Hiei the Sensei, chapter 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. I only own my original chara(s).
Warnings: Non-yaoi, but romance of any kind is extremely unlikely. Mild cursing is possible.
A/N: This is my first Yu Yu Hakusho fanfic, and I haven't seen the whole series yet. I only have access to what I can get from Cartoon Network, and they've only just started showing the 2nd season (At least I think it is). So please correct me if I get something wrong!
A/N: I don't know if this has been done before...I hope I'm not contributing to some over-used cliché-type fic that everyone's sick of ^_^;; I'm also doing my best to characterize Hiei correctly, which is a challenge because he's so complicated...
A/N: Mura is 14 years old. She is not a Mary-Sue.
Mura Hitori ran as fast as she could through the forest. She glanced behind her at the five or six thugs chasing her. They were gaining. Mura tried to run faster, but she was already running as fast as she could.
Mura was an orphan. Worse than that, she was a half-demon. Her parents had abandoned her at an early age. She had inherited all of her human father's qualities. She had plain, brown hair and dull, light brown eyes. The only quality she inherited from her mother was spirit energy, which didn't do her much good.
Mura stopped when she came to a clearing. She stooped down, trying to catch her breath. She listened hard. By the sound of it, they were surrounding her. She stood up and readied her only weapon — a wooden sword.
The thugs soon closed in around her, laughing. Mura did her best to fend them off, but her weapon was quickly snatched from her hands. The largest of the group, the leader, grabbed the collar of Mura's shirt and pulled her off her feet.
"You owe us a lot of money, little girl," he sneered.
Mura winced and tried to get free. "I told you, I'll have the money as soon as I can! I haven't had enough time."
"You've had five years to pay us!" A skinny man with a scar over one eye spoke up. "I say we just kill her and get it over with."
The leader laughed. His laugh was cut off suddenly as Mura kicked him as hard as she could in the shin. She nearly broke his leg. He cried out in pain and dropped her. Mura tried to make her escape, but two other thugs grabbed her by the shoulders. She elbowed one in the face and broke his nose. The other one was much stronger. He quickly pulled Mura's arms behind her back and held them there.
The leader calmed down a bit and grabbed Mura by the neck. "I think you're right, Tomo, this worthless little orphan isn't worth the trouble." He drew out a small dagger and pressed it to Mura's throat. A bead of sweat trickled down her forehead and she squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for her death.
Her sharp ears caught a sound to her left. She opened her eyes in time to see several flashes of light. Four of the six thugs fell to the ground, dead. The dagger slipped from the leader's hand and fell to the ground.
Mura saw a boy about her age (though a little shorter than she was), dressed all in black, standing beside them with a drawn sword.
The leader was furious. "Who the hell are you?!"
The boy stared at him coldly. "Six against one isn't fair." His voice was as cold as his stare.
The leader stared at the boy in absolute horror. He let go of Mura, who gasped for air, and dashed out of the clearing. His remaining accomplices followed him.
Mura looked up at her rescuer. "Thank you."
He sneered. "Little girls shouldn't be wandering around the forest alone."
Mura stood and brushed herself off. "Normally a comment like that would make me angry, but since you just saved my life, I'll just ignore it."
The boy stared at her, incredulous. "You say that like you expect me to be grateful."
Mura ignored his comment. "What's your name?"
The boy sheathed his sword and turned to go. He hesitated a fraction of a second and said, "Hiei" before continuing on his way.
Mura started after him. "Wait—"
Hiei hesitated. "What do you want, human girl? I've got better things to do than talk to you, you know."
Mura bristled. "First of all, I'm not a human. I am one-half demon. Only half of me is human. Second of all, I was going to ask you...I was going to ask you to teach me to fight."
Hiei laughed coldly. "You want me to train you?" He laughed harder. "Even if you were more than just a half-breed, I wouldn't do it. I have better things to do."
Hiei started to walk away again. When he was out of Mura's sight, he picked up a small rock. He could still see her standing in the clearing. She was looking around carefully, as if she sensed someone was still there. He threw the rock as hard as he could, straight at her head. She whirled and caught it in one hand.
"Are you still there, Hiei?"
Hiei said nothing. The half-breed had impressed him with her fast reaction time. He could also see that she practically glowed with spirit energy. Reluctantly, Hiei walked back into the clearing.
"Throw me that piece of wood you're holding," he said.
Mura tossed Hiei the wooden sword she'd picked up off the ground. "I've never even used one before now. I err... borrowed it on the way here."
Hiei tested the sword and looked it over. He tossed it back to Mura. "Try to attack me."
Mura blinked. "I told you, I haven't—"
"Just do as I say."
Mura shrugged and took up what she thought to be a fighting stance. She rushed at Hiei, but struck only empty air. She whirled around, and saw Hiei standing behind her, a smirk on his face. She tried to attack again, but missed. On her third try, Hiei snatched the sword from her grasp.
"Pathetic. Little human girl, what makes you think I'd bother training such a weakling?"
Mura glared. "First of all, my name is not 'little human girl.' Nor is it 'half-breed.' My name is Mura. Secondly, I wouldn't be asking you to train me if I was already strong."
Hiei sneered. "Why do you feel it necessary to number off what you're going to say to me?"
Mura's eyebrow twitched in annoyance. "Did you hear anything I just said?!"
Hiei ignored her, frowning as if he was thinking about something. In a flash, he drew his sword and leaped at Mura. She jumped out of the way, barely in time.
"What the hell was that for?!"
Hiei didn't answer at first. He sheathed his sword and turned his back to her. "Come here tomorrow. Ten o'clock." He walked away, without another word. Mura blinked.
"I guess I just passed some kind of test," she muttered. She picked up her wooden sword and went on her way. On the way there, she left a little money on the counter of the shop she'd "borrowed" the sword from.
Since she was half-demon, Mura didn't have a "demon form" and a "human form." It was lucky she looked human. Even though she was too young, she was able to bribe the owner of a run-down motel to let her rent one of the rooms at a third of the price. She worked odd jobs to get enough money to buy food and clothes.
It wasn't the best life ever, but it was suitable. Now with Hiei's help, maybe she could become strong enough to keep that gang off her back...
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Eh, maybe not the best thing ever. If you read this, please review! I'm not sure if this was any good. If you're into Gundam Wing or Star Wars, check out my other fics ^_~