Hello lovely people.

In this section I will be uploading small pieces, mainly from the character's point of views for the 4 part story concerning Valery and Hiei. There will be several parts that were written out, scenes that I liked but did not make it into the actual story or side stories on how other characters were feeling while the entire plot was taking place.

Hope you enjoy Kurama's take on this - scene from Last World before the events described by Valery occurred.


It's been a long day and I am tired of trying to figure out the moment she was brought inside my home and left to rest on my couch. But whatever actions I take my mind still pours itself in that very moment, in the lines filled with pain all across her face, in the dark veins tracing incomprehensible patterns on such an almost lifeless skin. I had been near my friend for many years and I was certain that I had figured out most of the secrets locked away in his expressions and glares, however that night he was as pale as a ghost, sweat sticking to the back of his neck and forehead. His eyes were wide but I couldn't read into them as he dropped her on the couch not so gracefully, like he was discarding a piece of meat that had been burdening him for so long. He didn't look at me at all, his eyes shifting to the wall and back to her, like trying to decide what was right. Anger? No, his jaw was lose, chest showing a regular and calm breath. Fear? But of what, what could have hindered him so greatly that he would wear such a lost expression?

However before making his decision final, the disgust and hate became crystal clear as his scarlet orbs burned bright, not blinking, covering her in an invisible aura of something horrific, something that only his mind could comprehend. It froze me to the core for a few seconds until his voice, low and dangerous, jolted me back to reality.

"Keep her alive."

Leaning against a wall, pushing my hair to hide her from my peripheral view I waited for him to talk and tell me in cryptic messages what was going on. However apart from barking an order in my house he said no more and left as quickly as he had arrived.

Breathing out a heavy sigh I finally looked at the queen of Demon World sleeping on the couch, or better yet passed out. She wasn't going to provide me with any answers, not in the state she was, breathing in short successions, her skin burning to the touch when I leaned in. Judging by the dark circles under her eyes, she had not slept in quite some time. A cape covered her body and once removed, dark veins danced on the surface of her skin, spreading like a disease but all having the same root, her heart.

This was far worse from how it started, never before had it been so visible. Never before had she fought to keep above the surface. But it was killing her, this power, this dark blood was finally leaving the mark of death.

She had lost weight from what I could gather when I changed her. Dried blood, scrapes and bruises were the only things relating the story of battles she had recently been in. She smelled of wet soil and smoke, signalling recent days were spent outside. Hand prints on her wrists pointed to a struggle, a hand smaller than mine and I tried that day and days after to not think of Hiei hurting her. But I know it wasn't the first time he decided that being rough would bring better results. And I was one of the few who knew this, living in a vicious triangle of whatever we were.

Drugs managed to ease the pain and the tightness in her body. Her eyes finally opened, weary and out of focus. When she spoke her voice came out strained, rough and dry asking me where he was. But I did not possess the answers she was looking for, however I wish I did.

I could have prevented the events that occurred after. I would have come up with a solution. I could have found a way to permanently dry the tears on her face instead of just caressing her cheeks. An antidote for the pain instead of forcing my lips on hers and the liquid down her throat.

Or maybe she would have hated me with the same passion she loved him. She would have surely snarled her teeth at me more, battle and claw her away until her last breath, her eyes hinting to that feral dark creature inside her. She would forget her humanity and blame me. Would end up not wishing to see my face.

If only I knew what Hiei was up to. But when I discovered the empty couch and not a hint of her scent in my home my blood ran cold. As if I knew. When the skies roared and threatened to destroy the world beneath it I was certain that she was gone.

But it's been a long day and I am tired of trying to figure out the moment she was brought inside my home. I need to now try and gather more information and bring back the queen of Demon World. But Spirit World needs to calm down. Gods need to settle but until that happens only one name is spoken and it's not hers.

They all want to know what the king did to his queen.

What did you do Hiei?