Manipulated Moonlight

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Summary:

While Kurama is off on assignment, Hiei is bored to death in Ningenkai. Then he's called on a mission too, and his curiosity is piqued when he sees who it's with.

Lenai, the darkness weilding Makai Tantei, never thought she would have to meet the hanyou again after she last saw him at the Makai Tournament. But when he forces his way back into her life, she relives her nightmares and realizes that sometimes, dark fire won't burn you if you get too close..

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(Please read Razor-Bladed Rose Petals before this. These three stories are written to be read at the same time. Eachwill be updated in order. See the bottom of my profile for an explanation.)

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Prologue

(This takes place one week after the Prologue of Razor-Bladed Rose Petals)

Boring.

The crimson hues were closed, and the stance was characteristic of the half-Koorime. He was sitting in the crook of an ancient elm, one arm propped up on a bent leg, the other lying in his lap. One leg swung free below him, and his head was bent forward ever-so-slightly.

He ignored the communicator in his cloak pocket the first time it rang. The second time someone called, his mouth twitched slightly downward in a frown. He third time, his eyebrow started twitching. The fourth time, he gave up.

So much for trying to ignore those idiots.

He pulled it out, and flipped it open, not bothering to open his eyes. He knew only one person would be either brave or stupid enough to call him until he actually answered.

Of course, besides Kurama.

"Hello Hiei!" Botan's voice chirped through the mirror.

"Hn."

"Well, aren't you awfully chipper today?" She pouted. "Koenma wants you to come in. There seems to be a mission."

"Call the idiot."

"Which one?" Botan looked genuinely perplexed.

That question caused Hiei to slightly smirk. "Urameshi."

"Oh, we can't. He's in America on vacation with Keiko."

"Then call the other one."

"Vacation."

"… Hn."

"Hiiieeeiii… You have to come in!"

"Why?"

"Because if not, we can put you in jail." Koenma now popped onto the line.

"Feh."

"You still owe us a lot, so if you don't get your behind in here, you'll be in serious trouble!"

"...Whatever… I'm bored, anyways." He would disappear from their commincator screen.

Botan stared at it, blinking. "Hiei?"

"Hn." He stood behind them. Both turned and screamed like small children.

After ten minutes of both Botan and Koenma yelling at an uncaring Hiei, telling him to never do that again and failing miserably, they pushed open the double doors leading into Koenma's office.

A young woman stood near Koenma's desk, idly fiddling with the tip of a sai. Around her clung the scent and aura of night.

Hiei looked at her, eyes widening momentarily before narrowing to their normal position once more.

It's her.