A/n: Ok. I've been a big fan of this paring for a while but it's ficage is in the some to none area. SO I WROTE MY OWN! HIEI/BUI FOREVER! WWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOO!
Disclamier: since mere words can not paint the disclaimer I have created the not mine dance because their not mine. :does 'not mine dance':
-blah- is song lyrics
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-Dancing bears,
Painted wings,
Things I almost remember,-
He lifted his ax and swung again. More trees flew
apart under his blade. He could stop now. He leaned
his ax against the tree and wiped his forhead. It was
hard work but he enjoyed it. It kept his mind off
of..other things. But sometime unbidden they would
float to memory. He suddenly remember eyes like red
jewls and a speed like no other. He shut his eyes
against the memory,but in vain. "Hiei" He whisperd.
-And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.-
He lay in the tree. Despite the fact that he was the
heir to a territory he still preferred the branches of
trees to the rooms of the manor. Espiually on breezy
days and nights, he had always loved the wind
whisleing through the trees. It was almost like a
lullabye. But tonight he found little consolence in
the lullabye. He had heard of a newcomer that had been
working in the woods for the past 2 weeks in this
territory. Tall with blue hair and eyes and a mark on
his forehead that ran down the sides of his nose to
his cheecks. He carried an axe. "Bui" he murmerd to
noone in particular,everytime he thought of him an odd
feeling rushed thorugh him. warm and foregin,yet so
pleasent.
-Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...-
He could still remember the fight at the dark
tournament. It had been so exzilrating. Bui had come
at him with everything and yet he had been. He thought
of the smaller man's red eyes and spiked hair, how
many times had he dreamed of running his fingers
through it?. He bit his lip and picked up his axe. It
would never happen, hiei was a lord, he deserved
someone better.
But why couldn't he stop thinking about him?
-Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...-
Hiei looked at the stars remembering the dark
tournament. It seemed so long ago and yet it was so
fresh in his mind. He sighed as he remember bui's plea
to die and his own cold reaction. He hadn't wanted to
face the truth. He couldn't kill him, he had to
supress a shudder at he thought of running his sword
through the man's heart.
Just like a part of him didn't want to face the fact
that he wanted to see him agian.
-And a song
Someone sings-
As a shooting star fell across the night sky, both men
saw it and made a wish.
-Once upon a December-
A wish to see the man who haunted his mind...and
heart.
A/n: so how'd you like it? Remember reviewing is good!