((Hello, this is Kitsu with a short introduction. This story is very AU (obviously since it takes place after the series ends.) So far I have no pairings planned but there is definitely a plot forming so please bear with me as I try to get back into my saddle once more. Also please review! I need all the input I can get, plus I always like to look at the stuff my critcs have so it's the easiest way to score a review yourself. (Yes, I am shameless.)
Right now I'm writing in Kurama's POV since it is what I am most comfortable with, but I may switch it up if essential to the plot. So please sit back and enjoy. ))
A New World: Chapter 1
I miss it sometimes.
Things have settled down since our days as a detective team, and before I knew it, I had fallen into an almost human routine.
Work at my step-father's company, taking it to new and dazzling heights. Go home, do predictable family things. Go upstairs, and read until bedtime. Occasionally Hiei will show up, appearing at my windowsill-a throwback to earlier times- and we go out, usually just running or sparring. Anything to release the energy and ease the monotony.
He feels it too, though he won't admit it to anyone, not even himself. I know I feel it. Almost like... I'm losing my edge. So he comes back on odd nights, trying to prevent the inevitable.
Tonight is one of those nights. I smile and close my book as I see his familiar shadow fall across my bedroom. "Good evening, Hiei," I say, turning to see him.
He is seated, leaning casually against my window. "Good evening," he snorts. "What's so good about it?" His eyes are almost glowing in their irritation. With his disheveled hair and fiery eyes (pardon the pun) he appears almost like an alley cat, perched outside my room.
I have to stifle my amusement. I learned several years ago that, in order to keep Hiei's visits at least semi-pleasant, I must never give him the impression that I am laughing at him. "Long shift?" I ask lightly.
"I had to take two humans back to this lousy world." Hiei growled."Seems like more and more of them are getting through to Makai everyday."
"Not surprising," I say leaning back against my chair. "With the barrier gone..."
"No," Hiei retorts forcibly. "There's something about this-" He stops and looks away, falling silent.
"Did you reach your verbal limit for the day?" I ask exasperatedly, I always hated this habit of his. Hiei glares at me, but doesn't reply.
I sigh and grab an old jacket out of my closet. " So, I suppose we're sparring tonight," I say, pulling my hair back into a high ponytail.
If someone would have told me that Hiei would have become such a fixture in my life I would have laughed. Back when we were teammates, we sought the other's company because there was little choice. We were demons, stranded in a human world, surrounded by creatures different from us. I at least had chosen it, however Hiei was little more than a prisoner, cut off from the world that he was most comfortable with. But now... I can't understand why he still comes back. All I know is I'm glad that he does.
"Yeah, I want something to beat into the ground," Hiei replies with a smirk.
This time I do chuckle. "Hiei... you know it won't be as easy as that." I grab a pair of scuffed up shoes and slide them on. "Let's go."