A/N: just a little thing I thought up at 1 in the morning on Sunday.

disclaimer: nope. I have four fanfics, an Inuyasha one, a Rurouni Kenshin one, a 12 Days of Anime one I did for Christmas, and this Yu Yu Hakusho one and I don't own anythin, except the fics. why would ya think I did? I'm a freakin broke 14 year old! I don't own anything.! lol

*BECAUSE I CARE*

~flashy~ You're worthless! A worthless little bitch who'll never amount to ANYTHING !" ~end flashy~

'God I hate her.' Sanna glared at the space formally occupied by her older sister. "You hear that, Meiichi, you bitch? I hate your stupid stinking guts!"

Sanna sat on the floor, sobbing. She'd just been through hell, after all. After telling her sister that she wanted to be a writer instead of a waitress, Sanna had taken both a physical and verbal beating for it.She was almost at her breaking point. Accuaally, there was no almost. She was there.
She shakily grasped the knife she'd taken from the block set in the kitchen. She didn't want to end it here, when she didn't have to die, but why not? What was keeping her in this world? Her dreams and her writing, but both had been shot down. So what was the point of living?
She turned her left arm over, exposing the blue veins on her pale wrist, and pressed the blade into her skin. And gasped. It stung..so much...

"Oh god, oh god, what am I doing, oh god.."

With each word she cut herself once more. That is, until a hand reached down and grabbed her right arm, stopping her. She looked up to see a black- clad figure. A familiar one.

"You stupid girl, what on earth are you doing?" he glared down at her.

"You're one of Yusuke's friends, aren't you? Hiei, right? Well, don't try to stop me. I've got nothing to live for."

"Really. And why fo you think THAT ?"

"Because no one respects my writing, my dreams have been shot down, and..."

"Annnnd?" Hieie drew out the word.

"And...and no one cares about me, ok?

"Hn." He started laughing. "Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. I can't believe it! Ha ha ha!"

"What are YOU laughin' at? It's not funny... It's true, ok? No one ever cared about me not even my parents. When they died, I went into custody of my sister and she's the onbe who won't let me do what I want to do with my life. What, nothin' to say now?"

"No.."

He sat down beside her and took the knife from her hand.

"Oh..Meiichi's gonna kill me for the carpet gettin' all bloody..Ouch hey what are ya doin' ta my arm?"

"Bandaging it up. You're a real idiot. If you lose too much more blood then I'll have to run you to the hospital for extreme blood loss."

"I said don't stop me..why didn't you listen to me?"

"I'm not stopping you, I'm helping you."

"But why? No one's ever helped me before. No one's ever..had a..reason to."

Hiei tied the wrapping so that it wouldn't slip off. He stood and extended a hand to Sanna, pulling her up when she took it. (He's about two feet taller ((not that tall)) and they're about the same height).

He answered her simply: "Because I care."

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A/N: well now that was an interesting one shot. I thought tghat was really good though--I think it's the best thing I've ever written. Heehee, I wrote that at about 1-2 a.m. in the morning.
Well sorry if you think it's short. Please please please review and tell me what you think, good or bad, that stuff. Cuz I wanna do a sequel to it but I want to know what you as the readers think first. Thanks for reading and even if you didn't like it, please review and tell me instead of not reviewing! Thanks much! ^.^* Mizu Akuma *^.^