Woah! Looooooong time for me to update, eh? Whew, i need to stop getting grounded... ok, this is the Prologue II involving Hiei and his stay at Shigure's. Now for those of you who have already read the first one, I strongly recomend reading it agian, because it's been soooooo long since you've read it... Tootles my darlings! Enjoy.

Yuri stood in the front room, staring at the place where Shigure had been standing not more then a few hours before.

"King Mukuro has requested my presence."

She closed her eyes and made her way to the kitchen.

"I don't know when I'll be back,"

She looked out the window as she made herself a cup of tea.

"or if I'll be back at all..."

Over the top of the dark trees she could see the night sky.

"Take care of yourself,"

It would be dawn in a couple of hours.

"Take care of the boy."

She'd have to wake her visitor. She smirked at the thought, her visitor. T'was true, since Shigure was gone, this was now her house.

"Goodbye, Yuri."

She sighed deeply as she set down her empty glass. She exited the kitchen and made her way up the stairs. On her way she noticed how large the house was now that Shigure wasn't there to fill up the empty space.

As she walked down the large hallway she stopped in front of a grand white door. Upon entering she found herself in the very familiar library. It was at least three stories high, with many bookshelves that reached all the way up the the ceiling. Yuri had spent much of her time in this room (especially since the boy was here) reading anything that she could get her hands on. She very much hoped to read every single book, but so far, she had only managed to read one quarter of a bookshelf.

Yuri turned her attention to the large coffee table in front of her. It was made of a dark brown cherry wood and on either side of it were two large blood red, velvet couches. Sitting on the corner of the table, Yuri noticed, was a thick leatherbound book. Upon picking it up she read the title, Vachel De Lametre's Guide to Post-Surgical Healing Vol. 6. She smirked as she flipped to the contents section; Chapter 264: Implants.

"Know-it-all doctor..." she muttered to herself as she exited the library. Continuing down the hall she stopped in front of his room. Pausing for only a second, holding her breath, she turned the knob and pushed the door open.

Her heart almost fell as she looked around. The room was empty. There was not really any place to hide, as the room was small... She took a step forward, but then froze as a rush of air passed behind her. She ducked quickly as the blade of a katana whizzed past her head. She fell face-first to the floor and made a small 'oof' noise as all the air was forced out of her lungs. She turned her head just in time to see the sword coming down hard, aimed strait for her heart. She rolled over to see it stab deeply into the floor. Taking her chance she got back on her feet and looked up at her attacker. But unfortunatly, the only real detail she got of him was the think white bandage wrapped around his forhead. The implant. She smirked as she dodged every slice he made at her. Then, she found a weak point, and took it. Ducking under his arm she slid forward. She couldn't help the blush that creeped up onto her cheeks. It was as though everything went into slow motion...

His hair was black, with a small white starburst in the middle. His skin was fair, his lips were full, his eyes were blood red. In her eyes he was beautiful. But the glare in his eyes reminded her of that fact that he was trying to kill her.

Quickly before he had time to react, placing her middle finger to her thumb, she reached up and flicked him hard in the forhead. Immediatly his body caved as he yelled out in pain. Clutching his forhead he fell to his knees, the katana clattering to the floor. Yuri stood there and sighed loudly as she dusted off her dark green kimono shirt (shes also wearing black pants like Hiei), which earned her a growl from the demon below her. She looked down to see him glaring daggers at her.

"You know you shouldn't strain yourself, your still in recovery..." She told him as she picked up the book she got in the Library. "Now that you have that out of your system, go lay back down on the bed."

He didn't move. For a moment she noticed his eyes dart toward his katana.

"Don't even think abou --" She started, but it was to late. In a flicker of black he disappeared. But he didn't get far, as she was quicker. With a crash, she landed painfully on top of him. He was on his stomach, hand inches from the handle of his blade. Yuri reached up, grabbed both of his wrist's and forced them back down so she could rest both her knees on top of his palms, inabling him to move.

"Get off me." He demanded harshly.

"No." She growled back. He growled again and squirmed underneath her, trying to get her off, but she wouldn't budge. He stopped suddenly when she reached up and grabbed his sword. She held it up above her head and turned it over to examine every inch of it.

"Hmmm you need to take better care of this thing, its horribly chipped and scratched...and rather dull, you wont kill many demons with a dull blade. Also it's loose, and the handle need desprate repair." She said absent mindedly, as though she had this conversation with him before. "Actually i think you would do better with a new one, I could make it for you." This was something Yuri did often when Shigure's patients came. She would often repair or replace any bad weapons that they had, for a price.

"Who are you?" The boy asked. Yuri returned from her trance-like state and looked down at him. She lowered the blade and slipped it gently into the sheath that was strapped to his side.

"I am Shigure's former apprentice." She told him. He raised an eyebrow.

"Former?"

"Shigure is gone, he left a few hours ago. Which means, that you are in my charge, and you have to do what I say." She said this as more of an order rather then telling. His only response was a 'hn' as she removed herself off of him. He got up off the floor and reluctantly sat down on the bed.

Yuri grabbed her book and Shigure's Medical bag from in the corner of the room. She flipped through the pages until she came opon the right chapter. Setting down the book she reached up and tried to undo the boys bandage. But before she could the boy reached up and grabbed her wrist hard.

"I'm just undoing the bandage!" she said in an annoyed tone. He growled, but let her go. He then moved so that he was sitting indian style and was facing her. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes. She copied him and also sat indian style. She leaned forward and undid the knot in the back. After unraveling it around his head she examined the implant.

"oooo this is worse then I thought..." she said to herself rather then the boy. "But easily fixable." The eye was closed tight, and the skin around it was raw and swollen. She began to dig through the bag that she set next to her and brought out four items: A cloth, a large green bottle, a smaller black bottle, and a needle.

"Whats that for?" The boy demanded suddenly. Yuri looked at him for a moment before grabbing the needle and the small black bottle. Placing the needle inside a tiny hole in the top she sucked out a certain amount of a thick greyish liquid. She raised it up and placed the needle gently into his swollen forhead and pushed the grey substance into his body.

"This, is to kill any unknown bacteria or virus that the Jagan may have/ or will introduced into your system," she said as she put the two objects away and grabbed the cloth and the other bottle. "And this, is to clean the outside." She poured a large amount of contents onto the cloth and began to gently dab and brush it across the boys skin. She supressed a giggle when his eyes widened as the liquid began to freeze.

"This stuff freezes on content, so that should bring down the swelling." He relaxed and mearly let out a 'hn'. She sighed and placed the two things away and closed the bag.

"Now then, you need to go back to sleep --"

"I'm not tired," he interrupted. "Don't try and think that you can just order me around like i'm a child." She glared at him and stood up.

"All I'm doing is trying to help you," She said harshly and marched over to the door. "Breakfast will be ready in an hour, only if your ego will allow you to eat." And slammed the door behind her.