Hey, Hoshi here! Thanks to those that read the first chapter! I have decided to put this chapter up early specially for cheeky half-demon, the first reviewer. So enjoy
Disclaimer: Izaku is my friend's character. She wanted to be put in here but she also wanted to die so… yeah. I don't own YYH.
'Why can't I get her out of my head?'' Hiei lay restless in his bed. The moonlight poured in through the open window, casting shadows across his face. His arms were folded behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. It had been a little over six months since it happened. He wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms, to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. But that would never happen. Never again would he kiss those lips or hold that hand. Never.
FLASHBACK
Izaku Matamori flitted from tree to tree, dodging blast after blast from the powerful demon they were fighting. Hiei had loved her ever since they met. She was beautiful. Blond straight hair and flashing green eyes. She, like Urameshi, was a human who died and was given a second chance. She joined up with the team only a few weeks prior, but already she and Hiei were in love. She gave him butterflies. The only who ever had. In fact, Hiei was going to ask her to marry him. The phone rang, disrupting the quiet dinner scene. 'It's Koenma. There's trouble. Hiei, we have to go.' She had insisted. Hiei finally gave in. He never could deny her anything.
Hiei had done everything in his power to protect her. He knew the demon was too much. Too strong, too fast, too smart, too everything. In the end, Izaku put up the fight of her life and lost. When she fell, the demon fled, noticing that everyone had stopped dead in their tracks. A member of their team had never died. Sure, they'd come close. But no one had actually died. 'She gave her life and for what? Nothing. She died in vain.' Hiei had rushed to her side as she sputtered blood. 'Hiei. I love you.' Those were her last words. She was dead. His love was dead.
END FLASHBACK
When she died, Hiei had sworn that he would never love again. So why did the mere sight of Hoshi make him blush? Why couldn't he talk to her? He knew the signs of love. The sweaty palms. The stuttering. The queasy feeling in you stomach. But his only love had died. How could Hoshi, a young, naïve fire demon, produce the same feelings as the beautiful Izaku? He refused to believe that he was in love with this demon.
Somewhere in another part of the house, Hoshi turned restlessly. 'What is wrong with me? Why doesn't he like me? Everyone insists he does, but how come he doesn't act like it?'' Hoshi wasn't one to be insecure about things like this. She usually knew that guys fell for her. But Hiei was a puzzle to her and that's why she found herself falling for him. She couldn't tell if he liked her or not. Whenever she thought she was close, he would pull away again, leaving her more confused. She knew his past or at least most of it. Hoshi knew there was something that everyone else knew that she didn't but she didn't want to pry.
After a while, Hoshi realized she wasn't going to get any sleep laying in her bed. She quietly got up out of bed and tiptoed down the hall. She stopped in front of Kurama's door. She watched as his chest slowly rose and fall. Kurama had been the one to suggest that she join the team. He had been like a brother to her and he could usually tell when something was on her mind and she usually wanted him to know. But this was different. She was ashamed of her feelings because Kurama and Hiei were best friends. It felt wrong somehow. She smiled at the sleeping fox and slipped downstairs and out the front door.
The big oak was her favorite tree in the yard. It was where she first talked to Hiei. It was where Yuskue and Keiko got married. It was where she was the maid of honor to her best friend Yukina's wedding. The old tree held so many memories. She lightly perched on the swing that hung from the lowest branch. As she sat there, lost in thought, the wind began to blow, swinging her back and forth.
Hiei, still unable to sleep, got up to look out the window. 'Perhaps some fresh air will help my mind shut up.' He noticed Hoshi swinging under the old oak. She looked almost angelic. Her white silk nightgown was flowing behind her and her waist long black hair was wild and curly, flying in her face. She looked so sad yet so peaceful at the same time. Hiei felt a blush creep into his cheeks as he watched her silently.
As the wind pushed her, Hoshi felt eyes on her. She always had that feeling ever since she was young. The feeling of someone watching her every movement. But there was something different about this feeling. These eyes felt sad, heartbroken, almost trapped. The feeling made her so uncomfortable that she stood up to go out into the field.
Hiei watched as Hoshi stood up and walk out to the field. He curiously looked on as the demon began to spin and twirl rapidly. She jumped and pranced. 'She's dancing to her own beat. To an unheard rhythm.' Hiei stared at the blurring white figure as she skipped and danced. 'Almost like a snowflake falling to the ground. So graceful, so beautiful, so…fragile.'
There was a song in her head. It was one of her favorites. A song about love and friendship. Wanting him to notice you. Her life. She spun around, faster and faster. Soon, the song ended. With satisfaction, she collapsed to the ground. As she stared up at the stars, the world began to grow black.
Hiei watched in horror as she fell. 'She's dead. She killed herself. She gave herself a heart attack or something.' As he ran down the stairs, images of Izaku, dead in his arms, flashed in his mind. Hiei charged out the door and into the fields. 'Please. Please don't let her be dead.' He finally reached where she lay. As he looked down at her, he noticed her chest rising and falling. 'She's asleep?! I freaked out because she fell asleep?'' However, he couldn't stop the tears that fell. Finally, they stopped coming. Hiei bent down to pick the slumbering demon, recognizing that she was smiling in her sleep. He couldn't help but grin.
So yeah. I don't think this was as good as the first chapter but I hope you still like it. Now you know why it's called butterflies So. R&R please. I'll update as soon as I've written the next chapter