Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of the characters.
Short Explaination: In this you will use some Korean (this may not be a good idea 'cos I aint actually Korean, but it authenticates the story) I will put the translation of the word in these ((---)) brackets
Oh yeah and Hiei is normal boy height in the whole story, it just makes it easier.
On with the story!!!!
Chapter 3
"Pabo!((stupid))" You berated yourself as you paced the floor of your room, biting at your nails. "Pabo! Pabo! PABO!"
The mirror sat on your vanity shattered as you screamed your frustration, mentally and physically venting your anger at yourself. You knew however, that this was no use, instead of wasting energy yelling, pacing, and destroying random objects with your mind, you should have been focusing on the mental blocks you had thrown up in order to keep Hiei out.
At their best, your blocks were still weak against Hiei's influence, that was why you always threw up more than one, possibly ten, but he seemed to manage fine again. They were weakest at night, when your mind went off elsewhere, and you needed to conserve your energy, but that wasn't your immediate thought at that moment.
"Damn, Damnit! This is all the diaper baka's fault" You screamed. You stormed into the bathroom, angrily twisting the bath's tap up to full blast, before pouring in a whole bottle of therapeutic bubble bath.
A chill breeze on your back, caused you to bristle, eyes widening as another factor came into count, screaming through your mind. You had forgotten to shut the window.
"I think we should talk"
You spun on your heels, eyes locking on the boy stood before you as he stared emotionlessly into your grey eyes. You growled.
"I don't"
"How did you kill it"
"Lucky shot"
"Really"
"Hiei, get out of my room"
Your gaze darkened, your fingers flickering from nervousness and anticipation. He noted them, smirking as he stepped forward, causing you to incline your head upwards.
"Make me…"
"Hiei…"
Again he stepped forward, until you had no choice but to stare at the nape of his neck, your eyes wide with fear, and confusion as his hand rose to caress your cheek.
"no…" you shook your head, your brow furrowing as his other hand slid down your arm.
"NO!" your hands pressed against his torso, a wave of spirit energy pulsating through the room as he flew across the room, his head catching on the sill of the window. You shock as you pointed an accusing finger at the stunned demon.
"I WILL succeed you! I WILL!" you fought the tears, running from the room at a speed even he could not pinpoint. You didn't care that you had given it all away, he would have found out anyway. If you had let him continue his gentle touches, he would have eventually melted your defences, pried the truth from your unwilling mind, you just saved him the hassle.
He didn't move, even after she had left, somehow he couldn't bring himself to.
He had known what he was doing. His touches, his caresses, would all bring him what he wanted.
He never expected that though, the force in which she had thrown him across the room, thrown him out of her mind.
It all made sense now.
"Then I will have to train harder, until I succeed you…"
In the beginning, he had never fully understood why she sought to kill him.
The time they had spent together in the company of thieves, formed a silent bond between Rain and Hiei, both silently glad of each other's presence. she had told him everything and he had listened contently offering quiet looks of encouragement.
"Oppa ((older brother))" She had called him, and he had smirked. She was to fill his place as the younger sister he had never known, and she was content with that place in his heart… anyone's heart.
So why…
"Why… even with his sword…WHY DO YOU ALWAYS TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!!!"
His numbing mind almost partially remembered the night he had left in search of the sword, in search of his real sister. Part of him even, could still feel the tears she had cried into his back as she clutched at his waist.
"Please don't go. You can't leave me here…"
He had pried her fingers from about him, gently yet briskly, as he turned to her, a miniscule smile tugging at the corners of his lips
"See you around, kid." Then he had taken off at full speed, leaving not so much as a dust trail for her to follow him. Yet still he heard her calling after him.
"Oppa! You can't go! You can't leave me here alone!"
"Hiei? Where's Rain? I thought she was going to sleep."
Hiei's gaze slowly steeled as he rose it to meet the eyes of his red haired demon comrade. He grunted, picking himself off the floor.
"She went out ffor air."
"You let her go out? Alone?"
"She can obviously take care of herself."
"Well if you see her, tell her Koenma needs to speak to her, immediately."
"Hn"
"Gesekki ((son of a bitch))" You growled, lobbing another smooth rock at the lakes surface.
This had been the first place you had managed to escape to when you were younger, a small grove under the shaded boughs of spirit world's forestry. It contained happy memories.
Sure, being dragged back to confinement by large ogres in tiny white lab coats was happy (amusing: yes, happy: no) but it still contained that sense of freedom you had found there those seven years ago.
Unlike seven years ago, however, you wasn't happy. Angry, violated and nauseous would better describe how you were feeling right then.
With an agitated huff you settled on a boulder, running your fingers back through your hair.
"Who the hell does he think he is! Why the hell does he have to know everything!"
The flesh on your cheek tingled, your eyes widening slightly as our heart pounded at your chest.
His hand rose to caress your cheek…
the palm of your hand connected sharply with your cheek causing you to wince. You had only intended a distraction from the memory, from the feel of his soft fingers against your skin, but now, as it coupled with the pain, you realised you had only made it worse.
"Jin'cha! ((Really!))" you yelled, mindlessly slamming your palm against the boulder before clutching it to your chest protectively.
"Appo ((it hurts))" you whimpered.
It was getting worse, not only the tingly pain in your cheek, but the whole situation. Once more you were falling into the deadly trap, setting yourself up for yet another rejection. You knew you should have given up, should have gotten out whilst you had the chance, but something wouldn't let you.
"I will succeed him," A deep calming breath as you closed your eyes, blocking out the pain, blocking out the whole world.
"I must"
"Start babbling baby"
You felt Yusuke's and Kuwabara's eyes widen behind you as they watched fascinated, and you almost thought you heard an awe full gasp coupled with a mesmerised- "it actually comes out?"- You smirked.
"Rain, I would appreciate it if you would give me back my pacifier."
"I'm sure I would appreciate it more if you explained why an A-Class demon tried to kill me this morning."
The baby shuffled uncomfortably under your gaze, his eyes flittering to a document on his desk.
Eyes widened in horror when they fell upon a large snapshot of yourself in the arms of a plain faced Kurama, underneath an even bigger caption of 'BOUNTY' in bold lettering.
"You have got to be kidding me!" You screamed, fingers grappling the paper. "A fucking BOUNTY!"
Your eyes flashed red as you glared at the toddler at his desk, a tense smile on his face as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck.
He yelped as he was hoisted into the air, and flung effortlessly across the room. You growled angrily when Kurama jumped into his path of trajectory, taking the brunt of what was meant to be the babies impact. You were beside him in seconds, grasping your knives tightly in your hands as you steadily rose it above your dazed victim.
"You should know when to stay out of things Kitsune" You sneered, eyes flashing menacingly as you plunged in down towards the baby's unguarded ch-
Cool steel at your neck halted your progress, halted your revenge as you glanced sidelong to meet a searing red gaze. You smirked.
"Remove your blade Hiei. I promise I will not harm your Kitsune. Let me only take my revenge, our revenge… free us even."
The steadiness of his hold wavered the strength slackened only slightly before his eyes narrowed on you.
"Bi, Hajima ((Stop Rain))"
Your eyes widened in shock, your feet giving way beneath you as you fell to the floor.
You didn't feel the burning pain as the blade sheered off the a layer of skin from your neck, nor hear Yusuke call out in the back ground, cursing at Hiei for hurting you. All you could see was red disappointment.
You were almost getting used to that, that gaze, and that hurt you more than anything. Troubled you more than the fact that Kuwabara was carrying your limp body down to the infirmary, his hand securely placed on your butt.
Yes, it was definitely getting worse.
A week later found you lying on your back, the top of your head brushing lightly against your favourite blue haired companion, as you gingerly thumbed the deep black choker about your neck. It was to be a scar… when it healed properly.
"I want out"
"Out of what?"
"Out of Team Urameshi, out of spirit world. I don't care, I'm not staying in this house any more. I'll kill someone if I stay here any longer."
"Hmm"
You rested your head on your arm as though they were a pillow, your eyes drinking in the blueness of the midday sky.
Her hair smelt like strawberries, maybe that's why you hate their smell. What rare you strawberries you saw in Makai, smelt artificial, rotten almost, compared to the richness of her hair.
You breathed in deeply, letting out a tired yet content sigh.
"Aunni ((Older sister)), I don't think your taking me seriously…"
"I'll see what I can do Bi ((Rain)), but you know that stunt you pulled, freaked Koenma out, as well ass pissed him off to no extent."
"Hn"
"Could you quit talking in Hiei dialect! You're always ranting on about how much you hate him, and know you won't stop hn'ing!"
You smiled slightly as you suppressed the "Hn" forcing its way to your lips. It was true though, in the past seven days, you had become more resentful and antisocial towards your team mates, bar Yusuke and Botan.
After your teensy tantrum, Kuwabara had grown to scared to cross you. It was like;
"Kuwabara pass the salt" and he would reply in a voice close to hyperventilation; "Hai! Immediately! Of course." And then when you would reach to take it, he would visibly flinch.
Kurmam, in your opinion, wass to annoying to watch let alone talk to. Yes, you agree, everyone should have their fair share of manners, but he was ridiculous. You even told him so, receiving a polite smile, and he still offered to take your plate to the kitchen.
Hiei… was still Hiei, and you avoided him as diligently as possible.
Yusuke was having Keiko problems, and you silently offered that Keiko, was the problem. Yet another person who had been placed on your hit list, right under the bold, jagged lettering of Hiei's name.
How could there be as irritatingly bossy and self-righteous a person?
'Well if there's one person at one end of the spectrum, it was only right that there should be one on the other' You had thought to yourself. But what was the likeliness that they would both be found under the same roof as you? It only made sense that God was out for the bounty on your head also.
You let out a tired yawn, allowing your eyes to close as the heat of the beating sun bore down on your bare flesh. Subconsciously, you pulled at the bandage secured tightly about your arm.
"Are you going to tell me what happened there, or are you gonna stop itching at it every five minutes."
"Huh?"
"Your arm."
"You only just noticed?"
"No, I assumed you didn't want others listening in on your explaination."
A smile tugged at your lips. She hadn't forgotten anything about you. Yourr likes, dislikes all seemed stored in some sort of database in her mind.
"You really did miss me didn't you aunni"
"Ne yes, now stop digressing."
A chuckle caught in your throat causing you to wince as you strained the healing wound on your neck. Sure it was a week since the incident, but you were a slow healer.
You raised your arm above your head, squinting up at the white bandage cast about your arm, from just above your elbow to your wrist. You frowned.
"It's a defect, with my human form."
"Huma form?" you could almost hear the frown of confusion in his voice and allowed a chuckle of irony to pass through your lips as you placed it back behind your head.
"Yup. The great Koenma got me all wrong. I was a youkai all along."
