Yeah so this week I'm suffering from a major head cold, at the moment I have a migraine, which means the chapters may be unfortunately smaller, its painful, but I'm bored and will heroically push through the pain to get the next chapter out. I digress and hope to get better soon and continue the chapters.

I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, or its characters, but I do own Jazzmyne.

Chapter 4: Potential

Slowly Jazzmyne got out of bed and changed out of her pajamas to start her day. She stretched her slender arms and put her hair tie, with two bells, in her hair. She then slipped two daggers into the sleeves of her kimono. Slowly, she slipped the mask up, covering half of her exposed face; in the same manor and grace she slipped her sandals on and made her way out of the hotel. She wasn't a criminal- anymore- but faces were important. While Jazz did not consider herself a ruler, she did have a lot of demons that were dependent on her. Other demons tended to hold grudges and she didn't want to bring trouble to the people that wanted to live in peace.

The open air gently caressed over her face and ruffled her hair, as if playing with her silver locks. She made her way into the forest and then sped off towards Team Uremeshi's energy signatures. Jazzmyne first came upon Yusuke talking to Kuwabara and then went to continue on her way, only to spot Genki watching Yusuke. Chuckling she landed next to Genki as she continued to watch her student walk off. Jazzmyne was the first to speak.

"Genki, I'm glad to see your doing well" she leaned against the tree and watched her.

"Jazzmyne… I didn't know that you were going to be here."

"I could say the same about you; I didn't know you were actually going to fight in the tournament. But my reasons are probably less important, you see I was just bored, I was invited and decided to get my tickets early. What about you?" Jazzmyne watched as Genki turned to look at her.

"I am going to pass on my gift to that dimwit. And I'm going to finish some unfinished business. Jazzmyne, I felt your energy when we were in the stadium, but I passed it off, because, as quickly as it came, it disappeared. What made your energy spike like that?" Genki's eyes bored into hers, as if searching for the reason the earth rotates on its axis, or perhaps the meaning of life.

"Ah, my old friend, there's no need to look so hard," Jazz looked out towards the sky before finishing. "It would seem that I've taken a liking to that fire demon… its strange really, because I've never met him before so we have no ties to one another. What do think this feeling is?"

Her eyes were a bit questioning, but then she smiled in a taunting manor. "It can't be hormones; you outgrew that around 250 years ago, if not more."

"Hardy har, har! Of course it's not hormones, but the urges are strong…" Jazzmyne paused for a moment. "I remember a long time ago, my mother and father spoke of potentials. Do you think it's because he could be my potential?!" him being her "potential" life mate, was unlikely and yet it felt good to believe it. When demons where created, it was said that the creators took pity on the beasts that they had created and gave them a gift. Each demon would grow and if life was in their favor, they would find their life mate. Something in all demonic makeup allowed demons to find their true life mates and claim them as theirs. It wasn't easy; there were billions of demons and humans in the two worlds. Because of its rarity, many forgot that happiness did in fact exist for demons. It was the one person that could be connected to you for eternity.

Now mind you, a demon could find someone and not have them be their true life mate and mate with them and be completely happy and content, but, having a life mate was something more, something on a whole other level. Very few demons can find a true life mate, so when one finds theirs they had better hold on, usually there's only one per customer, usually.

"Now that would be something else… but you won't know entirely unless your closer to him, watching him from afar won't help you in determining if he is. If he really is your potential, then you have just unintentionally chosen the moodiest fire demon that I have ever come across," She chuckled and walked off towards the path her student took.

Sighing, Jazzmyne knew that she was right, at least about one thing. Demons worked on a different plane, the eyes could be deceiving. If he was her potential, then it would take more to confirm it than distance. "He doesn't look that moody…" she spoke to herself.

Suddenly, a wave of energy smacked into her senses. She was able to sense the very fire demon that was on her mind. His aura was fluctuating in a strange manor, enough to concern her.

As she arrived she watched as Hiei tried to grip his sword with his damaged arm, only to grit his teeth in pain. His sword dropped to the floor, as did her heart. Hiei clutched his arm and fell to his knees.

Jazzmynes heart tightened and ached, there was nothing she could do for him besides try to ease his pain. Her gaze shifted to the crashing waves that clashed against the cliff. As carefully as she could she jumped down next to him and kneeled by his trembling figure.

"It's alright… I'll do what I can to take away the worst of the pain for you," gently she touched his shoulder; his eyes widened even more, if possible. She was almost positive that if he wasn't paralyzed with pain right now that he would have lashed out at her like a wounded animal. Gently she pulled him towards her so that he rested against her.

Hiei, before she shifted him, growled out "what are you doing…" Jazzmyne's fingers brushed off some of the sweat and salty sea water that glittered on his strained face.

"Don't worry Hiei, I promise not to hurt you. If you accept my energy I can try and take away the brunt of the pain from that arm of yours…" gently she moved her hands from his face to his twitching right forearm. Focusing on healing his arm her hands started to glow a pale blue that encased his injured arm. His nerve endings were on fire. After a couple minutes she felt him ease into her touch, and his muscles stopped straining. She heard a grumble that resembled a "thanks'" but she couldn't really tell, he was too warn out to be coherent. When she noticed that he was asleep she shifted him, then lifted him up and jumped off towards the forest depths.

The shadows danced around Jazzmyne, like a puppy they licked at her feet. They wanted her to call on them. Sometimes they got over excited.

"Not right now, I must tend to Hiei," she spoke softly to them, and they strangely obeyed.

When the stadium was almost in view Jazzmyne settled him down against a tree. She sat next to him and gently picked up his arm. The night before Jazzmyne had concocted a salve full of different herbs, most of them would hopefully numb the pain on his arm. She had begun to take medicine seriously, especially during her visits to the human world. Human medicine just didn't work well on demons. They needed stronger doses, but even at that the medicine burned through their systems far too quickly. She had picked up a few things in her long life.

Jazz rubbed the salve over the injured area and then took out some bandages from the inside of the small bag she had at her hip. With skilled hands, she wrapped the arm up, making sure that she didn't wrap it too tight. Injuries needed pressure but they also needed air.

Hiei was now resting in her lap as she absentmindedly ran her fingers through his hair and settled against the tree behind her. Jazz didn't want to cause this demon any worry, so she would have to force herself to be gone before he came too. Truthfully, this was not the best of meetings to meet her potential, especially when that potential was injured. She had an inkling that he wouldn't like being met by a complete stranger, who was claiming you were her potential, while you were injured no less. She was sure he'd probably try to kill her, or he'd laugh and keep walking. This type of thing needed to be done slowly, handled with care, heck wrapped in bubble wrap… yes that would be acceptable right now.

"Perhaps telling him he's my life mate is a bad idea, let's see how he reacts without that knowledge first" dishonesty was not the way to begin a relationship… but honesty was dangerous too. A life mate was so rare that it had become a demon folklore.