Chapter Seven

ForbiddenChildLover64

Oh my gosh!!! I am so sorry to keep you all waiting so long! I honestly thought I had already posted this chapter... Argh... I need to keep track of things better... And if you are reading any of my other YYH fics, I will really try to post new chapters soon!!

BTW, the master of the castle is not Yomi, just to throw that out there and let everyone know. I had a misunderstanding with one reviewer—thanks for your help, Chaseha-Wing—but the enemy IS an OC. Thanks.


'What?!' he replied, in total shock.

'Think about it. We're similar; fire demons with enough power to control the Black Dragon. He loves an ice maiden who is dead and has a son. My mother, also an ice maiden, is now dead. How many sons have ever been born to ice maidens? Just me. And the painting. Did you see it?'

'The one in the sitting room? Yes.' He replied carefully.

'When I first saw it, I thought it was of Yukina. She doesn't have a daughter or sister, so the only person who could look that much like her would be her mother,' I paused, 'My mother.'

'Holy crap!!!'

'I know, that's the first thing I thought, too.'

'Oh my god! This is so freaking perfect! Hiei, I'm not even kidding. We have enough information that we can split tomorrow morning!' Kurama was seriously about to flip out.

'Calm down, Kurama. We can leave in the morning. And you can tell me what's got you so excited. Go to sleep.'

'Fine. Remind me to ask these two idiots a question in the morning.'

'Hn.' I replied, rolling over to sleep.

The next morning…

'Hey, you said last night the master thinks he has a son. Could either of you tell us who he thinks the mother is?' Kurama said.

'Sure. He thinks it's the ice maiden. That's why everyone thinks he is crazy. That never happens. Ever.' He added for emphasis, just as Kurama glanced at me. 'Why do you care?'

'Oh, I just know someone who sounds quite a bit like how you described his son.'

'Oh. Who is it?'

'It doesn't really matter.' Kurama said, 'Well, thanks for everything. We're leaving.'

'Why?' He was really too inquisitive.

'We came here for one reason. We have accomplished it. There is no reason to stay.'

'Oh. Well, you better tell whoever is in charge today that, before you leave.'

'You can do that for us,' Kurama said, looking so menacing they complied immediately. 'Thanks.' He said then. And so we left.

We were back in that same, stupid forest Kurama led us to directly after his funeral.

'So, what's your plan?' I asked.

'Plan?' he replied, attempting to look innocent.

'You've already formed a plan. I can see it in your eyes. And why else would you need to know who the heir is?'

'Well, Hiei, I am now finding that you are much more observant than you ever let on.'

'Just answer the question.'

'Well; I might have just wanted to know or really thought I knew who it was or—'

'The first question, Kurama.'

'Well, I wanted the heir to tell the heir's father that the heir was the heir's father's heir.' Kurama said very quickly—A/N did any of the readers catch that? Haha.

'…'

'Want me to repeat that?'

'No! I know you just think I won't like your plan so you're avoiding the question!'

'Again, you prove more observant than I ever would have guessed.'

'Kurama…'

'I want you to tell him you're his son.'

'And…' I prompted when he didn't continue.

'And, since he wants to figure out who you are… well, if you really act like you really care, like you really came to claim your rightful position in his household… it won't occur to him that your "servant—" which is what I'll be pretending to be—is his greatest enemy. And that you are lying to him.'

'You're diabolical.' I replied.

'Thank you.'

'…So… how are you going to kill him?'

'I'm not really sure… I want to keep it simple though. How powerful is your Black Dragon here on the demon plane?'

'Much easier to lure out, therefore much more powerful.'

'Cool. You think you could help me? Engage him in battle using whatever techniques you choose. I'll give you a signal, and I will kill him… howsoever I choose.'

'Fine.' I replied.

'It was easier to convince you than I thought.' He laughed, then asked, 'Does it bother you at all that your best friend has the intention of killing your father? And that you will be helping?'

'No, I've never met him. I already teamed up with you, and he is just another demon we need to take out.'

'Hmmm. That's good,' Kurama muttered, then his face became grave, 'He dies tomorrow.'

'What are you two doing back here? You've been gone, what, two days?' It was one of those idiotic demons we had been forced to room with.

'We have matters to discuss with the lord of this castle.' Kurama coolly replied.

'What matters?' Like I said, much too inquisitive.

'Matters too important to tell a weakling like you about.' I told him.

'Weakling? You've got no right to call me that!'

'I beg to differ. I told you my name was Hiei. Truly, it is Jaganshi Hiei, or Hiei of the Evil Eye. As the only demon to have ever truly mastered it, my abilities vastly exceed your own.'

'Then why were you a servant?'

'That isn't your business. Now leave, before I have Minamino kill you.'

'So he really is a servant? Yours?'

'Indeed. And did I not just tell you to leave?'

'Oh. Sorry.'

'Hiei, you don't need to cloak so much energy.' Kurama muttered.

'Fine.' I muttered, doing as he said. Just then we reached a desk in a room almost like a reception area. 'We would like to request a private audience with your lord.'

'Yes. I will need to know the matter of business, however.'

'His son and heir.' I replied.

'Heh. Are you serious? You actually believe he has a son?' The young female demon was skeptical.

'Of course.'

She stopped laughing and her mouth turned into a hard line etched across her face before she answered, 'Very well. First hall, take a right, it'll be the third door on the left.'

'Thank you.' Kurama said.

We arrived at the door and, before I could knock, heard a booming, 'Come in!' He had sensed our presence. Mine, at least.

We followed his instruction, walking into his office. Suddenly, the door snapped shut of its own accord. 'I don't have much time so if you're here to tell me I'm crazy, he doesn't exist, and I need to quit believing he does, then you're wrong, and need to leave.'

Ah. So she had told him of our purpose. Very well. 'No, not at all.' Kurama replied, 'I am Minamino and this is Master Jaganshi.'

'Oh, so you're the infamous Hiei then. The one who broke into Reikai and stole the dark treasures?'

'Yes, the very same.' I replied, 'And I do not believe you're crazy.'

'Oh? And you've heard of an ice maiden having a male child, have you?'

'Yes.' I reached down the neck of my shirt to pull out the necklace I had worn since birth. My blood red tear drop gem. A/N I know Hiei's teardrop gem isn't red—at least that's what my friend told me—but I thought red suited him most. Sorry for the interruption.

'A teardrop gem? You killed a girl to get it?'

'No. It is mine. My mother cried it for my when I was born.'

'Very well. I'll accept that you are the son of an ice maiden. How does that make you my son?'

'Well, you love an ice maiden, for one. For another…' I paused, firing up my hands, 'I, too, am a fire demon. And I have come to claim my rightful place within this household.'

'I see. There is one way to determine if what you say is true. We must fight.' He stood. He was very tall. Currently, he look like a human but for being twelve feet in height.

Kurama leaned over, whispering, 'If he's really your father, Hiei, then why are you so short?'

'Shut up!' I very nearly shouted.

'Yes, sir.' The lord looked at Kurama for the first time.

'Have we met before?' He asked.

'I don't believe so, sir.'

'Well, you remind me of someone… who though? Ah! Yoko Kurama. It's in your eyes. He had that look, the look of being unable to bear being lower than someone else in rank. Although, I cannot imagine why you would have that look, being the servant that you are.

'Right.' I interrupted, before Kurama accidentally gave something away, 'Now, the fight?'

'Yes. If you are truly who you claim to be, in a fight you will be capable enough to hold your own against me, killing me.'

'How do you know this?'

'A prophecy. Now come.' He replied lightly. Passing his secretary or whatever she was he said, 'If I do not return and he has defeated me, he is my heir.' And her jaw dropped. 'Now open the door.'

We followed him through to an arena-style room. He turned, saying, 'Here, we shall fight to the death.'


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Again, sorry it took so long to update!

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