Disclaimer: See last chapter.
Chapter:
The former demon
~*~
"You have got to be kidding me."
"Unfortunately, I'm not kidding. You are a human."
Hiei took a few seconds to contemplate the words.
It didn't work.
"I don't understand. I mean I do! I mean, ARGH!"
Hiei couldn't seem to put two and two together. It just wasn't clear. He knew how he had become a human . . .
But what was going on?!
He felt weird. Suddenly, everything was so confusing. He felt like he could shout and let his feelings out. He could never do that as a demon. He was complaining more, shouting more and wanting to hurt Koenma more than ever.
"Look," Koenma explained. "I know this is hard for you, becoming a human and all . . ."
Hiei twitched at the 'h' word.
"But you must understand; if you don't get a so called loved one-"
"No one loves me and I will love no one."
Koenma sighed.
"Fine Hiei. But you must find somewhere to stay for the time being."
Hiei raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with the forest?" he was surprised at his arrogant tone of voice. He was sounding more like Yusuke!
'God help me.'
"Your human body is not as secure as your demon body. It has certain limits that you have to take into account."
'Well that explains the fact that I couldn't get up.' "So, what do you want me to do?"
"I really don't know at the moment . . ."
Suddenly, (and with such convenience) Hiei heard a rustle in the bushes. But something was weird.
He hadn't been able to sense it before it came!
This freaked him out a little. He jumped back in shock and stood his ground as a young miko came out through the bushes to find a shirtless black haired fifteen year old and a floating toddler with a rather large head staring at her.
"This is new," she said with wide eyes.
Koenma sighed and tried to sit the girl down on a near by log.
But as soon as he grabbed her arm . . .
(Well, what would you do?)
. . . she grabbed the upper part of his arm with her left hand and threw him over her shoulder with such force, it knocked him out.
Hiei's eyes widened.
'Woah. Wait . . . I've seen more impressive stunts than that. Like that time, wait no. Well, there was that time when . . . no. That was me.' Hiei couldn't seem to remember any fights he had seen except for his. "Great."
"What was that?" said the miko with her hands on her perfectly curved hips. Hiei was grabbed out of his thoughts by her voice.
She was wearing a Gii and a Hakama along with tatami sandals. She had a bokkon in her belt strap along with a perfectly curved body that was a little thin but obviously healthy. She had neck length chestnut hair that was amazingly straight. Hiei could see she had gorgeous forest green eyes that glowed if you stared at them.
'Wow she's really pre- WHAT?!' Hiei shook his head to try and eliminate any trace of what he was just about to think.
"Did you say something?" She said again with a little bit of annoyance in her voice.
"No," Hiei muttered. He was expecting the usual 'hn', but it never came.
"Fine. Now," the chestnut haired miko said examining the toddler. "What is this thing?"
Hiei mentally kicked himself. 'Great. I'm going to have to explain everything to this bitch.' "Fine, bitch."
The miko's eyes narrowed. "Who are you calling a bitch, asshole?"
Hiei's eyes met her narrowed ones with anger. "You! Wench."
"Bastard."
"Bitch."
"Asshole."
"Slut."
"Jerk."
"Um . . . Bitch!"
"HA! You can't even think of a decent comeback!" She said chuckling.
"Hn," was all he said.
There was a short pause as the miko rolled her eyes. "So," she said in a sighing type of voice. "Who's may be the asshole I'm talking to? Does he have a name?" She stood up straight and walked slowly over to where Hiei was standing. A large grin formed across her face as she was inches away from Hiei's pale face. "Or should I just call him Bastard? Either one's fine with me."
The chestnut haired miko backed away slightly so Hiei could have some room to breath. (Not that he was breathing at the moment anyway.) Hiei tried to suck it in.
"Hiei . . . my name's Hiei."
"Hm. Nice name," she said not looking at Hiei. She walked over and poked Koenma with a stick.
Hiei wanted to laugh at the sight.
"How 'bout you? Should I just call you bitch?"
The miko chuckled. "The name's Mira."
'Mira . . .' Hiei thought. 'Pretty name.' Hiei closed his eyes. "Get out of my head you stupid thoughts!" he muttered to himself.
"I'm sorry? You keep mumbling to yourself. I can't hear you."
Hiei faced Mira. Her eyes were filled with anticipation and . . .
Wait.
Was she worried?
Naw.
Couldn't be.
"Nothing," Hiei said softly.
Mira began to grow impatient. "So, Hiei,"
"Yes?" he said staring at her with his small yet warm ebony eyes.
She took in the appearance of his shirtless abdomin for the first time. It was perfectly muscular. (For a fifteen year old, she was impressed.) She felt like she was going to melt because her body was heating up so quickly. But she sucked it in as well.
"Who is this guy again?" she said pointing with her perfectly shaped index finger at the unconscious body on the ground.
Hiei sighed.
He walked over to the girl and motioned her to sit down on the log that Koenma failed to get her to sit on.
She obeyed.
'How come she didn't do that for Koenma? . . .ugh. Whatever.'
She looked at him with her glowing green eyes waiting to hear a response to her earlier question.
Hiei had a lot of explaining to do.
But somehow, he didn't mind.
At all.
Something about this girl struck him as . . .
Odd.
But in a good way.
He had never felt this way around a miko.
In fact, he hated mikos.
The only mikos he ever knew and put up with were Yusuke's girlfriend and Rui.
And Rui he only knew for a day.
But everytime he ever came in contact with a miko, he felt tons of hatred swell up in him. He couldn't describe it. He wasn't sure if the hatred was built up by what Rui did to him or just because of plain fury.
But around this one,
It was weird.
She was really pretty.
And he felt like he could spill it all.
Every last thing that ever resided in him,
He felt like he could tell her.
'Wait!
What am I thinking?
. . .
Must be the ningen talking.'
~*~
~Kitsune Ria
Chapter:
The former demon
~*~
"You have got to be kidding me."
"Unfortunately, I'm not kidding. You are a human."
Hiei took a few seconds to contemplate the words.
It didn't work.
"I don't understand. I mean I do! I mean, ARGH!"
Hiei couldn't seem to put two and two together. It just wasn't clear. He knew how he had become a human . . .
But what was going on?!
He felt weird. Suddenly, everything was so confusing. He felt like he could shout and let his feelings out. He could never do that as a demon. He was complaining more, shouting more and wanting to hurt Koenma more than ever.
"Look," Koenma explained. "I know this is hard for you, becoming a human and all . . ."
Hiei twitched at the 'h' word.
"But you must understand; if you don't get a so called loved one-"
"No one loves me and I will love no one."
Koenma sighed.
"Fine Hiei. But you must find somewhere to stay for the time being."
Hiei raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with the forest?" he was surprised at his arrogant tone of voice. He was sounding more like Yusuke!
'God help me.'
"Your human body is not as secure as your demon body. It has certain limits that you have to take into account."
'Well that explains the fact that I couldn't get up.' "So, what do you want me to do?"
"I really don't know at the moment . . ."
Suddenly, (and with such convenience) Hiei heard a rustle in the bushes. But something was weird.
He hadn't been able to sense it before it came!
This freaked him out a little. He jumped back in shock and stood his ground as a young miko came out through the bushes to find a shirtless black haired fifteen year old and a floating toddler with a rather large head staring at her.
"This is new," she said with wide eyes.
Koenma sighed and tried to sit the girl down on a near by log.
But as soon as he grabbed her arm . . .
(Well, what would you do?)
. . . she grabbed the upper part of his arm with her left hand and threw him over her shoulder with such force, it knocked him out.
Hiei's eyes widened.
'Woah. Wait . . . I've seen more impressive stunts than that. Like that time, wait no. Well, there was that time when . . . no. That was me.' Hiei couldn't seem to remember any fights he had seen except for his. "Great."
"What was that?" said the miko with her hands on her perfectly curved hips. Hiei was grabbed out of his thoughts by her voice.
She was wearing a Gii and a Hakama along with tatami sandals. She had a bokkon in her belt strap along with a perfectly curved body that was a little thin but obviously healthy. She had neck length chestnut hair that was amazingly straight. Hiei could see she had gorgeous forest green eyes that glowed if you stared at them.
'Wow she's really pre- WHAT?!' Hiei shook his head to try and eliminate any trace of what he was just about to think.
"Did you say something?" She said again with a little bit of annoyance in her voice.
"No," Hiei muttered. He was expecting the usual 'hn', but it never came.
"Fine. Now," the chestnut haired miko said examining the toddler. "What is this thing?"
Hiei mentally kicked himself. 'Great. I'm going to have to explain everything to this bitch.' "Fine, bitch."
The miko's eyes narrowed. "Who are you calling a bitch, asshole?"
Hiei's eyes met her narrowed ones with anger. "You! Wench."
"Bastard."
"Bitch."
"Asshole."
"Slut."
"Jerk."
"Um . . . Bitch!"
"HA! You can't even think of a decent comeback!" She said chuckling.
"Hn," was all he said.
There was a short pause as the miko rolled her eyes. "So," she said in a sighing type of voice. "Who's may be the asshole I'm talking to? Does he have a name?" She stood up straight and walked slowly over to where Hiei was standing. A large grin formed across her face as she was inches away from Hiei's pale face. "Or should I just call him Bastard? Either one's fine with me."
The chestnut haired miko backed away slightly so Hiei could have some room to breath. (Not that he was breathing at the moment anyway.) Hiei tried to suck it in.
"Hiei . . . my name's Hiei."
"Hm. Nice name," she said not looking at Hiei. She walked over and poked Koenma with a stick.
Hiei wanted to laugh at the sight.
"How 'bout you? Should I just call you bitch?"
The miko chuckled. "The name's Mira."
'Mira . . .' Hiei thought. 'Pretty name.' Hiei closed his eyes. "Get out of my head you stupid thoughts!" he muttered to himself.
"I'm sorry? You keep mumbling to yourself. I can't hear you."
Hiei faced Mira. Her eyes were filled with anticipation and . . .
Wait.
Was she worried?
Naw.
Couldn't be.
"Nothing," Hiei said softly.
Mira began to grow impatient. "So, Hiei,"
"Yes?" he said staring at her with his small yet warm ebony eyes.
She took in the appearance of his shirtless abdomin for the first time. It was perfectly muscular. (For a fifteen year old, she was impressed.) She felt like she was going to melt because her body was heating up so quickly. But she sucked it in as well.
"Who is this guy again?" she said pointing with her perfectly shaped index finger at the unconscious body on the ground.
Hiei sighed.
He walked over to the girl and motioned her to sit down on the log that Koenma failed to get her to sit on.
She obeyed.
'How come she didn't do that for Koenma? . . .ugh. Whatever.'
She looked at him with her glowing green eyes waiting to hear a response to her earlier question.
Hiei had a lot of explaining to do.
But somehow, he didn't mind.
At all.
Something about this girl struck him as . . .
Odd.
But in a good way.
He had never felt this way around a miko.
In fact, he hated mikos.
The only mikos he ever knew and put up with were Yusuke's girlfriend and Rui.
And Rui he only knew for a day.
But everytime he ever came in contact with a miko, he felt tons of hatred swell up in him. He couldn't describe it. He wasn't sure if the hatred was built up by what Rui did to him or just because of plain fury.
But around this one,
It was weird.
She was really pretty.
And he felt like he could spill it all.
Every last thing that ever resided in him,
He felt like he could tell her.
'Wait!
What am I thinking?
. . .
Must be the ningen talking.'
~*~
~Kitsune Ria