Disclaimer: (see first chapter)
Chapter 4:
Ponder
~*~
"Let me get this strait . . ."
Mira and Hiei had been talking for quite a while about what Hiei was (use to be) what the unconscious thing on the ground was, how Hiei got to America, etc.
Mira covered her eyes in her hands and slowly started to rub them before talking again.
"You use to be a hi youkai?"
"I prefer fire demon," Hiei said in a rather snotty voice that you would normally here from abnormally rich people.
"It's the same thing!"
"Hn," was all he said.
Mira was getting pissed off. She took a deep breath. 'One. . . two. . .thr- ARG!' she thought. 'Even counting to ten doesn't calm me down! Stupid Hiei. Why should I trust him?'
'Because you like him.' Replied the other part of her mind.
You know,
The red part and the white part that sit on your shoulders arguing?
Yeah! Them!
'I DO NOT!'
'Yes you do,' the other snickered.
'Even if I did, WHICH I DON'T, why should I trust him?'
'Because when there's love, there's trust. And when there's trust, there's the will to believe in the other person.'
O_O
It scared her a little that she could think something like that.
But she continued to argue with herself.
'Well, then, I guess I shouldn't trust him because THERE IS NO LOVE!'
The other side laughed.
'What ever you say. But if you don't love him, then why didn't you just beat him up like you did the toddler?'
She paused.
Fuck.
That was a good point.
'Um . . . I dunno. I guess I just trus- DAMMIT!!!'
'Ha! I told you I was right.'
'I hate you.'
'Then go jump off a bridge!'
'Grrr . . .'
Hiei was still sitting on the log trying to figure out what she was thinking while she occasionally looked like she was about to rip her hair out.
Damn humans.
They couldn't do anything!
He couldn't read minds anymore.
'Damn, damn, damn.'
Plus the fact that he was thinking more like Yusuke than ever before.
. . .
'God help me.'
"Look," Mira spoke up after arguing with herself mentally.
'Oh god,' Hiei thought. 'She's never gonna believe me. I can see it in her eyes! She'll-'
"While I find this a little hard to believe, I trust you," she finally sighed out.
. . .
'Did I just hear what I think I heard?
. . .
She- she- she actually believes me!' Hiei was stunned. "Well that's a relief." He said closing his eyes and smiling.
She looked at him in that one brief second and knew that he wasn't lying. A lot of guys who had done that kind of smile to her were obvious liars.
But,
Something about Hiei doing it,
Just made it seem,
Trustworthy and
Well,
loveable.
. . .
'Pull yourself together Mira, old girl.' "So," she said trying to remember everything that Hiei had said about the little miko. "You don't know how to get back?"
"Not quite," He said looking at Koenma who was developing a lump on his head.
"Koenma said that getting the stone back and transforming me back into a demon was easy enough. But I have to wait until Makuya gets close enough to this American area in order to get it."
"And when will that be?"
"Not sure. Koenma said he'll tell me. But I'm guessing not for a while. A few months at least."
Mira closed her eyes and sighed. She shifted her bokkon around a bit so that it would fit more securely.
"Hey," Hiei said softly and with warmer than usual eyes.
"Hm? What?"
"This is America right? Japanese sword fighting isn't very popular here I don't think."
He had remembered hearing Yusuke talk about it once.
Just because he sat on the window sill and didn't respond, didn't mean he wasn't listening.
Mira laughed. "Well, you're right. It isn't. But I thought it was cool so I picked it up."
Hiei smiled slightly at the sound of her laugh.
It was soothing.
. . .
'Bad thoughts, bad thoughts, bad thoughts!'
"Anyway," Mira began. "I'm assuming you have no place to stay? Am I right?"
He nodded not sure of where this was going.
"Well, c'mon. You can stay at my house."
Hiei's eyes widened.
He had never put so much effort into swallowing a blush in his life.
But remembering what Koenma said about his human body made him wonder.
~~
. . .
Maybe he should go stay with her.
He had stayed with Kurama once and he had to admit,
The so called 'bed' things were much more comfortable then leaves and trees.
'What the hell.' "Sure."
Mira smiled. "Great! Let's go."
'You did it, girl!' she thought as Hiei began to follow her back through the bushes. 'You got him to stay at your house!'
'Why is that such a big deal?'
'Oh c'mon! You know you looooove him! Especially with no shi-'
'STOP IT! I just met him! Besides, it's just a gesture between friends! Nothing else!'
'Huh uh. Suuuure.'
Mira had had mental battles before,
But this was by far the toughest.
Plus,
She didn't even take into account the toughest factor.
. . .
Her Okaasan.
* * *
Koenma's eyes fluttered open as he awoke in his office surrounded by Ogre, Yusuke, Kurama and Kuwabara.
"Wh-what?"
"Jesus Christ. What happened to you?" Yusuke said in a loud tone.
"Koenma-sama, you have a large bump on your head. And Ogre had a hard time getting you back here because of Makuya's spells so you're probably weak." Kurama said worried. "But really. Hiei wouldn't do that. What happened?'
Koenma put his hand over the bump. "I- I- I remember a miko."
They all gasped.
"Makuya?!"
"No."
Each one of them sighed slightly.
"Well, who was it then?"
"Well, all I remember was a pretty miko who came into the forest. I tried to sit her down but then . . . then . . . " Koenma drifted off.
They all stood there puzzled.
"I don't get it." Kuwabara said finally. "How could a miko do that?"
"I don't know. But she was most definitely a strong one." Kurama said. He took a few seconds to figure out what might have happened.
A thought crossed his mind.
What if . . .
Nah. Hiei would never . . .
. . .
But with a girl that tough. . .
. . .
Hiei might be interested.
. . .
"Hm." Kurama mumbled under his breath.
"Something wrong?" Yusuke finally interrupted.
"Wha-? Oh! Nothing. I'm fine."
"C'mon. You're thinking something."
Kurama sighed and began to ponder while he spoke.
"Well, what if Hiei, that is to say, were to meet this girl. She's obviously strong and seems like she can take care of herself."
"Yeah, so?"
"Well, the people that can take care of themselves and show no mercy for anyone else, surpass Hiei's honor code. What if she not only did that, but, well, what I mean is. . .um. . .what if Hiei were to . . .er. . ."
Yusuke's eyes widened as Kuwabara was still clueless.
"You mean to say," Yusuke began. "What were to happen if Hiei were to, well, fall in love?"
"Yes."
They paused as Kuwabara left without a word.
Soon you could hear loud fits of laughter coming from outside the office.
Yusuke ignored it and began to speak.
"Well, the 'loved one' problem would be fixed. But I highly doubt that Hiei is going to fall in love."
"Perhaps you're right," Kurama said softly.
'But . . .' He thought.
. . .
'Perhaps you're wrong.'
* * *
"Well," Mira breathed deep. "Here we are."
Hiei examined the household.
It was a rather large yellow house with white shutters and a white door. The front lawn was as green as his demon form. The drive way sunk into the ground about fifteen feet in front of him.
Overall,
Nice house.
"Hn," he said in a muffled tone. But it wasn't his usual 'hn'. It was more serine and wondering.
Mira looked over at Hiei. "Something the matter?"
Hiei turned and looked into her green eyes and stared for a while.
They both were about to melt.
But Hiei spoke instead.
"Nothing."
"Well, C'mon then! Let's go inside."
Hiei did so. He followed her inside to find a well lit house with a rather warm atmosphere.
Oddly enough,
He liked it.
Hiei could hear Mira sighing in the corner.
But in a sort of 'phew' way. "Something the matter?"
She looked at him quickly with wide eyes. "No!" She whispered. "Be qui-!"
But she was cut off.
By a woman who looked exactly like her in older form stomping in the room.
With fiery eyes.
"MIRA!! You know my rule about no friends!! How dare y-!" But Mira's mother stopped when she looked at Hiei.
Despite the fact that Mira's mother wasn't in favor of Mira having friends, what would your mother do if she found you coming home, covered in dirt, with a suspicious looking fifteen year old boy with his shirt gone standing in your living room?
. . .
Thought so.
"WHAT IS THIS?!?!" She screamed. "OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!!" She said stomping over to Hiei and pushing him out the door. She was about to slam the door shut when Mira stood in front of her.
"Stop it okaasan."
Mira's mother was furious now.
"WHY SHOULD I?!?!"
"Because we need to talk, NOW," Mira said in an angry tone.
Hiei had absolutely no clue what was going on. This woman was apparently her mother, but,
He had never seen a mother like this.
True,
He never met his mother.
Or at least he didn't remember her.
'Stupid Rui.'
But still. He had seen Kurama and his mother. Same with Yusuke and his. Sure, with Yusuke, there wasn't much responsibility but his mother was still caring.
But this woman,
She was ridiculous!
Mira spoke softly as she turned to Hiei with loving eyes. "Please Hiei. Go up stairs and turn left. You'll see a hallway. At the end of it, you'll see my room. Make yourself at home."
Hiei was trying so hard not to smile lovingly.
It didn't work. He cracked the smile up and walked into the house slowly, avoiding the woman. He then turned and walked up the stairs.
However, when he got to the top, he didn't go down the hallway. He stayed at the top of the beige rug covered stairs and listened to the scream fest that was to come.
He didn't get it.
She was willing to fight with her own mother in order to have him stay with her.
It was as if,
She cared or something.
Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he leaned closer down the stairs to listen to the shouts that were to come.
~*~
~Kitsune Ria
AN: Myrmyr + Monigue: If you didn't know, I based the house design on Gilligan's house. So just picture that. ^_^
Chapter 4:
Ponder
~*~
"Let me get this strait . . ."
Mira and Hiei had been talking for quite a while about what Hiei was (use to be) what the unconscious thing on the ground was, how Hiei got to America, etc.
Mira covered her eyes in her hands and slowly started to rub them before talking again.
"You use to be a hi youkai?"
"I prefer fire demon," Hiei said in a rather snotty voice that you would normally here from abnormally rich people.
"It's the same thing!"
"Hn," was all he said.
Mira was getting pissed off. She took a deep breath. 'One. . . two. . .thr- ARG!' she thought. 'Even counting to ten doesn't calm me down! Stupid Hiei. Why should I trust him?'
'Because you like him.' Replied the other part of her mind.
You know,
The red part and the white part that sit on your shoulders arguing?
Yeah! Them!
'I DO NOT!'
'Yes you do,' the other snickered.
'Even if I did, WHICH I DON'T, why should I trust him?'
'Because when there's love, there's trust. And when there's trust, there's the will to believe in the other person.'
O_O
It scared her a little that she could think something like that.
But she continued to argue with herself.
'Well, then, I guess I shouldn't trust him because THERE IS NO LOVE!'
The other side laughed.
'What ever you say. But if you don't love him, then why didn't you just beat him up like you did the toddler?'
She paused.
Fuck.
That was a good point.
'Um . . . I dunno. I guess I just trus- DAMMIT!!!'
'Ha! I told you I was right.'
'I hate you.'
'Then go jump off a bridge!'
'Grrr . . .'
Hiei was still sitting on the log trying to figure out what she was thinking while she occasionally looked like she was about to rip her hair out.
Damn humans.
They couldn't do anything!
He couldn't read minds anymore.
'Damn, damn, damn.'
Plus the fact that he was thinking more like Yusuke than ever before.
. . .
'God help me.'
"Look," Mira spoke up after arguing with herself mentally.
'Oh god,' Hiei thought. 'She's never gonna believe me. I can see it in her eyes! She'll-'
"While I find this a little hard to believe, I trust you," she finally sighed out.
. . .
'Did I just hear what I think I heard?
. . .
She- she- she actually believes me!' Hiei was stunned. "Well that's a relief." He said closing his eyes and smiling.
She looked at him in that one brief second and knew that he wasn't lying. A lot of guys who had done that kind of smile to her were obvious liars.
But,
Something about Hiei doing it,
Just made it seem,
Trustworthy and
Well,
loveable.
. . .
'Pull yourself together Mira, old girl.' "So," she said trying to remember everything that Hiei had said about the little miko. "You don't know how to get back?"
"Not quite," He said looking at Koenma who was developing a lump on his head.
"Koenma said that getting the stone back and transforming me back into a demon was easy enough. But I have to wait until Makuya gets close enough to this American area in order to get it."
"And when will that be?"
"Not sure. Koenma said he'll tell me. But I'm guessing not for a while. A few months at least."
Mira closed her eyes and sighed. She shifted her bokkon around a bit so that it would fit more securely.
"Hey," Hiei said softly and with warmer than usual eyes.
"Hm? What?"
"This is America right? Japanese sword fighting isn't very popular here I don't think."
He had remembered hearing Yusuke talk about it once.
Just because he sat on the window sill and didn't respond, didn't mean he wasn't listening.
Mira laughed. "Well, you're right. It isn't. But I thought it was cool so I picked it up."
Hiei smiled slightly at the sound of her laugh.
It was soothing.
. . .
'Bad thoughts, bad thoughts, bad thoughts!'
"Anyway," Mira began. "I'm assuming you have no place to stay? Am I right?"
He nodded not sure of where this was going.
"Well, c'mon. You can stay at my house."
Hiei's eyes widened.
He had never put so much effort into swallowing a blush in his life.
But remembering what Koenma said about his human body made him wonder.
~~
. . .
Maybe he should go stay with her.
He had stayed with Kurama once and he had to admit,
The so called 'bed' things were much more comfortable then leaves and trees.
'What the hell.' "Sure."
Mira smiled. "Great! Let's go."
'You did it, girl!' she thought as Hiei began to follow her back through the bushes. 'You got him to stay at your house!'
'Why is that such a big deal?'
'Oh c'mon! You know you looooove him! Especially with no shi-'
'STOP IT! I just met him! Besides, it's just a gesture between friends! Nothing else!'
'Huh uh. Suuuure.'
Mira had had mental battles before,
But this was by far the toughest.
Plus,
She didn't even take into account the toughest factor.
. . .
Her Okaasan.
* * *
Koenma's eyes fluttered open as he awoke in his office surrounded by Ogre, Yusuke, Kurama and Kuwabara.
"Wh-what?"
"Jesus Christ. What happened to you?" Yusuke said in a loud tone.
"Koenma-sama, you have a large bump on your head. And Ogre had a hard time getting you back here because of Makuya's spells so you're probably weak." Kurama said worried. "But really. Hiei wouldn't do that. What happened?'
Koenma put his hand over the bump. "I- I- I remember a miko."
They all gasped.
"Makuya?!"
"No."
Each one of them sighed slightly.
"Well, who was it then?"
"Well, all I remember was a pretty miko who came into the forest. I tried to sit her down but then . . . then . . . " Koenma drifted off.
They all stood there puzzled.
"I don't get it." Kuwabara said finally. "How could a miko do that?"
"I don't know. But she was most definitely a strong one." Kurama said. He took a few seconds to figure out what might have happened.
A thought crossed his mind.
What if . . .
Nah. Hiei would never . . .
. . .
But with a girl that tough. . .
. . .
Hiei might be interested.
. . .
"Hm." Kurama mumbled under his breath.
"Something wrong?" Yusuke finally interrupted.
"Wha-? Oh! Nothing. I'm fine."
"C'mon. You're thinking something."
Kurama sighed and began to ponder while he spoke.
"Well, what if Hiei, that is to say, were to meet this girl. She's obviously strong and seems like she can take care of herself."
"Yeah, so?"
"Well, the people that can take care of themselves and show no mercy for anyone else, surpass Hiei's honor code. What if she not only did that, but, well, what I mean is. . .um. . .what if Hiei were to . . .er. . ."
Yusuke's eyes widened as Kuwabara was still clueless.
"You mean to say," Yusuke began. "What were to happen if Hiei were to, well, fall in love?"
"Yes."
They paused as Kuwabara left without a word.
Soon you could hear loud fits of laughter coming from outside the office.
Yusuke ignored it and began to speak.
"Well, the 'loved one' problem would be fixed. But I highly doubt that Hiei is going to fall in love."
"Perhaps you're right," Kurama said softly.
'But . . .' He thought.
. . .
'Perhaps you're wrong.'
* * *
"Well," Mira breathed deep. "Here we are."
Hiei examined the household.
It was a rather large yellow house with white shutters and a white door. The front lawn was as green as his demon form. The drive way sunk into the ground about fifteen feet in front of him.
Overall,
Nice house.
"Hn," he said in a muffled tone. But it wasn't his usual 'hn'. It was more serine and wondering.
Mira looked over at Hiei. "Something the matter?"
Hiei turned and looked into her green eyes and stared for a while.
They both were about to melt.
But Hiei spoke instead.
"Nothing."
"Well, C'mon then! Let's go inside."
Hiei did so. He followed her inside to find a well lit house with a rather warm atmosphere.
Oddly enough,
He liked it.
Hiei could hear Mira sighing in the corner.
But in a sort of 'phew' way. "Something the matter?"
She looked at him quickly with wide eyes. "No!" She whispered. "Be qui-!"
But she was cut off.
By a woman who looked exactly like her in older form stomping in the room.
With fiery eyes.
"MIRA!! You know my rule about no friends!! How dare y-!" But Mira's mother stopped when she looked at Hiei.
Despite the fact that Mira's mother wasn't in favor of Mira having friends, what would your mother do if she found you coming home, covered in dirt, with a suspicious looking fifteen year old boy with his shirt gone standing in your living room?
. . .
Thought so.
"WHAT IS THIS?!?!" She screamed. "OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!!" She said stomping over to Hiei and pushing him out the door. She was about to slam the door shut when Mira stood in front of her.
"Stop it okaasan."
Mira's mother was furious now.
"WHY SHOULD I?!?!"
"Because we need to talk, NOW," Mira said in an angry tone.
Hiei had absolutely no clue what was going on. This woman was apparently her mother, but,
He had never seen a mother like this.
True,
He never met his mother.
Or at least he didn't remember her.
'Stupid Rui.'
But still. He had seen Kurama and his mother. Same with Yusuke and his. Sure, with Yusuke, there wasn't much responsibility but his mother was still caring.
But this woman,
She was ridiculous!
Mira spoke softly as she turned to Hiei with loving eyes. "Please Hiei. Go up stairs and turn left. You'll see a hallway. At the end of it, you'll see my room. Make yourself at home."
Hiei was trying so hard not to smile lovingly.
It didn't work. He cracked the smile up and walked into the house slowly, avoiding the woman. He then turned and walked up the stairs.
However, when he got to the top, he didn't go down the hallway. He stayed at the top of the beige rug covered stairs and listened to the scream fest that was to come.
He didn't get it.
She was willing to fight with her own mother in order to have him stay with her.
It was as if,
She cared or something.
Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he leaned closer down the stairs to listen to the shouts that were to come.
~*~
~Kitsune Ria
AN: Myrmyr + Monigue: If you didn't know, I based the house design on Gilligan's house. So just picture that. ^_^