Email: Foxneko@aol.com
Disclaimers: YYH is not mine. Do. Not. Sue. Repeat...
Notes: italics are thoughts
[ italics ] are dream sequances
Yay! I finally got around to working on this fic. Sorry, but you would not believe the size of the Writer's Block that plagues me. This chapter might be strange 'cause I have a cold. Feedback please!
L'il dragon muse: ::is being nice 'cause Silver Fox threatened to sneeze on him::
Shhh!!
Kurama locked his door and threw the keys onto the table. He opened his fridge and took out a bottle of water.
"About time you got back."
Kurama spun around in surprise, his heart beating faster than normal. "Hiei! You're back!"
"Hn, stupid fox. This is no time to play games."
Kurama looked questionably at the little demon, but Hiei was already in his bedroom. So he followed. The redhead almost dropped his water at the sight.
On his bed was a small body. He could barely tell it was a girl from all the blood clumping together. She was breathing in rugged gasps, and each breath caused the loss of more blood. Kurama briefly groaned as he saw his sheets were ruined but forced his mind back to the task at hand.
Without another word, he forced his reiki into the dying girl, slowly sealing her wounds. By the time he was done, he was exhausted. He landed on his knees and almost fell back, but Hiei supported him.
"She's lost a lot of blood, but nothing serious besides some deep cuts. With some rest, she'll live," He whispered, while enjoying the feeling of Hiei's strong arms holding him.
"Thanks." He said when the fire demon handed him his water, and took a deep drink. "Where did you find her, anyway?"
Hiei felt his temperature go up when he caught Kurama. He couldn't help noticing that the redhead felt so right in his arms. Strands of red hair were tickling his nose as Hiei inhaled the fox's scent: a slight smell of sweat mixed with roses. A strange urge to run his hand through the red mane rose in him, but he dismissed that silly idea, trying to pay attention to what Kurama was saying.
"Where did you find her, anyway?"
"Makai."
"What?!" Kurama jumped up. Hiei felt a flicker of disappointment wash over him.
"Makai? But how...she's a..."
"Ningen," Hiei finished for the shocked fox, "And a young one, from the looks of her."
"So, Hiei..." Kurama changed the subject, "...why'd you come back? Weren't you training with Mukuro?"
"She put me on leave, then sent me to check out this village when she got reports that it was attacked," He scowled slightly, obviously irritated, "Then I found her, and thought I'd bring her here."
"Are you getting soft, Hiei?" Kurama teased.
Hiei shot the redhead a murderous glare. "Hn, it's not everyday you see a stupid ningen in Makai."
Kurama only smiled and nodded. Hiei was always captivated by the fox's smiles. There were times when he thought Kurama's best smiles were only for him, but he always shooed those thoughts away. He smiles at everyone, damn it...
He flitted to the window, which was always open, and stood there.
"I'll be back when she wakes up."
Then he was gone, the drapes fluttering from his fast movement. And he didn't look back, and didn't see the pair of emerald eyes that stared after him, even when he wasn't there anymore.
She could barely feel the youngest one's spirit. It was very weak, pulsing slowly. She didn't know who did it, but she was in trouble. The others had gathered. They knew about it too. It had been a long time since they were together. They had separated ever since that day...
But those days were past. They were free. The danger was gone.
Wasn't it?
[ They were coming for her. Who? She didn't know. Them. They were gathering and would soon find her. She needed to wake up. She had to get up to...run? Would she run? She couldn't think. She was too weak. They were coming. Are they going to hurt her? Who are they? Why can't she remember? There was something she had to do. What was it? Did it involve them? She knew something. Something important...something to be feared...What was it?! ]
Hiei didn't like what he was feeling. It was like warmth inside him, different from his fire. It confused him. Yet the warmth was familiar. Compassion? But how could that be? The only person he cared for was Yukina, and he would never be able to openly express his feeling to her.
Was it love? Love. Where did that come from? He was the Forbidden Child. He would never know true love. And he never expected to either.
So why did he yearn for it now?
Growling, Hiei bound for the temple. Seeing the bright smile on Yukina's face always made him forget such nonsense.
To his annoyance, Kuwahara was there. Scowling as he stood on the tree branch outside, Hiei's mood darkened. Kuwahara was a perfect example why he didn't need love. He did not want to become like that blundering fool. He did not want to become weak. How could Yukina fall for such an act?
Because she was innocent, while he was tainted. She knew it was hard to survive in Makai, and perhaps in Ningenkai, but she didn't know like he did. She knew nothing of the dangers of battle.
And Hiei would keep it that way.
~ Silver Fox ~