*Okay, now, originally, this was going to be like three different
chapters, but they were so short that I decided to combine them and make
them one! Enjoy, and please remember, I love reviews from my readers!
Please review, kay? Love ya! ~Zain~*
While Morgan was getting ready to leave, two more hunters were already up and about, roaming the streets. Zain and Zoie Sphynx were two sixteen-year- old demon slayers. Each had a pair of sparkling dark violet eyes and waist long black hair that they wore down and straight with two strands in front that were hanging in decorative bands at the end. They almost invariably wore black tank tops and black leather pants. Around their necks they wore two matching ankhs which, with the right incantation, would revert the twins back to their true forms.
You see, the twins were not normal human beings. In fact, they were barely human at all. One third pure Kagomi demon, one third Cat and one third Human, the twins are reincarnated every three generations to rid the world of the worst of the demon population along with their older sister, Reidina.
This particular night, Zoie and Zain had gone their separate ways to take care of some business. Zain, the younger and more level headed and trusting of the twins, had been tipped off about a demon who had killed an entire human family and what hot on his trail. Zoie in the meantime was looking up information on an ancient Kagomi vampire that had been well known to them in the mid-nineteen eighties and nineties.
Zain saw a shadow move in the corner of her eye. Right away she sensed a non-human energy and begin to chase after it, using the compass that her lover in a past life had left for her to find when reincarnated. Her chase led her into a dark alleyway, where a level three demon-the lowest level a full blood demon can be-stood glaring at her in the night. Its hair was composed of glowing red light that resembled fire. On its wrists, Zain noted, were the marks of a demon who worked as an assassin for the elite and strongest demons-the Kagomi.
Zain drew out her double swords and stood en guard, ready to fight the demon if it was her man.
Zain: Who are you, demon?
Demon: Fuck you! I'm not tellin' you shit, little girl!
Zain's eye twitched. She hated being referred to as a child.
Zain: You guys always have to make my job as painful as possible, don't you?
In a flash, Zain had dropped one of her swords, run behind the demon, and was currently holding her other weapon to his throat.
Zain: Now, then. Where were we?
Demon: You think you're tough, little girl? You think that sword can kill me? Why don't you put your toys away...? If you do, I'll let you live. How does that sound?
Zain narrowed her eyes and shoved the tip of the sword into the demon's neck. She spoke to it through gritted teeth.
Zain: Toys?
A drop of black blood fell from the small cut in the demon's neck.
Demon: Oh, that wasn't very smart, my lovely little friend...
For a moment nothing happened, and Zain knew that she had the upper hand. She laughed to herself and prepared to cut the demon's head off.
Just as she began to slide her sword along the demon's throat, it raised its pale hand and gripped her wrist, forcing her to drop her weapon. Zain yelped in pain as she was thrown over the shoulder of the demon, landing with a thud on her back. She tried to spring to her feet, but the demon dug one of his high-heeled leather boots into her diaphragm, forcing the air out of her lungs.
Demon: And now, my pretty little demon slayer, you will die.
Zain struggled to free herself, but she was losing consciousness too quickly. Everything around her began to fade, and in what she believed to be her last living moments, the pressure on her chest ended and she relaxed, waiting for death to take her.
Man: Why the hell are you just lying there!
Zain heard a loud thud, and then boxes falling. She slowly opened one eye and saw a man fighting the demon. The man was tall with black hair and very startling eyes. Even through the dim light, Zain could see that the man's skin was very pale and seemed to reflect light. She muttered to herself.
Zain: Vampire?
The tall man threw an exasperated glance her way before throwing the demon into a wall.
Man: Well? Get up, you idiot, and get outta here! Fuckin' schoolgirls, man!
Zain glared at him and jumped to her feet. Looking around, she located the sword nearest to her and picked it up. She rushed at the demon, cutting him in half from behind. The two halves of the demon squirmed as they were drained of blood. Finally, they were empty and turned to dust. Zain and the stranger were both spattered in the black liquid and ashes clung to them, but one could hardly tell, since they were both wearing all black.
Zain looked coldly at the man, as if insulting him with her eyes. He had lit a cigarette and was looking calmly back at her. For the first time, she noticed the cuts all over his bare chest and face. Slowly, each one of these disappeared.
Zain: So... you are a vampire, aren't you...?
Man: Nope.
Zain: Well then what are you? What's your name? Why did you try to help me?
Man: I didn't. You were trying to kill my victim and were in the way. Thanks for killing him, by the way, 'cause now I'm out fort thousand dollars.
The man's face became cold as he scanned Zain from top to bottom.
Zain: What the hell are you looking at, man? Either you tell me who and what you are or I'll kill you next.
The man laughed-slowly at first, but with gathering mirth.
Zain: What are you laughing at? STOP LAUGHING AT ME!
Man: Do you honestly think you could kill me, little one? How old are you... fifteen, sixteen? Still a baby...
Zain twitched again, but she knew that this guy was right. He was much too powerful for her to kill on her own.
Zain: You know, I really hate being called a child.
Man: I know.
Zain: Oh, really?
Man: Mhm. I know a lot of things.
He smiled at her.
Zain: Like what?
Zain was beginning to get irritated, but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to leave the company of the strange man.
Man: Hm.... I know that you are a demon slayer. I know that your name is Zain Sphynx and you have a twin sister, Zodiac. Oh, or is Zoie?
Zain stared in disbelief.
Zain: How...?
Man: How do I know that you are drawn to me? How do I know that you have been reincarnated in the past?
He took a few steps towards Zain, until he was towering over her. Zain felt a chill go down her back.
Man: Is that what you wanted to know?
Zain couldn't speak. She couldn't stand to be so close to this man, but at the same time, wanted to wrap her arms around his waist and lay her head on his chest.
Man: My name is Morgan, Mon Cher...
He leaned in and kissed her softly on her hand. Zain just stared at him in a stupor, as if the energy was being drained from her body.
Morgan turned away and walked out of the alley.
Morgan: You really should get back to that sister of yours, Love. I am sure she's worried by now.
Zain blinked her eyes a few times. By the time they refocused on the entrance to the alley, Morgan was gone. She looked around, as if she didn't really believe that he had been there at all. She wasn't even sure the demon had been real until she looked down at her soiled clothing.
With a long sigh, she left the alley and began the walk back home. Every now and then she would hear a noise and turn around quickly, half expecting it to be Morgan again. Finally, she was at the door of the three story house that she and her sister had shared through several lifetimes. She took the key out of her pocket, slid it into the lock, and entered the dark building.
Zain: Zo? Zoie, are you here?
There was no answer. She walked over to a small lamp and turned it on. Everything was just as it had been when she had gone out that evening. Her three cats ran up and began to claw at her scuffed up leather pants, whining and purring at the same time.
Zain smiled at the happy lot and bent down to pet them. They gratefully began to climb her, pushing each other out of the way to get more attention.
Zain: Alright, yes, you're hungry! I know. Let's go get some food, kitties.
She walked into an average-looking kitchen and went over to one of the black cupboards. She opened it and took out three cans of cat food. In another drawer, she found a can opener. As she opened the first can, the three cats began to whine again, scratching at the lower cabinets.
Zain: Yeah, you smell that, don't you ^^
She opened the other two cans and put the contents of all of them on three fancy little platters that were set up on a very small table in the corner of the kitchen. The cats crowded around the table and began to eat. Zain frowned at them.
Zain: Now, now, then. Where are your manners?
The three cats looked up at her and meowed in thanks. Zain smiled approvingly.
Zain: You're very welcome, darlings. Now, Mummy's gonna go read in her room, so keep an eye out for Zoie, okay?
The three cats meowed again and continued to eat their kitty food.
In the meantime, Zain walked up the first flight of stairs to her bedroom on the second floor of the house. During most of their lifetimes, Zoie and Zain had shared this room, but since the spirit detective, Yusuke Urameshi, and his friends from that realm-Botan, who guides the dead into the next realm, and Hiei and Kurama, two demons-had not been in contact with them yet in this lifetime, it was just the two girls and the cats in the immense house.
She opened the door and flicked on another light switch. Instead of regular lighting, Zain's room was an aesthetically pleasing combination of candles, black lights, and incense. Her walls were covered in Japanese wall scrolls, glowing stars, and photographs of places she had been throughout her lifetimes. There were sketches that she had drawn in pencil strewn across her desk and half-open drawers of clothing. Her stereo was on and had been playing her favorite soundtrack on repeat all day. This stereo was a rare find, since it was a 2001-model cd player, and the current year was 2210. She had a very extensive selection of cds for this player, including her very favorite: the Queen of the Damned soundtrack.
She had been a very big fan of vampire stories and movies back the, especially since she was a demon hunter. Unfortunately, she had developed a strong love for the stories she heard about a vampire called Korin. She had confronted him for one brief moment when he was weak and injured, and still could not bring herself to kill the monster. She had always suspected that he was truly good underneath everything. Her sister, on the other hand, had never believed in Korin. It had taken three lifetimes and a very low number of demons for her sister to finally take a serious look into the ruthless vampire's existence.
She hummed along with number eight as she lit her incense and candles. When she was done, she stripped down and put on a pair of black silk pajamas. She fell back onto her immense canopy bed consisting entirely of black velvet and silk and pick up a book from under her right corner pillow and began to read. After a while, she fell asleep, dreaming of Morgan.
Around one in the morning, Zoie Sphynx came creeping into the house, checking it thoroughly to make sure everything was in order with her sword drawn. She got to the second floor and checked her sister's room first.
Zoie was always extremely protective of her sister. Where her sister was the brains of the outfit, Zoie was definitely the better fighter. She trained hard every day before and after school, sparring with her sister, practicing different forms of martial arts, weight lifting, swimming and running to keep in perfect shape.
When she entered the room, she saw that Zain was fast asleep, looking like a little angel in her bed. She walked over to her, to pull the blanket up over her shoulders, when she saw the upset expression on her sister's face.
Zoie: Zain? Zain, hun, what's wrong?
Zoie shook her sister gently until she woke up with a gasp.
Zain: Morgan?
Zoie: Morgan? Who's Morgan?
Zain looked over at her sister with the same worried expression playing in her eyes. She was breathing loudly.
Zoie: What's wrong?
Zain was hesitant to answer.
Zain: ...Nothing... It was just a dream... just a dream...
Zoie: Don't lie to me. Something happened tonight, and you're gonna tell me what.
Zain: Oh, really? Why should I have to tell you anything?
Zoie: Hm... Because I could kick your ass.
Zain: Okay, okay. You win. I... met this guy tonight.
Zain paused, looking down at her sheets. Zoie sighed.
Zoie: And?
Zain: Well... I was fighting that demon... You know, the one who had killed Benjamin and his daughter, Italy?
Zoie: Yeah, I know him.
Zain: Well, he's dead, now. But anyways, back to my story. I was fighting that demon and... well...
Zoie: Keep going.
Zain: Well, he knocked me down and I almost passed out from lack of oxygen.
Zoie: ZAIN SPHYNX, THAT'S THE LAST TIME YOU GO OUT SLAYING ALONE!!!
Zain: Are you going to let me finish?
Zoie looked poutily at Zain.
Zoie: But you could have been killed...
Zain: And I would have been, too-
Zoie: WHAT!!!???
Zain: ... if it hadn't been for Morgan...
There was a moment of silence. Zain was looking very sadly at her bed while Zoie looked compassionately at her sister.
Zain: Anyways, he saved me and I killed the demon. At first, Morgan was a real bastard... but then...
She sighed.
Zain: And then he kept telling me stuff about myself. He knew my name, he knew you... he knows that we're the reincarnated versions of ourselves. Then he got close... Then he kissed my hand. I felt like all the energy in my body was leaving me in that split second. The next thing I knew, Morgan was gone, and I was on my way home.
Zain lifted her eyes to meet her sister's steady gaze.
Zain: I want to find him, Zoie... He did save my life.
Zoie: Yeah, and drained half your energy away, Sis. Zain: Who says it was him, though?
Zoie: Well, let's see. He kisses you and all the sudden you're all weak? Don't be blind, Zain.
Zain: I'm not...
Zoie: Man, you have the worst taste in men, Sis!
The phone began to ring.
Zain, Zoie: I'LL GET IT!!!
Zoie got to phone first and picked it up, panting.
Zoie: H-hello?
Zain quietly listened, wondering who in the right mind would be calling at close to two in the morning.
Zoie: ...Hiei? HIIIIEEEEEEEEEIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!! Oh my gosh, I love you so much, I've been waiting for you for years! Where are you guys? .... Yeah, okay. I love you... I'll see you in a couple minutes, then. Bye!
Zoie hung up the phone, beaming. She had met Hiei in her first lifetime, when the twins, their sister Reidina, Hiei and Kurama, Yusuke, Keiko (a friend and ex-girlfriend of Yusuke's), Botan, and Kuwabara had all shared this very house for an experiment. They had fallen very deeply in love, and since Yusuke, Kurama, and Hiei could not die, they had vowed to find the twins each time they were reincarnated. Zain had had a brief and satisfying love affair with Yusuke in their second lifetime and had been very close friends with Kuwabara.
Zoie: They've come for us! I get to see Hiei again!
Zoie squealed and fell back on the blankets next to Zain.
Zoie: Hey, you get to see Yusuke tonight. I bet that'll be exciting, ne?
Zain: Yeah...
Zoie sat up. She now wore the worried expression.
Zoie: Don't you still love him?
Zain: ...I don't know, Sis. I don't think that the two of us were soul mates like you and Hiei... just good lovers.
Zoie: But what if he still loves you?
Zain: I don't know. I just don't know anything now.
Zoie: It's that guy, isn't it?
Zain: Yeah.
Zoie didn't say anything. She just sighed and stood up.
Zoie: I have to go clean up before they get here.
Zain: Okay. Zain smiled at her sister and watched her walk out of the room.
While Morgan was getting ready to leave, two more hunters were already up and about, roaming the streets. Zain and Zoie Sphynx were two sixteen-year- old demon slayers. Each had a pair of sparkling dark violet eyes and waist long black hair that they wore down and straight with two strands in front that were hanging in decorative bands at the end. They almost invariably wore black tank tops and black leather pants. Around their necks they wore two matching ankhs which, with the right incantation, would revert the twins back to their true forms.
You see, the twins were not normal human beings. In fact, they were barely human at all. One third pure Kagomi demon, one third Cat and one third Human, the twins are reincarnated every three generations to rid the world of the worst of the demon population along with their older sister, Reidina.
This particular night, Zoie and Zain had gone their separate ways to take care of some business. Zain, the younger and more level headed and trusting of the twins, had been tipped off about a demon who had killed an entire human family and what hot on his trail. Zoie in the meantime was looking up information on an ancient Kagomi vampire that had been well known to them in the mid-nineteen eighties and nineties.
Zain saw a shadow move in the corner of her eye. Right away she sensed a non-human energy and begin to chase after it, using the compass that her lover in a past life had left for her to find when reincarnated. Her chase led her into a dark alleyway, where a level three demon-the lowest level a full blood demon can be-stood glaring at her in the night. Its hair was composed of glowing red light that resembled fire. On its wrists, Zain noted, were the marks of a demon who worked as an assassin for the elite and strongest demons-the Kagomi.
Zain drew out her double swords and stood en guard, ready to fight the demon if it was her man.
Zain: Who are you, demon?
Demon: Fuck you! I'm not tellin' you shit, little girl!
Zain's eye twitched. She hated being referred to as a child.
Zain: You guys always have to make my job as painful as possible, don't you?
In a flash, Zain had dropped one of her swords, run behind the demon, and was currently holding her other weapon to his throat.
Zain: Now, then. Where were we?
Demon: You think you're tough, little girl? You think that sword can kill me? Why don't you put your toys away...? If you do, I'll let you live. How does that sound?
Zain narrowed her eyes and shoved the tip of the sword into the demon's neck. She spoke to it through gritted teeth.
Zain: Toys?
A drop of black blood fell from the small cut in the demon's neck.
Demon: Oh, that wasn't very smart, my lovely little friend...
For a moment nothing happened, and Zain knew that she had the upper hand. She laughed to herself and prepared to cut the demon's head off.
Just as she began to slide her sword along the demon's throat, it raised its pale hand and gripped her wrist, forcing her to drop her weapon. Zain yelped in pain as she was thrown over the shoulder of the demon, landing with a thud on her back. She tried to spring to her feet, but the demon dug one of his high-heeled leather boots into her diaphragm, forcing the air out of her lungs.
Demon: And now, my pretty little demon slayer, you will die.
Zain struggled to free herself, but she was losing consciousness too quickly. Everything around her began to fade, and in what she believed to be her last living moments, the pressure on her chest ended and she relaxed, waiting for death to take her.
Man: Why the hell are you just lying there!
Zain heard a loud thud, and then boxes falling. She slowly opened one eye and saw a man fighting the demon. The man was tall with black hair and very startling eyes. Even through the dim light, Zain could see that the man's skin was very pale and seemed to reflect light. She muttered to herself.
Zain: Vampire?
The tall man threw an exasperated glance her way before throwing the demon into a wall.
Man: Well? Get up, you idiot, and get outta here! Fuckin' schoolgirls, man!
Zain glared at him and jumped to her feet. Looking around, she located the sword nearest to her and picked it up. She rushed at the demon, cutting him in half from behind. The two halves of the demon squirmed as they were drained of blood. Finally, they were empty and turned to dust. Zain and the stranger were both spattered in the black liquid and ashes clung to them, but one could hardly tell, since they were both wearing all black.
Zain looked coldly at the man, as if insulting him with her eyes. He had lit a cigarette and was looking calmly back at her. For the first time, she noticed the cuts all over his bare chest and face. Slowly, each one of these disappeared.
Zain: So... you are a vampire, aren't you...?
Man: Nope.
Zain: Well then what are you? What's your name? Why did you try to help me?
Man: I didn't. You were trying to kill my victim and were in the way. Thanks for killing him, by the way, 'cause now I'm out fort thousand dollars.
The man's face became cold as he scanned Zain from top to bottom.
Zain: What the hell are you looking at, man? Either you tell me who and what you are or I'll kill you next.
The man laughed-slowly at first, but with gathering mirth.
Zain: What are you laughing at? STOP LAUGHING AT ME!
Man: Do you honestly think you could kill me, little one? How old are you... fifteen, sixteen? Still a baby...
Zain twitched again, but she knew that this guy was right. He was much too powerful for her to kill on her own.
Zain: You know, I really hate being called a child.
Man: I know.
Zain: Oh, really?
Man: Mhm. I know a lot of things.
He smiled at her.
Zain: Like what?
Zain was beginning to get irritated, but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to leave the company of the strange man.
Man: Hm.... I know that you are a demon slayer. I know that your name is Zain Sphynx and you have a twin sister, Zodiac. Oh, or is Zoie?
Zain stared in disbelief.
Zain: How...?
Man: How do I know that you are drawn to me? How do I know that you have been reincarnated in the past?
He took a few steps towards Zain, until he was towering over her. Zain felt a chill go down her back.
Man: Is that what you wanted to know?
Zain couldn't speak. She couldn't stand to be so close to this man, but at the same time, wanted to wrap her arms around his waist and lay her head on his chest.
Man: My name is Morgan, Mon Cher...
He leaned in and kissed her softly on her hand. Zain just stared at him in a stupor, as if the energy was being drained from her body.
Morgan turned away and walked out of the alley.
Morgan: You really should get back to that sister of yours, Love. I am sure she's worried by now.
Zain blinked her eyes a few times. By the time they refocused on the entrance to the alley, Morgan was gone. She looked around, as if she didn't really believe that he had been there at all. She wasn't even sure the demon had been real until she looked down at her soiled clothing.
With a long sigh, she left the alley and began the walk back home. Every now and then she would hear a noise and turn around quickly, half expecting it to be Morgan again. Finally, she was at the door of the three story house that she and her sister had shared through several lifetimes. She took the key out of her pocket, slid it into the lock, and entered the dark building.
Zain: Zo? Zoie, are you here?
There was no answer. She walked over to a small lamp and turned it on. Everything was just as it had been when she had gone out that evening. Her three cats ran up and began to claw at her scuffed up leather pants, whining and purring at the same time.
Zain smiled at the happy lot and bent down to pet them. They gratefully began to climb her, pushing each other out of the way to get more attention.
Zain: Alright, yes, you're hungry! I know. Let's go get some food, kitties.
She walked into an average-looking kitchen and went over to one of the black cupboards. She opened it and took out three cans of cat food. In another drawer, she found a can opener. As she opened the first can, the three cats began to whine again, scratching at the lower cabinets.
Zain: Yeah, you smell that, don't you ^^
She opened the other two cans and put the contents of all of them on three fancy little platters that were set up on a very small table in the corner of the kitchen. The cats crowded around the table and began to eat. Zain frowned at them.
Zain: Now, now, then. Where are your manners?
The three cats looked up at her and meowed in thanks. Zain smiled approvingly.
Zain: You're very welcome, darlings. Now, Mummy's gonna go read in her room, so keep an eye out for Zoie, okay?
The three cats meowed again and continued to eat their kitty food.
In the meantime, Zain walked up the first flight of stairs to her bedroom on the second floor of the house. During most of their lifetimes, Zoie and Zain had shared this room, but since the spirit detective, Yusuke Urameshi, and his friends from that realm-Botan, who guides the dead into the next realm, and Hiei and Kurama, two demons-had not been in contact with them yet in this lifetime, it was just the two girls and the cats in the immense house.
She opened the door and flicked on another light switch. Instead of regular lighting, Zain's room was an aesthetically pleasing combination of candles, black lights, and incense. Her walls were covered in Japanese wall scrolls, glowing stars, and photographs of places she had been throughout her lifetimes. There were sketches that she had drawn in pencil strewn across her desk and half-open drawers of clothing. Her stereo was on and had been playing her favorite soundtrack on repeat all day. This stereo was a rare find, since it was a 2001-model cd player, and the current year was 2210. She had a very extensive selection of cds for this player, including her very favorite: the Queen of the Damned soundtrack.
She had been a very big fan of vampire stories and movies back the, especially since she was a demon hunter. Unfortunately, she had developed a strong love for the stories she heard about a vampire called Korin. She had confronted him for one brief moment when he was weak and injured, and still could not bring herself to kill the monster. She had always suspected that he was truly good underneath everything. Her sister, on the other hand, had never believed in Korin. It had taken three lifetimes and a very low number of demons for her sister to finally take a serious look into the ruthless vampire's existence.
She hummed along with number eight as she lit her incense and candles. When she was done, she stripped down and put on a pair of black silk pajamas. She fell back onto her immense canopy bed consisting entirely of black velvet and silk and pick up a book from under her right corner pillow and began to read. After a while, she fell asleep, dreaming of Morgan.
Around one in the morning, Zoie Sphynx came creeping into the house, checking it thoroughly to make sure everything was in order with her sword drawn. She got to the second floor and checked her sister's room first.
Zoie was always extremely protective of her sister. Where her sister was the brains of the outfit, Zoie was definitely the better fighter. She trained hard every day before and after school, sparring with her sister, practicing different forms of martial arts, weight lifting, swimming and running to keep in perfect shape.
When she entered the room, she saw that Zain was fast asleep, looking like a little angel in her bed. She walked over to her, to pull the blanket up over her shoulders, when she saw the upset expression on her sister's face.
Zoie: Zain? Zain, hun, what's wrong?
Zoie shook her sister gently until she woke up with a gasp.
Zain: Morgan?
Zoie: Morgan? Who's Morgan?
Zain looked over at her sister with the same worried expression playing in her eyes. She was breathing loudly.
Zoie: What's wrong?
Zain was hesitant to answer.
Zain: ...Nothing... It was just a dream... just a dream...
Zoie: Don't lie to me. Something happened tonight, and you're gonna tell me what.
Zain: Oh, really? Why should I have to tell you anything?
Zoie: Hm... Because I could kick your ass.
Zain: Okay, okay. You win. I... met this guy tonight.
Zain paused, looking down at her sheets. Zoie sighed.
Zoie: And?
Zain: Well... I was fighting that demon... You know, the one who had killed Benjamin and his daughter, Italy?
Zoie: Yeah, I know him.
Zain: Well, he's dead, now. But anyways, back to my story. I was fighting that demon and... well...
Zoie: Keep going.
Zain: Well, he knocked me down and I almost passed out from lack of oxygen.
Zoie: ZAIN SPHYNX, THAT'S THE LAST TIME YOU GO OUT SLAYING ALONE!!!
Zain: Are you going to let me finish?
Zoie looked poutily at Zain.
Zoie: But you could have been killed...
Zain: And I would have been, too-
Zoie: WHAT!!!???
Zain: ... if it hadn't been for Morgan...
There was a moment of silence. Zain was looking very sadly at her bed while Zoie looked compassionately at her sister.
Zain: Anyways, he saved me and I killed the demon. At first, Morgan was a real bastard... but then...
She sighed.
Zain: And then he kept telling me stuff about myself. He knew my name, he knew you... he knows that we're the reincarnated versions of ourselves. Then he got close... Then he kissed my hand. I felt like all the energy in my body was leaving me in that split second. The next thing I knew, Morgan was gone, and I was on my way home.
Zain lifted her eyes to meet her sister's steady gaze.
Zain: I want to find him, Zoie... He did save my life.
Zoie: Yeah, and drained half your energy away, Sis. Zain: Who says it was him, though?
Zoie: Well, let's see. He kisses you and all the sudden you're all weak? Don't be blind, Zain.
Zain: I'm not...
Zoie: Man, you have the worst taste in men, Sis!
The phone began to ring.
Zain, Zoie: I'LL GET IT!!!
Zoie got to phone first and picked it up, panting.
Zoie: H-hello?
Zain quietly listened, wondering who in the right mind would be calling at close to two in the morning.
Zoie: ...Hiei? HIIIIEEEEEEEEEIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!! Oh my gosh, I love you so much, I've been waiting for you for years! Where are you guys? .... Yeah, okay. I love you... I'll see you in a couple minutes, then. Bye!
Zoie hung up the phone, beaming. She had met Hiei in her first lifetime, when the twins, their sister Reidina, Hiei and Kurama, Yusuke, Keiko (a friend and ex-girlfriend of Yusuke's), Botan, and Kuwabara had all shared this very house for an experiment. They had fallen very deeply in love, and since Yusuke, Kurama, and Hiei could not die, they had vowed to find the twins each time they were reincarnated. Zain had had a brief and satisfying love affair with Yusuke in their second lifetime and had been very close friends with Kuwabara.
Zoie: They've come for us! I get to see Hiei again!
Zoie squealed and fell back on the blankets next to Zain.
Zoie: Hey, you get to see Yusuke tonight. I bet that'll be exciting, ne?
Zain: Yeah...
Zoie sat up. She now wore the worried expression.
Zoie: Don't you still love him?
Zain: ...I don't know, Sis. I don't think that the two of us were soul mates like you and Hiei... just good lovers.
Zoie: But what if he still loves you?
Zain: I don't know. I just don't know anything now.
Zoie: It's that guy, isn't it?
Zain: Yeah.
Zoie didn't say anything. She just sighed and stood up.
Zoie: I have to go clean up before they get here.
Zain: Okay. Zain smiled at her sister and watched her walk out of the room.