DISCLAIMERS- Let me make a list of things I don't own my self esteem is far to high. Yu Yu Hakusho, Hiei, Yukina, Kuwabara, Billy Idol, White Wedding, a car, a brand new computer, a pair of AIR Force 1's, a dog but hey the fics mine and so is the toothbrush
RATING- G
TITLE- The letter
Yukina has just finished writing another letter, she folds the letter letting her delicate finger run along it's frayed edge. Miles away Hiei is sitting on the stone steps of Muroku's strongold he is reading a letter written on an parchment with rough and jagged edges. The envelope Is resting violated and torn at his dusty blue black boot. His barely visible smile is slowly replaced by a scowl as his eye slowly scan and rescan the text. He flits off. The sky begins to darken.
Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who's the only one
Hey little sister who's your superman
Hey little sister who's the one you want
Hey little sister shot gun!
It's a nice day to start again
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
The black ominous cloulds bulge out at the seams begging for release. The rain is unleashed the blinding lightening walk hand in hand with the deafing thunder. Yukina is curled up in Kuwabara's lap quitely sleeping. They are sitting in the only chair in their quaint room. The chair is barely big enough to fit Kuwabara comfortable in it the arm rest is tattered and torn from many nights of cuddling. His strong arms are around her small frame his chin rest gentle a top her head soft blue hair tickle his nose and cheeks. A thin faded blanket covers them his bare arms and legs are showing. A small framed picture of Hiei on a table near the chair his stern experssion over seeing all. Kuwabara carefully reaches over and gentle tips the frame down
Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who's the only one
I've been away for so long (so long)
I've been away for so long (so long)
I let you go for so long
It's a nice day to start again (come on)
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
(pick it up)
The door swings open violently, in the arch way, stands a dark figure dressed in all black. His crimson eyes and snow white scarf and starburst luminaused in the dim light. The lightening flashed behind him giving brightness to his dark expression. His eyes widen and his hand slides under his rain clogged cloak he unsheathes his katan menacingly dashes toward Kuwabara. The howling wind whips through the house and slams the door shut. Hiei stands beside Kuwabara his katana point directly at the larger man's temple. Claws peirce flesh bright blood runs down the unsteady hand weilding the might sword.
Take me back home
There is nothin' fair in this world
There is nothin' safe in this world
And there's nothin' sure in this world
And there's nothin' pure in this world
Look for something left in this world
Start again
Come on
Yukina's eyes flutter open she sits up and pulls the blanket tightly around her. She glares at Hiei he slowly but reluctatly lower his katana. He walks to the only bedroom and snatches up a blanket he throws it at the coulpe pegging the red haired in the face. Hiei sits cross legged in fornt of the on the floor weapon in his lap staring. Yukina carefully wraps herself in the thin blanket and covers the still stunned Kuwabara in the blanket recently provided by Hiei. Yukina walks over to Hiei who is brewing she knees in front of him and trys to reach for his hand. He pulls away he stare deep in to her eyes long for something he had lost many many years ago, innocence. Her ruby eyes glissten in their unchanged purity. Her innocence still remains. The storm breaks. Both he and the sun smile though the gently falling rain. Both sister and brother look towards the heaven seaching for the rainbow.
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again
RATING- G
TITLE- The letter
Yukina has just finished writing another letter, she folds the letter letting her delicate finger run along it's frayed edge. Miles away Hiei is sitting on the stone steps of Muroku's strongold he is reading a letter written on an parchment with rough and jagged edges. The envelope Is resting violated and torn at his dusty blue black boot. His barely visible smile is slowly replaced by a scowl as his eye slowly scan and rescan the text. He flits off. The sky begins to darken.
Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who's the only one
Hey little sister who's your superman
Hey little sister who's the one you want
Hey little sister shot gun!
It's a nice day to start again
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
The black ominous cloulds bulge out at the seams begging for release. The rain is unleashed the blinding lightening walk hand in hand with the deafing thunder. Yukina is curled up in Kuwabara's lap quitely sleeping. They are sitting in the only chair in their quaint room. The chair is barely big enough to fit Kuwabara comfortable in it the arm rest is tattered and torn from many nights of cuddling. His strong arms are around her small frame his chin rest gentle a top her head soft blue hair tickle his nose and cheeks. A thin faded blanket covers them his bare arms and legs are showing. A small framed picture of Hiei on a table near the chair his stern experssion over seeing all. Kuwabara carefully reaches over and gentle tips the frame down
Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who's the only one
I've been away for so long (so long)
I've been away for so long (so long)
I let you go for so long
It's a nice day to start again (come on)
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
(pick it up)
The door swings open violently, in the arch way, stands a dark figure dressed in all black. His crimson eyes and snow white scarf and starburst luminaused in the dim light. The lightening flashed behind him giving brightness to his dark expression. His eyes widen and his hand slides under his rain clogged cloak he unsheathes his katan menacingly dashes toward Kuwabara. The howling wind whips through the house and slams the door shut. Hiei stands beside Kuwabara his katana point directly at the larger man's temple. Claws peirce flesh bright blood runs down the unsteady hand weilding the might sword.
Take me back home
There is nothin' fair in this world
There is nothin' safe in this world
And there's nothin' sure in this world
And there's nothin' pure in this world
Look for something left in this world
Start again
Come on
Yukina's eyes flutter open she sits up and pulls the blanket tightly around her. She glares at Hiei he slowly but reluctatly lower his katana. He walks to the only bedroom and snatches up a blanket he throws it at the coulpe pegging the red haired in the face. Hiei sits cross legged in fornt of the on the floor weapon in his lap staring. Yukina carefully wraps herself in the thin blanket and covers the still stunned Kuwabara in the blanket recently provided by Hiei. Yukina walks over to Hiei who is brewing she knees in front of him and trys to reach for his hand. He pulls away he stare deep in to her eyes long for something he had lost many many years ago, innocence. Her ruby eyes glissten in their unchanged purity. Her innocence still remains. The storm breaks. Both he and the sun smile though the gently falling rain. Both sister and brother look towards the heaven seaching for the rainbow.
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again