I had a lovely time in Las Vegas, if any of you were wondering. But you're probably not interested in that...
God, it seems like I've been gone forever, I had 35 reviews to read, which was very exhausting, but SO MUCH FUN!!! Except for the one mysterious person who told me that Bronwyn was an annoying mary-sue *makes pouty face* That one kind of brought my spirits down, but that's not the point.
I've been wondering this ever since I started this story and would love it if you would please tell me...
Do any of you (Besides that one person, I already know your opinion) that Bronwyn is a mary-sue? Because I read that story "What is she?" About mary-sues and she really didn't match any of the characteristics because 1. She's NEVER known any of the characters or is related to them in any way, 2. She's not stunningly beautiful (But not ugly either), and 3. She's not anywhere CLOSE to being as strong as any of the members on the team. So there.
ANOTHER POINT I'D LIKE TO ADDRESS is my requests for a very detailed kissing scene. Now, I've never kissed a boy before, so I really don't know what it feels like, but I tried my best (As you will see in this chapter, hehehe), but anyway, the first kiss isn't really supposed to be detailed, it's more of a....*surprise*
I probably got you really interested with that comment, didn't I?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of the characters. I do own Bronwyn and Zink and his servants.
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*Friday*
Today's the day.
My hands are shaking. I feel like I'm going to throw up. But there's nothing I can do about it.
Okay, so I'm still a little ticked at him for yesterday, but I get over those things quickly.
He's rescued me twice, saved my life once, and what do I do? I kill him. Life's fair, isn't it?
It's out of my hands. I have to do this. There's no other choice...is there?
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I want it to gleam...
Bronwyn ran the damp washcloth over her knife, ridding it off all smudges. When she was satisfied with her cleaning job, she held it up, letting the sun bounce off its surface.
It'll be covered in blood soon...oh god....
A knock at the bedroom door caused Bronwyn to snap out of her thoughts. "Uh, come in!!" She whispered nervously, hastily stuffing the knife in her pocket.
The door opened slowly, and Kurama walked in, followed by Hiei.
"I'd...we'd..." Kurama started, gesturing to Hiei, "Would like to apologize for last night."
Hiei looked away, wondering why he'd had to come. Kurama could of apologized for both of us on his own...
Kurama nudged Hiei gently. "Are you going to say anything?"
"No. I don't need to apologize."
"Hiei..." Kurama started, a warning tone in his voice.
"It's fine. I'm already over it." Bronwyn interrupted him briskly.
"Well, okay, I guess that was it." Kurama said as he and Hiei started out the door.
Now or never...
"Wait!" Bronwyn screamed, causing both of them to turn back around. "Uh...Hiei, could I...talk to you for a moment? Alone?" She stammered, clearly nervous.
Hiei and Kurama shared confused glances, but then Kurama nodded, and left, closing the door behind him softly.
"What do you want?" Hiei smirked, moving over to the window.
"Well...I...uh..." Stop trying to start a conversation and just do it!!
"What?" He asked again, more eager though.
"Nothing really, it's just..." She looked up from the floor, where her eyes had been for quite some time, to him, and noticed that his back was facing her as he stared out the window, not really looking at anything in particular.
Okay, now just move forward...he doesn't even notice you....
Pulling her legs up onto the bed, she crawled slowly over to the end, moving her hand back to her pocket.
"You're wasting my time. What do you want?" Hiei was starting to get irritated.
"Just...give me a minute." She whispered, finally grasping the handle of the knife. Pulling it out slowly, she tried to not make too much noise. Her hands were sweating so much that it was difficult to keep a tight hold on.
Okay, now just lean forward, and....
She slowly began to move her arm forward.
Now!!
Hiei suddenly flinched, acting as if he was about to turn around, which caused a low cry of alarm to go off in Bronwyn's head. She backed up abruptly, but the knife accidentally slipped out of her hand, hitting the floor hard.
DAMN!!!
Not really noticing anything else besides her own carelessness, she quickly hopped off the bed and outstretched her hand to grab it.
Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed that another hand was trying to grab the knife also. She looked up slowly to see Hiei's curious face. Her hand gently brushed against his accidentally.
"Sorry." She whispered, pulling her hand back immediately.
Why is he staring at me? Probably wondering why I dropped a gleaming knife on the floor...
Staring back at him curiously, she noticed something for the first time....
His eyes....they're....nice....
Feeling an overwhelming need to look at them better, she leaned closer to him, not even noticing what she was doing....
Meanwhile, Hiei wasn't really clear on what was going on either.
Why is she staring at me? What's wrong?
Back over in Bronwyn's head, she couldn't focus on anything else. The knife wasn't important or even remembered anymore.
They're more than nice...they're....beautiful....deep.....
She wasn't even an inch away from him this time....
Only one thought was resting in her mind. I just want to...feel....
She couldn't control herself any longer. She leaned the rest of the way in and....
Kissed him.
Part of Hiei's mind was screaming angrily at him to back away, but the other part was....actually enjoying it?!?!?
Meanwhile, Bronwyn forgot practically everything in those fifty seconds. That she was an assassin, that today was her deadline, that she was DEFINITELY not supposed to be doing this, that it was insane. She just felt....
Happy. For the first time practically in her entire life, she felt truly happy.
Of course, when she broke away, this feeling was replaced with an angry voice in her head that was screaming...
WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO?!?!?!
And now another voice joined this screaming one, whispering urgently...
Get out of there!! NOW!!!!
"I...I..." She tried, but to no avail, to form a complete sentence, some kind of excuse for what had just happened. It was near impossible, though.
With nothing else to do, she scrounged up the knife from its forgotten resting place, and now blushing deeply, jumped up and exited the room out the door, practically knocking down Kurama, who was leaning against the stair banister.
"I'm leaving, and I probably won't come back." She whispered to Kurama, as she walked hurriedly past him.
"Where are you..." He called after her, trying to find out her destination, but she was already out the front door.
Now curious of what had happened, he entered his bedroom to see Hiei picking himself off of the floor. He noticed something peculiar, though.
"Hiei, are you sick? Your face looks red."
"NO." Hiei growled, looking away.
"Wait a minute....are you....blushing?"
"NO." Hiei propped open the window and jumped to the ground outside before Kurama could ask him anything else.
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I hate my life...
Bronwyn leaned against the large oak tree gently, her arms resting limply on her knees. She let her eyes wander around the large green clearing in front of her. The high noon sun was filtering through the trees, making the blades glow. It was beautiful.
She slowly raised her right hand and moved it to her pocket, pulling her knife out once again. She looked at the sharp silver blade closely, and gazed at her reflection in it, staring back at her, it seemed, angrily.
She frowned, and threw the knife down in disgust, burying her face in her knees, vowing never to look at it again.
But, of course, this vow was short-lived, and after only a few moments, she peeked up curiously again.
She couldn't just discard the knife. It had been a present from Zink to her.
Zink. The name brought so many lectures, threats, and assignments flowing back into her mind. One rule in particular was echoing loudly in her head, in the same smart-alec, know-it-all, voice he always spoke in...
The most important rule in being an assassin is to NEVER develop any sort of feelings for your target.
And she had broken it. It was as simple as that.
She had been an assassin of demons since she was fifteen, and had never broken the rule before. But, of course, her assignments had always been located in the Makai World. Zink knew her great disliking for humans and their world, so he tried to locate her elsewhere.
She had killed more demons in those three years than she could count, and every kill felt exactly the same: No big deal. But this one is different....
Hiei.
He has a nice name.
Why did Zink want him dead in the first place? Oh yeah, now I remember...
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"New assignment? What this time?" Bronwyn snarled angrily after Zink had informed her.
"Hiei, a fire demon."
"May I ask the reason of killing him?"
Zink stared at her like she was insane. "Every demon knows that he's a traitor. He's wanted dead by practically every resident of the Makai World that I know of. If I was the one to kill him, I'd be a hero!!"
"Thinking of your ego, like always." She sighed heavily. "Where is his location?"
Zink's happy expression turned abruptly into a frown. "Well, about that...it's in the human world." He winced.
"Then too bad, because I'm not taking it."
"But you have to take it!"
"NO, I DON'T!! I ALREADY TOLD YOU, I WILL NOT GO THERE AGAIN!!!"
Zink stared at her for another moment, and then a smile crept onto his face. "Fine. You don't have to take it."
"Good..." She whispered happily, even though slightly confused. Zink never gave up that easily.
As he walked away, though, her confusion seemed to evaporate into thin air. She was off to train once again....
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Why didn't I suspect that he had something up his sleeve? Teleporting me there by force like that was just evil....
But anyways, this assignment is completely different. I feel....glad when he's around....I feel....happy....and that's a big deal....
She opened her eyes, which had been closed for some time, again. What has this whole thing gotten me? Nothing. Nothing expect feelings that I have no use for...that I don't want to have any use for....feelings that are going to get me into trouble with Zink.....
She sighed heavily.
I still hate my life.
She suddenly heard a loud rustling behind her. As she jumped up nervously, she picked up her knife once again, thinking it was some kind of animal. But when the creature that was making the noise stumbled out into the clearing, Bronwyn dropped her knife in shock.
"Z..Z...Zink?!?!"
After finishing brushing the leaves and dirt off his cloak, he looked up at her with a half-smile. "I never liked forests." He joked.
Whenever Zink had come to her in her dreams, Bronwyn had never been able to truly see him. He was usually always a black figure, his face always shrouded in the shadows. Now that he was in the sunlight, right in front of her, out in the open, he looked....strange.
When she had first started her job, Bronwyn had always joked about how her boss was a human teenager, even though she clearly knew that he was an ancient demon. He was of medium height, and had a lean figure, covered by a black cloak, one that seemed to remind her of Hiei's, for some reason. His iridescent silver hair was hanging in front of his eyes, and he had to constantly brush the locks out of his view. His face was very young-looking, but what was strange was that he had beautiful deep blue eyes, that gave you chills when you looked into them, but they had absolutely no light, and usually made you feel scared or frightened, not happy or content, like when you looked into someone else's eyes.
Not like when you look into Hiei's eyes....
Zink stared at her expectantly, as if waiting for something, and then glanced around eagerly. Apparently not finding what he was looking for, as you could tell by his disgruntled face, he glanced back at Bronwyn.
"Well?" He asked in that cocky tone she had always hated, "Where is the body?"
This statement brought Bronwyn back to the cold reality that her whole world was about to crash down on top of her.
"Well, about that...." She started cautiously...I have to give up this assignment."
Zink's disgruntled look quickly turned into an angry frown. "And why is that?"
"Well...well...because I just have to give up this assignment, okay??!?" She winced, knowing what was coming next. "So, I guess you'll have to go through with your threat." She dropped the knife on the ground in front of her, and even though her stomach was in knots, she felt content about her choice. It's not like I'm going to die for him, or anything like that. I'll learn to ignore the vision after a while, anyways.
She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the impact of the murder, but to her surprise, nothing was happening. She opened one eye slowly, and glanced at Zink, who was, for some reason unknown to her, smiling.
"You know, I probably would of still followed through on my original threat yesterday, or even this morning. But, as I realized on my way here, I'm expecting you to do this. It is now out of your hands. You WILL be completing this assignment."
Before Bronwyn had time to analyze what Zink had just said, He outstretched his hand, which was holding a small pellet like object.
"What is that?" She whispered nervously, beginning to back away slowly.
"Simple. When I throw this onto the ground in front of you, it will release a sleeping gas that is nearly impossible to resist. So good-night for now."
Bronwyn knew that she should start running, but it felt like her legs were glued to the dirt floor.
Zink launched the pellet swiftly, and the moment it touched the ground, just inches from Bronwyn's feet, it seemed to explode, and a strange violet fog drifted up around her.
She instinctively covered her nose and mouth, but it was already starting to take an effect on her body. She felt considerably weaker in those first few seconds.
"Would you just give in? It would make my life a heck of a lot easier." Zink's irritated voice echoed in her ears loudly.
I...have...to...fight...it...
Bronwyn was running out of breath rapidly, and finally was forced to allow her arm to leave her mouth, gasping for air, but she only inhaled a considerable amount of gas. Not being able to stand up anymore, she fell onto her knees, trying to stay awake. She lifted her head weakly and noticed three figures in front of her instead of two. Even though her vision becoming blurry, she recognized them immediately as Zink's servants. She watched helplessly as he extended his hand once more and handed one of them something.
"Take this sleeping pellet and find Hiei. Make sure he doesn't notice you." He quickly had a short tutorial on how to throw the pellet, since his servants weren't the brightest of the bunch.
Even though Bronwyn couldn't keep her eyes open any longer, she could still hear his loud voice. "When he's unconscious, bring him here. I'll take care of her." Heavy footsteps suddenly rushed past her limp body, and after a few seconds, she distinctively felt someone running their fingers through their hair.
"Oh, Bronwyn, why couldn't you have just done it the easy way? Oh well, it doesn't matter, you will get another chance."
She couldn't stay conscious any longer. She drifted off to sleep, still feeling Zink's fingers on her scalp...
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At first, Bronwyn could only see bright flashing colors dancing wildly in front of her eyes as they opened slowly. But, after a few more seconds, her vision cleared enough so she could see Zink's lean figure stranding at her feet, staring at her face expectantly, with a slight frown on his lips.
However, when he noticed that Bronwyn was staring right back at him, his frown curled up into a smirk.
"Good, you're awake." He whispered happily as she pulled herself up to a sitting position.
Even though her vision was still slightly blurry, Bronwyn glared angrily at Zink. "What the heck was th-"
Zink's smirk grew as he watched her voice trail off into nothingness as she glanced to the right of her.
Hiei's body lay next to her, motionless.
She immediately thought the worst, but then noticed that his chest was slowly rising and falling.
She turned her head to look back at Zink with a look of surprise on her face. She pointed to Hiei.
"Did you-"
"Of course." Zink interrupted her briskly, now wearing a content smile, as if he had accomplished something phenomenal. "Sleeping gas is the only way to control demons like him."
"But how? I mean, Hiei...How did you manage that?"
"It's all in the element of surprise. Like I've told you before, the minute that pellet hits the ground near you, it's impossible to escape. Even the mighty King Yama can't fend off a gas like this."
As Bronwyn slowly pulled herself off the dirt floor onto her still-wobbly legs, Zink thrust her knife fiercely into her hands.
"We haven't got all day." He growled impatiently, shoving her roughly a few feet closer to Hiei. "Transform your knife."
She obeyed, mostly because she couldn't think of anything else she could do, gripping the handle of her small knife tightly, causing it to take the form of a gleaming sword.
"This is your last chance." Zink said menacingly. "Either you kill him..." He outstretched his arm and a large silver sword adorned with jewels materialized into his hand.
"Or..."
Bronwyn winced as he swiped the sharp blade across her cheek, causing a red cut to appear.
"I'll kill you." He said in a cheerful tone, pulling his sword back slowly.
Gulping silently, Bronwyn slowly approached the still unconscious Hiei. Holding the sword out in front of her, she let it dangle over his chest.
So much for the "It's not like I'm going to die for him" bit. Okay, girl, you've got a choice to make...
"I'm waiting..." Zink's voice echoed in her head.
And you better make it quick.
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MWAHAHAHAHA, Cliffhangers are FUN!!!
But do not despair, I'm practically done with the next chapter, so it should be out soon. I cried while writing it, because it is REALLY sad. Yes, I actually cried.
It's also one of those chapters where you will stop, clasp a hand over your mouth, and say "OH MY GOSH!!!" In a happy voice.
Here's some *HiGhLiGhTs*
1. There's a swordfight.
2. Someone is thought to be dead (But not who you're thinking)
3. AND, someone ALMOST, keyword, ALMOST confesses their feelings for someone else. (That's one of those "OH MY GOSH" parts)
I'm gonna need some reviews before the next chapter, but I'm not forcing them. I'll post it when I'm through writing it.
