I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho so don't sue me ok.
Maya: I have to keep posting on Dragon Child's website because. Ok. So if you want to read my fics, go to Dragon Child.
Dragon Child: That was frank.
Maya: I know. Oh and if you would like to know more about Maya and Cellest read my fics The Newcomers, and Can It Be True? Ok. There not out yet but they should be soon. Later!
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-Don't Cry Chapter 2
-Hiei's point of view.
-It's 3:45 AM. I finished crying. What's the point? Why do I care? Why does Maya care? Why does anyone care? I have absolutely no idea.
--I stood up and looked around my room. There wasn't much there. No item was worth as much as Maya or Yukina. I walked out and down the stairs. No one was up, but me. I was usually the one that was up. I walked over to the couch and sat down.
-I sat there and thought about my life. What was it worth? What was any of this worth? I don't think any one can answer that question which has been eating away at me. What was love? What was anything?
-A little while later the bandages on my forehead burned off and fell to the floor. My Jagan eye opened. Again. Maya was having another bad dream. A nightmare. She always had nightmares.
-I got up and walked back up the stairs. My feet seemed to get heavier with every step. I walked down the hall. Maya's door was opened a little. I peered in. Maya was tossing and turning. She looked tormented when she slept. Like I looked all the time...
-Suddenly, she woke up breathing hard. She didn't notice I was there. Or if she did, she didn't care. I would tell you the dream but you would break out into tears. It was that bad. I guess she knows how I feel.
-I opened the door slowly. She was starring into space like she was still in the nightmare. Poor Maya. Poor me. Pathetic. Why was I complaining? Who on earth would care? Maya. That's who. She's always been there for me. Yet, I was just standing there watching her suffer. Baka. Hiei your stupid. I walked in and sat on the bed.
-"Maya..." I whispered. She closed her eyes tightly.
--"No." she mumbled.
-"It will be ok." I said, whispered.
-She looked at me with those eyes... those eyes that I love. How could I love? I couldn't. I just couldn't.
-"Thanks Hiei." she whispered back.
-She sat up. Then, she collapsed into me. She started to cry. Her tears were chrome, with a silverish tint. Now that I think about it... what kind of demon is she? Heck, only two people can answer that question: her mother and father. I guess we'll never know, will we?
- I didn't want to move. But soon, I'd have too. Day was coming.
--5:00 AM: Kurama walked down the hall. Crap. I left the door wide open. He peered in and walked past. I stared at the door as he changed gears and walked backwards. He stopped in the middle of the doorway. I glared at him.
-He smiled nervously and shut the door. At least he knows what to do in that circumstance. The fool would probably gaze in with his mouth wide open and start drooling mumbling, "yieiyiei..." Did that explain it? Good.
-For another fifth teen minutes we stayed still. Not moving, not thinking. Maya sat up and wiped her eyes.
-"Don't cry Maya... I can't bear that." I whispered as I got up and walked out of the room.
-I walked down the stairs. Kurama was cooking like normal. He always was cooking.
-"Do you ever stop cooking?" I asked.
-"Hi Hiei." he said. I didn't answer.
-"How's Maya?" Kurama asked a little nervously.
-"Please... don't talk about it." I said quietly.
To Be continued...
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I know that wasn't very long, but as I said, if you would like to learn
more about Maya and Cellest, read The Newcomers and Can It Be True?
I promise that those are very, very, very, long.
BYE!
Maya: I have to keep posting on Dragon Child's website because. Ok. So if you want to read my fics, go to Dragon Child.
Dragon Child: That was frank.
Maya: I know. Oh and if you would like to know more about Maya and Cellest read my fics The Newcomers, and Can It Be True? Ok. There not out yet but they should be soon. Later!
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-Don't Cry Chapter 2
-Hiei's point of view.
-It's 3:45 AM. I finished crying. What's the point? Why do I care? Why does Maya care? Why does anyone care? I have absolutely no idea.
--I stood up and looked around my room. There wasn't much there. No item was worth as much as Maya or Yukina. I walked out and down the stairs. No one was up, but me. I was usually the one that was up. I walked over to the couch and sat down.
-I sat there and thought about my life. What was it worth? What was any of this worth? I don't think any one can answer that question which has been eating away at me. What was love? What was anything?
-A little while later the bandages on my forehead burned off and fell to the floor. My Jagan eye opened. Again. Maya was having another bad dream. A nightmare. She always had nightmares.
-I got up and walked back up the stairs. My feet seemed to get heavier with every step. I walked down the hall. Maya's door was opened a little. I peered in. Maya was tossing and turning. She looked tormented when she slept. Like I looked all the time...
-Suddenly, she woke up breathing hard. She didn't notice I was there. Or if she did, she didn't care. I would tell you the dream but you would break out into tears. It was that bad. I guess she knows how I feel.
-I opened the door slowly. She was starring into space like she was still in the nightmare. Poor Maya. Poor me. Pathetic. Why was I complaining? Who on earth would care? Maya. That's who. She's always been there for me. Yet, I was just standing there watching her suffer. Baka. Hiei your stupid. I walked in and sat on the bed.
-"Maya..." I whispered. She closed her eyes tightly.
--"No." she mumbled.
-"It will be ok." I said, whispered.
-She looked at me with those eyes... those eyes that I love. How could I love? I couldn't. I just couldn't.
-"Thanks Hiei." she whispered back.
-She sat up. Then, she collapsed into me. She started to cry. Her tears were chrome, with a silverish tint. Now that I think about it... what kind of demon is she? Heck, only two people can answer that question: her mother and father. I guess we'll never know, will we?
- I didn't want to move. But soon, I'd have too. Day was coming.
--5:00 AM: Kurama walked down the hall. Crap. I left the door wide open. He peered in and walked past. I stared at the door as he changed gears and walked backwards. He stopped in the middle of the doorway. I glared at him.
-He smiled nervously and shut the door. At least he knows what to do in that circumstance. The fool would probably gaze in with his mouth wide open and start drooling mumbling, "yieiyiei..." Did that explain it? Good.
-For another fifth teen minutes we stayed still. Not moving, not thinking. Maya sat up and wiped her eyes.
-"Don't cry Maya... I can't bear that." I whispered as I got up and walked out of the room.
-I walked down the stairs. Kurama was cooking like normal. He always was cooking.
-"Do you ever stop cooking?" I asked.
-"Hi Hiei." he said. I didn't answer.
-"How's Maya?" Kurama asked a little nervously.
-"Please... don't talk about it." I said quietly.
To Be continued...
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I know that wasn't very long, but as I said, if you would like to learn
more about Maya and Cellest, read The Newcomers and Can It Be True?
I promise that those are very, very, very, long.
BYE!