Tomoko-chan: Ungh. . . I'm so tired. I should be in bed but Maria (my muse)
is restless. I love all of the comments I'm getting from you guys. I'm
sorry that I haven't updated in 4.83 centuries, but in the summer I had so
much free time it wasn't even funny. Now I have so little free time, it's
not even funny. Sometimes it's come to the point where I either take a
shower or write a bit of my fanfic.
And some of you wonder why I smell so funny. . .
I have been going through a Yu Yu Hakusho Hangover, also known as YYH Withdrawal syndrome, but have slowly been recovering through my beloved Rurouni Kenshin fic, Incubus. I suggest you take a look-see. It's the best thing I've ever had written, and I have a lot of passion for it. And you'll be surprised how much you can despise Kenshin. It's really quite disturbing. . .
Anywho, I'll be writing a lemon in that soon but until I get up the courage to look up how to have sex on Google (yes, yes, I'm a pure one) I'll try to update here. I need to finish this. . . Need to finish this. . .
*****
Nani backed away in horror, covering her mouth to muffle the squawk that emanated from the bowls of her throat. The face that had once caused her so much pleasure that she would break into an unplanned smile now terrified her beyond reason. Her heart grew heavy with sobs she wanted to scream, but her vocal chords tightened into hard pipes of steel. Tears welded from between her thick lashes, sliding down her face flushed with the fever of fear.
He had once seemed so perfect in his holy, shining glow, his presence had given her chills, but now everything about him disgusted her. His crimson hair that reminded her of roses now gave the impression of gore and blood splattered upon her pillow case. His soft, delicate skin that would tremble in response so quickly when touched lightly it almost sent the hair on her skin quivering now seemed ridged and pasty. Of course, now there were other features about him in his demon form that made her stomach turn. The marble white horn protruding from the mess of red, the long, gleaming claws on his fingertips, the shimmering glare upon his fangs. . . He was a demon.
Just like her.
She felt the hatred within her soul; the burning, searing feeling that she had been betrayed and lied to. But a glimmer of guilt flowed within her, reminding that she too had been a liar. She looked on his face again, her hand slipping from her mouth.
Something seemed familiar. . . Something oh-so crucial.
Then it hit her like a ton of lead smashing against her mind.
She had seen him before. She had seen Jin in the Spirit World.
*****
"Hana, this is horrible! All this tournament is is a bunch of people beating the stuffing out of one another. It's just plain wrong. Haven't you noticed how inhumane this is?"
The auburn-haired Earth demon put on a face that suggested her obvious response. "Well yea. That's the point. Duh." Hana then turned her attention to the ring and cupped her hands around her mouth. "C'mon! Beat the shit out of those filthy humans!" She shouted, raising an enthusiastic arm up into the arm to join the countless thousands of others. Nani sighed. She wasn't too happy about her race getting beaten by a bunch of humans, but all of this cruelty upset her.
The current fight was between the infamous Yusuke Urameshi and Jin, The Wind Master. Nani actually set aside her boundaries concerning cruelty and glanced at the ring. This Yusuke has really got his skills in order, she noted, slightly impressed. He has a lot of will and fighting power, and just look at that spirit energy! She could sense it from her seat.
But this Jin, this so-called Wind Master, really caught her eye.
He showed such passion in his fighting, and made it obvious to all. Nani stared at him in deep interest, admiring his bustling pectorals sculpted stomach muscles, and chiseled chest. His fiery hair defied the standard Water Demon form of attractiveness, which was long, clean, neat hair, but that's what made it so over powering and attractive. His blue eyes gleamed with joy and his ears twitched in pleasure, indicating that he was also enjoying this fight. Nani watched him hypnotically, almost in a trance. She did not take her eyes off of him, and only noticed how much danger he was in when the a loud bang echoed through the huge stadium and a cloud of dust spread like a sinister cloud. She covered her face and coughed.
"What just happened?" She yelled at Hana over the screams of the other demons.
"That Urameshi bastard interfered with Jin's attack! It caused an explosion."
"Is Jin okay?" Nani's tone grew worried.
"Who knows?"
Inside of her heart, Nani prayed silently, hoping that he was alive and un-injured. It had turned out to be such an interesting show for her, after all. To her satisfaction, Jin was in the air, panting and raving about how crazy this Urameshi really was. She stared at him for a little while longer, gazing fondly at his chest rising up and down with his unsteady breaths and sweat dripping over his skin. Suddenly, a bright bolt of light zoomed past him, and Yusuke grinned down below, his hand pointing at Jin. He said something cocky, unheard by Nani, but Jin shrugged it off and retorted with something else. He prepared for his attack again, swirling his arms into thick spirals. Nani watched in nervous fascination hoping for Jin's victory.
But she didn't hope hard enough.
A cascade of pure spirit energy shot from Uremeshi's palms, engulfing Jin in the blinding light. He glided effortlessly through the air, his eyelids closed with consciousness, and began falling in Nani's direction. Hana grasped her hand. "Come on! We got to gat out of the way!" Nani followed aimlessly, her eyes still locked on Jin's airborne frame.
A loud crash of concrete and a shower of pebbles through a cloud of dust indicated Jin's abrupt landing. Nani shielded her face, still peeking through her fingers for a sign of him. The dust settled and cleared, revealing Jin's body, crumpled alone among the debris.
Get up, she prayed within herself. Get up and say you're okay.
And Jin DID get up for her.
He stood warily, brushing off his now tan pants and what remained of his 'shirt'. His eyes glowed, like someone who had drunk too much wine, and his ears twitched softly. He was only a few yards from her, so Nani heard him clearly as he spoke in a deep accent.
"I'll be coming down there in a minute, Yusuke!" He grinned, revealing sharp teeth hidden in the friendliest smile Nani had seen in ages. But just then, when her fears were just about ready to be settled in the assuring fact of his safety, a sound escaped Jin's lips. It was an odd combination of the syllable 'Ah. . .' and a gasp. His eyes drooped, covering his azure glory in the delicate skin as he toppled over, shattering another flight of stairs.
Nani's heart sank. "No!" She cried passionately, running to him after turning on Hana's protective hold. Her feet tapped lightly on the steps ahead as she waved her hand in front of her to clear the dust. Cries of disappointment echoed through the stadium as Yusuke was declared the winner, but Nani didn't care. What if he's hurt? She wondered, afraid. Demons were strong, but not immortal. At least most weren't.
She pushed aside strangers, hustling to get to the Wind Master's side. She finally pushed through the crowd, and saw a gang of three demons on Jin's right side, kicking his unconscious body.
"Stop it!" Nani screeched, here voice almost cracking. "You'll kill him!"
"That's the point, babe. This bastard couldn't even defeat that human bitch." The ringleader spat on him, kicking his face once more before loosing his interest and shrugging off. "Pussy. . ." He mumbled, not so under his breath. With a flick of his finger in a beckoning motion, he and his group were gone.
Nani glared with her icy blue eyes, hatred oozing from within them. Her gaze softened as she looked upon the fallen warrior, a slick of blood on the side of his face. She removed her aqua jacket and wrapped it around him, picking him up to drag him away from the aisle. He was only moderately heavy, where Nani had expected great weight. He still was no picnic to carry, and Nani limped from the broken staircase to the area behind the concrete stands, dodging the barrage of food and objects thrown with intent at Jin. Most of them hit her.
Finally, she managed to creep behind the door leading to the stadium. She set Jin down upon the stained concrete floor. She stared at him fondly, her lips locked in a line of concern as she wiped away his blood and dusted off his clothes. He looks so calm when he sleeps, Nani had though fascinated. Maybe. . . Her eyes darted around the corridor, looking for any living creature. Realizing that no one was near, she leaned in closer onto Jin, her lips grazing his cheek as she began to travel to his own lips. She hesitated briefly, but then began to close in on them.
Perhaps if she had not hesitated, the moment would have been sweeter and they would have kissed longer. But just then, a shout of anger bounced off of the walls, smothering her in the sound.
"What the hell are you doing!?" A man clad in shades of icy blue and marine teals held a stare onto Nani that sent chills down her spine. "Get away from him, filthy beast!" He raised his hand from the original position on his right shoulder, which had covered a bleeding wound, by means to strike her. Nani scooted away, frightened. She stood and edged toward the door.
"Get out of here. You're lucky I came in when I did, or I might have killed you." His eyes were frozen and steely. Nani shivered, and realized her breath puffed out in a misty cloud in front of her. She wasn't just picking up bad vibes; this man was going to freeze her to death. She backed away, and slid behind the door, giving the impression that she had left, in truth, she was too frightened to move. She heard a ruffle of clothing and saw her jacket shoot across the room. "Piece of crap," She heard the Ice Demon mutter.
A sputtery cough echoed off of the walls, and Nani knew that instant that Jin had awoken because of her kiss.
"Touya. . ." She listened to his weak, raspy voice dripped in fatigue. "Did. . . you save me?"
"Yes," This 'Touya' spoke too confidently. Nani's cheeks flushed red in anger. "Yes, I saved you Jin. Now you need to make this up to me." Nani heard the soft sound of a kiss and could almost imagine Touya's lips upon Jin's skin. She could actually feel Jin's embarrassment, his face rushing with blood and contorting to a look of annoyance at this show of affection. Nani couldn't bear it much longer. She left, escaping this feeling of betrayal.
She walked slowly back to her seat next to Hana. The demons seemed too enthralled in this next fight to bid any attention upon her. She was grateful. After trudging a few feet of stairs, she settled herself next to Hana, sighing to herself. Surprisingly, Hana noticed.
"What happened to that wind guy?"
"One of his teammates picked him up." She spoke in monotone. Hana pouted playfully.
"Oh, too bad." She put on a teasing smile. "He was kind of cute, even though he lost the fight."
Nani thought this over and looked up at Hana in shock, but she had already continued with her enthusiastic cheering. Nani looked at the ground, smothered in thought. She would probably never see that man again.
Probably.
*****
Nani's eyes grew blank. It couldn't be, she thought exasperated. She had tried to kiss him, but had been denied. That had been fate, and she accepted it. Had she been given a second chance? She didn't know. Touya had certainly been put out of the picture, and Yukina for some reason too. . . What could this all mean?
Suddenly, the last puzzle piece fit neatly to its spot. Nani covered her face in horror.
They only killed demons, and only demons close to Jin. That means not only are they demons as well, but they had to know and hate Jin.
Those guys from the Dark Tournament. . . .
"Hiei and Kurama!" Nani gasped. They would be next, and they would die if they didn't know. Nani backed away from her bedroom, still clad only in her panties and CLAMP T-shirt. With that final shattered thought in her mind, Nani turned around and ran pell-mell to her car, hoping to Kami-sama that wasn't too late.
*****
Tomoko-chan: Again, I apologize for this inconvenience. I just have NO ideas for this anymore. It would be EXTREAMLY helpful if you contributed to the charity of the Creatively Dry. No money is needed to help; just drop a few coins filled with ideas and this story will live to see another day! Remember, the more suggestions I get, the quicker I will update. Maybe someday I'll finish this thing! *hopefully eyes* Ja ne everyone! Don't forget to contribute! Help your fellow author!
And some of you wonder why I smell so funny. . .
I have been going through a Yu Yu Hakusho Hangover, also known as YYH Withdrawal syndrome, but have slowly been recovering through my beloved Rurouni Kenshin fic, Incubus. I suggest you take a look-see. It's the best thing I've ever had written, and I have a lot of passion for it. And you'll be surprised how much you can despise Kenshin. It's really quite disturbing. . .
Anywho, I'll be writing a lemon in that soon but until I get up the courage to look up how to have sex on Google (yes, yes, I'm a pure one) I'll try to update here. I need to finish this. . . Need to finish this. . .
*****
Nani backed away in horror, covering her mouth to muffle the squawk that emanated from the bowls of her throat. The face that had once caused her so much pleasure that she would break into an unplanned smile now terrified her beyond reason. Her heart grew heavy with sobs she wanted to scream, but her vocal chords tightened into hard pipes of steel. Tears welded from between her thick lashes, sliding down her face flushed with the fever of fear.
He had once seemed so perfect in his holy, shining glow, his presence had given her chills, but now everything about him disgusted her. His crimson hair that reminded her of roses now gave the impression of gore and blood splattered upon her pillow case. His soft, delicate skin that would tremble in response so quickly when touched lightly it almost sent the hair on her skin quivering now seemed ridged and pasty. Of course, now there were other features about him in his demon form that made her stomach turn. The marble white horn protruding from the mess of red, the long, gleaming claws on his fingertips, the shimmering glare upon his fangs. . . He was a demon.
Just like her.
She felt the hatred within her soul; the burning, searing feeling that she had been betrayed and lied to. But a glimmer of guilt flowed within her, reminding that she too had been a liar. She looked on his face again, her hand slipping from her mouth.
Something seemed familiar. . . Something oh-so crucial.
Then it hit her like a ton of lead smashing against her mind.
She had seen him before. She had seen Jin in the Spirit World.
*****
"Hana, this is horrible! All this tournament is is a bunch of people beating the stuffing out of one another. It's just plain wrong. Haven't you noticed how inhumane this is?"
The auburn-haired Earth demon put on a face that suggested her obvious response. "Well yea. That's the point. Duh." Hana then turned her attention to the ring and cupped her hands around her mouth. "C'mon! Beat the shit out of those filthy humans!" She shouted, raising an enthusiastic arm up into the arm to join the countless thousands of others. Nani sighed. She wasn't too happy about her race getting beaten by a bunch of humans, but all of this cruelty upset her.
The current fight was between the infamous Yusuke Urameshi and Jin, The Wind Master. Nani actually set aside her boundaries concerning cruelty and glanced at the ring. This Yusuke has really got his skills in order, she noted, slightly impressed. He has a lot of will and fighting power, and just look at that spirit energy! She could sense it from her seat.
But this Jin, this so-called Wind Master, really caught her eye.
He showed such passion in his fighting, and made it obvious to all. Nani stared at him in deep interest, admiring his bustling pectorals sculpted stomach muscles, and chiseled chest. His fiery hair defied the standard Water Demon form of attractiveness, which was long, clean, neat hair, but that's what made it so over powering and attractive. His blue eyes gleamed with joy and his ears twitched in pleasure, indicating that he was also enjoying this fight. Nani watched him hypnotically, almost in a trance. She did not take her eyes off of him, and only noticed how much danger he was in when the a loud bang echoed through the huge stadium and a cloud of dust spread like a sinister cloud. She covered her face and coughed.
"What just happened?" She yelled at Hana over the screams of the other demons.
"That Urameshi bastard interfered with Jin's attack! It caused an explosion."
"Is Jin okay?" Nani's tone grew worried.
"Who knows?"
Inside of her heart, Nani prayed silently, hoping that he was alive and un-injured. It had turned out to be such an interesting show for her, after all. To her satisfaction, Jin was in the air, panting and raving about how crazy this Urameshi really was. She stared at him for a little while longer, gazing fondly at his chest rising up and down with his unsteady breaths and sweat dripping over his skin. Suddenly, a bright bolt of light zoomed past him, and Yusuke grinned down below, his hand pointing at Jin. He said something cocky, unheard by Nani, but Jin shrugged it off and retorted with something else. He prepared for his attack again, swirling his arms into thick spirals. Nani watched in nervous fascination hoping for Jin's victory.
But she didn't hope hard enough.
A cascade of pure spirit energy shot from Uremeshi's palms, engulfing Jin in the blinding light. He glided effortlessly through the air, his eyelids closed with consciousness, and began falling in Nani's direction. Hana grasped her hand. "Come on! We got to gat out of the way!" Nani followed aimlessly, her eyes still locked on Jin's airborne frame.
A loud crash of concrete and a shower of pebbles through a cloud of dust indicated Jin's abrupt landing. Nani shielded her face, still peeking through her fingers for a sign of him. The dust settled and cleared, revealing Jin's body, crumpled alone among the debris.
Get up, she prayed within herself. Get up and say you're okay.
And Jin DID get up for her.
He stood warily, brushing off his now tan pants and what remained of his 'shirt'. His eyes glowed, like someone who had drunk too much wine, and his ears twitched softly. He was only a few yards from her, so Nani heard him clearly as he spoke in a deep accent.
"I'll be coming down there in a minute, Yusuke!" He grinned, revealing sharp teeth hidden in the friendliest smile Nani had seen in ages. But just then, when her fears were just about ready to be settled in the assuring fact of his safety, a sound escaped Jin's lips. It was an odd combination of the syllable 'Ah. . .' and a gasp. His eyes drooped, covering his azure glory in the delicate skin as he toppled over, shattering another flight of stairs.
Nani's heart sank. "No!" She cried passionately, running to him after turning on Hana's protective hold. Her feet tapped lightly on the steps ahead as she waved her hand in front of her to clear the dust. Cries of disappointment echoed through the stadium as Yusuke was declared the winner, but Nani didn't care. What if he's hurt? She wondered, afraid. Demons were strong, but not immortal. At least most weren't.
She pushed aside strangers, hustling to get to the Wind Master's side. She finally pushed through the crowd, and saw a gang of three demons on Jin's right side, kicking his unconscious body.
"Stop it!" Nani screeched, here voice almost cracking. "You'll kill him!"
"That's the point, babe. This bastard couldn't even defeat that human bitch." The ringleader spat on him, kicking his face once more before loosing his interest and shrugging off. "Pussy. . ." He mumbled, not so under his breath. With a flick of his finger in a beckoning motion, he and his group were gone.
Nani glared with her icy blue eyes, hatred oozing from within them. Her gaze softened as she looked upon the fallen warrior, a slick of blood on the side of his face. She removed her aqua jacket and wrapped it around him, picking him up to drag him away from the aisle. He was only moderately heavy, where Nani had expected great weight. He still was no picnic to carry, and Nani limped from the broken staircase to the area behind the concrete stands, dodging the barrage of food and objects thrown with intent at Jin. Most of them hit her.
Finally, she managed to creep behind the door leading to the stadium. She set Jin down upon the stained concrete floor. She stared at him fondly, her lips locked in a line of concern as she wiped away his blood and dusted off his clothes. He looks so calm when he sleeps, Nani had though fascinated. Maybe. . . Her eyes darted around the corridor, looking for any living creature. Realizing that no one was near, she leaned in closer onto Jin, her lips grazing his cheek as she began to travel to his own lips. She hesitated briefly, but then began to close in on them.
Perhaps if she had not hesitated, the moment would have been sweeter and they would have kissed longer. But just then, a shout of anger bounced off of the walls, smothering her in the sound.
"What the hell are you doing!?" A man clad in shades of icy blue and marine teals held a stare onto Nani that sent chills down her spine. "Get away from him, filthy beast!" He raised his hand from the original position on his right shoulder, which had covered a bleeding wound, by means to strike her. Nani scooted away, frightened. She stood and edged toward the door.
"Get out of here. You're lucky I came in when I did, or I might have killed you." His eyes were frozen and steely. Nani shivered, and realized her breath puffed out in a misty cloud in front of her. She wasn't just picking up bad vibes; this man was going to freeze her to death. She backed away, and slid behind the door, giving the impression that she had left, in truth, she was too frightened to move. She heard a ruffle of clothing and saw her jacket shoot across the room. "Piece of crap," She heard the Ice Demon mutter.
A sputtery cough echoed off of the walls, and Nani knew that instant that Jin had awoken because of her kiss.
"Touya. . ." She listened to his weak, raspy voice dripped in fatigue. "Did. . . you save me?"
"Yes," This 'Touya' spoke too confidently. Nani's cheeks flushed red in anger. "Yes, I saved you Jin. Now you need to make this up to me." Nani heard the soft sound of a kiss and could almost imagine Touya's lips upon Jin's skin. She could actually feel Jin's embarrassment, his face rushing with blood and contorting to a look of annoyance at this show of affection. Nani couldn't bear it much longer. She left, escaping this feeling of betrayal.
She walked slowly back to her seat next to Hana. The demons seemed too enthralled in this next fight to bid any attention upon her. She was grateful. After trudging a few feet of stairs, she settled herself next to Hana, sighing to herself. Surprisingly, Hana noticed.
"What happened to that wind guy?"
"One of his teammates picked him up." She spoke in monotone. Hana pouted playfully.
"Oh, too bad." She put on a teasing smile. "He was kind of cute, even though he lost the fight."
Nani thought this over and looked up at Hana in shock, but she had already continued with her enthusiastic cheering. Nani looked at the ground, smothered in thought. She would probably never see that man again.
Probably.
*****
Nani's eyes grew blank. It couldn't be, she thought exasperated. She had tried to kiss him, but had been denied. That had been fate, and she accepted it. Had she been given a second chance? She didn't know. Touya had certainly been put out of the picture, and Yukina for some reason too. . . What could this all mean?
Suddenly, the last puzzle piece fit neatly to its spot. Nani covered her face in horror.
They only killed demons, and only demons close to Jin. That means not only are they demons as well, but they had to know and hate Jin.
Those guys from the Dark Tournament. . . .
"Hiei and Kurama!" Nani gasped. They would be next, and they would die if they didn't know. Nani backed away from her bedroom, still clad only in her panties and CLAMP T-shirt. With that final shattered thought in her mind, Nani turned around and ran pell-mell to her car, hoping to Kami-sama that wasn't too late.
*****
Tomoko-chan: Again, I apologize for this inconvenience. I just have NO ideas for this anymore. It would be EXTREAMLY helpful if you contributed to the charity of the Creatively Dry. No money is needed to help; just drop a few coins filled with ideas and this story will live to see another day! Remember, the more suggestions I get, the quicker I will update. Maybe someday I'll finish this thing! *hopefully eyes* Ja ne everyone! Don't forget to contribute! Help your fellow author!