(Author's note: *sweeps Hiei's broken character pieces under random carpet* hehe.. Sorry about the last chapter! But beware more ooc-ness to come.... *sighs* -.-''')
Black Roses and Cinder's Ashes pt. 3
Gently, Hiei took her small hand and guided her to the large ballroom dance floor as the other couples wandered off to the sides. A soft waltz's tune flittered around the room as the candle light seemed to dim by magic. She curtsied as he bowed both signaling the beginning of the dance. Slowly, Hiei walked over to her and pulled her close making her breath catch it her throat as strange feelings began to arise in her heart and soul. She placed a hand on his shoulder and the other in the gentle hold of his warm hand as his other hand gently rested on her small waist. He reeked of fine wine and the black roses that grew in his garden and his eyes only shown with love, a love for the mysterious girl in his arms. They locked eyes once more unable to look away. Hiei looked deep into her eyes trying to read and look deep inside her soul. Her eyes shined with awe and love, but he found the smallest hint of sadness within their red-gold depths. As the waltz began, Cristy suddenly felt all her troubles melt away just by being in the Prince's arms.
He slowly lead her dancing around the room as the others looked on in curiosity. Around them, their world slowly began to fade only leaving them in a glittering world of fantasies. The soft whispers and the soft waltz's tune turned silent leaving them to only talk in silent understanding with their eyes. She relaxed into his embrace as he gently led her through the dance floor both unaware of the eyes watching them.
"Who is she father?" Keiko whined softly as she watched the two demons dance.
"I think she looks familiar," Mukuro said with jealousy as she glared at the couple.
"Well," Karasu began, analyzing the girl only as his eyes grew wide with recognition. "She does look rather familiar."
Keiko and Mukuro exchanged confused glances.
They slowly made their way to the ballroom exit leading to the garden. The crowd parted quietly before them letting them through. He placed her hand in the crook of his elbow as they walked down the grand marble staircase and into the moonlit garden of black roses. Cristy turned to look at the black blossoms in curiosity at their dark beauty. Hiei slowly led her down a garden path lined with thousands of black blooms to a large fountain of a large dragon entwined in a sword spouting water from its highly held head. On its head, a large purple jewel, the Jagan, shined in the glistening moonlight. 'The dragon,' Cristy thought as she studied the figure. 'The Prince's royal symbol.'
"Do you like it?" Hiei asked noticing the look of curiosity on her face.
"Yes," she replied softly and instantly.
Gently, he led her to a small bench near the fountain and stared deep into her crimson-gold orbs trying to find her secrets. In embarrassment, Cristy tore her eyes away and looked to the cobblestone floor as she laid her hands in her lap.
"Forgive me you Highness," she whispered thinking she had done something wrong. "I shouldn't have looked too long."
Placing a warm hand on her face, Hiei turned her head towards him and smiled a rare smile as they locked eyes once more. He brought his hand down to her lap and clasped hand as his other hand clasped the other. He could feel the warmth of her hands through the thin silk of the gloves as he studied her in the moonlight. The heavenly light turned her skin pale and soft and smooth as porcelain and turned her into a living doll. In her eyes, he could see her secrets as the moonlight opened her soul up to him, telling him of her past, secrets, desires, and fears.
A warm wind blew around them rustling the bushes and her hair as it went on softly flying wings. The roses' aphrodisiac scent permeated the air filling their noses with its sweet scent. Hiei looked at the young demon before him becoming entranced by the picture only a small breeze and a few roses made before him. Slowly, he brought her hands to his mouth and began to lay soft and small kisses on the black silk unaware of the blush staining Cristy's face. Taking a chance with destiny, she dared to lay a hand on his face and softly caress the worn skin hoping he wouldn't turn away. He didn't turn away. He leaned his head into her small palm and laid a small kiss in the groove as his hand came to rest upon hers.
Cristy watched the Prince's movements unsure of what to make of it. She could feel the heat warm her face as he continued to caress her hands with gentle kisses. Unconsciously, she knew no prince, especially him, would do such a thing as this. She remembered old stories from her mother telling her about a handsome but cold Prince who just needed true love to melt his heart, and of a lonely little girl who was the only one who would be able to do it. 'Are you the Prince from my mother's stories?' she asked herself. 'And am I the lonely little girl?' She continued to watch his movements as a feeling settled into her heart, a feeling she had never known before. 'And am I... falling in love with you?' she softly asked herself once more as the Prince looked up and locked eyes with her once more.
Hiei looked deep into her eyes once more as he wondered about the strange and mysterious feeling that had settled in his cold heart. 'Are you the one to melt my heart?' he asked himself as he looked at her in the moonlight. 'And are you the lonely little girl I dream of at night? The little girl who needs a love no one else can give?' Their eyes locked in an endless staring contest, not one or the other daring to blink thinking the moment would be destroyed in an instant. 'And,' he began as an almost haunting thought came to his mind. 'Am I falling in love with you?'
(Author's note: O.O!! I AM SOOO SORRY! I don't know what happened! *sighs* You all probably think I ruined Hiei and I probably did. *sigh* Just flame it already!)
Black Roses and Cinder's Ashes pt. 3
Gently, Hiei took her small hand and guided her to the large ballroom dance floor as the other couples wandered off to the sides. A soft waltz's tune flittered around the room as the candle light seemed to dim by magic. She curtsied as he bowed both signaling the beginning of the dance. Slowly, Hiei walked over to her and pulled her close making her breath catch it her throat as strange feelings began to arise in her heart and soul. She placed a hand on his shoulder and the other in the gentle hold of his warm hand as his other hand gently rested on her small waist. He reeked of fine wine and the black roses that grew in his garden and his eyes only shown with love, a love for the mysterious girl in his arms. They locked eyes once more unable to look away. Hiei looked deep into her eyes trying to read and look deep inside her soul. Her eyes shined with awe and love, but he found the smallest hint of sadness within their red-gold depths. As the waltz began, Cristy suddenly felt all her troubles melt away just by being in the Prince's arms.
He slowly lead her dancing around the room as the others looked on in curiosity. Around them, their world slowly began to fade only leaving them in a glittering world of fantasies. The soft whispers and the soft waltz's tune turned silent leaving them to only talk in silent understanding with their eyes. She relaxed into his embrace as he gently led her through the dance floor both unaware of the eyes watching them.
"Who is she father?" Keiko whined softly as she watched the two demons dance.
"I think she looks familiar," Mukuro said with jealousy as she glared at the couple.
"Well," Karasu began, analyzing the girl only as his eyes grew wide with recognition. "She does look rather familiar."
Keiko and Mukuro exchanged confused glances.
They slowly made their way to the ballroom exit leading to the garden. The crowd parted quietly before them letting them through. He placed her hand in the crook of his elbow as they walked down the grand marble staircase and into the moonlit garden of black roses. Cristy turned to look at the black blossoms in curiosity at their dark beauty. Hiei slowly led her down a garden path lined with thousands of black blooms to a large fountain of a large dragon entwined in a sword spouting water from its highly held head. On its head, a large purple jewel, the Jagan, shined in the glistening moonlight. 'The dragon,' Cristy thought as she studied the figure. 'The Prince's royal symbol.'
"Do you like it?" Hiei asked noticing the look of curiosity on her face.
"Yes," she replied softly and instantly.
Gently, he led her to a small bench near the fountain and stared deep into her crimson-gold orbs trying to find her secrets. In embarrassment, Cristy tore her eyes away and looked to the cobblestone floor as she laid her hands in her lap.
"Forgive me you Highness," she whispered thinking she had done something wrong. "I shouldn't have looked too long."
Placing a warm hand on her face, Hiei turned her head towards him and smiled a rare smile as they locked eyes once more. He brought his hand down to her lap and clasped hand as his other hand clasped the other. He could feel the warmth of her hands through the thin silk of the gloves as he studied her in the moonlight. The heavenly light turned her skin pale and soft and smooth as porcelain and turned her into a living doll. In her eyes, he could see her secrets as the moonlight opened her soul up to him, telling him of her past, secrets, desires, and fears.
A warm wind blew around them rustling the bushes and her hair as it went on softly flying wings. The roses' aphrodisiac scent permeated the air filling their noses with its sweet scent. Hiei looked at the young demon before him becoming entranced by the picture only a small breeze and a few roses made before him. Slowly, he brought her hands to his mouth and began to lay soft and small kisses on the black silk unaware of the blush staining Cristy's face. Taking a chance with destiny, she dared to lay a hand on his face and softly caress the worn skin hoping he wouldn't turn away. He didn't turn away. He leaned his head into her small palm and laid a small kiss in the groove as his hand came to rest upon hers.
Cristy watched the Prince's movements unsure of what to make of it. She could feel the heat warm her face as he continued to caress her hands with gentle kisses. Unconsciously, she knew no prince, especially him, would do such a thing as this. She remembered old stories from her mother telling her about a handsome but cold Prince who just needed true love to melt his heart, and of a lonely little girl who was the only one who would be able to do it. 'Are you the Prince from my mother's stories?' she asked herself. 'And am I the lonely little girl?' She continued to watch his movements as a feeling settled into her heart, a feeling she had never known before. 'And am I... falling in love with you?' she softly asked herself once more as the Prince looked up and locked eyes with her once more.
Hiei looked deep into her eyes once more as he wondered about the strange and mysterious feeling that had settled in his cold heart. 'Are you the one to melt my heart?' he asked himself as he looked at her in the moonlight. 'And are you the lonely little girl I dream of at night? The little girl who needs a love no one else can give?' Their eyes locked in an endless staring contest, not one or the other daring to blink thinking the moment would be destroyed in an instant. 'And,' he began as an almost haunting thought came to his mind. 'Am I falling in love with you?'
(Author's note: O.O!! I AM SOOO SORRY! I don't know what happened! *sighs* You all probably think I ruined Hiei and I probably did. *sigh* Just flame it already!)