Disclaimer: (slc) Ok. Again, I'm really sorry about these past few chapters
being kinda boring. This one is potentially boring, but it's the last time.
TRUST ME. Fluff fans will like what's to come after this . . . I guarantee
it . . .
Hey! Anyone seen 'Bowling For Columbine'? I just watched it. It's REALLY good! I especially like the little bits on Canada . . .
Quotes:
'Canada is a loft apartment over a great party.' ~Robin Williams
'Canada has class. America has class without the 'c l'.' ~My Canadian stepdad.
^_^
Chapter: 12
Day six: First time for everything.
~*~
"Mira, Mira are you there? Mira?" Hiei knocked on the door to her room.
He could hear a faint voice on the other side of the door. "Come in."
He creaked open the door a little to see Mira lying on her bed with a 'book' thing held over her head, her eyes skimming the page quickly.
"Um . . . Mira?"
"Yeah? I'm at a good part, what is it?"
"Uh. . . I was going to ask to go outside but, um, what are you doing?"
"Reading. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Reading what?"
"A Book."
"Um . . . okay." Hiei was pretending he knew what she was talking about. He knew what a book was. He had seen magical or evil books that contained spells. And he knew how to read. (he taught himself when he was young) but he had never actually sat down and *read* a real book before.
"What book are you reading?"
"It's called, 'Speak'. It's a personal narrative about a girl living her life in ninth grade like me."
"Oh . . . okay."
Mira could sense that Hiei was interested but was hesitating to ask about it. She grabbed her book bark and placed it carefully in the crease. She closed the book and walked over to her book shelf.
"You want to read something? I've got plenty of books you could read."
"Um, sure. I guess."
"Alright. Then why don't you read . . . um . . ." She was skimming the books now. She stopped when she spotted one. "This! I think you might like this one, it's called 'Catcher in the Rye.'"
Mira walked over and handed the book to Hiei.
"Why would I like this?"
"Because! It's about a seventeen year-old boy whose life is explained in a three day period by himself. You'll like it. He hates a lot of things like you do too."
Hiei tried to ignore the last comment as he took the book from Mira's hands.
"Alright," he said softly. "Thanks."
"No problem."
He walked out of the threshold and into his own room where he plopped down on his bed with a thump and opened the book to start reading.
* * *
By the time he was finished later that night, at around 10:30, Hiei was too far into the book to hear Mira's call to eat through the door.
He couldn't believe it.
This,
This little thing.
Had so much,
Feeling.
He found himself making references to his own life whenever the main character 'Holden' mentioned something.
Like,
The way he felt for his sister, Phoebe.
He cared for her so much.
He'd do anything for her.
He even cried when he accidentally broke a gift he had gotten her!
Hiei would do the same.
He wanted to care for her.
He'd do anything for Yukina.
But Yukina never really knew he truly existed.
Other parts in the book were like that one.
Hiei found himself making references to his own life through this ningen teenagers' life.
. . .
'Never thought that would happen. Me. Being like a ningen nut case.' He thought.
He read the last line of the book.
~Don't ever tell anybody everything you know. If you do, you start missing everybody.~
Hiei shut the book with a cloud of dust escaping it in a thud.
But Hiei could feel something weird on his cheek.
Something was moving downward.
Like a lightweight ladybug.
He reached his hand over to smack it but when he pulled his hand away, he found it was not covered in bug slime,
It was wet.
He stared at his hand for a few seconds and gasped.
He had wiped a tear away for the first time.
. . .
Hell, he had cried for the first time!
He couldn't believe it.
'All these years . . .' Hiei thought.
'All these years when I should have cried but I didn't. And now I cry for the first time at a ningen book?! What kind of an idiot am I?!'
The tears just continued to flow.
Not just out of sadness, but of anger as well.
He tried to wipe them away but they never left.
They just kept coming back.
One tear went all the way down to his mouth and he licked it off, leaving nothing but a left over streak to stain his face.
It tasted,
Salty.
It was warm. A weird taste.
But salty.
"Hiei?" Mira knocked as she let herself come in. "I thought you could use so- . . . Hiei, are you crying?"
"Yeah."
Mira set the tray on the night stand and trotted over to sit on the bed next to him.
She put a soothing hand on his back.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. Here." He handed her the now slightly wet book.
"Oh. Thanks . . . did this make you cry?" She said looking into his eyes.
He looked away.
"Sorta."
Mira cracked a grin. "Made me cry too when I read it. When he broke the windows in his garage? That was sad."
"Yeah. It was." Hiei said swallowing every syllable.
"Well, sorry to bother you." Then she got up off the bed and walked over to the door with the book in her hand and shut it close behind leaving Hiei to continue wiping at his cheeks.
Mira sat down outside of Hiei's doorway on the rug covered floor, leaning her back against the wall.
'I hope I did the right thing. Making him cry like that.'
'What do you mean?'
'I mean, I knew he was going to cry. Holden's just like him! I cried. Why shouldn't he?'
'But you make it sound like it was your fault he cried.'
'I know it wasn't, I just feel bad.'
'Whatever.'
~*~
~Kitsune Ria
AN: Ok. I just got my braces off and I have two retainers that are a little uncomfortable right now. Grrr. . .
Anyway, Thanks to one of my reviewers who asked if there will be more action, I shall answer that question.
YES. THERE WILL BE MORE!!! The next five-ish chapters (maybe less) are going to be fluffy. But then there will be more action when Makuya comes back . . . muahahahaha!
Hey! Anyone seen 'Bowling For Columbine'? I just watched it. It's REALLY good! I especially like the little bits on Canada . . .
Quotes:
'Canada is a loft apartment over a great party.' ~Robin Williams
'Canada has class. America has class without the 'c l'.' ~My Canadian stepdad.
^_^
Chapter: 12
Day six: First time for everything.
~*~
"Mira, Mira are you there? Mira?" Hiei knocked on the door to her room.
He could hear a faint voice on the other side of the door. "Come in."
He creaked open the door a little to see Mira lying on her bed with a 'book' thing held over her head, her eyes skimming the page quickly.
"Um . . . Mira?"
"Yeah? I'm at a good part, what is it?"
"Uh. . . I was going to ask to go outside but, um, what are you doing?"
"Reading. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Reading what?"
"A Book."
"Um . . . okay." Hiei was pretending he knew what she was talking about. He knew what a book was. He had seen magical or evil books that contained spells. And he knew how to read. (he taught himself when he was young) but he had never actually sat down and *read* a real book before.
"What book are you reading?"
"It's called, 'Speak'. It's a personal narrative about a girl living her life in ninth grade like me."
"Oh . . . okay."
Mira could sense that Hiei was interested but was hesitating to ask about it. She grabbed her book bark and placed it carefully in the crease. She closed the book and walked over to her book shelf.
"You want to read something? I've got plenty of books you could read."
"Um, sure. I guess."
"Alright. Then why don't you read . . . um . . ." She was skimming the books now. She stopped when she spotted one. "This! I think you might like this one, it's called 'Catcher in the Rye.'"
Mira walked over and handed the book to Hiei.
"Why would I like this?"
"Because! It's about a seventeen year-old boy whose life is explained in a three day period by himself. You'll like it. He hates a lot of things like you do too."
Hiei tried to ignore the last comment as he took the book from Mira's hands.
"Alright," he said softly. "Thanks."
"No problem."
He walked out of the threshold and into his own room where he plopped down on his bed with a thump and opened the book to start reading.
* * *
By the time he was finished later that night, at around 10:30, Hiei was too far into the book to hear Mira's call to eat through the door.
He couldn't believe it.
This,
This little thing.
Had so much,
Feeling.
He found himself making references to his own life whenever the main character 'Holden' mentioned something.
Like,
The way he felt for his sister, Phoebe.
He cared for her so much.
He'd do anything for her.
He even cried when he accidentally broke a gift he had gotten her!
Hiei would do the same.
He wanted to care for her.
He'd do anything for Yukina.
But Yukina never really knew he truly existed.
Other parts in the book were like that one.
Hiei found himself making references to his own life through this ningen teenagers' life.
. . .
'Never thought that would happen. Me. Being like a ningen nut case.' He thought.
He read the last line of the book.
~Don't ever tell anybody everything you know. If you do, you start missing everybody.~
Hiei shut the book with a cloud of dust escaping it in a thud.
But Hiei could feel something weird on his cheek.
Something was moving downward.
Like a lightweight ladybug.
He reached his hand over to smack it but when he pulled his hand away, he found it was not covered in bug slime,
It was wet.
He stared at his hand for a few seconds and gasped.
He had wiped a tear away for the first time.
. . .
Hell, he had cried for the first time!
He couldn't believe it.
'All these years . . .' Hiei thought.
'All these years when I should have cried but I didn't. And now I cry for the first time at a ningen book?! What kind of an idiot am I?!'
The tears just continued to flow.
Not just out of sadness, but of anger as well.
He tried to wipe them away but they never left.
They just kept coming back.
One tear went all the way down to his mouth and he licked it off, leaving nothing but a left over streak to stain his face.
It tasted,
Salty.
It was warm. A weird taste.
But salty.
"Hiei?" Mira knocked as she let herself come in. "I thought you could use so- . . . Hiei, are you crying?"
"Yeah."
Mira set the tray on the night stand and trotted over to sit on the bed next to him.
She put a soothing hand on his back.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. Here." He handed her the now slightly wet book.
"Oh. Thanks . . . did this make you cry?" She said looking into his eyes.
He looked away.
"Sorta."
Mira cracked a grin. "Made me cry too when I read it. When he broke the windows in his garage? That was sad."
"Yeah. It was." Hiei said swallowing every syllable.
"Well, sorry to bother you." Then she got up off the bed and walked over to the door with the book in her hand and shut it close behind leaving Hiei to continue wiping at his cheeks.
Mira sat down outside of Hiei's doorway on the rug covered floor, leaning her back against the wall.
'I hope I did the right thing. Making him cry like that.'
'What do you mean?'
'I mean, I knew he was going to cry. Holden's just like him! I cried. Why shouldn't he?'
'But you make it sound like it was your fault he cried.'
'I know it wasn't, I just feel bad.'
'Whatever.'
~*~
~Kitsune Ria
AN: Ok. I just got my braces off and I have two retainers that are a little uncomfortable right now. Grrr. . .
Anyway, Thanks to one of my reviewers who asked if there will be more action, I shall answer that question.
YES. THERE WILL BE MORE!!! The next five-ish chapters (maybe less) are going to be fluffy. But then there will be more action when Makuya comes back . . . muahahahaha!