A/N: The beginning of this is sort of a rape scene, so for those who don't
like it, don't read it.
Daishi is Takara by the way. It's her last name. Queenie/Leiko is Takara Daishi.
By now, I am sure most people think this is about Takara. Well it is, sort of. It's Hiei/OC character fic! Really. I'll bring him in soon enough.
The other story I'm writing has a lot of Hiei/Takara fluff. For those who want to read that, just wait a bit longer and it will be out.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho.
***
~ We're freaks.freaks. ~
~Quiet, Daishi.please.what if he comes? ~
~ We're freaks. ~
~ Please, Daishi, cut it out, you're scaring me. ~
~ Freaks.we're freaks. ~
~ Little Daishi, are you there? ~
Silence
~ Come out Little Daishi. I have something for you. ~
She sits in her corner, praying to God to help her. A woman's foot comes into view, and so does the end of her whip. Behind the lady is him. He watches her, taunts her, laughs at her pain.
She cries at the feel of the whip. She cries and cries and cries, but she does not scream. The lady's sly smile soon turns to a frown of anger, and her whip comes down on the girl harder, faster, not giving time for her wounds heal.
The boy is laughing.
~ Scream! You stupid little girl! ~
Her back is bloody, and at this the boy laughs. His pale yellow eyes are bright with happiness. He loves this little girl, he loves the show she puts on for him.
The woman leaves, but the girl knows better than to let her guard down. The boy is practially clapping his hands together in excitement. He leans in close to her.
*I like you, little girl.*
She shivers.it's so cold.
*Let's be friends.*
Her teeth are chattering. The lady is back, and the boy enters the woman's body, possessing her. She shines with an eerrie yellow glow. Evil radiatess from her body.
~ Let's be friends! ~
Her clothes are ripped away, his hands making marks on her arms and legs and stomach. He grabs her neck, forcing her to look at the lady's face, and into her eyes, which show the evil that is him.
Her silver eyes are brimmed red, and more tears fall from them.
~ Let's be friends.~
I woke screaming, or trying to at least. Instead of a scream I let out a hoarse whisper. My father jumps up in surprise. My mother is unaffected.
"Taka." I shudder at my nickname. It should be comforting, but it only reminds me of my horrible nightmare. "What's wrong?" I look around before answering. I'm in a hospital. I hate hospitals.
"I just, had a bad dream. That's all." I turn to him. "Why am I here?"
"When you passed out, there was blood seeping from your mouth. Kurama and the others were worried." He said. "Come here." He holds out his arms for a hug. I shake my head.
"No, I don't want to be here!" I yell. I remember this place, I just dreamed about it. "Please, take me home."
"Honey." my mother says. There we go again, the honey thing. "Maybe it's best if you stay here for at least tonight." She says softly. My head shakes from side to side even harder.
"No!" I rub my arms. It's cold again, or maybe it's the hospital. "I want to go home." I whisper.
My parents both share a look, but I don't care. I may be acting childish again, but I didn't care. I just wanted to go home. Far far away from here.
***
Visitor hours are over.
My parents actually left me here. They actually left.
But hey, they really don't have any reason to stay and demand I come home. They have no idea why I hate hospitals so much.
I tense up at every sound, every movement. Look at what he's done to me! I'm a mess, a freak who looks over her shoulder every 10 seconds in fear of a stalker.
Damn him.
The cold air in the hospital is slowly giving me a headache. Oh well, I'm used to them. I get them almost every week.
Something crashes in the next room adjacent to mine. I try to sit up, and I hear nurses running to the room. The patient is screaming bloody murder, and I can see the nurses walk him down the hallway past my door.
Oh god.
My door is suddenly open! But how? He wouldn't come if there was a bunch of people here.but wait. He came when I was with my friends, didn't he? What's stopping him now?
Nothing, I realize. Nothing is stopping him from coming here and taking me over and over again.
I jump out of bed. I have to get out of here. I can't take my chances of being a sitting duck.
The hallway is empty. I run to the end of the hallway to the emergency exit. It's locked. I run to the other side, and find its locked too. I turn at the corridor and soon find myself at the entrance.
~ Oh Daishi. ~
Oh my god.he's here. I start to cry, even though I don't want to. The front doors are locked. I try to smash the glass doors with a paperwieght on the front desk, but I dropped it before it even scarred the glass.
He's controlling me.but how? I look at my feet, they're glowing yellow.
~ Litte Daishi, do not fear me. I've come to play. ~
Tears stream down my cheeks. Why is he back all of the sudden? Why can't he leave me alone? I'm sure he could find some other poor girl to torture.
It's really cold. Extremely cold. I fall back to the floor.
~ Let's play. ~
"No." I try to scream. But there's a weird feeling in my throat, as though he was gagging me. Suddenly I rise, as though I was pulled up.
His spectrel face stares into mine. He's happiness is practically shining. He gives me a wide grin.
~ Dance. ~
The room around us gets fuzzy. It swirls, like it does when you suddenly stop after spinning for a minute or so.
Soon the room looks like one from the Arabian places. I look down at myself and find that I'm wearing what looked like underwear and strings of beads.
~ Dance. ~
Daishi is Takara by the way. It's her last name. Queenie/Leiko is Takara Daishi.
By now, I am sure most people think this is about Takara. Well it is, sort of. It's Hiei/OC character fic! Really. I'll bring him in soon enough.
The other story I'm writing has a lot of Hiei/Takara fluff. For those who want to read that, just wait a bit longer and it will be out.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho.
***
~ We're freaks.freaks. ~
~Quiet, Daishi.please.what if he comes? ~
~ We're freaks. ~
~ Please, Daishi, cut it out, you're scaring me. ~
~ Freaks.we're freaks. ~
~ Little Daishi, are you there? ~
Silence
~ Come out Little Daishi. I have something for you. ~
She sits in her corner, praying to God to help her. A woman's foot comes into view, and so does the end of her whip. Behind the lady is him. He watches her, taunts her, laughs at her pain.
She cries at the feel of the whip. She cries and cries and cries, but she does not scream. The lady's sly smile soon turns to a frown of anger, and her whip comes down on the girl harder, faster, not giving time for her wounds heal.
The boy is laughing.
~ Scream! You stupid little girl! ~
Her back is bloody, and at this the boy laughs. His pale yellow eyes are bright with happiness. He loves this little girl, he loves the show she puts on for him.
The woman leaves, but the girl knows better than to let her guard down. The boy is practially clapping his hands together in excitement. He leans in close to her.
*I like you, little girl.*
She shivers.it's so cold.
*Let's be friends.*
Her teeth are chattering. The lady is back, and the boy enters the woman's body, possessing her. She shines with an eerrie yellow glow. Evil radiatess from her body.
~ Let's be friends! ~
Her clothes are ripped away, his hands making marks on her arms and legs and stomach. He grabs her neck, forcing her to look at the lady's face, and into her eyes, which show the evil that is him.
Her silver eyes are brimmed red, and more tears fall from them.
~ Let's be friends.~
I woke screaming, or trying to at least. Instead of a scream I let out a hoarse whisper. My father jumps up in surprise. My mother is unaffected.
"Taka." I shudder at my nickname. It should be comforting, but it only reminds me of my horrible nightmare. "What's wrong?" I look around before answering. I'm in a hospital. I hate hospitals.
"I just, had a bad dream. That's all." I turn to him. "Why am I here?"
"When you passed out, there was blood seeping from your mouth. Kurama and the others were worried." He said. "Come here." He holds out his arms for a hug. I shake my head.
"No, I don't want to be here!" I yell. I remember this place, I just dreamed about it. "Please, take me home."
"Honey." my mother says. There we go again, the honey thing. "Maybe it's best if you stay here for at least tonight." She says softly. My head shakes from side to side even harder.
"No!" I rub my arms. It's cold again, or maybe it's the hospital. "I want to go home." I whisper.
My parents both share a look, but I don't care. I may be acting childish again, but I didn't care. I just wanted to go home. Far far away from here.
***
Visitor hours are over.
My parents actually left me here. They actually left.
But hey, they really don't have any reason to stay and demand I come home. They have no idea why I hate hospitals so much.
I tense up at every sound, every movement. Look at what he's done to me! I'm a mess, a freak who looks over her shoulder every 10 seconds in fear of a stalker.
Damn him.
The cold air in the hospital is slowly giving me a headache. Oh well, I'm used to them. I get them almost every week.
Something crashes in the next room adjacent to mine. I try to sit up, and I hear nurses running to the room. The patient is screaming bloody murder, and I can see the nurses walk him down the hallway past my door.
Oh god.
My door is suddenly open! But how? He wouldn't come if there was a bunch of people here.but wait. He came when I was with my friends, didn't he? What's stopping him now?
Nothing, I realize. Nothing is stopping him from coming here and taking me over and over again.
I jump out of bed. I have to get out of here. I can't take my chances of being a sitting duck.
The hallway is empty. I run to the end of the hallway to the emergency exit. It's locked. I run to the other side, and find its locked too. I turn at the corridor and soon find myself at the entrance.
~ Oh Daishi. ~
Oh my god.he's here. I start to cry, even though I don't want to. The front doors are locked. I try to smash the glass doors with a paperwieght on the front desk, but I dropped it before it even scarred the glass.
He's controlling me.but how? I look at my feet, they're glowing yellow.
~ Litte Daishi, do not fear me. I've come to play. ~
Tears stream down my cheeks. Why is he back all of the sudden? Why can't he leave me alone? I'm sure he could find some other poor girl to torture.
It's really cold. Extremely cold. I fall back to the floor.
~ Let's play. ~
"No." I try to scream. But there's a weird feeling in my throat, as though he was gagging me. Suddenly I rise, as though I was pulled up.
His spectrel face stares into mine. He's happiness is practically shining. He gives me a wide grin.
~ Dance. ~
The room around us gets fuzzy. It swirls, like it does when you suddenly stop after spinning for a minute or so.
Soon the room looks like one from the Arabian places. I look down at myself and find that I'm wearing what looked like underwear and strings of beads.
~ Dance. ~