Chapter 17. Final test, final chapter. Had to end it sometime, didn't I? Well, things may become clearer, but it will leave off. That's why there is a sequel in the making. Hope you guys read the next one. I should have actual "scenes" in them where there is full contact. Yay! Okay, now I've disturbed myself by saying "Yay" to possible porno. Is this good for Karma? *_* …

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Ever look through a kaleidoscope? Different pictures, distorted, but hypnotizing. This is how the final test took hold of Sona or Amara I should say. Only the pictures were so vivid at one moment, then fuzz at the next. But in the end, she got the gist.

First, she'd see Hiei. His body in front of her, laying lifeless. Then her own hands covered in his blood. In the background people would be yelling "Murderer! How could you?" Cornered with fear and guilt, the picture would change to a scene with him lying on top of her, moving inward to her, as she sighs. The picture closed out with her hand grasping the side of the bed. It went on. More pictures of death, and pleasure, mixed into this orgy of anger, and lust. Poor girl was more puzzled than ever.

The head ache stopped and her father's voice played in the back of her mind.

"You've made it. You've survived. I couldn't be more proud. But at the same time I am disappointed. You are willing to throw your destiny away for a boy. A boy who will never comprehend how much you can give. And even worse, you're aware of it. I don't know whether to respect you, or pity you. With the amount of power you have, you could do so much. The world will need you. So soon, my child. Freedom will be wonderful for a short while, but you'll find out that there are binds tied into the deepest crevasses of your soul, and you will be bound to this world forever. You have a greater meaning. Greater than I can describe. Only you will know when. But that time is far from now."

"I have given you the chance to see how your love plays out in the end. Your final task, is to figure out what you will do with the prior knowledge of what is to come. Ultimately you'll need to let go. Let go of love and anger. And let in the only thing that matters. I cannot tell you what it is you need. Only you can do that."

"Your mind is clouded with questions that deserve answers. I just don't know. There are higher powers that are forcing my hand in this, daughter, and I have no answer for why I talked to Leo, and brought his wrath upon you. I never meant to hurt you, and I never will again. I promise."

"The sword is yours now. Along with your true identity. Amara Seta. Oh how I wish I could have been there to hold you all those times when Hell rained down on you with its almighty force. But the dead cannot have there wishes granted. Live your life how you chose. But what you let go, will come back in the end, just remember that. These are my last words to you. Pray for my soul. Even though my intentions in life were good, I still must be punished."

"Stay strong." And with that. His voice faded. Amara Seta. Reborn from the hellish flames that had always encased her, now awoke, realizing what she had to do.

Hiei stood above, looking worried. Koenma was walking around holding the sword that until minutes ago had been stuck in his wall.

"Are you alright?" Hiei touched her forehead gently stroking away her bangs.

"Now I am." Her eye began to churn like a ring of fire, until they became an orange shade and her hair flushed into black. Final human form. No more red eyes. No more green hair.

Amara was at a crossroad between being in love with Hiei. Or being able to like herself. She had a choice to make, but the decision had been already reached while she was passed out.

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Hiei and Amara sit on a bench at the train station. A single suite case sitting beside her.

"Do you really have to go?" he asked for the millionth time. Of course she didn't have to. She just needed to.

"Things have been insane forever Hiei. I need to find myself. I need to figure out what I really want. Maybe if I get away from all the pressure, and sadness that still is in my system, I can move on and be happy. Whatever the hell that is." she joked.

"I wish you wouldn't go." he muttered.

"Its not like you'll never see me. Someday, I'll be back. I just don't know when. Maybe, when you really need me I'll just feel it. And I'll be back here." her eyes were clouded, and this time it wasn't because of sorrow. Or pain. It was because of this utter feeling of knowing not where she would go. And what was to come down the path she would travel. She didn't know. That's why it felt so right.

His hand grasped hers as the train pulled into the station. "I can't understand what went on with you, and I never will, but you have to get that I finally know what I want. I want you. And I don't care how long it takes for you to get back, because I know you will come back. Right?"

She leaned in for a long kiss, that would remain with her. As she lifted the suite case, a folded piece of paper fell out and landed on the ground. Neither of them noticed it. She turned away, fighting a losing battle with tears and walked full force onto the train. Under Hiei's breath the words "I love you" missed Amara's ears.

The train started and she stared out the window at the boy with his head directed towards the ground being strong. "I love you." she thought, sending the message into his head. Although he could barely hear it, he knew.

Now the train was gone. Hiei started to walk away but saw the folded paper on the ground and picked it up. Inside was a picture. Drawn with love, and ease. A young woman, being held by a boy with spiked hair, and a caring look on his sleeping face. As the breeze picked up, the picture swept away from his hands, and was blown away. Hiei stood there a while. Hoping she would magically appear and be wrapped by his arms. But it didn't happen. So he walked away.

And that is how the story ends. No death. No betrayal. Just love. Moving on. But the Fates work in mysterious ways. Threes years to the day, something jolted Spirit World. Some demons didn't like the way Koenma's father controlled everything. And with great energy, the mighty king fell. Killed instantly somehow. There was actually a force strong enough to kill someone with his power. And little did team Urimeshi know, but very, very soon. They would be called to action again. But that's another story.