Hey y'all. Hikari Yume here, aka Jensei no Megami, hope ya' like this new
story. This story was co-written with Shi no Tenshi. Enjoy!
Me no own any of the YuYuHakusho characters, but Hino Hikari and Ongaku are all mine!
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"Daijobu desuku?" She asked, her voice was wheezy from lack of air. She forced herself to inhale slowly and rhythmically.
"I'm fine." He snapped, getting to his feet.
Hikari stood and looked him over.
He was a little shorter than she was, with black hair that stuck up wildly, and white streaks in the front. His slim, powerful body was hidden under a large black coat. His slanted eyes were blood red, and guarded. The lines of his face were strong, and prideful. A katana was at his side. Scratches marked his smooth face, and there was a large charred area on the front of his coat, over his chest. His grimace of pain was barely noticeable as he moved.
Hikari looked around, remembering the second form she had seen. "Is he alright?" She wondered aloud. She ran to the building, and began to scale the corner, using the jutting bricks as hand and foot holds. She climbed over the edge of the roof and ran to the other form, also a male. He lay sprawled, face down on the concrete.
She walked over to him, and touched his shoulder. "Daijobu desuku?" She asked, then winced. she thought. She gently rolled him over.
He had long, rose red hair, and a handsomely curved face. His body was slender and lithe, and he was about five foot six in height. He held a tattered rose in his hand, the petals were nearly gone. The pinkish-red uniform he wore was charred like the other boy's. But a hole had been burned over his chest, exposing an ugly, blackened wound, that had to be at least a third degree burn. Hikari felt his ribcage, just as the black haired boy joined her.
The unconscious red-head moaned softly when she touched an unburnt area around the wound. She frowned as she felt the broken ribs with her finger tips.
"Who are you? And what happened?" She asked, still examining the unconscious boy.
"He's Kurama, I'm Hiei. And what happened is none of your concern, ningen." Hiei retorted, kneeling beside her.
She shot a death glare at him. "The ningen has a name, watashi wa Hikari. Hino Hikari." She said. She frowned down at Kurama. Her stomach was tied in a nervous knot. She could heal him easily. But would the price of exposure be too high? Could she reveal her powers to this Hiei boy?
She looked down at the burn. It was sickening. The flesh was burnt black, and was even now being infected. It smelled of burnt, and rotting meat, and an acrid smoky scent. The mere sight of it hardened her resolve. Exposure was something she could live with if it meant saving this boy.
"I'm surprised he's still alive." She said to Hiei. Hikari lightly touched the burn with her left hand, and grimaced at the scaly, slimy texture. She placed the middle and index finger of her right hand at the base of Kurama's throat.
"What are you-?" Hiei started to demand.
"Shut up." Hikari snapped.
Hiei shut up, not because she told him to (of course -_-;;) but because the girl's spirit energy began to rise steadily. A pale blue flame sprouted around her left hand, and rolled down to cover the burn on his chest.
For a brief moment Hiei thought he might vomit. The blue flame roasted away the charred and infected tissue, to show the cracked bones of his ribs, and flesh more clearly than anyone would want to see them.
The cracks dulled, then faded from sight. The blue fire twisted over the ribs, healing them. The muscle and tissue of Kurama's chest slowly began to regrow. And was then covered by a healthy layer of pink skin.
Hiei watched in wonder. He had never seen anyone heal in this manner before. He didn't notice when she gently touched his own chest until after he saw the blue fire leap from her hand onto him. The ache in his chest from the attack faded then vanished.
He looked up at Hikari in shock. Her spirit energy faded back to it's normal steady pulse. And the blue fire vanished.
U people better review NOW!!!! Or I'll destroy the world! MUAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Shi- -_-;; uh, Jensei? That's MY job.
Me-Oh, yeah, damn.
Me no own any of the YuYuHakusho characters, but Hino Hikari and Ongaku are all mine!
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"Daijobu desuku?" She asked, her voice was wheezy from lack of air. She forced herself to inhale slowly and rhythmically.
"I'm fine." He snapped, getting to his feet.
Hikari stood and looked him over.
He was a little shorter than she was, with black hair that stuck up wildly, and white streaks in the front. His slim, powerful body was hidden under a large black coat. His slanted eyes were blood red, and guarded. The lines of his face were strong, and prideful. A katana was at his side. Scratches marked his smooth face, and there was a large charred area on the front of his coat, over his chest. His grimace of pain was barely noticeable as he moved.
Hikari looked around, remembering the second form she had seen. "Is he alright?" She wondered aloud. She ran to the building, and began to scale the corner, using the jutting bricks as hand and foot holds. She climbed over the edge of the roof and ran to the other form, also a male. He lay sprawled, face down on the concrete.
She walked over to him, and touched his shoulder. "Daijobu desuku?" She asked, then winced. she thought. She gently rolled him over.
He had long, rose red hair, and a handsomely curved face. His body was slender and lithe, and he was about five foot six in height. He held a tattered rose in his hand, the petals were nearly gone. The pinkish-red uniform he wore was charred like the other boy's. But a hole had been burned over his chest, exposing an ugly, blackened wound, that had to be at least a third degree burn. Hikari felt his ribcage, just as the black haired boy joined her.
The unconscious red-head moaned softly when she touched an unburnt area around the wound. She frowned as she felt the broken ribs with her finger tips.
"Who are you? And what happened?" She asked, still examining the unconscious boy.
"He's Kurama, I'm Hiei. And what happened is none of your concern, ningen." Hiei retorted, kneeling beside her.
She shot a death glare at him. "The ningen has a name, watashi wa Hikari. Hino Hikari." She said. She frowned down at Kurama. Her stomach was tied in a nervous knot. She could heal him easily. But would the price of exposure be too high? Could she reveal her powers to this Hiei boy?
She looked down at the burn. It was sickening. The flesh was burnt black, and was even now being infected. It smelled of burnt, and rotting meat, and an acrid smoky scent. The mere sight of it hardened her resolve. Exposure was something she could live with if it meant saving this boy.
"I'm surprised he's still alive." She said to Hiei. Hikari lightly touched the burn with her left hand, and grimaced at the scaly, slimy texture. She placed the middle and index finger of her right hand at the base of Kurama's throat.
"What are you-?" Hiei started to demand.
"Shut up." Hikari snapped.
Hiei shut up, not because she told him to (of course -_-;;) but because the girl's spirit energy began to rise steadily. A pale blue flame sprouted around her left hand, and rolled down to cover the burn on his chest.
For a brief moment Hiei thought he might vomit. The blue flame roasted away the charred and infected tissue, to show the cracked bones of his ribs, and flesh more clearly than anyone would want to see them.
The cracks dulled, then faded from sight. The blue fire twisted over the ribs, healing them. The muscle and tissue of Kurama's chest slowly began to regrow. And was then covered by a healthy layer of pink skin.
Hiei watched in wonder. He had never seen anyone heal in this manner before. He didn't notice when she gently touched his own chest until after he saw the blue fire leap from her hand onto him. The ache in his chest from the attack faded then vanished.
He looked up at Hikari in shock. Her spirit energy faded back to it's normal steady pulse. And the blue fire vanished.
U people better review NOW!!!! Or I'll destroy the world! MUAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Shi- -_-;; uh, Jensei? That's MY job.
Me-Oh, yeah, damn.