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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"Baka ningen, you should let me handle this." Hiei snapped at her.
"Why? I know what I'm doing Hiei-san." She replied, she fell into a fighting stance.
"What d'you guys say we teach this onna a lesson?" Mamoru asked the others.
"Let's." Shirimi replied, grinning.
Hikari was silent, and waited for them to attack.
Shirimi lunged, hid right hand swung his blade around to cut her stomach. He hit empty air. She slammed her fist into his gut, knocking him into Masao.
Hiei had thought he was letting her get the crap kicked out of her. Apparently she was a decent fighter, for a ningen. Though he personally thought that these punks were weaklings. It seemed she thought so too. He watched her duck under a knife thrust, and send it's owner into a wall.
Hikari brushed a thin line of blood from small knife cut on her cheek, and went back to where Hiei and Kurama were standing. Purposefully stepping on Mamoru's stomach as she passed. She took Kurama's arm and returned it to it's place over her shoulders.
"You should have blocked higher." Hiei said coldly, very much like a teacher who had caught a student doing something stupid.
"I noticed. And don't think I won't kick myself about it." She responded dryly.
They passed through the factory, out the broken chain link fence. They walked for at time in the woods, until the trees and brush gave way to a cleared space, with a building constructed like an old Shinto temple from the Feudal age. Sparring dummies lined a grassy training field, and shouts came from inside the larger part of the building, though the paper screen, he could make out the forms of teenagers reviewing a kata.
"Does your Okaasan know about your power?" Hiei asked.
"Hai. She'll understand, sort of." Hikari replied.
"Okaasan!" She called.
"Hikari-chan, where have you been?" A short, middle-aged woman with hard eyes, heavy jaw, and powerful body stuck her head out of the dojo door.
"I got side-tracked," She replied. "But I had to "help" Minamino-san." She emphasized the "help" part.
"And you wanted to see if he and his friend could stay here." The woman finished.
"Yeah, basically." Hikari said.
"Fine, the guest room's clean anyway."
(So our favorite demons are staying with my OC, what will happen next?)
Me no own any of the YuYuHakusho characters, but Hino Hikari and Ongaku are all mine!
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"Baka ningen, you should let me handle this." Hiei snapped at her.
"Why? I know what I'm doing Hiei-san." She replied, she fell into a fighting stance.
"What d'you guys say we teach this onna a lesson?" Mamoru asked the others.
"Let's." Shirimi replied, grinning.
Hikari was silent, and waited for them to attack.
Shirimi lunged, hid right hand swung his blade around to cut her stomach. He hit empty air. She slammed her fist into his gut, knocking him into Masao.
Hiei had thought he was letting her get the crap kicked out of her. Apparently she was a decent fighter, for a ningen. Though he personally thought that these punks were weaklings. It seemed she thought so too. He watched her duck under a knife thrust, and send it's owner into a wall.
Hikari brushed a thin line of blood from small knife cut on her cheek, and went back to where Hiei and Kurama were standing. Purposefully stepping on Mamoru's stomach as she passed. She took Kurama's arm and returned it to it's place over her shoulders.
"You should have blocked higher." Hiei said coldly, very much like a teacher who had caught a student doing something stupid.
"I noticed. And don't think I won't kick myself about it." She responded dryly.
They passed through the factory, out the broken chain link fence. They walked for at time in the woods, until the trees and brush gave way to a cleared space, with a building constructed like an old Shinto temple from the Feudal age. Sparring dummies lined a grassy training field, and shouts came from inside the larger part of the building, though the paper screen, he could make out the forms of teenagers reviewing a kata.
"Does your Okaasan know about your power?" Hiei asked.
"Hai. She'll understand, sort of." Hikari replied.
"Okaasan!" She called.
"Hikari-chan, where have you been?" A short, middle-aged woman with hard eyes, heavy jaw, and powerful body stuck her head out of the dojo door.
"I got side-tracked," She replied. "But I had to "help" Minamino-san." She emphasized the "help" part.
"And you wanted to see if he and his friend could stay here." The woman finished.
"Yeah, basically." Hikari said.
"Fine, the guest room's clean anyway."
(So our favorite demons are staying with my OC, what will happen next?)