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"Hmph, and why is it that Koenma doesn't want me to join you?" Hiei frowned, his back facing Kurama.
"I'm not sure exactly. But we really don't require that much help. It's just a small matter." Kurama said.
"I wouldn't help those fools anyway. Just go on, but be here before she wakes up." He warned.
"Don't worry, she'll be out for a very long time. The mission should be completed then." He walked away, leaving Hiei standing there, wondering how the hell he got the job of babysitting some teenage human girl.
***
There wasn't much to do, Hiei soon found out. As if he expected something interesting to happen in Ningenkai.
He walked back into the guestroom, where Takara was fast asleep. She had been for the previous day and the day before that, and the day before that. She should be up soon.
"Baka ningens." He muttered, leaning against a wall. How long did it take for her to recover? He eyed her from across the room.
Her unnatural blue hair fanned out below her, her light-bronze eyelids covering her silver eyes. Her face was peaceful, angelic even. Hiei was surprised to find himself thinking such things. He was no poet, and did not care for looks. He started to leave, but Takara had stirred from her sleep.
She sat up slowly, sitting cross-legged. Her eyes wandered around the room, and stopped at Hiei's figure.
"You're.that boy." She pointed. Hiei stared at her like she was stupid, which he suspected she was.
"Yes. But I prefer the name Hiei, not boy." He huffed, regaining his previous position by the wall.
"Where is everyone? What happened? And," she started to add, recalling her encounter with the creature. "What happened to the demon?"
Hiei almost jumped in surprise at her knowledge of demons; he was so surprised infact, that he forgot his usual composure, or just a tad of it. "What do you know of demons?"
Takara bit her lip. Why, oh why, did she blurt out things without thinking? Now he was going to think she was crazy, and he'll never go on a date with her.
She shook her head as if to shake that last thought out, and looked away from Hiei's eyes, forgetting that the key to lying was to look into one's eyes.
"Oh, did I say demons?" she laughed nervously. "Sorry, I have this weird fetish with demons and mythical creatures, so yeah." she chuckled and blushed. Hiei decided to buy her lie, for now, and crossed his arms.
"Whatever. Kurama brought you here after you got hurt, and you've been here for approxiametely three days." He explained.
"Oh." Was all Takara could say. She got up and looked around, trying to think of the first thing she had to do. She caught sight of herself in the mirror and was surprised to see herself sparkly clean. She was even in new clothes. Which meant that.
"You undressed me in my sleep?" she yelled, throwing a pillow at him. Caught by surprise, it hit Hiei square in the face.
"You hentai!" she yelled again, throwing another pillow. Only this time Hiei caught it and threw it back at her. She fell to the floor, but quickly got up. Hiei towered over her, his hands grabbing her wrists before she could make anymore movements.
"Keep still. I had to do it. You looked far from human before I cleaned you up." He smirked at her outraged gasp, and chuckled at her attempts to free herself from his grasp.
He pushed her with enough force to knock her down to the carpeted floor, and tossed another pillow at her. She wretched it away from her face.
"That was for the first pillow." Takara got up, breathing heavily.
"Jerk." She muttered, but didn't do anything else. Instead she walked out of the room and downstairs, choosing to ignore the problem.
"Where do you think you're going?" Hiei demanded. She paused at the door.
"Home of course. I don't live here." She laughed.
"Stupid ningen, don't you want to be sure that you don't have another one of your fainting sessions again?" he growled.
"What do you mean?" She turned around.Hiei sighed.
"I mean, that your health may not be at its best. You'd be better off staying here taking Kurama's medicine until he gets back." He explained.
"I can just go to a hospital." Takara said, but inside she knew that wasn't true. If she went to the hospital, they might contact her father, and she'd be sucked back into California. But she really wanted to get out of here, espically away from him.
"Whatever." He walked back upstairs. Takara stared at the door, determined to leave, but soon her shoulders sagged at her decision.
"I'm just leaving to go get my stuff!" she called. Takara didn't hear an answer, but that didn't stop her from leaving.
***
Takara entered Kurama's house about an hour later. She dropped her things in the room and changed into newer clothes after taking a very long bath.
She walked back downstairs in her pajamas (it was pretty late) and looked for Hiei. She spotted something moving quickly outside in the yard. She pressed her hands against the glass and watched Hiei as he trained.
'Wow, he's fast!' she thought. He twirled his katana around his hand, and flashed in and out of sight, cutting invisible enemies.
The clock on the wall started to ring, causing her to jump up in surprise. A little toy bird came out of it.
"Cute." She softly muttered, looking past the clock. There was a huge bookcase that took up the entire wall. Tons of books were stacked on them, all in neat rows.
She loved books. She may not have looked like a bookworm, but she would have chosen reading over shopping anyday. Her father passed his love of books to her, and she always had a couple of books stuffed in her duffel bag for any of hertravels.
Her hand skimmed over the titles as she bent down and read them. The Theif Lord, The Girl With Silver Eyes, Inkheart (one of her favorties), and so much more were all in the bottom row. When the rows were beyond her reach, she got a stool from the kitchen.
Takara picked out Lord Of Dragons and read the inside cover. The artwork on the cover itself was gorgeous, beyond her own artistic talents, and the story looked even better.
She sat comfortabley on the couch, and started to read the book, cover to cover. It was dark outside when she finally looked out the window, expecting Hiei to pop up out of somewhere.
And he did. Just when she finished reading chapter 19 (she was one fast reader). The door just swished open, and she looked up from her book with what she suspected to be a blank look, one that was lost in space. Her father always had that look on his face whenever she had distrubed him from his reading; since she looked so much like herfather, it would have been no surprise if she had had the same look at that time.
"Oh, hi!" she greeted after a moment of silence. He only glared at her, then walked into the kitchen. The book had restored her to my usual calm state, so she just shrugged and lowered her head.
"Is that are you're going to do all day?" he asked. Takara shook my head, trying to return to her story. But his question rang in her head, and repeated itself until she finally remembered why she was in Japan in the first place.
"Oh my god!" she sat up straight. The award ceremony! How could have she forgetten? She was supposed to get a dress, prepare a speech (okay, update the one she already wrote), and.
"I need a date." she muttered to herself. Automatically, a list formed in her head. She had so much to. Usually she didn't like planninh things, she hated having it all laid out for her, but this was a list, not a schedule.
"Excuse me?"
"Huh?" she looked up at him. "Oh, nothing. Nevermind. I'll get to it tomorrow." the last part was meant to be said only in her head, but now it was out and she felt like a complete idiot and space case in front of him. Takara closed the book, returned it to the bookcase (she had memorized what page she was on) and walked upstairs.
"Goodnight." she said softly, but he didn't say anything. She hadn't really didn't expect him too.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it!
Review please.
***
"Hmph, and why is it that Koenma doesn't want me to join you?" Hiei frowned, his back facing Kurama.
"I'm not sure exactly. But we really don't require that much help. It's just a small matter." Kurama said.
"I wouldn't help those fools anyway. Just go on, but be here before she wakes up." He warned.
"Don't worry, she'll be out for a very long time. The mission should be completed then." He walked away, leaving Hiei standing there, wondering how the hell he got the job of babysitting some teenage human girl.
***
There wasn't much to do, Hiei soon found out. As if he expected something interesting to happen in Ningenkai.
He walked back into the guestroom, where Takara was fast asleep. She had been for the previous day and the day before that, and the day before that. She should be up soon.
"Baka ningens." He muttered, leaning against a wall. How long did it take for her to recover? He eyed her from across the room.
Her unnatural blue hair fanned out below her, her light-bronze eyelids covering her silver eyes. Her face was peaceful, angelic even. Hiei was surprised to find himself thinking such things. He was no poet, and did not care for looks. He started to leave, but Takara had stirred from her sleep.
She sat up slowly, sitting cross-legged. Her eyes wandered around the room, and stopped at Hiei's figure.
"You're.that boy." She pointed. Hiei stared at her like she was stupid, which he suspected she was.
"Yes. But I prefer the name Hiei, not boy." He huffed, regaining his previous position by the wall.
"Where is everyone? What happened? And," she started to add, recalling her encounter with the creature. "What happened to the demon?"
Hiei almost jumped in surprise at her knowledge of demons; he was so surprised infact, that he forgot his usual composure, or just a tad of it. "What do you know of demons?"
Takara bit her lip. Why, oh why, did she blurt out things without thinking? Now he was going to think she was crazy, and he'll never go on a date with her.
She shook her head as if to shake that last thought out, and looked away from Hiei's eyes, forgetting that the key to lying was to look into one's eyes.
"Oh, did I say demons?" she laughed nervously. "Sorry, I have this weird fetish with demons and mythical creatures, so yeah." she chuckled and blushed. Hiei decided to buy her lie, for now, and crossed his arms.
"Whatever. Kurama brought you here after you got hurt, and you've been here for approxiametely three days." He explained.
"Oh." Was all Takara could say. She got up and looked around, trying to think of the first thing she had to do. She caught sight of herself in the mirror and was surprised to see herself sparkly clean. She was even in new clothes. Which meant that.
"You undressed me in my sleep?" she yelled, throwing a pillow at him. Caught by surprise, it hit Hiei square in the face.
"You hentai!" she yelled again, throwing another pillow. Only this time Hiei caught it and threw it back at her. She fell to the floor, but quickly got up. Hiei towered over her, his hands grabbing her wrists before she could make anymore movements.
"Keep still. I had to do it. You looked far from human before I cleaned you up." He smirked at her outraged gasp, and chuckled at her attempts to free herself from his grasp.
He pushed her with enough force to knock her down to the carpeted floor, and tossed another pillow at her. She wretched it away from her face.
"That was for the first pillow." Takara got up, breathing heavily.
"Jerk." She muttered, but didn't do anything else. Instead she walked out of the room and downstairs, choosing to ignore the problem.
"Where do you think you're going?" Hiei demanded. She paused at the door.
"Home of course. I don't live here." She laughed.
"Stupid ningen, don't you want to be sure that you don't have another one of your fainting sessions again?" he growled.
"What do you mean?" She turned around.Hiei sighed.
"I mean, that your health may not be at its best. You'd be better off staying here taking Kurama's medicine until he gets back." He explained.
"I can just go to a hospital." Takara said, but inside she knew that wasn't true. If she went to the hospital, they might contact her father, and she'd be sucked back into California. But she really wanted to get out of here, espically away from him.
"Whatever." He walked back upstairs. Takara stared at the door, determined to leave, but soon her shoulders sagged at her decision.
"I'm just leaving to go get my stuff!" she called. Takara didn't hear an answer, but that didn't stop her from leaving.
***
Takara entered Kurama's house about an hour later. She dropped her things in the room and changed into newer clothes after taking a very long bath.
She walked back downstairs in her pajamas (it was pretty late) and looked for Hiei. She spotted something moving quickly outside in the yard. She pressed her hands against the glass and watched Hiei as he trained.
'Wow, he's fast!' she thought. He twirled his katana around his hand, and flashed in and out of sight, cutting invisible enemies.
The clock on the wall started to ring, causing her to jump up in surprise. A little toy bird came out of it.
"Cute." She softly muttered, looking past the clock. There was a huge bookcase that took up the entire wall. Tons of books were stacked on them, all in neat rows.
She loved books. She may not have looked like a bookworm, but she would have chosen reading over shopping anyday. Her father passed his love of books to her, and she always had a couple of books stuffed in her duffel bag for any of hertravels.
Her hand skimmed over the titles as she bent down and read them. The Theif Lord, The Girl With Silver Eyes, Inkheart (one of her favorties), and so much more were all in the bottom row. When the rows were beyond her reach, she got a stool from the kitchen.
Takara picked out Lord Of Dragons and read the inside cover. The artwork on the cover itself was gorgeous, beyond her own artistic talents, and the story looked even better.
She sat comfortabley on the couch, and started to read the book, cover to cover. It was dark outside when she finally looked out the window, expecting Hiei to pop up out of somewhere.
And he did. Just when she finished reading chapter 19 (she was one fast reader). The door just swished open, and she looked up from her book with what she suspected to be a blank look, one that was lost in space. Her father always had that look on his face whenever she had distrubed him from his reading; since she looked so much like herfather, it would have been no surprise if she had had the same look at that time.
"Oh, hi!" she greeted after a moment of silence. He only glared at her, then walked into the kitchen. The book had restored her to my usual calm state, so she just shrugged and lowered her head.
"Is that are you're going to do all day?" he asked. Takara shook my head, trying to return to her story. But his question rang in her head, and repeated itself until she finally remembered why she was in Japan in the first place.
"Oh my god!" she sat up straight. The award ceremony! How could have she forgetten? She was supposed to get a dress, prepare a speech (okay, update the one she already wrote), and.
"I need a date." she muttered to herself. Automatically, a list formed in her head. She had so much to. Usually she didn't like planninh things, she hated having it all laid out for her, but this was a list, not a schedule.
"Excuse me?"
"Huh?" she looked up at him. "Oh, nothing. Nevermind. I'll get to it tomorrow." the last part was meant to be said only in her head, but now it was out and she felt like a complete idiot and space case in front of him. Takara closed the book, returned it to the bookcase (she had memorized what page she was on) and walked upstairs.
"Goodnight." she said softly, but he didn't say anything. She hadn't really didn't expect him too.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it!
Review please.