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TITLE: Silver Dragon

AUTHOR: kitsune_no_baka

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CHAPTER III:

THE AVATAR OF NOSTALGIA

"Find him! Don't let him escape!" A deep voice called. Guards ran around
the place. A gigantic black dragon was destroying the city. The rage of
fire leaked through the apocalypse. Everyone was in panic. Women were
crying with children in their arms. A young boy was under a big block of
tree trying to escape its clutches with his father trying hard to set him
free. "Hold On."

'Hold On?'

"Hold On?"

'Where did I hear that word?'

'It sounds vaguely familiar.'

'A faint sound.'

A blurry memory..

[FLASHBACK]

"Hiei, Please listen to me."

"What are you talking about?"

"I can't hold on much longer.. I just can't...."

"What are talking about?"

"I love you"

the shattering silence.

"What?!"

"I love you Hiei."

"I need you"

'What is he talking about?'

'The ningen loves me.'

"What?!"

"Hiei, Please don't act as if you don't know....... Please don't.."

the shattering silence.

I left.

Not a trace.

"please don't.. don't act as if you don't want to know."

'Hold On'

"Daddy!" The child called while crying. "Hold On, don't ever let go." His
father said stuttering in reply. The fire started rampaging around the
wood.

"don't ever let go."

'don't ever let go.'

'Where did I hear that word?'

'It sounds vaguely familiar.'

'A faint sound.'

A blurry memory..

"Hiei, don't you dare die on me." I watched the jade orbs looking down on
me with clear glass pearls flowing down from his cheeks. His long scarlet tresses moved in unison with the wind. His arms filled with blood dripping
into insanity. I could feel my own gushing out from an open wound uncontrollably leaving my body with coldness. "Hiei, please don't leave me.
No.. you can't, We'll get out of here."

'The red head. Why did he care so much? Was it because I was wounded from
the battle? Was it because his conscience convinced him too? He 'is' a
ningen after all, a warm hearted fool.'

'But.. But. that's not what I felt when he held me in his arms. He didn't feel guilty inside. He didn't look bothered when he stared at me. He was..
lonely? But why? what for?' I opened my jagan to heal the wounds in my
body. I closed my eyes and then fell asleep.

"Father!" The child screamed. I watched the dark fire spreading on the wood
burning it into ashes. "Somebody, please. help him.. Please." The man begged. The moment froze. Eternity captured the unwillingness. It destroyed my every emotion. I quickly moved at a fast pace and then drew my katana. I destroyed the logs and freed the young boy. He lay unconscious in my arms.
His father was so happy tears sprung out of his eyes. I returned him.

A gigantic black dragon was destroying the city. The rage of fire leaked
through the apocalypse. Everyone was in panic. Women were crying with children in their arms. I took the white cloth away from my jagan eyes and opened the third atrocious eye. The fire dragon looked down. I looked back at him and raised my bandaged arm. He attacked, trying to burn me. The pain
was creeping to my skin furiously dragging me to the depths.

'hold on.'

"No!"

'What?'

"Bastard"

'Whose there?'

"Criminal"

'Who are you?'

"Thief"

'Who are you? Show yourself'

"Assassin"

'Appear you coward!'

'Show yourself'

Pause

"Look who's talking"

The back of my mind was aching. It was a rainy night. Hiding under the
caves, I made fire to warm myself up. Rejection. The only emotion living inside me. The only emotion living within me. It was raining hard. I had to
hide. To take shelter. To run away. Run away. Just like the hunted. The
voice was right. I was nothing but a thief. A hungry assassin, paid, laid and made. I couldn't stop myself from lying, stealing and cheating myself. I watched the smoke flowing to the heavens. Black smoke covered the city. I
destroyed it. I didn't mean to. I was just after the youkai who took my tear gem. And I used my Kokuryuha. I knew I couldn't destroy him. I knew I
was still weak. I sensed my defeat. I had no choice.

A voice.

"I'll be watching you..."

"Huh?!" sweat was dripping all over my body. I rose to a sitting position.
My head was aching badly. 'What?...' My arm had a long tube connected to what looked like bag of water beside the bed hanging high. I was in a white
empty room. I removed the tube from my arm and a small portion of it
started bleeding. I took the sheets away from me and found myself wearing
white clothes. I rose. The floor was cold to my feet. A sharp throbbing pain traveled to my heart like a circuit connected to it started breaking. Just then, my knees began to wobble and I fell. I accidentally hit a glass
and it fell on the ground. I helped myself up and found the broken glass
was a vase. Roses were scattered on the floor. "Kurama.." I just remembered. Kurama. He was taken away by her ningen mother. I have to find him. I stood up again eager to find the missing kitsune. Reaching the door,
opened it and left.
'Where the hell, am I?'

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(') Hiei's thoughts
(") Dialogue/Voice/Kurama(Shuiichi)
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