It's me, Muni again! Sorry my latest posts have been late and all. I was just so busy, then I visited my grandparents in Florida, and they don't have a computer!! Augh! x.X;
So here's the next chapter. It's the fifth in case you weren't counting. ^^; So my disclaimer goes a little something' like this.
I don't own Yuu Yuu Hakusho or any characters in this fic. There are no original characters because I like to keep it simple. Please, no flames, R&R, but most importantly, enjoy!
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Through Another's Eyes Chapter 5: Proposals
Kurama was so frustrated with the expression on Koenma's face. He simply couldn't milk anything from it. The Reiki ruler was very good at containing his thoughts. Most of the time.
He shifted his weight as Yuusuke presented his case. When he was through, what Koenma had to say was shocking.
"I know." the toddler explained. Kurama's eyebrows floated unnaturally high.
"Would you mind elaborating?" he asked carefully.
Koenma sighed. "I knew it was Hiei all along. I was only waiting for him to turn himself in." he chuckled, complete glee evident in his voice.
Yuusuke felt...well, stupid. He had to interject. "You mean we spent a half an hour trying to figure out what the hell to say and you already knew?!" he threw his arms up. "What a load o' crap!" Crossing his arms, angrily, he sat in the corner mumbling. Botan giggled and spoke, her mouth covered to ensure her safety.
"Koenma sir, you have Hiei in custody, don't you, you sneaky little devil?" she mused. "You know," she began, the hint of laughter faded from her voice, "you really should've told us, sir...we were so very worried for him..." George shifted his weight uncomfortably beside Koenma and whispered something in his ear. Koenma nodded in return.
Bowing his head, the small prince began to speak in an inaudible tone. Botan squinted. "Sir, we...can't hear you." behind her, the others sweat dropped.
He sighed, unhappy to raise his voice even the tiniest bit more. "Actually," he began, "I was ready to have Hiei arrested a mere few hours following the murder. I had spies around. We sensed his ki rise to a dangerous rate so I had Ayame send out scouts to keep an eye on him." He paused.
Yuusuke, sitting before the toddler, snorted hastily. This signaled the others to sit. Once they had all situated themselves and were declared "comfortable," Koenma cleared his throat and resumed his speech. "As I was saying, Kuwabara's murder wasn't officially beheld. Thankfully, a lucky spy of ours sensed the action there and flew to the scene as quickly as possible." Suddenly, behind his giant chair, the screen usually used to watch Yuusuke's cases, came to life.
On it were images of the horrific crime scene. Police tape surrounded the balcony and front door of the building. The sky was grey and cloudy, rain approaching. The occasional quick stab of lightning lit the walls.
Yuusuke's eyes bulged and watered. He had seen the window. It was absolutely drenched, covered, and smeared with the familiar crimson stains he'd seen so many times before. Blood. Kuwabara's blood.
Blood. Kuwabara's blood. So much blood.... The rusty red clashed with strange, black, charred stains that none of them recognized. Yuusuke felt a lurch in his stomach at the site of his best friend's vicious beating. He heard Botan's disgusted gasp as she turned her head, along with Keiko. Patting her shoulders, Keiko struggled to keep from crying out. Kurama merely flinched, attempting to keep his emotions under control. It was absolutely terrifying. To think that their friend was capable of such a thing. That so much hatred could be enclosed in such a small body. Hiei...
Kurama's inner ki net reverberated. Someone was contacting him. Hiei. He weighed his odds. After ignoring the ki bursts deep in his mind for about thirty seconds, he received him.
*Hiei?* he kept his expression hard, cold, to hide the inner conversation. As he waited for Hiei to respond he watched the group observe official footage of Hiei's arrest on the royal screen.
After a moment of contemplative silence, Hiei answered. *Kurama. You're here aren't you?* His tone was laced with venom. He clearly didn't want Kurama to get the wrong impression from the Reiki. *I knew those bastards would bring you here. Now they're going to try to turn you against me with fake videos and special effects.*
Kurama's inner net fluctuated with irritation. *They can't turn me against you. I already agree with them. You should've controlled your anger.*
*I know. It got away from me.* His voice betrayed him. Hiei was clearly unhappy to admit he was wrong. A deep part of him wanted to believe Kuwabara's death was fate. Destiny. Simply him doing his job. He trailed off as footsteps sounded down the hall. Kurama hurriedly closed his inner net. He knew who was coming. Hiei.
From the dark hallway, slowly emerged the broken and quiet form of the murderer. "Hiei..." Yuusuke droned. Both of his arms restrained by Oni guards, all he had was his legs. Hiei dragged his feet along the ground, not wanting to see the rejection on his friends' faces. Fortunately for him, when he pushed himself to look at Kurama, Botan, Yuusuke, and Keiko, all he saw was pity and love. His eyes watered and he squinched them to force the Hiruiseki back into the ducts. There was evidence of a lashing on his bare shoulders, his wrists contracted into handcuffs.
Kurama sighed through his ki net. They had the murderer with them. But the question was, would he talk? "Hiei." Koenma ordered. "Your friends came to help you." Snarling and giving a feral scowl, he turned his head sharply to the right, to look away from the giant screen. He need not be reminded of the crime right now. His thought ricocheted through his inner web. *Kurama. I want.....*
After a few silent seconds. *What do you want?*
Hiei gulped in a breath of air, as he kept his outer face, a mask. A mask of hatred. Of violence. A mask of brutal ugliness.
Hiei didn't answer, but Kurama did for him. *Come Hiei. Let us take you home. You know what's left to do.*
"Koenma." Yuusuke's voice sounded again. This time, it was important. "We wanna see Kuwabara." He swallowed, preparing for the emotional tearing he'd feel at seeing his deceased friend. He knew seeing him would break his flesh. Rip him apart at the very core of his ki.
Koenma sighed heavily, feeling defeated, although he knew it was coming. "As you wish." he turned his chair to face a very solemn George. "George, bring in Kuwabara."
"Y-yes Koenma, sir." he stuttered. Running off into the pitch black hallway, he disappeared. For few minutes, the uncomfortable group looked around. Kurama stared at Hiei. Hiei felt his eyes upon him and lowered his head, avoiding his eyes. Then, out of the maddening silence, came slow, deliberate footsteps. A slow beat. The footsteps approached with caution. They could sense his hatred. His horrible feeling of betrayal. Gulping, the group readied themselves for his arrival. When his feet came close enough to cast shadows upon the haunted, cold floor, he spoke.
"Didn't expect to see you here."
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Stay tuned to see what happens next! Thanks! ^-^
So here's the next chapter. It's the fifth in case you weren't counting. ^^; So my disclaimer goes a little something' like this.
I don't own Yuu Yuu Hakusho or any characters in this fic. There are no original characters because I like to keep it simple. Please, no flames, R&R, but most importantly, enjoy!
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Through Another's Eyes Chapter 5: Proposals
Kurama was so frustrated with the expression on Koenma's face. He simply couldn't milk anything from it. The Reiki ruler was very good at containing his thoughts. Most of the time.
He shifted his weight as Yuusuke presented his case. When he was through, what Koenma had to say was shocking.
"I know." the toddler explained. Kurama's eyebrows floated unnaturally high.
"Would you mind elaborating?" he asked carefully.
Koenma sighed. "I knew it was Hiei all along. I was only waiting for him to turn himself in." he chuckled, complete glee evident in his voice.
Yuusuke felt...well, stupid. He had to interject. "You mean we spent a half an hour trying to figure out what the hell to say and you already knew?!" he threw his arms up. "What a load o' crap!" Crossing his arms, angrily, he sat in the corner mumbling. Botan giggled and spoke, her mouth covered to ensure her safety.
"Koenma sir, you have Hiei in custody, don't you, you sneaky little devil?" she mused. "You know," she began, the hint of laughter faded from her voice, "you really should've told us, sir...we were so very worried for him..." George shifted his weight uncomfortably beside Koenma and whispered something in his ear. Koenma nodded in return.
Bowing his head, the small prince began to speak in an inaudible tone. Botan squinted. "Sir, we...can't hear you." behind her, the others sweat dropped.
He sighed, unhappy to raise his voice even the tiniest bit more. "Actually," he began, "I was ready to have Hiei arrested a mere few hours following the murder. I had spies around. We sensed his ki rise to a dangerous rate so I had Ayame send out scouts to keep an eye on him." He paused.
Yuusuke, sitting before the toddler, snorted hastily. This signaled the others to sit. Once they had all situated themselves and were declared "comfortable," Koenma cleared his throat and resumed his speech. "As I was saying, Kuwabara's murder wasn't officially beheld. Thankfully, a lucky spy of ours sensed the action there and flew to the scene as quickly as possible." Suddenly, behind his giant chair, the screen usually used to watch Yuusuke's cases, came to life.
On it were images of the horrific crime scene. Police tape surrounded the balcony and front door of the building. The sky was grey and cloudy, rain approaching. The occasional quick stab of lightning lit the walls.
Yuusuke's eyes bulged and watered. He had seen the window. It was absolutely drenched, covered, and smeared with the familiar crimson stains he'd seen so many times before. Blood. Kuwabara's blood.
Blood. Kuwabara's blood. So much blood.... The rusty red clashed with strange, black, charred stains that none of them recognized. Yuusuke felt a lurch in his stomach at the site of his best friend's vicious beating. He heard Botan's disgusted gasp as she turned her head, along with Keiko. Patting her shoulders, Keiko struggled to keep from crying out. Kurama merely flinched, attempting to keep his emotions under control. It was absolutely terrifying. To think that their friend was capable of such a thing. That so much hatred could be enclosed in such a small body. Hiei...
Kurama's inner ki net reverberated. Someone was contacting him. Hiei. He weighed his odds. After ignoring the ki bursts deep in his mind for about thirty seconds, he received him.
*Hiei?* he kept his expression hard, cold, to hide the inner conversation. As he waited for Hiei to respond he watched the group observe official footage of Hiei's arrest on the royal screen.
After a moment of contemplative silence, Hiei answered. *Kurama. You're here aren't you?* His tone was laced with venom. He clearly didn't want Kurama to get the wrong impression from the Reiki. *I knew those bastards would bring you here. Now they're going to try to turn you against me with fake videos and special effects.*
Kurama's inner net fluctuated with irritation. *They can't turn me against you. I already agree with them. You should've controlled your anger.*
*I know. It got away from me.* His voice betrayed him. Hiei was clearly unhappy to admit he was wrong. A deep part of him wanted to believe Kuwabara's death was fate. Destiny. Simply him doing his job. He trailed off as footsteps sounded down the hall. Kurama hurriedly closed his inner net. He knew who was coming. Hiei.
From the dark hallway, slowly emerged the broken and quiet form of the murderer. "Hiei..." Yuusuke droned. Both of his arms restrained by Oni guards, all he had was his legs. Hiei dragged his feet along the ground, not wanting to see the rejection on his friends' faces. Fortunately for him, when he pushed himself to look at Kurama, Botan, Yuusuke, and Keiko, all he saw was pity and love. His eyes watered and he squinched them to force the Hiruiseki back into the ducts. There was evidence of a lashing on his bare shoulders, his wrists contracted into handcuffs.
Kurama sighed through his ki net. They had the murderer with them. But the question was, would he talk? "Hiei." Koenma ordered. "Your friends came to help you." Snarling and giving a feral scowl, he turned his head sharply to the right, to look away from the giant screen. He need not be reminded of the crime right now. His thought ricocheted through his inner web. *Kurama. I want.....*
After a few silent seconds. *What do you want?*
Hiei gulped in a breath of air, as he kept his outer face, a mask. A mask of hatred. Of violence. A mask of brutal ugliness.
Hiei didn't answer, but Kurama did for him. *Come Hiei. Let us take you home. You know what's left to do.*
"Koenma." Yuusuke's voice sounded again. This time, it was important. "We wanna see Kuwabara." He swallowed, preparing for the emotional tearing he'd feel at seeing his deceased friend. He knew seeing him would break his flesh. Rip him apart at the very core of his ki.
Koenma sighed heavily, feeling defeated, although he knew it was coming. "As you wish." he turned his chair to face a very solemn George. "George, bring in Kuwabara."
"Y-yes Koenma, sir." he stuttered. Running off into the pitch black hallway, he disappeared. For few minutes, the uncomfortable group looked around. Kurama stared at Hiei. Hiei felt his eyes upon him and lowered his head, avoiding his eyes. Then, out of the maddening silence, came slow, deliberate footsteps. A slow beat. The footsteps approached with caution. They could sense his hatred. His horrible feeling of betrayal. Gulping, the group readied themselves for his arrival. When his feet came close enough to cast shadows upon the haunted, cold floor, he spoke.
"Didn't expect to see you here."
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Stay tuned to see what happens next! Thanks! ^-^