A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Just a note, I'm sorry I didn't make this clearer, but this will be a Hiei and Kagome fic. I'm going to write a Kur/Kag and San/Hiei one soon, but not for a while, or until Spring Break comes. Right now, I really have to focus on getting into high school. *prays* please accept me Punahou! PPLLLLEASE! Honestly, I don't think I'm good enough for such a high ranking school, but I. will. Work. Hard! Muahahahahahahahahahahaha! I'll show you Brad, you bastard! Muahahahahahahahahahahaha! *runs around like the idiot she is*
*ahem* now where was I? Oh yeah, but I wanted to know if you wanted:
San/Mir?
Kur/San?
Mir/Bot?
Bot/Kur?
It's also yusuke and keiko, but the story is mostly focused on Kagome and Hiei, so much that I really don't know how much of the others will develop in the story! Grrr…
Anyway…
[.:.ShOuToUtS! .:.]
Kage Otome: Woo hoo! My first reviewer for this fic! *throws confetti* lalalalala! LoL. Sorry, I at a lot of sugar today! *sweatdrop*
Lifeless Kanna: Thanks. Yeah, my favs are Kag/Hiei and San/Hiei but this one is definitely Kag/Hiei
Musig-Mistress101: I'm really sorry about the pairings. I'm sorry I didn't make this more clear about the pairing and everything.
S: Cool people die all the time…
Yle-chan: I don't want to die until I see what school I get into thanks, so here's the chappie! *sweatdrop*
Sam: So do you want him to kill her? Hmm… maybe he will… Dun Dun DUUUUN! Honestly, do you people think I'm that cruel?
Hm… good! *laughs maniacally*
Lildogdemon: *flattered* Kagome and Hiei rock! I think I love all x over pairing of inuyasha and yuyuhakusho! *starry eyes*
Autumn Mitchell: Yeah, can't forget the ever chipper Botan! Yes, I was thinking about that pairing.
Let chapter 2 begin!
Demon in My View
"Hn." He said, and with that, the picture was engulfed in flames, the fire reflecting in his already crimson eyes. "She'll die."
Chapter 2: Scroll One: Dreams of Time
She dragged her feet as well as her blob of a yellow backpack behind her as she pulled herself to the Higurashi Shrine, her home.
Next time, I'll be smart enough to take my car. She made a mental note as she slid the door open.
She stepped tiredly into her house. It was pitch dark. Darkness.
The feeling was far from being unfamiliar to Kagome.
These days, her life was lived in darkness. The uncertainty of each fight as each mission went by, as well as the essence of the evening.
Being who she was, darkness was something that she had to fight, less she felt the need to destroy the planet with the Shikon no Tama. The powerful jewel of truth and malice. Sincerity and pain. Evil and Purity.
As she navigated herself through her house, she was careful not to make a sound. For a huntress like herself, this was definitely not a difficult task, seeing as though a human's senses was no where near the senses of a demon. Being quiet enough to avoid waking her family was an easy task compared to keeping her presence unnoticed by a youkai.
Climbing up the stairs, she soon found herself in her room. Shutting her door quietly, she sighed as she collapsed on her bed.
Her hands wandered to her neck, where a silver chain hung around her neck.
She pulled the garment out from where it was tucked underneath her shirt and stared at the jewel with utter hatred.
Forcing such feelings away from her heart as she began to feel the jewel pulse, she clenched it to her palm.
Such a burden the jewel was. The jewel was not just a family heirloom as she had told her friends. It was not just a trinket or piece of casual jewelry either.
The Shikon no Tama fed off of her energy, her heart, her emotions. In the state that she fought so hard to keep, the jewel became warm, and pure, bursting with beauty and happiness. But when she felt hatred, the jewel became cold, dripping with malice and hate.
Tucking the jewel once more underneath her shirt, she snuggled underneath her covers. Not bothering to change her clothes, she snuggled into her only place of peace and quiet.
She felt the jewel pulse next to her chest and felt it's purity, just as her own power. Satisfied with the state, she surrendered herself to fatigue, falling into a deep sleep.
"NO!" the scenes flashed before her eyes. "Please! Stop it!" She cried, as the evil hanyou smiled a cruel smile at her, taking pleasure in each kill that was made.
The sight of the crimson liquid was not an unfamiliar sight those days. Yet the sight of the crimson liquid when it belonged to the ones that it did drove her mad. She felt her heart twisting with each piercing scream.
All she could do was sit there, bound by the celestial chains as she watched each of her friends being slaughtered. All because of her.
They died because the enemy wanted her to suffer.
They died because of her.
Suddenly, the scene changed before her very eyes.
To anyone else, the mounds of wood would seem insignificant. But to her, it was her lifeline. A portal to another world, her freedom, something that had slowly became her everything.
"Go. Don't look back." She heard the words clearly, turning to see the hanyou whom she had fallen in love with, his body now broken with the fatal injuries. The other hanyou stood away from the two, the previous attack was buying the couple some time as Naraku rested momentarily to rejuvenate.
"But." Her surroundings became hazed as her storm blue eyes began to glaze over.
"Go!" She had never known how, maybe he pushed her, maybe she had gone like the coward she was, but somehow, she found herself in the familiar sensation of floating in dry water.
Her last view of Sengoku Jidai was of a burst of energy and power, the final blow of the inu hanyou.
Without time to see the rest of the tears that had been shed that fateful day, her mind was once again pulled away to another point in her past.
How the reunion had filled her heart so. Seeing them again was something that she had dreamed and longed for.
But they didn't remember her.
There they were, there she was, and yet the past was as if it had never happened.
But the friendship was rekindled and once again, the wretched Shikon no Tama had come to haunt her.
With that last, final scene, she was pulled into a state of darkness.
Chapter 2 Scroll 2: The Child of Fire
His features curved into an expression of mild amusement. He tied the white sash around his head once again, covering the Jagon Eye from exposure. Sometimes having full use of the Third Eye was enough to make even his head start to ache.
It wasn't the best weapon one could wish to have, but it was the only way…for certain things.
The eye was painful. He was far past trying to ignore or deny that fact. The embedment of the tool was an event that would taint him forever. Though he didn't cry out loud, his mind had been screaming in excruciating pain his fingers clenched into his palms, drawing blood. He didn't wince, yet inside he was tossing and turning, as if every inch of his body had been on fire.
Trying hard to forget the memories, he focused on what he had just seen.
Standing outside of her bedroom was something he hadn't hoped to accomplish. She was growing weaker, he could easily see that. As she slept in her room, the miko wasn't even able to pick up his aura.
He stared at her. She looked so peaceful, lying still in her bed. Yet inside, he saw with the eye that she was being overcome by emotions.
He didn't understand what her dreams had meant. The demon had seen fragments of her memory through her dreams that night, yet didn't know what they meant. They weren't ordinary dreams. They were something from her past.
An exterminator was killed. He thought. As well as a monk and a kit. Yet why did she care for them? And why, in these times, were the people dressed the way they had been? How did everything seem like it took place hundreds of years ago?
Sure he himself had not been around hundreds of years ago, but he wasn't dumb. It was obvious that the images had not been from this time. Yet the same people were living in these times. She worked with them in the task of killing his kind. Or, as all hunters would excuse it as, 'Maintaining' his kind.
When he snapped out of his thoughts, he found that his hand had unconsciously wandered to the rail string around his neck. Attached to it was a little pearl. His one hope that his mother, his real mother had cared for him.
The unwanted child. He found himself telling himself.
It was true.
He had been a fire apparition born in the womb of an ice apparition. To make things worse, he was born a Koorime on the wrong island. An island that had no room for males.
Thrown into the abyss of the deep, blue sea, and carried to Makai, he had grown into this. A powerful demon.
He wouldn't call himself bloodthirsty.
He just found comfort in killing. Simple joy out of watching soul leave body.
Always, he had told himself that he harbored no care for the jewel. That the Koorime tear was useless, and that it brought the slightest trace of ningen emotions.
Yet, he couldn't throw it away. Somehow, it always found its way hidden in the dark folds of his clothes.
What was he thinking? He was being distracted again.
He growled with one last look at the girl before vanishing into the night.
Not at the moment, but there was something that would be bothering him later. And that was the fact that he could've killed the miko right then and there easily.
I'll deal with that later.
He was going to visit the maiden Yukina.
Not that he cared, he was just curious as to whether she was still alive or not.
Yes, that was it.
Curious.
[.:.The Next Day.:.]
The same dream again. She thought bitterly to herself as she ran the comb thoughtfully through her long, ebony tresses.
"Aneue?" Kagome turned to the intruder as he stepped into her room.
She rolled her eyes. "Souta, you little brat. Don't you knock?"
Souta, her younger brother, ignored the question, instead asking his own. "Why doesn't Inu-nii chan come anymore?" He asked her curiously.
She gasped slightly, nevertheless, after a silence, she spoke once more, closing her eyes as she dropped the brush on her dresser. "Why do you ask now Souta?"
It had almost been two years now since her past had ended. It had been one year, since she had found that all her friends had been reborn…
But Souta didn't know that of course. He stared up at her, "I miss him." He pouted.
She smiled slightly at him, before ruffling his hair as he walked past him, "Your in fifth grade Souta, act like it." With that, she was out of the room, with no wishes of reliving her past again.
Little did she know that there had been someone just outside of her bedroom window, watching the entire conversation with a look of… sorrow?
The demon stood on the branch, leaning slightly on the trunk as he watched. Once again, he was passing the chance of a perfectly good kill. He wouldn't be going to that place that he didn't call home anytime soon. His adoptive father would have a fit if he found that Hiei had not killed the girl.
He had found his sister the evening before. She was completely safe and sound with the old psychic, Genkai, whom she had gone to live with.
Once again, she had been smiling, causing him to glare at the girl. He hated it when she smiled, it was something that awoke something inside of him. Something he couldn't explain. Damn human emotions.
So here he was, standing on a tree and watching a human girl as she talked to her brother.
Already, Hiei knew that he hated this girl. First, she shows him that not only is she powerful, but has a sickeningly pure heart as well. And now, she shows him that she has what he had always wanted… to have a bond with a sibling.
"Ningen." He muttered, before once again disappearing. There was nothing left to see anyway.
As he left to kill something, anything, the girl who was supposed to be his prey started to leave for school.
Kagome stumbled to her door after nearly tripping on her cat, Buyo. True, she was now a powerful huntress, and harbored potent powers, but some thing never change. Her clumsiness being one of them.
"Bye, Jii-san, Momma… the brat. Oh, and I'll be sleeping at Sango's house tonight okay? Bye!" Without waiting for a response or a 'You have to baby-sit Souta and Grandpa tonight!', she was out the door.
Kagome walked along the sidewalk, sighing. It seemed like every day there was some different excuse. It was either a school project, a dance, a date, the movies, or Sango's house. All of these had worked, yes, but she was still surprised that her family believed she had something to do almost every day besides coming home.
I'm such a horrible daughter.
That's not true, you're protecting your family. It's miko instinct. The voice in her head was not that of a normal person's conscience. She didn't have the two little people sitting on each shoulder, one angel, the other devil. Instead, she had the woman that she had once thought so bitterly of.
The woman she had been reincarnated from.
The woman named Kikyo, the priestess from centuries before. Somehow, after the tragedy at Sengoku Jidai, Kikyo's soul had returned to her, bringing Kikyo to her also.
Throughout the years, Kagome had realized that the Kikyo she had thought she knew, the one who wanted to kill her, hadn't been the true Kikyo. That hunk of clay had only received part of her soul back. It had only been a hunk of clay with the bitter part of the soul.
Kagome wasn't surprised, after realizing Kikyo's true nature, why Inuyasha had fallen in love with the human.
Technically, my nature is yours. Kikyo had always reassured her. Despite the past, Kagome had grown fond of her new friend.
Yes, but I still feel so horrible about it. She told her former life.
Don't worry about it. Besides, if they, or any demon found out about you, they'd be in danger, so don't feel so bad.
Kagome nodded mentally, though still feeling defeated as she approached her school.
"Oi! Kagome!" Kagome turned and smiled to see Sango running up to her, whilst waving her arms in the air.
Since Koenma had always let some of the Spirit Detectives take care of any problems, which didn't happen often during the day, Kagome, Sango, and the rest of their team were able to lead normal lives. At least during the day, and as normal as their lives would possibly allow.
The fire demon stood about 100 meters away. Hopefully, the distance and mix of human auras would block his presence from the hunters. Using his third eye, he watched as his target went about her school routine. Anyone who knew her would never have guessed what she did during the veil of the night.
He sighed. His morning kill was nothing but a weakling, hardly enough to satisfy his anger and dangerous obsession with suffering.
He lounged back in the branch of the tree, his thoughts once again running to Yukina. One day, one day, she would know that he was her brother. One day, everything would be okay, and his blood lust would finally be gone.
He shook his head, chasing away the human-like dreams. I should've stayed in Makai. He scolded himself. That way, I would have little if no contact with these stupid beings. He looked bitterly down at a couple walking lovingly along the trail of the park.
"Hn." He didn't feel like killing them at the moment, so instead he set off to get a closer look at the miko.
~*~*~
"…and so, the great priestess was killed by a mysterious samurai…blah blah blah." Kagome looked dully at her history teacher, who was currently telling them the legend of Kikyo, the powerful priestess who just happens to reside inside of her heart and soul.
I wouldn't be killed by a samurai. She heard the mentions woman speak inside her head, she had been making comments and yelling silent corrections at the teacher for the entire lecture, and it was making Kagome's head spin. Especially when the priestess began to stomp around her brain.
Calm down Kikyo, the it's not like we can do anything about it.
Oh come on Kagome. This teacher of yours is speaking lies! Let me out!
No, remember what happened the last time! It's because you shot that miko arrow at the boy that I had to change schools! Kagome told her, thinking back to Hoihou.
He couldn't take a hint. Kikyo replied, the boy had continually been asking Kagome out, and Kikyo had finally stood up for her reincarnation.
I know, but it still was a bad thing to do. She spoke as if she were scolding a little child.
Besides, Hoihou must've placed a curse (Hey, with a name like that, who wouldn't be a psychopath?) because someone very similar had appeared in this school, his name: Hojo.
Kagome sighed as she saw Hojo staring at her and grinning politely. Damn kid.
Be nice Kikyo.
Sure… bastard.
Yes, that's MUCH better. Kagome giggled. Sure Kikyo and herself had teamed up once in the past, but the rest of the times they had known each other in Sengoku Jidai had all been bitter, full of hatred and jealousy. But now, it was a completely different person, and constantly reminded herself that this was the same Kikyo.
Still, this teacher is getting on my nerves.
Well Kikyo, what do you propose I do, get up and say, "That's NOT what happened! She was killed by a demon named Naraku who's human soul had longed for her. And because of that, sought the demise of her love with Inuyasha, a half demon, whom she sealed. I know this because I went back in time with the well on my property and fell in love with Inuyasha." ?
That would be good.
Kagome sighed. Ignoring Kikyo's agreement with her joke.
Kagome?
What?
Don't you sense it? She gasped. Her eyes widened.
The aura had just hit her like a football to the stomach. He's here. The demon from last night.
Let's go Kagome!
Kagome began to cough. "Mr. Takashi, I'm not feeling well, may I be excused please?"
Apparently, Sango had felt the same presence because she stood up. "Sensei Takashi, I'll take her to the nurse office, just in case she…uh… doesn't have the strength."
[Couldn't you think of something better then that?] Kagome asked her friend telepathically.
[Let's go.] Sango replied, after Mr. Takashi nodded.
~*~
'Dammit, got too close.' Hiei cursed, seeing the reaction of his prey. 'I guess the examining is over. Her life was getting quite interesting.' He thought, sighing. He had been listening to her argue with another presence in her soul. He was still curious as to who it was. 'Looks, like I'll never know.' He thought, his hand moving to the scabbard on his waist.
A/N: Okay, there's some things I have to make clear.
What I'm about to say is a spoiler, you have been warned.
For those of you who have only seen the English dubbed, which, might I say that they are dubbing VERY slowly, I have seen the Japanese version of episodes that come wayyy later. Because of that, there are many character developments that occurred that will affect this story. And because of that, the elements which were involved will appear many times. And BECAUSE of THAT, there will be many SPOILERS, so if you don't' like it, I'm sorry.
But in one of the episodes, Kagome and Kikyo had to work together to get out of this demon after wandering inside its stomach which appeared to be a cave. This was an even that was dangerously close to friendship as both had to believe in the other. And Kagome carried Kikyo on her back and everything. But that's what was referred to in this chapter okay? ^_^
Also, the next chapter will have a brief encounter between Kagome and Hiei that you won't want to miss! *goes into yuyu hakusho episode mode* Dun Dun! Next time on Demon In My View, don't miss it!
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