Kuwabara hissed angrily as he heard another Reikai call out and make a gurgling sound with death. He turned leaving his friends to find who ever died. He found a demon girl, and picked her up.
Her arm was missing.
He rushed her to a Healer, who automatically took her to the portal. Kuwabara went over to the side and wretched.
"Are you all right?" A young woman asked softly. Kuwabara nodded and walked away. As soon as he left the shield a blast took him by surprise. A bright blast accelerated at him, and smashed into his head, a large bang filling the air, and he fell down. Yusuke had seen the whole thing and called out Kuwabara's name.
He ran to his friend and to his surprise saw him sit up. "Ow..." There was burned mark on his helmet. Yusuke let out a relieved sigh. "You bas*ard! Be more careful!" Kuwabara smiled, and held up his thumb. "Sorry man. I panicked. Almost lost my head there."
"That wasn't funny. That was the worst pun I ever heard!"
They returned to Kurama's and Hiei's side. "Hiei, you look pale. You should go take yourself to the Healers." Hiei glared at him, "I can handle a bleeding shoulder." Kurama's eyes narrowed, "If you don't goto the Healers right now, I'll feed you to my plants." Hiei looked at his stern angry face and knew he was serious. He let out an agitated sigh, and went over to the Healer's stepping within their shield, and watched as someone, who looked near death, was hauled towards a tent.
He stepped further in, looking pissed, when a lady came over to him. She was pleasantly plump, with graying black hair, and green eyes. She looked to be in her early forties. She smiled at him and laughed, "Well young'en, I've never seen a demon pout!"
Hiei growled, ears red,"I'm not pouting!" The woman laughed ant took his uninjured arm and dragged him to a table. "My names Mali. You?" Hiei starred at her suspiciously and muttered, "Hiei."
"Well, Young'en that's a fine name."
"I'm not a young'en."
"You look like one."
"I'm your senior by at least a thousand years!"
"Wow, you look good for your age!"
Mali gave a loud laugh, and for some reason, Hiei couldn't help but smile. For some reason he liked this woman. It took him a moment to figure out why. This woman's spirit reminded him of his mothers, which surprised him. He never met his mother...had he?
He then noticed she was healing his arm, white light illuminating the wound, and it making the slow process of closing. Eventually she put her hands down, and the light was gone. "You see Hiei, Healers have spirit power, but use it in a different way." Hiei nodded and tried to get up. "No. You have to rest for at least 10 minutes!"
Hiei slapped her hand away, and got off the table to find himself collapsing. Mali caught him laughing merrily. "You silly young'en!" Hiei growled, and she laughed harder. "Just like my boy!" She said smiling as she picked him up like he was nothing, and placed him on table.
"Where is your son? Home?"
Mali's eyes softened and she pointed to a 16 year old boy with black hair, who was being placed inside the portal. His young face made him think of Mali's and he looked at her. He couldn't find it in himself to apologize, but she ruffled his hair. He glared at her.
"10 minutes. Then you can go." Hiei suddenly blurted out, "Can I come to visit you?" Mali smiled widely, and said, "I'd like that very much." She walked off and Hiei wrestled with his thoughts. Why had he offered to come back?
~She makes you think of the mother you never knew~
Hiei ignored the voice in his head, but the voice remained repeating those words. He growled and muttered, "I am not getting soft!"
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Kuwabara was leaning against the trench panting tiredly. "You!" He turned to look at his left, to see a demon with golden hair, and silver eyes. A young 13 year old girl at his side. She had lime green hair, and scared blue eyes. "Yeah?"
"We need your help. Please. She's got this power that will wipe out many of the demons, but we can't get close enough on our own!"
Kuwabara looked at Kurama and Yusuke who were having their own problems. He looked back at them and nodded stiffly. "I'll come. I'll come...I'm Kuwabara." He offered his hand and the Demon shook it. "I'm Yuki." "I'm Hope." The girl chirped, Kuwabara ruffled her hair smiling, "Yeah you are." She smiled, and he and Yuki watched for an opportunity to risk running closer to the demons.
"How far do we need to get to them?" Kuwabara asked wiping his dirty face. "At least half way." Yuki replied. Hope nodded, then I can use my attack, and it's a whole lot stronger with this bracelet thing." She held up her arm, showing the same bracelet as everyone else.
'That's pretty dam* risky...Half way? Man!' Kuwabara thought, the saliva in his throat building up.
Kuwabara's eyes darted, and a section of the demon's trenches were blown up. That was the distraction the three needed. "Now!" Yuki grabbed Hope and began running, Kuwabara in the lead. He made his sword wider using it as a shield.
As they rushed forward, the dirt and smoke clouded their vision. Hope clung to her protector tightly, Yuki whispering soft gentle words to her.
"Hey whose that?" A demon near Yusuke whispered.
"The girl's Hope! I know her!"
"Who are the other two?"
"A demon and some human!"
Yusuke looked out and saw the three figures the people were talking about. Hiei joined him and Kurama, his ten minutes up and he immediately cried, "WHAT THE HELL IS KUWABARA DOING!?" Yusuke looked at him his mouth open wide. "*That's* Kuwabara?!" Kurama gasped and starred out at them, "Why are they getting closer?"
"KUWABARA!" Yusuke shouted trying to leap out over the trench, but Kurama and Hiei held him back. "No don't! You'll be killed!" "NO! KUWABARA!"
Kuwabara stopped running as he heard a cry of pain. He turned back and found Yuki laying on the ground, a hole in his leg. The hole was wide, but clean, blood pouring quickly out of it.
Hope was crying holding her hand on the wound, blood spurting out between her fingers. "Don't die!" She sobbed. He reached over and pulled on her ear. "You lit...little brat...jus...just a flesh wound!" "Liar!"
Kuwabara approached them and with his spirit sword began to dig a hole. Blasts were shooting by his ears and he felt a burning sensation on his neck. He growled and finally he had a deep enough hole. He grabbed Yuki and dragged him over into it.
"Stay low and they won't get you. Try to give us cover." Yuki looked up at Kuwabara, respect shining in his eyes. "Take care of Hope, and I'll take care of my...myself." Kuwabara ripped off his pant leg and handed it to him. "Bandage your leg with this. I'd do it, but we don't have time!" Kuwabara didn't hear his reply, scooped up Hope and began running on.
"Stop! This is close enough!" Hope said, and he placed her down, as he did, a sharp spear went through his shoulder. "AHHG!" He grabbed onto it, Hope's eyes wide. "Do what your gonna do. I got this."
Hope turned and raised her hands, the wind picking up. She hummed, and her hands began to glow, wind spinning around her clasped hands.
"Spirit...SLASH!"
A whole wave of energy wiped out the first two rows of demons, and scattered their bodies backwards, smashing into the living. "Ha! I did it" Hope smiled, turning to Kuwabara who had successfully pulled out the spear. He gave her the thumbs up sign, and she would have returned it, but out of nowhere, a streak of electricity showered Hope's body.
She screamed, and went limp on the ground.
"DA*M YOU BAS*ARDS!" Kuwabara yelled with malice imbedded in his words. Which wasn't the smartest thing to do, for once the words left his mouth, he heard angry roars, and fiery blasts poured down on them. Kuwabara scooped up Hope and began to run, and felt something hot go through his leg and out the other.
He cried with intense pain, and fell on one knee. He saw his blood soak up his pant leg, but he couldn't stop. He got up, stumbled, and continued his running. "YUKI!" Kuwabara screamed, as he neared the hole he'd dug. "Kuwabara! Hope is she okay?!" Yuki was pale with pain and blood loss. "She's alive, she'll be okay, I think." Yuki looked up at him. "Leave me here...Go on..sa-" Kuwabara grabbed Yuki and threw him on his shoulder, and held Hope in his other arm.
"I've seen plenty of movies, so I know what your going to say! So don't you say it!"
"NO ONES DYING TODAY!" He shouted over the roar of noise. Kuwabara began to run, and felt something go through his side, he faltered, but he kept running on. His blood dripping was loud in his ears. They were the sounds of puddles, when children splashed in them.
As Kuwabara neared the trench with the two tucked under his arm, and over another, he felt something hot, and sharp go through his chest. He watched as it split the dust and the air, and then turn to several sparkles, as if it were fire flies. Blood came out in a tiny red fog, and he blinked.
"How'd it go through me..." Kuwabara asked, as his senses began to shut down.
He felt nothing, and heard nothing. He kept running, a white fog blurring his vision. He tripped over the trench and went tumbling down losing his grip on Hope and Yuki. Yusuke appeared in front of him, his eyes moist. He could just barely make him out through the fog.
Yusuke lifted his best friend into his lap. He starred in horror at all the red dyeing his clothes...there were so many holes. How many hits had he taken? Kuwabara grunted with pain, and Yusuke's thoughts broke. He looked down, listening to his friend as energy blasts flashed brightly, and sounded loudly over his head.
"Ur...Urameshi..." He coughed, blood spraying Yusuke's face, and his own. Kuwabara raised his hand, and Yusuke took it. "We...too...took care of a l...lot of dem...d...demons." "I know...I know I saw." Yusuke rubbed Kuwabara's sweaty brow, removing his helmet.
Kuwabara's eyes drifted down to his chest where the hole was, it was tiny, as if a beebee had come out of his chest. But it bubbled with red blood. It was so unreal...he really felt no pain anymore. Just a numbing cold. He looked back up at Yusuke, and raised his hand and pat Yusuke's face. Smearing a red finger print on Yusuke's cheek.
"We di...did good." Kuwabara sighed.
And his hand fell limply on the ground.
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ooo....CLIFFY....their will be lots o' these! PREVIEW FOR NEXT CHAPPI: Will Kuwabara recover, as his body is thrown into a fit of pain? And Hiei must take a life of and innocent to save the innocent.
Her arm was missing.
He rushed her to a Healer, who automatically took her to the portal. Kuwabara went over to the side and wretched.
"Are you all right?" A young woman asked softly. Kuwabara nodded and walked away. As soon as he left the shield a blast took him by surprise. A bright blast accelerated at him, and smashed into his head, a large bang filling the air, and he fell down. Yusuke had seen the whole thing and called out Kuwabara's name.
He ran to his friend and to his surprise saw him sit up. "Ow..." There was burned mark on his helmet. Yusuke let out a relieved sigh. "You bas*ard! Be more careful!" Kuwabara smiled, and held up his thumb. "Sorry man. I panicked. Almost lost my head there."
"That wasn't funny. That was the worst pun I ever heard!"
They returned to Kurama's and Hiei's side. "Hiei, you look pale. You should go take yourself to the Healers." Hiei glared at him, "I can handle a bleeding shoulder." Kurama's eyes narrowed, "If you don't goto the Healers right now, I'll feed you to my plants." Hiei looked at his stern angry face and knew he was serious. He let out an agitated sigh, and went over to the Healer's stepping within their shield, and watched as someone, who looked near death, was hauled towards a tent.
He stepped further in, looking pissed, when a lady came over to him. She was pleasantly plump, with graying black hair, and green eyes. She looked to be in her early forties. She smiled at him and laughed, "Well young'en, I've never seen a demon pout!"
Hiei growled, ears red,"I'm not pouting!" The woman laughed ant took his uninjured arm and dragged him to a table. "My names Mali. You?" Hiei starred at her suspiciously and muttered, "Hiei."
"Well, Young'en that's a fine name."
"I'm not a young'en."
"You look like one."
"I'm your senior by at least a thousand years!"
"Wow, you look good for your age!"
Mali gave a loud laugh, and for some reason, Hiei couldn't help but smile. For some reason he liked this woman. It took him a moment to figure out why. This woman's spirit reminded him of his mothers, which surprised him. He never met his mother...had he?
He then noticed she was healing his arm, white light illuminating the wound, and it making the slow process of closing. Eventually she put her hands down, and the light was gone. "You see Hiei, Healers have spirit power, but use it in a different way." Hiei nodded and tried to get up. "No. You have to rest for at least 10 minutes!"
Hiei slapped her hand away, and got off the table to find himself collapsing. Mali caught him laughing merrily. "You silly young'en!" Hiei growled, and she laughed harder. "Just like my boy!" She said smiling as she picked him up like he was nothing, and placed him on table.
"Where is your son? Home?"
Mali's eyes softened and she pointed to a 16 year old boy with black hair, who was being placed inside the portal. His young face made him think of Mali's and he looked at her. He couldn't find it in himself to apologize, but she ruffled his hair. He glared at her.
"10 minutes. Then you can go." Hiei suddenly blurted out, "Can I come to visit you?" Mali smiled widely, and said, "I'd like that very much." She walked off and Hiei wrestled with his thoughts. Why had he offered to come back?
~She makes you think of the mother you never knew~
Hiei ignored the voice in his head, but the voice remained repeating those words. He growled and muttered, "I am not getting soft!"
~~~****~~~~
Kuwabara was leaning against the trench panting tiredly. "You!" He turned to look at his left, to see a demon with golden hair, and silver eyes. A young 13 year old girl at his side. She had lime green hair, and scared blue eyes. "Yeah?"
"We need your help. Please. She's got this power that will wipe out many of the demons, but we can't get close enough on our own!"
Kuwabara looked at Kurama and Yusuke who were having their own problems. He looked back at them and nodded stiffly. "I'll come. I'll come...I'm Kuwabara." He offered his hand and the Demon shook it. "I'm Yuki." "I'm Hope." The girl chirped, Kuwabara ruffled her hair smiling, "Yeah you are." She smiled, and he and Yuki watched for an opportunity to risk running closer to the demons.
"How far do we need to get to them?" Kuwabara asked wiping his dirty face. "At least half way." Yuki replied. Hope nodded, then I can use my attack, and it's a whole lot stronger with this bracelet thing." She held up her arm, showing the same bracelet as everyone else.
'That's pretty dam* risky...Half way? Man!' Kuwabara thought, the saliva in his throat building up.
Kuwabara's eyes darted, and a section of the demon's trenches were blown up. That was the distraction the three needed. "Now!" Yuki grabbed Hope and began running, Kuwabara in the lead. He made his sword wider using it as a shield.
As they rushed forward, the dirt and smoke clouded their vision. Hope clung to her protector tightly, Yuki whispering soft gentle words to her.
"Hey whose that?" A demon near Yusuke whispered.
"The girl's Hope! I know her!"
"Who are the other two?"
"A demon and some human!"
Yusuke looked out and saw the three figures the people were talking about. Hiei joined him and Kurama, his ten minutes up and he immediately cried, "WHAT THE HELL IS KUWABARA DOING!?" Yusuke looked at him his mouth open wide. "*That's* Kuwabara?!" Kurama gasped and starred out at them, "Why are they getting closer?"
"KUWABARA!" Yusuke shouted trying to leap out over the trench, but Kurama and Hiei held him back. "No don't! You'll be killed!" "NO! KUWABARA!"
Kuwabara stopped running as he heard a cry of pain. He turned back and found Yuki laying on the ground, a hole in his leg. The hole was wide, but clean, blood pouring quickly out of it.
Hope was crying holding her hand on the wound, blood spurting out between her fingers. "Don't die!" She sobbed. He reached over and pulled on her ear. "You lit...little brat...jus...just a flesh wound!" "Liar!"
Kuwabara approached them and with his spirit sword began to dig a hole. Blasts were shooting by his ears and he felt a burning sensation on his neck. He growled and finally he had a deep enough hole. He grabbed Yuki and dragged him over into it.
"Stay low and they won't get you. Try to give us cover." Yuki looked up at Kuwabara, respect shining in his eyes. "Take care of Hope, and I'll take care of my...myself." Kuwabara ripped off his pant leg and handed it to him. "Bandage your leg with this. I'd do it, but we don't have time!" Kuwabara didn't hear his reply, scooped up Hope and began running on.
"Stop! This is close enough!" Hope said, and he placed her down, as he did, a sharp spear went through his shoulder. "AHHG!" He grabbed onto it, Hope's eyes wide. "Do what your gonna do. I got this."
Hope turned and raised her hands, the wind picking up. She hummed, and her hands began to glow, wind spinning around her clasped hands.
"Spirit...SLASH!"
A whole wave of energy wiped out the first two rows of demons, and scattered their bodies backwards, smashing into the living. "Ha! I did it" Hope smiled, turning to Kuwabara who had successfully pulled out the spear. He gave her the thumbs up sign, and she would have returned it, but out of nowhere, a streak of electricity showered Hope's body.
She screamed, and went limp on the ground.
"DA*M YOU BAS*ARDS!" Kuwabara yelled with malice imbedded in his words. Which wasn't the smartest thing to do, for once the words left his mouth, he heard angry roars, and fiery blasts poured down on them. Kuwabara scooped up Hope and began to run, and felt something hot go through his leg and out the other.
He cried with intense pain, and fell on one knee. He saw his blood soak up his pant leg, but he couldn't stop. He got up, stumbled, and continued his running. "YUKI!" Kuwabara screamed, as he neared the hole he'd dug. "Kuwabara! Hope is she okay?!" Yuki was pale with pain and blood loss. "She's alive, she'll be okay, I think." Yuki looked up at him. "Leave me here...Go on..sa-" Kuwabara grabbed Yuki and threw him on his shoulder, and held Hope in his other arm.
"I've seen plenty of movies, so I know what your going to say! So don't you say it!"
"NO ONES DYING TODAY!" He shouted over the roar of noise. Kuwabara began to run, and felt something go through his side, he faltered, but he kept running on. His blood dripping was loud in his ears. They were the sounds of puddles, when children splashed in them.
As Kuwabara neared the trench with the two tucked under his arm, and over another, he felt something hot, and sharp go through his chest. He watched as it split the dust and the air, and then turn to several sparkles, as if it were fire flies. Blood came out in a tiny red fog, and he blinked.
"How'd it go through me..." Kuwabara asked, as his senses began to shut down.
He felt nothing, and heard nothing. He kept running, a white fog blurring his vision. He tripped over the trench and went tumbling down losing his grip on Hope and Yuki. Yusuke appeared in front of him, his eyes moist. He could just barely make him out through the fog.
Yusuke lifted his best friend into his lap. He starred in horror at all the red dyeing his clothes...there were so many holes. How many hits had he taken? Kuwabara grunted with pain, and Yusuke's thoughts broke. He looked down, listening to his friend as energy blasts flashed brightly, and sounded loudly over his head.
"Ur...Urameshi..." He coughed, blood spraying Yusuke's face, and his own. Kuwabara raised his hand, and Yusuke took it. "We...too...took care of a l...lot of dem...d...demons." "I know...I know I saw." Yusuke rubbed Kuwabara's sweaty brow, removing his helmet.
Kuwabara's eyes drifted down to his chest where the hole was, it was tiny, as if a beebee had come out of his chest. But it bubbled with red blood. It was so unreal...he really felt no pain anymore. Just a numbing cold. He looked back up at Yusuke, and raised his hand and pat Yusuke's face. Smearing a red finger print on Yusuke's cheek.
"We di...did good." Kuwabara sighed.
And his hand fell limply on the ground.
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ooo....CLIFFY....their will be lots o' these! PREVIEW FOR NEXT CHAPPI: Will Kuwabara recover, as his body is thrown into a fit of pain? And Hiei must take a life of and innocent to save the innocent.