Hiei glared at nothing. There was nothing to glare at. There were people in cots near him, but they were dying, or trying to recover. And the foolish human, Mali, was not in sight, and Kuwabara slept in the cot near him.
Hiei was already nearly done recovering! He had two days and a night, he didn't need another night to recover! Hiei was ready to get up and leave. He'd do it now, but that dam* Mali seemed to know exactly when he was going to try, and kept drugging him up, and making him sleep.
Hiei bored of glaring at nothing, turned to glare at the slumbering Kuwabara.
It was something he was accustomed to anyhow.
Kuwabara welcomed the medicines, and had slept this whole time, except when he was woken by Yusuke, Kurama, Mali or by himself.
Hiei was surprised that Kuwabara didn't snore loudly. He could hear faint snores, but barely audible, even for a demon's ear. Hiei realized how different Kuwabara looked with his hair down. Younger, and somehow better. With his hair down, something made Hiei think that Kuwabara was different. Like he was letting his real self out.
It bothered Hiei when he saw him killing all those demons. Hiei had always yelled at him to fight more viciously and when he saw him doing it, he thought Kuwabara had died. It wasn't his normal way of fighting, it was how an animal infested with rabies fought. When Hiei stopped him, he prayed never to see Kuwabara like that again. Because it wasn't Kuwabara...it was a monster.
Hiei humped. He cursed fate, for making him beginning to like this fool.
He turned away, and saw Mali. She was at a desk which had been set up in the middle of the shield, and in the middle of all the patients. Hiei knew one of the books. A very thick book had everyone, who was fighting in this war, names in it.
When someone died, the book would be brought over, and it would flip itself to a page. Each page only had one name. The book would open to a name, and it would always be the person who lay dead under it. Then, all the Healer had to do, was cross out the name, and place a cross sign. At the front of the book it would have the number of soldiers that had died.
1034.
That was the last number he saw. But how many more had died?
He laid perfectly still, and saw her turn on a light, working in another book. She was muttering to herself. Hiei watched her worn features brighten when she scribbled something in a hurry. She looked mighty pleased when she was done, and a bit smug.
She was curious for a human. She was very motherly. He'd seen her go around and tell children stories, and they'd listen even if they all were to big for stories. She talked kind sweet words to everyone, even as he slept, she spoke those gentle words to him.
He wasn't sure how or why, but he really was beginning to like her.
She was strong, she showed no pain, not even when the first time he met her, her son had just been killed. He learned that her daughter who was fighting was beheaded. That was the same girl Kuwabara had met, the one that had made him go into a blind rage.
Mali scribbled some more things down, and rest her chin in her hand. He could hear her hum a lullaby and felt sleep lay it's blanket over him. He watched her, shaking off sleep. She made his heart ache. She wasn't Hina, not his mother, but there was something that drew him to her.
She made him wish, his own mother was still alive.
Hiei blinked, sleep beginning to take him, when he saw her get up. She was starring at something curiously.
Behind her dawn arose, and she made her way out of the shield's protection. Hiei sat up, anxiety bubbling in his stomach. She took two steps when a demon, that was not one of their own, grabbed her, and sunk it's teeth in her neck.
"NO! MALI!!"
The others stirred at his call, and several woke, but Hiei had rushed forward, and snapped the demon's neck. Anger tasted bitter in his mouth, more bitter than the blood that had landed in his mouth. He held Mali, and sunk to the ground with her. Her black graying hair, which was kept in a bun fell now, down at her shoulders. She smiled, blood pouring from her neck, and shoulder.
"Why thank you young'n...It might have...have hurt hitting the ground."
Hiei didn't talk, he ripped off her white coat and tied it around her neck. Healers were rushing forward, and Mali caught Hiei's hand. "Your a good boy...I can tell by the way you look, that you don't know too much about your Mama..."
Hiei's eyes widened and he starred at her, "I hope...you don't mind...but I mothered you on purpose...your such a good boy...your Mother must be so proud of you where ever she is." Mali brought her hand up and cupped his cheek. Hiei touched her hand and his eyes grew wider when she whispered, "If not, then at least I am."
She closed her eyes, and she became heavy, death taking away her smile, and the lovely glow about her. She was gone. Hiei held the woman in his hands. Something, he wasn't use to feeling, something he only felt about Yukina whenever she was in danger, emerged. It was all bitter.
Hate, malice, anger, pain....
There was a lot of Pain.
But another emotion he couldn't grasp....and that was what made him mad.
Hiei let her go, and marched up to the trench. Yusuke and Kurama were awake, and starred at him, "Hiei?" Hiei stood tall and held out his hand. Without warning he released such energy, that the earth shook, and those that were sleeping slept no longer.
He stopped and the enemy demon's, the few thousand that remained, roared and those that could fly rushed to meet them. "Hiei! What the hell is wrong!?" Yusuke yelled, as everyone rushed up in a hurry, preparing themselves for battle. Kurama grabbed Yusuke's elbow and pointed.
"Mali..." He starred at her form, and immediately knew what was wrong. "Kurama we have to calm him down!" Kurama agreed, "He could get himself killed!" Hiei fired at a demon, it's body landing too close for comfort.
"Or everyone else!"
As Hiei raged on in his fighting he realized what emotion he was feeling, the one he couldn't grasp.
It was sorrow.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bet you didn't see this one coming....T_T I like Mali too....
PREVIEW OF THE NEXT CHAPTER:
Hiei faces inner turmoil. He fights with his feelings, and the pain in his body. Just when he gets everything figured out he is taken hostage...but no, no...we can't have him go to his doom all lonely? So....a corpse is thrown in the mix, to ride with Hiei to the integration rooms. So...um yeah basiclly....Hiei's gonna be reeeaaaaaaalllll screwed up. ^_______^
Hiei was already nearly done recovering! He had two days and a night, he didn't need another night to recover! Hiei was ready to get up and leave. He'd do it now, but that dam* Mali seemed to know exactly when he was going to try, and kept drugging him up, and making him sleep.
Hiei bored of glaring at nothing, turned to glare at the slumbering Kuwabara.
It was something he was accustomed to anyhow.
Kuwabara welcomed the medicines, and had slept this whole time, except when he was woken by Yusuke, Kurama, Mali or by himself.
Hiei was surprised that Kuwabara didn't snore loudly. He could hear faint snores, but barely audible, even for a demon's ear. Hiei realized how different Kuwabara looked with his hair down. Younger, and somehow better. With his hair down, something made Hiei think that Kuwabara was different. Like he was letting his real self out.
It bothered Hiei when he saw him killing all those demons. Hiei had always yelled at him to fight more viciously and when he saw him doing it, he thought Kuwabara had died. It wasn't his normal way of fighting, it was how an animal infested with rabies fought. When Hiei stopped him, he prayed never to see Kuwabara like that again. Because it wasn't Kuwabara...it was a monster.
Hiei humped. He cursed fate, for making him beginning to like this fool.
He turned away, and saw Mali. She was at a desk which had been set up in the middle of the shield, and in the middle of all the patients. Hiei knew one of the books. A very thick book had everyone, who was fighting in this war, names in it.
When someone died, the book would be brought over, and it would flip itself to a page. Each page only had one name. The book would open to a name, and it would always be the person who lay dead under it. Then, all the Healer had to do, was cross out the name, and place a cross sign. At the front of the book it would have the number of soldiers that had died.
1034.
That was the last number he saw. But how many more had died?
He laid perfectly still, and saw her turn on a light, working in another book. She was muttering to herself. Hiei watched her worn features brighten when she scribbled something in a hurry. She looked mighty pleased when she was done, and a bit smug.
She was curious for a human. She was very motherly. He'd seen her go around and tell children stories, and they'd listen even if they all were to big for stories. She talked kind sweet words to everyone, even as he slept, she spoke those gentle words to him.
He wasn't sure how or why, but he really was beginning to like her.
She was strong, she showed no pain, not even when the first time he met her, her son had just been killed. He learned that her daughter who was fighting was beheaded. That was the same girl Kuwabara had met, the one that had made him go into a blind rage.
Mali scribbled some more things down, and rest her chin in her hand. He could hear her hum a lullaby and felt sleep lay it's blanket over him. He watched her, shaking off sleep. She made his heart ache. She wasn't Hina, not his mother, but there was something that drew him to her.
She made him wish, his own mother was still alive.
Hiei blinked, sleep beginning to take him, when he saw her get up. She was starring at something curiously.
Behind her dawn arose, and she made her way out of the shield's protection. Hiei sat up, anxiety bubbling in his stomach. She took two steps when a demon, that was not one of their own, grabbed her, and sunk it's teeth in her neck.
"NO! MALI!!"
The others stirred at his call, and several woke, but Hiei had rushed forward, and snapped the demon's neck. Anger tasted bitter in his mouth, more bitter than the blood that had landed in his mouth. He held Mali, and sunk to the ground with her. Her black graying hair, which was kept in a bun fell now, down at her shoulders. She smiled, blood pouring from her neck, and shoulder.
"Why thank you young'n...It might have...have hurt hitting the ground."
Hiei didn't talk, he ripped off her white coat and tied it around her neck. Healers were rushing forward, and Mali caught Hiei's hand. "Your a good boy...I can tell by the way you look, that you don't know too much about your Mama..."
Hiei's eyes widened and he starred at her, "I hope...you don't mind...but I mothered you on purpose...your such a good boy...your Mother must be so proud of you where ever she is." Mali brought her hand up and cupped his cheek. Hiei touched her hand and his eyes grew wider when she whispered, "If not, then at least I am."
She closed her eyes, and she became heavy, death taking away her smile, and the lovely glow about her. She was gone. Hiei held the woman in his hands. Something, he wasn't use to feeling, something he only felt about Yukina whenever she was in danger, emerged. It was all bitter.
Hate, malice, anger, pain....
There was a lot of Pain.
But another emotion he couldn't grasp....and that was what made him mad.
Hiei let her go, and marched up to the trench. Yusuke and Kurama were awake, and starred at him, "Hiei?" Hiei stood tall and held out his hand. Without warning he released such energy, that the earth shook, and those that were sleeping slept no longer.
He stopped and the enemy demon's, the few thousand that remained, roared and those that could fly rushed to meet them. "Hiei! What the hell is wrong!?" Yusuke yelled, as everyone rushed up in a hurry, preparing themselves for battle. Kurama grabbed Yusuke's elbow and pointed.
"Mali..." He starred at her form, and immediately knew what was wrong. "Kurama we have to calm him down!" Kurama agreed, "He could get himself killed!" Hiei fired at a demon, it's body landing too close for comfort.
"Or everyone else!"
As Hiei raged on in his fighting he realized what emotion he was feeling, the one he couldn't grasp.
It was sorrow.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bet you didn't see this one coming....T_T I like Mali too....
PREVIEW OF THE NEXT CHAPTER:
Hiei faces inner turmoil. He fights with his feelings, and the pain in his body. Just when he gets everything figured out he is taken hostage...but no, no...we can't have him go to his doom all lonely? So....a corpse is thrown in the mix, to ride with Hiei to the integration rooms. So...um yeah basiclly....Hiei's gonna be reeeaaaaaaalllll screwed up. ^_______^