It had been several hours later before Rhim gave up. "You are stronger than any other demon I have seen. If I didn't know better I would say you *liked* pain!" He glared at him and turned away. He looked back at Kuwabara who had not moved an inch. "My my..." He smiled at the dangling Hiei, "He hasn't moved in a while has he?"
He looked back at him again and sniffed the air, "Well, I'll leave for now. The smell of decay makes me sick." Hiei growled and glared at him, his body to badly beaten for him to do anything else.
Rhim strode out the room, calling over his shoulder, "Cut him down." The demons did so, and left the room slamming the door, as Hiei stood on quivering legs. Laughing was heard outside the room, and silence echoed in it.
Hiei gave a strange growl and crashed onto the floor. Blood was pouring from his face, and his shirt had been ripped to shreds. His hair drooped from blood, dark bruises, and welts decorated his body like badges on a uniform. One of his arms was dislocated, but with a grunt he shoved it back into place. He grit his teeth, as he shifted, he was almost sure his ribs were broken.
He let out a painful howl, and looked over at Kuwabara. "Hey..." Hiei said his voice sounding hoarse. Hiei had no energy to move, or look at him. He lay on his back eyes on the ceiling. Too weary, and in too much pain, to turn over and spare Kuwabara's body a glance.
"Kuwabara?" Hiei too tired to utter another sound passed out, and realized that he hadn't eaten or had anything to drink in two days.
Hiei's eyes would close to dreams, dreams of horrible measure. Something that would warn him of the bloody future to come. But dreams betray the human mind, and will seem only a dream to our Hiei. And once he wakes, he will have no recollection of the twisted vision he saw.
His eyes finally closed, and they would not open again, until night fall.
~*~
Kurama and Yusuke rode together in the night. They had taken two of the fur covered dragons, and flew stealthily above the clouds. They could not be spotted by either side. They left the other, being as in the last battle the dragon was severely injured.
"We'll have to wait, until they're most vulnerable, and then we can strike." Kurama whispered. Yusuke looked at him, "When is that?"
"By dawn. I've been observing there antics. At dawn, they move slow, from rough sleeping conditions, or all night guarding. That is when they are sluggish, and stupid." Kurama's wise eyes flickered downwards. "They're always stupid..." Yusuke muttered and then his eyes went wide.
"Hiei could already be dead!" Yusuke hissed.
"No. Demon torture, can last for hundreds of years, for us anyways. They will not kill Hiei. They are not that generous. He will have to die from his own accord."
"But he's so strong..."
"Meaning, he could live out his entire days being tortured." Kurama looked sadly over at Yusuke, "We don't need to worry. Dawn is merely an hour away."
Kurama paused and Kuwabara flashed in his head. He looked at Yusuke, bitterness in his eyes. Yusuke needed his friend, just as badly as he need Hiei. "Yusuke...we could attack now...and see if we can get Kuwabara's body out."
Yusuke stroked the mane of the great beast he rode on. With soft brown eyes he looked back at Kurama, "That would cause a bigger chance of losing Hiei, right?" Yusuke turned away. "We can't take a big risk like that...I...I know Kuwabara would have understood."
Kurama watched as the moon reflected his young friend's tears. The furry dragons seemed to understand Yusuke's pain, and a soft melody like tune came out of their mouths. It was as if they were singing.
It was so beautiful.
Yusuke cracked a smile, and hummed along with it, seeming to know the song. Kurama hummed as well, the tune being fairly easy to follow. It was a sad tune. It went slow, as if it should be played on a piano. The notes were going upwards, and then at the soft climax it went back down, but still continued it's climb upwards; stretching the bitterness, and pain of the song.
Kurama blinked. He had heard Boeton sing words for this exact tune. He had asked her about it and she told him that this song was heard from a dying soul.
~flashback~
"What?" Kurama asked, eyes confused.
Boeton smiled, "We don't just feel how the people die, we hear them. It's like when your body dies it gives off a calling. Like notes rising on a piano, and then descending. It is even heard, when someone is near death, or witnessing it. It depends on what happens. This is what calls us to the dead, so we can find them."
Boeton smiled at the others behind him, Yusuke, Hiei, Kuwabara, and Koenma, who currently were arguing. "I hear this tune from you all very much. Yusuke's still plays, but faintly. He has died already, and so it plays very softly. For death seems to have never left him."
Boeton's eyes rested back on Kurama, "When you think of your past, yours plays, as does Hiei's and Kuwabara's." Kurama knew about Hiei, but Kuwabara? Kurama wasn't going to pressure Boeton in telling him about Kuwabara's past. The red head knew if he wanted to know what happened in Kuwabara's past, he had to ask, and then wait.
If it was anything like Hiei's or his own, then this would not be an easy story to tell.
"The loudest time I had heard the song playing was when Kuwabara lay on the ground at Genkai's. After what Rando did, but you already know about that."
Kurama looked at her, "Why was it the saddest?"
Boeton looked up at him, and shook her head. "You don't know?" Her smile disappeared and she became serious, "Yusuke and Kuwabara were destined to be together, to be best friends. Their fate, was to grow close, to become stronger by each others support. But that unsaid promise was broken, as Kuwabara lay close to death. He was just like Yusuke when it came to the child he saved."
Boeton glanced back at them, and looked again at Kurama, "Like Yusuke, he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Kuwabara was never meant to fight Rando. Their promise of their future friendship was fading away as death called him. So the song played."
Kurama got chills when Boeton stared at him, her pink eyes seeming to turn a lighter shade of red. She looked so serious and leaned upwards, her breath but a whisper.
"It played, for the friendship that was not supposed to be lost..."
~end of flashback~
'The friendship not supposed to be lost....'
Kurama blinked shaking his head. He looked down at the beast under him, singing the song, and over at Yusuke. 'They are singing for Yusuke, and his friendship with Kuwabara, and how it is now lost...'
What Kurama had guessed was a very good conclusion. But, it was wrong. The beast's sang for someone else...someone's future death.
Someone who will go unsaid, until you hear this lovely beast's song again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I like this chapter...makes me happy....PREVIEW FOR NEXT CHAPTER:
Yusuke and Kurama must break in to help their friends. But before the story ends, one of our dear Rekai will leave this world, and enter the next. Death coming up! *hint* Not Kuwabara, and I'm going to get killed so bad for this characters death...
He looked back at him again and sniffed the air, "Well, I'll leave for now. The smell of decay makes me sick." Hiei growled and glared at him, his body to badly beaten for him to do anything else.
Rhim strode out the room, calling over his shoulder, "Cut him down." The demons did so, and left the room slamming the door, as Hiei stood on quivering legs. Laughing was heard outside the room, and silence echoed in it.
Hiei gave a strange growl and crashed onto the floor. Blood was pouring from his face, and his shirt had been ripped to shreds. His hair drooped from blood, dark bruises, and welts decorated his body like badges on a uniform. One of his arms was dislocated, but with a grunt he shoved it back into place. He grit his teeth, as he shifted, he was almost sure his ribs were broken.
He let out a painful howl, and looked over at Kuwabara. "Hey..." Hiei said his voice sounding hoarse. Hiei had no energy to move, or look at him. He lay on his back eyes on the ceiling. Too weary, and in too much pain, to turn over and spare Kuwabara's body a glance.
"Kuwabara?" Hiei too tired to utter another sound passed out, and realized that he hadn't eaten or had anything to drink in two days.
Hiei's eyes would close to dreams, dreams of horrible measure. Something that would warn him of the bloody future to come. But dreams betray the human mind, and will seem only a dream to our Hiei. And once he wakes, he will have no recollection of the twisted vision he saw.
His eyes finally closed, and they would not open again, until night fall.
~*~
Kurama and Yusuke rode together in the night. They had taken two of the fur covered dragons, and flew stealthily above the clouds. They could not be spotted by either side. They left the other, being as in the last battle the dragon was severely injured.
"We'll have to wait, until they're most vulnerable, and then we can strike." Kurama whispered. Yusuke looked at him, "When is that?"
"By dawn. I've been observing there antics. At dawn, they move slow, from rough sleeping conditions, or all night guarding. That is when they are sluggish, and stupid." Kurama's wise eyes flickered downwards. "They're always stupid..." Yusuke muttered and then his eyes went wide.
"Hiei could already be dead!" Yusuke hissed.
"No. Demon torture, can last for hundreds of years, for us anyways. They will not kill Hiei. They are not that generous. He will have to die from his own accord."
"But he's so strong..."
"Meaning, he could live out his entire days being tortured." Kurama looked sadly over at Yusuke, "We don't need to worry. Dawn is merely an hour away."
Kurama paused and Kuwabara flashed in his head. He looked at Yusuke, bitterness in his eyes. Yusuke needed his friend, just as badly as he need Hiei. "Yusuke...we could attack now...and see if we can get Kuwabara's body out."
Yusuke stroked the mane of the great beast he rode on. With soft brown eyes he looked back at Kurama, "That would cause a bigger chance of losing Hiei, right?" Yusuke turned away. "We can't take a big risk like that...I...I know Kuwabara would have understood."
Kurama watched as the moon reflected his young friend's tears. The furry dragons seemed to understand Yusuke's pain, and a soft melody like tune came out of their mouths. It was as if they were singing.
It was so beautiful.
Yusuke cracked a smile, and hummed along with it, seeming to know the song. Kurama hummed as well, the tune being fairly easy to follow. It was a sad tune. It went slow, as if it should be played on a piano. The notes were going upwards, and then at the soft climax it went back down, but still continued it's climb upwards; stretching the bitterness, and pain of the song.
Kurama blinked. He had heard Boeton sing words for this exact tune. He had asked her about it and she told him that this song was heard from a dying soul.
~flashback~
"What?" Kurama asked, eyes confused.
Boeton smiled, "We don't just feel how the people die, we hear them. It's like when your body dies it gives off a calling. Like notes rising on a piano, and then descending. It is even heard, when someone is near death, or witnessing it. It depends on what happens. This is what calls us to the dead, so we can find them."
Boeton smiled at the others behind him, Yusuke, Hiei, Kuwabara, and Koenma, who currently were arguing. "I hear this tune from you all very much. Yusuke's still plays, but faintly. He has died already, and so it plays very softly. For death seems to have never left him."
Boeton's eyes rested back on Kurama, "When you think of your past, yours plays, as does Hiei's and Kuwabara's." Kurama knew about Hiei, but Kuwabara? Kurama wasn't going to pressure Boeton in telling him about Kuwabara's past. The red head knew if he wanted to know what happened in Kuwabara's past, he had to ask, and then wait.
If it was anything like Hiei's or his own, then this would not be an easy story to tell.
"The loudest time I had heard the song playing was when Kuwabara lay on the ground at Genkai's. After what Rando did, but you already know about that."
Kurama looked at her, "Why was it the saddest?"
Boeton looked up at him, and shook her head. "You don't know?" Her smile disappeared and she became serious, "Yusuke and Kuwabara were destined to be together, to be best friends. Their fate, was to grow close, to become stronger by each others support. But that unsaid promise was broken, as Kuwabara lay close to death. He was just like Yusuke when it came to the child he saved."
Boeton glanced back at them, and looked again at Kurama, "Like Yusuke, he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Kuwabara was never meant to fight Rando. Their promise of their future friendship was fading away as death called him. So the song played."
Kurama got chills when Boeton stared at him, her pink eyes seeming to turn a lighter shade of red. She looked so serious and leaned upwards, her breath but a whisper.
"It played, for the friendship that was not supposed to be lost..."
~end of flashback~
'The friendship not supposed to be lost....'
Kurama blinked shaking his head. He looked down at the beast under him, singing the song, and over at Yusuke. 'They are singing for Yusuke, and his friendship with Kuwabara, and how it is now lost...'
What Kurama had guessed was a very good conclusion. But, it was wrong. The beast's sang for someone else...someone's future death.
Someone who will go unsaid, until you hear this lovely beast's song again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I like this chapter...makes me happy....PREVIEW FOR NEXT CHAPTER:
Yusuke and Kurama must break in to help their friends. But before the story ends, one of our dear Rekai will leave this world, and enter the next. Death coming up! *hint* Not Kuwabara, and I'm going to get killed so bad for this characters death...