Ahem, well, here it is! The sequel to Don't Ask Me, Who I Am! It's like
Don't Ask Me never ended... o.o Even though it did. LOL And don't worry, no
memory loss! ^_^;; Okay, that's not entirely true. Kurama doesn't remember
what happened while he couldn't remember what happened. (That made...no
sense) Anyway, just read and you'll figure it out!
I don't own YYH.
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"Easy...easy..."
"You have to do it harder!"
"I would if you stopped moving so much!"
"Just do it!"
"Fine..."
"OUCH!"
"I told you to stay still!"
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST BE MORE CAREFUL!"
"I *am* being careful! You're the one who's being unsafe! Which reminds me, why do you insist that you sit on my shoulders!?"
"To help hold the nail..."
"Well it's not helping..."
Hiei and I had been outside, up a tree, for about a half an hour now. Lately, Hiei had been requesting that I do the strangest things for him. He had just asked me two days ago to explain welding while playing the violin. I had to refuse. But today, he came asking me to put a nail in a tree he was currently taking residence in so that he could hang a miniature pillow from it. It was strange, but it was doable. However, even after I had begun and *finished*, Hiei insisted that the nail was crooked and that I hadn't been holding the nail right. I tried again. I tried again four times! But in the end Hiei decided that the *easiest* way to get this done right would be for me to sit up in the tree on a branch with the hammer, and for him to sit on my shoulders and hold the nail still while I banged it in. It all seemed far too complicated for what it was.
"Maybe I would be of more help if you didn't hit me!" he complained, moving his hand right in front of my face to show me his bruised, red fingers that I had *accidentally* hit with the hammer.
"It's not my fault, Hiei. You cannot hold that nail still any better then I can. In fact, doing it this way is worse. And...Hiei, you're hurting my neck," I said, trying to pull Hiei's legs apart as they started enclosing around my throat.
"This way is *better*, *fox*. I *assure* you," he said in an angry tone, squeezing a little tighter before he let up and went back to holding the nail.
Hiei was beginning to scare me, too. It seemed he had become angry with me at some point. Actually, it had all started after he and I got released from the hospital. For the first couple of days he just ignored me, but then he started coming with the strange requests and questions. Almost all of them were pointless and unnecessary, but if I refused to do them or to answer, Hiei would get mad and sometimes threaten me.
"How's this?" I asked, after I had put the nail in for the sixth time.
There was a long pause.
"Fine, I guess."
Hiei sighed as he got off of me and jumped down from the tree. For a moment after he landed he got a soft and sad expression on his face. I was becoming worried. What was wrong with him? Why was he acting so strangely?
"Hiei, is something wrong?" I asked, looking down at him concernedly. All Hiei did in response was look up at me. He glared, but I still believed something was going on. "*Hiei*," I said firmly, giving him a serious look. "Tell me." Try as I did, he still left in a familiar flash of black. Defeated, I climbed down from the tree and began to walk home.
Why could I never get anything out of that little demon? I thought things had changed between us. I thought we had gotten closer. I had convinced myself that he saved my life because he cared about me. And I thought that because I knew he cared, and he knew I knew he cared, and I cared, that we would have a more caring relationship. But I guess I was wrong about that... Hiei had become more violent and mean than ever before! He was almost like a stalker. A night after a got home from the hospital, I could have sworn I saw him in my room after I had gone to bed. How did he manage to get in there!? And every night he wasn't sneaking into my home after dark I was pretty sure he was staring at me from outside anyway. And worst of all, every time I agreed to do one of his little 'requests' he would say I was doing it wrong, even if it was perfect...almost as though he was trying to get me to do it again and stay around longer. The threats too, they were the most disturbing.
::Naïve fool...heheheh...::
::What was that?:: I shot back at my youko part.
::Nothing that has to do with Hiei, that's for sure,:: he grumbled, sounding very impatient.
::What?::
::Liar.::
::Who's a liar!?::
::You are, Shuichi.::
::*I* am!?:: I questioned, getting a little mad. I knew for a fact I wasn't. Not...now anyway.
::That's what I said.::
::Whom am I lying to, then?:: I asked smugly.
::Me...and Hiei.::
::H-Hiei?::
::Yes!::
::How do you...know?::
::From before!::
::Before? You mean from when I was knocked out?::
::Okay, someone has to tell you.... You were not knocked out for all that time. You had amnesia.::
"I HAD AMNESIA!?" I cried out, causing all the people walking around me to stare. I looked around apologetically, and then started to run off.
Amnesia? I didn't...remember having amnesia.
I thought about it the whole way home.... What had happened then? Had I...done something? Yes. That would make sense. Ever since I had left the hospital, no one had really explained anything to me. Maybe that was because there was something that happened that no one wanted me to know about!
::Don't look to me...:: my other half said, still sounding fed up with everything.
::Just tell me this, then, how did I get my memory BACK!?::
::Well, originally we all planned to get it back by killing—I mean...when Yukina healed you up, that, actually, returned your memories, somehow.::
I was becoming awful suspicious of things...
"Mother!" I called, as I walked through the front door, slamming it behind me.
"Yes Shuichi?" she chirped, nervously poking her head out of the kitchen.
"I heard that I had amnesia. Do *you* know anything about this? And if so, why didn't you tell me?" I asked harshly. I would regret this later on I was sure, but at the time, I was pretty mad...and worried.
"Well of course I—I mean...what are you talking about, dear?"
"Never mind, mother, never mind..." I mumbled to myself as I headed to my room. I would have to get my answers from someone, but whom!? My other part wasn't talking, nor was my mother. All I had to do was recall everyone else who was in the hospital the day I woke up...They all had to know!
Yukina, Botan, Koenma, Yusuke, Keiko and Kuwabara...I would begin questioning here.
Hopefully I would get some answers.... I wanted to find out what I had done. What was I lying about? But most of all, why was Hiei acting so weird?
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X.X MWA HA HA! Anyway, I hope you like the beginning of this story...well...yes. LOL And don't worry H+K fans! There will be lots of that later! ^__^
I don't own YYH.
^*^*^
"Easy...easy..."
"You have to do it harder!"
"I would if you stopped moving so much!"
"Just do it!"
"Fine..."
"OUCH!"
"I told you to stay still!"
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST BE MORE CAREFUL!"
"I *am* being careful! You're the one who's being unsafe! Which reminds me, why do you insist that you sit on my shoulders!?"
"To help hold the nail..."
"Well it's not helping..."
Hiei and I had been outside, up a tree, for about a half an hour now. Lately, Hiei had been requesting that I do the strangest things for him. He had just asked me two days ago to explain welding while playing the violin. I had to refuse. But today, he came asking me to put a nail in a tree he was currently taking residence in so that he could hang a miniature pillow from it. It was strange, but it was doable. However, even after I had begun and *finished*, Hiei insisted that the nail was crooked and that I hadn't been holding the nail right. I tried again. I tried again four times! But in the end Hiei decided that the *easiest* way to get this done right would be for me to sit up in the tree on a branch with the hammer, and for him to sit on my shoulders and hold the nail still while I banged it in. It all seemed far too complicated for what it was.
"Maybe I would be of more help if you didn't hit me!" he complained, moving his hand right in front of my face to show me his bruised, red fingers that I had *accidentally* hit with the hammer.
"It's not my fault, Hiei. You cannot hold that nail still any better then I can. In fact, doing it this way is worse. And...Hiei, you're hurting my neck," I said, trying to pull Hiei's legs apart as they started enclosing around my throat.
"This way is *better*, *fox*. I *assure* you," he said in an angry tone, squeezing a little tighter before he let up and went back to holding the nail.
Hiei was beginning to scare me, too. It seemed he had become angry with me at some point. Actually, it had all started after he and I got released from the hospital. For the first couple of days he just ignored me, but then he started coming with the strange requests and questions. Almost all of them were pointless and unnecessary, but if I refused to do them or to answer, Hiei would get mad and sometimes threaten me.
"How's this?" I asked, after I had put the nail in for the sixth time.
There was a long pause.
"Fine, I guess."
Hiei sighed as he got off of me and jumped down from the tree. For a moment after he landed he got a soft and sad expression on his face. I was becoming worried. What was wrong with him? Why was he acting so strangely?
"Hiei, is something wrong?" I asked, looking down at him concernedly. All Hiei did in response was look up at me. He glared, but I still believed something was going on. "*Hiei*," I said firmly, giving him a serious look. "Tell me." Try as I did, he still left in a familiar flash of black. Defeated, I climbed down from the tree and began to walk home.
Why could I never get anything out of that little demon? I thought things had changed between us. I thought we had gotten closer. I had convinced myself that he saved my life because he cared about me. And I thought that because I knew he cared, and he knew I knew he cared, and I cared, that we would have a more caring relationship. But I guess I was wrong about that... Hiei had become more violent and mean than ever before! He was almost like a stalker. A night after a got home from the hospital, I could have sworn I saw him in my room after I had gone to bed. How did he manage to get in there!? And every night he wasn't sneaking into my home after dark I was pretty sure he was staring at me from outside anyway. And worst of all, every time I agreed to do one of his little 'requests' he would say I was doing it wrong, even if it was perfect...almost as though he was trying to get me to do it again and stay around longer. The threats too, they were the most disturbing.
::Naïve fool...heheheh...::
::What was that?:: I shot back at my youko part.
::Nothing that has to do with Hiei, that's for sure,:: he grumbled, sounding very impatient.
::What?::
::Liar.::
::Who's a liar!?::
::You are, Shuichi.::
::*I* am!?:: I questioned, getting a little mad. I knew for a fact I wasn't. Not...now anyway.
::That's what I said.::
::Whom am I lying to, then?:: I asked smugly.
::Me...and Hiei.::
::H-Hiei?::
::Yes!::
::How do you...know?::
::From before!::
::Before? You mean from when I was knocked out?::
::Okay, someone has to tell you.... You were not knocked out for all that time. You had amnesia.::
"I HAD AMNESIA!?" I cried out, causing all the people walking around me to stare. I looked around apologetically, and then started to run off.
Amnesia? I didn't...remember having amnesia.
I thought about it the whole way home.... What had happened then? Had I...done something? Yes. That would make sense. Ever since I had left the hospital, no one had really explained anything to me. Maybe that was because there was something that happened that no one wanted me to know about!
::Don't look to me...:: my other half said, still sounding fed up with everything.
::Just tell me this, then, how did I get my memory BACK!?::
::Well, originally we all planned to get it back by killing—I mean...when Yukina healed you up, that, actually, returned your memories, somehow.::
I was becoming awful suspicious of things...
"Mother!" I called, as I walked through the front door, slamming it behind me.
"Yes Shuichi?" she chirped, nervously poking her head out of the kitchen.
"I heard that I had amnesia. Do *you* know anything about this? And if so, why didn't you tell me?" I asked harshly. I would regret this later on I was sure, but at the time, I was pretty mad...and worried.
"Well of course I—I mean...what are you talking about, dear?"
"Never mind, mother, never mind..." I mumbled to myself as I headed to my room. I would have to get my answers from someone, but whom!? My other part wasn't talking, nor was my mother. All I had to do was recall everyone else who was in the hospital the day I woke up...They all had to know!
Yukina, Botan, Koenma, Yusuke, Keiko and Kuwabara...I would begin questioning here.
Hopefully I would get some answers.... I wanted to find out what I had done. What was I lying about? But most of all, why was Hiei acting so weird?
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X.X MWA HA HA! Anyway, I hope you like the beginning of this story...well...yes. LOL And don't worry H+K fans! There will be lots of that later! ^__^