Title: Needs of the Jagan Eye
Rating: PG-13 for cursing and suggested themes
Chapter Summary: Kurama and Yusuke offer a drive to a local rave scene. An exciting night for Hiei and Celeste pursue on their second date.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Yu-Hakusho or anything related to that anime. Why must you torture me so!
Author's note: I was trying to think up of another date those two can go to but it's getting very limited! The movies...yeah, like Hiei would even consider staying still and watch humans on a huge screen for two hours. The park? Already done. A nice walk/ stroll? Done to death. What about dancing? Hmm...better yet...a rave!!! Heh heh, my mind is a jumble of tortures.
P.S. For those of you who don't know- a rave is a large gathering of people (mostly teenagers) with loud techno music, glow sticks, and the occasional alcohol and drugs. Oh come on! Hiei has to get a little drunk once in a while!
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Hiei, eyes half shut but fully alert, continued to stare hard at the girl that was spread on the grass. She had finally begun to move so, after brushing off the grass from his pants, he went over and crouched down next to her. The first thing she did was groan and raised a hand to the side of her head. Sitting up, she opened her eyes and looked at the concerned Hiei.
"Where's the guy?" she muttered to him and looked around drowsily.
"The police came and took him. The boy will be fine. It seemed he had poisoned him somehow and they're questioning him about the antidote," he replied nonchalantly.
Her face scrunched up, trying to gather up any memories of the imaginary incident. "But I-um- what?" she said under her breath frowning from concentration after a long confused pause, She finally accepted the answer and stood up. "So? How long was I knocked out?"
"Only fifteen minutes or so. It wasn't too serious," he lied.
"Oh."
There was an awkward moment of silence. Celeste began to shift her weight from side to side and lowered her gaze to the ground. She looked extremely nervous. "Hiei? Are you hurt?" she muttered softly. He didn't reply but her eyes scanned his body and stopped at the light bruise and healing scratches on the abdomen he had received from the first blow of the demon.
With a scowl, she suddenly blurted, "It's all my fault!" He continued to look at her as she brushed her hands through her hair in a defeated fashion. "I'm really sorry, Hiei. I shouldn't have forced you to come with me," she confessed while lowering her gaze to the ground," I just thought you could've fought him and I wanted to-
I'm sorry. I totally used you." She looked apologetically at him. "You were right; I am an idiot. A selfish inconsiderate idiot."
Hiei nodded and closed his eyes as his mouth formed a prideful smirk. "Hn. What else is knew?" Celeste pushed him by the upper arm playfully.
"Oh, like you're so nice," she said mockingly, rolling her eyes. Sighing she turned around and turned to face the opposite side. "So do you think that little kid will be all right?"
"Should be. The guy wasn't that tough as he looked. He was practically telling them how to make the antidote as the police led him away," Hiei said smoothly. "Its not a big deal. The poison wasn't fatal."
Celeste didn't say anything but gave a heavy sigh of relief. "That's good."
He watched her turn her head up and looked at the sky mottled with dawning clouds. Lone winds passed by, momentarily catching their clothing in the drift every once in a while. Her voice, very softly, shattered the silent air.
"Hey. Hiei?"
"What?" he responded in a bored tone?
She turned her head slightly to the side, just enough to see him standing to the side behind her. With a regretful look, Celeste opened her mouth.
"The-Thanks," she started to say," Thanks for helping me."
With a half smile, Hiei answered," You're welcome. Next time, maybe you'll listen to me."
She rolled her head to the side and looked at him strangely. "You're never gonna let me forget about this are you?"
"Hn. Why should I?" he responded ruefully and gave a mischievous smirk. Celeste had turned around in a huff but Hiei could tell she was hiding a smile. The thought made his smirk grew wider.
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Yusuke, wearing a dark green jacket over a black t-shirt with a pair of ripped jeans and a pair of dirty white sneakers, looked impatiently at the blinking timer above the tuner of his car radio. Kurama sat next to him in the passenger seat, a book propped on the dashboard while scribbling eagerly on a notebook laid flat on his lap.
"I can't believe you talked me into this Yusuke," the redhead stated as he averted his eyes away from the textbook to look at Yusuke, "I have this big term paper due in a week, an exam to study for later this week, and I still haven't finished reading the two chapters the professor is going to quiz us on tomorrow!"
"Oh come on Kurama!" the companion said, a wide foolish grin spreading across his face. "Wasn't college supposed to be a time to party? You've been studying waaay to much lately!"
"This is my medical and botanist degree," Kurama responded, " I can hardly say that college is a time meant for 24-hour drinking and raves."
"Oh come on! There is some other stuff."
"Like what per say?" Kurama, unable to concentrate, closed his notebook and placed the pencil in the spiral. He then placed both the thick hardcover textbook and the items under his seat. Well, after he'd removed some pieces of food and paper away.
"Hot college chicks of course! "
Green irises moved slowly up towards the dark furry ceiling in response to the predictable answer. "I wonder how Keiko would respond to that statement..."
Yusuke suddenly flinched at the sound of her name and his grin faltered. "Was that a threat? I'm still available aren't I? Nothing wrong with being a bachelor for a while."
Kurama sighed and gave a small shadowed smile. Yusuke, growing nervous, tried to change the subject. "Are you sure this is the place?" he asked, looking out the car window at the trees. They were parked under the soft glow of headlights in the middle of the local parking lot of the city park. "And where's Kuwabara?"
"Kuwabara mentioned something about spending more time with Yukina-"
"Yeah, like he doesn't do that every waking moment already." interrupted Yusuke.
"And, yes, I'm sure about this place. Remember our deal okay?" Kurama said solemnly, looking at Yusuke. "You know how proud he gets and his pride can easily be damaged. Especially since this situation is all too new to him and-"
"Fine. Fine." Yusuke said, putting his right hand over his chest and the left in the air in a mock maturity. "I, Yusuke Urameshi, promise not to make fun of, insult, or make sarcastic remarks about the shrimp. Damn, you'll almost think I was told over a million times already not to...."
Kurama started to flatten the collar of his white button-down shirt and loosen the top three buttons at the top, raveling a glimpse of slightly defined muscle. With one hand, he gently brushed invisible dust away from his loose khaki pants.
"Uh, Kurama? You do know that this is a rave? Not a classroom."
Kurama, used to Yusuke's sarcasm, answered," Yes, I know that very well. Don't worry; I'm pretty sure it won't be so clean after tonight. I'm still debating whether or not to tell Keiko about the little incident with the a waitress's skirt last week."
"That's not fair! That girl just happened to trip in front of our table! I was the one who helped her to get up."
"Yes, but your eyes also drifted didn't they?" Kurama stated. Yusuke stayed silent.
"Fine. You win," he grumbled," All hail the mighty smarty-pants Kurama."
As the part kitsune was about to retort, they were both interrupted by the sudden slam of one of the side doors in the back. Turning around, they saw Hiei lying uncomfortably on the cushions wearing a torn-sleeve black tank top and a pair of black sweat pants held up by two white belts. "Hurry up. Yusuke. I won't tolerate any more jokes on my behalf and I would prefer to get this over with somewhere this millennia." He then turned to Kurama with a glare. "That goes for you too."
Yusuke and Kurama gave each other an exasperated look as they turned to the front. With a click of the key, the car started and Kurama and Hiei were at the mercy of Yusuke's driving skills. Over the rumbling of the engine, Yusuke asked Hiei for the directions of Celeste's place.
Hiei muttered the name of the apartment complex and held on to one of the door handles as Yusuke took a sharp turn. "Hey Kurama, can you get the CD in there?" Yusuke asked, pointing to a green CD case on the carpet floor.
Kurama loosened his grip and cautiously picked up the object after dusting off some potato chip crumbs. There was a sound of annoyance as Kurama zipped open the package and saw the contents.
"Don't tell me," Hiei started, "Techno?"
Kurama nodded. "Hey? Whets wrong with it?" Yusuke answered, noticing his companions' exterior as a round shiny disk was placed into the slot. Instantly, the whole car began to shake to each deafening beat of the predictable rhythm. Hiei closed his eyes and tried to close out the loud music and the sound of the vibrating windows. It didn't work.
Poor Kurama. Still trying to hold a smile even in spite of the earth shattering music and the sound of Yusuke's singing to the few words it held. Actually, Yusuke more or less yelled them rather than keeping them in tune. Hiei didn't envy the fact that the redhead was at the front lines. The fire demon, trying to find some sort of a distraction to the thunderous noise, opened the window and allowed the rushing air to nip at his face and neck. At least it was quieter outside. The car suddenly gave an abrupt halt. Hiei, had not expecting the move, was almost chocked by the edge of the glass window as his neck was pushed deep into it.
"We're here!" Yusuke said, turning off the CD. He turned back to the sputtering black haired demon. "What happened? Nervous?"
"You almost killed me with your careless maneuvering you imbecile!" he managed to answer angrily. "After all those fights with countless high- class demons and trials! You're-" Hiei turned his head up.
"Wipe that stupid grin off your face Urameshi!" The thought of a high- class demon, general of Muroko's army, part of the team that won the entire dark tournament, and the wielder of the dreaded Dragon of Darkness Flame...would be killed by a car window. He could almost see the inscripted on his grave:
Hiei the dreaded fire demon; He lived. He fought. He lost to a car window drove by a maniac.
Unable to take their upcoming taunts, Hiei huffily stepped out of the vehicle. "I'm going to get Celeste," he stated and walked up the concrete steps of the looming brick building.
"Hurry it up, K?" hollered Yusuke.
Hiei ignored the plea and casually opened the door and headed towards the side stairs leading up to Celeste's room. This was different from sneaking in by the balcony and a lot slower. Their last 'date' wasn't exactly perfect and now, he bet, Muroku's whole kingdom probably heard about his predicament by now. Touya and Yumi doesn't seem like the type who would talk but Jin would surely have as much trouble as Yusuke would.
That was only a few days ago. They haven't really communicated directly to each other since. Partly of Hiei's reluctance and partly of Celeste's schedule. It had seemed that pick pocketing had become too risky and only happens as a last resort. She had applied for jobs but the best was a sales clerk in a nearby department store.
Sure, Hiei had offered to pay her expenses. It was nothing compared to the millions he had stored in Makai from the past as an assassin and a thief but she had utterly refused any financial help. Celeste had a lot of pride and he admired that trait. It was a shame for her to be working as a lowly clerk but she didn't seem to mind at all.
Kurama had acted like a double spy for the two, along with Botan and Yusuke. Any information that was consoled to either Botan or Keiko immediately went to him. Only the ones that matter anyway. Kurama would never ask for any input that wasn't necessary no matter how much Hiei would coax him to.
And from what he heard so far, Celeste is definitely developing closer feelings.
Luckily, Kurama and Yusuke were the only ones who knew about the courting. It was a good thing Kurama had asked him first if he could release the information. Hiei didn't want any more surprises or accidental slips. Yusuke knew all the good places for dancing and physical contact was what he desperately needed now. Things were going far to slow to match his liking.
Hiei finally reached room twelve and gently knocked on the door. "Celeste, its me. Are you ready?"
There was a sound of rustling clothes than a loud thump like someone had tripped and fell straight down on the floor. A stuffed 'Ow' and 'Damn it!' clarified it. Hiei rolled his eyes and thought how 'graceful' the girl was that she couldn't even walk across the floor.
"Coming!" There most have been a total of five or more locks as a series of clicks and clangs sounded on the opposite side. He quickly rolled a hand over his hair to make sure it wasn't so messy from lying down on Yusuke's car.
Two eyes peered at a small crack of the door. A moment later, it opened and there stood Celeste fingering the insides of a black handpurse.
She wore her hair differently. It was not in a ponytail or down like he was used to. The hair was parted into two braids enlaced with sliver ribbons and small plasitc flowers. Selected strands of her bangs hang over her eyes. Her outfit consisted of a pair of loose white capris and a black belt with a no-sleeve dark ruffled blouse. Zipping up her purse, she looked at him and he noticed the most strangest thing.
On her lips was a color of enhanced red. Not bright red. Just enough to be noticed. It suited her complexsion well and made her skin more lighter than it should. "You don't know how noisy it is at night....there's usually a guy down the hall and everything with music shaking the walls. He must be out drinking or something-"
"What do you have on your lips?" interrupted Hiei.
She took a sideway glance and touched her mouth. "You mean the lipstick?" Celeste said, looking at her smudged red fingertips. " Oh, I usually don't wear any except for special occasions." She smiled. "Is there anything wrong?"
Hiei nodded his head. "I liked the way your lips looked before," he simply said.
Celeste didn't reply but the answer seemed to surprise her.
"What? I didn't see anything wrong with them before? Did you?"
She seemed to ponder what he had just said. "No, I didn't either..."
"Then why would you change them?" he questioned curiously.
Celeste stayed silent for a while."You're right," she finally concluded and took out a packet of tissues from her purse. With one hand, she wiped away the red coloring and revealed a pair of familiar pale pink lips. With a satisfied smile, she was about to say something but found that Hiei had already begun to walk down the stairs.
"You coming or not?" he said impatiently, "Being slow is not something I'm used t-"
A black lipstick case bounced off his head.
"Ow! What the hell did you do that for?!!" He rubbed the place of impact with one hand and turned around for an answer.
"You're such an idiot! I was about to say something!" She countered, looking irratated.
"Well, why didn't you just say it then? Don't throw things at me!"
"Well, if you listened, maybe I wouldn't have to thrown it!"
"What did you want to say then?!!"
"....." Instead of enlightning him of what he had done wrong, Celeste paused and stayed silent.
"Well?" He demanded. "What do you want to say?"
She walked right past him and stopped a few stairs below. "Forget it," she muttered without turning around. Hiei's jaw dropped. Words could not expressed the extent of his feelings at that moment as he watched her walk calmly away.
He looked at the lipstick that rolled to the corner. All this over one lipstick? Defeated but determined to succeedd in his final goal, Hiei relunctantly followed. His back stiff and a slight bump on the back of his head.
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Yep, I did this one a little earlier considering its labor day holiday so I have some extra free time.^.^ Hope you like this chapter a little more than the couple last ones. I'll just do a little chapter summary in case the next one is going to be a little late....
Chapter 11: After the silent car ride to the location, the four arrived to the flashing familiar lights and Hiei wanders towards the bar as Celeste drifts to the dancefloor. But an unexpected incident arises, causing one of them to become ill and collaspe. Who did this?
Rating: PG-13 for cursing and suggested themes
Chapter Summary: Kurama and Yusuke offer a drive to a local rave scene. An exciting night for Hiei and Celeste pursue on their second date.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Yu-Hakusho or anything related to that anime. Why must you torture me so!
Author's note: I was trying to think up of another date those two can go to but it's getting very limited! The movies...yeah, like Hiei would even consider staying still and watch humans on a huge screen for two hours. The park? Already done. A nice walk/ stroll? Done to death. What about dancing? Hmm...better yet...a rave!!! Heh heh, my mind is a jumble of tortures.
P.S. For those of you who don't know- a rave is a large gathering of people (mostly teenagers) with loud techno music, glow sticks, and the occasional alcohol and drugs. Oh come on! Hiei has to get a little drunk once in a while!
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Hiei, eyes half shut but fully alert, continued to stare hard at the girl that was spread on the grass. She had finally begun to move so, after brushing off the grass from his pants, he went over and crouched down next to her. The first thing she did was groan and raised a hand to the side of her head. Sitting up, she opened her eyes and looked at the concerned Hiei.
"Where's the guy?" she muttered to him and looked around drowsily.
"The police came and took him. The boy will be fine. It seemed he had poisoned him somehow and they're questioning him about the antidote," he replied nonchalantly.
Her face scrunched up, trying to gather up any memories of the imaginary incident. "But I-um- what?" she said under her breath frowning from concentration after a long confused pause, She finally accepted the answer and stood up. "So? How long was I knocked out?"
"Only fifteen minutes or so. It wasn't too serious," he lied.
"Oh."
There was an awkward moment of silence. Celeste began to shift her weight from side to side and lowered her gaze to the ground. She looked extremely nervous. "Hiei? Are you hurt?" she muttered softly. He didn't reply but her eyes scanned his body and stopped at the light bruise and healing scratches on the abdomen he had received from the first blow of the demon.
With a scowl, she suddenly blurted, "It's all my fault!" He continued to look at her as she brushed her hands through her hair in a defeated fashion. "I'm really sorry, Hiei. I shouldn't have forced you to come with me," she confessed while lowering her gaze to the ground," I just thought you could've fought him and I wanted to-
I'm sorry. I totally used you." She looked apologetically at him. "You were right; I am an idiot. A selfish inconsiderate idiot."
Hiei nodded and closed his eyes as his mouth formed a prideful smirk. "Hn. What else is knew?" Celeste pushed him by the upper arm playfully.
"Oh, like you're so nice," she said mockingly, rolling her eyes. Sighing she turned around and turned to face the opposite side. "So do you think that little kid will be all right?"
"Should be. The guy wasn't that tough as he looked. He was practically telling them how to make the antidote as the police led him away," Hiei said smoothly. "Its not a big deal. The poison wasn't fatal."
Celeste didn't say anything but gave a heavy sigh of relief. "That's good."
He watched her turn her head up and looked at the sky mottled with dawning clouds. Lone winds passed by, momentarily catching their clothing in the drift every once in a while. Her voice, very softly, shattered the silent air.
"Hey. Hiei?"
"What?" he responded in a bored tone?
She turned her head slightly to the side, just enough to see him standing to the side behind her. With a regretful look, Celeste opened her mouth.
"The-Thanks," she started to say," Thanks for helping me."
With a half smile, Hiei answered," You're welcome. Next time, maybe you'll listen to me."
She rolled her head to the side and looked at him strangely. "You're never gonna let me forget about this are you?"
"Hn. Why should I?" he responded ruefully and gave a mischievous smirk. Celeste had turned around in a huff but Hiei could tell she was hiding a smile. The thought made his smirk grew wider.
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Yusuke, wearing a dark green jacket over a black t-shirt with a pair of ripped jeans and a pair of dirty white sneakers, looked impatiently at the blinking timer above the tuner of his car radio. Kurama sat next to him in the passenger seat, a book propped on the dashboard while scribbling eagerly on a notebook laid flat on his lap.
"I can't believe you talked me into this Yusuke," the redhead stated as he averted his eyes away from the textbook to look at Yusuke, "I have this big term paper due in a week, an exam to study for later this week, and I still haven't finished reading the two chapters the professor is going to quiz us on tomorrow!"
"Oh come on Kurama!" the companion said, a wide foolish grin spreading across his face. "Wasn't college supposed to be a time to party? You've been studying waaay to much lately!"
"This is my medical and botanist degree," Kurama responded, " I can hardly say that college is a time meant for 24-hour drinking and raves."
"Oh come on! There is some other stuff."
"Like what per say?" Kurama, unable to concentrate, closed his notebook and placed the pencil in the spiral. He then placed both the thick hardcover textbook and the items under his seat. Well, after he'd removed some pieces of food and paper away.
"Hot college chicks of course! "
Green irises moved slowly up towards the dark furry ceiling in response to the predictable answer. "I wonder how Keiko would respond to that statement..."
Yusuke suddenly flinched at the sound of her name and his grin faltered. "Was that a threat? I'm still available aren't I? Nothing wrong with being a bachelor for a while."
Kurama sighed and gave a small shadowed smile. Yusuke, growing nervous, tried to change the subject. "Are you sure this is the place?" he asked, looking out the car window at the trees. They were parked under the soft glow of headlights in the middle of the local parking lot of the city park. "And where's Kuwabara?"
"Kuwabara mentioned something about spending more time with Yukina-"
"Yeah, like he doesn't do that every waking moment already." interrupted Yusuke.
"And, yes, I'm sure about this place. Remember our deal okay?" Kurama said solemnly, looking at Yusuke. "You know how proud he gets and his pride can easily be damaged. Especially since this situation is all too new to him and-"
"Fine. Fine." Yusuke said, putting his right hand over his chest and the left in the air in a mock maturity. "I, Yusuke Urameshi, promise not to make fun of, insult, or make sarcastic remarks about the shrimp. Damn, you'll almost think I was told over a million times already not to...."
Kurama started to flatten the collar of his white button-down shirt and loosen the top three buttons at the top, raveling a glimpse of slightly defined muscle. With one hand, he gently brushed invisible dust away from his loose khaki pants.
"Uh, Kurama? You do know that this is a rave? Not a classroom."
Kurama, used to Yusuke's sarcasm, answered," Yes, I know that very well. Don't worry; I'm pretty sure it won't be so clean after tonight. I'm still debating whether or not to tell Keiko about the little incident with the a waitress's skirt last week."
"That's not fair! That girl just happened to trip in front of our table! I was the one who helped her to get up."
"Yes, but your eyes also drifted didn't they?" Kurama stated. Yusuke stayed silent.
"Fine. You win," he grumbled," All hail the mighty smarty-pants Kurama."
As the part kitsune was about to retort, they were both interrupted by the sudden slam of one of the side doors in the back. Turning around, they saw Hiei lying uncomfortably on the cushions wearing a torn-sleeve black tank top and a pair of black sweat pants held up by two white belts. "Hurry up. Yusuke. I won't tolerate any more jokes on my behalf and I would prefer to get this over with somewhere this millennia." He then turned to Kurama with a glare. "That goes for you too."
Yusuke and Kurama gave each other an exasperated look as they turned to the front. With a click of the key, the car started and Kurama and Hiei were at the mercy of Yusuke's driving skills. Over the rumbling of the engine, Yusuke asked Hiei for the directions of Celeste's place.
Hiei muttered the name of the apartment complex and held on to one of the door handles as Yusuke took a sharp turn. "Hey Kurama, can you get the CD in there?" Yusuke asked, pointing to a green CD case on the carpet floor.
Kurama loosened his grip and cautiously picked up the object after dusting off some potato chip crumbs. There was a sound of annoyance as Kurama zipped open the package and saw the contents.
"Don't tell me," Hiei started, "Techno?"
Kurama nodded. "Hey? Whets wrong with it?" Yusuke answered, noticing his companions' exterior as a round shiny disk was placed into the slot. Instantly, the whole car began to shake to each deafening beat of the predictable rhythm. Hiei closed his eyes and tried to close out the loud music and the sound of the vibrating windows. It didn't work.
Poor Kurama. Still trying to hold a smile even in spite of the earth shattering music and the sound of Yusuke's singing to the few words it held. Actually, Yusuke more or less yelled them rather than keeping them in tune. Hiei didn't envy the fact that the redhead was at the front lines. The fire demon, trying to find some sort of a distraction to the thunderous noise, opened the window and allowed the rushing air to nip at his face and neck. At least it was quieter outside. The car suddenly gave an abrupt halt. Hiei, had not expecting the move, was almost chocked by the edge of the glass window as his neck was pushed deep into it.
"We're here!" Yusuke said, turning off the CD. He turned back to the sputtering black haired demon. "What happened? Nervous?"
"You almost killed me with your careless maneuvering you imbecile!" he managed to answer angrily. "After all those fights with countless high- class demons and trials! You're-" Hiei turned his head up.
"Wipe that stupid grin off your face Urameshi!" The thought of a high- class demon, general of Muroko's army, part of the team that won the entire dark tournament, and the wielder of the dreaded Dragon of Darkness Flame...would be killed by a car window. He could almost see the inscripted on his grave:
Hiei the dreaded fire demon; He lived. He fought. He lost to a car window drove by a maniac.
Unable to take their upcoming taunts, Hiei huffily stepped out of the vehicle. "I'm going to get Celeste," he stated and walked up the concrete steps of the looming brick building.
"Hurry it up, K?" hollered Yusuke.
Hiei ignored the plea and casually opened the door and headed towards the side stairs leading up to Celeste's room. This was different from sneaking in by the balcony and a lot slower. Their last 'date' wasn't exactly perfect and now, he bet, Muroku's whole kingdom probably heard about his predicament by now. Touya and Yumi doesn't seem like the type who would talk but Jin would surely have as much trouble as Yusuke would.
That was only a few days ago. They haven't really communicated directly to each other since. Partly of Hiei's reluctance and partly of Celeste's schedule. It had seemed that pick pocketing had become too risky and only happens as a last resort. She had applied for jobs but the best was a sales clerk in a nearby department store.
Sure, Hiei had offered to pay her expenses. It was nothing compared to the millions he had stored in Makai from the past as an assassin and a thief but she had utterly refused any financial help. Celeste had a lot of pride and he admired that trait. It was a shame for her to be working as a lowly clerk but she didn't seem to mind at all.
Kurama had acted like a double spy for the two, along with Botan and Yusuke. Any information that was consoled to either Botan or Keiko immediately went to him. Only the ones that matter anyway. Kurama would never ask for any input that wasn't necessary no matter how much Hiei would coax him to.
And from what he heard so far, Celeste is definitely developing closer feelings.
Luckily, Kurama and Yusuke were the only ones who knew about the courting. It was a good thing Kurama had asked him first if he could release the information. Hiei didn't want any more surprises or accidental slips. Yusuke knew all the good places for dancing and physical contact was what he desperately needed now. Things were going far to slow to match his liking.
Hiei finally reached room twelve and gently knocked on the door. "Celeste, its me. Are you ready?"
There was a sound of rustling clothes than a loud thump like someone had tripped and fell straight down on the floor. A stuffed 'Ow' and 'Damn it!' clarified it. Hiei rolled his eyes and thought how 'graceful' the girl was that she couldn't even walk across the floor.
"Coming!" There most have been a total of five or more locks as a series of clicks and clangs sounded on the opposite side. He quickly rolled a hand over his hair to make sure it wasn't so messy from lying down on Yusuke's car.
Two eyes peered at a small crack of the door. A moment later, it opened and there stood Celeste fingering the insides of a black handpurse.
She wore her hair differently. It was not in a ponytail or down like he was used to. The hair was parted into two braids enlaced with sliver ribbons and small plasitc flowers. Selected strands of her bangs hang over her eyes. Her outfit consisted of a pair of loose white capris and a black belt with a no-sleeve dark ruffled blouse. Zipping up her purse, she looked at him and he noticed the most strangest thing.
On her lips was a color of enhanced red. Not bright red. Just enough to be noticed. It suited her complexsion well and made her skin more lighter than it should. "You don't know how noisy it is at night....there's usually a guy down the hall and everything with music shaking the walls. He must be out drinking or something-"
"What do you have on your lips?" interrupted Hiei.
She took a sideway glance and touched her mouth. "You mean the lipstick?" Celeste said, looking at her smudged red fingertips. " Oh, I usually don't wear any except for special occasions." She smiled. "Is there anything wrong?"
Hiei nodded his head. "I liked the way your lips looked before," he simply said.
Celeste didn't reply but the answer seemed to surprise her.
"What? I didn't see anything wrong with them before? Did you?"
She seemed to ponder what he had just said. "No, I didn't either..."
"Then why would you change them?" he questioned curiously.
Celeste stayed silent for a while."You're right," she finally concluded and took out a packet of tissues from her purse. With one hand, she wiped away the red coloring and revealed a pair of familiar pale pink lips. With a satisfied smile, she was about to say something but found that Hiei had already begun to walk down the stairs.
"You coming or not?" he said impatiently, "Being slow is not something I'm used t-"
A black lipstick case bounced off his head.
"Ow! What the hell did you do that for?!!" He rubbed the place of impact with one hand and turned around for an answer.
"You're such an idiot! I was about to say something!" She countered, looking irratated.
"Well, why didn't you just say it then? Don't throw things at me!"
"Well, if you listened, maybe I wouldn't have to thrown it!"
"What did you want to say then?!!"
"....." Instead of enlightning him of what he had done wrong, Celeste paused and stayed silent.
"Well?" He demanded. "What do you want to say?"
She walked right past him and stopped a few stairs below. "Forget it," she muttered without turning around. Hiei's jaw dropped. Words could not expressed the extent of his feelings at that moment as he watched her walk calmly away.
He looked at the lipstick that rolled to the corner. All this over one lipstick? Defeated but determined to succeedd in his final goal, Hiei relunctantly followed. His back stiff and a slight bump on the back of his head.
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Yep, I did this one a little earlier considering its labor day holiday so I have some extra free time.^.^ Hope you like this chapter a little more than the couple last ones. I'll just do a little chapter summary in case the next one is going to be a little late....
Chapter 11: After the silent car ride to the location, the four arrived to the flashing familiar lights and Hiei wanders towards the bar as Celeste drifts to the dancefloor. But an unexpected incident arises, causing one of them to become ill and collaspe. Who did this?