Disclaimer: I don't own YYH and all but I write this fic and the story line
is mine.
A/N : Hehehe. I update late. Sorry. At first I have already the
spirit but then I read the other fanfic, not writing. Ups, time passed
too fast and this is the result. Anyway, I hope this isn't
disappointing. So where were we last time? Review please! Why the
review of this fic is less than my other fic? Poor me. I should make
it better. Oh, this fic is still Hiei's POV! ( Kurama: When is my
turn?!) Kurama should wait, ok? ^_^ Please be patient. I debt you and
I'll make longer for your turn. I don't mean to choose Hiei more than
you. Hehehe.. I'm your fans, Kurama-chan. * Hugs* ( Kurama: Why me?
Sigh.why should you who is my fan? I prefer Hiei though.) Jeeez.he is
your ehem. not your fan. Maybe ^_^
Warning: This is Yaoi. Don't say I didn't warn you!
By Irisgem
The emerald eyes entered the room with a full of water basin, where I took a rest to heal my own wound. He looked more worried now as I ignored his word. His beauty nature color of his hair somehow bothered me. Its ruby color was very enchanted and appealed to me. Maybe it's my favorite's color? But it reminded me of something.and my head started pounding hard. It makes me unable to listen the young teen's word clearly or look my unfamiliar surroundings.
An image.of fire ?.it's flickering.but I could feel the coldness by touching it. Shouldn't the fire is emitting the heat only?
I put my hand unconsciously on my aching head slightly. My eyes opened by half in hope to release from the pain but nothing was granted easily for me. The pain just kept striking me mercilessly. I groaned softly in protest of this cursed pain bug that kept buzzing in my head.
" Your head was hit heavily last night. Do you feel anything wrong? " Even in state of pain, his words snapped me out of my hurt world.
He placed his hand on my forehead. "Your fever has gone down. What a relief.Your critical time has passed. Nothing has to be worried then. " He recognized my uneasiness as an open book that was very obvious on my face. So he smiled. I felt some grief left me. Somehow his smile appealed to me. I flushed slightly, but hid it quickly afterward by looked away to the window. Not letting anyone to see that embarrassing thing.
" Do you mind to let me unwrapped your bandage? It was dirtied already. At least your blood had stopped flowing."
Bandage? Soon I realized that my whole body and my head had been wrapped with the bandage. It surely needed a lot of bandage even for my small size body.
"Oh." A simple answer that I could say and let him finished what he should do. He began to unwrap with his skillful hand. And with a soft towel, he washed my severe wound. I flinched a bit by its unendurable pain. He glanced me with 'sorry' looking on his emerald pool eyes.
While he was wrapping my wound, I could see some eagerness in him that he kept trying to calm himself. His words were swallowed in his throat, waiting a perfect moment. I didn't look at him, but asked.
"What is it? "
He curtly lifted his face to make sure what he had heard a second ago. He worked with my wounded arm again and asked, " You're not a human, are you? I can feel your power of youki. " I frowned, it took long enough to think but I still couldn't remember.
" You have that third eye, Jagan, the famous kind of worth thing to be implanted for its power with the risk of your life. By your ability to endure, you must be a powerful demon. A fire demon, who is mastering the fire element. Is my conjecture wrong?"
I was searching my own reason of my existence here and now he asked about my past that lost from me?
My mind was full of mist of subtle mystery that covered my mind from any possibility to regain my past. I couldn't answer any question that kept emerged in my brain restlessly. The answer was still far from my grasp, no key, no trace to find.
" I don't know. I couldn't remember." I looked at his face, mourning my limited memories. I acknowledge my poor mind. He faced me with fear flicked in his eyes.
" You lost your memory?! "
Somehow I could keep my own dignity and take this matter calmly even I didn't know anything about myself. He sighed and continued his work. Then he rubbed my silk raven hair softly, not wanting to hurt more than I had already.
" You have hurt your head heavy enough. * by bumping my flower pots * That must cause you to lost your past. "
One thing kept bugging me. " Who are you.especially to me? Why do you help me? Do I know you? "
" No. I'm just a mere person, who helped a strange person that wounded in front of my house. That's all. " He packed the first aid kit and stood up. The silenced deafened me. Some coldness waved around this room. Then he locked his eyes on me.
The red head held my shoulder and pushed my body down to the soft bed with a blanket that was stained my red brown dry blood.
" If your head aches, you should take more rest. Your wound weren't just some scratch. "
Half of my mind told me to shoo his hand away from my shoulder, but the other half of mine told me to resist. It felt comfortable as smooth snow that melted by warmth of another person. Even I felt unworthy of this kindness, which I didn't know the reason was I still longed for this.
Who was I that made me felt like this as if that the warmth wasn't a familiar past for me? What had I exceeded in my childhood? What kind of ordeal that I had experienced along the time?
I rested my heavy head on the pillow with a soft thud sound. It helped a bit to ease the sharp knife of pain. Suddenly I realized some tiredness within his dull eyes.
I started to worry to become such an unwanted burden for his family and him. My eyes were empty with its sparkle. But he hadn't lost his concern. The ruby hair read my expression obviously.
" It's ok. You'll remember eventually by time. Until that time, you can stay here for a while. I don't think that mother will ignore you to the dust street with empty past. It's only my mother and me. This house still fit for other guest." I gazed at him. "But please don't show that eye that you have on your forehead to anyone and my mother, ok?" He pointed to my covered forehead.
" Your family will probably find you by tracking your scattered ki over this city. There is nothing to be worried. " He smiled and readied to leave. " Where are you going?" I didn't feel comfortable in this confusing place without someone with me. I felt weak but still.
"I'm going to school. It's a place for human to earn some knowledge. If you need something, you can ask mother. She is at down stairs. " He turned away and closed the door quietly, leaving a strange person in one room of his house. He must trust other person too much.
I took a nap for a while, but I still can't resist after a whole hour of sleeping only. I felt curious of this place and eager to look more. I left the guest room and wandering around this place.
The house was decorated neatly. The one, who planned this, probably has a sense of taste. The bright rays of sun easily entered every room by the glass windows. It was the reason of the warmth of this house. The serenity and security feeling filled his heart. I snorted with silent face.
I wished for this tranquility for my eternity, for my whole life.
I walked down the stairs. This house wasn't that big with two floors in it. Some cabinet and a refrigerator were fitted with nice position in the dining room. There was a table and yellow sofas furnished in the living room. There is nothing special in the kitchen though with stove and a cabinet that contained a lot of room to put all things that was meant to cook. Some frying pan, dining equipment, plates, and bowls were the usual things I could see in this room.
I didn't mean to be rude in someone's house, so I left the private rooms as it was without looking inside.
He said that his mother was in the first floor, but I saw no one. Without paying attention of my surroundings, I walked from one room to another. This house is a nice prison without fear in it. Nothing to worry.
" Do you awake? " The sweet voice of a lady snapped me out. I jolted and turned my back, facing her. I looked at the woman, who must be that young teen's mother. Her angelic smile was as pretty as her son. She looked like an angel, spreading her wings and falling from heaven. She seemed a perfect mother on three worlds.
" Ah, um." I nodded, stunning by her appealing beauty. With my losing past, I didn't know how to react. I lost my nature, my way of thinking. Furthermore I lost everything. Finally this was all I could do with a nervous feeling.
* How would I act if someone asked me like that in my past? *
I tried to find my answer, with everything failed in vain. She seemed understand. She placed her soft milky hand on my cheek. It was soothing me. She looked as she pleased with my response of her action.
" Come here. I'll serve you some tea if you like." She walked toward the kitchen room, which had a lot of dining things. In state of confusion, I tailed her to her destination.
She brought a tray with two cups on it. She placed one of the cups on the oval wooden table in front of me. I gazed on the ceramic glass with small blue flower to sharpen its beauty, which put on the round flat small plate. I found it was very contrast to be paired. Its hollow space was filled with brownish hot water that let out some mist of vapour, the result of the heat.
She sat in front of me and sipped her tea a bit. I thought that the heat might burn her pink tongue, but she didn't seem mind it at all. She held her cup in front of her chest and glanced at me kindly.
" My name is Shiori. You can call me that. What is your name?" I bit my lower lip, not sure what to tell.
" I'm sorry, I don't remember. Your son said I might suffer something like a losing memory." She choked a bit. I wonder why.
She hurriedly came into my seat and placed her hands on my shoulders. Her face was too near and I started to feel awkward.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I shook my head uncertainly. Then she let out a sigh and asked the similar thing with her child.
" You can't remember anything? "
I shook my head again. Not letting out any word passed my mouth. I mourned to bother their routine life. "Sorry." She confused by my apologizing single word. " Why? You don't do any mistake."
" For bothering you and him." I moved my head down as if I had done something bad. She giggled.
" I didn't see anything funny of my word. " I felt some emphasis hit me.
"You don't have to feel like a stranger here. You were wounded and ended up here with losing memory. All of those were destiny.
Destiny? No one would believe on something like that, except her.
"You don't have to push your self. You just have to feel at home. You're very welcomed here."
It's strange. I was welcomed? But all I could give was a burden for them. "Why?"
She blushed a bit and stared on my eyes long enough. Then she admitted. " Your presence here makes me feel as if I have two sons. My Shuuichi is very mature for his age. He never being spoil to me nor brings him self to me. I just want to spoil him sometimes, but he always makes an excuse for it. He is very nice, trying not to burden me. But as a mother, I wished for it. I just want to do it sometimes."
I couldn't help myself but smiled.
"You're very cute when you smile, you know." I couldn't move when she suddenly hugged me. I was stiff, froze in my place. It's an unfamiliar thing. For me.
Her raven hair tangled on my cheek. She rose up and looked my confused face. She understood that I didn't get used to the affection things and moved her eyes to the only clock in this living room. It showed 9 a.m. already. Suddenly she rushed from her seat.
" I'm sorry. I should open my shop and get work now." She smiled regretfully. I looked her back while she was rushing to the front room of the house, the only exit of this house, besides using the windows. Bored of the silence period, I left the cold tea already on the table. I allowed my feet to bring myself to Shiori's place. I peeked a bit behind the door and amazed by the multicolor of rainbow bright garden in a flower shop.
What is this place?
~~~~
Okay, I'm tired. That's enough for now. Hey, it took longer than before. So I'll appreciate who review this long fic which drained my energy lot enough. Hehehe. Thanks for all the reviewer. As usual and especially for amethyst bubble.
A/N : Hehehe. I update late. Sorry. At first I have already the
spirit but then I read the other fanfic, not writing. Ups, time passed
too fast and this is the result. Anyway, I hope this isn't
disappointing. So where were we last time? Review please! Why the
review of this fic is less than my other fic? Poor me. I should make
it better. Oh, this fic is still Hiei's POV! ( Kurama: When is my
turn?!) Kurama should wait, ok? ^_^ Please be patient. I debt you and
I'll make longer for your turn. I don't mean to choose Hiei more than
you. Hehehe.. I'm your fans, Kurama-chan. * Hugs* ( Kurama: Why me?
Sigh.why should you who is my fan? I prefer Hiei though.) Jeeez.he is
your ehem. not your fan. Maybe ^_^
Warning: This is Yaoi. Don't say I didn't warn you!
By Irisgem
The emerald eyes entered the room with a full of water basin, where I took a rest to heal my own wound. He looked more worried now as I ignored his word. His beauty nature color of his hair somehow bothered me. Its ruby color was very enchanted and appealed to me. Maybe it's my favorite's color? But it reminded me of something.and my head started pounding hard. It makes me unable to listen the young teen's word clearly or look my unfamiliar surroundings.
An image.of fire ?.it's flickering.but I could feel the coldness by touching it. Shouldn't the fire is emitting the heat only?
I put my hand unconsciously on my aching head slightly. My eyes opened by half in hope to release from the pain but nothing was granted easily for me. The pain just kept striking me mercilessly. I groaned softly in protest of this cursed pain bug that kept buzzing in my head.
" Your head was hit heavily last night. Do you feel anything wrong? " Even in state of pain, his words snapped me out of my hurt world.
He placed his hand on my forehead. "Your fever has gone down. What a relief.Your critical time has passed. Nothing has to be worried then. " He recognized my uneasiness as an open book that was very obvious on my face. So he smiled. I felt some grief left me. Somehow his smile appealed to me. I flushed slightly, but hid it quickly afterward by looked away to the window. Not letting anyone to see that embarrassing thing.
" Do you mind to let me unwrapped your bandage? It was dirtied already. At least your blood had stopped flowing."
Bandage? Soon I realized that my whole body and my head had been wrapped with the bandage. It surely needed a lot of bandage even for my small size body.
"Oh." A simple answer that I could say and let him finished what he should do. He began to unwrap with his skillful hand. And with a soft towel, he washed my severe wound. I flinched a bit by its unendurable pain. He glanced me with 'sorry' looking on his emerald pool eyes.
While he was wrapping my wound, I could see some eagerness in him that he kept trying to calm himself. His words were swallowed in his throat, waiting a perfect moment. I didn't look at him, but asked.
"What is it? "
He curtly lifted his face to make sure what he had heard a second ago. He worked with my wounded arm again and asked, " You're not a human, are you? I can feel your power of youki. " I frowned, it took long enough to think but I still couldn't remember.
" You have that third eye, Jagan, the famous kind of worth thing to be implanted for its power with the risk of your life. By your ability to endure, you must be a powerful demon. A fire demon, who is mastering the fire element. Is my conjecture wrong?"
I was searching my own reason of my existence here and now he asked about my past that lost from me?
My mind was full of mist of subtle mystery that covered my mind from any possibility to regain my past. I couldn't answer any question that kept emerged in my brain restlessly. The answer was still far from my grasp, no key, no trace to find.
" I don't know. I couldn't remember." I looked at his face, mourning my limited memories. I acknowledge my poor mind. He faced me with fear flicked in his eyes.
" You lost your memory?! "
Somehow I could keep my own dignity and take this matter calmly even I didn't know anything about myself. He sighed and continued his work. Then he rubbed my silk raven hair softly, not wanting to hurt more than I had already.
" You have hurt your head heavy enough. * by bumping my flower pots * That must cause you to lost your past. "
One thing kept bugging me. " Who are you.especially to me? Why do you help me? Do I know you? "
" No. I'm just a mere person, who helped a strange person that wounded in front of my house. That's all. " He packed the first aid kit and stood up. The silenced deafened me. Some coldness waved around this room. Then he locked his eyes on me.
The red head held my shoulder and pushed my body down to the soft bed with a blanket that was stained my red brown dry blood.
" If your head aches, you should take more rest. Your wound weren't just some scratch. "
Half of my mind told me to shoo his hand away from my shoulder, but the other half of mine told me to resist. It felt comfortable as smooth snow that melted by warmth of another person. Even I felt unworthy of this kindness, which I didn't know the reason was I still longed for this.
Who was I that made me felt like this as if that the warmth wasn't a familiar past for me? What had I exceeded in my childhood? What kind of ordeal that I had experienced along the time?
I rested my heavy head on the pillow with a soft thud sound. It helped a bit to ease the sharp knife of pain. Suddenly I realized some tiredness within his dull eyes.
I started to worry to become such an unwanted burden for his family and him. My eyes were empty with its sparkle. But he hadn't lost his concern. The ruby hair read my expression obviously.
" It's ok. You'll remember eventually by time. Until that time, you can stay here for a while. I don't think that mother will ignore you to the dust street with empty past. It's only my mother and me. This house still fit for other guest." I gazed at him. "But please don't show that eye that you have on your forehead to anyone and my mother, ok?" He pointed to my covered forehead.
" Your family will probably find you by tracking your scattered ki over this city. There is nothing to be worried. " He smiled and readied to leave. " Where are you going?" I didn't feel comfortable in this confusing place without someone with me. I felt weak but still.
"I'm going to school. It's a place for human to earn some knowledge. If you need something, you can ask mother. She is at down stairs. " He turned away and closed the door quietly, leaving a strange person in one room of his house. He must trust other person too much.
I took a nap for a while, but I still can't resist after a whole hour of sleeping only. I felt curious of this place and eager to look more. I left the guest room and wandering around this place.
The house was decorated neatly. The one, who planned this, probably has a sense of taste. The bright rays of sun easily entered every room by the glass windows. It was the reason of the warmth of this house. The serenity and security feeling filled his heart. I snorted with silent face.
I wished for this tranquility for my eternity, for my whole life.
I walked down the stairs. This house wasn't that big with two floors in it. Some cabinet and a refrigerator were fitted with nice position in the dining room. There was a table and yellow sofas furnished in the living room. There is nothing special in the kitchen though with stove and a cabinet that contained a lot of room to put all things that was meant to cook. Some frying pan, dining equipment, plates, and bowls were the usual things I could see in this room.
I didn't mean to be rude in someone's house, so I left the private rooms as it was without looking inside.
He said that his mother was in the first floor, but I saw no one. Without paying attention of my surroundings, I walked from one room to another. This house is a nice prison without fear in it. Nothing to worry.
" Do you awake? " The sweet voice of a lady snapped me out. I jolted and turned my back, facing her. I looked at the woman, who must be that young teen's mother. Her angelic smile was as pretty as her son. She looked like an angel, spreading her wings and falling from heaven. She seemed a perfect mother on three worlds.
" Ah, um." I nodded, stunning by her appealing beauty. With my losing past, I didn't know how to react. I lost my nature, my way of thinking. Furthermore I lost everything. Finally this was all I could do with a nervous feeling.
* How would I act if someone asked me like that in my past? *
I tried to find my answer, with everything failed in vain. She seemed understand. She placed her soft milky hand on my cheek. It was soothing me. She looked as she pleased with my response of her action.
" Come here. I'll serve you some tea if you like." She walked toward the kitchen room, which had a lot of dining things. In state of confusion, I tailed her to her destination.
She brought a tray with two cups on it. She placed one of the cups on the oval wooden table in front of me. I gazed on the ceramic glass with small blue flower to sharpen its beauty, which put on the round flat small plate. I found it was very contrast to be paired. Its hollow space was filled with brownish hot water that let out some mist of vapour, the result of the heat.
She sat in front of me and sipped her tea a bit. I thought that the heat might burn her pink tongue, but she didn't seem mind it at all. She held her cup in front of her chest and glanced at me kindly.
" My name is Shiori. You can call me that. What is your name?" I bit my lower lip, not sure what to tell.
" I'm sorry, I don't remember. Your son said I might suffer something like a losing memory." She choked a bit. I wonder why.
She hurriedly came into my seat and placed her hands on my shoulders. Her face was too near and I started to feel awkward.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I shook my head uncertainly. Then she let out a sigh and asked the similar thing with her child.
" You can't remember anything? "
I shook my head again. Not letting out any word passed my mouth. I mourned to bother their routine life. "Sorry." She confused by my apologizing single word. " Why? You don't do any mistake."
" For bothering you and him." I moved my head down as if I had done something bad. She giggled.
" I didn't see anything funny of my word. " I felt some emphasis hit me.
"You don't have to feel like a stranger here. You were wounded and ended up here with losing memory. All of those were destiny.
Destiny? No one would believe on something like that, except her.
"You don't have to push your self. You just have to feel at home. You're very welcomed here."
It's strange. I was welcomed? But all I could give was a burden for them. "Why?"
She blushed a bit and stared on my eyes long enough. Then she admitted. " Your presence here makes me feel as if I have two sons. My Shuuichi is very mature for his age. He never being spoil to me nor brings him self to me. I just want to spoil him sometimes, but he always makes an excuse for it. He is very nice, trying not to burden me. But as a mother, I wished for it. I just want to do it sometimes."
I couldn't help myself but smiled.
"You're very cute when you smile, you know." I couldn't move when she suddenly hugged me. I was stiff, froze in my place. It's an unfamiliar thing. For me.
Her raven hair tangled on my cheek. She rose up and looked my confused face. She understood that I didn't get used to the affection things and moved her eyes to the only clock in this living room. It showed 9 a.m. already. Suddenly she rushed from her seat.
" I'm sorry. I should open my shop and get work now." She smiled regretfully. I looked her back while she was rushing to the front room of the house, the only exit of this house, besides using the windows. Bored of the silence period, I left the cold tea already on the table. I allowed my feet to bring myself to Shiori's place. I peeked a bit behind the door and amazed by the multicolor of rainbow bright garden in a flower shop.
What is this place?
~~~~
Okay, I'm tired. That's enough for now. Hey, it took longer than before. So I'll appreciate who review this long fic which drained my energy lot enough. Hehehe. Thanks for all the reviewer. As usual and especially for amethyst bubble.