Ch. 9:

A/N: Hey guys! Here's chapter nine! Hope you enjoy! Oh, and for some more entertainment, read Reikachan14's story My Crimsom Eyed Angel. It is so sweet!

I walked up the stairs to my room slowly, my eyelids drooping. God, I was so tired. Seven days. That kid had been here for seven days, and good Lord he could scream. He loved to scream about how hungry he was, or about wet diapers, especially at night. For now, until we decided where to put him, he was staying in Ami's room, across the hall from me! How the hell did she expect me to get any sleep?

Ami seemed fine with it though. It's almost like she enjoyed being woken up at three in the morning just to rock the little thing to sleep. I continued my long walk up the stairs, dragging my feet. I had tried to get up normally this morning, but it just wasn't working. I NEEDED sleep, away from the screaming infant. He was now in the infirmary getting a check up; perfect chance for sleep.

I finally made it to the top of the stairs, but I stopped. What the hell was going on? The door to Kuronoe's room was open….and so was Ami's. Kuronoe's desk was in the hallway.

I ran to his room in a panic. What was going on? What was my sister thinking?! I made it to the doorway and look around. There was my sister, taking down his old posters and things off the walls. I was enraged. I was so mad I could kill someone.

"STOP!!!! NOW!!!!!!"

I achieved a surprised shriek from Ami as she spun around posters dropping to the floor from her hands. "Don't scare me like that!" She stopped as she saw the horror on my face. "Kurama, what's wrong?"

My heart had skipped a beat. I couldn't breathe. His room…was almost empty. My head shot around in every direction. His bed! His bed was gone as well!!! Then, I spotted something in the corner that made my head boil.

It was a crib. My crib to be exact. My old crib, which we had used for Riku in his diaper days. Miyo was next to the crib looking at me. All time seemed to stop as I turned to look at my sister. My face held no expression. There were no words to describe how I felt.

My sister looked a little confused. "What is it," she asked.

How could she ask that? HOW COULD SHE?! I marched over to her. Tears of frustration were threatening to spill from behind my eyes. I didn't let them though. This was no time for tears.

I was in her face now, still no expression on my face. I asked very calmly, "What do you think you're doing?" My voice was almost a whisper. Ami shuddered a little. I knew I was scaring her. The look on her face told me so.

She spoke, her voice coming out choked. "I'm moving Hiei in."

I saw her shudder again as my eyebrows narrowed. At that moment, I felt something I had never felt for my sister, and never thought I would feel for her in all my years.…I hated her.

My hand reached up and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. She tried pushing me away, but I ignored it. "Why?" I asked in the same tone. Miyo made a small noise in her throat, but didn't move.

Ami was getting mad, yet she still feared me. She swallowed loudly as she spoke. "Kurama, Kuronoe is gone. I just figured we could get rid of some of his old things. This room would be perfect for Hiei, and…"

I didn't let her continue. I interrupted, "So you're telling me you just want to forget about Kuronoe? Just move him out of you're life? You think this infant can replace Kuronoe?!" My voice got louder with each question. "Answer me!" I shouted, giving her locks a good yank.

A tear rolled down her face. "Kurama…"

I let go of her hair, and slapped her. She hit the wall hard, a red mark already present on her face. She slid down the wall, as she held her face in her hands. Her nose was bleeding…and I didn't care.

I gracefully made my way to the doorway. I stopped and turned, my hand on the wall. "You will put all his things back in their proper places. Hiei will move down stairs in a spare bedroom. You will do this, and you will not argue."

Ami didn't say a word, just held her face and stared at the floor. I turned to take one look at Miyo, who still hadn't moved. She had tears in her eyes. "And you will help her." She nodded slowly and I walked out, with my head high.

I must say I had a pretty nice afternoon slumber. I wasn't woken up five times to the sound of wailing and screaming. I simply slept…peacefully, no interruptions. When I finally did awaken, I almost didn't get up. The bed was too comfortable. But, one look at the clock convinced me otherwise.

It was almost dinnertime and I hadn't eaten all day. I could feel my stomach rumbling against the mattress. So, I hopped out of bed and went to take a shower. Afterwards, I picked out an outfit and put it on. I took the time to make my bed, something I usually leave to Miyo. I don't know why, I just didn't want anybody touching my things. Then, after that, I turned around to take a good look at my room. It was filthy. Clothes and things were thrown everywhere. I don't know what came over me, but I just had this strange desire for everything to be spotless, perfect.

So…I cleaned my room.

I finally finished, not realizing how time had flown by, and stopped to admire my perfection. I was glad to be done. I must have taken awhile because my stomach was screaming to me that if I didn't eat soon, I would collapse from hunger.

I left my room in an impatient stride, my stomach taking over my thoughts. Must eat. Must eat. MUST EAT! As I turned to close my door, I stopped. Something crossed my mind other than food and perfection. I made my way down the hall to Kuronoe's room and opened the door. I was quite satisfied. Everything was in its proper place with no crib in sight. Next I checked Ami's room; no crib. I smiled to myself. Good girl. Finally, I made my way down the stairs. When I reached the bottom I turned my head to the left and saw my sister in the sitting room. She was on the couch, with her legs crossed, breast-feeding the annoying infant.

For a moment I wondered how she could feed him with no breast milk. Then, I remembered she was going through her false pregnancy. What perfect timing, I thought. I continued into the kitchen and took my spot at the table.

Riku was in his seat, head buried in a book. "What the hell are you doing," I demanded.

Riku glanced up with innocence. "Reading."

"Why?"

He looked taken aback by my question. "Because I like it."

"Hn!" I said. "Reading is for losers and weaklings!" I said to him.

He looked hurt by my statement, but it didn't affect me. I simply reached over to pour myself a glass of water. I heard Riku sniffle, fighting back tears. He slowly closed his book and placed it at the corner of the table.

I finished pouring my water and took a quick glance at my sister. She was still feeding the annoying one. "Ami!" I shouted. "Put that 'thing' down and come eat."

She said nothing, but gave me an evil glare. She did as she was told though. She put Hiei in his little rocker, gave him a pacifier, and placed a rattle in his hand. She gracefully made her way to the table, refusing to make eye contact with me.

Miyo then entered the room. "Your thieves are coming, Master," she said to me. She brought the food from the stove to the table.

All the thieves entered the kitchen and took their places at the table. Dinner was rather quiet. It wasn't silent or anything, just quieter than usual. The table was usually loud and roaring with voices and laughter at this time of day.

The only things happening now were quiet conversations. Once in a while, one of my thieves would steal a glance at me, as if looking for something. I'd glare at him and he'd quickly revert back to his conversation.

I talked to no one. And no one talked to me. After dinner, everyone left the room and mess to Miyo, as usual. I didn't leave. I sat at my spot, just watching her. We didn't talk. She worked and I stared. I watched her clean the huge mess and started thinking, 'is this what she deals with three times a day?'

I must have been watching her for about ten minutes when she suddenly looked up at me curiously. "Kurama…are you all right?"

I must have been in a daze. "Yes, yes, I'm fine. Why?" I stood up in annoyance, straightening out my clothes.

"Because," she said, "you hardly ate anything on your plate." She held it out for my to see how full and uneaten it was. "Is something on your mind? Is something bothering you?"

Any other time, Miyo's concern would have been comforting, and I'd tell her what was bothering me. But, for some reason this was different. I didn't know what was bothering me and I wasn't feeling comforted at all. I WAS MAD!

"How dare you!" I shouted. Miyo jumped in shock. "How dare you! You have no right to call me by my name. You call me Master or sir! Is that clear?"

Miyo nodded slowly, her eyes closed with confusion.

"And how dare you pry into my business. If I wanted your concern or opinion, I'd ask for it! That's it! I've had it! Get out of the kitchen before I get really pissed!"

"But Master…I'm not done cleaning up-"

"I SAID OUT! DO NOT QUESTION ME!"

She never shuddered, never cried, never whimpered…she never showed any sign of fear…just pity. She bowed slightly and left.

I looked around me. There was such a mess…it had to be clean! I must have worked a half hour cleaning that kitchen, but when I was done, it was perfection. Not a spot of dirt or crumb of food to be found. Spotless.

This went on for months. I yelled at anyone who crossed me, I cleaned anything that was dirty, I made everyone bow to myauthority…and I was hating that baby more and more each day…

A/N: Well, it's been a while…sorry about the wait. There's

been a lot going on in my world that has really held me

back. Plus, for a while I've had some major writer's block. I

don't know what exactly broke through the block and made

my imagination come back, but it did.

I don't know how long it's gonna be before I post the

next chapter. There's been some tragedy in my life and I've

cried a few times. But, life goes on if you let it, so I'll keep

writing for you guys. The next chapter is going to be a while

later. Hiei's going to be pretty much in his toddler years.

Please Review!!! If no one reviews, I will not update!

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Poster's Note: Ahem I did say that I would get her to

type ne? Bow down before me!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Haha, yea right. But lovely chapter correct? Smiles with

pride You better make your reviews extra wonderful

because my friend here, your glorious authoress, is going, or

has gone through a tough time and you're lucky you got

anything out of her. =P It was a grand chapter anyway!

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