Fire Triplet: Chapter 2
"Don't touch him!"
I jumped about ten feet in the air and whirled around to the alleyway opening. There stood four figures ranging from super tall to just a little shorter than I. They stepped in the darkness and I got to see their faces.
The tallest had bright red hair and his eyes immediately filled with stars as he looked me over. The next two seemed to be the same height, but very different in appearance. Once had slick-back jet, black hair and dark brown eyes; while the other had slightly long red hair and the most beautiful pine green eyes I had ever seen. I could barely take my own eyes off them to observe the last character. Eventually I did and discovered some other brilliant eyes, even if they were blood red.
"So what happened here?" The brown-eyed leader guy asked.
I wasn't really sure myself so stalled, trying to get some information. "Why should I tell you? For all I know you could be another killer like that guy." I place my hands on my hips and raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
"Please, it is important that you tell us everything you know," the cute green-eyed guy spoke up looking up from observing Hisuke.
One glance in those glittering orbs and I knew it was a loss cause. He could convince me to tell my whole life story if he looked at me in the right way.
"Okay, get ready for a long story then. Just remember, you asked for it," I started trying to think of the best place to start. I didn't want to bore them to death, but I didn't want to miss any vital information.
"I guess it all started at the arcade," that was when I updated them on my saga. I even added some interesting details about the battle I had with Hisuke. But I didn't really know their socks off until I described my fire blast attack.
The bright red haired guy had wide eyes, like a child listening to someone read him a really scary storybook. While the slick haired guy had huge eyes full of disbelief.
"You did that?" He sputtered out.
"Yeah," I said it as if it was no big deal.
"Kurama, how could a human-"He looked around for help from the long haired guy.
"Maybe its just talent," I suggested, modestly flipping my hair over my shoulder.
The shortest hunk's eyes widened and he grabbed my wrist, bringing my closer to him. I squirmed in his tight grip. What was this maniac doing? The next thing he grabbed was my chin, which on any other circumstance I would have melted in his muscular arms, but he yanked my chin to the left. Not very romantic, if you ask me.
His eyes narrowed as he brushed array my red hair and gently fingered my scar. His touch was surprisingly warm and soft, compared to his blood- chilling eyes.
"She's one of them," he said sending a knowing glance toward the Kurama guy.
"Let go of me." Yes, I was still struggling to get out of the bone- crunching grip. If his hand would just loosen a tad, I would have been thrilled to have him holding my hand. But it wouldn't budge from my wiggling. I think my circulation was cutting off when the tall, red haired guy took me from the arms of the black haired hottie.
"Hiei, you're going to kill her like that. Don't worry baby, I'll protect you because I'm the great and powerful Kuzuma Kuwabara! But please call me Kuwabara."
Was this guy joking? He had to be the most pathetic one I've ever seen. Yet it was sort of flattering having someone throw themselves at my feet so quickly.
"Uh...thanks, but no thanks. I can take care of myself." I said rubbing my raw wrist.
"Is she really one of them, Hiei?" Kurama asked a worried look on his handsome face.
"What do you mean 'one of them'?" I tried to get in the conversation, especially if it concerned me.
Hiei ignored me and continued talking to Kurama, but I did notice his piercing eyes flit to me every once in a while. "She has the mark in the designated spot," he reasoned.
"Will someone please tell me what's going on?" I pleaded, giving Kurama a puppy-eyed look.
"What's your name?" Was he avoiding the question or just playing dumb? Whatever it was, I was not amused.
"Kaiya, but call me Kai, please. Now will you answer my question?"
"Kai, huh? I'm sorry Kai, but I can't risk revealing any information about that here. All I can say is that demons fear and want you, so you must watch your back," Kurama's eyes intensified to show how important this warning was.
"I just can't believe that a girl can do that type of magic," The slick haired butted in. I narrowed my eyes and almost growled to the rude interrupter.
"Why can't you believe it? Is it because I'm a girl?" I countered placing my hands on my hips and leaning forward.
"Watch out, Urameshi," Kuwabara said slightly scared. "If what Kurama abd Hiei say is true then she can do more than just breathe fire."
"I don't breathe fire!" I shouted amazed at how dense they all were. It was always the hot ones...except Kuwabara, he's just plain dumb, looks has nothing to do with it. "I CREATE fire, not BREATHE it." I said trying to calm myself down. Then a fun thought stuck my mind. "But I can use you to show everyone that I don't breath fire," I smiled sweetly enjoying the smirk spreading across Hiei's face.
"No, no, that's okay," Kuwabara fumbled backwards until he hit the alley wall.
"Fine, if you don't want to see my pretty trick," I pouted.
"I do want to see it! Just not on me," he said wearily.
I smirked. I already had this doofus wrapped around my pinkie finger. "So what are you going to do with Hiduke?" I asked glancing at the badly burnt body.
"Don't look at me!" Urameshi exclaimed holding up his hands. "I don't do dead bodies."
"So I really...killed him?" My voice was soft and almost inaudible.
"We should go," Kurama said, while glancing at the setting sun. I looked up also, gasping as my eyes met the swirling red and orange hues of the evening.
"I've never seen one so beautiful," I breathed, as a soft, warm breeze wafted through the alleyway and tickled my face.
"It has begun," I could barely hear Kurama's words as he walked towards the opening. When he got there he peered around the corner, I guess looking for anyone who would be curious of four guys and a girl.
The rest followed behind, and I looked around confused. Was I supposed to follow them? All of a sudden the unusually quiet Hiei whirled around and eyed me.
"You should come. Unless you want to fight more baka demons like that guy," he raised a perfect eyebrow towards Hisuke's mangled body. I have no idea what baka meant, it must be a code name for something, but I didn't think it sounded too pleasant.
"I'll come, but why all of the fuss? And why me?" I asked quietly so Kurama wouldn't hear and tell me not to talk about the subject.
"You'll find out when we arrive to where we're going," he said shoving his hands in the dark depths of his robe.
"Well, you're loads of help," I grumbled sending a glare in his direction. He just smirked back at me while my heart fluttered at the sight.
"I didn't intend to be," he replied turning into an abandoned building. I was so busy staring at Hiei that I didn't notice where we had gone.
We seemed to be on the outskirts of the city, not my choice to live. We crept quietly in the abandoned old warehouse and stepped to a door immediately to the left. There we were greeted by a flight of rickety wooden stairs. The group scaled the steep stairs, but then they had to wait for a gasping and coughing me as I tried to keep up. Boy, were they fast, or maybe I just needed a workout.
When we arrived to another set of stairs that looked on the brink of breaking down in the slightest movement, I collapsed with exhaustion on the dusty, dirty floor. I didn't care if I soiled my favorite clothes; I wanted to catch my breath before attempting the inevitable. I wearily scanned the stairs; they seemed to stretch on for miles and miles. How would I make such an impossible climb?
"Oh, come on," Urameshi complained, leaning lazily on the staircase banister. "I haven't even broken a sweat." A challenging glint flashed in those brown eyes and I felt my wobbly legs rise from the floor. I firmly gripped the rusty, metal railing and forced my foot up the next step. I wasn't about to let this annoying boy beat me at anything, even if it was climbing stairs.
I pulled myself up the first three steps and turned around to see their surprised faces. "Are you slowpokes coming or not?" I asked with a mischievous grin spreading across my lips.
"Oh, yeah?" Kuwabara started leaping and bounding up, taking two steps at a time.
"There's no way you can beat me!" Urameshi exclaimed scrambling up the thin stair after Kuwabara. I kept my slow, but steady, pace determined that I would get there, eventually.
"Baka ningens," I heard Hiei's voice behind me and I glanced back to find the last of the group falling in my grueling pace.
Eventually Kuwabara and Urameshi fell back, but stayed a step ahead of me. I think it was just to make me angry. As we neared the top, a fresh burst of energy flowed through my veins, making me step up a tiny bit faster.
"Hey, get back here," Urameshi wheezed when I trudged passed him.
"This isn't over yet," Kuwabara gasped while clutching at his side.
'Just five more steps,' I told myself. 'Then I'll win this stupid game. Four...Three...Two...'
I felt a rush of wind at my side and caught a black blur from the corner of my eye. Whatever it was, it wasn't going to stop me from winning these boneheads.
I was on the last step when I fell to my knees and crawled over the last steep step. A triumphant grin formed on my face and I held up my arms. "I WI-"
"I believe I won."
That was when I realized that I wasn't the only one at the top of the mountain of stairs. My head slowly turned and my eyes bulged out at the sight I beheld. Hiei was leaning against the wall, a smug grin plastered on his adorable face.
"Wha-? But how'd you—where'd you come from? You were behind me-"this was really confusing. I could have sworn he was behind me the whole time; he never passes me. I sank to the floor and tried to calm my irregular breathing.
"Hiei, you cheated! Kaiya would've won if you didn't use your super speed," Kuwabara complained loudly as he sat down on the top step. I flinched as he used my full name, but didn't say anything. I was contemplating Kuwabara's words.
"I call a rematch!" Urameshi exclaimed, his chest heaving from lack of oxygen.
"You have super speed?" I turned to Hiei. This guy was getting more interesting as the minutes ticked by.
"Hn," Hiei made a soft irritated sound.
"Come," Kurama motioned us in a small room on the right. I had been too busy staring at Hiei, once again, to notice Kurama finishing climbing the stairs and hurriedly going down the hall. Cute boys can be so distracting sometimes.
I stood up, trying to ignore my trembling legs as I brushed myself off and followed Kurama.
A/N: Well, there goes another chapter! Introducing the famous detectives and leaning of Kai's weakness. (HINT: If some challenges her in some way, she won't EVER back down, until she's won) Tell me what you think. Good? Bad? Needs improvement? You choose and tell me about it. Signing out! LiviaLea
"Don't touch him!"
I jumped about ten feet in the air and whirled around to the alleyway opening. There stood four figures ranging from super tall to just a little shorter than I. They stepped in the darkness and I got to see their faces.
The tallest had bright red hair and his eyes immediately filled with stars as he looked me over. The next two seemed to be the same height, but very different in appearance. Once had slick-back jet, black hair and dark brown eyes; while the other had slightly long red hair and the most beautiful pine green eyes I had ever seen. I could barely take my own eyes off them to observe the last character. Eventually I did and discovered some other brilliant eyes, even if they were blood red.
"So what happened here?" The brown-eyed leader guy asked.
I wasn't really sure myself so stalled, trying to get some information. "Why should I tell you? For all I know you could be another killer like that guy." I place my hands on my hips and raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
"Please, it is important that you tell us everything you know," the cute green-eyed guy spoke up looking up from observing Hisuke.
One glance in those glittering orbs and I knew it was a loss cause. He could convince me to tell my whole life story if he looked at me in the right way.
"Okay, get ready for a long story then. Just remember, you asked for it," I started trying to think of the best place to start. I didn't want to bore them to death, but I didn't want to miss any vital information.
"I guess it all started at the arcade," that was when I updated them on my saga. I even added some interesting details about the battle I had with Hisuke. But I didn't really know their socks off until I described my fire blast attack.
The bright red haired guy had wide eyes, like a child listening to someone read him a really scary storybook. While the slick haired guy had huge eyes full of disbelief.
"You did that?" He sputtered out.
"Yeah," I said it as if it was no big deal.
"Kurama, how could a human-"He looked around for help from the long haired guy.
"Maybe its just talent," I suggested, modestly flipping my hair over my shoulder.
The shortest hunk's eyes widened and he grabbed my wrist, bringing my closer to him. I squirmed in his tight grip. What was this maniac doing? The next thing he grabbed was my chin, which on any other circumstance I would have melted in his muscular arms, but he yanked my chin to the left. Not very romantic, if you ask me.
His eyes narrowed as he brushed array my red hair and gently fingered my scar. His touch was surprisingly warm and soft, compared to his blood- chilling eyes.
"She's one of them," he said sending a knowing glance toward the Kurama guy.
"Let go of me." Yes, I was still struggling to get out of the bone- crunching grip. If his hand would just loosen a tad, I would have been thrilled to have him holding my hand. But it wouldn't budge from my wiggling. I think my circulation was cutting off when the tall, red haired guy took me from the arms of the black haired hottie.
"Hiei, you're going to kill her like that. Don't worry baby, I'll protect you because I'm the great and powerful Kuzuma Kuwabara! But please call me Kuwabara."
Was this guy joking? He had to be the most pathetic one I've ever seen. Yet it was sort of flattering having someone throw themselves at my feet so quickly.
"Uh...thanks, but no thanks. I can take care of myself." I said rubbing my raw wrist.
"Is she really one of them, Hiei?" Kurama asked a worried look on his handsome face.
"What do you mean 'one of them'?" I tried to get in the conversation, especially if it concerned me.
Hiei ignored me and continued talking to Kurama, but I did notice his piercing eyes flit to me every once in a while. "She has the mark in the designated spot," he reasoned.
"Will someone please tell me what's going on?" I pleaded, giving Kurama a puppy-eyed look.
"What's your name?" Was he avoiding the question or just playing dumb? Whatever it was, I was not amused.
"Kaiya, but call me Kai, please. Now will you answer my question?"
"Kai, huh? I'm sorry Kai, but I can't risk revealing any information about that here. All I can say is that demons fear and want you, so you must watch your back," Kurama's eyes intensified to show how important this warning was.
"I just can't believe that a girl can do that type of magic," The slick haired butted in. I narrowed my eyes and almost growled to the rude interrupter.
"Why can't you believe it? Is it because I'm a girl?" I countered placing my hands on my hips and leaning forward.
"Watch out, Urameshi," Kuwabara said slightly scared. "If what Kurama abd Hiei say is true then she can do more than just breathe fire."
"I don't breathe fire!" I shouted amazed at how dense they all were. It was always the hot ones...except Kuwabara, he's just plain dumb, looks has nothing to do with it. "I CREATE fire, not BREATHE it." I said trying to calm myself down. Then a fun thought stuck my mind. "But I can use you to show everyone that I don't breath fire," I smiled sweetly enjoying the smirk spreading across Hiei's face.
"No, no, that's okay," Kuwabara fumbled backwards until he hit the alley wall.
"Fine, if you don't want to see my pretty trick," I pouted.
"I do want to see it! Just not on me," he said wearily.
I smirked. I already had this doofus wrapped around my pinkie finger. "So what are you going to do with Hiduke?" I asked glancing at the badly burnt body.
"Don't look at me!" Urameshi exclaimed holding up his hands. "I don't do dead bodies."
"So I really...killed him?" My voice was soft and almost inaudible.
"We should go," Kurama said, while glancing at the setting sun. I looked up also, gasping as my eyes met the swirling red and orange hues of the evening.
"I've never seen one so beautiful," I breathed, as a soft, warm breeze wafted through the alleyway and tickled my face.
"It has begun," I could barely hear Kurama's words as he walked towards the opening. When he got there he peered around the corner, I guess looking for anyone who would be curious of four guys and a girl.
The rest followed behind, and I looked around confused. Was I supposed to follow them? All of a sudden the unusually quiet Hiei whirled around and eyed me.
"You should come. Unless you want to fight more baka demons like that guy," he raised a perfect eyebrow towards Hisuke's mangled body. I have no idea what baka meant, it must be a code name for something, but I didn't think it sounded too pleasant.
"I'll come, but why all of the fuss? And why me?" I asked quietly so Kurama wouldn't hear and tell me not to talk about the subject.
"You'll find out when we arrive to where we're going," he said shoving his hands in the dark depths of his robe.
"Well, you're loads of help," I grumbled sending a glare in his direction. He just smirked back at me while my heart fluttered at the sight.
"I didn't intend to be," he replied turning into an abandoned building. I was so busy staring at Hiei that I didn't notice where we had gone.
We seemed to be on the outskirts of the city, not my choice to live. We crept quietly in the abandoned old warehouse and stepped to a door immediately to the left. There we were greeted by a flight of rickety wooden stairs. The group scaled the steep stairs, but then they had to wait for a gasping and coughing me as I tried to keep up. Boy, were they fast, or maybe I just needed a workout.
When we arrived to another set of stairs that looked on the brink of breaking down in the slightest movement, I collapsed with exhaustion on the dusty, dirty floor. I didn't care if I soiled my favorite clothes; I wanted to catch my breath before attempting the inevitable. I wearily scanned the stairs; they seemed to stretch on for miles and miles. How would I make such an impossible climb?
"Oh, come on," Urameshi complained, leaning lazily on the staircase banister. "I haven't even broken a sweat." A challenging glint flashed in those brown eyes and I felt my wobbly legs rise from the floor. I firmly gripped the rusty, metal railing and forced my foot up the next step. I wasn't about to let this annoying boy beat me at anything, even if it was climbing stairs.
I pulled myself up the first three steps and turned around to see their surprised faces. "Are you slowpokes coming or not?" I asked with a mischievous grin spreading across my lips.
"Oh, yeah?" Kuwabara started leaping and bounding up, taking two steps at a time.
"There's no way you can beat me!" Urameshi exclaimed scrambling up the thin stair after Kuwabara. I kept my slow, but steady, pace determined that I would get there, eventually.
"Baka ningens," I heard Hiei's voice behind me and I glanced back to find the last of the group falling in my grueling pace.
Eventually Kuwabara and Urameshi fell back, but stayed a step ahead of me. I think it was just to make me angry. As we neared the top, a fresh burst of energy flowed through my veins, making me step up a tiny bit faster.
"Hey, get back here," Urameshi wheezed when I trudged passed him.
"This isn't over yet," Kuwabara gasped while clutching at his side.
'Just five more steps,' I told myself. 'Then I'll win this stupid game. Four...Three...Two...'
I felt a rush of wind at my side and caught a black blur from the corner of my eye. Whatever it was, it wasn't going to stop me from winning these boneheads.
I was on the last step when I fell to my knees and crawled over the last steep step. A triumphant grin formed on my face and I held up my arms. "I WI-"
"I believe I won."
That was when I realized that I wasn't the only one at the top of the mountain of stairs. My head slowly turned and my eyes bulged out at the sight I beheld. Hiei was leaning against the wall, a smug grin plastered on his adorable face.
"Wha-? But how'd you—where'd you come from? You were behind me-"this was really confusing. I could have sworn he was behind me the whole time; he never passes me. I sank to the floor and tried to calm my irregular breathing.
"Hiei, you cheated! Kaiya would've won if you didn't use your super speed," Kuwabara complained loudly as he sat down on the top step. I flinched as he used my full name, but didn't say anything. I was contemplating Kuwabara's words.
"I call a rematch!" Urameshi exclaimed, his chest heaving from lack of oxygen.
"You have super speed?" I turned to Hiei. This guy was getting more interesting as the minutes ticked by.
"Hn," Hiei made a soft irritated sound.
"Come," Kurama motioned us in a small room on the right. I had been too busy staring at Hiei, once again, to notice Kurama finishing climbing the stairs and hurriedly going down the hall. Cute boys can be so distracting sometimes.
I stood up, trying to ignore my trembling legs as I brushed myself off and followed Kurama.
A/N: Well, there goes another chapter! Introducing the famous detectives and leaning of Kai's weakness. (HINT: If some challenges her in some way, she won't EVER back down, until she's won) Tell me what you think. Good? Bad? Needs improvement? You choose and tell me about it. Signing out! LiviaLea