:bouncing in: Hola Personas! This is my first fanfic so take an easy on me. Also I plan on making this a lemon :evil smirk: so after so long if the loyal fans of fluffy love onot want this, I'll make an uneditted version for the gutterminds such as myself! YAY!
Chapter One: I found you at last! (A/N: The timelne of this story is werid, it starts off at Hiei's early childhood. Then to about the end of the first Dark Tornament, then skips to the end of the series. And I'm not telling you where the end of the story's at :-P. Also, ignore the fact that I don't know people's names from Hiei's errrr childhood. I'm giving the dudes from the gang of theives names because for once I feel like creating something original. On the note of orginality, if I take someon's idea, I'll tell you, and do the best I can as to find out where I got the idea from .)
I awoke from the sound of a child screaming. Groaning I rubbed behind my ears. Getting up, I wandered into the makeshift (a/n: ooooh big words...sorta ok I'll shut up) nursury. "Since when did we take care of abandoned infants?" I muttered to myself as he looked at the two children sprawled out on the floor, Masaki, the fire demon/ fox hybrid, was once again, tormenting the other little one we found the other name. We still haven't figured out a name for the little guy. Kimina found him the other day. The kid was wrapped up in bandages surrounded by what looked like a Koorime ward. It was a boy, which was all the more shocking. The thing had beady red eyes, black spikey hair with a white star burst on it. He sat up and looked at me with those big eyes. I bent down to the ground and picked him up. "Hey kid stick up for yourself aye" I said, knowing he couldn't understand. I needed to give him a name, something that suited him, but not a name like a cat or a dog. I looked at his eyes again. Red eyes..."Hiei" I muttered. "From now on you'll be Hiei, remember that kid, your red eyes have givin you a sort of rputation. Well it's a start" I chuckled. I was getting soft.
:::Years later:::
(a/n: remember folks, demon age different from humans. It takes longer for a baby demon to become a toddler, etc etc...)
Hiei dashed into the forest after Masaki. She was always faster then him. He tripped over an root and fell down flat on his face. He sat up, trying to fight back tears. He had always been a baby, he had always been protected by the gang's leader Sharon. His eyes watering up, Masaki rushed over to him, but not looming over him like anyone else would have. "Hey Hiei get up!" she said, kicking him in the ribs. Hiei winced. "Fight back the tears baby" Masaki's voice boomed in his mind. "Take it like a man" she continued. Her words sinking in, he stood up, being only about 3 feet tall. He looked like a 6 or 7 year old human male. Masaki looked at him and smiled. "Now are you ready to try that again? She looked like an 8 year old girl, She had red hair that flowed smoothly to her waist, Silver ears and tail with red strips. Her right eye was a blood red and her left was silver. Hiei simply "hn"ed and took off into the woods again. Masaki followed. They raced back to the camp, sneaking into the temporary Mess Hall in an atempt to get some food. The chef slapped their hands and scolded them. Masaki left quetly and Hiei shot the chef a death glare and walked out. Several hours later the gang returned from a recent raid, and they had taken their places at the table in the Mess Hall, this time however, Hiei had not sat next to Sharon. SHaron had noticed this and found him on the other side of the table. "Hiei" He said over the noise, there was silence, a few demons murmured snickered, a few mentioned something about Hiei being a baby. "Son, why are you not here?" Hiei growled. "I am not your son." he stated. Masaki, who was sitting next to him, looked at him with intrest. "I was never your son, and I want my space." He stood. "And the next demon who calls me a baby or weak from this point over is DEAD. Do I make myself clear?!?!?!" a few demons snickered, one of them got up. "Baby!" He yelled. All the others snickered as Hiei stepped on the table takeing out his sword. He walked over to him, and the demon snickered. "Oh does the baby think he's a tough guy?" he laughed. Hiei quickly sliced off his head. the room became silent again as Hiei spoke. "I warned you. What I say goes." He pointed the sword at Sharon. "If you claim to be my father again, you'll be next." He hoped off the table and left to his favorite tree. Masaki watched in horror.
:::Before the last match of the first dark tornament:::
"Hn" Hiei muttered to no one in particular. He sunk his fangs into the soft fruit he was holding. After he swallowed he spoke to himself again. "It's been awhile since I left them. Since I left the theives and disowned Sharon. but, but I haven't seen Msaki in a while, thats the only bad part." He had taken a seat on a nearby tree as he ruminated about the past. Did he have anything he wanted to do before tomorrow? He mused. It would be nice to see her again. He missed her so very much. He tosses the core of the fruit away, and it had apparently hit someone, but he was too deep in thoughts to care who. Maybe if he was lucky he'd have hit Kuwabara. Judging by the sounds below him, he had pissed someone off as the core was chucked back at him. He ran quickly, but who ever he hit had chased him, eager for revenge. They came to a clearing, Hiei had turned around, his katana drawn, ready to kill whoever had been pissed off. His eyes widened as he saw a face he hadn't seen in so long. He smirked. "Masaki, so nice to see you. It's been awhile." Masaki stopped in her tracks. "H-hiei? is that really you?" she gasped and tackled him to the ground, her eyes swelling up with tears. "Oh Hiei's I've been looking everywhere for you, I've missed you so much!" she started silently crying, her tears dripping onto his face. He brushed the tears softly off her face, smiling. "In fact I was just thinking about you. Is that annoying Phoenix of yours with you?" Masaki paused. "You mean Hikichi? yea he's here, back in my room though he was tired." Her arms wrapped around him, resting her head on his chest. "Hiei", she muttered before drifting off into sleep.