Blurring the Lines
3 Black Cats, Broomsticks, and Red, Red Roses
All basic disclaimers apply; I don't own any Yu Yu Hakusho characters. All ideas and original characters used are property of Beware of Mage and Tsuki Ryu Productions. Oh, yeah I don't own any of the lyrics I print; I just think they add a nicely atmospheric touch, and belong to musicians whose music I adore. Have fun reading!!
Kohaku Frost
-President of Beware of Mage and Vice President of Tsuki Ryu Productions
^_^ I'm SOOOOO happy! Yesterday I got my first two reviews for this fic, my first reviews EVER!!! My mom and grandma had to tell me nonstop to shut up when I came home from my sleepover at Kurohi's house. I couldn't stop talking about getting positive reviews. I am pretty certain that given the fact that I'm moving to Belize, I will be spending all my free time on the phone or the computer, updating my fan fics either by dictation to Kurohi or by typing them myself. *feels tap on shoulder and looks up, meets angry gaze of red haired mother* "Type your stupid story, or get to your homework NOW!" 0__0' *Mother walks away and I slink back to the computer to finish this author's note* Anyway, in this chapter Hiei tries to win Keiko's love. It'll probably be a long chapter, but I'm not sure. Enjoy! 5/? /03
It's taken much too long
To get it right
Would it be so wrong
To maybe find someone
A miracle
And all you really need
Is everything you could never be
And so you'd give it all
For a miracle
Is there a trace
Inside her face
Of a lonely miracle
And so you wait
And lie awake
For a lonely miracle
You never really know
What it is
Not until it goes
And if it comes again
It's a miracle
But what you miss is love
In everything below and up above
And could she bring it all
A miracle
Is there a trace
Inside her face
Of a lonely miracle
And so you wait
And lie awake
For a lonely miracle
All you wanted was a (miracle)
All you needed was a miracle
A miracle
All you wanted was a (miracle)
All you needed was a miracle
A miracle
It's taken so long to get it right
Could it be so wrong
To maybe find someone
A miracle
Is there a trace
Inside her face
Of a lonely miracle
And so you wait
And lie awake
For a lonely miracle
"Miracle" Vertical Horizon
Keiko woke up feeling dirty. Every time Yusuke touched her, she felt dirty afterwards. It had always been this way; as she got older, Keiko discovered that although she did love Yusuke, she loved him as a friend. But Hiei… She and Hiei had never been close in any sense of the word. The black and white haired demon with those amazing red eyes had always paid scant attention to her; but yesterday, he had seemed so … vulnerable. He had touched her soul in a way she had never known before.
Keiko crawled out of her rumpled sheets and stumbled to the bathroom and a hot shower. She stripped off the thin nightshirt she had pulled on after Yusuke left; she found it impossible to sleep in the nude. Looking at herself in the bathroom mirror she stared in disgust at the long, ugly black mascara streaks marring her pretty face. She had cried herself to sleep and her appearance was paying the price for her.
She looked out the bathroom window and was startled to see how far the sun had climbed in the clear blue sky. Keiko shook her head vigorously, resulting in her tangled brown hair flying around her face and making an even larger mess. Keiko stepped into the shower and ran the water on full blast. The water was so loud that she didn't hear the bedroom window open and someone enter, or the intruder move around the room, or said intruder's departure.
Keiko rinsed her hair one last time and wrapped a towel around the silky mass turban-style before stepping out of the shower stall and wrapping a large towel around her body. She walked into her bedroom and was met with a sight unlike anything she'd seen thus far in her young life: her room was filled with flowers. Flowers of all sizes and colors, but only a single, solitary red rose on her pillow, with a handwritten note next to it. It was a handwriting she didn't recognize. She inhaled the sweet perfume the flowers gave off, and it soothed her tired spirit.
She walked to the bed and picked up the note. It read:
Keiko;
You will probably be visited by Kurama within the next few days. TELL HIM NOTHING ABOUT US!!! I'm sorry; I couldn't go through with any reconciliation. I will be here later this week. I know you may hate me for letting you down, but I hope you can forgive me. I hope you like the flowers; I chose them because they remind me of your beauty.
Hiei
The small slip of paper floated to the floor unhindered by the now nerveless hand it had resided in 'til its defeated descent to the soft blue carpet. ~Wh-wh-what? H-Hiei sent me these flowers? 'Remind me of your beauty'? It –it sounds almost like a love letter…~ Keiko felt her face get so hot she thought she'd get sunburn. Hiei writing her love letters? She must still be dreaming. Hiei would never do something so unpredictably sweet. Yet, Keiko thought with a small smile, he did. He'd sent her a love letter. As she allowed herself to fall back onto her bed, she was watched intently by a beautiful black cat with eyes of gold.
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Hiei felt he was due for a nice, long nap in a secluded place where no one could find him for, oh say ten or twenty years. He had done everything Angel had demanded; he'd performed perfectly every task that Angel had prescribed, convincing him that if he wanted Keiko's love, he had damn well better be loving to her. He had no trouble being loving to Keiko; he would enjoy it immensely if only he was certain that he would not be rejected.
Angel had assured him that Keiko would not turn him away without undue provocation; meaning: Hiei had damn well better keep his hands to himself. Well, for now anyway. Hiei had penned a love letter to Keiko and had had Angel send one of her servants to deliver it. At the last moment, Hiei had ordered that the servant fill Keiko's room with flowers while she showered and to return with a full report on her activities of the last day and night. The servant would be returning soon and Hiei was getting very anxious about what she would report.
The rather short fire demon was sitting in one of the many courtyards when Angel and the servant came to find him. A large weight seemed to settle over his shoulders as he watched the two of them in deep conversation as they approached. Angel wore a beautiful blue kimono, with a pattern of small violet flowers that matched the color of her eyes today. And the servant wore her predictable silvery white tunic, belted with a black sash and the outfit was completed by a pair of black leggings and matching black boots. Her lovely silver hair was tied back with a black silk ribbon, exposing her long, pointed but well shaped ears. The only colors her clothing contained were black and white; thereby making her shockingly blue eyes all the more startling. Hiei had known the 'servant' since she had been a small child, clinging to Angel's skirts. Azura had been rescued from the clutches of death; ever since, Azura had been like a daughter to the powerful demoness Angel, one of the only people to ever see the tender side of her.
Azura looked to where Hiei sat in one of the ancient, rambling trees that offered their shade almost anywhere in the garden. Obviously, Hiei would have chosen one of the farthest trees to be his chair, considering that he wanted to be alone with his apprehension. He had been a prominent figure in her life since she was a small child, always helping her when she needed someone to get her kites out of trees and Hiei helped train her when Angel couldn't. The elfin-looking demoness had loved it when Angel made Hiei baby-sit her foster daughter; but she would have loved it even more if Hiei had returned the slightest hint that he felt the same way about her that she did about him. But now it appeared that he had fallen for a human girl that was his best friend's lover. It was, Azura felt, an incredibly stupid move, one Hiei would be sure to regret later on.
"Hiei, you can come down from there you know." Angel smiled up at him with understanding. "It appears that Kurama has not arrived at Keiko's house yet, but I myself detected a rather warm feeling when she read your note." Hiei's eyes snapped open as he stared down at his lovely friend.
"What's the significance of a 'warm feeling'? I don't get it. It's not bad, is it?" A soft note of panic had crept into his deep voice. Azura grinned and hid the smirk she was feeling all over her soul. Hiei, for all his romance with Kurama, knew nothing of human expressions of love and affection. Keeping Keiko away from him would be easy now.
Suddenly, Caia, a servant of Angel's resident clairvoyant, came streaking across the lawns toward them. She was screaming something that they couldn't catch at that distance, but Angel went white. She turned to run back to the mansion, and as an after thought, waved her hand quite peculiarly. When Azura looked for Hiei's reaction, the gorgeous fire demon was fighting with all his strength to get free of the tree that had come to life and the tree was fighting with all it had to keep Hiei trapped.
Fury spread it fiery fingers across Hiei's face. He had heard what Caia had been screaming; so had Angel, and in her infinite foresight, she'd had a binding spell ready for when Hiei eventually heard the message. The scream still echoed through his mind:
" Master! Kurama has attacked the human girl!!!!"
And as Hiei struggled to free himself, an ebony colored house cat rubbed itself against the trunk of the tree. Its eyes were large and a clear golden color.
End Chapter Three – Black Cats, Broomsticks, and Red, Red Roses
Well, I took my sweet time writing this chapter and I sincerely apologize to anyone who wanted me to update quickly (I don't get many reviews, so I don't know how many people like my fic). Thanks from the bottom of my heart to all those wonderful people who have reviewed. My fic will be taking more of a serious turn now. R&R!!! 7/12/03