Kay people I'm in a good mood, so I'm working on the new chapter for all of
you... I did sorta leave you hanging didn't I? Oops. You'll like it I
promise and btw this story will have probably 4 or 5 chapters left, then I
start the next part of their lives!!! Whee!!! Be happy!!!
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Hiei stared at her for a moment, the information received, still processing in his head. He adjusted so that she was cradled in his arms now. "Ashori.... is dead......?" He paused to think about it. Ashori was no push over... he had some fairly powerful skills. And, as far as he knew, nobody hated him or anything. He even liked him... well, more or less his daughter, but still....
"He was murdered."
This certainly made more sense. Ashori hadn't been old, at least for a father. "By who?"
"A thief... he also killed my father's best friend, Jorin."
"Do you know any reasons why...." He stopped as he looked down at her tear- stained face. "Ashira...."
"I came to tell your leader and pay for this month..."
"You shouldn't have come... you could have mailed me a letter."
"I couldn't just not come... you were expecting me."
He opened his mouth to protest, but found that if he did happen to say anything, he would be lying to her and himself. Sighing, he stood with her in his arms. She didn't protest to his actions, too distraught to notice anything really at the moment. He glanced down at her, rain dripping down his chin to drop against her cheek. Her eyes were dull, never had he seen them without life like this.
She was always close to her father. Much more so to him instead of her mother. She inherited most of his traits as well. The siren thing definitely, but her nature as well. He was always so nice to himself... even though he WAS a thief... A forbidden child....
Hiei looked down to see Ashira tucked against his chest. Having fallen asleep during his own rambling of thoughts. He reached his hand up to her face and wiped a few tears, mixed with the cold rain, away from her cheek. He quickly made his way back to the hideout, being as gentle as he could, so as not to wake her from her exhausted slumber.
Upon arriving, he entered quietly and walked back to his room. He didn't share his room with any of the others, seeing as many of the men were avoiding him lately. It didn't matter much to him, really. All it did was give him the freedom to do what he wanted in the room, without anyone else to bother him.
Hiei set her down on his bed gently. First pulling back the covers, so she could be warm when he pulled them back up. The furs were warm, they should have been, it was stolen from a high class merchant after all...
He sighed and smiled faintly as she snuggled into the warmth. Yet his smile turned to a frown once he felt her head. Heat shot through the backside of his hand, tingling his senses. This was certainly too hot for her, more normal for him really. It seemed that she had contracted a cold out in the rain. Being unconscious in a cold river didn't seem to help much either.
He left her side for a few moments to return with a wet rag. Kneeling next to the bed, he gently rubbed the damp cloth against her forehead. Her cheeks were tinged with a feverish pink and as the cloth hit her forehead she tuned on her side. He blinked at her, slightly surprised that she moved when he had done that.
Hiei found himself staring at her again, like he had done so many times before. His eyes traveled about her face, before settling on her lips. They looked so temptingly perfect, that he wanted to kiss them. It wouldn't be like she would know, right? He sighed and stood up, his code mentally smacking away those thoughts. He would not let himself to that. She was Ashira, his friend... his... only friend. He couldn't let this stupid feeling inside him take away what he had gained six years ago. He would not allow it to happen.
He looked at her when he heard the coverlet move. She was staring up at him silently. Heat rose to his face, but he quickly controlled it. He felt as if she caught him in the act of thinking those things...
"Hiei.... Where are we?"
"My room."
"Oh. Did you bring me here?"
"Yes. I didn't know what else to do. You fell asleep."
"I know... I'm sorry."
"Don't be."
"Oh alright. Um, can I go talk to the leader now? I really should pay him and then leave. Mother doesn't know I left the house."
"You didn't tell your mother where you were going?"
"Hiei, don't you remember? She disapproves of thieves...."
Hiei closed his eyes in remembrance, with a quick massage to his back, "Oh yes... now I remember."
She smiled faintly and attempted to sit up. The key word was attempted, for as soon as she did, she sneezed loudly and fell back into the pillow. Hiei blinked and chuckled, "I don't suggest you try going anywhere anytime soon. You have a nasty cold."
"Uhn... but..."
"No buts."
"Fine..."
"Get some rest Ashira. I'll give the leader your message and the payment."
She nodded briefly and covered her head in the coverlet. He sighed, "I need the pouch you know." She threw it to him from under the covers. Catching it, he walked towards the door and took one last look back at her, before walking out the door and shutting it closed softly.
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Me: Another chappie out!
Hiei: I don't act like that.
Me: I know, in the next story you'll be acting like your evil little self..
Hiei: Why then?
Me: Part of the plot..
Hiei: So there is a method to the madness.... Hn I never would have known.
Me: Well of course there—HEY!!
Hiei: Hn.
Me: You just insulted me!!!
Hiei: I do that a lot.
Me: You don't love me anymore!!!!!!!!!!! *cries*
Hiei: Please... stop that's not true.
Me: Say it then!!
Hiei: Fine... *mumbles something incoherent*
Me: What was that?
Hiei: How bout I show you instead.
Me: Nani?
Hiei: Review ningens. *picks her up quickly and flits off to the bedroom yet again*
Hiei stared at her for a moment, the information received, still processing in his head. He adjusted so that she was cradled in his arms now. "Ashori.... is dead......?" He paused to think about it. Ashori was no push over... he had some fairly powerful skills. And, as far as he knew, nobody hated him or anything. He even liked him... well, more or less his daughter, but still....
"He was murdered."
This certainly made more sense. Ashori hadn't been old, at least for a father. "By who?"
"A thief... he also killed my father's best friend, Jorin."
"Do you know any reasons why...." He stopped as he looked down at her tear- stained face. "Ashira...."
"I came to tell your leader and pay for this month..."
"You shouldn't have come... you could have mailed me a letter."
"I couldn't just not come... you were expecting me."
He opened his mouth to protest, but found that if he did happen to say anything, he would be lying to her and himself. Sighing, he stood with her in his arms. She didn't protest to his actions, too distraught to notice anything really at the moment. He glanced down at her, rain dripping down his chin to drop against her cheek. Her eyes were dull, never had he seen them without life like this.
She was always close to her father. Much more so to him instead of her mother. She inherited most of his traits as well. The siren thing definitely, but her nature as well. He was always so nice to himself... even though he WAS a thief... A forbidden child....
Hiei looked down to see Ashira tucked against his chest. Having fallen asleep during his own rambling of thoughts. He reached his hand up to her face and wiped a few tears, mixed with the cold rain, away from her cheek. He quickly made his way back to the hideout, being as gentle as he could, so as not to wake her from her exhausted slumber.
Upon arriving, he entered quietly and walked back to his room. He didn't share his room with any of the others, seeing as many of the men were avoiding him lately. It didn't matter much to him, really. All it did was give him the freedom to do what he wanted in the room, without anyone else to bother him.
Hiei set her down on his bed gently. First pulling back the covers, so she could be warm when he pulled them back up. The furs were warm, they should have been, it was stolen from a high class merchant after all...
He sighed and smiled faintly as she snuggled into the warmth. Yet his smile turned to a frown once he felt her head. Heat shot through the backside of his hand, tingling his senses. This was certainly too hot for her, more normal for him really. It seemed that she had contracted a cold out in the rain. Being unconscious in a cold river didn't seem to help much either.
He left her side for a few moments to return with a wet rag. Kneeling next to the bed, he gently rubbed the damp cloth against her forehead. Her cheeks were tinged with a feverish pink and as the cloth hit her forehead she tuned on her side. He blinked at her, slightly surprised that she moved when he had done that.
Hiei found himself staring at her again, like he had done so many times before. His eyes traveled about her face, before settling on her lips. They looked so temptingly perfect, that he wanted to kiss them. It wouldn't be like she would know, right? He sighed and stood up, his code mentally smacking away those thoughts. He would not let himself to that. She was Ashira, his friend... his... only friend. He couldn't let this stupid feeling inside him take away what he had gained six years ago. He would not allow it to happen.
He looked at her when he heard the coverlet move. She was staring up at him silently. Heat rose to his face, but he quickly controlled it. He felt as if she caught him in the act of thinking those things...
"Hiei.... Where are we?"
"My room."
"Oh. Did you bring me here?"
"Yes. I didn't know what else to do. You fell asleep."
"I know... I'm sorry."
"Don't be."
"Oh alright. Um, can I go talk to the leader now? I really should pay him and then leave. Mother doesn't know I left the house."
"You didn't tell your mother where you were going?"
"Hiei, don't you remember? She disapproves of thieves...."
Hiei closed his eyes in remembrance, with a quick massage to his back, "Oh yes... now I remember."
She smiled faintly and attempted to sit up. The key word was attempted, for as soon as she did, she sneezed loudly and fell back into the pillow. Hiei blinked and chuckled, "I don't suggest you try going anywhere anytime soon. You have a nasty cold."
"Uhn... but..."
"No buts."
"Fine..."
"Get some rest Ashira. I'll give the leader your message and the payment."
She nodded briefly and covered her head in the coverlet. He sighed, "I need the pouch you know." She threw it to him from under the covers. Catching it, he walked towards the door and took one last look back at her, before walking out the door and shutting it closed softly.
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Me: Another chappie out!
Hiei: I don't act like that.
Me: I know, in the next story you'll be acting like your evil little self..
Hiei: Why then?
Me: Part of the plot..
Hiei: So there is a method to the madness.... Hn I never would have known.
Me: Well of course there—HEY!!
Hiei: Hn.
Me: You just insulted me!!!
Hiei: I do that a lot.
Me: You don't love me anymore!!!!!!!!!!! *cries*
Hiei: Please... stop that's not true.
Me: Say it then!!
Hiei: Fine... *mumbles something incoherent*
Me: What was that?
Hiei: How bout I show you instead.
Me: Nani?
Hiei: Review ningens. *picks her up quickly and flits off to the bedroom yet again*