Hello Hello my friends! Probably wondering why I haven't been updating ne? Well the truth is I've been not in the mood and I decided that until I got 50 reviews to my name I wouldn't be writing the next chapter. Well after this chapter, which will probably be short, we'll probably have one or two chapters left until the second story comes out, titled 'A fox's advice on winning over a siren'. If you can't think of a certain kitsune then I suggest you brush up on some Yu Yu Hakusho details... hehe, so anyway, to those who do know this fox, I'm sure some of you are a bit excited to see him come in. Eventually the whole gang will show up, but that's much later... like a couple stories later really... so on with the show!

Ashira looked down at her feet with a sigh. Leaving here would be hard for mainly two reasons. One she definitely voiced to her mother over the course of the morning while they were getting some last things together. She had grown up in the very house they were now leaving. She casually ran her fingers over the small engravings of the yearly heights on the wall next to the front door, her own, seemingly dwarfed by her older brothers'. All those years would be lost to her as soon as she stepped out of the house for the last time. She thought about running from her mother and staying in the large house, but found that she would miss her brothers too much.

Of course there was another reason she didn't want to leave, yet she never did tell her mother or brothers about the young boy that she had met and came to befriend. Only her father had known about their friendship and he decided it best not to tell his overly protective wife. Ashira sighed; thinking of Hiei was hard not to do. He was the best friend she had ever had. She felt her own heart ache knowing she would be so far away from him.

She had already asked her older brother Arion to sneak off and send it for her. She could never get far with her mother watching and Jeran was helping her get some things together, seeing as he was the oldest of the three. He was already back from the errand and getting scolded by their mother for not helping Jeran. He didn't really get caught for going off for about an hour; she has just assumed he was sitting in a tree being lazy again.

Her mother finally announced they were going and called Ashira out of the house. Ashira slowly walked out the door, taking one last look at the only home she knew and sighed, shutting the door for one last time, firmly grasping something hanging from her neck....

Hiei growled and glared at the remaining comrades that he happened not to kill when Ashira had stayed. His katana and the clothes on his back were really all he cared about and that's just about all he took as well. The one thing that stood out from his usual black attire was a small bracelet on his right hand. It was a simple one made of brightly colored yarn. Ashira had called it a friendship bracelet as Hiei recalled. She had one on her own wrist as well and had told Hiei that once they wore away and broke off their wrists they could make a wish and it would come true. He hardly believed it, but seeing as it was a gift from Ashira, he didn't dare take it off. He was already walking through the forest toward her house at a casual pace, not wanting to arrive there looking flustered at all. He closed his eyes and smiled softly, thinking of seeing her so soon again....

The letter that Ashira had written to Hiei, telling him that she was moving, soon arrived at the desk of the gruff leader of the bandits. He looked it over and ripped it open with a knife. Reading it, he smirked, "Hiei won't be getting this; we don't associate with him anymore. Ah well, at least I know I won't be getting paid anymore..." he sighed, "Oh well, my men were gettin' lazy anyway..."

That letter would never be seen by Hiei....

Hiei made his way up to Ashira's window as the sky turned dark and rain started to fall. He looked into her dark room and was a bit confused. Either his eyes weren't yet focused to the darkness of her room yet or nothing was in there. He opened the window slowly and stepped in cautiously. The room was bare and the house seemed eerily quiet. Hiei's subconscious screamed the obvious to him, but he refused to believe it as he flitted around the house, searching almost frantically. The whole house was empty... He bit his lip and slumped to the floor of the deserted home. She was gone.....

Me: This chapter was hard to write.. it was kinda sad too...

Hiei: How many chapters left?

Me: Probably one.

Hiei: I get to be all suicidal don't I...

Me: Well yeah... but you're still homicidal if that's what you're worried about..

Hiei: Good. ::smirks::

Me: Well I'm gonna be needing at least 12 reviews more before I give you the last chapter so please review, 'Meetings of a siren and a thief'

Hiei: Just review it and make her happy....

Me: C'mon Hiei, let's go play playstation.

Hiei and Me: ::walk off::