I know I haven't updated in ages… but I finally found a way to take the plot somewhere. I am so sorry and I will try and update as much as I can. I am ending N:ICFYT and I will focus my energy on this little fic… I still find it funny that the acronym for this fic is MOTH… okay! Focus! Focus! Oh! I just saw Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story. There's some funny shit going on in that movie… umm…
C-Kun: (hits her with a paper fan) WORK! WORK DAMN YOU!
Nee… okay…
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Magic of the HeartChapter 15: I Don't Need Them Anymore
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"…I… I almost lost his pulse… his heart literally stopped of a minute there…." Dumbledore said darkly.
Hiei breathed. He wasn't dead… he wasn't dead…
Yet.
"We… we need to find a cure or something!" Harry yelled. "Please! Please, Dumbledore, maybe if we…"
Hiei bit his tongue and walked up to Dumbledore. He unraveled his armband.
"BASTARD!" he howled, then suddenly, the whole room become hot.
Hi-Chan looked around. "Yes! That's it!"
"Ah-ha!" Kuro-Chan smirked.
Hi-Chan kneeled down. "Stay down… it's gonna get hot in here. [1]"
Kuro-Chan kneeled like she did.
Hiei stared at the fierce form that came from Kurama's aura. It swirled and swooned, soon forming to a huge dragon. He stared down at Hiei, his eyes red and the kanji on his forehead glowing with it. It rocked with its breaths and entirely separated from Kurama, becoming a solid figure.
"Eat dragon wave, jackass!" Hiei yelled, summoning the black dragon.
"Oh my God!" Harry gasped.
Ron did what he could, cling to Harry. (A/N: Ooooh… the slash…)
Dumbledore watched, amazed by the skill. It had to have been last second thoughts, because surely it was a last hope, and it was working.
'And so… Luck turns toward the Forbidden Child for once…' he smiled gently.
Hiei's hand glowed, a huge black dragon coming from the infamous tattoo, and eventually unscrambling from Hiei's arm. It let out a merciless scream and its yellow eyes glowed and squinted at its enemy.
RWARROOORRRR! It screamed.
Everyone realized that they had to cover their heads. It was going to get much hotter. "AHHH!"
The dragons began to fade away, the dragon that had once been nearly the death of Kurama now dieing itself. Hiei smirked as he slowly felt a slight energy drain, obviously the disadvantage of his plan.
The black dragon pulled back; allowing the other dragon to fall, face forward, and slowly fading. This was quite painful to Hiei as well, realizing that the black dragon gobbled up the other dragon, turned toward its master and wrapped into his arm again, now with a red outline surrounding it and a fiery aura. He let out a hiss. He had just gotten two dragons for the price of one.
"Hiei!" Harry cheered, Ron as lost as a puppy, "You did it! You defeated the dragon in less than two pages! That's nothing compared to the novels I'm it!"
"Welcome to Anime…" he smirked as he blacked out.
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Hi-Chan sat at a wooden chair, watching the hero and the saved for today. She had a thick textbook, her nose deep in it.
"Ah ha! Black Dragon Wave! Whoa… he risked his life… okay! He's just gotta rest a little more!" she grinned in spite of herself. "Yep! That's it!"
She watched the two beds carefully. "Yeah… this is good… it's fine…"
She looked at the clock. "Ah… I got class…"
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Hiei opened a sliver of his eyes. "Ah… well… that was different…" he yawned. He looked at the other bed. "Kurama?"
Kurama did not move.
Hiei feared that the spell, or whatever, was still upon him. "Kurama! Get the hell up!"
He sighed. "It's useless…"
"He's only tired…" Hermione came into the room. "Dumbledore said that you really saved him, Hiei… I am shocked…"
Hiei turned on his back. "Of course I saved him. What kind of bastard wouldn't save his friend?"
"One that would think out his plan… you didn't at all… and just jumped…" she smirked. "Harry and Ron are busy making up work. You guys got an excuse. We got extra points for the house! That's always good, right?"
"Whatever…" Hiei snarled.
Hermione looked at Kurama's form. "He's going to be so happy that you did this, Hiei…"
"Doesn't matter to me…" Hiei sighed. "I mean, what was I suppose to do? Let him die."
"No… not at all… and don't convict people for not helping… while you came in head-on… everyone else was still thinking… you, sir, are a fool or just a good person…"
"…Fool…" Hiei mumbled, rolling to his side.
"See you later, Hiei," Hermione smirked.
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Ron took a big bite out of his chicken leg. "What excitement today… you should've been there, Hermione! The dragons!"
Harry nodded calmly. "It was shocking… but we shouldn't have been there. We were, for the most part, in the way."
"Hiei had it covered!" Ron laughed.
"Hiei didn't have a plan… he's stronger than us… he's stronger than a lot of people… we an never go do something like that…"
"I hope they don't go after either of them for awhile… Hiei looked so drained after that dragon…"
"What do you expect?" Ron said, food coming from his mouth.
Hermione winced. "Uh…"
"Well! This has sure been an exciting year!" Harry smiled brightly, "We've never gone through dragons only a week into the year!"
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Autumn came and the leaves changed color from shock, starting their beautiful reds, oranges, and yellow. They put up a good fight up on their perches, but soon lost and fell.
Kurama watched them fall, his breath suddenly able to be seen escaping from his lips. He winced, rubbing the back of his neck. He outlined the scar square on the back of his neck. No one could really see it… not even Hiei knew of it, only Dumbledore. It stung at times, Dumbledore saying it's the mark of a dragon taking over Kurama's body for a time. It's the kanji for fire, supposedly. At the same time, Kurama liked it. Fire. Like Hiei. He felt connected to Hiei more than ever now, his element on the back of his neck. But at the same time, it was not good at all.
"I know all of you and Hiei. I don't know if you feel like you lost some of your privacy, but it was necessary from Koenma," Dumbledore said.
"Oh… I don't care anymore that much…" Kurama whispered, rubbing the back of his neck. He just woke up; Hiei had left to stay at the dorm and resume class.
Dumbledore watched Kurama carefully as he rubbed his neck. His glasses were tinted his eyes were not visible.
"Ahh… Dumbledore, I feel like I have a scar on my neck… did I get attacked when I was gone?" Kurama asked.
"Yes and no. While your body was host, you were physically drained of your abilities, but I think your realized that."
"Yeah… I did…" Kurama looked at his hands. "I feel like I would never be able to stand up to walk to class if I tried…"
"You will be bedridden for a month," Dumbledore quipped quickly. "I know that off hand."
"Great…" Kurama whispered.
"It's okay. You will recover. While the dragon cursed you, it was a blessing in diquise. When you recover, you can never be attacked by one of those dragons ever again. The fire dragon marked you, the fire dragon's victim you will forever. But no more dragons will victimize you. I am a little concerned about you being a plant user and having been marked by a fire dragon… but then again…you falling for a dragon wielder such as him I guess it's a first for everything. I fear that your attacks will never fully recover. And that scar you have will be with you the rest of your human life, Kurama. I wish you luck. I really do. And if I ever find a cure… I will try and give it to you, should my reckoning be correct. But be thankful you are alive."
Kurama snorted. "If I can not be at the condition I was before, what's the point? If I can't defend myself, how can I defend my friends?"
"Hey, couldn't help hearing your spread of angst…" Ron came in, his uniform tightly wrapped around him, proving the cold of the day. "…Is that what's been bugging you? The fact that the dragon left you less powerful?"
"…what?"
"We all noticed you a bit peeved… I know why now… you're afraid to go up against anyone now, because you are not as strong as you used to be because of the scar…"
"You know about my scar?!" Kurama yelled.
"Of course!" Ron smiled brightly, "We had to find out what was wrong with you! You're our friend!"
Friend… Kurama thought. "Thanks, Ron. I needed that. Oh, when you meant 'we'… who do you mean…"
"Well, Harry, Hermione, and Hiei, of course!" Ron smirked.
"Oh…" Kurama allowed himself to smile a little. "Thanks…"
"We are all worried about you… you seem so scared and jumpy ever since the whole thing… don't worry, Kurama!"
Kurama smiled fully, obviously being fake, but Ron could never see through that. "Thank you!"
Ron stared at the trees. "Aren't they pretty? All colorful and all…"
"And yet, when their time passes, they become ugly and brown," Kurama said darkly. "Dark brown. Old, and wrinkling. Brittle. Fragile. And dead."
"Whoa, calm down, Kurama," Ron said, trying to get Kurama out of this emo-like behavior.
"You don't get it, Ron. I have been doing fine in class because my mind is still in tact. I can still help Hiei when he needs me. I can help you guys study. I can have a conversation with Hermione. I can do a lot. But whenever I do something like defense against the dark arts or something, I freak. I can't block as fast. I can't run as gracefully. I feel almost mortal, entirely. I hate it. I don't want to be the one standing there, watching your guys die when a bunch of dragons attack you. They will never attack me, but I don't know if I could take it."
"Stop trying to get pity," Ron snapped. "There's not need to snap out of it. You got to build up your skills and things. That scarred you and now you must recover. That's the next step. That's what I always do, and I am better than ever because I got over my problems."
Kurama turned his head, glaring.
"Come on…" Ron said, "…it's almost Halloween. You know our trip to Hogsmede coming up and stuff… so get over it… we're going to have fun and stuff… cool it."
Kurama nodded slowly. "Fine."
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"Halloween?" Hiei asked.
"Halloween…" Harry said, pointing to the outside. "You know… umm…"
"I don't know of some stupid holiday like that…" Hiei snapped.
"It figures…" Harry sighed.
"Japan had a different holiday," Hermione took out a book. "You know of Obon Week?"
"Oh… yeah… Kurama explained that a little…"
"That's 'round those lines…" Hermione said, all bookish.
"Whatever… I don't care…" Hiei snapped.
He stared at the walls.
"It's must hurt not being able to celebrate anything like you have…" Hermione said, trying to get his attention. "To be abandoned after birth to fend for yourself? Then having to have a stranger explain to you how to live? And you simply just can't open up to it… can you?"
Hiei snorted. "It's different to not want to. I really don't care. I really don't care what happens to anyone."
"What about Kurama? You know what Dumbledore said. He is weakened because it was the fire dragon. But now he is under your control, that dragon. We have not faced any since then. And you don't care? I know you worry about Kurama, as does Kurama to you. And if you just listen, you guys can make it."
Harry listened quietly.
"Hiei… I have read up on your curse… if you finally admit your feelings, you won't be sickly, ever, and you can protect Kurama, should he be in distress in the drained state. Hiei…"
Hiei kicked her, shifting position.
Hermione grabbed her side. "Oh? So that's how your feel? That's how you feel about everything? Well, Hiei, I won't give up. Harry, Ron, Kurama… none of us will… we don't want you to be in pain, Hiei… none of us…"
"That's what you think, bitch?! That's what you think?!" Hiei yelled, swiping his hand across her cheek.
She groaned and fell back somewhat. "You don't mean it…" she mumbled. "You don't mean it…"
"Look, bitch, you stay out of my problems and I won't hurt you!" Hiei exclaimed, "I don't hurt Kurama only because I respect him, I don't respect you, asshole, at all, so hurting you, spiting at you, won't make any difference! Get the hell away and I won't kill you!"
Hermione sniffed. "You wouldn't hurt me, Hiei…. You wouldn't… I know you wouldn't…. you are good… deep down… you are a good person, Hiei…"
She stared at him, tears staining her face. "Stop being a bastard and listen to me, Hiei!"
She felt her hand become tense. "I shouldn't get into your life like this. I really shouldn't. I really shouldn't. I have no right to. But because Kurama can't look out for you because he had to nurse himself, I will do his role for you! I know he is your voice of reason, and because you can't take care of yourself, I will have to for you!"
She let out a gasp and more tears. "Hiei! I wanted Kurama, but until I saw his devotion toward you, I knew I could never have him! So I might as well do something fore him, for thinking such greedy thoughts! And Hiei just let me help you! I just want you to be happy, Hiei! We all do!"
Hiei stood up, at her height. His eyes hid in his bangs. "Stop sniffling and acting like a baby… there's no reason to cry… it's pathetic…"
He stared at her. "Kurama… he is a part of me you will never replace… you can try… but you never will be able to…"
"Can I try?" she asked.
"Fine… be my guest…" he sighed.
Hermione hugged him. "Thank you…"
Harry watched. He, too, lost his parents and their care, brought into an abusive home. But he at least had memories. To have none, and not have a figure to look up to… that'd be horrible… he knew Hiei was older…and to recover from the trauma would be harder to him than Harry… but Hermione was smart and one to something. Maybe the end of this, they would learn something.
Something… more valuable than a house cup, or a won quiddich match, but more of learning to open up, and some other mushy crap.
"Okay… Hermione… get off of me…" Hiei snapped.
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[1]= That's from Fire Academy training -' Stay low, the heat is less intense, the heat rises… but I guess that's obvious…
I personally love this chapter. I think the plot finally got dept and things. I thank everyone that waited so long! I will try and update more often and the K1/2 fans will be satisfied with a sequel as well! I feel so privileged as a writer to have people read my work.. .please review and I will love you all forever (what… I need to find some kind of gimmick XD)