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His heavy footsteps echoed loudly against the deafening silence of the dark night as he sprinted across the empty field, his heart pounding rapidly, filling his ears with its haunting rhythm. He had been running for so long that he wanted nothing more than to stop and rest for a few seconds at the least, but he knew he couldn't even waste a minute for himself. He had to keep moving, as fast as his tired legs could take...
For her.
She needed him, now more than anything.
A bright flash of lightning streaked the sky, a little ways in the distance. But nothing could of scared him at this point. The wind roared past his frail figure, ruffling his dark raven-colored hair in its current.
He lurched forward momentarily, having stumbled on a loose twig sticking up sharply from the dirt ground, but he couldn't stop now. The small hut was rising up in front of him....it was so close to his grasp...
He skidded to a rough stop right in front of the wooden structure, breathing heavily. He was here. It had seemed to take an eternity to reach this tiny shack that would of seemed so insignificant in any other situation. But in this particular one, it was all that mattered...it was everything.
Using no more time to stand outside and think to himself, the male lifted up the cloth blanket that was used for a make-shift door, and entered a dimly-lit area, the only warmth coming from the few lit candles that were situated in various places around the hut. He glanced around blankly, wondering for a fleeting moment if he had arrived at the correct place.
A low moan of pain answered that question right away, alerting his attention towards the back of the shack, where he could barely make out a handful of dark figures, huddled in the corner where the light of the candles couldn't reach.
His deep emerald eyes glowing with worry, he quickly circled around all of the rickety tables and chairs to the only activity occurring.
Two dark-skinned human-looking beings were hunched over another figure, both wearing concerned expressions as they spooned a thick black substance into a wooden spoon and lowered it down to another person, who was laying on a few woolen blankets and crying out in agony every few minutes.
One of the pair glanced up disinterestedly, and immediately noticed the male's presence as he stared at the woman in the bed, wearing a solemn expression.
"Uh, excuse me, young human, but Zink specifically said that this was a private job. No visitors allowed." He said sternly, his eyes gesturing to the opening.
The dark-haired boy didn't acknowledge one word that they had said, instead dropping numbly to his knees, not being able to remove his eyes from the frail female, who was choking violently as the other figure forced the spoon into her mouth.
"Did you listen to a word I said, human?!?! Do I need to use force to make my point clear?!?" The first being rose from the ground, its glowing sapphire eyes laced with anger. "Leave!" She pointed her finger to the piece of brown cloth over the opening, which was slightly swaying in the brisk wind.
The sickly girl's head suddenly fell over sideways, her fiery hair draped over her face messily. Her closed eyes slowly opened to thin slits that barely showed dark brown eyes. The loud voices were hurting her ears...
Her cloudy pupils drifted around the room, until they came to land on the male, who was saying something quietly to one of the helpers Zink had hired. Her large chocolate-colored eyes widened considerably at the sight of him.
"A-Aiku..." She whispered, her voice hoarse with pain. The three tall figures turned their heads to look upon her, the two demons wearing surprised expressions, while the male smiled warmly as he dropped to his knees once again and grabbed her limp hand in his own.
"It's okay, Bronwyn, I'm here for you...." He reassured her quietly, running his other hand over her hot face gently.
"I-I don't think I c-can fight this anymore, Aiku....Maybe I should just....l-let go...." Her body was shaking so violently, it was making it difficult for her to speak.
"No. Don't say that. You can fight this. I know you can." He directed her firmly, grasping her hand tighter in his own.
"I...c-can't..."
"YOU CAN."
She let a low moan slip past her lips, and raised her other hand weakly, placing it over Aiku's hand, which was grasping her right hand already.
"Your hand i-is so s-soft..." She whispered, letting her fingers play across his pale skin. He smiled slightly.
"Um, young human, there is a chance that she's not going to live..." One of the two demon helpers said cautiously, feeling like it was her duty to correct him. He glanced over in their direction, his smile having vanished.
"And why is that?" His voice was low and agitated-sounding.
"Well, if no one's told you yet, she contracted the Ginku, which is half of the time fatal." The other demon helper, a male, shook his head softly as he let cold water from a small pail fall onto a small piece of red cloth. "Must of got it from one of her victim's blood." He added quietly.
The raven-haired male's gaze drifted between the two helplessly, and then returned to the crimson-haired girl.
"She can fight it. I know she can." He whispered angrily, pulling a small silver blade from his pocket abruptly.
Both demons backed a few feet away worriedly, obviously thinking he was going to attack them in a fury of anger. This wasn't his goal, though.
Bronwyn's eyes widened even further as she caught sight of the shimmering knife as he let it hover over her body. "W-What are you g-going to do w-with that?" She stuttered, not removing her gaze.
Aiku didn't answer her question, instead uncurling her tightly clenched hand that he had been holding a few moments ago, and slicing the shiny blade over her skin in one quick, fluid motion.
"Why d-did you d-do that??" She said, raising her hand up close to her face. Blood was dripping down slowly from the inflicted wound, running slowly over the rest of her hand.
Still not saying one word in answer to her questions, he instead took the knife and repeated the motion, though now over his own hand.
"Your blood..." He whispered, glancing down at her scarred hand, which was covered in the crimson shade.
"My blood..." He flitted his gaze over to his own hand, where blood was beginning to seep out of the opening in his cut.
He suddenly reached forward and with his injured hand, laced his fingers around her hand, which caused both scars to push up against one another. Bronwyn winced at the twinges of pain running through her body, but other than that, she only felt confused with his strange behavior. His eyelids shut tight, he seemed to be in deep concentration over whatever he was doing as he put even more force on her cut.
"It's our blood now." He finally whispered after a moment. "Take some of my strength."
"But the disease.." She lifted her head up slightly, the worried emotion evident in her eyes, "What if you..."
"It doesn't matter." He finally smiled after wearing a still expression. "I just want you to get better ,okay?"
She just stared at him for a moment, and then nodded slightly, letting her head sink back into the small pillow below.
"I love you." Was her goodbye as he stood up again and vacated...
****
"Oh, Bronwyn, your hair will look so beautiful, all of the boys in town will be fighting for your attention." Shiori chirped, running the brush gently through Bronwyn's long fiery-red hair, untangling all of the knots and rough areas that she ran across. The two females were comfortably situated on a large, cushiony bed, covered with dark mauve colored blankets, which was located in Shiori's bedroom.
"Mm-hm..." Bronwyn muttered quietly, her mind seeming to be elsewhere as she let her feet dangle over the edge of the sheets and skim against the fluffy carpet.
"That is, unless you already have a boyfriend...and why wouldn't you, you're already a lovely young woman..." Shiori continued on gently, her job of brushing the tresses completed. She was now separating the thick strands of hair into sections suitable for braiding.
"Mm-hm."
The middle-aged woman stared blankly at the back of Bronwyn's head, wondering if the young girl was actually listening to her, and quickly decided to give her the test that she gave Shuichi ever so often...
"But of course, you might not have a boyfriend, since all of the boys in our town are actually radioactive dogs that just look like people." She said calmly, awaiting Bronwyn's reaction to this eagerly.
"Mm-hm."
"Dear, is something troubling you?" Shiori paused for a moment, waiting for a reply, but when she didn't receive one, she instead tapped Bronwyn on the shoulder firmly.
"Uh, wha...?" Bronwyn pulled her body up from its slump, snapping out of her strange daze. "Oh...beautiful hair, yeah....boyfriend, yes....radioactive dogs.....wait a second, radioactive dogs?!?!?!?" She glanced over her shoulder at Shiori quizzically, who uttered a low chuckle, shaking her head softly.
"No, dear, that last one was just a decoy." She laughed quietly, still working on the girl's auburn tresses carefully as she spoke. "You seem very disconnected....is something troubling you, Bronwyn?"
Even though she would like nothing more than to get her worries and recurring memories out in the open, Bronwyn chose to avoid having to explain everything throughly and instead, shook her head roughly. "No. I'm...just tired, that's all."
"Well, alright then..." Shiori focused on the tight braids she was creating for a moment, before returning her attention to their conversation.
"So you said you have a boyfriend...."
".....yes....."
Silence.
"So I guess you're not wanting to tell me anything about this young man, huh?" Shiori said innocently, very curious with what went on before she arrived home.
Bronwyn smirked broadly, knowing that Hiei and 'young man' didn't go too well together, but it was pretty funny to think about.
"What do you want to know?" She asked airily, hoping for easy questions that didn't require knowing where he lived or anything like that....
"Well, what's his name?"
"Hiei." She responded simply.
Shiori smiled warmly, securing the first braid she had created tightly with a hair scrunchie. "That's a very unique name....is he foreign?"
Bronwyn was about let a loud laugh exit her mouth, but managed to control herself enough to say shakily, "No, he's from here."
There was a small lull in the conversation for a moment, as Bronwyn rocked her feet back and forth playfully.
"Is he older than you?" Shiori's next question seemed a little spontaneous, but it was awaiting an answer just the same.
Yeah, by a few centuries, but who's counting?? "No, he's my age." She whispered, trying to contain the laughter that was pining to escape.
"Well, that's good, girls should never date boys who are older than them." Shiori instructed firmly, finishing off the last of the tight-knitted braids. "There! It's finished!" She rose from the bed abruptly and motioned for the young girl to leave her seat as well, which she did, in a nervous state.
"Come over to the mirror." She gestured her head towards the far end of the bedroom, where a full-length mirror was situated. Tentatively, the red-head trudged over to the area, and peeked at her reflection curiously.
She nearly had a heart attack when she first caught sight of who was staring back at her. It was a school girl...no, a five year old who loved wearing prissy dresses and buying anything pink..but whoever it was, it was definitely not her. She looked so...so....girly!!
I have to take these evil braids out....Her mind was reeling horribly as she began to lift her hand up to her head.
"Do you like it, dear?" Shiori's warm voice suddenly caused Bronwyn to realize that the woman was still watching her with interest. Dropping her hand immediately, she glanced over to the side of her, and plastered on a fake smile. She couldn't insult the hairstyle to Shiori, she would feel awful for the rest of her life...
"I...I think it's beautiful." She lied, trying to look pleased as she stroked one of the braids roughly, wanting nothing more than to pull the hair scrunchie off and undo it immediately.
"Good." Shiori then moved over to her oak dresser and tore a piece of notebook paper from a journal, all the while still talking to Bronwyn, "Dear, would you mind doing a favor for me?" She asked calmly, grabbing a pen that was sitting nearby and scribbling something down in bright, blue letters.
"No, what is it?" Bronwyn dropped back down on the bed, still wearing a disgruntled expression. She made a mental note to unravel the braids the minute she was far enough away from the house. Then, later, she could just tell Shiori that...the wind blew them out...no, that was a stupid excuse....
"I'm planning on cooking something special for our dinner tomorrow, but I don't have any potatoes. Do you think you could go get me some?" Shiori was now rummaging through her brown leather purse as she spoke, and pulling out small amounts of money, laying them down with the little piece of paper.
"Sure." There was nothing else Bronwyn had to do that particular day.
"Here..." Shiori held out the money and folded piece of paper to her, "Just go down to the grocery store at the corner. I explain exactly what I'm wanting on this sheet of paper, and this is all the money you'll need, alright, then?"
"Okay." the crimson-haired girl said brightly, taking the two items in her own hands.
*****
Okay, this says here that she wants six potatoes....
Bronwyn's eyes skimmed over the words intently as she trudged down the sidewalk. She was still feeling a little perturbed about her newfound hairstyle, but she had decided to ignore it and pretend it didn't even exist, since she really didn't want to hurt Shiori's feelings in any way.
The girl was so intent on reading the note that she didn't even notice the small black shadow flitting from tree to tree across the street, following her at a close pace.
Where is the hell is the grocery store, anyway???
In all of the emotions caused by her braids, Bronwyn had forgotten to ask where the grocery store was located. It didn't matter. It had to be located somewhere in town, right?
Right. Tucking the note down into her pocket, she reached up and brushed one huge braid that kept hanging right beside her face away. It feels like I'm swatting insects...
Her thoughts centering on the annoying braids suddenly ceased, however, when a strange sensation washed over her body abruptly, causing her to shiver involuntary.
"Hey Hiei." She smirked, stopping her pace on the sidewalk, though not turning around in the least bit. And sure enough, there was the raven-haired fire demon, wearing a slightly surprised expression as he stared down the sidewalk.
"How did you know I was behind you?"
"You try to surprise me so often that soon enough, it's not a surprise anymore." She turned around for the first time to face him, and watched as he nearly fell over at the sight. With her back to him, he hadn't been able to see her new hairstyle, but now, it was quite easy to spot.
"What?" She asked, crossing her arms angrily.
"Your hair...."
"What's the matter with it?"
"Nothing."
"That expression on your face is saying something completely different!!!" She glanced around roughly, and then brought her head back to face him. "Do you see anyone around here?"
Confused, Hiei glanced around. "There are no other ningens." He stated, wondering what she could mean.
"Exactly. SO IF I KILL YOU RIGHT HERE, THERE ARE NO WITNESSES!!!" She growled, shooting a death-glare at the demon, who just smirked.
"Your hair is just in those idiotic-looking designs that all the other ningen females wear." He said, beginning to walk across the street. "Take it out, it makes you look as stupid as they are." With that said, he was gone, disappearing back into the trees, leaving Bronwyn staring at the spot where he was last visible.
Well, he won't be winning any awards for the nicest boyfriend anytime soon...She grumbled mentally, continuing on her journey to the grocery store...
***
Well, that wasn't hard in the least bit...
The little silver bell jingled noisily as Bronwyn pushed open the glass door and stepped out of the grocery store, a heavy-looking plastic bag grasped tightly in her hand. It hadn't taken her too much time to stumble upon the store itself, and even less time to place six potatoes in one of those convenient little plastic bags they provided, and then give the money to the cashier and be on your merry way. Just like that.
Now swinging the bag back and forth playfully, Bronwyn decided to head back to the house now, to deliver Shiori's supplies. Beginning to head towards the edge of town, she spotted something peculiar at the edge of all the activity.
The small pit of land that had been covered head-to-toe with yellow banners that said 'construction: do not enter' was now occupying a small, interesting-looking building, with bright-colored banners that said in huge letters 'GRAND OPENING'.
Now interested, Bronwyn sped up her pace until she came upon the structure. It was called 'The Yuhi Café' and was a soft cream-color, with large glass windows surrounding it, allowing you to look inside and gaze upon people sitting at nice tables, eating happily. There was even an outside area used for eating, with dark green garden chairs and tables.
Cool....Even though it was an interesting-looking place, Bronwyn didn't find any reason to stick around any longer, so she turned to leave...
Abruptly, she whirled her head back around. Something had caught her eye the last split-second the café had been in view...a flash of bright blue....
Her dark brown eyes wondered the area until they landed on the clear beacon again. It was somebody's hair, put up in a high ponytail. They were seated at one of the outside tables, and were sipping on a cup filled with liquid.
There's only one person I know with that color hair...Sure enough, when the person cocked their head sideways, Bronwyn caught a glimpse of amethyst-colored eyes underneath blue bangs.
Botan! Taking a step forward, Bronwyn raised her arm to wave at her friend when she was sure that the girl's attention was faced towards her, and had almost succeeded, when she halted dead in her tracks, her arm falling down limply to her side.
Botan wasn't sitting there alone.
Aiku was sitting across from her at the table, also drinking something, and laughing quietly at something one of them had said.
Okay...what the hell is she doing here with him?!?!?!?!?! Completely forgetting about getting back to the house and giving Shiori her potatoes, Bronwyn non-conspicuously inched a few steps closer, hoping to hear a snippet of their conversation. But she was rudely cut off by a young man who appeared to be a waiter standing in front of her.
"I'm sorry, miss, but you can't enter this area of the café unless you're buying something." He said politely, gesturing towards the exit meaningfully.
Not knowing what to do, Bronwyn glanced over to the table where the pair were sitting, and then over to the exit helplessly. I probably have enough money for a glass of water.... She really wanted to know why Botan and Aiku were here TOGETHER.
"Uh...yes, I'd like a table, if you don't mind. Out here." She motioned to the few empty tables located in the sun.
"Very well. Just pick a table and I'll be with you in a moment." With that said, he was off to do other things that were important at that moment, while Bronwyn was left standing there on the edge of the tables.
What she didn't want was for Botan and Aiku to notice her, so as quietly as humanly possible, she walked over to the table situated right beside theirs and sat down, all the while trying to hide her face with the sack of potatoes she was still carrying. When she was comfortably situated, she glanced over worriedly in their direction, and let out a heavy sigh of relief to see that they hadn't noticed her at all, absorbed in a conversation they were having.
God, these potatoes are heavy....Knowing that her arm wasn't going to hold on much longer, she looked around worriedly, and spotted a good-sized menu on the side of the table. Grabbing it tightly in her free hand, she set the bag down on the floor beside her and raised the menu up to her face, trying to pretend like she was intently searching for a certain type of coffee.
Meanwhile, her mind was spinning as she glanced timidly over the top of the menu to the two, who were drinking what looked to be coffee, and having a pleasant conversation. I know that Botan liked Aiku, but I didn't think it would ever go this far....they're actually...on a date....
WAIT A SECOND, why do I care if they're on a date??? Hell, more power to them! It's not like I'm still interested in Aiku or anything...I shouldn't even be here....
"Miss?"
She glanced up hurriedly only to stare into the eyes of the waiter, who was standing patiently besides her table. "What can I-"
"SSHHHHH!!!!" Bronwyn pushed a single finger to her mouth, her eyes flitting over to Botan and Aiku's table. "Come...down....here..."
Though quite confused, the male brought his head down so it was only an inch or so away.
"Now, I just want a glass of water...." She whispered firmly.
Now wearing a bewildered expression, he only nodded slightly, and then brought his head back up straight, and began to walk away, shaking his head and mumbling under his breath.
With him gone, Bronwyn redirected her attention to the two dining teenagers across the way, who still seemed too interested in their own little world to notice that she was sitting only mere feet away.
They seem really happy...
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, and her gaze momentarily drifted over to Aiku, but then flew back to the table's surface.
I'm NOT jealous...that's just gross.....
Her foot accidentally brushed against the bag of potatoes, causing her to jump. Everything was making her uptight...
If they catch me, I'll ruin their date...I have to go....
Her mind made up to leave that exact second, she rose up and lifted the potatoes up to her seat. She was going to have to use it to hide her face again. Ready to try and make a break for the exit, she rose and took a shaky step forward...
"Miss, here's your wa-MISS, LOOK OUT!!"
"Huh?" That was the only thing Bronwyn was able to say as she glanced wildly in the direction of the waiter, before filling her foot ram into the side of the his shoe, causing her to lose her balance. The bag of potatoes was thrown upwards as she fell to the concrete ground, scraping her knee hard.
"Miss, the water!!!"
She glanced up only to close her eyes once more when a huge amount of water hit her straight in the face.
Wiping droplets of liquid off her face, she only had a few moments to glare at the waiter, who had let the glass drop accidentally, before getting hit with a potato straight in the face, followed by five other potatoes, which hit her in various places. The bag drifted down and came to rest on her stomach.
"Bronwyn?!?!?! What are you doing here...?"
Groaning (And throwing a potato off her chest), she slowly craned her neck around so she could see Botan and Aiku, both staring wide-eyed at her.
Bringing herself up to a sitting position, she smiled weakly, and did the only thing she could think of at that moment...
"Uh, selling potatoes...want some..?"
****
November 2
Okay, that was the single most humiliating moment of my entire life.
I can't believe that I just waltzed right in there and ruined their good time! What the hell was I thinking??? Why couldn't I just of brought Shiori's stupid potatoes back to her and walked right by that stupid store?? WHY??
I'm such an idiot. I was the one who wanted Botan and Aiku to get together in the first place, so why was I wanting to stay and spy on them?
I'm not jealous, that's for sure.
***
Bronwyn took a short break from her writing to chew thoughtfully on the end of her pen, staring at the dark scribbled words scrawled all over the page. She couldn't be jealous, it wasn't possible. Aiku was a little insignificant worm who didn't matter anymore...
***
I'M NOT.
*Bronwyn*
***
Closing the leather-bound book slowly, she gently laid it on the bedside table and then turned the lamp's switch to 'off', causing the room to abruptly grow pitch-black.
Staring up at the shadows dancing across the ceiling, Bronwyn sighed heavily. She just needed a good night's sleep, and she would feel a lot better....
***
It was all exactly the same as the first time.
Maybe that was what caused Bronwyn to gain a worried expression as she glanced around at the foliage, a pained glow evident in her eyes.
It was an exact replica of the scenery in her last dream of....of....
"Oh hell, no..." She spoke out loud, without even hardly realizing it.
She could tell.
She could feel it in the cool breeze that was drifting past.
It was about to happen once again.
And sure enough, as she slowly brought her head over to the side, she caught sight of the two figures once again. Just like last time...
Hiei, his crimson red eyes glittering with determination as he stared hard at the person standing across from him on the cool forest floor. His sword was grasped in his right hand, but he never brought it upward, never moved it whatsoever...
And then the mysterious stranger, whose face was still hidden from view to Bronwyn, as he raised his own sword, a glimmering blade, and aimed its point directly at Hiei's neck, before moving it down slowly, so it was level with his chest.
And the fire demon still didn't move one inch, the only thing in motion his eyes, which followed the sword's every movement.
"Why won't you freaken' do anything, Hiei?!?!?!" Bronwyn cried in vain, though she knew nothing she said could change what was going to occur next.
Slowly but steadily, the anonymous figure brought the long blade back and then...
Bronwyn brought her stare away back to the many trees to her other side, determined not to let her curiosity get the best of her and force her eyes to see what was going on.
The sickening thuds of the sword as they cut through flesh were so deafening that her hands flew to her ears, and she rocked her head roughly from side to side, trying to drown out everything. The sword-swipes, her own breathing, the beeping...
Wait a second, beeping???
Cautiously opening her eyes slowly, which she had shut in all the commotion, she allowed her gaze to drift around, searching for the source of the new sound....she hadn't heard it last time....so why was it suddenly echoing through her ears?
Hold it, it sounded like it was...emitting from....her body....
Looking down curiously, she was surprised to find a watch, of all things, secure around her pale wrist.
Since when did she own a watch?
With a closer inspection, she could see that it was digital, and in it's center, were the numbers- 2:00, which were flashing wildly, the beeping growing louder with each second that passed.
Fidgeting with the small buttons on its side, she finally succeeded in shutting the metal device off, which then caused the forest area to be silent, except for the sounds of metal against skin...
In the midst of the mystery of the watch, she had completely forgotten about what was occurring right to the side of her. The idea that what she would see if she let her eyes wander would upset her having left her mind momentarily, she looked back over cautiously....
Nearly uncontrollably, a low cry of horror slipped past her lips, her hands flying to her mouth.
So...much...blood...
So much flesh.
So much pain...
A women's screams filled her ears.
She was too shocked to notice that she was the one screaming...
***
"Bronwyn, wake up! BRONWYN!!!!"
The red-headed girl's eyes flitted open almost immediately, revealing her dark bedroom. Right above her was a dark figure, who she recognized after a few seconds as Shiori, who was clad in a mauve-colored robe, her dark hair tied back in a neat ponytail, her eyes wide with worry.
"What the hell are you screaming about?" This new voice caused her to glance over towards the door, where Aiku was standing lazily, rubbing his eyes and yawning heavily. "Oh, sorry, mam...." He muttered as Shiori looked over at him resentfully for his language.
"Yes, you've managed to wake the entire household...." Kurama's soft voice alerted her to right behind Shiori, where the fox was standing, also looking very tired himself.
"Oh, uh....uh...n-nothing...." She couldn't keep herself from stuttering. She had no idea she had been actually screaming in her sleep...
"Are you sure everything's alright? You're sweating like mad..." The middle-aged woman commented nervously. Brownyn raised a tentative hand to her forehead, and sure enough, her skin ran across the hot beads of liquid running down her forehead.
"Yeah, I'm fine...just a bad dream...." She said quietly.
"Oh, a nightmare, was it? Well, it'll be okay....all a nightmare is is a figment of our imagination..."
Bronwyn couldn't help but feel like a five-year old as she laid her head back down gently on her pillow as Shiori pulled the blanket over her figure. The other two boys left the room, and were closely followed by Shiori, who turned and smiled back at the girl before exiting..
"Just push those bad thoughts away, okay? There not real at all...." She said comfortingly, pulling the door shut.
"Yeah, it's....it's not real...not real at all...."
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Ooh^^, so interesting.....
I haven't had a teaser in a long time, but now I will!
*Botan asks Bronwyn if her seeing Aiku is alright....*
*Yusuke wins tickets to an amusement park, and the gang decides to go....but Hiei's going to need a little encouragement...Enter Aiku's paralyzation power....*
*Yukina comes as well....and when Botan unintentionally lets Hiei's secret slip to Bronwyn, the former assassin decides to play a joke on the fire demon....if you like seeing Hiei having a nervous spasm, you'll LOVE this!!*
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