SiC.
T_T
Yeah...that was a really crappy hint at K/B last chap. If you could call it K/B.
*Shaddap*
It's my first fic! And I suck at romance...can you really blame me?
Don't answer that.
I took it out...its NOT GOING TO BE K/B. sorry!
^__^; Genkai is now living with Yukina in Makai.
I have decided.
If she lived in Ningenkai-then she moved.
Why?
BECAUSE I MADE HER MOVE, THAT'S WHY.
Genkai: *slap* Speak respectfully of your elders!
Me: T_T *holds lumpy head* oww...Why the heck are you here? You don't appear until near the end of the fic!
Genkai: No baka!!! *shakes her head in dissaproval*
Me: *Chases after readers* NUUU! COME BACK!
~this chapter has a lot of Hiei in it. I made up an OC to go with it, too! Thou hast no needeth to becometh anxiouseth! Theyest shalsteth noteth go into anything seriousish-eth! *sidles away from Old English haters*
~I have reloaded the last chapter. Not that it makes much of difference.
*************
Disclaimer: unclaimed. Not mine. Disclaimed. Yoshihiro Togashi's. -_- You get the point.
Now, on with the lovely story for which I am quickly running out of ideas. (BUT I WILL NEVER DISONTINUE)
Just keep in mind:
I didn't watch anything of YYH other than the anime. I didn't even watch all of that, either!
I haven't watched any of the movies or read the entire manga series. So if I got something a little off...IT IS NOT MY FAULT. ^_~
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# Kuronue, Touya, Jin #
~She'd tossed the necklace to him, telling him that it would unleash his powers, but when taken away he would be rendered helpless to anyone with a significant trace of spirit energy. Only when she died or removed the spell would his normality be restored, his unusual weakness banished.
Of course, he had attempted an attack on her at that moment, only to gain pitiful results caused by a severely sprained ankle. By the time the jewelry was finally hung cautiously around his neck, the girl was out of sight.
Kuronue had yet to learn her true name, but had created one for his own amusement:
Dreadful Hag.~
A head of bright red hair tilted forward towards the smooth confinements of the wall, careful not to let his pointed features disturb its smoothness, lest it decide to stretch about. Not seeing anything with so much as a resemblance to the flaw he was seeking, he move to another section, ears twitching with contained excitement mixed with extreme boredom. Minutes seemed to pass by like years, and hours like centuries. The wind master could almost feel his horn turning yellow, his bushy hair growing snow- white.
There was no doubt that they'd been trapped for more than a day, but nothing had changed since he'd first swum out of unconscious fog. Abrasions had mended over the meager amount of time they'd had, but there seemed to be no need for food, water, excretion, or other normal requirements. He'd probably be stuck forever, doomed to spend an eternity hunting for a nonexistent crack with nobody but Touya and Kuronue.
One had almost no sense of humor.
The other was an outlaw and a thief.
Oh, joy.
The elf winced at the very thought, and his keen eyes immediately worked at searching much harder than before; darting about the surface hastily, but vigilantly.
A threadlike fissure caught his gaze, and he shouted a jubilant, Irish- accented rejoice.
"FOUND IT!"
(A/N: *finally*)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
# Some place #
An emaciated shadow of a person paced continuously about his chamber, pondering the circumstances of his situation. It rivaled the complicatedness of the complex stupidity of chess, the pointless game of strategy ningens played at for hours with no end.
Keila had been a weak, overzealous pawn, and had died with miraculously minuscule achievements. Providentially, he still had another mage. Hopefully Shinta and Rhai would prove themselves to be more dependable youkai, perhaps like a rook or a knight.
No matter. Only a few more demons required collection. The several mages he had in stock would be more than enough.
(Note: the author has no idea how to play chess, therefore has no clue as to whether the pieces named above were identified accurately.)
If not, they could also be substituted. They were not necessities; simply severely influenced servants of no worth.
The pallid demon's long, spidery fingers clenched into a loose fist, then uncurled. A bomb with a smoothly cut surface comparable to a gem materialized atop the tips of his fingers, and he absent-mindedly permitted it to detonate there, letting the resonating summons echo. When the flurries of ash cleared, two kimono-clad figures stood in his palm, dipping into identical elegant bows and voicing a chorused greeting.
"Konichiwa, Karasu-sama."
*$_$*
# Hiei #
The ice had taken on a roughly shaped version of the koorime, and mimicked every cautious move he made. It resembled him in stature, build, and other qualities, but it lacked one important, yet insignificant element. An element that truly made it the fabrication of a demon, by allowing it to blend efficiently with the black-frosted walls.
Color.
The matter that had constructed it had attained no color during its creation, and had none at the moment, either. The "clothing" gave the impression of being a crude, stiff garment, whereas the actual article was not. Hiei took chary note of this, recognizing one of his former ally's more complex attacks. He frowned a little at that.
Taisei rarely made images for the purpose of battling her foes-unless she was purposely toying with them or testing their skill. He'd also known her to put effort and lively shades into her creations, unlike the hasty, lackluster work positioned unyieldingly before him. Conversely, her better workings tended to be more efficient.
So, perhaps it was fortunate for him that that did not appear to be the situation he would have to deal with.
The apparition took a step forward; the statue mirrored the stride, and crouched in a defensive stance.
It was, however, still quite obviously an admirable, lethal, piece of work.
"Jaou Ensatsu KAANN!"
There was no point in trying to use his katana. It would be a waste of a rare alloy.
Hiei brandished a sword of crackling, black, green-streaked spirit energy, only to step back quickly to avoid a haphazardly swung blade that matched his own in alacrity, intensity, and substance. (A/N: can you tell I'm studying that junk in science? -_-;)
Grimacing wryly, he knocked aside his antagonist's flaring weapon, and stabbed it in the chest, unsurprised when no blood flowed out. To confirm its defeat, the blade was twisted, and then yanked unceremoniously out to the side. This move left the torso cut halfway through, and it swayed treacherously before toppling over.
The shorn top of the thing collapsed upon the ground, dissipating into a wispy fog. The glistening tendrils of ebony fog floated there, and then darted back and up a few feet to hover above the remnants, a peculiar intent obviously existing as its goal.
Abruptly, the mist solidified into ice, extending into a renewed upper body.
Much to his annoyance and infuriation, the being had again acquired the fire demon's countenance.
The thing wasn't even real, yet it managed to aggravate him; if only in a minor way.
It imitated his movements with perfect precision, but failed at taking an offensive position.
A large chunk of garnet next to the fire demon's head shattered as his attention wandered, spewing the wine-colored shards dangerously close to his eyes- maybe it could take the offensive, after all. He dodged the blazing sword wielded by his impassive opponent, and lunged forward, swiftly removing the thing's emotionless face and head from its rigid shoulders.
Soft laughter echoed chillingly about, scorn and innocent mirth lending it an eerie quality. A pale demon emerged from the shadows, obsidian hair swaying back.
"You should not let your concentration drift from a foe. Life is easily lost in that manner." Wintry eyes voiced a malevolence that discerned no redundant clarification. "...As yours shall soon be."
The apparition standing before her kicked at the fading portion of frozen Youki, and glared. "What in Hell's name are you talking about? I came here for answers, not a battle."
"You left."
Taisei's unforgiving sapphire orbs reflected immense betrayal. She turned away. "You left." As these words left her lips, she traced unmistakable symbols in the air, her breath clouding the atmosphere.
"Nakago! Amiboshi! Suboshi! Soi! Tomo! Ashitare! Miboshi!"
(A/N: Yes, I took that out of Fushigi Yuugi. Which I do not own.)
"SEIRYUU SEISHI!" the wolf demon whirled to stare angrily at her old friend once again, releasing a devastating attack as she did so. She snarled a final statement at him, baring sharp fangs. "Shi ne."
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Dramatically happy ending, neh?
Yes, I know that was crappily short.
~sama- a title of respect
Shi ne- die
Konichiwa- hello
Arigatou-thanks; thank you
Gomen (nasai) - sorry, forgive me, etc.
Jaou Ensatsu Kan- basically a sword of black fire that forms around the hand. Hiei almost never uses it, though. I only know about it because of Reikitantei (dot something)...Not even sure if it's really green. Their little picture was, but the description said black, so I kind of swirled it around. ^ ~
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'Wintry eyes voiced a malevolence that discerned no redundant clarification.'
Guess how long it took me to come up with that sentence. --;
More of Kurama, Yusuke, Botan, Kinzoku, and the Kuwabara siblings next time!
...Did you know that there's something called Kawakawa? O.O
Sooo. Tell me what you think! Should I edit my pitiful fight scene? Leave it? Change something else? Your wish is my command! Or in this case, your review. Maybe.
And yes, I know that the dude from Rurouni Kenshin was named Shinta. I don't have a large vocabulary for Japanese names, you know!
Reviews:
T_T why hast thou all forsaken meee?
Honestly, I don't blame you all for not reviewing. (ALTHOUGH I SHOULD!!! *gets whacked on the head again by Genkai* @.@) I reeeally need to work on my romance skills. This might even turn out to be just a friendship fic. I think I'm better at that. X_x
New reviewers:
Not going to bother with this anymore. I keep forgetting people, anyhow.
Things I don't think you should bother with anymore:
~Voting for couples...and basically everything else. -_-" It wasn't going anywhere, anyways.
=======
IT'S SNOWING. PRAISE THE LORD.
(Well...it snow *ed*, anyways.)
*Snowfall does not intend to offend any readers in any way if they do not fully agree with her, or if they are not part of the religion that believes in that person. *
Gomen!
^-^
Questions? Comments? Corrections?
Finish reading and review!
Sayonara!
T_T
Yeah...that was a really crappy hint at K/B last chap. If you could call it K/B.
*Shaddap*
It's my first fic! And I suck at romance...can you really blame me?
Don't answer that.
I took it out...its NOT GOING TO BE K/B. sorry!
^__^; Genkai is now living with Yukina in Makai.
I have decided.
If she lived in Ningenkai-then she moved.
Why?
BECAUSE I MADE HER MOVE, THAT'S WHY.
Genkai: *slap* Speak respectfully of your elders!
Me: T_T *holds lumpy head* oww...Why the heck are you here? You don't appear until near the end of the fic!
Genkai: No baka!!! *shakes her head in dissaproval*
Me: *Chases after readers* NUUU! COME BACK!
~this chapter has a lot of Hiei in it. I made up an OC to go with it, too! Thou hast no needeth to becometh anxiouseth! Theyest shalsteth noteth go into anything seriousish-eth! *sidles away from Old English haters*
~I have reloaded the last chapter. Not that it makes much of difference.
*************
Disclaimer: unclaimed. Not mine. Disclaimed. Yoshihiro Togashi's. -_- You get the point.
Now, on with the lovely story for which I am quickly running out of ideas. (BUT I WILL NEVER DISONTINUE)
Just keep in mind:
I didn't watch anything of YYH other than the anime. I didn't even watch all of that, either!
I haven't watched any of the movies or read the entire manga series. So if I got something a little off...IT IS NOT MY FAULT. ^_~
~~~~~~~~~~~
# Kuronue, Touya, Jin #
~She'd tossed the necklace to him, telling him that it would unleash his powers, but when taken away he would be rendered helpless to anyone with a significant trace of spirit energy. Only when she died or removed the spell would his normality be restored, his unusual weakness banished.
Of course, he had attempted an attack on her at that moment, only to gain pitiful results caused by a severely sprained ankle. By the time the jewelry was finally hung cautiously around his neck, the girl was out of sight.
Kuronue had yet to learn her true name, but had created one for his own amusement:
Dreadful Hag.~
A head of bright red hair tilted forward towards the smooth confinements of the wall, careful not to let his pointed features disturb its smoothness, lest it decide to stretch about. Not seeing anything with so much as a resemblance to the flaw he was seeking, he move to another section, ears twitching with contained excitement mixed with extreme boredom. Minutes seemed to pass by like years, and hours like centuries. The wind master could almost feel his horn turning yellow, his bushy hair growing snow- white.
There was no doubt that they'd been trapped for more than a day, but nothing had changed since he'd first swum out of unconscious fog. Abrasions had mended over the meager amount of time they'd had, but there seemed to be no need for food, water, excretion, or other normal requirements. He'd probably be stuck forever, doomed to spend an eternity hunting for a nonexistent crack with nobody but Touya and Kuronue.
One had almost no sense of humor.
The other was an outlaw and a thief.
Oh, joy.
The elf winced at the very thought, and his keen eyes immediately worked at searching much harder than before; darting about the surface hastily, but vigilantly.
A threadlike fissure caught his gaze, and he shouted a jubilant, Irish- accented rejoice.
"FOUND IT!"
(A/N: *finally*)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
# Some place #
An emaciated shadow of a person paced continuously about his chamber, pondering the circumstances of his situation. It rivaled the complicatedness of the complex stupidity of chess, the pointless game of strategy ningens played at for hours with no end.
Keila had been a weak, overzealous pawn, and had died with miraculously minuscule achievements. Providentially, he still had another mage. Hopefully Shinta and Rhai would prove themselves to be more dependable youkai, perhaps like a rook or a knight.
No matter. Only a few more demons required collection. The several mages he had in stock would be more than enough.
(Note: the author has no idea how to play chess, therefore has no clue as to whether the pieces named above were identified accurately.)
If not, they could also be substituted. They were not necessities; simply severely influenced servants of no worth.
The pallid demon's long, spidery fingers clenched into a loose fist, then uncurled. A bomb with a smoothly cut surface comparable to a gem materialized atop the tips of his fingers, and he absent-mindedly permitted it to detonate there, letting the resonating summons echo. When the flurries of ash cleared, two kimono-clad figures stood in his palm, dipping into identical elegant bows and voicing a chorused greeting.
"Konichiwa, Karasu-sama."
*$_$*
# Hiei #
The ice had taken on a roughly shaped version of the koorime, and mimicked every cautious move he made. It resembled him in stature, build, and other qualities, but it lacked one important, yet insignificant element. An element that truly made it the fabrication of a demon, by allowing it to blend efficiently with the black-frosted walls.
Color.
The matter that had constructed it had attained no color during its creation, and had none at the moment, either. The "clothing" gave the impression of being a crude, stiff garment, whereas the actual article was not. Hiei took chary note of this, recognizing one of his former ally's more complex attacks. He frowned a little at that.
Taisei rarely made images for the purpose of battling her foes-unless she was purposely toying with them or testing their skill. He'd also known her to put effort and lively shades into her creations, unlike the hasty, lackluster work positioned unyieldingly before him. Conversely, her better workings tended to be more efficient.
So, perhaps it was fortunate for him that that did not appear to be the situation he would have to deal with.
The apparition took a step forward; the statue mirrored the stride, and crouched in a defensive stance.
It was, however, still quite obviously an admirable, lethal, piece of work.
"Jaou Ensatsu KAANN!"
There was no point in trying to use his katana. It would be a waste of a rare alloy.
Hiei brandished a sword of crackling, black, green-streaked spirit energy, only to step back quickly to avoid a haphazardly swung blade that matched his own in alacrity, intensity, and substance. (A/N: can you tell I'm studying that junk in science? -_-;)
Grimacing wryly, he knocked aside his antagonist's flaring weapon, and stabbed it in the chest, unsurprised when no blood flowed out. To confirm its defeat, the blade was twisted, and then yanked unceremoniously out to the side. This move left the torso cut halfway through, and it swayed treacherously before toppling over.
The shorn top of the thing collapsed upon the ground, dissipating into a wispy fog. The glistening tendrils of ebony fog floated there, and then darted back and up a few feet to hover above the remnants, a peculiar intent obviously existing as its goal.
Abruptly, the mist solidified into ice, extending into a renewed upper body.
Much to his annoyance and infuriation, the being had again acquired the fire demon's countenance.
The thing wasn't even real, yet it managed to aggravate him; if only in a minor way.
It imitated his movements with perfect precision, but failed at taking an offensive position.
A large chunk of garnet next to the fire demon's head shattered as his attention wandered, spewing the wine-colored shards dangerously close to his eyes- maybe it could take the offensive, after all. He dodged the blazing sword wielded by his impassive opponent, and lunged forward, swiftly removing the thing's emotionless face and head from its rigid shoulders.
Soft laughter echoed chillingly about, scorn and innocent mirth lending it an eerie quality. A pale demon emerged from the shadows, obsidian hair swaying back.
"You should not let your concentration drift from a foe. Life is easily lost in that manner." Wintry eyes voiced a malevolence that discerned no redundant clarification. "...As yours shall soon be."
The apparition standing before her kicked at the fading portion of frozen Youki, and glared. "What in Hell's name are you talking about? I came here for answers, not a battle."
"You left."
Taisei's unforgiving sapphire orbs reflected immense betrayal. She turned away. "You left." As these words left her lips, she traced unmistakable symbols in the air, her breath clouding the atmosphere.
"Nakago! Amiboshi! Suboshi! Soi! Tomo! Ashitare! Miboshi!"
(A/N: Yes, I took that out of Fushigi Yuugi. Which I do not own.)
"SEIRYUU SEISHI!" the wolf demon whirled to stare angrily at her old friend once again, releasing a devastating attack as she did so. She snarled a final statement at him, baring sharp fangs. "Shi ne."
%%%%%%%%%%
Dramatically happy ending, neh?
Yes, I know that was crappily short.
~sama- a title of respect
Shi ne- die
Konichiwa- hello
Arigatou-thanks; thank you
Gomen (nasai) - sorry, forgive me, etc.
Jaou Ensatsu Kan- basically a sword of black fire that forms around the hand. Hiei almost never uses it, though. I only know about it because of Reikitantei (dot something)...Not even sure if it's really green. Their little picture was, but the description said black, so I kind of swirled it around. ^ ~
-----------------------
'Wintry eyes voiced a malevolence that discerned no redundant clarification.'
Guess how long it took me to come up with that sentence. --;
More of Kurama, Yusuke, Botan, Kinzoku, and the Kuwabara siblings next time!
...Did you know that there's something called Kawakawa? O.O
Sooo. Tell me what you think! Should I edit my pitiful fight scene? Leave it? Change something else? Your wish is my command! Or in this case, your review. Maybe.
And yes, I know that the dude from Rurouni Kenshin was named Shinta. I don't have a large vocabulary for Japanese names, you know!
Reviews:
T_T why hast thou all forsaken meee?
Honestly, I don't blame you all for not reviewing. (ALTHOUGH I SHOULD!!! *gets whacked on the head again by Genkai* @.@) I reeeally need to work on my romance skills. This might even turn out to be just a friendship fic. I think I'm better at that. X_x
New reviewers:
Not going to bother with this anymore. I keep forgetting people, anyhow.
Things I don't think you should bother with anymore:
~Voting for couples...and basically everything else. -_-" It wasn't going anywhere, anyways.
=======
IT'S SNOWING. PRAISE THE LORD.
(Well...it snow *ed*, anyways.)
*Snowfall does not intend to offend any readers in any way if they do not fully agree with her, or if they are not part of the religion that believes in that person. *
Gomen!
^-^
Questions? Comments? Corrections?
Finish reading and review!
Sayonara!