Disclaimer: I do not own YYH. If I did I would tease and torment you to my
heart's content. I do own Hinoki and the black bladed katana, however. If
anyone uses my character without my consent, I slay you with this! ::pulls
out a katana. Suddenly Hiei walks in the room with an angry expression::
"THAT BELONGS TO ME, THIEF! HAND IT OVER!" ::Puts the katana to her chest
protectively:: "ITS MINE!" ::Hiei's face faulters:: "Give it back later,
then. I shall return for it."
By the time Hiei, Kurama and Hinoki had reached the center room in the dungeon, a heavy-set man wearing only a pair of blue shorts was waiting for them. He took up most of the room. A huge scar ran from his shoulder to his hip. "So, Hinoki. I see you have made some new friends. No matter, I will defeat you just as easily as I had the previous time." The man bellowed. Hinoki's eyes narrowed, "Toraso." She growled. Hiei drew his katana from its sheath, "Stand aside." Hiei shouted. Hinoki stepped forward, placing a hand on Hiei's hands to push the katana down. "Lower your weapon, Hiei. I owe a great debt to this one." Hinoki said, gesturing toward her wounded shoulder. Hiei looked at her through the corners of his eyes. He sheathed his katana. "Hn." Was his only response. Hinoki smiled weakly, "Thank you, Hiei." She said gently. She walked past Kurama and Hiei to stand before Toraso. "Hiei, are you sure she should fight? She appears to be unarmed." Kurama murmured to Hiei. Kurama's question was answered when Hinoki's long, black leather glove melted into a black bladed katana. Hinoki stared straight into Toraso's eyes and glared. Toraso grinned as he stared back. "You may have defeated me before, but not again. I underestimated you, that shall not happen again." Hinoki said fiercely. Toraso threw his head back in a hysterical laughter. Hinoki was taken aback. "You laugh. Why? Do you simply deny your own fate?" Hinoki said, her eyes narrowed. Toraso laughed even harder, his shoulders heaved up and down as he did so. Hinoki flicked her hair out of frustration. Toraso stopped his laughing and grinned. He threw a massive fist at Hinoki. Hinoki jumped back, just narrowly escaping the blow. The floor shattered and became a giant hole beneath Toraso's massive fist. Toraso raised his other fist and threw it at Hinoki. Hinoki jumped up onto the wall, using the wall to propel her at Toraso's head. She poised her katana for attack. In several swipes of her Katana, Toraso fell to the floor, dead. Hinoki jumped away as the body fell to the floor with a thundering boom. The black bladed katana melted back into the long, black leather glove as Hinoki turned to look at Hiei and Kurama. "We should hurry. Surely someone would have heard that." Hiei pointed out. "Strange. He didn't use his sword on me." Hinoki said pitifully. Hiei, Kurama, and Hinoki ran around the body swiftly.
Somehow the castle seemed empty. They soon found out why.
Seconds after they hopped the gates, the armies of tri-horned demons surrounded the three. Hiei, Kurama, and Hinoki went back-to-back-to-back. Kurama pulled a rose from his hair. He lashed it out in front of him, thus it became the rosewhip. Hinoki stared at the rosewhip in awe. She looked over her shoulder at Kurama, "Let me try." She pulled a rose from her auburn hair. The rose shed its petals in sheets, dispersing them amongst the wind. Hinoki put the rose above her head and lashed it out in front of her. The stem extended into a thorned whip; the rosewhip. Kurama stared at her in amazement, "How did you-" "Ask questions later, Kurama." Hiei interrupted. The armies charged at the three. Hiei charged, running at his incomprehendable speed, slicing every tri-horned demon that crossed his path with his katana.
Kurama twirled his rosewhip over his head. It sliced and maimed countless demons as they lunged and charged at him.
Hinoki lashed out at every demon that charged at her, turning them into mere piles of flesh and blood using her rosewhip.
When the last of the soldiers was defeated, the ground was covered with oceans of blood, and was soiled with numerous dead bodies. The three returned their weapons. "Would you explain how you are capable of using my rosewhip?" Kurama asked urgently, turning to face Hinoki. "Explaining my origins at the moment would be a waist of time. It would be wise to find a safe place to rest for tonight. We can resume our journey tomorrow." Hinoki said, walking into the forest.
Hiei, Kurama and Hinoki found a small clearing at the heart of the forest. "Okay, can I trust you two to help me gather wood?" Hinoki asked, switching her gaze from one to the other. Kurama nodded. Hiei seemed to be gazing in another direction, as if ignoring Hinoki completely. "I apologize for Hiei's behavior. Per-" Kurama began. "No need to apologize, Kurama. I have dealt with people worse than him." Hinoki interrupted, walking over toward Hiei. Hiei gazed at her through the corners of his eyes. Hinoki want down to her knees so Hiei was looking down at her, she grabbed his shoulders so he would face her. "Look into my eyes, Hiei. I want you to tell me that you will help Kurama and I gather firewood. Will you?" Hinoki asked firmly. Hiei looked away again. Hinoki shook him once to get his attention, her grip tightened, "will you help." It wasn't a question. "Hn." was all Hiei said. Hinoki grabbed Hiei's chin so he wouldn't look away, "Hiei, 'hn' is not an answer. I want a simple 'yes' or 'no' if you don't mind." Hinoki said, staring sternly into Hiei's small red eyes. She was stern, yet gentle. This surprised Hiei, "Yes." Hiei said finally. Hinoki's stern stare softened and became gentle, almost warm. "Thank you, Hiei." She said softly, releasing Hiei. Hinoki walked away from Hiei, wandering into the woods. She felt Hiei's eyes follow her as she walked out of view. She could hear footsteps following her, she smirked, "Hello, Kurama. What is it you wish to speak with me about?" Hinoki said, shoving her hands into her torn up and dirty jeans. Kurama slowed his pace as he walked beside her. "I wanted to ask you two things actually. I wanted to ask you two things actually. How are you able to use the rosewhip?" Kurama asked. "My species, the Neon Demon; are capable of observing and quickly learning our opponents techniques. Neon is my demon language for copy." Hinoki explained, picking up a dead log. "The other question is.?" "Where did you learn to deal with people like Hiei?" Kurama asked. "Simple, Kurama. My mother. Well, my human, adoptive mother to be exact." Hinoki said. "Please explain." Kurama said. "Well you see, when I was a child I was very distant, like Hiei is now. I would turn away each time someone was kind to me. My mother, she wouldn't give up. When I asked her why she wouldn't let me be, she told me it was because we were family. Family doesn't give up on each other." Hinoki explained. Silence descended over them like a veil. They gathered logs together in silence.
Once they had gathered enough logs, Hinoki piled them up. Hiei was kind enough to light the fire. Kurama and Hiei sat before the fire, while Hinoki walked off into the shadows of the forest to a nearby hot spring. She quickly changed out of her clothes and slipped into the hot spring. She sighed with relief as relaxation swept over her. She paid little attention to her injured shoulder as the hot water stung her wound. She rested her head on a nearby boulder as she allowed herself to be massaged by the relaxing hot water. (Makes you want to just jump into a tub full of hot water, don't it?) She bolted upright when she heard the sound of rustling bushes. "Hinoki? Hinoki Koyotua? Is that you?" said a familiar voice. A tall, white haired girl with pale blue eyes and a pale complexion walked through the bushes. "Tori!" Hinoki shouted happily. A tall, brown haired, blue-eyed girl accompanied her. "Shura!" Hinoki gasped. Shura and Tori were Hinoki's closest allies and friends of Makai. But what did they want now?
Note: I promise I will try my hardest to get more updated. I have a housewarming party coming up this weekend, so I have no idea how long it will take to update more. I might not have anything up until Monday. So you'll just have to patient. In the meantime, read CCD's fanfic, "Hiei's Dare." Ja ne! *_~
By the time Hiei, Kurama and Hinoki had reached the center room in the dungeon, a heavy-set man wearing only a pair of blue shorts was waiting for them. He took up most of the room. A huge scar ran from his shoulder to his hip. "So, Hinoki. I see you have made some new friends. No matter, I will defeat you just as easily as I had the previous time." The man bellowed. Hinoki's eyes narrowed, "Toraso." She growled. Hiei drew his katana from its sheath, "Stand aside." Hiei shouted. Hinoki stepped forward, placing a hand on Hiei's hands to push the katana down. "Lower your weapon, Hiei. I owe a great debt to this one." Hinoki said, gesturing toward her wounded shoulder. Hiei looked at her through the corners of his eyes. He sheathed his katana. "Hn." Was his only response. Hinoki smiled weakly, "Thank you, Hiei." She said gently. She walked past Kurama and Hiei to stand before Toraso. "Hiei, are you sure she should fight? She appears to be unarmed." Kurama murmured to Hiei. Kurama's question was answered when Hinoki's long, black leather glove melted into a black bladed katana. Hinoki stared straight into Toraso's eyes and glared. Toraso grinned as he stared back. "You may have defeated me before, but not again. I underestimated you, that shall not happen again." Hinoki said fiercely. Toraso threw his head back in a hysterical laughter. Hinoki was taken aback. "You laugh. Why? Do you simply deny your own fate?" Hinoki said, her eyes narrowed. Toraso laughed even harder, his shoulders heaved up and down as he did so. Hinoki flicked her hair out of frustration. Toraso stopped his laughing and grinned. He threw a massive fist at Hinoki. Hinoki jumped back, just narrowly escaping the blow. The floor shattered and became a giant hole beneath Toraso's massive fist. Toraso raised his other fist and threw it at Hinoki. Hinoki jumped up onto the wall, using the wall to propel her at Toraso's head. She poised her katana for attack. In several swipes of her Katana, Toraso fell to the floor, dead. Hinoki jumped away as the body fell to the floor with a thundering boom. The black bladed katana melted back into the long, black leather glove as Hinoki turned to look at Hiei and Kurama. "We should hurry. Surely someone would have heard that." Hiei pointed out. "Strange. He didn't use his sword on me." Hinoki said pitifully. Hiei, Kurama, and Hinoki ran around the body swiftly.
Somehow the castle seemed empty. They soon found out why.
Seconds after they hopped the gates, the armies of tri-horned demons surrounded the three. Hiei, Kurama, and Hinoki went back-to-back-to-back. Kurama pulled a rose from his hair. He lashed it out in front of him, thus it became the rosewhip. Hinoki stared at the rosewhip in awe. She looked over her shoulder at Kurama, "Let me try." She pulled a rose from her auburn hair. The rose shed its petals in sheets, dispersing them amongst the wind. Hinoki put the rose above her head and lashed it out in front of her. The stem extended into a thorned whip; the rosewhip. Kurama stared at her in amazement, "How did you-" "Ask questions later, Kurama." Hiei interrupted. The armies charged at the three. Hiei charged, running at his incomprehendable speed, slicing every tri-horned demon that crossed his path with his katana.
Kurama twirled his rosewhip over his head. It sliced and maimed countless demons as they lunged and charged at him.
Hinoki lashed out at every demon that charged at her, turning them into mere piles of flesh and blood using her rosewhip.
When the last of the soldiers was defeated, the ground was covered with oceans of blood, and was soiled with numerous dead bodies. The three returned their weapons. "Would you explain how you are capable of using my rosewhip?" Kurama asked urgently, turning to face Hinoki. "Explaining my origins at the moment would be a waist of time. It would be wise to find a safe place to rest for tonight. We can resume our journey tomorrow." Hinoki said, walking into the forest.
Hiei, Kurama and Hinoki found a small clearing at the heart of the forest. "Okay, can I trust you two to help me gather wood?" Hinoki asked, switching her gaze from one to the other. Kurama nodded. Hiei seemed to be gazing in another direction, as if ignoring Hinoki completely. "I apologize for Hiei's behavior. Per-" Kurama began. "No need to apologize, Kurama. I have dealt with people worse than him." Hinoki interrupted, walking over toward Hiei. Hiei gazed at her through the corners of his eyes. Hinoki want down to her knees so Hiei was looking down at her, she grabbed his shoulders so he would face her. "Look into my eyes, Hiei. I want you to tell me that you will help Kurama and I gather firewood. Will you?" Hinoki asked firmly. Hiei looked away again. Hinoki shook him once to get his attention, her grip tightened, "will you help." It wasn't a question. "Hn." was all Hiei said. Hinoki grabbed Hiei's chin so he wouldn't look away, "Hiei, 'hn' is not an answer. I want a simple 'yes' or 'no' if you don't mind." Hinoki said, staring sternly into Hiei's small red eyes. She was stern, yet gentle. This surprised Hiei, "Yes." Hiei said finally. Hinoki's stern stare softened and became gentle, almost warm. "Thank you, Hiei." She said softly, releasing Hiei. Hinoki walked away from Hiei, wandering into the woods. She felt Hiei's eyes follow her as she walked out of view. She could hear footsteps following her, she smirked, "Hello, Kurama. What is it you wish to speak with me about?" Hinoki said, shoving her hands into her torn up and dirty jeans. Kurama slowed his pace as he walked beside her. "I wanted to ask you two things actually. I wanted to ask you two things actually. How are you able to use the rosewhip?" Kurama asked. "My species, the Neon Demon; are capable of observing and quickly learning our opponents techniques. Neon is my demon language for copy." Hinoki explained, picking up a dead log. "The other question is.?" "Where did you learn to deal with people like Hiei?" Kurama asked. "Simple, Kurama. My mother. Well, my human, adoptive mother to be exact." Hinoki said. "Please explain." Kurama said. "Well you see, when I was a child I was very distant, like Hiei is now. I would turn away each time someone was kind to me. My mother, she wouldn't give up. When I asked her why she wouldn't let me be, she told me it was because we were family. Family doesn't give up on each other." Hinoki explained. Silence descended over them like a veil. They gathered logs together in silence.
Once they had gathered enough logs, Hinoki piled them up. Hiei was kind enough to light the fire. Kurama and Hiei sat before the fire, while Hinoki walked off into the shadows of the forest to a nearby hot spring. She quickly changed out of her clothes and slipped into the hot spring. She sighed with relief as relaxation swept over her. She paid little attention to her injured shoulder as the hot water stung her wound. She rested her head on a nearby boulder as she allowed herself to be massaged by the relaxing hot water. (Makes you want to just jump into a tub full of hot water, don't it?) She bolted upright when she heard the sound of rustling bushes. "Hinoki? Hinoki Koyotua? Is that you?" said a familiar voice. A tall, white haired girl with pale blue eyes and a pale complexion walked through the bushes. "Tori!" Hinoki shouted happily. A tall, brown haired, blue-eyed girl accompanied her. "Shura!" Hinoki gasped. Shura and Tori were Hinoki's closest allies and friends of Makai. But what did they want now?
Note: I promise I will try my hardest to get more updated. I have a housewarming party coming up this weekend, so I have no idea how long it will take to update more. I might not have anything up until Monday. So you'll just have to patient. In the meantime, read CCD's fanfic, "Hiei's Dare." Ja ne! *_~