dont own YYH
Chapt. 29
Click, Flash, Buzz, Scream!
Click. Flash. Buzz. Click. Flash. Buzz.
I groan sleepily and try to turn over. As I start, a low growl sounds in my ear.
Snicker. Click. Flash. Buzz.
I slowly open my eyes. My head moves up and down, following my hand. Pink triangles cover soft, peach leather. Black cloth was a little farther down; white strips of leather held the cloth; one strip was dotted with shining jewels.
Click. Flash. Buzz. Snicker.
I try to sit up, but a strong object pulls me tighter against the pink and peach, moving leather.
Snicker. Click. Flash. Buzz.
I force the object from me and sit up.
Click. Flash. Buzz.
Looking about me, I see grinning faces; a few with yellow boxes to the right eye. Things come into focus and I see the boxes are disposable cameras. I look beside me and see that the leather was Hiei's chest. I jump from him. The room shakes when I land on the floor.
Laughter erupts from around me.
My face turns red.
Hiei jolts forward. Pain flashes across his eyes. He falls back.
More laughter.
"Shut up," I growl embarrassedly.
Click. Flash. Buzz.
"Come on, it's funny!" Osadyro laughs.
"Yea!" Yusuke snickers, slapping my back.
I tense up, my tail goes straight, my eyes widen in pain, and I resist the urge to scream. My eyes start to water. The pain was like having a sledge hammer come down on your hand.
The laughing stops.
"Hey, you ok?" Botan asks, kneeling beside me.
I dare not say anything for fear that a scream would come out instead.
"Ya hit her too hard Yusuke," Osadyro laughs.
"I just tapped her," he defends.
"If you were cut up like her, would you think a tap was just that?"
"I guess not."
"You ok?" Kuwabara wonders, waving a hand in front of my face.
I give a small whimper.
"That means yes," Osadyro jokes.
"Actually, I think he dislocated her spinal cord," Hiei coughs.
"Why would you say that?" Yusuke asks heatedly.
"I'm a telepath you dope," Hiei growls.
"Oh yea!" Yusuke laughs nervously. "What're we gunna do 'bout it?"
"Pop it back into place." Hiei carefully slides off the couch and crawls over to me. He hides the pain that is evident in his mind. He carefully pushes me to the floor; relaxing my rigid muscles.
I whimper once more; calmly trying to explain that I don't need help. But, when words are not coming to those who listen, you get stuck with the telepath that always hears.
"You are getting help. I didn't like it, and neither will you. Deal with it," Hiei explains. He places a bony object just above where the bones were disconnected. It goes away and then comes down sharply in the mid of my back.
I let out a scream that could be heard for miles.
Suddenly, the door busts open. An assortment of demons and humans rush in, looking all about.
"We heard a scream," one of the demons said.
"Yes, a loud one," a human adds.
"It was just a small sprain being put to shape," Botan interjects. "Nothing to worry about. But thank you for being so concerned."
I lay stiff on the ground; my eyes were watering.
"If you say so ma'am," another human says kindly.
"She does, now git!" Shizuru commands. The room clears in an instant, save for three scraggly demons.
"May we stay for a bit?" the kind, young one asks.
"What would you be wantin' to stay for?" Yusuke asks, standing to better greet the demons.
"We ain't got nothin' better to do," a harsh voice answers.
"What he means is," the last demon spoke, "we have nowhere to go for a while. And we were wondering if we could hang with you guys."
"I see nothin' wrong with it," Genkai speaks, her old voice warm with compassion.
The door closes. The smell of blood and wolves fills the room.
"Why's Darkfire on the ground?" the kind voiced wolf asks, his bare feet stepping into my view.
How'd he know my name?
They're the wolves we just fought.
That's why they smell so familiar.
Yea.
"Her back was cracked by the dimwit and Hiei just popped it back into place," the old woman said, indicating Yusuke as the dimwit.
"I'm sorry, jeez," Yusuke grumbles.
I still lay on the floor, pain racing up and down my back. What did the wolves want? Were they seeking revenge? Or just coming to talk like they said?
A chill runs up my spine. Fear freezes me. Another chill runs.
"You guys feel that?" Kuwabara asks.
Silent.
"Thought so."
"We're not alone," Osadyro hisses quietly.
Something silently shoots through the air. I catch it with my telekinesis before it impales itself in the back of Shoda's skull. It was a rock.
I push myself from the floor, taking no notice of the pain speeding through every part of my body. I stand unsteadily in my place.
"Come on out, kid," I growl hoarsely.
From a dark shadow, a small, scrawny boy appears. He looked about my age, thirteen or fourteen. Four large, black bangs hung in front of his thin face. Blood red hair stuck out to a point behind his head. Two triangles were below his left eye; the larger one was black and the smaller one was red. He wore a large, baggy black shirt with the character for fire on the front. Baggy blue jeans nearly covered cloth-like shoes. He was a young dog demon.
"You found me," he says toughly.
"Your shadow skills are sorely lacking."
He snorts at my remark.
I shoot him a hard glance. Disappearing into the shadows themselves I reappear beside him. He jumped.
"Care to rethink your actions around me?" I growl.
He just stares at me coldly, hiding the fear that I can smell.
"I ain't afraid of you," the pup growls.
"Pretty cocky aren't ya?" I grab his wrist as it starts to strike. "Foolish boy."
