A/N: It's been so long… I almost forgot I even had this until I looked through all of my documents. I reread it and I've decided that you all don't need that cliffhanger anymore. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Don't own Yu Yu Hakusho.

Last Time: Hiei and Etaila had just given Yukina the shock of her life.

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Hiei wasn't quite sure how it happened. He was simply following Yukina, vaguely listening to her trying to persuade him to stay over the temple for the night. Like she really needed to do so; he would do anything for his sister, even if she didn't realize it.

No, Hiei was thinking about other things. Other people. Hiei's eyebrows burrowed at the thought of the confusing demoness. Who was she to invade his mind and make him do things he would never do in the first place? This was all her fault in his mind. As soon as he leaves the temple, the better.

But he wasn't leaving until morning.

When he and Yukina entered the kitchen, they spotted Etaila opening a box near the counter. She looked at Yukina before looking to him, and Hiei had to focus on keeping his fists to his sides and a blush away from his face. 'What is this?!' Hiei thought angrily, becoming frustrated when Etaila continued to stare at him. He barely noticed his sister talking, nor did he notice himself walking up to the red-haired demon. He only noticed the steely gray eyes staring back at him, and the one thought running through his head as he grabbed her, pulling her close to him.

'Maybe if I do something drastic, she'll avoid me, and this whole thing will be forgotten.' What he didn't expect, as his lips pressed down on hers, was the feeling of her pressing back. The fabric of her sweater brushed his cheekbone as she raised her hand to his cheek to keep him still.

That blew his mind. And Yukina's apparently. The sound of a glass shattering and a quick intake of breath was heard and Hiei practically flew away from the other, backing away.

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'Did he just…' Etaila couldn't believe it. This demon, this perverted, selfish demon, just kissed her. She didn't think her eyes could get any bigger. Or his. If it had been a different situation, Etaila might have laughed at the expression he and Yukina were sharing. But she knew that she had the same look.

It wasn't that she was simply surprised; she was, in many ways than one. Yet she felt something else as well. Disappointment? Loss? She could really think about it at the moment. She had to say something. The awkward silence in the room was not only deafening, but also stifling.

"… Eh, w-what was that about?" She inquired softly, hating the stutter in her question. The sound of her voice must have woken up both Koorimes, because Yukina immediately started to clean up the broken glass on the floor. Hiei, well… he just stood there, a confused look on his face. Etaila fidgeted slightly, not liking the look or the silence that was started to come back. She reached up and took her hair out, letting it fall over her shoulders.

She knew it was a mistake to do so when Hiei watched every strand fall down, his eyes focusing on her hair. Now the silence was starting to annoy her.

"Well, say something! Don't just look at me!" Hiei looked like a startled animal for a moment, but it passed, and he glared at her before voicing his thoughts.

"This is all your fault." Etaila fumed. Her fault?! He was the one that kissed her, not the other way around! 'HE started it!' She silently berated herself for being so childish. Instead of yelling at him, she shrugged her shoulders, speaking evenly.

"And how is that? You are the one who molested me." Okay, so it wasn't the best way to ask the question, but he could be a little fairer. She watched him as he blinked at her, obviously surprised that she worded the question that way. He was about to look her in the eye, but decided against it. Instead he turned and walked out of the kitchen. Etaila huffed, but she didn't start after him. Instead she pulled up her sleeves and helped Yukina pick up the mess made on the floor.

'Just leaving like that. What is that?' She angrily scooped up pieces of broken glass, barely noticing the cuts she was receiving from clearing it away so quickly. Yukina only watched her as she dumped all of the shards in the trash, glaring the whole time. Once all of the big shards were thrown out, Yukina grabbed Etaila's hands.

"Let me do the rest. You should really clean those cuts out before I try to heal them." Etaila looked to the young Koorime before looking down at her hands. Yukina was right; many nicks and cuts littered her palms, and Etaila finally started to feel the sting. The demon laughed.

"It's funny how anger can cause me to not think straight." Yukina gave her a little smile as she walked out of the room, hopefully towards the bathroom.

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Etaila was not going to the bathroom. No, she was simply going to her own room. She couldn't concentrate. 'How can he act like that? What have I ever done to him?' Once she entered her room, she pulled off her oversized sweater. 'Maybe I said something to him, or he hates me or something.' The thought of Hiei truly hating her made her stomach twist. No matter how confusing the youkai may act, she seriously hoped he didn't hate her. She looked back down at her hands and sighed. They really were in bad shape. She had no choice but to wash them out. 'The things I do when I think of you.' She thought towards Hiei as she carefully pulled off her socks and walked across the hall.

'You always make me feel—' She bumped into something before entering the bathroom.

"Inadequate," she spoke softly to herself, inspecting the lightly bleeding cuts. 'None of them have glass in them…' She thought to herself, turning on the faucet. She put her hands under the cold running water and sighed, looking into the mirror. Hiei stood there, staring at her again and Etaila jumped to the side, spraying water everywhere. He was wearing his sleeveless shirt, but his cape and boots were removed. Why didn't she feel his presence? 'And why is he always popping up in places when I have nothing on?' She thought almost grudgingly, suddenly feeling naked without her sweater on. She put her hands over her necklace.

"What do you want?" Etaila asked harshly, but she quickly bit her lip when Hiei's gaze dropped. She didn't mean it to come that way.

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"… I overheard Yukina mentioning you bleeding, and I came over to see if you were okay." Hiei replied almost reluctantly. What really happened is that Yukina asked him to heal Etaila for her. 'I'd appreciate it, and you guys need to talk anyway. And don't try to get out of this one. I was there, so I know you two need to talk.' Hiei almost glared before catching himself. When he looked back to her she was looking at her hands again. They were pretty damaged. Hiei sighed. 'Well, I have to do it anyway so…' squaring his shoulders, Hiei reached out and grabbed the demon's hands as gently as he could. Etaila flinched, but said nothing when he let go of the less cut up hand. He looked at her.

"Don't freak out. I'm just going to heal these cuts for Yukina." Etaila was about to protest, but her reply was silenced when Hiei slowly and gingerly ran his fingers across her palm. He focused on the bit of healing power he had and watched as all of the serious cuts closed and formed light scars, while the smaller ones vanished. He noticed in the corner of his eye that Etaila's necklace was glowing. 'She's not going to attack me…?' He glanced at her. She didn't look like she was going to attack him. Then what was it?

Hiei's thoughts went back to the kitchen when he released one hand for the other to heal. He remembered one thing when they shared that quick kiss that confused him. When he pulled her to himself, he felt a slow pulsing against his chest. Hiei narrowed his eyes as he finished her hand. Why would her necklace pulse? He came out of his thoughts when Etaila removed her hand from his grasp.

"…Thank you," she said quietly before grasping the now violet charm. 'Violet…' Hiei wanted to ask Etaila about it, but before he could say a word she spoke.

"Why did you kiss me back there." Her voice was soft, but strong. She looked straight at him. Hiei tensed. 'How can I tell her that I did it so she would leave me alone?'

"I…" He stopped himself. Why should he tell her anything? It's not like she has to know. She never has to know. Hiei kept repeating these thoughts as he looked back to her. She wasn't wearing that large sweater now, and without it, she looked so small. She was about his height, but you would never think she was short. Ever. She started to fidget and Hiei vaguely wondered if she was going to take anything off this time before mentally kicking himself. Not saying anything, he turned away from her questioning gaze before swiftly walking away and down the hallway. This time, however, she wasn't going to let him go again.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt her grab his now bare arm. He was slightly impressed at her speed and ability to see in a dark hallway, but it vanished quickly. He can practically hear her smirk and slight anger as she spoke.

"I'm not letting you run away again." ' I Running away? /I ' Hiei thought angrily, though the anger was almost nothing, 'I'll show her.' Hiei spun around, and Etaila's grip fell away as he pinned her to the wall, his hands on her arms. She shivered under his hard glare.

"Running away? Let me tell you something," he whispered, his voice raspy, "for the past few days I've thought of nothing but you. Ever since I heard to say Kurama's name the night it was pouring rain. Why?! What the hell did you do?" He shook her the best he could with her against the wall. Etaila remained silent, and Hiei continued.

"I feel like you could burn me, a fire demon, just by looking at me. Just by looking at you makes me feel like I'm at my highest point of power." He relaxed his grip on her arms, his hands sliding down to her wrists.

"Just hearing your voice makes me want to do things to you that I wouldn't know if they were anything but primitive." She shook again, but Hiei couldn't tell if it was fear or something else. He raised a hand to her cheek, stroking it softly. Her cheek was slightly damp, and his gaze softened, but only slightly. He dropped his hand in favor of pulling her away from the wall to bury his head into the crook of her shoulder. Etaila shifted but said nothing. She felt him breathing in before lifting his head back up, his gaze hard once more. When Hiei continued, his voice was stern, almost harsh.

"I don't want to feel like this. Like I need someone to stay alive. I… I don't want to see you again. I don't want you to look at me. I don't want you." He pulled away from her, backing into his room. Etaila only watched as the door to Hiei's door shut.

Without speaking, without the sound of footfalls, the sound of breathing, Etaila walked over to her room. She walked in and closed the door. She didn't change; she didn't take out her futon. She sat in a corner of the room, pulling her knees up and resting her elbows on them as she leaned her head against the wall. Closing her eyes, Etaila finally let the tears fall, and they wouldn't stop.

She finally understood what Genkai was talking about. She did found the right answers to her questions, to all of her confusing questions. She found who she was looking for. She finally found the one person she was destined to be with—

'And he never wants to see me again.' She let a small sob escape as she grabbed her necklace, the charm now swirling violet and black. With a violent tug Etaila pulled the necklace, and she heard the clasp break. Opening her eyes, she watched as the charm when translucent, as if it was empty. Tears blurring her vision, she tossed the necklace away from her. It rolled and fell with a silent thud. Etaila hugged her knees. She laughed a broken laugh.

'To think I only met him yesterday.'

-End of chapter 8-

A/N: Woo. I hope that wasn't too long of a wait…. Eh hehe ;; Hopefully the next chapter will come soon. I have to look at the other chapters again to see what to do next. Thanks again to all of the readers who are still reading this. I appreciate all of you guys .