Well here comes another chapter. Hope you guys enjoy! I've been getting some good reviews and that has encouraged me to continue with this story! Mwahahahaha. Not that I wasn't planning that in the first place just that well…I…um had writers block! OK! I admit it! I'm ashamed. Anyway…on with the story after these messages.
Hiei: Stop with the lame drama act.
Me: Excuse me? I happen to be an awesome actress!
Hiei: Hn.
Me: Don't 'hn' me!
Hiei as disclaimer: black mirage doesn't own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters. That comes as a blessing to all those who happen to be in it.
Me: (gives death glare to Hiei)
Hiei: (gives death glare back three times as bad)
Me: Um…ok? (backs away and continues to type while trying to ignore Hiei pulling out his katana.)
Chapter Five: The Devil's Child
Keiko softly closed the door, not wanting to slam it and have Hiei catch on to how frustrated she actually was. She lay down on the bed, sighing. 'Why does Hiei have to be so difficult?' She headed towards the bathroom and proceeded with taking a shower. She couldn't think of anything else to do, since she found herself not that tired after all.
She continued to dry her hair as she walked back into her room. Almost dropping her towel she gasped at the sight on her bed. There, nestled into the pillow, was a washcloth. The same one she had used last night, she realized. As she stepped closer to it she noticed a note on top of it that read 'Thank you'. Her brows furrowed as she thought of who possibly could have done this. It had to have been Hiei. He was the only one in here and she had taken care of him. Just then, a growl emerged from her stomach and she smiled slightly. Her appetite always got the best of her.
Hiei sat bolt upright on the couch, a thin layer of sweat plastered on his forehead. 'What was that dream all about? I should probably get started on gaining Keiko's trust. I'm not going to turn into a human just because I feel something for a ningen girl. Did I just say that I feel something? I knew I was getting soft.' He got up and used his jagan to detect where Keiko was. He realized she was in the shower so he looked on the floor in her bedroom and found the washcloth she had been using before still laying on the floor near the chair. He took it, laid it on the pillow, and wrote a quick note. He knew it wasn't exactly the right way to start, but he had to start somewhere. Time was running out, and if he didn't get this girl to trust him, he might as well forget everything. He heard Keiko turn off the shower and he quickly retreated back onto the couch in the living room.
Just then, he realized something. Keiko hadn't been saying much at all about Yusuke. What if she still cares about him and he goes looking for her when he finds her missing? That's going to be a problem. He'll have to make some more friction between them in order to make sure Yusuke stays away. What should he do? He stopped all thoughts when he heard Keiko heading downstairs. He pretended to be asleep.
She headed downstairs for a snack, even though it was aroundten at night. Maybe Hiei was still up and they could talk. Of course, all she would get out of him was a 'hn' here and there. She smiled as she saw the fire demon sleeping on the couch. He was on his stomach and his arm was dangling over the edge. His face held a certain look of innocence to it in that light. This made her smile even more. Maybe he was seriously trying to be nice for once. Of course, this wasn't at all like the cold, heartless, fire demon she knew. She just didn't want to believe that something was up. She needed some comfort after the incident with Yusuke. She thought about what Hiei had said earlier about her feeling guilty over Yusuke. Was what he said true? She wasn't quite sure.
She continued on her way to the kitchen and started to rummage through the fridge, trying not to disturb Hiei. She found some ham, got out the bread and proceeded to making herself a sandwich.
He noticed Keiko standing in front of him, watching him with those big brown eyes. It was unnerving. He slightly opened his eyes, knowing that she wouldn't notice in the dim light. Her slim body was outlined in the moonlight coming from the open window. She was beautiful. He couldn't help think it. All the feelings he had been trying to suppress rushed at him. He couldn't control it. All he could think of doing to relieve himselfof this feeling, was killing her. He continued watching her as she sighed and headed towards the kitchen. 'She's hungry? Humans. She eats too much.' He heard her rummaging through the fridge. He wondered what she was eating. He was kind of hungry himself. He got up and followed suit. He saw her in her pajamas, leaning against the counter with a sandwich in her hand. She was wearing long pajama pants with kittens on them. He inwardly grimaced as he noticed it was pink. The top was spaghetti strapped and showed a little of her stomach.
"Aren't you going to offer me anything?" he asked, enjoying her surprise as she softly screamed in response.
"Stop doing that!" She sighed and looked at him. "You're welcome." She was saying this in response to the message he had left her on her pillow.
"Hn. Don't get used to that." He proceeded with making his own sandwich, watching her in the periphery of his vision. She was looking at him warily as if she didn't know how to act around him. It amused him in a way.
"I'm sorry I didn't answer you when you asked me why I feel guilty. It's just that…well…I-I don't want you to know how I feel about that. I don't deserve what he did to me, but I can't change anything. Yusuke is a jerk and will always be one." She blushed as she realized she had been rambling. 'Nice one, Keiko.'"I guess I'm trying to say... thank you for listening to me and not pushing me away like I thought you would do."
Hiei thought about what she had just said. She always caught him off guard with her comments. She always said them at the strangest of times.Why was she bringing this up now? 'This is stupid. Why can't she talk to someone else about this?' He turned around and saw her smiling at him. He remained expressionless so as to not give away his confusion at why she was happy all of a sudden. He grunted.
Keiko smiled at this. He was so amusing. Even though he always grated her nerves, hewas amusing.Hiei looked at her lips longer than he should have. He couldn't help notice how smooth and full they were. He wondered for a minute what it would be like to kiss her. 'What am I saying? Shit, I can't stop thinking about her like that. I won't be able to control myself for much longer. But maybe this will be a way to get her to trust and like me. She'll come with me willingly.' He grinned and looked at her again. Confusion was written on her face. He walked up to her, noticing how her face became redder the more steps he took. Without warning, he leaned in and kissed her, placing his hands on the counter behind her. Hiei liked the feel of a kiss. He wasn't very familiar with this. He only had sex with whores in Makai. He never actually kissed somebody. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, wanting her body pressed against his. He deepened the kiss, pressing his tongue against her lips, pleading for entrance. She slowly allowed access, wrapping her arms around his neck. She was running out of breath and had to break free. Their breaths came in quick gasps as they stared at each other, having not expected that.
"I should go back to bed," Keiko said, looking at the floor and backing away. She wrapped her arms around her waist and headed out of the kitchen door. Hiei just remained standing there, not quite sure what he had just done. That's not how that was supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to get his feelings involved in this. What was he thinking?He headed back into the living room and laid down, just realizing he had never gotten anything to eat. Oh well, he wasn't hungry anyway. He closed his eyes, hoping he would get some sleep.
Keiko sat on her bed, staring at the wall. 'What just happened? Did Hiei actually kiss me?' She couldn't believe it. This couldn't be happening. She climbed under the covers and closed her eyes. She wouldn't mention it tomorrow. She would just act like nothing happened. It's not like Hiei would bring that up. 'That cold fire demon bringing up difficult emotional situations? Never!' She slightly smiled at that mental image and drifted off to sleep.
"The news you bring best be good," Shin growled as his long ebony hair fell over his shoulders.
"Forgive me my lord, but it may not be that. As I was watching them through their window, I happened to see them kissing."
The demon lord growled. "This cannot be good. He cannot change his mind!" He put a clawed hand beneath his chin. "I need another human female and fast. He better bring her. My plan will not fail!" He slammed his fist down on the arm of his chair for empathis.
"M-milord, your plans never fail." The neko-youkai bowed respectively.
"Indeed. Continue your observations." The low class demon left as Shin sat at his desk, admiring the castle grounds through his window. "This jaganshi better deliver the girl," he growled.
Hiei remained laying on the couch as he heard Keiko talking on the phone. She was agreeing with whoever it was.
"I would be happy to!" Keiko said, cheeriness in her voice. He wanted to hurl with all that happiness surrounding it. It was giving him a headache. "Oh…no, of course not. It's no problem," Keiko said again, not aware of Hiei now standing at the doorway. "Okay. I'll see you then. Okay. Goodbye." Keiko hung up and turned around, putting her hand to her chest, gasping. "Hiei, don't do that. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"What was that about?" he grunted. He watched her head towards the stove, just noticing that she was cooking something.
"Why would you care?" She continued frying the eggs, ignoring him.
"I don't."
Keiko sighed, deciding to play along. "Well, my friend wants me to baby-sit for her. She's going on a trip to America to visit her parents and, well, to make a long story short, she can't bring her daughter because her parents don't want her to."
Hiei glared at her back. "I'm not babysitting."
Keiko turned around and looked at him. "But you have to help! Please?"
"No." Hiei looked away.
"Please?"
"No, you baka girl. I'm not watching some little girl break everything she touches. I don't feel like dealing with another female ningen," he snapped in reply to her begs.
Keiko walked up to him and tried glaring at him. "You will help or you won't get any ice cream," she said, a smirk forming on her face as she saw the surprised expression on his face.
"Don't ever threaten me again." Hiei was somewhat surprised, to say the least. The girl actually dared to threaten him!
Keiko rolled her eyes and walked out of the kitchen, taking that as a yes.
Hiei really didn't feel like being stuck with a little girl but he couldn't refuse. Again, this was going to have to fit into his plan.
(a little while later)
A knock sounded on the door as Keiko finished up washing the dishes while Hiei sat on the windowsill, going into a sort of trance. Keiko opened the door and smiled. "Hello! You're finally here!" The woman laughed as Keiko hugged her, motioning for her to enter. The woman complied, bringing her five-year-old daughter in by the hand.
"I'm so grateful for this Keiko!"
"It's no problem Ami. And how are you Misako?" The girl giggled in response, hiding herself behind her mother.
"Don't worry, she's just a little shy. Don't you remember Keiko?" she asked the little girl. Misako nodded, smiling her innocent smile. "Well I should get going. I'm running late. Thank you again." They hugged one last time and she left, closing the door gently behind her.
Keiko looked down at the girl, trying not to make her too frightened. "Would you like some ice cream?" she asked. The girl nodded. Keiko picked her up and brought her into the kitchen where Hiei was sitting at the table now. Misako walked up to him and stood there, staring at him.
"Why is your face like that?" she asked innocently. Keiko tried to surpress a giggle, but she couldn't help it. Hiei glared at her, trying to refrain from slicing her into bits.
"He always looks mad," Keiko replied, stealing another smirk at Hiei. He gave a scowl in response. Keiko got out two bowls and filled them with vanilla ice cream. She placed them in front of Hiei and Misako. Hiei started eating right away, devouring it like someone was about to steal it.
Misako pouted and looked at Keiko. "I don't like vanilla."
"Oh, well I'm sorry, that's all I have."
Suddenly, Misako stood on her chair, scooped up some ice cream in her hand and threw it at Keiko. "WELL GET ME CHOCOLATE!" the girl screamed, also throwing some at Hiei. Keiko stood there, not knowing what to do. Was she supposed to punish her? Hiei was also just sitting there, looking like he was about to murder. Keiko could almost see the steam pouring out of his ears.
Hiei looked at the girl. 'Shit. I can't kill her. Koenma will not like that. Plus, I may be cold, but I don't kill annoying, innocent (yet devillish), ningen children.' He looked at Keiko and smirked. She was just standing there with her hands up beside her head, shocked.
Keiko also was staring at the girl who had now decided to jump on the table, screaming at the top of her lungs. 'Why that little brat! I should slap her like I do Yusuke. But, no, I can't do that to a little girl. No matter how much I want to.' "Get down from there right now!" Keiko half yelled, waiting for the girl to oblige. That was not the case. Instead, the girl stuck out her tongue and continued to scream. "Fine! I'll get you your chocolate ice cream," Keiko said, cleaning off the ice cream that was currently on her shirt. "First, I have to change." With that, Keiko left and headed upstairs, leaving Hiei with the devil's child.
The girl sat down and looked at Hiei. This was the start of a series of questions. "Why do you wear all black? Why don't you talk? Why do you have a white bandanna? Why are your eyes red? Why do you still have ice cream on your shirt? Why--" She was cut off with Hiei putting his hand on her mouth.
"Do you ever shut up, little girl?" he asked. The girl shook her head in response. He sighed. Why was he doing this? Oh yeah, getting Keiko to trust him. At that point, Keiko walked in, rolling her eyes at the sight.
"I'm leaving for chocolate ice cream. I'll be back in about half an hour. Hiei, please watch her. Just this once?" she asked, pleading with him.
"Only if I get something in return."
"Anything," she said, a little hope in her voice to get away from the little 'angel child.'
"A nap when you get back."
"Arrgh! Fine." She sighed and grabbed her keys, heading out the door.
Realizing that his hand was still on the girl's mouth he removed it, but regretted it instantly when she started singing the Barney Song. He was getting a headache. How was he supposed to shut the girl up? Suddenly, the girl grabbed his hand and started to skip around. Hiei's eyes grew wide as she dragged him into the bathroom, searching for a brush. She found one, sat Hiei on the toilet, put the brush in his hand and sat down in front of him.
"What?" Hiei asked, not quite sure what to do.
"Brush my hair!" Misako said, thinking that was the most natural thing for Hiei to do.
"No." He looked at the top of the girl's head with a look of incredulity.
The girl started crying dramatically until Hiei finally agreed. He hesitantly started dragging the brush down the girl's hair, having never done this before. 'I'm glad that damn kitsune isn't here. He wouldn't let me hear the end of it.' He heard snoring emerging from the girl and he bent forward to see her sleeping. That put her to sleep? He picked her up and placed her on the couch in the living room. 'Damn, this girl's bossy. Wonder where she gets it from.' He returned to eating his ice cream, waiting for Keiko to return so she could deal with the girl.
Author's Note: What did you think? Review please! Tell me what I should do next. Tell me how I should make it more romantic! (dreamy eyes) Oh and I know that Hiei's a little out of character but I have to make him that way. I mean, wouldn't he if it meant getting a little girl to calm down and getting Keiko to trust him? Right so that's why he's just a little out of character.
