AHHH! DANG IT! I haven't updated in how long? Man…I'm pathetic…. Either I was busy with summer school or I was REALLY lazy…. It's mostly the lazy part…. Ahh man, and this chapter is really crappy too…oh well…here goes my crappy chapter!
"Why are you here?" he asked monotonously.
Why are you here? Those words pierced her heart. Her eyes had begun to water as his words echoed through her ears. Why are you here? She looked away, remembering the pain he had already put her through. She slightly trembled as if it became too much for her. She looked back at him after successfully holding back the tears and smiled. "I just felt that . . . I should come back after all these years," she answered.
He stared back disapprovingly, as he always did at everything she would say. "At least get that hand bandaged properly before you to go sleep."
She nodded in approval. (AN: here comes the crappy part. --) "I . . . I will. Good night. Thanks . . . for caring." She whispered the last sentence as quietly as she could, hoping that he hadn't heard.
"What? What did you just say?"
"Nothing, it was nothing."
He didn't believe her and she knew it, but she did know he had heard, yet she didn't know why she said it or why he asked if she did. (AN: sry I even confused myself there when writing this chapter.) "Hurry up and get to sleep." He turned and walked out of the room.
"Good night Hiei," she said as a tear fell from her eyes. She wiped it away. It was too hard to deal with him. She held back the urge to run after him and let him know how he was ripping her apart. She absentmindedly sat at the counter and stared at her hand wrapped in blood-stained paper napkins. "I can't bring myself to tell you how I feel."
Yukina leaned against the wall in the hallway next to the kitchen entrance. 'Hiei-kun still loves her, but he bring himself to say it. Kasumi-chan is the same way as well. Why must they be so stubborn?' She walked back to her room while Kasumi now slept sitting at the counter.
Bright light flooded the kitchen as Kasumi squinted her eyes because of it. She yawned and stretched her arms. Her wounded hand throbbed with every beat of her heart. She slowly got up and walked out into the hallway, yet she nearly tripped on Genkai while rubbing her eyes.
"Oh my gosh, Genkai. I'm so sorry!"
"Dimwit. Walking around wounded and not even paying attention. I guess you never really cared what happened to yourself. You haven't changed a bit, Kasumi," Genkai replied firmly.
"I'm sorry. I'm still spacey after all these years."
"And sneaking your stuff in last week was pathetic. Although I didn't notice it until the day after."
"Again, sorry. My mind's never in the right place. I've always been lost."
"Now explain yourself while I look at your hand."
"Okay, it's been a long time since we've had a nice conversation."
While Genkai healed Kasumi's injured hand, Kasumi told her about the past 5 miserable years of her life. Kasumi didn't like to have to basically explain herself again, but there was nothing else to do really. "And that's basically it. And here I am telling my story to you of how pathetic I am for running and my worthless 5 years that I even worked hard at," Kasumi ended.
"And Mizaru?" asked Genkai.
"Mizaru? She umm . . . " Kasumi trailed off into silence looking away.
"Hmm . . . go on and get breakfast for yourself."
"Thank you Genkai." Kasumi smiled and bowed before leaving for the kitchen.
"Hasn't changed one bit," said Genkai, smiling.
Yukina walked into the kitchen to find Kasumi eating a bowl of cereal hastily. Kasumi looked up and smiled. Naoko walked in and greeted them both while walking to the refrigerator. Izumi soon followed, eyes half closed, and tripped over her own feet. "I'm hungry," she said. Kurama walked in, greeted everyone, and proceeded to kiss Naoko as some sort of morning greeting. Izumi whispered, "They're always doing that. I don't get it either." to Kasumi. Kuwabara and Yusuke apparently raced each other to the kitchen and almost ran over Keiko and Shizuru. Everyone sat down to eat breakfast and began having multiple conversations at once. Kasumi had forgotten how it was like everyday at Genkai's temple. Ten minutes later Hiei walked into the room, only to find everyone silent and staring at him.
"Since when did you get back!" yelled Yusuke.
"Last night," Hiei replied.
"But you said you were gonna be out a couple of days! One day isn't a couple of days!" said Naoko frantically. She, like the rest of them, had remembered Kasumi was in the room as well.
Izumi fake yawned and said, "I'm tired. Time for bed!" in hopes that Hiei wouldn't notice Kasumi, who was now under the table after being pushed down by Kuwabara.
Yusuke smacked Izumi on the head and whispered, "It's freakin' morning, not nighttime!"
"Oops. . . ." said Izumi, grinning from ear to ear. "I was joking."
Naoko put her head in her hands and began shaking it. "What an idiot!"
"If you're trying to hide her from me it's not working. Besides, I saw her last night," replied Hiei. Everyone either had their jaw drop or their eyes widen.
"Okay, hide and seek . . . not fun . . . especially under the table where you barely have air!" said Kasumi after squeezing through underneath the table to get out. She walked out the doorway, pretending not to notice Hiei standing there.
Kasumi stormed angrily to her room and slammed the door as quietly as she could. She grabbed the blood-red pendant and put it on. "MIZARU!"
"Gosh! What?" replied a voice in her head.
"This. Is. Your. Damn. Fault."
"Someone's pissy this morning."
"This is not a joke. If you hadn't gone on and killed Mukuro everything would be fine!"
"Fine! FINE! Reality check! It's not my goddamn fault that someone's fuckin' weak and can't take care of herself! If you died, I would cease to exist!"
"And how exactly would I have died! TELL ME!"
"Because she was after you! She wanted the pendant! Geez . . ."
"Well it wasn't my fault that they chose such a weak being to keep this piece of shit and have to deal with you!"
Flashback
A small child lay in her crib, sound asleep. Downstairs in the living room sat the child's parents and two visitors, all in deep conversation.
"What's going on here!" yelled the child's father.
"Your child has been chosen," (AN: yes I know really pathetic…just go along w/ it…please?) answered one of the two darkly clad visitors. He pulled back his hood to reveal his face. The other followed suit. Their grey eyes showed great wisdom that one could only have if they lived to be . . . say . . . a couple millennia. They did look very young though.
"I don't understand this!" yelled the child's father again.
The other individual dug deep into his cloak pocket and pulled out a cloth. He unwrapped the cloth and revealed a blood-red pendant. The child's parents sat in disbelief. The individual hastily wrapped the pendant back in the cloth.
"Now do you understand!" (AN: I'll call the first individual 'angry' and the other one 'cold') the angry individual said firmly.
"B-but how? Why must the keepers of the pendants be chosen now?" the child's mother asked frantically.
"There is a threat to steal the pendants. A much dangerous threat."
"Then why can you not protect them!"
"Did you not hear me! A much dangerous threat!"
"I'm sure you know the story behind the pendants," the cold individual intervened. His voice was much colder but less angry compared to the other individuals. "If the power of the demon creators of the pendants fall into the hands of this threat. . . . You must protect your child and the pendant with your lives."
"This would not be happening if those demon creators didn't have their soul and power in a pendant so that they could live again. Don't you see?" the father pointed to the cloth. 'The pendants will take control of the keepers so that they can have bodies to live in!"
"You will not disrespect –" the angry one said while getting to his feet.
"Will you protect your child and the pendant?" the cold one asked, holding the other one back.
"Yes, we will. Kasumi will be happy with her new friend," answered the mother calmly.
"Thank you," the cold one said while handing the cloth to the mother.
The visitors left and now the parents stood next to their child's crib. Her mother unfolded the cloth, took the pendant, and placed it in her child's little hand as she lay asleep. "Good night, Kasumi."
END Flashback
"Fine. Don't talk to me. Hell, I won't be there even when you need me," yelled Mizaru.
"Good! I don't need to talk to you. I don't need you to keep me alive!"
Kasumi looked outside through the doors that led to a porch. She walked out onto the porch and onto the grass towards the forest. She could hear the voices of her friends training on the other side of the temple. It was always calm to walk through the forest by herself. She just liked being alone for a while, although it might seem depressing. It gave her a chance to think rather than be locked up in a room or walking down crowded areas. She walked on for a couple of more yards until stopping to sit on a rock and just watch the sunlight come through the trees. No cars or loud music, no people talking, just the sound of the wind and some birds chirping.
She had forgotten this feeling of peacefulness. For five years she had been surrounded by noise and constant thoughts of loneliness. Now, she just let it all drift away; she would love to lose herself in this place.
"Hey, what do you think Kasumi's doing right now?" asked Kuwabara while everyone sat down to take a rest.
"I don't know. All I know is that the next couple of days will be awkward with Hiei back," replied Yusuke, who now lay on the ground.
"Ahh . . . knowing her she's probably really pissed. She's too angry," answered Naoko.
"Nope. Probably getting herself lost in the forest. She always says it calms her down. I don't get her sometimes," said Izumi.
"Hey, Kurama. Why don't you tell Hiei to get out of here so that Kasumi's back to normal. She's scary when she's not," said Kuwabara.
"Hmm . . . it's not that easy. Hiei doesn't listen to me that much," answered Kurama.
"Oh . . . good point. Hiei's the most stubborn person in the world," replied Kuwabara.
"Which one?" asked Izumi.
"What do you mean which one?"
"There arethree worlds, you baka."
"Oh . . . I forgot."
"Ahh . . . don't worry. Worse thing that can happen is . . . what is the worse thing that can happen with those two?" said Naoko.
"Good question," answered Yusuke. "I just hope that nothing bad happens."
"What do you want?" said Kasumi firmly without opening her eyes. More like without moving at all.
"You never answered my question," replied Hiei.
"Fine. Because I couldn't take living my fucked up life by myself. I just don't understand why you're here."
"That's none of your business."
"Oh? So you're not here to find out who killed Mukuro? What will you do then? When you find them."
No reply. Kasumi opened her eyes. Still no reply. She smiled. "You don't know do you?"
"I'll kill them."
"That took you a while. You don't seem sure of yourself."
"Hn."
"Revenge won't help you at all."
"Hn. What about you? Don't you want revenge?"
Kasumi's eyes watered. Her entire family . . . gone. The only ones she had were here. But they didn't know about all of them? "I . . . don't . . . know. . . . Killing others won't being them back. You should know that."
"I thought of all beings you would want revenge as well."
"I'm not you." She turned to face him. "I'll never be you. So why don't you just go on and find whoever killed that bitch because I'm sure that's your only priority."
"That is not my priority."
"Oh? And what it then?"
"I don't know."
"Now you seem sure of yourself. Now if you don't mind I'll go so that you don't screw up my life even more." With that Kasumi got up and left. Her time of peace cut short by one that once brought her peace.