Demons must be some bad joke of a crazy goddess
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We searched all over the following day after my brother.
Later he told me in a low and hurt voice what happened to him into the following days after he snapped a little and broke out on a mad run.
And the beginning of the following days after their mad behave against him wasn't, to say it much more harmless as it must have been to Kazu, very nice!
Chapter seven
On the run
Kazuma looked back to the window of his sister's room.
He knew she would be frantic when he was not to be finding in the morning but the tall youth found it would be better for the moment if he simply vanished. Ever since Yusuke, Genkai, Botan and he had left the two heat driven yokai into Koenmas care, the young human had known that someday they would be released from the demi gods hold again. That meant for Kazuma, they would be surely after him again. Against the others meaning of the situation the young man knew it better as to believe the entire meaning of the others of that it was finished with the end of their heats!
Hell, he grow up with seeing ghosts all the time and lived along these two fare too long to believe any longer in Koenmas fairy tales!
It was him who have seen into Hiei's and Kuramas eyes when they where with him, and not the tiny godling. Kazuma shuddered slightly not from a breeze, more from a foreboding feeling of doom and dread, something went wrong!
He could not tell exactly what or who or why but the young spirit user knew his prophesy gifts too well to ignore them for one time only.
Something was going very the wrong way and Kazuma wanted to be as fare as possible away from it when it before it found him!
Or to be more precise, before he found him.
On his silent way to Yusukes house the psychic felt suddenly a warning sensation run up and down his spine just before he could see from the street in one of Yusukes windows that lay in frond of him first floor of the house the youth now inhabited a apartment in.
He saw red strands of brightly coloured long hair and a flash of emerald eyes shortly gazing out in the darkness before two curtains where closed from a pale figure inside that was suddenly drawn inside and behind the now nearly closed curtains, from two slightly darker toned arms around its midsection.
And said arms seems to glide deeper and out of sight every second, Kazuma suddenly didn't wanted to know what the hell his youth time friend was doing inside of his bedroom with an equally naked red haired Kitsune, called Kurama!
Shuddering again he realised quickly that the two must have been set free earlier as expected and that meant also that a certain fire demon called Hiei was also out there!
"Shit!"
Was all that was to hear before the young man darted in the next street on his top speed and as fast away as possible from the house of his friend.
As it seem, Yusuke had fallen into Kuramas hold somehow, Kazuma doubt it greately that the former number one detective really knew that Kitsune mate for live! Meanwhile running he thought about this new little fact more closely, avoiding on his way out of town to Genkai the people in his way constantly.
The psychic only hoped the old lady would know what he could do now; suddenly Kazuma stopped his mad run, what was that?
The youth panted heavily, in his i9nner eyesight Kazuma could see a shadow waiting at the entrance of the temple grounds with his face in the shadows, Hiei.
It made sense to Kazuma; he was predictable for the demon somehow. Genkai was the only one who would know a way to stop any further move from the fire apparition on him and so he would and was only minutes ago on his way to her in Hiei's opinion to ask for it.
With flaring limps and heavy breathing the youth tried to sort out what he could do now, it must be something the demon needed longer to find out and had to be fare away as possible from the yokai.
I need time to think!
The only thing that found its way into Kazumas mind was the place he was brought to from Botan before, it was the last place the short demon would thought of for the now and Kazuma would have the time to think he needed so badly.
With that in his mind the young man run again but into a different direction as before.
Two hours later a train stopped at a lone train station in the middle of the night. Its only passenger for the turn was at this unholy time a young carrot top called Kazuma Kuwabara. The young man left the vehicle with shaky legs, he hated trains since ever! The never ending shacking and all the loud noises drove him every time near to insanity since he has been a child.
After a few seconds of calming down, the younger of the Kuwabara siblings went to the frail looking path that lead outside of the town and went back on his way.
All the way into the mountains and to the house he thought again and again about all the past events with the demon he ever had. His realisation from before made it now easy for Kazuma to understand what must have went through Hiei's mind all the time. He was that deep in thought that Kazuma missed the warning tingling feeling barely that tried to warn the youth from the sudden appearing car right in his way.
The sound of loud crying wheels was heard in the attempt from the much to fast driver before the vehicle hit the startled young man and throw him several metres through the thin cold autumn's air. His body hit a tree with a disturbing sound, the last thing Kazuma heard was a loudly muttered curse and screeching wheels as the driver feed the scene with speed.
Then everything went black before the eyes of the boy.
It was near midday when Kazuma awoke again from a sharp pain in his back.
His neck also hurt as hell from the crash with the car, he couldn't move his legs properly the youth found out very fast.
And to make it worse he could feel that he had a slightly bleeding wound on his site. He hunk his head with a painfully moan. Even to breathe hurts, Kazuma thought. Slowly he managed it to sit up without to fall back into unconscious again, but his attempts to stay awake where frail, he was too much injured. When he woke up again the bleeding had stopped barely but his entire body felt numb from the pain and something the young man feared even more, cold!
It was too cold!
Suddenly a few snowflakes in his view got Kazumas entire attention, it was snowing!
Now the teen was terrified, he would not stand a chance against this whether in his momentary condition. The red haired young man led a heavy sight escape his lips, he felt as frozen as never before!
A painful cry escaped Kazuma when he tried to stand up and move back into the direction of the small town, he broke back down to his former falling place and whined in his pain. He would never make it alive back to there Kazuma realised and he would here probably found first in the next spring! It was too secluded here; no way would that someone go here before it was spring again!
He lost his awareness again.
The next time he was woken from a cold and frozen feeling that numbed his pain out. Thankful that this was numbing his pain for now Kazuma avoided thinking any longer.
All he wanted was to sleep at the moment to sink back into this comforting black void and his dreams, he knew he was about to die, but it did not matter for the boy any longer, he was too fare away for that now.
Suddenly his senses touched something fare away from his position.
What it was exactly was not clear to the weakening human man but it soothed him somehow.
Then his awareness left the ningen quickly.
A heavy layer of snow lay upon him when he awoke the next time; somehow the thick snow blanked had warmed him a little. Groaning the human tried to stand up again. This time he managed it somehow to do it and after Kazuma had regained his breath he made slowly his way to the house he was originally on his way to.
Why he was alive and could even walk, or what ever you would call it, was a miracle to the human boy.
At this rate Kazuma saw for the first time the faint bluish glow coming from the strange binding on his arm.
Sudden realise of what must have saved him from being frozen to death hit the human hard and after some moments of wondering he slowly made his way to the house.
His pain had subsided to a level he could stand now but the bleeding wound hat opened again and was slowly weakening the ningen more as before. Kazuma knew that even his fast and not normal healing powers would not be enough for him this time, he needed serious help!
A while later he stumbled through the thankfully open standing door and closed the same one with great effort behind his tired frame, Kazuma was about to break. He knew the only person who could he reach in his state was the owner of the same binding that has saved his live last night. It was also the person in the first place he has originally wanted to escape from!
Hiei…
So what to do? Koenma, Kazuma never could reach even if he tried it with his entire psychic powers, his sister was too fare away and for Genkai was it the same.
Yusuke had no abilities in this and Kurama also, so the only person left who could help him now was the very same person he feared the most at the moment.
With a heavy groan Kazuma buried his head in his blood covered hands and tried to recover a proper breathing rhythm before he wanted to try to stand up again.
But his body betrayed him once again and he fell into another unconscious right where he sat.
Outside of the small house it began again to snow silently, slowly covered the snow any traces of the young man that he had left.
A hunter, who was on his way home near to his first falling spot, was outside without his wounded dog today. He stopped for a moment from a sudden chilling feeling before he went back home.
He never saw the faint traces of blood that the softly falling snow slowly covered. After a while, there where no longer a single trace to be found, that somebody had been here before.
Would I have known that my beloved little brother was that much in trouble, I would have gone after him in an instant! But I only had a slight bad feeling about him that I shrugged of with the thought one of the two idiots must have caught him and that he was now probably cursing the hell out of them. What a moron I was!
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