Hi, hi!!!!!!!!! I know you miss me sooo much, so I've decided to update! I also have a new system of reveiwer responses.
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Welcome to chapter seven!
The Girl, The God, and The Demons
Chapter Seven: The Crimson Jealousy
"I'm trying, to forget that, I'm a-dic-ted to you...." Diana sung to herself quietly as she moved her head rhythmically to the music blaring from her silver headphones. She felt a tapping sensation and looked up from the magazine that she was reading, entitled "Beckett Dragonballz," and gave the red-headed teen sitting beside her a skeptical look. "I know I'm cute, but could you please not poke me obsessively?" she said sarcastically. A small blush rose on Kurama's pale complexion as she laughed.
"No, it's not that. It's just, we've arrived and I believe my mother is getting a tad impatient." This time it was Diana's turn to blush. Shiori stared at the two teens with contentment, thinking, They're so cute...
"Sorry, Shiori. I kinda zoned-out for a sec. Simple Plan, you know?" The dark-haired women smiled kindly, clearly not understanding at all. Kurama gave a shadow of a smile as he and Diana got out of his mother's shiny red Ford Explorer. Mom doesn't understand. Come to think of it, neither do I, He thought to himself, scratching his red hair, bewildered.
Diana turned her skinny frame around to look confusedly at the teenaged demon. "Hurry it up, dude. You don't wanna be late, do you?" He blinked, disoriented for a second, and jogged next to her, his red shoulder bag beating against his side. "Jeez, Kurama. You're sure out of it. Are you still thinking about...that?" He nodded slowly and she laughed. "Don't worry, if was my first, too." He smiled, with a hint of blush. She doesn't know of my past...He thought gratefully. She smiled, misunderstanding his blush. "Damn, you blush too much."
She looked around for a second and saw Yusuke, Kuwabara, and a very jealous Hiei walking toward them. "See ya, Kurama. Same time, same place?" She winked perversely; Hiei's jealous glare grew into a look of downright hatred. Kurama's small blush grew until his face closely resembled a tomato, much to the other boys' confusion. "Just kidding! Gosh, talk about too sensitive..." she mumbled to herself as she walked her usual way to the front doors, unaware of what she had just done.
Hiei advanced toward Kurama's still blushing figure, anger and jealously radiating from his short body. "You fuckin' traitor! You go and make out with that bitch and then you tell her our secrets! What makes you think we'll let you go unpunished for that!?" Kurama bristled angrily; what gave him the right to insult her?
"Hiei, must you be so blunt? We merely kissed; nothing else. If your obvious jealously blinds you to the truth, then be it on your own head. And she is not a, as you so delicately put it, 'bitch.'" He turned to the two humans, ignoring Hiei's fuming figure. "Forgive me, boys. I must depart for now. You undoubtedly do not understand, but it will be revealed accordingly. To summarize, Hiei is a jealous bastard and Diana is an enchanting girl. Nothing more and nothing less. Good day." With a quick bow, he departed, leaving an angry Hiei in his wake.
Diana stared at her reflection in the mirror of the girls' bathroom, tweaking her light makeup. I wonder...Does Kurama like girls who wear makeup? She heard the loud creak of the bathroom door as she finished and turned abruptly, only to see Keiko and Yukina enter, walking briskly, as if to avoid her gaze. "What, are you too good to look at me? It's because I'm American, isn't it!?" she demanded of the two timid girls, temper getting the best of her.
"No, it's because you are a bad influence. Look at what you've done to Hiei and Shuichi!" Keiko retorted coldly, anger radiating from her hazel eyes. Yukina looked mortified at the brunette's statement.
"No, she didn't mean that! I'm sure it's not your fault! I-We-I'm sorry!" The blue-haired girl apologized profusely, bowing formally. Keiko smacked herself in frustration, leaving a red handprint.
"Idiot! You just ruined my spiteful remark!" She glared fiercely at Yukina, who looked down in immediate shame.
"She's not the idiot, Keiko, you are. You just threw away, like, the best friendship in the entire world! C'mon, Yukina, let's go," Diana snapped angrily, her green eyes glowing vengefully. She generously held the door open for Yukina, who jogged out hurriedly, muttering apologetically. "I'll meet 'cha later, Yukina!"
She then turned to Keiko, intending to fully get her revenge. "You know what, Keiko? I'm so entirely sick of you that it's not even funny. I don't know what's going on with Hiei and Shuichi, but frankly, I don't give a fuck! I honestly don't understand how Yusuke puts up with you. You are a controlling bitch who doesn't know when to leave me the fuck alone! In case you haven't noticed, I like my freedom, and I don't need you to tell me what to do. Ironically, your stupid advice came in handy. I did tell someone my problems, and they were a very consoling council. On the plus side, Kurama is a damn good kisser." Diana walked away, hair swishing. She glimpsed Keiko's shocked expression with a fierce contentment and added, looking at the still-red handprint, "By the way, you might want some cover-up or something." Ah, the power of spite...She thought, relishing in Keiko's mortified face; she didn't carry make-up.
Later that day, as Diana lay on her slightly stained bedspread, listening to Simple Plan and trying to sleep, she heard someone knock on the door. "Come in," she said, not caring who it was. She heard Kurama's voice respond.
"Diana, what are you doing?" She opened one eye to look at the green-eyed boy, still clad in his red school outfit, his hair blending with the fabric. Wow, he is cute...She thought to herself as she noticed the slight outline of muscles on his loose red sleeve. He blushed and Diana realized, also with a blush, that she had been checking him out. Oh, shit...She thought, looking away quickly.
"Trying to put off homework," sounded the American's answer, slightly higher pitched than normal.
"Ah, I see. Well, I believe we have something to talk about," he responded seriously. Diana sat up straight against her light green wall and made direct eye contact with Kurama, her concentration waning as she felt an intense desire to get up and kiss him.
"What?" she said impatiently, trying to deny her feelings. She drummed her fingers impatiently against her polished brown nightstand, awaiting his answer. He gulped from nervousness, threatening to crumble under her stare.
"Well, you see, I....We...." He gulped once more and his throat was oddly dry. Diana stared at him expectantly and he continued. "I....Wanted to say hi!" He finished, and ran out of her room hurriedly. Diana heard his door slam shut and smiled to herself. Stupid boy.......
"Damn! Damn! Damn!" Hiei cursed loudly in his tree as the sun ascended the horizon rapidly. He stared intently at some random leaves and they spontaneously combusted, their charred remains falling to the ground, which was already covered in ash. He looked around the branches nearest him, searching for something to vent his frustration on. He had already burnt most of the leaves, what next? The bark? No, too rough...he thought bitterly, pondering his limited options.
He had a sudden idea and disappeared, reappearing next to Diana's bedroom window. He watched through jealous crimson eyes as she slept peacefully, her radio still playing, its display reading "5:00 Am." The short demon was inside her room in an instant and turned off the radio, as it was bugging him. She stirred and he froze, afraid of being discovered. She then seemed to shrug and fall back into a deep sleep, much to Hiei's relief. He watched her as she breathed deeply, her chest going up and down rhythmically inside of her white bedspread. He walked closer to her still-sleeping figure and looked down at her calm, pale face, freckles shining in the early sunlight. He suddenly felt an urge to lean closer, and could not have resisted if he had wanted to.
Just as his lips were about to touch hers, he heard a door creak and a bright light flooded the dim hallway. He caught a glimpse of Kurama's shadow as he disappeared rapidly, standing just outside of her window, unable, it seemed, to leave.
The pajama-clad, red-haired teenager ventured into Diana's room and noticed that her radio was off. Hiei mentally scolded himself for his carelessness as he heard Kurama's near-silent cursing, directed at him. It just then occurred to him how messed-up the situation was: Kurama, Hiei's one and only friend, was cursing him profusely and he, Hiei, was acting in such a way that even Yoko would've been ashamed (and that's saying something.) All because of Diana. One human girl, one worthless human girl, had caused this entire catastrophe. There is one option...Hiei thought, eyes glowing maniacally, still leaning against the outer wall. Murder!
A/N: That was long! Well, I guess it's better than short... ANYway, I hope you enjoyed it! A little cliff-hanger at the end....