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Sorry for that mishap... this is part 3 and yea... hope you like it and review!

CHAPTER 3: The American Embassy

Last time...

With that he stormed out of the palace and waiting on the steps was by far, his worst enemy.

Mukuro and Yomi stood before him and to his horror a small child was standing next to them.

Both looked surprised to see a boy they thought to be dead, alive.

"Hiei? I thought you were dead. What are you doing here?"

Not even bothering to answer his former wife, he punched Yomi hard causing him to fall back. He would have continued to beat him but others pulled him off. He starred at Mukuro then ran off. Hiei ran into the nearby park and approached a wooden bench. He knelt down and laid his forehead onto it.

After a few minutes a man walked up and sat down on the same bench next to Hiei.

"Wanna talk about it?"

"No."

"I can help." He paused trying to think of something convincing to say. "It might make you feel better if you—"

"If I tell you will you leave?"

"…maybe"

"My life is ruined."

"How so?"

"My wife left me about two years ago and now she has shown back up with her husband and a child!"

"Wow…that's gotta hurt. I know because I've had that happen before." He paused recalling the memory. "I moved over here with her for five long years and one day she picks up and leaves me for some Japanese guy. Can you believe that?"

Hiei remained silent and so the man continued.

"Oh by the way, my name is Terry."

Hiei looked up and saw that the man wasn't Japanese, but American.

"It's Hiei."

"So you're Japanese, huh. I would say that you must be talented, speaking such fine english."

Hiei realized that the conversation they were having was in english.

"Why did you come over here?"

"To save and help another poor soul. That's what I do now since I have no home."

He paused just enough to point to a woman across the park.

"I just helped her and kept her from killing herself. Did I do the same for you?"

"I wasn't planning on committing suicide. Instead I plan on getting revenge on Yomi for stealing my wife."

Silence fell over both men so only the birds and the wind blowing through the trees spoke. Hiei started to get very drowsy and blacked out, a side effect of moving so much after just being dead a little over 24 hours ago.

Terry looked down at the small boy he had just met and decided he couldn't just leave him here.

"I met this boy in the park and we discussed his problems."

Terry spoke to a small group of five people. In the mean time Hiei had just woken and turned over, when he saw the group, he immediately sat up.

"Great timing Hiei, I was just talking about you. I was wondering if you could tell us how you got that huge wound on your side."

"Where am I?"

"You're at the American Embassy, safe and sound. Now please, if you will."

"Why"

"I really would like to know."

Hiei sighed and figured the guy would leave if he explained what happened. "A demon went crazy and attacked me because I wouldn't get up and tend to the council."

Terry wanted more, Hiei could tell from his expression.

"He was threatening Mukuro and I wouldn't let him hurt her, so he beat me. He had previously been a human but now he is a demon because of a damned curse."

"You were a demon before, right?"

"Yea, and so he easily threw me around then he got tired and was trying to eat me. He took a bite from my arms first and then my side."

Hiei got up and pointed at the three wounds the old woman had sewn up before bringing him back. The group of people grimaced at the gruesome sight.

"Alright, Hiei would you like to join our tour? Of course you will need to put on a shirt, I can't have you showing that horrible sight to everyone here. Americans just visiting might get the impression that Japanese people are um..." he paused trying to think of the right word, "...barbaric."

Before Hiei could answer his question, Terry called for a secretary to bring an extra small shirt. She brought one back and gave it to Hiei. He put it on and the shirt was still baggy on him. The shirt was maroon with dark blue trimming it also had words in the middle.

"What does it say?"

"You can speak english but not read it?"

Terry looked at Hiei with amusement as he shook his head.

"Lets see…it says…'Old Navy, NY 94 SF, Trademark'" he finished reading the Old Navy logo and motioned towards the door. "Ok. Lets get moving."

The tour group walked out into the hall with Hiei trailing behind. Terry went into a multitude of rooms and explained their importance.

Thats it for the 3rd chapter. Hoped you like it and dont forget to review.

Also just to take into note Hiei and the rest are speaking Japanese to each other but while he is at the american embassy or speaking to someone American then he is speaking english. Is that too confusing? I hope not!

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