The next morning Unmei woke up stretched her arms, giving a small yawn. She walked into the small bathroom and pealed off the clothes she'd slept in, stepped into the shower and turned on the water, adjusting the temperature to her liking. She lathered soap over her body, ridding herself of the sweat and fear she'd had stuck to her all night. After a while of her scrubbing and rinsing she turned off the water and grabbed a towel. She bent over and wrapped the towel around her long hair and stood back up, flipping the end of the towel back. She pulled another towel into the shower and quickly wiped the water from her body, then wrapped it around herself.

She walked out into the bedroom like this, her feet still a little wet. She found some bandages and wrapped them around her arm the way she'd had them the day before, covering it. She pulled a brush through her wet hair, looking at it, almost two decimeters shorter than what it'd been just a few weeks ago, but still fairly long.

…: flashback :…

Chinmoku, one of her friends, one of her closest friends, sat behind her, gently running a comb through her hair.

"I think it can be saved…" she said as she looked at Unmei's torn hair.

"I don't care if it has to be shaved… not anymore…" Unmei said, her voice small, weak, and beaten.

"I'll take off… one and a half maybe two decimeters."

"Okay…"

Both the girls had been through something awful, been betrayed. Chinmoku had decided to cut Unmei's hair for her before she left. She'd leave Unmei behind for a while, some one had decided. Her own father. He didn't believe either one when they'd said Unmei had nothing to do with it, the rebellion or the murders, but he'd believed Chinmoku was innocent without asking.

…: end flashback :…

She shook her head; sending water flying at the walls and furniture, then pulled the brush through it again. She sighed and looked at herself through the wet mirror. "I don't want to do anything… I want to go to sleep again, just sleep through the day... and maybe—"

The door opened and Hiei stepped in her room.

"What do you want?" she asked.

He sat on the edge of her bed. "Nothing, but apparently I'm your new body guard."

"Heiki was joking when he—"

"I know. Koenma assigned me this job. Your father doesn't think you can take care of yourself."

"Shut up and get the hell out of my room," she said, holding the towel a little closer around herself.

He nodded, annoyed, and walked over to the door. "Tell me when I can come back in." He stepped back into the hallway and closed the door behind him.

She took her time pulling on her clothes and as soon as she finished, opened up the window and jumped down, out of it, onto the ground. "I hate it here… but it can't be worse than… Well… I guess it can…He's back… They're probably all here…"

"Why are you talking to yourself?" Hiei asked, standing behind her.

"Damn it, leave me alone!"

"Would you have liked me to leave you alone last night?"

"Shut up."

"Hn." He followed her into the forest.

She turned and looked at him, glaring. "Can I not have a while to myself?"

"No." He watched as she gave up on finding time alone and started walking back to the house, where at least she could be annoyed inside, where it was warm.

In front of her, when she turned around, stood Heiki, smirking. "Hey babe."

Hiei unsheathed his katana. "Get out of the way."

She threw a glare at Hiei, and was grabbed by Heiki. She shoved her elbow back into his stomach and tossed her head back, hitting his chin. She stomped on one of his feet and with her other leg, kicked backwards, landing the heel of her foot right between his legs, managing to break out of his hold and stumble a few feet away. Hiei grabbed her and shoved her behind him.

Heiki took out a sword of his own and a flail. He swung the flail to get it going, preparing to swing its spiked ball at Hiei. Hiei only stood there, watching him. Heiki flung the spinning ball at Hiei who jumped up quickly and sliced the chain apart, glancing behind him to make sure Unmei had gotten out of the way of the ball. Now Heiki just had his sword. Hiei turned his back; he was certain Heiki would leave now, after what'd happened the night before. He hadn't sheathed his sword quite yet when he saw Unmei's face get a terrified look, then everything went black and he fell.

…:Later that Night:…

"You're an arrogant little bastard," were the first words Hiei heard. It was defiantly Unmei. She thought he was still asleep. He didn't open his eyes.

"Hn. What happened?"

"You're awake?" she asked when he opened his eyes.

His eyes widened a bit when he saw he was in her bed and she was sitting on it next to him in her pajamas, but returned to normal in a flash.

"You're an arrogant little asshole and you almost got us both killed. I saved you. Aren't you supposed to be protecting me?"

"Hn."

"If you don't mind, it's getting late, I've been babysitting you all day, and I'd like to get some sleep now that you're awake."

He scooted over on the bed a few feet. She looked at him, she'd wanted him to get off the bed entirely, and he wanted to share it?

"I'm serious."

"So am I, I'm not getting up."

"Then I'll sleep in another room."

"No, you won't," he said and he grabbed her still bandaged arm and pulled her onto the bed. "I can watch you here."

She pulled her arm away. "A guard who can't get up is no good, what's the point of—"

"Shut up and sleep," He said, pulling her down on the bed again.

"Fine," she mumbled. She pulled away from him again and turned so her back was facing him.