Heiki stood over her. They'd ended up in the living room. She hadn't stopped struggling like he'd suggested, but her body had worn out easily. The cold hadn't helped. He knelt down next to her.
"You won't die. Not yet." He kissed her cheek and more crystals spread over her face. He smiled at his work. There was ice over most of her body. He walked to the door and opened it. He put his hand on the wall and ice covered the room. He smirked and left, locking the door behind him.
…: Elsewhere :…
Hiei came through the portal and thought about going back to Kurama's to see if she'd called. Then he felt something. She was hurt. She'd been calling for help. He could hear the echoes of her telepathic cries.
"Shit."
…: The Apartment :…
Hiei threw the door open, breaking the lock. Damn, it was cold. The coffee cup he'd left almost full was on the floor in front of him. He picked it up. She had finsihed it. He looked around and didn't see her. He walked over to the couch and saw her on the other side.
Her eyes were closed. She wasn't moving
He thought she was dead. He rushed to her side and put his ear to her chest. Her heart was beating and she was still breathing, but barely. He picked her up and took her into her room. All the walls were iced over. He held her close to himself trying to warm her up.
She opened her eyes. "…Hiei?"
"Yeah."
She looked up at him.
"What?"
"I want a new body guard…" Her voice was quiet.
He looked down at her. "Why?"
"I…" She closed her eyes.
"What?"
She opened them a little and looked down at the frozen blanket and a tear rolled down the side of her nose. "I hate you..."
"…Why?"
"After you left…"
"You told me to leave."
"He raped me! You let him rape me!"
He looked at her. "He…"
"I called for you. Over and over again...You ignored me…"
"I didn't ignore you. I—"
"Just shut up…"
He put his hand on her shoulder. She flinched. "I'll take you to Yusuke's…" He picked her up. She was limp in his arms. Her body was worn out. She couldn't move.
"Is there a bathtub there?"
"I think so…"
…: Yusuke's :…
Hiei opened the window to the bedroom Yusuke shared with his sister, Chinmoku. He laid Unmei down on Chinmoku's bed.
"Is this okay?"
She nodded a little and he went out into the living room.
Yusuke was on the couch playing video games. Hiei walked over to the couch. Yusuke didn't notice until Hiei spoke.
"I put Unmei in your sister's bed."
Yusuke jumped and his video game character died. KO flashed on the screen. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm not repeating myself."
"I heard what you said. Would you tell me why?"
"She doesn't want me to be her guard anymore."
"Why not?"
"Long story. Don't ask her about it."
"Uh… Okay…"
Hiei sat on the couch.
"So why're you still here? If she's that mad at you…"
"I'm waiting till she goes to sleep."
"What're you gonna do?"
"Try to warm her up a little. She's freezing."
Yusuke nodded. "Just don't warm her up too much, if you know what I mean. Not in Chinmoku's bed anyway."
"Why not? She doesn't sleep in it very much does she?"
"Uh… I dunno…"
"I get the feeling she spends more time in Kurama's bed than her own."
Yusuke's eyes grew large. "What?"
"She was in his bedroom at five in thismorning."
Yusuke got up. "I'll be back later." He ran out of the house and down the street.
…: Later :…
Hiei sat next to her. He was watching her sleep. They were going to fight when she woke up, but he wanted to be with her. He wanted to tell her that he hadn't ignored her, that he couldn't hear her thoughts when they were in different worlds. He wanted to tell her he was sorry. He wanted her to love him.
There were still ice crystals on her face. He put his hand on her cheek and melted them away. She opened her eyes and glared at him.
"I want to talk to you," he said.
"Go to hell."
"I didn't ignore you."
She turned to face the wall. He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back. She winced.
"Listen to me. I didn't ignore you."
"Then why didn't you come!"
"I went to Makai… I couldn't hear you."
"It's still your fault…"
"Why? You're the one who told me to leave."
"So it's my fault!"
"I didn't say that."
"Yes you did!"
"Calm down."
"No! I'm not going to calm down!" She sat up and started to get up. He held her in place.
"You're not going anywhere. Now, why is it my fault?"
"Because you kissed me…"
"I didn't think you'd react like that."
"I didn't think you'd hit me."
"You hit me first."
"Because you kissed me!"
"So?"
"You're just as arrogant as ever. You just assumed that I—"
"No. I was hoping."
"I need to take a shower…"
He looked into her eyes.
"Stop looking at me like that," she said.
"Like what?"
"Like you're trying to read my mind. I've got it blocked."
"I'll go run you a bath. Hot water, right?"
"Yeah…"
He went into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. He came back into the room and sat by her. She was holding one of her thighs.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"It hurts… nothing too bad I'm sure…"
He grabbed her boxers and started to pull them down. She grabbed them and looked at him.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking at your leg."
"I said it was fine."
"You have a tendency to downplay your injuries."
She held them in place. He pulled harder. A seam ripped and split open. She glared at him.
"Stop fighting me," he said.
She let go and he pulled them off. Her panties were gone. He looked up at her. Her eyes were closed. He looked down at her thighs. They were bruised and freezing cold. He pulled the boxers back up over her hips.
"Your bath should be done running by now... Or close to it.Go warm up."
She glared at him a little again, got up, and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.