Sweet Dreams Are Made of These:
Summary: They thought the war was over, but they were wrong. Alongside our favorite fire apparition, Kiya will try to overcome depression, furious officials and the everyday life of a teenager. But, who is the demon bent on destroying Kiya? HieiKiya
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Previously:
"Oh my," Koenma managed to gasp as the large figure stepped into the small clearing in which Kurama, Genkai and Koenma stood.
Kurama's eyes widened. "It happened much faster than I had anticipated…" His sentence died on his tongue.
Kurama felt a tug on his pants and looked down to see Koenma cowering behind him, looking up into his green eyes. "Um…yeah….how are we going to explain this to Kiya..?"
Kurama didn't answer…because he had no answer. The kitsune could only look back at the creature that used to be Hiei and sighed again.
All we can do is hope this isn't permanent.
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Chapter 3: Scales, Horns and Fricken Lotion:
A gloved finger ran noiselessly across the front of the small glass tank.
Golden eyes gleamed.
The finger stopped and orbs stared at the magnificent red hawk that was unmoving inside the tank, being suspended in the air by the coma-inducing gases inside.
It was an Elemental hawk. The hawk of fire, to be precise.
The very one that was the famed familiar of the late fire Elemental, Jasaro.
The man- youkai, rather; for his soul was too corrupt to be a ningen's, knew that this bird was once very close to the Elemental of fire, before he had abandoned it to take his place as one of the four rulers of the world.
The youkai also knew that this Elemental familiar shared a special bond with its partner; inside of it was a small piece of its master's ki- their life force…
…their soul.
The piece of ki was indeed miniscule, but it was large enough to extract, control and manipulate.
Why, if one had the knowledge and the technology to, they could even manipulate that piece of ki to a certain point as to where it could be multiplied and altered…
…to the point where an Elemental could be cloned.
And that's exactly what this youkai was intent on doing. Now that the previous Elementals were dead, he could use all four of their familiars to create new Elementals; ones that would obey him, and once they performed the Ritual of Dominance, the world would be theirs- and in turn, his.
Because he would have created the Elementals. He would own them.
"Yukada-sama!" A high pitched voice rang through the large laboratory in which the youkai, Mr. Yukada, stood staring at the red hawk.
"What is it?" His voice was monotonous; only someone who knew him well would have been able to see past his stoic voice and know that he was angry.
"T-the Air and Earth subjects have been apprehended."
Yellow fangs flashed in approval. "Lovely."
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She had forgotten how damn good these things tasted.
The water Elemental choked down her prized morsel while Yusuke and Kuwabara both watched in awed silence.
Kuwabara leant closer to his friend. "Do you think she knows that she has to breathe, too?"
"Doesn't look like it…"
The two continued to stare at the Elemental who sat perched atop the kitchen counter, bending over her beloved cinnamon pop-tart like a rabid wolf over a wounded rabbit.
It was only when Kiya's back heaved and she began to choke wildly that Yusuke and Kuwabara chose to interfere the insane eating frenzy. They both leapt towards the girl; Kuwabara grabbed the half-eaten pop-tart from her hand while Yusuke slapped her back repeatedly, trying to force the piece of pop-tart down her throat.
Kiya hacked and clutched her throat. Her face was bright red by the time she got her coughing under control and she inhaled deeply, trying to regain her lost breath…
…then she saw what Kuwabara had in his hand. The thing he had so innocently taken from Kiya in her time of need….but of course, she didn't see it that way.
"I hope you are aware that if you do not give me back my pop-tart, I will cut something off your body that will make it impossible for you to have children." Her eyes flashed dangerously for the sake of her delicious cinnamon morsel.
"I-I uh….don't think that's such a good idea, Kiya." Kuwabara started hesitantly.
"No?" Before Kuwabara could even yelp, his back had met the floor and his face had met Kiya's palm while from his hand, she snatched her pop-tart.
"Thanks, sucker." With her pop-tart securely in her hand, Kiya stood up, grabbed the pop-tart box from the counter and waltzed out of the kitchen to find a safe place to enjoy her food.
Yusuke, who had watched the entire scene from a safe distance, chuckled while Kuwabara stood back up- but then thought of something.
"Why the hell didn't she just take out a new pop-tart? She had a whole box…"
"She's weird, that's why." Kuwabara mumbled.
"I heard that!" Came a shout from the living room.
Kuwabara's eyes widened and the orange haired teen gulped.
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Perched on her windowsill, Kiya began to munch away at her pop-tart again before a tall shadow fell over her.
Looking up, Kiya was met with the sight of Kurama standing before her, looking a bit more flustered than usual.
She groaned…or made the sound closest to a groan as possible with a mouth full of crumbs.
"Ay?" (translation: Hai?)
"I apologize for interrupting your…snack, but I need you to come with me, please."
Kiya would have protested, but she wasn't so dense as to not notice that something was wrong. Placing her pop-tarts to the side, she stood from her windowsill and followed Kurama when he turned and walked off down the hallway.
Kurama turned the corner and Kiya's eyes shot open when she saw a large blue portal opened before them.
"Where are we going?"
"To Reikai. There's a very important issue that we need your assistance with….You'll understand once you see it for yourself."
"Ookkaayyy," Kiya muttered to herself as she stepped into the Reikai portal behind her red-headed friend.
Immediately after stepping into the portal, Kiya and Kurama were standing in the middle of Koenma's large office…
…where there were about 9 ogres running around, flailing their arms and rambling on in worried tones.
Koenma, in his toddler form, was pacing the room as well, chewing at his pacifier furiously.
"They're here!" An ogre exclaimed once realizing that Kurama and Kiya were in the room.
Immediately, all pacing and ranting ended and all eyes fell upon the short, blue haired girl.
"Oh thank kami-sama…Kiya, come here, quickly." Koenma floated into the air and grabbed Kiya's hand. He began pulling her towards the door.
"Whoa, what the hell's going on?"
"There's no time to explain," Koenma made the doors fly open with a flick of his finger. He pulled Kiya into the hallway. "You just need to….to….Where in the seven hells did he go?" Kiya had never heard Koenma's voice get that high-pitched.
"Who, damn it?"
"You lost him?" Kurama asked incredulously after stepping into the hallway himself. Both he and Koenma looked side to side down the long hallway, then Koenma turned to Kurama, his face flushed with fear.
"H-he was right here!"
"This is not go-" Kurama was cut off by a low growl coming from around the corner down the hallway.
"What the-" Kiya didn't have a change to finish her sentence either, for as soon as she had opened her mouth, loud screams errupted from down the hall, followed 5 or 6 ogres running like hell out of the hall and towards Koenma's office.
"He's back there!" Once of them screamed. "We tried tying him up, but he was too quick! He almost bit Sam!"
"That was not a very wise decision," Kurama mumbled.
Another low growl resonated off the walls and Kiya turned from the crows of ogres now cowering behind Kurama to the large black blur now flying down the hall—who happened to be barreling right towards Kiya.
Kiya thought she had enough time to jump out of the way, but right when…whatever it was… was about 20 feet away, it disappeared.
Everyone was silent for a moment, before Kiya opened her big old mouth and asked, "Where'd it go? Somebody tell me where the hell that thing went…"
"Turn around, Kiya." Kiya did as Kurama instructed her to do and turned around…looked up…
…and screamed her bloody head off. "JESUS FLIPPIN- WHAT THE HELL?"
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One can imagine Kiya's surprise once she turned around to find herself face to face with a 6 foot tall, 11 foot long, red eyed dragon.
"WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A GIAT LIZARD IN THE—"
No, there is no typo. You are not seeing things. Dragon.
"-FUCKING HALLWAY! SOMEONE CALL A FRICKEN EXTERMINATOR!"
Kiya's screams were the only sound in the otherwise deathly silent hallway as everyone (save for the blue-haired screaming banshee) noticed the sudden intense look in the dragon's crimson orbs.
"Fine!" Kiya stepped back a bit and tried to breathe, but began to look around wildly. "I'll kill it myself. Where's the damn fly swapper……" Her shoulders slumped. "Damn….that won't work…alright, who's got a pan? A really, really big…." Kiya's words slowed as her slow conscious finally picked up on something very …familiar…about the creature before her. "…pan……
"Hiei?..." Kiya looked from the 'lizard' to Kurama and Koenma, who in turn just gave her empty smiles. She looked back to the dragon. "…..kick ass…."
While Kiya simply stood and stared at 'Hiei', Koenma turned to glare at the 10 or so ogres cowering behind him (or attempting to- it's not all that easy to hide behind someone who's 2 feet tall…) "Scat! All of you! I don't think any of you want to be spanked!"
Kiya turned to look at Koenma just in time to see many ogres scrambling down the hallway. She had never seen things so ugly run so fast…
"How did this happen?" Kiya looked back at Hiei, but directed her question towards either Kurama or Koenma, since she figured that Hiei couldn't talk…
"To put it simply, the dragon of the darkness flame was never really 'consumed' by Hiei in the Dark Tournament. It has remained alive in his system, waiting for the time to reveal itself and try to gain control over Hiei's body. However, Hiei's willpower was much too strong for the dragon, so while his body changed, it is still Hiei's conscious and spirit."
"Oh, well that's nice to know." Kiya took a hesitant step towards the large dragon, but froze almost immediately.
The dragon's nostrils flared, picking up on some scent in the air, then his eyes widened and he recoiled away from Kiya with a hiss.
"What the hell…Hiei it's me…"
"Oh no…" Kurama murmured. Kiya was about to ask Kurama what he was talking about when a low but very familiar voice spoke harshly into Kiya's mind.
"Stay away from me…"
Kiya's widened eyes flew to the open Jagan on Hiei's forehead and then she knew that Hiei had truly kept control of his new body.
Why? I don't have cooties, Hiei.
"Don't be ridiculous onna." His harsh words stung Kiya- she didn't even know why, he had said much worse things to her in the past. "Go back to Ningenkai, now…"
Not until you tell me why… Kiya crossed her arms.
Because she was too busy arguing with Hiei to notice anything happening around her, she didn't see Kurama and Koenma leave, both going to give her and Hiei privacy and to retrieve something she would need in the near future.
Kiya nearly jumped when the large dragon in front of her growled and for the first time, she noticed how his crimson eyes were swirling with a darkened rustic color. His eyes screamed hunger, possession and desire all at the same time…
…and of course, any person capable of normal thinking would have high tailed it out of there- away from a large dragon that was obviously restraining himself from attacking said person…but unfortunately, Kiya was not one of those 'normal people'.
Hiei was still growling when he backed away a bit more and coiled into a snake-like stance against the wall, his hungry eyes still intently on the blue haired girl before him.
Hiei's back hunched and his top lip curled up and over his dangerous fangs in a feral snarl. Without warning, Hiei's face was in front of Kiya's face and his teeth snapped at her in a dangerous warning before he recoiled his body again, further from her this time.
"…run….NOW!"
Kiya flinched back into a hard chest. Before she had a chance to turn around to see who it was, two strong arms grabbed her upper arms, pulled her backwards into Koenma's office, then left her arms to quickly slam the door shut.
Kiya looked up into Kurama's worried face with wide eyes. "What the hell's gotten into him?"
Kurama sighed in relief once seeing that Kiya was unharmed by Hiei's dangerous actions. He paused before sighing again, "Kiya, you must understand something. Hiei is still…Hiei, but his body is, obviously, no longer his own. Therefore, he will find it increasingly harder to control his certain….desires. In this state, Hiei's senses are heightened, so your scent—your very presence sends him into madness, much more than it had when he was in his normal form. It was hard for him to keep you unharmed in that form, but in this form, he is finding it nearly imposs-" Kurama was cut off by a loud 'BANG' on the office doors.
To her embarrassment, Kiya yelped.
"You see, even now it's happening. If Hiei had truly wanted to, he would have broken through that door and taken you. But, he does not want to harm you, so he is restraining himself. It will get better in a few hours, but not by much."
"Wait…if he could come through that door whenever he wanted…then why the hell am I still here?"
"Because your presence will help Hiei, believe it or not. Having you here will quicken the hunger state that he is currently in. With you being around him so much, he should be somewhat better by tonight-"
"Which is when we will need you to do something very important for Hiei…" Koenma's voice explained as the tiny ruler 'popped' into the room. Kiya was too worried to be surprised by the loud entry.
Koenma held out his small hand to reveal a medium sized porcelain bottle. "This bottle in filled with a very powerful solution made from the Gengai plant of makai. The lotion, when spread over Hiei's body, will prevent any permanent form change. As long as you apply this to his scales every night, he will not be a dragon forever. It is imperative that you don't screw this up, Kiya.."
"I'm flattered by your confidence in me, Koenma….Wait a minute, why the hell do I have to do it? Won't he…like…eat me or something?'
"Like I told you before, his desires for you are stronger now, but not so strong as to eat you."
"Yeah, he'll probably just want to taste a bit of your blood or something…." Koenma's voice fell once receiving a quick and disapproving look from Kurama.
Kiya gulped.
Risk getting eaten by a crazy, out of control dragon…..or have to live with that crazy, out of control dragon for the rest of her life…
Decisions. Decisions.
Kiya groaned loudly. She had to do it. Hiei would murder anyone else if they tried to do it. Oh the things she did for that damned apparition…..that incredibly sexy apparition…
Damn it Kiya! Now's not the time to be perverted!
Heh…sorry.
She snatched the bottle from Koenma's hand angrily then stared at its white contours.
She was screwed.
"Shit." She plopped down onto the floor and placed her chin in her free hand. Now, all she had to do was wait until her psycho dragon fell asleep until she would journey into hell.
Hopefully, the devil would stay asleep...
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-Kendra a.k.a. Toxic Mist
Don't knock on death's door…ring his doorbell and run, he hates that.