Wow! Hello readers, my name is Jin Takia. This is my first story on this website, I feel so proud sniffles Well a litlte bit about me self? Ah...I liek aniem obviously, and I LOVE Jin. He's ADORABLE hugs Jin plushie Wait..this is my own fictional story, I can do what I want. I'll fucking hug Jin himself! Glomps Jin
Yes my friends, this is in fact a yaoi story between Jin and Hiei, I must say it is quite difficult to get these two together. If you find gay relationships, swearing, alcohol, self-torture, and sexual content offending please leave now. If not, please enjoy. No flames, but I'll take criticism just fine. I'll appreciate you trying to help out. But I don't need a message saying; " YOU SUCK!" So please keep your bad little comments to yourselves and maybe our fucking world wouldn't suck so much.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yuyu Hakusho or any of the characters from YuYu Hakusho, which sucks ass.
Chapter One
It was a cold winter breeze in the Ice realm. Deep in the thick forest a young girl with mint green hair and red ruby eyes. The eyes of her father, they were quite beautiful one would say. And as the young Ice maiden played in the snow with her animal friends, whose furry coats allowed them to stay with the girl, an unknown watcher stayed high above the trees watching her. " Yukina…"
Hiei woke with a startled reaction to his dream. He looked around the cold hard ground of which he fell asleep on; black tear gems were everywhere. He normally found these whenever he dreamed of his sister. To imagine how it must feel just to have her hold him, how warm and safe he would feel. But those are just dreams, he thought as he picked up a small gem. It soon broke into ashes almost instantly. His gems were similar to yukina's, made in the same way and looked for by millions. But his were considered worthless, the really were. They were nothing but ashes; his tainted heart made so. So why did Demons hunt for them, well whom wouldn't like a little souvenir to show they made Hiei Jaganshi cry? No one, only his dreams ever made him cry. He stretched and yawned and looked around, no one. No one was ever there when he woke up. He felt a deep stab of pain, the loneliness. He then pulled out a small knife from his pocket, stained with dried blood. He sat down on the rocky ground in the makia, the night sky darkening everything. The full moon reflecting just enough light for him to she his scars. His scars, he thought. These are my scars, of my doing. He then took the blade to his arm, and slowly began to slice the flesh apart. The sharp sting of pain, the flood of excitement and horror though him, a few more cuts, two or three stabs, and then nothing. He fell to the ground, blood everywhere. Nothing but pain, that was it. That was al he felt, all he thought about. But this pain, was nothing compared to the pain he felt when he was alone. And the hundreds of stabs, cuts, and scars showed that when he did it, he felt just a little less alone. And as a sudden heavy breeze took the ashes of his tears and flooded them into the air, he didn't realize that soon he'd feel even less alone then now.
Else where however, someone was having there own problems. In the training grounds of the shinobi, a certain wind master was opening a tall glass of sake, this having been his fourth bottle. This amount would kill any human, and a bit more a demon. But he didn't care, it truly didn't matter. A part of him wanted to die, to leave the world he doesn't belong in. No one understands him; they shun him away and treat him lower then dirt for the things that make him special. Even Touya, it was a cold, windy night the night Touya abandoned him. He said he was leaving. Jin didn't understand. He said he could not find himself being with Jin anymore, being on his team. Jin started to cry.
And the reason, you are wondering? Why I am leaving, Jin. You well always be my friend. But I know what you are, and that is forbidden. It would disgust any demon, and it disgusts even me. I can not be a part of your life if that is the life you have chosen. Jin…I'm sorry…I love you. But not the way you love me…
Jin found himself drinking faster until at last the bottle was empty, like he was. So what if he was gay, so what? He sighed, he knew that homosexuals were one of the most disgusting creatures in the makia. And yes, he felt a compassion for Touya, he did then and now. He figured it didn't matter, he was already hated, what else more could he lose. He learned exactly what he could lose though, and hated himself for it even more. He sighed and held onto himself as the cold breeze went by. The ice realm was near here, looks like his icy friend was making quite a storm he thought with a smile. And then he caught the scent of something; it smelt like…smoke. He then saw tiny black particles; the scent was mixed with ice, fire, and something like misery. He held out his hand, the black ashes were also coated with blood. The blood of a demon, half ice and fire no mistaken. He also recognized the scent; it was of lavender and burnt wood. " Tha' bein thee 'ittle spit fire o' Urameshi's team no doubtin' 'bout it. Why would thee 'ittle bastard be doin' in this part o' demon world?" he sadi to himself, the alcoholism in him fading. One good thing about his constant drinking, he had grown to use to it. Now, he was only drunk when he needed to be. Jin used his control over the air to track down Hiei's scent, and found it flooding in the breeze. A worry came over the wind master; it was full of his blood. That wasn't good, the little guy could be in trouble. And Jin soon found himself flying through the night air to rescue the little spitfire.