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Joanna: Ok, now the really creepy stuff happens in this chapter. And now, Onto the Fic! ENJOY!

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LAST TIME

You sat up immediately and turned on a lamp attached to your headboard. You looked into the lava lamp again and the ghost was gone. Your heart was beating a little faster, you could hear it. You closed your eyes and took in a deep breath. You convinced yourself it was your paranoia and then clicked the lamp off. You settled on your side, clutching a pillow to you, wrapped the blanket more securely around you and went to sleep. Thinking of everything, but ghost and specters.

THIS TIME

Horror 3: Walls Can Bleed

A year came and gone the same way. You kept seeing and hearing these weird things night after night. Sometimes you were fortunate enough not to hear anything. Nothing new happened, just the same old stair sounds, door opening and closing, the fan specter and the lava lamp face. Although, sometimes you'd hear your door open and close while you were in bed, thinking. You'd hear the steps groaning under some invisible weight and what freaked you out most, was that the floor creaked as something made its way to your bed. When you heard this, you jumped up, clicking your bedside lamps on and looked around. Though, look as hard as you did, you never found anything.
You complained to your dad about it, but he just said it was your paranoia. You weren't even going to look at Mommy Dearest. So your parents were out of the question. You remembered that your brother, who'd moved out a month and a half after you bought the house, had given up his chance for the room. Questions flew to your mind. So that's why he gave it up. He must have heard the noises too. But then you tried to think it out; it didn't make much sense. He was in the room with all of you, and, as far as you knew, he wasn't left alone in the room. And it was so short, so how could he have heard or known anything? What if he really did just give it up and you were being paranoid about his motives? What if you were just lucky enough to get a haunted room? Great, that would just top your life nicely.
In the year that you had been there, you had gotten real close to your friends. You often joked on each other, messed with each other, and picked on each other, but you were close. Closer than you were with your family, but of course, you could meet a bum on the street and have a closer bond than your family. You each had your turns to be the butt of a good laugh and there were never any hard feelings. You had each other's backs whenever needed though. You were amazed at how close you were with them; you had gotten to the point where you were comfortably nude in front of them. Mostly cause you walked around your house without a shirt on when you were left home alone and they paid unexpected visits. You never really bothered to grab a shirt after the first few times. Then there were the times you played strip poker at each other's house. You've pretty much seen them all naked before, as they have you. But hey, close friends. There were always a few inside jokes about those times, but it was fun between you all. It wasn't anything sexual, you were just that close with them.

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It was Friday today; you had to get up and meet the guys by your driveway so you could all walk to school together, as had been the routine since you enrolled. Kuwabara came and picked you up, you walked a few minutes to Yusuke's house, and then all three of you walked to Kurama's house and picked him up. After that you'd find Hiei and then you'd all go to school. Of course, you'd only walk with Hiei and Kurama up to a certain point before you split to go your ways to the different schools. Hiei didn't go to school, so he usually just followed Kurama and then went about his business for the time while everyone was at school. Which, according to him, revolves around lounging, stalking, and sweet snow every now and then.
The school day was as boring as it usually was. Except of course when you had classes with your friends and between classes when you'd meet up and mess around. Your schedule was quite simple; Algebra II, Civics and Economics, Marketing, language class, Biology, Integrated Agriscience, Geometry, and Digital Communications Applications. Even though you loved science and nature, Biology bored the hell out of you. You slept in class many days, but still managed to keep a high grade. Shockingly to you, the highest in the class. You didn't sleep today though, it was the least you could do since it was the last day of school. Kuwabara shared this class with you, and although you often fell asleep, he'd always chat with you before so. Sometimes he'd even go to sleep before you. You always found it funny how his head bobbled before he was out. Of course, he'd told you that you weren't any better. Many times you'd almost knocked yourself out on the chair backs or desks when falling asleep upright.

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Digital communications applications was your last class. You shared it with Yusuke. The teacher was nice; a tall woman with short black hair. Your class had already taken all their final tests and so she granted you all a free day. You and Yusuke searched the net for random things while chatting. You'd normally check for updates on your favorite stories, your author's blog, and information on her newest books, while Yusuke often looked up things like wrestling matches, concert tickets, and other stuff. Finally the bell rang, you said bye to your teacher and stood with Yusuke. You two, among many other students, didn't bring anything to school today because all your tests were done and you weren't really going to need anything. You stood and left with Yusuke and walked to pick up Kuwabara, and Keiko.
You met Keiko on the third day after you moved in. You also knew her relationship with Yusuke. Actually, you'd even met Kuwabara's girlfriend as well. You all walked out the gates and towards the meet up point to get Kurama and Hiei chatting and laughing.

"So glad that's over," you smiled.
"Yeah, you coming to Kuwabara's today for the hangout/ party ?" Keiko asked.
"I hope so. My dad's got two jobs so I rarely see him long enough to ask anything, so I'm stuck with asking Mommy Dearest," you said. "And you all know the fat chance of her saying yes are."
"Yeah, that really sucks, though. Why does she hate you so much?" Yusuke asked.
"Hell if I know," you shrugged, "It is how it is and I can't fix it, so I'm not worried about it."
"Well maybe we can have it at your place then," Kuwabara suggested.
"We can ask, but I bet you ten dollars I know what she'll say," you said.
"Easy money," Yusuke said. "You should get paid predicting her answers."
"No kidding," you laughed, "I'd be rich."

You all laughed and continued on, meeting up with Hiei and Kurama and then heading out to your house to see if you would be able to go to the hangout. Mommy Dearest answered the door and your stomach turned. Nothing was wrong with her, its just, the sight of her, hell anything about her, makes you sick. You just didn't like her. She was like a Hell's punishment on earth. Trapped with one who makes you miserable with abso-freaking-lutely nothing you could do about it.

"The guys are having an end of school get together, can I come?" you asked.
"No, I need you to watch the house tonight while I go out with the kids," she replied.
"House sitting again? What the hells that point in that? It's not going to walk away!" you said.
"Just do as I say, god damn it," Mommy Dearest said.
"Well what time are you leaving?" you asked, anger eating away at your calm composure.
"Seven," she said.
"Good," you turned to leave, "I'll be back then."

You walked off, Mommy Dearest calling obscenities after you. The gang followed you off and Mommy Dearest slammed the door shut. You let a growl trickle out of your lips.

"I would so enjoy bringing a sledgehammer to her big mouth," you mumbled.
"Don't worry, . We could have it at your house or do it later," Kuwabara said.
"Naw, that's all right. Go ahead, do it tonight," you said.
"Well, we got four hours to hang out," Yusuke said, "Where to?"
"Anywhere but there," you said hiking your thumb towards your house.

And so for the next four hours, you walked around, got ice cream, and drinks. Not even five minutes after leaving sight of your house behind did your anger completely slip away, forgotten in the good times had with friends. You were back to your joking, fun, outgoing self. Of course, you were generally sort of shy, you never had to hold back with your friends. You'd all decided to go skating after an hour and headed down to the rink. Paying your rental fees, you also had to pay for Hiei and Kuwabara's rentals as well. But you didn't mind, they were good for it, whether they paid back in money or favors or whatever. They really didn't need to pay you back, as you keep telling them. Your friendship was stronger than any other relationship you'd ever had. If one was in a pinch, the others helped pull you through, if someone needed something, help would be in reach. You had each other's backs through and through.
So now, you were skating in the large circle that the rink was. Yusuke was right on your tail, trying to mess you up enough to make you fall, but you held yourself well. Kuwabara was out of control but trying not to run over anyone, especially the kids that nearly littered the rink. Kurama skated backwards in front of you, while you watched his back to make sure no one tripped him. And Hiei sat on the sidelines on a temporary time-out for checking a kid over the safety wall. It was his second offense. His first warning was when he tripped a kid who was leading a train, making the whole lot fall over each other. Not to mention a few adults who couldn't steer well enough to avoid the mass of children. A whistle was blown, and Hiei knew that his thirty minute time-out was done. The first had only been fifteen. He got back on the floor and skated by you.

"Having fun, Hiei?" you asked with a pure smile on your lovely face.
"If I get sat out one more time, I'm going to really cause a pile up," he said, amused.
"But you already caused a 15 child pile up!" Yusuke said.
"Not to mention that kid that you sent over the railing," Kurama laughed.
"I'm not done yet," Hiei smirked.
"Oh god, who's next?" you asked with a laugh.
"You," he said and kicked your skate from under you.

Three things happened at once; your leg went air born, you reached out and grabbed Kurama, and your other leg left the floor too. You fell to the ground, pulling Kurama down with you. Yusuke, who was riding your tail like a bumper couldn't evade in time. You heard a thick bump and two more bodies hit the floor. Before Hiei could skate off, you let go of Kurama and reached for his leg. Hiei tried to move it, but you got him. You gave a good yank and down he went. You looked around you; when dragging Kurama down with you, he bumped heads, rather hard, with Yusuke and both went down. Hiei was next to you glaring, sitting up when another person started panicking.

"OH CRAP! MOVE!" Kuwabara yelled before he hit Hiei's back and flipped over him, sprawling on the floor before him.

You rubbed you butt and began to get up when Yusuke pushed your leg, which you had supporting all your weight, out from under you. You fell on his hand and looked back to glare at him. He laughed up at you, one hand at his head where Kurama had ka-bonged into him. Your glare stopped when you caught sight of the kiddy train. Your jaw went slack and your buried your head on your knees and raised your arms. Yusuke didn't have enough time to react.
The kiddy train crashed into Yusuke, tripping on him and falling over you, and Kurama, and Yusuke. Some kids tried to break off and go around, but they chose the wrong side and tripped over Hiei and Kuwabara. Other adults, who again, sucked at skating, crashed into the mass pile-up. You felt your head getting kicked with a roller skate, before tucking in tighter to your defense ball. You heard someone groaning in pain above you, and unwrapped yourself from your ball. No more bodies to crash into you; they were all grounded. You looked behind you at where the groaning and Kurama was. He had tears in his eyes and was biting on his lower lip; obviously trying not to yell. You looked down his body and saw a chubby little girl with her leg outstretched and the heavy-duty roller skate lodged between his legs.
You cringed as you saw it; you got kicked in the head by a skate, they aren't light and hurt like hell! You pushed yourself up and went to the girl to get her off Kurama's valuables. He immediately grabbed himself and rolled into fetal. Some of the rink helpers where helping people up and out of the way of the rest. Hiei stood up among the mass of bodies, followed by Kuwabara and Yusuke. You motioned to Kurama and they nodded. You bent over to pick him up, and Yusuke took the other side. Kurama stood laxly, more letting you and Yusuke carry him than, on his own. The floored people gave you all dirty looks, as did the skate help. The DJ, who'd stopped the music, spoke and said for your group to turn in your skates and leave. You had no arguments.
You got yours off, and got your shoes back, and went to help Kurama get his off. He sat on a bench, holding himself still, rocking back and forth with a very pained expression. You sent Kuwabara to get a cup filled with ice and made Yusuke get out earlier to get a shopping bag from the store next door. You kneeled in front of Kurama and began to undo the skates. You pulled on his leg to get it off and he hissed in pain. You apologized and loosened them up more, and tried again. It came off less painfully. The other did as well. You gave the skates to Hiei and he got Kurama's shoes back and then he gave them to you. You also helped him get his shoes on and then Hiei helped you get Kurama to stand and limp out the door.
Kuwabara waited with Yusuke outside.

"So what do we do with this?" Kuwabara asked and popped an ice cube into his mouth.
"Put the ice and the bag and give it to me," you answered.
"All right," Kuwabara said and poured the ice into the small plastic bag Yusuke got.
"Hmm, Kuwabara run inside and get more ice," you said looking at the meager amount in the bag.
He ran in without another word. "So what's all this for?" Yusuke asked.
"Kurama," you said. "Keeps the swelling down."
"What about your head?" he asked.
"What about it?" you said.
"It's bleeding…"Yusuke pointed out.
"It is?" you asked and Kuwabara came back out.

He poured the ice into the bag and handed it to you. You tied a knot in it and pressed it to Kurama's crotch. But his jeans were too thick for the ice to work. You thought for a minute, debating on whether you should or not, but then went ahead with it. You made Hiei follow you to a bench and sat Kurama down.

"Kurama, open your jeans," you said.
"Huh?" Kurama asked, surprised.
"Your jeans are too thick for the ice to keep the swelling down," you said. "Open your pants so I can put this ice bag there. You can hold it, though."
"Ohh," he said and unzipped and unbuttoned his pants.

You noted that he had on bluish black boxers on when you put the ice to his core. He jumped slightly at the coldness. You held it there for a minute then backed off and Kurama held the makeshift ice bag to himself. You glanced at your watch; it was 6:46.

"We got a little less than fifteen minutes to get Kurama to Kuwabara's. We can stop by my house and I can get him a better ice pack," you said.
"Thanks," Kurama whimpered in a low voice, not trusting how he'd sound if he spoke louder.
"Don't mention it," you smiled at him.
"Um," Yusuke said.
"Yea?" you asked.
"Your head is still bleeding," he said.
"Huh?" you said and raised your hand to where the kick to the head had been. "Shit," you said, looking at the fresh blood on your fingertips. "Is it bad?"
"It looks like a nice gash," Hiei said.
"Well it is all your fault," you replied.
"You're the one who dragged me in there," he said in his defense.
"Ok, fine. Well, at least we all had fun," you said and laughed.
"For a bit," Kurama muttered.
"Yeah, poor Kurama, at least you're not bleeding," you motioned to your head.
"Come on, lets get to 's," Kuwabara said.
"I have an idea how we can get to my house quicker and still save Kurama some of his children," you said.
"Go on," the guys prompted.
"Carry him. But we'll have to stick the ice bag in his pants so it won't fall," you said.
"A man needs his dignity," Hiei said.
"Oh, come on, bang cocked by heavy roller skates? By a fat little girl too! How much dignity can he defend?" you asked.
"Whatever is left," Hiei said.
"If you won't, then I will," you said.
"No offense, but that's worse," Yusuke laughed.
"Will somebody get me somewhere so I can get a look at myself!" Kurama yelled, his voice weighed down with pain, but otherwise semi normal.

Kuwabara knelt in front of Kurama, his back to the older demon. You helped Kurama to stand and leaned him on Kuwabara's back. You held the ice pack in place as Kuwabara stood up and held Kurama. Kuwabara grabbed Kurama's legs to hold him and Kurama yelped and gripped Kuwabara's neck tight. Hiei laughed, because he was choking Kuwabara while you figured out his distress. The ice was digging into poor Kurama's package. You reached between the two men and readjusted the ice for Kurama. He nodded to you and off you all went.

You reached your house right on time. Mommy Dearest was waiting on the porch for you with the two abominations you had to call brother and sister. You were walking beside Kuwabara, for Kurama's support while Yusuke and Hiei walked on the other side. You sighed as you walked up the driveway.

"No boys in the house while I'm gone," Mommy Dearest said.
"I know, Kurama got hurt so I'm going to help him, then they'll leave," you said.
"They better," she said, not caring that they were right there, listening.
"How long will you be gone?" you asked.
"However long I feel like," she growled.
"Fine whatever. Have fun," you growled back as she pushed past you with the kids. "Bitch," you added under your breath.

No one said anything until she drove off. You unlocked the door and held it open for the guys to go in. Kuwabara sat Kurama on the couch with the help of Yusuke and Hiei. You ran up into your room to get the first aid kit that you had under your bed, since the house didn't have one. You came back down and sat the kit on the table and sat in the chair in front of it. You sifted through the supplies and pulled out an ice pack, which you tossed to Hiei and had him put it in the freezer, grabbed a pain reliever and then shut the kit.

"Can I use your bathroom to see how bad it is? The pain hasn't stopped yet and it's making me worry," Kurama said.
"Yeah, you need help?" you asked.
"Oh yeah," he said.

You stood and helped Kurama to the bathroom. He went in on his own strength and closed the door, but not all the way. You waited outside with your back to the wall, glancing into the living room at the other guys who were making gestures at what naughty girls and boys do when they're alone. You smirked and flipped them off. You heard Kurama whimper and sigh.

"What's wrong? Did it fall off?" you asked.
"I look like I belong to the Blue Man Group," he sighed.
"Damn! That bad?" you asked.
"Shit, I'm probably darker than the Blue Man Group!" he whined.
"That kid was either heavier than she looks or got a very lucky shot in," you said.
"I vouch both," Kurama said and opened the door.

He had his pants closed and you took his arm over your shoulder and helped him back to the living room. You eased him into the seat and sat next to him. The others had had a few laughs and their eyes showed it.

"So I guess you won't be masturbating for a while," Yusuke said.

Kurama glared at him, his hands still cupping himself gingerly.

"Will you're kids be ok?" Kuwabara asked, hiding laughter.

Kurama turned his glare to include both teens.

"From what I've been told, they'll be fine, if not a little blue," you had the faintest of smiles on your face.
"Not you, too," Kurama looked at you.
"Sorry man, its not every day we get this much ammo. I know you'll be fine," you hugged him and smiled.
"Yeah, just peachy," he muttered.
"More like blueberry," Yusuke said and busted out laughing.
"I bet you give new definition to the term blue balls, don't you?" Hiei joined.

You couldn't help yourself, a laugh flew from your mouth before you knew it was coming. You laughed so hard you had to go to your hands and knees to keep from rolling all over Kurama. The guys joined you, laughing at your outburst and their own hidden laughter. After five minutes of rolling on the floor, you managed to crawl to the kitchen and climb up the fridge. You opened the freezer and got out the ice pack and went back into the living room. You handed it to Kurama and sat next to him. He opened his pants and took the ice pack from you. You glanced at him and smirked. He placed the ice on his package and saw the smirk.

"Yes?" he asked.
"Nothing much, I just never remember you that big," you smirked.
"Still going at it?" he smiled despite himself.
"Can't help it, I love to mess with you," you smiled.
"Here," he handed you the ice pack.
"Why do I get it? I don't need it," you said, slightly confused.
"I'm going to show you how bad it is," he said and grabbed the brim of his boxers.

He lifted them away from his body and you glanced at his revealed skin. Three quarters up his shaft was a blue almost black imperfection on his light skin. The outer edges of the large bruise we black, then blue and the center was a bluish red. Kurama lifted his penis out the boxers and you caught a glimpse of his balls, bluish black and bleeding. You saw the rest of the bruise on his shaft that it stretched to the tip of his head. He was swelling pretty badly; that would be one hell of a bruise in days to pass.
You looked away from Kurama's package and into his eyes. He tucked himself gently back into his boxers and took the ice from you. All the laughing had stopped once they'd seen the bruise.

"You were bleeding, you think you should go to the doctor?" you asked him.
"No, I'll be fine," he said.
"Why were you bleeding?" you asked.
"The girl must have pinched my skin with the skates," Kurama said.

The guys visible flinched, imagining the pain. Yusuke cupped himself in sympathy.

"You're going to have a rainbow penis for at least 2 weeks. It'll hurt when you pee," you said.
"I know," he sighed, "Good thing schools out."
"Yeah," you said.

The guys ended up staying there for another half an hour, until it got dark, before they finally left you alone. But they left on a good note; Kurama had taken some of the painkiller and was walking a bit better and you all had another good laugh. You walked them to the door and waved them off. Then closed and locked the door. You checked all the locks in the house and then went up to your room to play computer and work on random stuff.

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You'd been sitting, wrapped up in your fuzzy tiger blanket, reading fan fictions that you'd found to be rather interesting. You were so into it when you heard the noises begin. Lightning fast, you turned and looked down the stairs to the door you swear you heard opening but remained closed. You wondered for a second if it was Mommy Dearest getting back, so you skipped down the stairs and peeked out your room. All the lights were off, as you had left them, and no one was home. You shrugged and ran back upstairs, into your dark room. Before sitting down, you wanted to put a little light on in your room, aside from the computer light, so you switched on your lava lamp. The red light filled half the room and the computer light cleared some of the stairs. You got comfortable again and got back into your story.
A creak behind you and you whirled around to see….nothing. Your heart was pounding. You searched the stairs in the darkness and found nothing. You took a deep breath to calm yourself and turned back to the computer. You heard more creaks but ignored them. You were at a good part of your story anyway and were tired of looking at air. You were scrolling down the page when you noticed the black thing hovering by your face. It seemed to notice when you saw it and turned its head, in time with your own, to look at you. Your heart stopped. Looking at you was a dark figure, nearly burnt. Yellow red eyes stared at you, the flaky crisp skin peeling from its head. A fine tremble started in your body and broke out into down right fear. The face smiled, its teeth perfect and bright against the burnt blackness of its skin. You screamed and lashed out with your arms, to push the thing away but you came in contact with nothing but air. The figure disappeared. Your frightful reaction sent you falling out the chair and you looked around panicked. There was nothing. No one on the stairs or in your room. No sign of anything. You heard a thick, face paced beating and got more scared until you realized it was your own heart; beating as though it wanted to escape and leave you. You took a shaking breath to calm down but it didn't help. You kept seeing those eyes every time you blinked. Cautious, you went over and turned on a lamp from your dresser, which held the large mirror.
Cautiously, you sat back in your chair and wrapped the blanket tight around you. You were still shaking when you tried to continue reading. Nothing happened for a while so you relaxed more and continued reading. Then you felt something on your shoulder; you just realized that you'd felt it for a while now. Your tremble built up again. You didn't want to look behind you to see the bogeyman staring down at you with his black torn flesh and yellow red eyes. The visual sent another tremble through you. You slowly turned your head….slowly….and saw the black hand on your shoulder….your eyes moistened as you saw the hand attached to the figure that had had its face so close to yours. You screamed again and jumped out of the chair. The figure didn't try to stop you as you backed towards the center of your room. He just laughed. You looked around for anything to defend yourself with and came face to face with another fright.
Against the far wall, next to your TV your wall was a bloody ruin. You saw a ghastly, yet solid looking form crumpled at the floor and saw that the face of the being was shredded; thick meaty red bits jutted out and gushed blood. You saw the white of eye before you looked away, and up. Your fans, both on, were splattered with crimson and spraying it everywhere against the walls. You looked next to your bed to see another ghostly solid form collapsed to its knees and leaning against your wall. A dark, thick blood splotch on your wall above it. You looked closer at the form and realized it was decapitated! Blood painted your walls as the figure fidgeted and twitched. You screamed and looked back at the crispy bogeyman by your computer. He laughed and tossed you something, roundish in shape. Your reflexes caught it before your mind could make sense of it. You turned it in your hands and looked at it before you shrieked and dropped it. It was the decapitated head! Your hands were heavy with blood and tissue as you backed away to your bed.
Something locked a tight grip around your feet and you fell forward. You smacked your hands to the floor, with a wet squish, absorbing impact before your body took the full hit. You pushed off, in a push up position before your head nearly fell onto the severed head on your floor. You wretched, you would have kissed it had it not been for your reflexes! Whatever had your feet began pulling you under. You screamed and clawed at the sodden carpet to get away but only succeeded in splashing blood on your face and touching the head again. You rolled over and threw it at the thing under your bed and scrambled away while it was distracted munching on the amputated limb. Your room was practically red with blood as you looked around; seeing horrifying replays of gruesome murders.
At one point you saw someone get their face crushed into the wall, their heads exploding into a ruby ruin and slide down the walls. At another side you saw a vicious looking beast tearing another victim limb from limb and sucking the blood down its large throat. You tried to close your eyes and wish it all away but when you did, the room was bloodier and the creature under your bed was crawling towards you. You screamed and ran for it. The scorched bogeyman had disappeared to wherever the hell he came from and you used the chance to fly down the stairs. Literally. You tripped on yourself and fell down, hitting your head on a large tin can that held legos in it. You gave no chance for the pain to settle in as you pulled open the door and ran out the house.
You didn't even bother grabbing a pair of shoes, or your shirt for that matter, hell you were running outside in only your bra and boxers! You ran down the street to the nearest house; Kuwabara. It was 4:05am when you were pounding on his door and screaming. He answered it about ten minutes later. You had collapsed and huddled at the door frame when he opened it. You jumped up and into his arms in shock, muttering about blood, and monsters and murder. Kuwabara pulled you inside and up to his room where the others were still there and groggily waking up. He sat down, you still cuddled to him, on his bed.
You didn't want to let go, not yet. You need something to hold, to know that it was real. That it lived. Your eyes were still wide and your breathing shallow, you were slipping away into shock. Glancing at the fear that was so raw in your eyes woke the guys up completely. They huddled around you; comforting you. Kuwabara pried you off him but you just clung to the next closest person; Hiei. You gripped his bare shoulders tightly as you tried to wrap yourself around his form. Everytime you blinked you saw those haunting eyes…Hiei wrapped his arms around you, held you close, and you broke. You finally cried. You held in tears for so long, nothing could push you to tears. Nothing. But you were in shock, and he was being nice. You couldn't think to prevent it and your cried onto his shoulder.

", what happened?" Kurama asked first.
"Monsters……bleeding walls…..head…..beast….." you hiccupped out a cry and babbled on, "…Burnt flesh….eyes, yellow….red…eyes…."
"What are you talking about?" Yusuke asked. "Maybe you had a bad dream."
"….blood…..they're……after me…" you mumbled.
", just get some sleep here. We'll look after you. You can tell us in the morning," Kurama said.
"Sleep?" you said, your voice distant.
"Rest," Kurama said, laying his hands over your eyes, "Rest and we'll talk in the morning."

You didn't fight it; you'd been up all night and day. You welcomed the sleep. You snuggled into your makeshift pillow. coughcoughHieiCoughcough Sleep pulled at your consciousness and you drifted off. Hiei glared at Kurama, who looked solemnly sheepish.

"Just deal with it, Hiei. She needs us," Kurama said.
"That's not it," Hiei said. "What could have scared this much? Not even her knowing we were demons freaked her out."
"I don't know," Kurama said, sadly.
"I guess we'll find out tomorrow," Yusuke said.
"Yeah," Kuwabara said.

They all got comfortable again; Kurama staying close to you and Hiei, Kuwabara leaning against the wall at the head of his bed and Yusuke on the floor sprawled out. Hiei was sitting by the window in the center of Kuwabara's bed. He sighed and leaned his head back to rest on the wall.

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Joaana: Yeah, yeah. Next chappy will be even worse….I think….I dunno, haven't planned it out yet. Lol. But hey, this was 9 pages long! Mostly cause I had too much fun at the skating rink ; But Read and Review and lemme know how it is so far!