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Mistress

"Where is he!"

"I-I'm sorry… T-There was no sign of him, mistress. H-He seems to be-"

"Silence! I don't want your terribly ugly voice disturbing the beauty of my castle!"

"G-Gomen!"

"What did I just say?"

"…"

"Good. I have no need of you anymore. Good Bye, and of course, as always, tell Koenma I sent you!"

"N-No! Mistress! Please, wait!"

A horrifying scream erupted from the victom, and a bright light lit up the room the two were in.

It showed a young girl, looking no more than 12. Silky golden hair gently flowed down her back, in waves, ending just above her waist. Her eyes were large, abnormally large, and a pure white, with no pupils, giving her, the young innocent girl look.

If, of course, it wasn't for the malicious smile on her face, and the fact that her left hand had impaled her victom through the stomach, blood staining the white dress she wore.

Her victom was a demon of some sort. But of course, he was one of the 'ugly' demons, and she, the mistress of this castle would not stand for ugly.

"You see, after you become no use to me, you die. Unless, you're abnormally cute." The girl whispered into the dead demon's ear.

She took her hand out, allowing the body to slide down to the floor. "Clarice!" She called, her voice strangly enchanting.

A teenage boy entered. Dark purple hair sweeping to his shouldars, and a piercing golden eyed stare. "You called, mistress?" The boy said, bowing.

The girl skipped towards the boy, and threw herself on top of him, in what seemed to be a hug…

"You're just so cute! When I see you, I just have to hug you!" The girl laughed, playing with the boy's hair.

The boy was impassive, and lay on the ground, as the girl on top of him layed her head on his chest. "Do you want me to get rid of the body, mistress? And get you a clean dress?"

The girl nodded, and got off of the boy. He walked towards the body, and picked it up easily. "I will be back in a moment mistress. The others need to be fed."

After the boy disappeared, the girl walked to the west wall, and placed her hand on a stone. It easily pushed in, and a passage way appeared. She walked into it, and after a bit stopped, having reached her destination.

A door. Around her size, which was pretty small. She opened it, and entered the room, which was brightly lit. "I see you faeries have been following my orders." She smirked, tapping a jar where a blue, well, fairy, fluttered, her tiny hands pressed against the jar's glass.

The girl smirked, and walked all the way across the room, stepping over dried blood puddles, and glaring at each fairy who was watching her.

"Hiei…" She mumbled to herself, lifting her hand, and gently caressing the boy's cheek.

On the wall, was a boy. Obviously dead. His skin was pale, his eyes closed. Blood stained most of his body, except his face. He was attached to the wall with two daggers. One in his right hand, and one in his left, his feet only scraping the ground.

"You may have managed to escape me by death, but you forget. No one escapes me." The girl said lovingly, her hand running across his face.

"And because you managed to escape this once," The girl began, her voice getting harder, "You will pay!"

She slapped the boy's cheek, his head jerked to one side, before dropping down once more.

"I'll make sure your little friends, and whoever your hiding behind, will die. In front of you. Painfully. Just to make it fun."

As the girl left, and the room dimmed. The blue fairy the girl had talked to before watched the dead boy. She fluttered around the jar anxiously, ramming into the side which wasn't facing the wall.

After a bit, it finally fell to the ground, breaking on impace. The fairy flew under the door. The poor boy did not deserve to be tortured by that… That mentally unstable girl… She had seen too many people dragged into the room, and tortured, but this boy was the first one to escape.

This young water fairy would help the boy.

It was the least she could do.

XOXOXO

"Hey Shai? I'm coming over to meet you guys right now!" Jo said happily into the phone, her hair that was normally left alone, swept into a ponytail today.

The smile she had on slowly slid off her face, but when she spoke again, she was still trying hard to sound happy. "Hm? Alright. Okay, nah, it's not a problem. I know you gusy are busy. See ya later!"

Jo hung up the phone, and sank to the floor, biting her lip. "Damn… They've been busy for a week now."

It's been a month since she got aquainted with Yusuke and Kuwabara and Suiichi and the rest. And it was really fun having more friends than Shai and Ivy, but they sometimes made up stupid excuses saying they were busy…

She was silent for a moment, before sighing and she lay down, streching herself on the carpeted floor. "I wonder what they're doing…"

XOXOXO

Shai hung up the phone, sighing, and facing the others, stood up from where she was kneeling. "Well… She bought it…"

Kuwabara winced, as he applied pressure to his left leg, and stood up. "I feel kinda guilty now…" He said, trying to keep his balance, before finally having to sit down.

The five of them had just gotten back from a mission Koenma sent them on. Shai said it would be good to go to get their minds off a certain someone. The boys agreed, and went. However, they were badly wounded by the time they got back. No, not your life-or-death wound, but just bad wounds that would keep them from doing regular things.

Kuwabara had, obviously, wounded his leg, and still could not walk very well.

Yusuke, his arm, and the fact he used all his spirit energy, leaving him tired, and in pain.

Kurama had gotten a pretty bad stomach wound, a sword had impaled him.

Shai was… Well… She was pretty much unscathed. She would've been hurt, but Kurama had pushed her away at the last second. That's how he got his wound.

Yukina was gone for the moment, having gone with Shizuru to another city. It was also to get her mind off a certain someone. So, the four had to take care of their wounds with a bit of help from Genkai, and the rest by doing it the old fashion way.

"Yeah well, we can't exactly go meet her in this state." Yusuke shot at Kuwabara, as he lounged on the sofa.

"Hai… She'd ask us what happened and then force us to the hospital…" Shai said, and then started for the other room. "I'll get more bandages you guys."

XOXOXO

"Are you kidding me? Hiei is hiding with this… this… WRENCH?"

"Mistress. You know I don't joke. It seems one of the psycics have finally located him, and he's been with this girl for a while now."

"…How long?"

"Around 3-5 months now."

"WHAT?"

The girl motioned for Clarice, the teenage boy, to walk closer. He was holding a large white bowl of some sort, with a sort of liquid in it.

The liquid reflected a girl, a nigen to be exact. She was happily chatting on the phone. But that wasn't important. It was what, or should we say, who, whom was behind her. It was Hiei. In spirit form. A ghost. And he was staring at the girl, in a slight sort of protective way.

Clarice had only seen the mistress this mad once, and that was a thousand years ago as well.

"This wrench isn't even pretty! How can he stay with her!" The girl screamed in rage, knocking the heavy bowl out of Clarice's hands. It smashed, a pool of liquid still showing the nigen girl on the phone.

"I will not stand for it! No one defies me! I'm Xyana! And Xyana never allows anyone that's not pretty take her things."

Clarice stared cooly, kneeling onto the ground, and picking up the bowl. That nigen girl was as good as dead now.

XOXOXO

3 Months Later.

"Hey Shai! We still up for tomorrow, right?"

"…"

"What's the matter Shai…?"

"Um… Tomorrow is kind of the anniversity of Hiei's death…"

"Oh, well, sorry to bother you then…"

"Come on Jo! Don't get me wrong! I know it's your b-"

I slammed the phone down, and glared at it.

Why, oh why, does all the bad things happen to me?

Pft. Why, oh why, did I get stuck with such a negative girl like you?

I turned around, and saw Red. He was leaning on the wall, his eyes turned to me.

I was used to it by now. It had been like, 6 months. 3 months since I first got here and met him. Then another 3 months since I met Yusuke and them.

Okay, you know how I found those pictures? And Yusuke and them were in it? Well, I still haven't told Red.

I know it's bad, and selfish, and downright bitchy, but I don't know… I don't want him to go.

My gawd, woman. How much times do I have to tell you? I AM YOUR CONSCIENCE! OBEY ME! Just tell him already, jeez!

My conscience has been getting rather annoying these past three months as well.

"Neh, Red?"

"Hn?"

"Do you remember anything about why and how you died today?"

He shook his head, his crimson eyes still staring at me.

In the past thee months, I should mention, he has become more like… Well, his old self. I knew a lot about him now.

He was kinda cold, didn't like to talk, got annoyed easily, and like to pick in fights. His real name was Hiei, Shai didn't tell me his last name. Oh, and Yukina actually was his sister.

I cannot tell you how glad that made me feel. Which scared me. Falling for a ghost is the last thing you want to do.

But you know, things happened, and I fell.

Hard.

"All right then… The people who know you still won't tell me anything…"

And as hard as I have fallen, I have refused to tell him everything I know about him…

Damn, I am a selfish bitch…

Yes, you are…

XOXOXO

Shai bit her lip, tears threatning to fall.

It was just pure, bad luck that made Hiei die on the same day that was Jo's birthday.

PURE BAD LUCK.

She, Shai, had never missed her bestest friends' in the whole wide world's birthday.

NEVER!

Ivy, although she died, still got a birthday part. She and Jo threw one. Just for the three of them. And Ivy would always come.

But now… She was missing Jo's birthday.

Why?

Because she was going to Hiei's anniversity funeral thing.

Why?

Because she, Shai, had fallen for a certain red haired guy.

And that red haired guy just so happened to be a certain dead boy's best friend.

She knew it was bad of her, selfish of her, but she liked Kurama a lot. Shai knew best friends were forever, opposed to the fact that boys were not, but she believed if she ever got together with Kurama, it would be forever.

Biting her bottom lip again, she smoothed out the black shirt she was wearing, and wiped away the tears. Looking into a small mirror, she nodded to herself. She didn't look like she was crying, good.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped out the bathroom door, setting the portable phone down on a nearby table.

"You should go." A small voice said.

Shai spun around, and nearly jumped in shock and fright. Yukina was behind her, dressed in a white kimono. Her hair wasn't up in a ponytail and was left down. Yukina had a… Sorrowful beauty to her.

"We all should go." Yukina said again, her crimson eyes boring into Shai's.

Shai's eyes widened, as she realized whom Yukina was talking about. Her eyes filled up with tears again, but she shook her head, and tried to sound convincing. "I don't know who you're talking about Yukina-chan!"

Yukina gazed at Shai, a bit of what seemd like scorn in her gaze. "Don't like Shai-san. You want to be there and celebrate her… 'Birthday'. But you also want to support Kurama-san."

Shai blushed, how did Yukina know…?

"It takes my brother's death to make me realize… Sometimes I depend on people too much. Sometimes… I do things that may harm people. It takes my brother's death, to make me realize, that people have been keeping me away from the 'real' world. And… You never know what you have, until they're gone."

Shai collapsed onto the floor, her face burried in her hands. Yukina sounded so wise, so grown-up now. She was no longer the innocent girl that she was before Hiei's death.

Before she knew it, Shai herself was crying, and Yukina was comforting her. Shai didn't even know why she was crying. The tears came by themselves.

It's surprsing how the once innocent Yukina grew up, and became as wise, maybe even wiser, than most of them in this temple.

Hiei would kill them if he ever got back.

XOXOXO

"What are you doing, onna?"

I looked up, and blushed. I was going through my photo albums. And they made me tear up.

"Oh nothing." I said, trying to hide the photo ablums.

But he came closer, and surprsingly, plopped himself right next to me.

"Who's she?" He asked, pointing to one of the pictures.

I blinked away tears.

He was pointing to my mother.

"That's my mother. She's dead, obviously." I said, trying to sound like it didn't matter.

Red, no, Hiei. I should start calling him that now. Anyway, he stared at me for a moment, before flipping the page, and pointing to another picture.

"And they are?"

I bit my lip.

"Ivy and my brother. They were… Well… In love you could say."

"That girl sometime comes and visits you when you are out…" He said softly, and I smiled. I was never around when Ivy came to visit anymore.

I blinked away more tears. I could feel him watching me.

"Why don't you allow yourself to cry onna?"

I was startled at his question, and jumped up, knocking the photo album away, accidently, wth my foot. "W-What are you talking about? I cry!"

He got up slowly, and walked in front of me, staring me down. "No you don't onna. You never cry. Not even when you want to."

Before I could say anything, he continued. "Nigens usually always cry. They cry when they get a scratch, or when their food burns or something." He paused, looking at me for an answer. I nodded, hesitantly. "But you don't onna. You never do."

I opened my mouth, and then closed it.

It was too hard to explain to someone who didn't even know my history. It was weird.

"It's alright for you to cry, isn't it onna?"

I looked up from the ground, tears threatning to spill. "N-No. It's not." I whispered, and threw my arms around him.

It was weird, me hugging a ghost. It wasn't my first time, but I don't know. This one was… different.

It was the first time anyone had told me it was okay to cry. Even if it was in question form. Shai never told me it was okay to cry. My dad and stepmom didn't even notice I never allowed myself to cry.

I giggle escaped my mouth, and I released my grip on Hiei, stepping back. "Thanks." I said, smiling.

It felt good to have a friend on your birthday.

XOXOXO

Koenma rubbed his forehead, obvoiusly stressed out. The demon in front of him had just been killed, by that unknown 'Mistress' girl again.

He was speaking nonesense. Saying things like, "Mistress" "going to kill him" "you're all going to die" "no one's going to live"

All of the victoms that came from 'the Mistress' said that. And he could never understand what they were saying.

Ah well.

After stamping the papers for the victom to go down, since his record wasn't auctually 'good', he leaned back in his chair.

He had bigger things to worry about. Like the fact Hiei had STILL not turned up.

Being Prince of the Underworld was a stressful job…

XOXOXO

Suntiger-
I can tell you one thing. Those people in the last chapter are not Botan and Koenma. >>;;

fangimation-
I made it longer this time! And I'll try to make longer chapters, I promise!

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Previews:

"Do what you nigens do, and how do you say… Kill her."

"You guys… I think it's time for us to tell Jo what we really are."

"DEMONS DON'T EXSIST!"

"Why didn't you tell me you already knew everything about me? My past, my sister, the others… You could've at least told me my own name, onna."

"S-She's DEAD?"

End of Previews.

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