Okay, this is more of a sentimental chapter. But then again, that may be me. I guess I was getting too much into Hiei's past on this one. Well, I hope you enjoy.
And, As we all know, I do not own Hiei or any other aspect of YYH. All I have is a huge Hiei collection.
Rites of Passage
Having a child
Shouldn't that be the happiest moment of a person's life?
Not to the community in which I lived.
It seemed to arouse her melancholy.
"He must die." and "He will kill us all." they said.
This woman cried for my safety.
This woman was my mother.
But would she feel the same if I were not her son?
Betrayed by a friend,
My mother's spirit broken.
Back then, why did I not pity it?
Why was I so angry?
Probably because I had no other choice …
Fiery revenge running though my veins,
To kill them all.
To prove them right to be afraid.
And regret neglecting me …
Upon gaining revenge,
I would need a guide.
This persuaded me
To implant the Jagan eye.
Returning to that icy desolate,
Seeing the residents flee in fear
I turned my anger to pity for the cynical inhabitants
They were already dead.
I came across the friend of my mother
Rui was her name.
Asking upon the whereabouts of Hina
I only got bad news in the end.
Rui took me to a tomb.
This soon to be recognized as my mother's.
Informed of her committing suicide at the lost of her son.
So she did care for me …?
Having a sister I cannot resign to telling the truth
I wouldn't want to shame her even more.
I turn my back on her
Yet, with my Jagan, I watch her from afar.
Dreaming of that icy homeland
For which I was banished
I mentally place a bouquet on that tomb
To allay the pains of Hina's eternal wounds.