Disclaimers- YYH is not mine.

The early evening air is cool as it nibbles on my bare skin. I hear my sister calling me but I chose not to answer she really doesn't want anything she's just looking for some company and thinks I need some as well. After a week of certain individuals who made it their life's mission to make me have friends and I quote, "Like it damn it," a bit of solitude is much needed. I lay back placing my hands behind my head the roughness of the tiles irritate my arms and hands some but it is not enough to make me leave my roof top sanctuary. I stare up at the stars and let my thoughts and worries drift off towards them wishing I could follow.

"I wish I wasn't so…cold."

"Hiei, I know you are up there."

"Incoming." I mumble, as a rock suddenly appears floating in the air above me before it plummets targeting my personage. "Damn, Yu. What is it, 'Throw shit at Hiei week'." I say getting up looking over the edge of the roof down at her. She is standing in the back yard with her hands on her hips. Her unnatural blue hair almost looks as if she was born with it the way it shimmers in the moonlight.

"Didn't you hear me calling you?" she scolds

"Sorry." I reply with more sadness in my voice then I wanted. I jump down landing in a squatting position then straighten up in front of her. She grabs me and hugs me not a quick hug you give your sibling when you are force to when parents make you apologize for some stupid argument but a real one. I rest my cheek against the top of her forehead and breathe her in. Nothing matters, as long as you stayed safe.

"Your too thin you need to eat more"

So much for that after school special moment, "Your too short you really need to grow a bit more."

"Punk"

"Pre-Madonna." She laughs and puts her arm around my waist. I smile ok it was more of a smirk but hey.

Dinner was good and it did exactly what it was suppose to do. I stand up and flush the toilet and wash my hands. I decide to take a bath before going to bed. I pug the tub and crank the hot water adding a bit of cold to reduce the chance of three degree burns smooth skin good blistered and peeling skin not good. The tub starts to fill up.

"Where is it?" I ask myself or that fly on the wall peeping my naked form.

I kneel down open the cabinets. Rummaging through the junk crammed underneath the sink I weave me hand to the back and pull out a large cardboard box. On it is a lady relaxing in a tub, behind her is a water fall. I sprinkle the contents into the tub under the running water. The flake turn into a thick white foam turning the placid water into a billowing cloud. I turn off the water and slip in lean back against the cold tiles.

"Aeee" I squeak losing all of the days earned brooding points, thankfully my family is downstairs out of hearing range.

I hop out grab an inflatable pillow, which belongs to my sister, not me, get back in the water place the pillow between myself and the cold, cold tiles and let out a sigh. The bubbles cling to my wet skin as I slip deeper into the water cocoon. Music is playing in the background. I guess I forgot to turn off my stereo. The program I usually listen to is no longer on, presently a quick lively salsa tune dances out of my speakers. A lady's voice thick with accent marks the end of the program. The low monotone yet soothing voice of a gentleman pours out like honey. His words are lost behind the first few bars of music. Now the somber low hum of a cello whispers its secrets to me, the longer I listen the more I realize its secrets are my own. I close my eyes. Violins join in trying to console it. They attempt to be bubbly changing their tempo to a quicker one but soon it slows matching the mood of the cello. A breath hitches in my chest. Each instrument enters trying to cheer up the cello they all fail. The lone string instrument plays quietly to itself until silence. The music stops but I now I can hear her voice.

"Smile I love you and will always here." She left me. I stopped smiling.

I slip under the water and watch the remaining bubbles float above me until the plastic back of the inflatable pillow splash into the water popping the few remaining bubbles. I sit up blink a couple of time trying to reduce the slight burning feeling in my eyes. I pull the plug out with my toe and let the water drain. The cool air dances on my gradually exposing skin. My limb began to get heavy as the water level became lower and lower until the back of my thighs hit the bottom and my back arches uncomfortably. I stand up in the empty tub and step out. I grab my black robe and wrap around my still damp air-dried body. I walk into my dark room maneuvering around the furniture pull back the sheets let me robe fall to the floor. I crawl into bed and wait for another day to come without her.

The phone rings dragging me out of my restless slumber. The calm voice of my uncle ends the shrill ringing of the phone. I glance at the clock, nine forty five. It is he. The change in tone and inflections of his voice tell me I am right. The long pause of silence, no movement, no words tell me I am right. The carefully placed foot ascending the wooden stair as if each step needed to be a well thought out process tells me I am right. The deep sigh before he turn the handle tells me I am right. The way his voice shakes when calls my name tells me I am right.

"Um, son, ah Hiei that, that was your father on the phone."

"I know"

"He wants you to come and see him."

"I know."

He nods and shuts the door.