Water and Fire

Summary: There are only four elementals that walk the three worlds. Fire, Water, Earth and Wind. United, they could rule the world. When the YYH gang finds the elemental of Water, they must keep her hidden, so that a horribly powerful prophecy does not become a reality. But what will the other elementals do when they find out that she is being kept from them? Will she and a certain fire apparition become closer than they should be? Read to find out. RATED T FOR LANGUAGE!

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Previously:

Kiya took one last confused look into the mirror.

She was quite shocking. Her eyes added a very radiant look in contrast to her lips. Her long hair flowed around her, having the appearance of weightlessness-like it was underwater.

Kiya groaned. She was going to have to keep this a secret….

…Which is not easy to do when you live with a psychic.

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As soon as Kiya had left, Koenma finished reading the information on the screen.

"……Within 10 days of transformation, the elemental will feel uncontrollably drawn to the place where the ritual of dominance is to occur. They will find themselves unconsciously needing to go to the place that beckons them, and they will have no control over whether they go or not.

"The location of said place is unknown….."

Koenma sighed to himself.

Kiya was in for it, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.

He needed to figure out a plan to save the three worlds and quickly. He figured his father wouldn't be too happy if he came home from a business trip to find that all the three worlds were under the siege of four elementals.

Not happy at all….

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Chapter 18: Steamy Kisses and Pop-Tarts vs. Sweet Snow:

Kiya was still in her other form……and she was about to lose it!

She. Needed. FOOD!

Koenma said that the transformation would only last for 3 hours…..which meant she had half an hour to go. She wouldn't dare go outside of her room in this form. No way. What would people think?

….wait? Since when does she care about what people think?

Kiya sat on the floor by her door, her ear pressed up against the wood, her stomach growling. She hadn't heard any noises downstairs for the last twenty minutes except for Genkai announcing that she was going to the market and that Yukina could come with her.

So that left only one person in the house besides herself- and she did not want him of all people to see her like this. She wasn't ugly or anything,…just---different.

The familiar grumbling noise erupted from her stomach once more and she scolded it quietly. "Shut up!"

Kiya made up her mind. She was hungrier than hell and she was going to get some food. She just hoped that Hiei had decided to go outside and train or something.

Kiya stood quietly—if Hiei was in the house, she wanted to be able to get to the kitchen and back without being noticed.

Fat chance of that happening, but still- the girl had her hopes.

She carefully turned the doorknob, peeking into the hallway to make sure it was clear before stepping out of her room. She tip-toed quickly down the hallway, slowing down when passing Hiei's room so that he wouldn't hear her if he were in there.

When she passed his door, she floated quickly downstairs and into the kitchen, silently thanking no one in particular for her ability to fly. When in the kitchen, she floated to the pantry, immediately grabbing her beloved box of pop-tarts and turning to return to her room. But the figure leaning against the kitchen doorway made her stop, almost dropping her box.

There Hiei was -stoic as ever, his eyes closed-arms crossed. Surely he had to have seen the way she looked-why wasn't he going all crazy?

"Hn. So this is your true form." It was more of a statement than a question.

"No. This is just a temporary appearance." She said, trying to cover up the truth.

"Don't lie, onna. I know about the transformation." He opened his eyes now, the crimson orbs locking with her silver and blue ones.

Damn that stupid third eye of his….

"I'm leaving now, good bye." Kiya turned around. Hiei wasn't going to let her out that way, so she'd just have to leave through the other door. But as soon as she turned around, she was, again, met by Hiei blocking her path. "Can I help you with something?"

"Hn. You're staying here."

"What? Why?"

"You're staying." He repeated. Clearly, he wanted to see what happened during her transformation. Kiya groaned. She wasn't going to win the argument- plus, she was too hungry to put up a fight. So, she plopped down on the counter, crossed her legs and opened up a packet of pop-tarts, giving in to her hunger. Hiei on the other hand just stood there, watching Kiya eat, which was very nerve wracking for the young elemental.

Kiya looked up from her pop-tart to the Jaganshi who had not stopped staring at her. She glared at him.

"Hn. You're obsessed with those things."

"I am not obsessed!" She stated, appalled, after she had swallowed the piece of pop-tart in her mouth.

Hiei just smirked and walked closer to her, not breaking their eye contact. Kiya's stomach immediately began to flutter. Hiei just kept on walking closer to Kiya until he was right up against the counter, inches from Kiya- who was at this point frozen.

Kiya wasn't sure what Hiei was going to do. He was just standing there in front of her, looking all emotionless….focused……stoic……incredibly hot…….

….she really needed to stop thinking like that. Kiya saw Hiei's smirk deepen and his Jagan glowed from beneath his bandana.

Dammit!

Kiya blinked, desperately trying to clear her mind before Hiei's Jagan could find some of her more….naughty thoughts. As soon as she opened her eyes again, she felt a weight being quickly lifted from her right hand. Hiei's eyes were still looking into hers, but she finally broke the stare to look down at her hand…..

……that was now empty……

The realization hit Kiya almost immediately. She looked back at Hiei, giving him her greatest death glare…..which of course had no effect on the Jaganshi.

"Hand. Over. The. Pop. Tart."

Her eyes lowered from Hiei's amused gaze to the silver package in his bandaged hand. She could've sworn she heard a low growl being emitted from her throat.

Oh no! I'm turning into Hiei!

She quickly shot out her hand in an attempt to retrieve her beloved pop-tart, but Hiei merely stepped back so that her pop-tart was unreachable from Kiya's spot on the counter.

Kiya then realized that by caring that Hiei had taken her pop-tart was only proving his point….which was of course true, but she sure as hell didn't want Hiei to know that. So, she crossed her arms and scoffed. "I don't care about the pop-tart. You can have it." As much as it pained her to say those words, she kept a straight face.

Out of the corner of her eye, Kiya took one reassuring look at the box of pop-tarts next to her.

You can have the pop-tart, fire-boy. I have a whole box.

Just then, Hiei's smirk deepened and Kiya mentally slapped herself.

Keep your thoughts quiet, dumb ass. He can hear them!

Kiya made a desperate attempt to dive for her box before Hiei could get to them, but it was too late. Hiei took the box and flitted to the other end of the kitchen, the box beside him on the table, the opened pop-tart still in his hand. Suddenly, Hiei did the unthinkable.

He raised his left hand and with it broke off a piece of the pop-tart.

Kiya's eyes widened. "Hiei…..don't…" she warned.

Hiei just kept their eye contact and raised his hand to his mouth, the pop-tart brushing against his lips.

"…….No……put the pop-tart down Hiei." Kiya suddenly decided that her damn pride could wait. Her pop-tart was in danger! "…Hiei……Please put the pop-tart dow---NO!" Kiya screamed when Hiei quickly popped the pop-tart into his mouth. Kiya felt like she was about to cry. "You damn…." Her words stopped short as Kiya was blessed with an idea.

Hiei was going to hate her. Revenge is oh so sweet.

Before Hiei had time to read Kiya's mind, Kiya jumped off the counter and ran to the freezer. She opened the freezer door and pulled out the gigantic tub of Cookie's n' Cream. She opened the tub and turned to smirk at Hiei, a menacing look in her blue and silver eyes.

"Onna…" He growled.

"Hand over the pop-tart and the pop-tart box and your precious sweet snow will be spared."

Hiei was never one to give into a threat, especially one coming from someone so small. So, instead he smirked. Of course he was worried about his sweet snow, but he'd be damned if he'd show it. Hiei broke off another piece of pop-tart and in response, Kiya dipped two fingers into the ice-cream. At the same time, they both raised their hands to their mouths and glared at each other.

"This is your last chance, Hiei. Hand over my pop-tarts and your sweet snow will be unharmed."

"Hn. No."

They both opened their mouths simultaneously and just stood there, looking at each other.

It all happened so quickly. Before either of them knew what was going on, they were at each other's throats, pop-tarts and ice cream sprawled across the kitchen. Kiya smirked at Hiei and raised her ice-cream covered fingers to her lips.

She was suddenly against the wall, a katana at her throat. "Don't. You. Dare."

She grinned at the Koorime. "I knew you'd see it my way." From previous experience, Kiya's consciousness was screaming at her to not eat the ice cream, but of course, she didn't listen.

Her fingers were soon in her mouth, the ice cream sliding down her throat and Hiei's katana lowered from her throat.

"You're going to regret that." He said, his voice dangerously low and Kiya gulped. She backed up as Hiei stepped towards her.

"N-now Hiei, no need to be rash…."

"Hn. I'll show you rash." Before Kiya could even blink, she found her self being pinned on the ground by the strong, sweet snow addicted Jaganshi, with him straddling her lap.

"Jeez, Hiei. It was just some ice cream."

Hiei said nothing, but continued to glare down at her. She raised her hands and pushed against Hiei, trying to get him off of her, but her hands were declared immobile when Hiei pinned them against the ground above her head with both of his hands.

"Hiei…..get…..off……of-" She was cut off by Hiei lowering his head and extinguishing her voice with his lips. Kiya couldn't have been more surprised. First, Hiei hated her for stealing his sweet snow, now he was kissing her?

Oh well. Kiya wasn't complaining- not at all. She soon closed her eyes and kissed Hiei back, deepening it. She would've wrapped her arms around Hiei's neck, but they were currently being held above her head by Hiei. Oh well. She could feel Hiei's muscles tense and she suddenly heard a quiet but audible moan coming from Hiei and a simmering coming from their……lips?

Hiei suddenly pulled back from Kiya, his eyes widened slightly. From her position, Kiya could see a small line of steam coming from Hiei's and her own lips. It was then that Kiya noticed the beads of sweat on Hiei's forehead, clearly indicating pain of some sort.

Hiei removed his hands from her wrists and looked at them. Kiya brought one hand to her lips and felt them quizzically. She looked up at Hiei's hands to see that they too were simmering. Hiei looked down at Kiya and by the look in his eyes; she could tell that he knew nothing more about what was going on than she did.

The realization hit her like a ton of bricks.

In this form, Kiya could not have any skin-to-skin contact with Hiei, for she was water and he was fire-her opposite. She was suddenly thankful that both of them had clothes on that shielded their bodies from each other. Kiya suddenly began to feel like this was her fault and she opened her mouth, "Hiei- I'm so sor-" She was cut off by the sound of the front door opening.

Kiya looked to the front door and Hiei was off of her and gone in a matter of seconds. Kiya sighed inwardly, curing whoever interrupted their…moment. Before Kiya could get off the floor, she heard a raspy voice coming from the front door.

"Kiya, what are you doing on the floor?" (A/N you can see into the kitchen from the door) Kiya turned her head to Genkai who, along with Yukina, was coming in through the front door, groceries in hand.

"Uh….err……did you know that you have a very lovely ceiling, Genkai?"

Genkai looked doubtfully at Kiya. "You are a bad liar, dimwit."

Kiya sighed in defeat and glanced at the clock.

10:45 pm.

"I'm going to bed." Kiya mumbled as she walked towards the stairs.

"Good night, Kiya!'

"Good night, Yukina."

Kiya walked up the stairs, rubbing her eyes tiredly. She was suddenly exhausted. So much so that she didn't even bother to go back into the kitchen and retrieve her pop-tarts, the whole reason she's come downstairs in the first place. It was then that she realized that Yukina and Genkai had said nothing about her new change in appearance. Joyfully, she looked down at her arms to see that they were now back to normal, no more silver and blue lines.

She smiled to herself, obviously glad that it was over, but then her thoughts trailed back to Hiei. She brought a shaky hand to her lips once more and felt sorrowful. Water destroys the fire…that's basically how it goes. In her true form, she was like Hiei's kryptonite. When they were kissing, she had caused him pain- and it was all her fault.

"It's not your fault." She heard Hiei's voice in her mind. For a moment, she thought she was going crazy, but then she remembered that Hiei was a telepath.

Baka. She scolded herself.

'Where are you, Hiei?'

"No where that concerns you."

Kiya sighed to herself. He was so…..Hiei-ish. 'Okay. Well, I'm sorry about earlier…you know…when…'

"It wasn't your fault." He reminded her and she smiled to herself. Even when he was trying to be rough-and-tough, I-don't-give-a-damn Hiei, he still managed to be reassuring, whether he meant to or not.

'Thanks for making me feel better, Hiei. Good night.' She said to him telepathically as she closed her bedroom door behind her. She got no response, but could still feel the familiar tingling sensation she got whenever Hiei was in her mind. Not even getting undressed, she plopped onto her bed and turned out the lights, immediately falling asleep.

And just like every night since Kiya had been here, Hiei stayed in the tree by her window, protectively keeping watch over her until he knew she was not in any danger.

"Good night…"

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As soon as full-on sleep met Kiya, she found herself in the middle of a very familiar living room. She looked behind her to see a couch, with two figures sitting on it.

One woman with radiant blue hair and even bluer eyes sat next to a taller man with darker blue hair pulled back into a ponytail, his silver eyes warm and welcoming.

"Oh my god…" was all Kiya could get out before rushing to the couch and jumping into her parent's laps, hugging them both. She heard her mother laugh and she sat back to look at them.

"Hello, darling." Her mother let out, her bright smile making Kiya smile as well.

Kiya looked to her father. "Hey daddy." That's what she always called him when he was alive. Her father smiled at this and he gave her head a small rub. "Hey kiddo."

Kiya now had to ask the question. "What are you guys doing here?"

Kiya's mother took a deep breath as did her father. "Kiya. We can only be here for a few minutes, but we had to come to warn you." Her mother inhaled, then began talking again, her hand covering Kiya's hand and giving it a loving squeeze. "They're going to be coming for you, Kiya. Your future's already been planned out for you. Your father and I can't tell you what to do, but we can give you our love."

"What are you talking about? You aren't making any sense."

Her father took over now. "What your mother's trying to say is that you have a very hard decision ahead of you. No one will be able to make that decision for you, only you can. We will always be here for you, Kiya. No matter what. But we have to go now." Kiya got off their laps and they stood.

Kiya looked longingly into their eyes. "Please don't leave me again…"

Her eyes widened when she saw that her beloved parents were beginning to become transparent.

"We love you Kiya. Rob says he loves you too." Kiya smiled at that, then everything went blank.

--She thought the dream was over, but was soon proven otherwise when another 'unwelcome' guest came into her mind.

"Jasaro." She growled at the figure in front of her. He was dressed in a red button up shirt and black pants. His red hair was not spiked, but instead left to fall in his face.

"Kiya," He smirked, "I see your darling parents came to give you a little 'heads up'. I think that's sweet, but it's not going to help you in any way."

Jasaro stepped towards Kiya and she backed away from him. "You'd better stay away from me and my friends."

"You can't make me." He said in a sing-song voice. Suddenly, Jasaro ran to Kiya and gripped her upper right arm. He lowered his head so his face was right in front of hers. "And might I suggest that you don't get too close to the Forbidden Child. It will only end in heart break for you belong to me."

"I belong to no one."

Jasaro, who was obviously infuriated with her forwardness, ripped his hand from her upper arm, but not before leaving three scratch marks on it. Kiya gasped in pain and then opened her eyes.

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Kiya bolted up in bed, her forehead covered with beads of sweat. She looked at her bedside clock to see that it read, 6:03 am.

School started at 7:00, so she might as well get up now. She tossed the blankets away from her form and stumbled to the bathroom. When in the bathroom, she stripped off her clothes from yesterday and turned on the shower water, getting in immediately. She shampooed her hair, but froze when she saw the crimson liquid trailing down her right arm. She looked at the three scratch marks on her upper arm and her breath hitched.

"Good god," she muttered to herself.

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Kiya was in her room, bandaging up the newly opened wound on her arm. She had bandaged it two times during the day, the damn things wouldn't heal. She pried the last piece of bloody cloth from her arm and washed her wound with a warm washcloth. She snarled at the bottle of alcohol next to her. That stuff burned! No way was she putting it on, even though she knew she should. She wrapped the bandage tightly around her wound before the blood began trailing down her arm again. The wound wasn't big enough to lose too much blood, and for that Kiya was thankful.

Kiya looked over at her clock. 8:30 pm. It blinked.

She groaned. She wanted to go to the party, and at the same time she didn't. She hadn't seen Hiei all day and she wanted to ask him to go to the party with her. If anything, she could ditch the party and hang out with him. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a tight black hoodie with Breaking Benjamin on it and pulled it on. She also brought out some dark jeans and her combat boots. She walked to her bathroom and put on a little bit of eyeliner and walked out of the room. While walking down to the living room, she saw Kurama.

"Hey Kurama, have you seen Hiei?"

"No." His statement was unusually short and she could hear a tint of something in it. Was it…jealousy?

"Okay, well if you do, can you give him this?" Kiya handed him the invitation that Haku had left for her. "Ask him if he'd like to go." She knew Kurama was going, too, but Kiya was going to go ahead of Yusuke, Kurama and Kuwabara just so she could check out Haku and make sure he wasn't up to anything.

"Sure I'll give it to him."

"Thanks Kurama."

Kurama hoped that Hiei didn't already know about the party because he had no intention of giving the invitation to Hiei. There were going to be a lot of loud ningens there and he knew that Hiei might get a little carried away with his katana, especially if one of the ningen boys decided to start hitting on Kiya- which would probably happen. Kurama didn't feel like explaining to Koenma what happened and seeing Hiei get put in jail.

So, Kurama tucked the paper in his pocket as he watched Kiya walk away from him and out the door.

He felt Youko growl with jealousy inside of him and he said, "Youko, you must get over her. She has already been taken."

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As Kiya walked briskly down the street, she was cursing everyone out on the sidewalk besides her. If they weren't there, she would've been able to fly to the party, but now she had to walk 6 miles to school.

Damn people.

But as Kiya walked, she was oblivious to the presence flitting from roof-top to roof-top above her, keeping one eye on her always.

Hiei scowled to himself. His future mate wasn't going anywhere without him being with her.

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Kendra a.k.a. Blazin' Blondie

Keep on Truckin'!