Forbidden Love : Deadly Fun
A/N: Oh, hello friends! Thanks for all the lovely reviews! I appreciate your effort and time ! Alright, this is going to be a fun chapter(Hence the title)! Okay, prepare for the carnage... of Hiei and Botan!
I
Botan woke to a normal day. Her dreams consisted of many emotions. Thanks to my Master, now I can feel them... Most of them were bits of anger and annoyance, thanks to a certain other First Advocate no doubt. No matter, the feelings were refreshing. She had never felt anger before until Hiei came along.
Shaking herself awake, the holy Advocate made her way to the kitchen, draining a cup of coffee in about forty-five seconds. Time to work...
Many artifacts had entered and exited her house. Two very important ones were spread across her table. Botan was honored to have them entrusted to her. No matter how corrupted they may be.
Her fingers traced the hems of Judas Iscariot's robe. Then she looked over to the finest silver that shone on her table. The spear that Lucifer used in his rebellion against God. Simply fascinating.
She put on glasses that magnified the robes so much that she could see each and every fiber. She wasn't looking for evil. They were just ordinary robes that happened to be worn by a not so ordinary man. In fact, she wasn't looking for anything in particular in the two objects. Well, Lucifer might have cast some wards or powerful incantations.
She smiled. I have the entire day to myself and these artifacts. Nothing could possibly get me down. Not today. That was, of course, until her Master contacted her.
II
Hiei woke up with a bit of a headache. Damn... I shouldn't have taken that shot. He had been angry and annoyed. That caused him to do stupid things. Like drink. He didn't usually drink alcohol, so that shot was pretty powerful.
The First Advocate stretched and blinked lazily. It's that dumb angel's fault. He washed his face when his doorbell rang. He looked at the sliver watch that was on his wrist. It was nine in the morning.
"Hiei! Open up!"
The demon growled as he made his way to the door, throwing his cloak over his boxers. He opened the door and his face fell. Not out of disappointment. Out of surprise.
"Jin? What are you doing here?"
The red haired demon winked, his Irish accent accentuating his every word.
"Ah, well, I was going to invite you to a little party." His eyebrow arched suggestively. "Many gorgeous women will be there." He cleared his throat. "Also, our excellence will be attending." Another pause. "I think he wished for you to attend."
Hiei knew that was coming. He hated parties. Loathed them. But, his Master had hinted that he wanted Hiei to be there. So, he went.
Little. Little was the biggest understatement that Jin had made. Hiei found himself at a popular club. He had to wear a badge. All the women recognized it, and instantly, they were all over him. Hands were everywhere. Now, Hiei wasn't that easy to make nervous, but seriously, he was being touched... in every possible place.
Hiei went into the restroom. He took a few deep breaths. That was when he realized that it was December twentieth. The third anniversary. He looked around, and as soon as he was certain that he was alone, he disappeared.
III
There was a hospital, just off the coast of London, that Hiei visited on the twentieth of December. The walls and floors were white, and to some that would be eery. To Hiei it fit the room that was in.
There on the bed lay the most remarkable human he had ever attempted to seduce into Hell. She was lost in a coma. She had been for four years. Hiei gazed at her dark aqua-blue hair. Her face was like porcelain. Her lips were white, not haven been licked for years. Hiei pulled out some chap stick and applied it to the soft flesh.
Yukina...
It was snowing in her mind. Hiei chuckled at his. It was always snowing when he came. He looked around. His breath was a white cloud in front of him.
"You came. I'm glad."
Hiei looked over his shoulder, and there she was as beautiful as ever. She was beauty in human form. Her blue hair was down and it framed her face perfectly. She was wearing a black coat with white mittens. Hiei smirked as he walked toward her, in his black suit.
"Coming to with you a happy holidays, you know me, full of holiday cheer."
Yukina smiled at his dark sarcasm. She snuggled into her coat.
"Did you come to try and take me again?"
Hiei frowned at the question. Last year she had failed to mention it.
"No. You are safe from my employers."
She smiled at his words. They were not thick with emotion. They lacked it, but she knew that he always told the truth. That was just how it worked.
"Are you allowed to be here?"
Hiei clenched his fists, and he broke out into a sweat, even in the cold.
"No."
Yukina frowned at first, but then she smiled at him. She almost looked anxious.
"Won't you be in trouble of they find you here?"
He would be. Oh yes, if Master found out that he had spared a soul... he would be executed by the Laws of Heaven and Hell. But, he couldn't do it.
"That doesn't matter."
Yukina smiled wistfully.
"If you say so." She inhaled slowly. "Do you remember how we met?" Hiei did remember. Sometimes he dreamed about it. "You tried to take me to Hell." The demon flinched at the words. He had never felt guilt before he corresponded with her. "I didn't want to go. You told me to give up, that I would never wake up, but I wanted to try."
The Advocate trembled.
"I remember."
The girl was only sixteen. She had barely lived her life. He watched her smile sadly.
"Hiei, can I ask you something?"
The demon looked up.
"Yes."
"Could you visit me on Christmas? It gets lonely with just me."
Hiei bit his lip and nodded. He shouldn't agree to it. But, he couldn't refuse her. Next to his Master, she held his greatest respect.
"I have to go now. Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Hiei licked his lips as he left her mind. She looked like she was sleeping. Like she could wake up at any moment. He pressed his right hand against her forehead lightly. He let out his breath slowly. He summoned his power to create a ward. I, First Advocate of Hell demand that spirits of the underworld leave this soul alone.
A red light graced the room, and barely a split second later, Hiei was gone, his Master having summoned him.
IV
Botan stood in Central Park. Snow floated down, but when she examined it, it didn't fall. It was like some sort of energy persuaded them to suspend in the air for twenty seconds, barely moving at all. It was hypnotizing. She saw her Master and Lucifer leave. She heard Lucifer talk to her, his hand on her shoulder. He had told her that Hiei would be here, but he might be a little late.
That didn't bother her. She was enjoying the scenery, enjoying how her flesh felt... freezing. She was enjoying how she felt a lump in her throat just by looking at the trees, the lake, the flakes. She hadn't the faintest idea as to why.
"Spacing out? I didn't know that angels were allowed to do that."
Botan didn't flinch. She didn't startled or scream. She just turned around smoothly and smiled. Her stomach didn't clench like it did when she was angry. The Advocate wasn't dreading their meeting like he most likely had. She had actually... though she was a bit frightened to admit it... looking forward to it.
"No, well, yes. Not anymore."
The demon didn't return her smile. But, as the angel studied his face, she noticed that there was something in his eyes. A pain. As soon as she spotted it, or perhaps when he noticed that she noticed it, it was gone.
"Ready to have some real fun?"
His voice was not eager, but she sensed the challenge behind it. Botan loved challenges.
"Always."
The demon grabbed her hand, and they were off."
V
At first, Botan didn't know where they were. All that she knew was that she was in an uncomfortable seat. She was restrained by something, but it only held back her shoulders, not her arms. The angel looked to her side, to see a smirking Hiei. That was when she felt the lurch, and she looked forward. There was a track. It was going down.
And then she was flying. She was flying so far and so fast, her mind couldn't catch up with her. The Advocate laughed and screamed at the same time. Her hair whipped in the wind, and somehow it was still in a pony tail when they got off.
VI
Hiei heard her screaming. He was tempted to take her hand and leave to another experience, but then he heard her laughing. He gazed at her face, not focusing on the tracks that rattled beneath them. Her pink eyes were wide, and her hair swam in the air.
When the got off, she was shaking so bad that he almost asked her if she was alright. Almost. Then she started giggling. She was giggling like mad, and it got old after a few seconds.
"Okay, come on."
He slipped his hand into hers and pulled her to his next task. His hair rushed back with all the wind. Botan squealed as she looked around them. Hiei knew that the salty air was already making her heart pound as the wind toyed with them.
They were up at least thirty feet in the crows nest of a ship. A sailing ship. He was annoyed that the onna wasn't screaming with fright. At the same time, she gained some respect from him, whether she knew it or not. Her eyes would light up, and he could tell that this was a new experience for her. Even so, she was not afraid.
So, Hiei brought her to every place he could think of. Literally. The Louvre, the Pyramids, musicals, plays, wars, rallies, raves, and clubs. She smiled at each one, though at the clubs and raves she did give him a look of disapproval.
That was when he pushed it. The demon got a little too curious. So, he went very simple. A simple gathering. A circle of teenagers. In the center of the circle was... well there was a bottle.
VII
Botan was spinning. Her head was spinning with so much information. She had never been to an amusement park, or Broadway, or to a club. Her body was trying to process everything at the same time. That was when everything slowed. She was prepared for loud noises and beating music. All she got was whispers and low whistle.
Her pink eyes settled on a Coke-a-Cola bottle that was spinning in front of her. She peered around long enough to see that Hiei was next to her, and he was not in his normal body. Neither was she. That was when a low chatter started. She looked back toward the center of the circle. The bottle was pointed at her.
At first, well, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do, so she just sat there. That was when she saw movement. A boy, one that she didn't know, was walking toward her. Well, it was more like crawling because he was too lazy to get up.
The angel heard Hiei let out a little scoff. That was when she first second guessed him. The boy grew close and closed his eyes, his face nearing hers. Too close. He was centimeters away for Keiko's sake! Botan scrambled to find Hiei's hand, squeezing it as she closed her eyes and took them away from the party.
VIII
Botan took a few deep breaths. Her face was hot! She couldn't stop blushing and her heart refused to stop pounding. She sat down in her familiar kitchen chair. Her head tilted back and she heard the scraping of her other chair.
"I thought you were having fun."
Botan wanted to yell and scream. But, she held her tongue. He may have been a demon, but he didn't know why she reacted so harshly. But still... who takes an angel to a party to get kissed?
"I was. You can't just do that though... I can't get kissed."
The demon stuck out his tongue in disgust.
"You can't tell me that God doesn't allow angels to kiss!"
Botan laughed softly, and she saw the demon narrow his eyes, the only change on his cold face.
"No, she does. But..." She felt her face flush. She felt stupid trying to explain this to a demon, who had sinned far beyond anything she could possibly imagine. "I have to wait... until it's meant to be... until it's special."
IX
Hiei didn't say anything for a good while. He was tired, but he was thinking about what Botan said. Waiting until it felt right to kiss someone. It was laughable where he came from. Kissing... and... doing other things were a part of a demon's life.
A clock ticked on the wall somewhere.
"It's getting late..."
Botan nodded. Then she smiled, remembering something.
"I made up a bed for you, just in case our Master's decided to pull an all nighter again." The Advocate was astonished. Why had she done that for him? He was from hell! A demon! First Advocate! He followed the angel silently as she showed him to a room. The bed was a pullout couch, and some blankets were thrown on it. "If you need anything else, you know where to find me."
At first, Hiei was confused, but then her recalled putting her in her own bed.
"Hn."
"Goodnight."
Hiei only gave a nod in return as the door closed behind him. He made his way to the bed slowly, a part of him thinking that it was a trap. There wasn't any wards on it. I guess it would be okay...
The demon crawled under the blankets and slept, and smirked. No one would ever believe this... The First Advocate of Hell, sleeping in the spare bed of an angel...
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