Forbidden Love : A Demon's Jealousy

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I

Botan woke up bright and early. It was an odd habit of sorts. Whenever she was at or hosted a sleep over, she had to be the first one awake. Now that the First Advocate of Hell was sleeping in her spare bedroom, she woke up even earlier. Why do I feel like I have to make a good impression? The angel already knew the answer. Because he has the same position as I do. We are equals.

The Advocate of Heaven started to make coffee and tea, not knowing which one Hiei liked. Then she started working on breakfast She knew exactly what she wanted. Eggs in a basket. It was toast with an egg in the middle, the yolk still in tact.

II

Hiei did not wake up slowly or calmly. As soon as he breathed in and smelled an unfamiliar sweet scent, he jolted awake, his claws flexed as he pulled up the sleeve of his right arm, revealing an ominous black tattoo.

His chest heaved as he took in his surrounds. For his first few moments of consciousness, he didn't remember where he was and contemplated searching and killing everything in the household. That was when some memories surfaced to his adrenalin hazed brain.

The angel onna. This is her spare room... I'm okay. I'm not under attack...

Hiei rubbed his eyes as he swung his legs over bed. He rubbed his pounding forehead, his Third Eye acting up because of his paranoia. As he took deep breaths, he smelled something.

III

The angel hummed as she danced around the kitchen, her white robe flowing around her. Her blue hair was down for once, and she broke up into a Beach Boys song. She barely got past the first two words before she jumped from a low snicker coming from the door.

"What are you doing? It's six in the morning!"

His voice was deep and raspy, but he wasn't tired. She could tell. She smiled a bit bashfully as she walked over to him, almost making him take a step back.

"I was singing while I was making your breakfast." She brought out a plate with four pieces of toast with eggs on them. "I hope you're hungry."

Botan almost sighed with relief as the demon gave the slightest nod she had ever seen. She poured herself some tea and Hiei wanted black coffee. Botan took a small bite of toast. Hiei was surprisingly the most reserved and conscious eater she had ever seen. He didn't spill a crumb and made sure to not emit any sort of disgusting sounds.

"Did your Master mention how long she and my Master would take?"

It was the longest sentence that Botan had ever heard the Advocate ever say.

"She said that she might take a little longer than last time. She said at most two days."

Hiei groaned as he rolled his eyes, sipping his coffee.

"Then, since I'll be here for a while," Hiei set down his cup, "may I use your shower?"

IV

Hiei knew that the question was sudden, but a mortal like you wouldn't understand. Hiei had been to a demon night club for about three hours. Three ours of sin, touching, kissing, and even licking. He felt very dirty, and not in the good way. The Advocate felt like there was an inch thick layer of grime covering his skin. The angel onna nodded.

The Advocate was guided to the bathroom, and soon he was left alone. Again. He had to wince as he stepped into the white bathroom. His red eyes narrowed at the light, but he soon adjusted. He pressed his ear to the door, but then realized what a baka he was being. The top angel of Heaven would never spy on anyone. Especially if they were nude.

So Hiei stripped off his clothes and turned on the shower, making sure that the water was as hot as it could get.

V

Botan took her time as she put away the dishes. It was about an half an hour later and Hiei was still in the shower. Sheesh! And people say that girls take long showers! Botan shook her head as she smiled to herself. When she walked by the bathroom, a thought struck her. His clothes... they're probably dirty...

The angel cracked open the door, thankful that the shower was to the far right, and swept his clothes into her arms. She blushed as she left the black boxers behind. He'll thank me later.

But, the angel didn't always think things out if it wasn't about souls or work. In fact, she is a ditz on most occasions. Botan really should have taken her time to think what a demon's response would be when his clothes were gone. But she didn't.

VI

Hiei never felt so clean in his entire life. It had to be the water, or the soup, or maybe it was the sponge but Hiei didn't care as long as it worked. He knew that he was taking a long time, but he had to get every bit of nastiness off of him. So, when he turned off the shower and stepped out into the steam, he was surprised to find that all of his clothes were gone except his underwear.

"ONNA!"

The demon heat that exploded from his body caused all the water on him to boil off of him. He threw on his boxers and rushed out of the bathroom, a cloud of moisture rushing after him. He slid into the kitchen, and she wasn't there. He kicked in the door to her bedroom. No Botan. That was when he heard a small voice behind him.

"Hiei...? Are you all right?"

The Advocate whirled around and backed Botan up against the wall, his fangs shining dangerously and his tail whipping about angrily. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them against the wall, earning a shudder from the angel.

"NO! I AM NOT ALL RIGHT! WHAT HAVE TO DONE WITH MY CLOTHES? WHAT IN GOD'S NAME GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO TAKE THEM?"

He was blind with fury and hate, very common emotions for a normal demon. That was when he blinked. He heard something... something odd. A strangled, choked cry. His senses came back to him slowly. He smelled salt and fear. He felt the onna's flesh against his hands. Her wrists. He heard sharp intakes of breath that were getting too fast, uncontrollable. And then he saw her face.

Her blue hair was frizzing a bit and her cheeks were an odd shade of...well, it's hard to explain. Her face paled, but due to her crying her cheeks were a light pink. It made her look like a porcelain doll. And Hiei happened to know that porcelain was extremely delicate.

"I-I'm s-sorry! P-please...p-p-please..."

She sank. Her sobs were coming to fast and all the extra oxygen was making her lose the feeling in her limbs. First came the dizziness. Then came the pins and needles in your arms and legs. Hiei was familiar with the signs, but not the feeling. He had tortured many ghastly souls and had seen the most disgusting of men quiver like the onna was now, pleading with him.

But this was different. This was the best angel. An angel that he thought was more pure and angelic looking than God Herself. And she was asking mercy from him. A lowly demon. Hiei felt his hands snap as they loosened his holds on her wrists, falling to his knees with her.

"Onna." She sobbed, and she wasn't slowing down. "Onna! Stop crying!" She whimpered and he gripped her forearms and held her up so she was standing, but only because of him. "Onna!"

Hiei heard her gasp as she leaned forward, her forehead almost touching his own.

"I'm dizzy..."

She was struggling to hold in her breath in order to regulate it. Hiei nodded, not knowing why he bothered, her eyes closed in concentration. Making sure to more slowly so he didn't startle her, the First Advocate of Hell made his way to the kitchen and turned on the sink, turning the knobs so that cold water ran. He stuck his hands under the running water and then maneuvered the angel so she was sitting.

Making sure that his hands were cold enough, the demon hesitantly touched the sides of her face, by her temples. He saw her eyes snap open from the unexpected contact. The pink was vibrant from her tears. He had heard something about making an angel cry. No matter who did it, they would feel horrible. Well, it had to apply to everyone because Hiei felt like he had the biggest hangover in the world.

Moving his fingers slowly, he drew circles around her temples, his thumbs wiping away the remainder of her tears.

Hiei never apologized. He didn't apologize to anyone. But, he was, though he would never EVER admit it, relieved to see her smile.

VII

Botan was astonished. Why? Why is he doing this? He's a demon... It made no sense to her. Though she did admit that it was relaxing...

"I need clothes." The angel blinked. Her heart was slowing down as she thought about it. Her eyes lit up and she her lips parted but he picked up on her plan. "There is now way in Heaven or Hell that I am wearing one of your dresses!"

There was a silence for a few moments. That was when Botan opened her eyes wide.

"Oh! Oh, wait, no. Never mind."

She saw Hiei stiffen and frown.

"What, onna?"

Botan could see the desperation in his eyes. He wanted clothes and he had a right to... but she couldn't just give him the robes!

"Promise me that you won't tell anyone you wore these!"

They were at a closet and the demon was getting impatient.

"Hn. Whatever." Botan bit her lip in hope as she opened the doors. She saw Hiei's mouth fall open in amazement. "Onna... I can't wear this."

"It's the only thing I have. Just don't mess it up or tell anyone and everything will be fine."

She saw him fidget nervously as Botan took Judas's robe and carefully handed it to him. She smiled as he looked at her uncertainly.

"Hn."

Botan smiled and they stood there for a moment until the doorbell rang. Both beings flinched at the sound and they both looked towards the door. Thinking fast, the angel pushed the demon inside, earning some protests. Putting finger on his lips she whispered.

"Just stay here, change, and be quiet, okay?"

The demon didn't nod. He looked like he was still astonished that she was touching him. But, she was gone and the doors were shut.

Botan peeked out the window to see beautiful red hair and a proud stance. She almost rolled her eyes. Darn it, Kurama! Can't you flirt with me some other time? The angel sighed as she opened the door, earning a dashing smile in return.

All the angels in Heaven were jealous, and Botan could not think of a single plausible reason as to why. Sure, he was gorgeous, but he wouldn't leave her alone! She hated to hurt people's feelings, but she was not leading him on! He should have taken the hints by now!

"Botan, I've missed you!"

He kissed her hand, and Botan had to fight the urge to withdraw her hand like when Lucifer kissed it. Actually, I think I would prefer if He kissed my hand now rather than Kurama...

"But Kurama, it's only been about a week."

Kurama showed himself in and sat down on the table, giving Hiei a good view if he was watching.

"A week of loneliness for me."

Botan wanted to scream, "Go to all the other girls! Please! I'm not interested, but the rest of Heaven is! Please!" She couldn't. His suave words would make any other angel whimper with want, but not her. She wasn't the one who believed in love at first sight, and that was what Kurama had told her.

"Well, actually, you see, I'm kind of busy, so I'm sorry but you'll have to go..."

The scrap of the chair across the floor almost frightened the angel as Kurama backed her up against the wall, his two arms on either side, blocking her from escape.

"Botan, stop running. You know that you want this. We want this..."

His eyes closed and he leaned closer. Botan tried to squeeze into the wall, but it wasn't working. She bit her lip and squirmed, her eyes tearing. I didn't want it to happen like this... someone... anyone... stop him!

VIII

Hiei changed into the robes before the person even came through the door. That was when he saw who the visitor was. The First Advocate of Hell didn't know him, but he knew all about him once he started talking to the angel.

Kurama, that was his name, was man who was soft spoken and would say all the right things at the right times. And he had his eyes on Botan, and Kurama always got what he wanted. Hiei almost wanted to wretch the loser made it so obvious.

That was when he heard the onna's tone of voice. She doesn't like him in that way... she wants him to leave and he's such an arrogant... angel to even see that!

He saw the red head move swiftly and pin the onna against the wall. He was going to kiss her. That made Hiei snap. He saw the onna's pink eyes swivel back and forth with fright and desperation. That just fueled Hiei's boiling blood.

The demon smirked and poked his pointer finger through the crack of the door. The Advocate didn't even have to think about it before the tips of Kurama's hair was on fire.

Hiei had to swallow a laugh as the angel screamed and ran out the door, not thinking to use the sink that was nearby. Baka.

Hiei opened the closet doors and stepped out, looking at Botan. She had sank to her knees and she looked horrified, her hand over her lips. The angel looked up at him, her pink eyes wide with awe.

"I thought... I was afraid... I really didn't want my first kiss to be like that." Hiei gave a reserved nod. "Thanks."

"Hn."

Botan smiled as she stood up slowly, not really knowing what to do or say. That was when she realized that Hiei was wearing the robes. She bit down a grin.

"Those robes look nice on you."

IX

A/N: Bwahahahah! It's not a cliffhanger, but it makes you want more! Oooooh Yeah! Okay, okay, calm down mia, so, what did you think. I was very proud of myself for this one . I love it! Review, review, review! Please?