A/N: Read below if you are interested in a Hiei story!
I know that a lot of people may or may not like this story, but I'm starting another one that I think a lot of people will really enjoy. It's called Her Silent Scream (title is subject to change, however) and it is centered around Hiei and yet another OC (no this story and that story are not related) and here's the summary:
Thieves have stolen priceless artifacts, impersonating the gang! They are able to clear their names in the Spirit World (though not the demon world), but the thieves move to the human world, they aren't safe in their own homes. When the gang is forced to take refuge with Yusuke's odd cousin and violent uncle, can they save more than themselves?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yuyu Hakusho; if I did, there would still be episodes on at normal hours of the day.
"Hey, Rika. You find anything yet?" Reseph called from his place in the hearth.
"No," Yurika growled, "don't call me Rika."
"You used to like it."
Yurika's head snapped up, and she hissed through gritted teeth, "It brings up unpleasant memories."
Reseph closed his eyes, yawning as if there was not a very dangerous demon in the room with him. Finally, after Yurika had turned her head back to the paper (though for all she could concentrate on them, she might as well have not) Respeh decided to speak again.
"You know, I think it brings up very good memories, it's just that you can't deal with them."
Shiing
A dagger pierced through Reseph's forehead. He yelped in surprise. A fiery tendril reached out from the main mass and quickly became a dark-skinned hand. Tenderly the fingers touched his flamed forehead.
"You can't always solve problems by throwing daggers at them," he said quietly.
To his surprise, Yurika responded with a soft, "Maybe that's the only way I know how."
Reseph drew back into himself, leaving them in silence. He'd watch the young demoness wile away her years in a secluded castle. It had pained him, watching her, especially because he had watched her long before the she was cursed with the mark.
Morrio had shown interest in his half-sister before she knew about him. He claimed that she had special powers that were beyond either of theirs. Reseph, at the time, had been one of the few demons that Morrio had kept alive from his father's rule. Together, he and Morrio watched over Yurika, and when she left, Reseph followed. He never bothered to tell Morrio why Yurika was so much more powerful than him.
This was as close as she had ever come to admitting a weakness. Reseph felt his fiery bowels churn and warm. It was demoralizing to see such a young and bright (though only in her own mind did that brightness show) demoness, in her prime, admit to such a weakness. But there was something else to that warmness Reseph was feeling.
It was pride.
Genkai sat at the abandoned kitchen table late into the night, sipping her tea. This was a very interesting situation she was in. A young demoness pushes away the one she loves to keep him safe, breaking his heart. After being reunited, she continues to be cold towards him and him towards her. He finally finds out the truth, and the demoness is ready to leave the moment she has the book she needs and the solution to the ailment that is tearing them apart. It was better than a soap opera.
She sobered.
The book Yurika needed was rare; she would have to contact old friends to find it. As soon as Hiei helped Yurika to realize her mother's curse, hell would break loose. Genaki had played the game long enough to know once that card was turned, urgent business would need to be addressed.
Decisions would have to be made.
Relationships tested.
Tears to cry for the lost.
Genkai sipped her tea.
"Get up girl! It's time for school!"
Yurika blinked her eyes against the light coming in from the windows. Genkai's scratchy voice called out to her once more before sounds of receding steps could be heard. She groaned a little and lifted herself from the floor. She spared a look at Kato, and the breath caught in her throat. His eyes were open and watching her. She was at his side in an instant.
"Kato? Kato, can you hear me?" Yurika asked urgently.
The boy nodded, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Miss Yurika."
Yurika smiled tightly, her eyes pooling slightly, "Kato, it is fine. It's not your fault, and we're going to get help for you."
Kato nodded and Yurika watched as he slowly fell asleep. She felt slight relief that Kato was awake; that, at least, was a good sign. Or it could be a bad sign. A very bad sign. Yurika felt a chill go through her and made a quick decision.
"Yurika!"
"I'm coming!" Yurika called back agitatedly.
She quickly threw on the hated school uniform and grabbed the bag that she was using for the books for school. She spared one last look at Kato before leaving.
From now on, Kato would come before her curse.
A/N: I know it took forever, but I have maybe an hour a night to work on 14 stories, not to mention the stories I was to get published (which, yes, they are a lot better than this one).