Shezka: I have to take an oath to update my stories more. (points at Hiei who is holding a sword at her throat)
Hiei: Say it before I kill you.
Shezka: (holds up right hand) I hereby declare that I will update within two to three days of my last update.
Hiei: (puts away sword) Now read and review.
"So, you decided to face me you coward." Hiei snarled smoke still streaming from him. Huroda laughed and drew his very own sword. A challenge was a challenge to him. Besides, he had plans for this young one. Hiei drew his sword as well and waited for his father to make the first move. Huroda did the most predictable thing in the world anyone would in any common fight, he charged.
"Your moves are so slow I can see them coming from a mile away." Hiei said easily dodging the oncoming attack. Huroda halted an looked back at his son with a devilish grin on his face.
"Don't judge simply by appearances, my son. That just may be the death of you." Huroda said wickedly turning to face him again. Hiei leveled his sword than thought better of it. Instead, he reached for his right arm. Where the Dragon of the Darkness Flam housed. Then things happened in a flash. All he knew was that there was a yell and his father rushed forward waving his arms for Hiei to run. Hiei only registered a pain on the back of his head than blackness.
"Are you awake young one?" A unfamiliar voice whispered softly into his ear. Hiei felt his muscles tense then straigtened up. He looked at the person who had spoken to him. At first he thought it was his father, then began to notice differances. For one this guy wore a red shirt with a black vest along with black leather pants. Second, he had only one good eye that was yellow. The other one was a misty blue showing he was blind in that one. His hair was much longer and had a few silver streaks going through it, along with it being tied back into a ponytail.
"Who are you?" Hiei demanded standing up. They were in a clearing surrounded by forest. He noted his father lying asleep not far away.
"If I told you little one you wouldn't believe me." The man answered, he looked old, but he was really in his early thirties. Hiei snorted then drew his sword, slightly surprised it was still there.
"Try me before I kill you." Hiei replied coldly. The man stared at it then observed him with his one good eye.
"...What would you say if I told you my name was Hiei?" The man answered sitting down heavily in the grass as if suddenly exhausted.
"Not funny old man, tell me your real name." Hiei growled, but somewhere deep in his mind he remebered something his mother had said so very long ago.
"I want to name him Hiei. Wasn't that your older brother's name before he died?"
"You were supposed to be dead." Hiei growled not liking this man one bit. He searched the man's mind with his jagan eye, and found that it was the truth.
"You're father never wanted to get involved with my dealings. I wasn't exactly supportive when I heard my niece and nephew were part ice apparations and fire demons." The man answered tiredly not even bothering to rise when Hiei approached with his sword still drawn.
"Then why are you here now?" Hiei snarled.
"I was quick to judge back then. I'm not using that whole excuse about being stupid in my youth an all. Nope, the shock got to me and my anger blinded me. Litteraly, I tried to make myself blind by pouring acid onto my eyes. I only got one before my mind came back to me. By then it was to late to come back." The man answered. Hiei surveyed him slightly disgusted, yet also impressed on his honesty to tell the absolute truth. Not many people did that with a sword pointed at their throat. So he slid it back into its sheath knowing this man really couldn't harm him anyway.
"There must be something else you can be called. For my name is also Hiei." Hiei stated sitting crosslegged on the ground next to the man. He smiled warmly at Hiei like a father would do to a son he was extremely proud of.
"Now listen here you, I had that name first. By the dragon's fire breath you should be the one who should be called something different. But since I'm your uncle and your my nephew I suppose I can let this slip once. You can call me Hiede, Uncle, or Uncle Hiede. Pronounced with three simple words, he-a-day. It just happens to be spelled differently." Hiede answered in a firm voice.
Hiei smirked in amusement at this. His feelings for this man switched to respect and just the tiniest bit of care. Which was only reserved for Kurama. Hiede pretended to narrow his eyes menacingly then turned away to study his younger brother. Huroda slowly got up, then almost flew in a rush. He glared at his older brother and even at his own son. Hiei seemed to like Hiede more than him. Which was sort of obvious, since he had called him a filthy half-breed.
"I can see you to have gotten along well." Huroda growled stalking towards them.
"Oh baby brother, douse your fighting fire. There is no use in starting up a flame that has already be rained upon." Hiede said attempting to stand up, but failing horribly. Hiei guessed his uncle was weaker than he let on.
"A banked flame can always be relite with the right thoughts." Huroda snapped back. Hiede simply smiled as Hiei got up himself. Hiede rested a strong hand on Hiei's shoulder and rose to his feet.
"If you insist on arguing then I'm going to leave." Hiei replied as he shifted uncomfortably under the older fire demon's weight. Man, was he ever heavy!
Shezka: Oh! Hiei has an uncle! What will happen next? Send me a review and I'll update.
Hiei: (draws sword and holds it up against her neck) Be reassured readers, she will update no matter what. Even if it kills her. And by the way, please send reviews.