Tilting her head up towards the roof of the car, she shut her light blue eyes in order to concentrate. In front of her, Yusuke was happily talking to Kurama, while Hiei sat quietly not used to being in a car. It was clear that he would much rather be running to the compound, but this was not about him. This was about the blonde haired girl in the back, and what she was going to have to do.
Of course, what she was about to do was not going to win her friends back after all she had done to them. That would take years of gaining back trust and not doing something like this ever again. She was feeling much better, more in control of herself. She also felt an overwhelming feeling of guilt for everything that she had done.
"Turn here." She said quietly, Kurama turning off the road and into a path that seemed to appear out of nowhere. For the next five minutes, she stared at her hands, wondering what the hell she was going to do in order to defeat Ki.
This wasn't one of those going out in the middle of nowhere so that Yusuke could eventually defeat the man on top. It was Kira's turn.
"So this is it, huh?" Yusuke asked, leaning over as the compound came into view. It wasn't as impressive as some of the places that they had shown up to fight people at, but it was certainly something.
Getting out of the car, Kira took off towards the small stable that was right beside the place. The males that she was with didn't trust her, but they seemed to believe that she would go through with the plan at least. But she just had to do this one thing before she could peacefully go into the compound and take care of business.
Opening the door to the stable, she reached the last stall on the left, opening the door and looking at the pale gold mare. The necklace was now gone from her neck, and with the necklaces disappearance, so did the caring of the horse. She looked slender and sick; there was no food inside the stall for her. Pieces of the gate had been chewed on as she tried to get some nutrients into her.
As Kira gave the horse some water and some hay, she pressed a kiss to the mare's forehead. "I promise that I will get you a nice field with other horses to play with after this."
This was a promise that she intended to keep for the faithful mare. She was thankful that the mare was not one of the original four that Yaman had envisioned when he picked up the necklaces. Those were the only people that one would have to come from.
And that one person was going to be Kira. Or else she would definitely be dying trying.
A knock came from behind her, quickly snapping her from what she was doing. Kurama stood there, his green eyes unnaturally dark as he looked at her. He didn't have a lot of faith in her ability to fight; she could see that from here.
He'd clearly forgotten when she had deflected Hiei's dragon. He didn't know what she was capable of, but she knew all of what he was capable of. It was sort of funny to see how that worked out.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be." She replied, turning around and heading over to where he was. She stood on the tips of her toes and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, and then passed him by as though nothing had happened.
She felt a sense of pride that she was the one walking away after this kiss, that she was the one going into battle after it. She was the leader as she headed into the compound, opening the door and walking in on Ki and Yaman sitting and having a nice chat.
"About time." Ki mumbled, standing up as though they were going to have a fight right there in the kitchen. But Yaman clearly wasn't into having an expensive kitchen be destroyed by this.
"Outside, please." He said, grabbing a hold of Ki's arm before he decided to lay a punch into her.
The group walked out in silence, Kira looking over her shoulder to make sure that Ki wasn't going to attack her all of a sudden. It was a chance that she really was not willing to take. The man was bigger than her, easily could take her down.
The only ability she had was the one that only seemed to surface when faced with life or death. Or the threat of not having chocolate milk on tap, which was not likely in this situation to happen.
Turning around, she looked at Ki as he slid his hands into his pockets. Yusuke stepped back, which must've been rather hard for him.
Kurama watched with narrow eyes, waiting to see what would happen. He was prepared to jump in, in the event that things got out of hand. Kira would not die, she was perfectly safe as long as she was quick and intelligent enough to battle this boy.
Famine was wrapped around one of his wrists, pestilence on the other. War hung around his neck, the blood red diamond shining in the light as he stood there. Death was on his belt, tied so that it wouldn't be falling off of him. The question was really which one he was going to use right now. It was frightening to think that a man so violent had so much power at his finger tips.
She felt panic beginning to rise in her stomach like bile, and she prayed that it was just this man's ability to change other people's moods however he pleases. She tried her best to calm herself down, but she was so wrapped up in it that she didn't see his first move.
It was a simple punch to her chest, but it felt like it was a train hitting her. With all that training that he did, he was able to send her into the woods, causing her to break the bottom of a small tree. She sat there dazed for a few seconds, but as she watched him get closer, she snapped out of it.
Right as the punch was about to hit her right between the eyes, she jumped away from him. She kicked her leg in such a direction that it hit the back of his knee and caused him to fall down.
Pain went up her spine where she had hit the tree and she aimed a kick to the back of his head once she was up. He quickly grabbed her ankle and twisted it, pushing her back through the forest and back out into the clearing.
She skidded along the ground, getting up as quickly as she could. She knew that if she stayed down for too long, it was something that she was going to wind up regretting big time.
Standing there, she waited as he walked out; his eyes seemed darker than they had ever been before. She took a timid step back as he raised his hand, his finger pointing at her.
It felt as though a hose was sucking out all the energy from every part of her body. She could feel her knees growing week, as he pointed his other finger at her, and the sensation of wanting to throw up hit her suddenly.
This must have been the combined abilities of famine and pestilence. A feeling of depression hit her, which must've been thanks to the mood changing powers of war. She fell to her knees, seeing light pouring from her body. Finally, that was death; he was taking energy from her life and using it for himself.
Raising a hand in the air, she attempted to shield herself from him, praying to herself that her inner powers would rise up. Before then, she had never really been able to feel what the powers felt like.
But there it was, as though there was a shield surrounding her from the tips of her fingers. The palm of her hand warmed up, and a burst left her entire body, bouncing everything that he was throwing at her right back to him.
It wasn't entirely clear what of the four things happened to him first, but he was not a pretty sight by the time that they were all done with him. He wasn't really anything at that point, just a big dark red blob of blood and guts.
Yaman wasted no time running over to Ki's dead body, but he did something that surprised everyone.
He started to laugh, very loudly.
"What are you laughing about, old man?" Yusuke said from directly behind Kira. Hiei had his hand on his katana, waiting for the old man to say something to start the next fight.
Kurama however, had kneeled by an exhausted looking Kira and was checking her back to make sure that she was going to be alight. She was about to protest when he quickly spoke: "You can never be too sure about a back injury."
"These are mine." Yaman said, reaching into the pile of deceased body and pulling the necklaces out one by one. He was about to place them on his neck when Yusuke decided that, that was enough. The blast was much harder than the one he had aimed at Kira, and Yaman really didn't stand a chance.
The necklace fell to the ground, and with great caution, Yusuke lifted them up.
A week after the necklaces had been destroyed, Kira shut her eyes and tilted her head back, and lying in the bed that Genkai was letting her use until she actually got a job and got on her feet. It felt as though her life had passed before her over the past year without her having any control over it what so ever. Her mother was still worried about her all the time, but she seemed to be more satisfied now that Kira was visiting her more often.
Kurama walked in as his friend laid there, his dark green eyes focused on her form. She was still the beautiful girl that he had been friends with his entire human life. He had forgiven her for all that she had done, and he was helping her in the process of her forgiving herself.
Without a word, he shut the door behind him and lay down beside her in the bed. They remained in silence, Kira's eyes opening to stare up at the ceiling above them.
After some time, she turned her head and looked over at him. Her eyes traveled over the half of his face that she could see. A friend that she had known her entire life, through the good and the bad; she couldn't help the smile that came onto her face.
"What?" He asked, seeing her staring at him out the corner of his eye.
"We've been friends since I was two." She said, as though she was realizing it for the very first time.
"Yeah." He said, a smile curling on his lips as he turned his head to look at her. They went back into silence, the two of them looking each other in the eyes as they lay there.
Kira watched him for a few seconds, and decided to be the one to do it. She had done it once before, but that was under the circumstances of she thought she was going to die. Leaning forward, she pressed a kiss to his lips, her eyes shut as she did so.
She didn't expect much out of it, they had played this game many times before this day. But instead, she got a deeper kiss than she had originally initiated.
It held so much passion that she was nearly rendered breathless from it. She pulled back in order to breathe, looking him in the eyes. In the pools of green she could see the desire and love, definitely love this time. She was sure of it.
A giggle left her as they began to kiss again, her arms wrapping around his neck as he shifted so that his torso was covering hers. The kisses were changing from being very serious and deep, to being more playful.
But it was clear where this was going.
Fingers began to roam to rather inappropriate places. The giggles were changing to soft moans as she felt his fingers caressing parts of her body. Soon, her shirt was being tossed somewhere on the floor behind him. His shirt was soon to follow. Then her bra came next.
His lips were so soft as they traveled down her neck, pressing soft kisses down to her breasts. This caused another moan to leave her.
Because she was in bed, she had only worn a t-shirt, the bra and a pair of panties.
He shifted himself so that he was now situated between her legs, smiling as he ran her hand down her body until he reached her panties. He was gentle as he pushed them down, and he soon was laying his body over hers again.
He only needed to shift himself out of his pants in order to start this, and with a house full of people like Yusuke, it was safest if pulling his pants on was faster.
The initial movement inside of her sent a shock of pain through her body, and he slowed down when he saw the expression on her face.
"Are you alright?" He asked her softly, pressing a kiss to the side of her head as he waited for her to respond. He would have not a problem pulling out and laying there with her.
After a few seconds, the pain dulled down and she nodded her head. "Go."
The next few thrusts were sending small bits of pain, but after some time she found that she was actually feeling pleasure as he thrusted inside of her. She had to bury her face into his neck in order to muffle the moans that were leaving her, shutting her eyes tightly.
It didn't take long for him to finish, and for her to reach a climax. It was both of their first times, for Kurama it was his first time in a human body. As they lay there in the after glow of what had happened, she smiled and kissed the side of his neck.
"I think I love you." She whispered shyly. After so many years, she was finally willing to admit that out loud, and to herself.
"I love you too."