Chapter 2
She was surrounded in a swirling vortex of heat. Ribbons of pleasure wrapped themselves around her inner things, and pooled harshly in her chest. She struggled to catch her breath as the kiss intensified. If she didn't slow this up now, she was going to go up in flames...
Flash
"Thank you Al, Mr. Mae hurriedly threw back while walking away, your work here is done,"
Al's face was a gentle pink and she was avoiding Hiei's stony glaze. "You're welcome Mr. Mae," was her soft response.
Al turned away from him intending to focus her gaze on anything but Hiei. Her eyes fell upon Keiko. Keiko smiled at her gently, and gave her a small conspiring wink. Al's blush intensified, and she was quite positive she was going to die of humiliation. Why am I acting this way? I've kissed a lot of guys so its not like this should be a big deal. I mean its never felt like this before...but it has been a long time...since him...
"Woman." Hiei's stony voice cut through Al's rampant thoughts.
"Uh yeah?" Al responded, not looking at him.
Hiei glared at her. "Make sure there isn't a next time, for this little incident. I don't want you thinking that you can just go and kiss me as you please,"
Al's blush was now a deep red, "I'm really sorry, she said with earnest, I'll make sure it wont happen again."
"You do that," Hiei responded.
Al turned to Keiko somewhat relieved that she'd cleared up what Hiei so "lovingly" referred to as 'that little incident'
Yusuke and Kuwabara meanwhile had decided to focus on teasing Hiei about what they were deducing to be, "His first kiss"
"I'm glad that's over she said smiling softly, I thought that he was going to kill me or something,"
Kurama smiled and interrupted Keiko attempting to put her fears to rest, "Oh don't worry about that Miss, you probably just shocked him. Hiei's not used to being shocked. By anything,"
Keiko smiled in response, "Yeah you probably just shocked him. Hiei's a bigger softie than you think, I promise you,"
Al looked at Hiei who was sitting there, seemingly pouting. He turned to glare at her. She sweat dropped.
"Heh...if you say so,"
Hiei got up and began walking toward her about to converse. Al took this as a threatening gesture.
It probably was.
She turned to Keiko and Kurama.
"I have to be going. So nice to meet you," And with a wave she was gone.
"Well that was interesting," Kurama remarked turning to Keiko with upraised eyes.
"Yes certainly, Keiko replied sweat dropping, this wasn't something I expected,"
A song then started up in the background.
Sweet little Hiei had himself his first kiss
Better than last years wish
He wanted a new pair of care bear underwear
And pink ribbons for his black hair
But now all he can do is gape
Because the fairy missed his chance to rapppeee
Alllllinnnnnaaaa.
The song was followed by the sounds of a painful beating. Keiko and Kurama kept their eyes averted, and whistled a seemingly innocent tune.
Al walked home, her footsteps barely echoing on the cracked sidewalk. She could feel eyes on her from all over, but chose to ignore them. She didn't have the time, nor the patience to take the safe way home. She was still on fire from Hiei's kiss.
A small smile stretched across her lips, illuminating her ice blue eyes. She was lost in thought as she remembered the cyclone of heat that has cloaked her body. She paused to wonder what it would be like to kiss him, a second time...
She frowned at herself, and issued a stern rebuke. This is no time for lust. I have things to do, and I cannot allow myself to hurt again. I cant take another chance. And besides its just one measly, silly kiss.
A foul hand wrapped around her mouth, stifling her scream. Before she knew what was happening, darkness enveloped her.
The next day.
Alina ached all over. She struggled to open up her swollen eyelids, and stars danced before her swollen lids. She clumsily attempted to get up but found that her body hurt in places she didn't know existed. She had somehow managed to wind up in her own bed. She struggled to see through her swollen eye. She clumsily got up and walked to the floor length mirror precariously placed on the rickety door. The sight that greeted her was a disaster.
Her left eye was swollen, on the top and the bottom. There were broken blood vessels and her skin had lightly almost delicately been split open. She winced as she noticed her typically rose petal pink lips were a deep rubied red. The right side of her lip was cracked and dried blood pooled down the side of her chin. She turned her face and noticed that her industrial had not been ripped out and heaved a sigh of relief. She focused again on how stiff her body was and looked into the mirror wondering whether or not she should take off her shirt to reveal the damage. She finally decided she would.
Slowly her sweater came off and shock leaped across her face as she noticed a name carved into the skin above her chest. Hiei. Two lines coming together to form an X stared back into her startled eyes. She started to pull of her pants to assess the damage on her legs and heard a crinkle. She deftly pulled force the piece of paper that lay hastily shoved in her pocket.
Consider this a warning, bitch. It read. Al grimaced. The gesturing causing a harsh pain to jolt across her face. Mumbling she went to her dresser and popped some Tylenols. Gazing back into the mirror at the name that would most likely scar into her chest, Al decided she wanted to know what the hell was going on. And she wanted to know quick.
Hurriedly she jumped into a lukewarm shower, different from her typical scathing one, and washed herself. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail, after getting out, and dabbed peroxide onto her swollen protesting lip. She glared at her reflection.
Gingerly she slipped into a soft comfortable pair of black boy shorts embedded with spider webs. She slipped on her webbed bra, and over that a loose ice blue sweater. On her bruised legs she gingerly placed some black slacks. She opted for tennis shoes instead of high heels.
She walked over to the phone book and looked up Keiko's last name. Her address resided beside it, and she wrote it down on a slip of lilac paper. Painfully sliding out of her window, better to hurt than to be seen she landed hard in a snow bank. Rubbing her hurt thigh she began the short trek to Keiko's house.
Knock Knock.
Keiko opened the door and found herself face to face with a very beaten up Al. A soft cry escaped her lips. "Oh my god Alina, what happened?" Al smiled at her.
"Its kind of foggy but I may have been beaten up," She said stony faced. It hurt to make expressions.
"Oh dear, Keiko exclaimed, What happened?,"
"I cant really remember," Al's voice trailed off.
"Oh dear, Keiko said, I must call Yusuke. Maybe he can help!,"
"Hmm, Yusuke murmured thoughtfully as he tilted Al's chin side to side, gauging the depth of her wounds, Looks like you got knocked up pretty bad,"
Kuwabara peered over his shoulder, having followed Yusuke over, "Yeah but dontcha worry who ever did this, I will avenge your honor!," He held up his fist in what was meant to be a threatening gesture.
Al attempted to half grin at him, and it turned into a creepy leer, "Yeah. I did," She was debating whether or not she wanted to tell him about the name carved into her chest.
Yusuke seemed to sense her inner turmoil, "Are there any other injuries you'd like me to look at?," He asked.
"Yeah any on your boobs or anything I can see," Kuwabara chimed in.
"You pervert!, Kurama exclaimed sticking his head into the door, How nasty of you to say such things to Miss Alina,"
Hiei followed after him, his usual, 'I don't give a crap expression' decorating his stony features.
Al sweat dropped as Yusuke punched Kuwabara in the side of the face, all the while; while checking out Keiko's butt.
"YUSUKE YOU PERVERT!," Her slap resounded through the room.
Kurama caught sight of Al's face. "Oh my dear what happened?" He questioned her.
"That's what we are trying to figure out," Yusuke said, sighing. His face was decorated with a dark red handprint.
"She cant seem to remember what happened," Keiko said.
"We were just about to see her boob-I mean injuries," Kuwabara added.
"I see, Kurama smiled. Well how about you let me look at it. I've had a bit of practice ministering to my sick mother,"
Hiei just sat in a window, staring outward.
"How about you treat the wound on my chest first," Al supplied, glancing at Hiei. He was ignoring her. For some reason it annoyed her. Her black hair bristled.
"Oh my, let us have a look at that right now, Kurama said, it might be prone to an infection,"
Kuwabara learned over his shoulder drool dripping out of his lips.
Al and Kurama glanced at him at the same time.
"Come on give her a break," Kurama, Yusuke, and Keiko said in unison.
Kuwabara just blushed.
"Uh, I think I'd rather have Hiei look at it, Al said softly, after all it does have something to do with them,"
Kurama frowned. "Whatever do you mean Miss. Alina? Well uh, somebody carved his name in my chest..." She sweat dropped.
All was silent.
So I'm not really sure where this story is going, I mean I had a story line and then I had a different one, and then I was all, eh. And I keep coming up with a billion different ideas, so we'll see.
I would love opions though on how I could improve.
-M