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Chapter 4

Hiei

Hiei's gaze shifted from the pissed off female to Koenma. He was pleasantly surprised by her choice of words to the spoilt ruler. "You know I don't want to trust you, but I know the world is in better hands if you watch over her." The fire demon circled his swords handle with his thumb in thought. "Why not just kill her?" He suggested. "It would make more sense." In response Koenma shook his head. "There are things out of my control, and unfortunately this is one of them." The fire demons eyebrow rose in question. "The relics indicate the oracles carry an ancient power that if their livelihood is terminated unnaturally, all the worlds will fall. I cannot, will not risk that." Hiei folded his arms. Turmoil running through him.

"Where is this prison?"

Whitney re-emerged from her bedroom with her duffle bag in hand. "I need to leave a note. Can I do that? Or is it against the rules?" She was rude, she knew that. But at the moment Whitney didn't care. Her life was turned around in only a few hours without detailed reasons. She noticed right away that Koenma was nowhere in sight, and she felt her frustration continue to grow. Hiei pulled his eyes from the strange memorial. "No one can know anything. No note." He watched her bottom lip tremble, and grip the handles to her bag tighter. "What about my home? My job? My family? How can you make me just vanish?" Whitney started to pant and her eyes began to water. Hiei unmoved by her behavior went back to looking at the picture. Her gaze followed his as she tried to control her tears. "My brother died saving his country." Whitney explained unsure why she even bothered. From what she could gather about this man was that he was heartless.

"Brother."

Hiei let the word roll around his tongue. Now understanding why only her smell existed in small home. Casually, he picked up the frame and handed it to Whitney. Surprise written on her face as she locked eyes with him. Silently she admired his intense red irises. Fixing the katana on his hip he turned to leave. "Let's go."

Koenma was waiting for them when they got to an isolated park across town. A frameless mirror floating in air. It was impossible for Whitney to focus on Koenma's speech when this thing was next to her. The shines along the object waved like the calm sea. "What is this?" She asked, interrupting the two men. Koenma turned his attention to the human weapon. "A way to your hideout." Her head abruptly turned in his direction. "It's a portal?" Koenma nodded. "I will take care of everything here and call when the time is right." Whitney swallowed. "And my family?" A glum look over came him. "I'm sorry Whitney, but you will have to be pronounced dead."

It was as if her heart stopped and the world around her froze. Realization flooded into her and she fell knee first into the dirt. "I'm never coming back. I'll never see them again." The tears were falling on their own now. Whitney never pleaded. She learned long ago it doesn't make a difference, or bring back the dead. Slowly she raised her head. Her eyes meeting with Koenma. "I will never forgive you for this." She whispered venomously. He stepped closer. "I don't expect you to. We can't waste any more time, the portal won't last much longer."

Quickly Hiei took a hold of Whitney's arm, forcefully lifting her. Something in Whitney snapped from his touch. She began to shout at Koenma as she tried to reclaim her arm. With ease, Hiei grabbed her discarded bag and threw it around his shoulder. Her eyes were blazing with malice as poisonous threats spewed from her lips.

"Fucking coward!"

"Liar!"

"I'll fucking kill you!"

She was easy to contain as Hiei used his strength to pull her through the portal. The last thing Koenma saw before they disappeared were her legs kicking to get away. A sadness overcame him quickly, and the façade of being strong lifted. His hands covered his face in distress. "I'm sorry." He whispered, knowing she would never hear it.

When Whitney finally arrived on the other side with Hiei she was still struggling. Scratch marks decorated his neck and forearms, but as soon as his feet hit the ground he dropped her. Immediately she collected herself and rose up. "You could have let me hit him once." She sneered. "God knows he deserves it." Hiei scowled before walking past her. "If it were up to me, I would have ended your life already."

Silence followed as Whitney turned away from him. She should have been angry with him. Should have went after him, but couldn't make herself do it. Deep down Whitney wished he had done so. Her eyes drifted back to Hiei, only to see him walking towards a small house. Letting out a heavy sigh, Whitney picked up her duffle bag and began to follow him. Sakura trees littered the field for miles. It was breathtaking and serene. 'Is this where I'm going to live for now on?'

Walking up the wooden steps, Whitney took in the small flower gardens and pond. Everything was un-kept and out grown. The grass was tall, coming up to her waist and the steps were dusty with pollen. Hiei slid open the front door, and was greeted with an abundance of cobwebs. His ruby eyes met brown, an understanding of the filth they got thrown into. "I should have let you hit him twice." Whitney smiled. Clearly he was just as upset with Koenma as she was. Making her way inside, Whitney took note of how many rooms she got to choose from, and Hiei somehow disappeared before she could ask him any questions. "Asshole."

Kishou leaned further into the chair as he watched Ruko being attended to. Whoever interrupted them was powerful, and well trained. "Curious." He muttered. "Very curious." A young servant entered the room with new cloths as another left with bloody ones. "Ki-shou." Ruko whispered full of pain. Dutifully the lord walked over to his bed and kneeled. His amber eyes shined with excitement at his partner's mangled body. "I ca-can't hold on muc-" "Shh." Kishou hushed quietly. He sent a stern look towards the healers and motioned towards the door. Instantly they obliged and left the room without another word. Standing tall, Kishou pulled a black dagger from his hip. His left hand rested lightly on Ruko's eyes. "Do not fear Ruko, I will make you whole again." The metal pierced Ruko's heart and he screamed.

Whitney wiped her forehead with the back of her hand for the third time that afternoon. Cleaning the place was helping her think and calm down. It was easier now to understand why she was pulled away from her life so quickly. 'But I still need answers.' Dropping the sponge back into the water bucket, Whitney got up from the floor and dusted herself off. Hiei was still nowhere to be found and she felt the bubble of frustration rising up her throat again. The place wasn't as large as she thought it was. There were only three bedrooms, one bath, a large sitting area and kitchen. 'With a ton of counter space!' She thought excitedly. Her stomach growled at the thought and she realized there was no food to be found.

When she stepped outside in the rays of the warm sun, Whitney could see a dark figure in the distance. 'Finally!' Instead of waiting for him, Whitney walked towards him. Instantly noting that he was carrying something large on his shoulder. As she got closer, her stomach rolled with joy. A big woven basket filled to the brim with fruits and vegetables greeted her. "Where did you get this?" She asked as she closed the distance. Hiei continued his walk to the house completely bypassing her. "The market." Was her only reply.

Her hands raised to the roots of her hair and she pulled in anger. This guy was a complete dick in her standards. When she went back into the Japanese style home, Whitney found Hiei in the kitchen going through the basket. She leaned against the door frame and watched him quietly. There was something about him that she admired, but couldn't place her finger on. He was taller than her, and very toned. His clothes would never make a person notice, but when she was being carried. 'Oh my.' Politely she cleared her throat. "Do you need any help?" Whitney asked. "I could try and make you something for lunch." Hiei turned his head in her direction. His face void of emotion. "What makes you think I would want anything you put together?"

'That's it!'

She walked up to him, face red with boiling blood. She jabbed him in the shoulder with her pointer finger. "I'm trying to be nice asshole." She started. "You could at least do the same for me. I didn't ask to be here and for you to protect me." He stopped momentarily, eyeing her up and down. Her hair was a mess of dark thick frizzy curls, her tanned skin covered with dust, and her clothes matched the outcome of cleaning. Hiei started to leave the room, but stopped at the doorway. "Make your human trash, I don't care." He turned to leave but Whitney ran over and grabbed his shoulder. A disabling shock ran through her and brown eyes rolled back.

Snow everywhere. A baby boy with intense ruby eyes bundled in cloth and writing. A faceless blue haired woman cradling him to her chest. She was crying, her white knuckles gripping in fear. Three woman stood behind her on the cliff. Two restraining the third. "Please don't do this!"

And then she let go…

Whitney's eyes snapped back, and let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Hiei watched her carefully, unsure if she needed medical attention. She studied his features. Trying to process what she just saw. This never happened to her before. His eyes connected with hers and her gut churned. 'It was him.' Whitney thought sadly. 'I was seeing his past.' Instantly she let go of his shoulder and took a step back. Hiei's eyebrow rose in question. "I'm sorry." She began. "I didn't realize what you went through." The raised eyebrow furrowed forward meeting the other. "What?" He asked bitterly. Koenma never mentioned to him the details about this oracle, and right now he was not in the mood to find out what she saw.

Whitney bit her bottom lip, unsure how to tell him. "I said I was sorry?" Her eyes were her worst enemy he decided. They could easily tell her opponents what she was thinking, feeling. "I didn't rea-" "I know what you said!" Hiei roared. His hand connected with her throat and pushed her up against the wall. "What did you see?" He questioned. Sympathy was the one thing he loathed, and the fact this human bore the emotion so freely had him riled.

Instantly her hands rose to her throat, trying to pry his fingers away. "Please." She gasped. Fear rippled through her. Never had she seen a man capable of losing control so quickly. Instead of loosening his grip, Hiei tightened his hold. "What did you see?" Her eyes widened when she caught the faintest glimpse of his canine. It was long, sharp, and deadly. "A woman." Whitney choked. "She threw you off a cliff." Immediately Hiei let go, and Whitney fell to the floor. She quickly rubbed the one side of her neck that hurt the worst in her coughing fit. Hiei's boots visible to her from the floor. "Never touch me again." He warned before walking away. Tears clouded her sight as she continued to sit still. Her hands now buried in her hair with her face pressed against her knees. "It's not my fault." She murmured. "It's not my fault."

"So," Kuwabara began. "Shrimps watching over her and we can't know where they are?" Yusuke took a quick sip from his drink scowling. The Sake was pretty strong today. "Yeah, apparently if Hiei gets caught by this guy Koenma thinks he won't say a word." Flabbergasted Kuwabara hit the table with both hands and stood. "He would be the first person to blab!" Yusuke took a quick glance around, waiting to see if anyone at the bar would give away a sign they were listening. 'Gotcha!' Koenma warned them that word would get out, and they would be followed. "Kuwabara," Yusuke said. "Finish your drink, we're leaving."

It was close to midnight by the time Whitney laid down on the bed mat. The picture of her brother placed next to her. "I wish you were here." She said sleepily. "I miss you." Her finger grazed along the line of his jaw while she thought of the good times they shared together. Slowly her eyes started to close until a load noise shook her. Immediately she sat up, covers falling to her waist. Her heart thudding wildly in her chest. "Hiei?" She called out quietly. Another crash followed, and Whitney hesitantly rose from her spot on the floor. "Shit!"

Authors Note: Hello my fellow readers! I know I said I would be updating weekly, but I just can't contain my excitement! Again if there is any pointers anyone wants to share, please feel free to do so. I want the story I created to be enjoyable for all. Thank you xoxo Chrissystixx