Because She Died

Dane Soar

This is a really short chapter, sorry about that. Drop me a review, I really appreciate it.

Part 7

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Hiei knew fire. It was his power and he had seen it in it's many forms often over the years and was very familiar with its ways. And it's scent.

He sniffed the air. Either a human was having a very large bonfire, or else something was on fire. From his position on the top of a telephone pole he looked out for the city, seeking the sight of the telltale smoke plume. Not because he was worried about some human's home, but because a gut feeling told him that something was wrong.

And Hiei had survived the age that he currently was by listening to gut feelings.

When he saw the smoke cloud, and in the next instant realized what was in that direction he swore and blurred out of view so quickly that he seemed to leave the words behind him.

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It had not been a hard fire to set.

Both boys carried lighters, for the same indiscernible reason that any teenaged boy felt the need to carry around such things, and Kuwabara had found a can of gasoline in the garage. As he spread it around the kitchen, the room it was most important that as much as burned as possible, Yusuke closed Shiori's eyes.

"Are you sure we should do this?" Kuwabara had asked Yusuke, as they stood at the corner of the room. "It's Kurama's mom, you know? And… I've got a bad feeling about this. Like we're about to do something really dumb."

"We don't know if Kurama's probably still out of it and we can't let somebody stumble across his mom's body while we wait for him to wake up. Or while we look for wherever Hiei stashed him." Yusuke flicked the lid of his lighter on and tossed it back into the kitchen.

They didn't stick around inside to watch the flames, instead heading outside to the backyard, where they could both supervise the blaze but were unlikely to get spotted. Seating themselves a safe distance from the house, the two watched the flames begin to leak from the downstairs windows.

Faintly, still very far off, were sirens. Someone had seen the fire. Not their problem, so long as they didn't get fingered for the arson, unlikely since most of the evidence of it was inside, being burned to ashes at this very moment.

And it wasn't until Hiei materialized practically out of thin air, with an absolutely furious look on his face that they even knew that anything was really wrong.

Anything new that was.

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TBC