Chapter Eight:
You were silent for a moment, remembering how horrible it all was. Kurama's face was unreadable. You could tell he wanted to get away from you and sighed. You were the same. You wished you could just leave your old self behind. But, that…was a wish that could not be granted.
White…White were the walls of your padded prison. Only a single window out to the darkness and a door to the hellish torments of the insane patients. Yes, you were in a mental hospital. With bloodshot eyes, you hadn't slept in days. Ever since you were put in there, you just couldn't. They hadn't taken away Samuel because you didn't tell them about him. Now, he sat beside you in a lifeless motion. The door opened. A man dressed on a white suit came in with someone you had never seen before. He sat down next to you and the white coated man left.
"I've heard a great deal about you, Surina. I know what you did. I don't know why. Can you tell me why?" You felt you veins throbbing. Samuel suddenly began to talk.
'How foolish! Surina, we shouldn't be here. I sense darkness here. Evil lies within these walls…We must get out.' The therapist kept coming everyday. And everyday you wouldn't talk. And day after day, you felt yourself slipping away…You hated these people.
"Then, something happened…" you continued, your face solemn. Kurama was starring at you looking like his brain was broken. You smiled embarrassed.
"I…um…didn't want to tell you about this because I'm different now but, since you asked…" You blushed. Kurama really shouldn't have asked about this. "If you want me to stop…I will." He gave you a weak smile.
"Please continue. It's alright."
You woke up in the night. Samuel had hollered at you to get up. You looked over to the door and heard scraping sounds. You hugged Samuel close and something dark seeped through a crack in the door.
"Who's there?!" you yelled, frightened. The shadow materialized into a beastly creature. You screamed loudly. A scream that anyone in the mental hospital would find normal there. The creature stalked over to you and you squealed in fright. "No! Don't come any closer!" The creature stopped.
"P-Please…I need your help." The voice was pitiful and sounded far away. As the creature moved into the moonlight, you saw it take the shape of a human. A boy, about thirteen or fourteen years old was standing before you. He had dark circles around his eyes and he was slightly transparent. You sat nervously on your bed, hugging Samuel tightly.
'Don't do it, child!' He hissed, 'It is a trap!' You looked at the boy again. He was on the verge of tears. He reached out a hand to you.
"Help me…Please…help me" He said again. You put your hand to his and surprisingly felt the cold touch of the dead. Freezing, like a breeze of winter on your face. You pulled the boy to sit on the bed with you. He started to sob uncontrollably. Samuel was cursing at him and laughing at the sight. The boy only cried harder.
"Please, clam down and tell me why you've come to me." You stated calmly. He finally calmed down and looked back at you with sad eyes.
"I used to live in this room too. My family sent me here when I told them about the voice. Oh, god the voices!!" He screeched.
'What a crazy fool. He's hearing voices in his head.' Samuel said.
'You're one to talk. You speak to me all the time.' You returned. Samuel humphed.
"What voices?" you asked.
"The voices! The bloody voices! They just wouldn't leave me alone. One of them told me that they were evil! He was so mean and wouldn't stop shouting if I didn't do as he said! The other voice told me good things. He disappeared some time ago. I…had to do it. The evil voice was making me insane." You were utterly confused. What did this boy mean? He pulled up a white shirt sleeve to reveal a deep cut along the pale inside of his wrist. You gasped.
"You…killed yourself!" you gabbed. He nodded sadly, a single tear falling down his cheek. You patted him on the back awkwardly. "There, there…it's gonna be okay. Hey, what's your name?"
"Evan. My name is Evan Darkling." Hr said wiping the tear.
"Okay, what is it that you need me to help you with?" you asked. He fidgeted.
"I…I want to find them…-my family, I mean. Will you help me? Surely if you can see me, than you can help me." He pointed out. You smiled.
"I will try. But, do you think you can get me out of here, first? This place could make a sane man go crazy." Evan nodded. Samuel sighed.
'Who do you think we are? Charity workers? Go to the bloody Church!' He spat. Evan looked at him in surprised.
"Your bear just talked to me." He breathed (err…he would breathe if he were still alive…). You nodded.
"I know. He doesn't know when to shut up!" Samuel cursed at you but, you ignored. "Now, where's the way out?" Evan floated through the door and you saw the lock ease up and break off. You picked up Samuel and darted out the door. Everyone was asleep so you didn't see anyone. You followed Evan into a secret passage out of the hospital.
"What did he want you to do in return?" Kurama asked, eagerly. You smiled.
"I helped him find his family and rest in peace." You closed your eyes in remembrance. "Many more after that…They were all so sad and alone that I couldn't just ignore their pleas." Hiei came out of the bedroom and spoke.
"I think you've been here long enough, Kurama." He said flatly. You smiled weakly at him, really wanting to go to sleep. Kurama seemed to notice as he was starring at you with a look of concern.
"Yes, I suppose I have." He stood and waved tenderly at you before letting himself out. Hiei came and sat near you.
"Come on," He grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you into the bedroom. You went right to your bed. Hiei watched you with something sparking in his eyes. He turned away while mumbling something under his breath. All you heard was something like: "She's too tired…damn Kurama…Talks too much." You closed your eyes and buried yourself in a warm assortment of blankets. That last thing you remembered was feeling the bed moving under the weight of another.
Third person
Hiei sat down beside Surina, impatiently. He was getting frustrated with this, now. He walked over to the widow and closed the shades. He could barely contain himself by even looking at her anymore. His instincts were getting harder to control. He took a deep intake of breath. He clenched his fists. Surina was in her bed, looking so…innocent…so vulnerable…so delicious. Hiei shook his head, attempting to rid himself of those types of thoughts. Why was it so hard?! Why didn't Surina show the same signs that she was feeling the same?!
'Maybe she doesn't.'
And why the bloody hell didn't that annoying voice shut up?!
'I already told you. I'm you. I'm always here.'
…Damn you annoying voice.
End Chapter
LOL. The Voice is back. Poor Hiei is going insane. Next chapter is about the doctor appointment with them getting their blood and more drama. Hope you enjoyed and I'm sorry for not updating…Trouble at home, you know? –Sighs- Later…