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Because of (or thanks to, depending on your point of view^^) heve-chan, this is now a two-shot! This follows Hiei instead of Botan.
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Finding Warmth
He saw the strike of lightning.
He saw her oar break in two at the contact.
He saw her fall into the snow below that covered the ground.
He saw her run away from the bloodthirsty demon.
He couldn't do anything to help her. There were too many demons on the battle field to chase after one lone demon. He knew that, if he left, the rest of the team would be overwhelmed by the horde of demon still there. He also knew hat he wasn't the only one that wanted to help the cheery ferry girl. He reached the conclusion that he needed to wrap this up quickly, but, unfortunately, with his teammates in the chaos of the battle, he couldn't do anything big to finish the fight in one attack. He tightened his hold on his katana and fought harder with a new found will, just like the rest of the team.
Under the wrath of the Reikai Tantei, the demons didn't stand a chance. Not one was left standing or allowed to run away.
He opened his Jagan as his teammates followed her footsteps. He could feel her mind. He could hear her thoughts.
Despair: she was going to die again.
Sadness: help would be too late. Again…
He broke into a run; she would NOT die and he would NOT be too late!
The others had gone North, but he ran to the East.
She was scared. He sped up. He would get to her.
The endless bare land covered with snow slowly gave place to a forest. Only the trees' skeletons were still sanding; not a hint of green. Not a hint of life. It felt like a forest of Death. It wanted her. It wanted her soul. He would not let that happen.
He was close. Her thoughts were clearer now. Clearer, but an exact copy of the ones he heard earlier.
"Onna." He was by her side. He saw her mouth open to talk, but no sound came out. In her mind, he could hear his name echo. She had recognized his voice. In a second, he took in her appearance, from her purplish lips to her bluish fingers. He fought the urge to growl; if the demon that caused this wasn't already dead…
"Don't you dare give up" he ordered.
He picked her up and let his heat cover her up. She relaxed into the heat, knowing she wasn't in any more danger of getting killed. He would protect her.
She started shivering. Hard, and incontrolably.
No, no, NO! She would be OK! He tightened his grip on her and raised the temperature around them, making the snow at his feet melt.
"I've got you, Onna" he said softly.
As he walked to meet up with the rest of the team, he saw a ghost of a smile on her lips.
He fought the smile that was threatening to come; if she could still smile in this condition, she would be all right.
Checking her thoughts, he saw that she knew that too.
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