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Hello, Goodbye

…..Emmie, Tokyo-con…..

There we were. The greatest moment of my life!! IN ALL OF HISTORY!!!

And yet, I couldn't quite enjoy it. I kept getting this really weird feeling. It was just so strange. It sort of felt like an energy source… it felt like it was coming in waves. I would feel it, from somewhere, and as soon as I would pick up on it, it would fade out like the tide. It felt like something that was so new and different, and yet it still seemed like I knew it from a distant dream.

Call it the psychic in me, but I feel something weird in the air. I feel like something doesn't belong here, and that it knew it too. I thought I was going totally nuts!! It was driving me crazy. What I was picking up just didn't feel right. And it didn't feel friendly either. It felt so… evil. It was so strong that at times I had to actually catch my breath. It made me sick. I would get a little lightheaded from it, and then I'd be perfectly fine. I knew that Nina and the others couldn't pick up on it, since it was just too subtle of a feeling. The only reason why I picked up on it is because of my sensei's training, and if she was here, she'd know exactly what it was. She'd know if it was a threat or not, but… I don't. And that really worries me. I can only sense it; I can't tell what it could be. I just didn't know what it was.

Then I thought I saw Hiei pass by. I'd know that grumpy 'I hate you' face anywhere. But when I took a second look… he disappeared into a sea of Bragos. Well… at least I thought it was him. I mean he had that same Hiei appearance… but… he was dressed as Brago, and I know Hiei wouldn't be caught dead at this convention. So I'm not sure whether it was Hiei, or just another fan.

But one thing's for sure, something just isn't right. I can feel it, and not just that doomed feeling I get when Hiei's here, but I feel something else. I feel a sort of presence that can only be described… as a pure, untainted… evil.

And I've never been so scared in my life.

…..Hiei, that night after Tokyo-con…..

I never had such a close call in all of my life. Throughout that whole damned experience, I nearly ran into them countless of times. There were so many incidents that I could've been caught in that I kept having to dodge from their line of sight over and over and over again. It was exhausting enough to be there, but taking cover every ten seconds is just annoying.

Not to mention, it didn't help that the girl got herself lost. I wanted out of that sea of human maniacs as soon as possible. There was no way that I'll ever allow myself to get caught by them in a place like this. Hell would freeze over before then.

When I asked her if we could leave, she smiled at me, and without another word, she took my hand, and we left. I was expecting questions or whining, but she never said a thing about it. She held my hand with her tiny delicate fingers, and led me away from there. No questions asked.

We are in her apartment again, getting ready to go to sleep. I held her in my arms as she wrapped the both of us in her bed sheets. She settled herself down, and nuzzled into my chest. Her hair tickled my arms and neck. It made me long for a certain touch. Though, I wasn't sure if she'd be up for any of that tonight. She is just a human after all, she's probably still exhausted from the convention.

She kissed my cheek sweetly, chastely, before laying her head on the pillow next to mine. She traced her fingers all along my chest, drawing little circles, slowly making her way down to my waist then back up, swirling her tiny fingers around a nipple. My breath hitched. I saw her smile mischievously at her form of foreplay.

I grabbed her hand and brought it to my lips, taking a painful nip at the skin, my form of punishment. I could feel her heart racing at the small contact. Her breath seemed to be caught in her throat as she tried to suck in breath after breath with difficulty. I couldn't get enough of her expression, one of innocence, compliance, and pure ecstasy. My lower regions pulsed with excitement.

I really wasn't planning on it, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to indulge myself tonight. Fuck Mukuro's orders of being back in the demon world early. Tonight will be worth all the lectures I'll receive from that woman.

…..February…..

"Good morning', Sparky!!"

My eye twitched at the sound of her voice.

"Watcha doin'?" She was hanging upside-down on the chandelier in the dining room of Mukuro's palace.

I looked up at her with a heated glare. "Get down." I was not in the mood for her today.

"Aww, is wittle Sparky-warky pissed because Mommy Kuro won't let him out to play? Poor Sparky-warky." She cooed at me. My eye twitched again. I hate that girl. "It's okay, though. Emmie is here to save you from the cold grasp of boredom!!" She flipped down from the chandelier to land in front of me. "Mommy Kuro says that you have to take me to my secret hideaway so that I can find my painting." Ah, yes. That painting. The one that'll give us a clue as to what the new Aoitsuki looks like.

"Wasn't the detective supposed to help you with that?"

"Aww, but Uncle Hiei, I thought it would be so much more fun to hang out with you." She batted her big bright yellow eyes at me.

"Then I guess you're going alone." I turned to leave.

"You big jerk." I could feel her sticking her tongue out at me, and frankly, I didn't quite care at the moment.

……….

I was inside Genkai's Temple, the children sitting all around me and on top of me as we watched some program about talking puppets and how to count. I would usually tune it out within ten minutes of the mind numbing crap that came on, but today was something sort of a "sing along" in which all of the little brats around me started singing with the puppets on the show. There is no earplug in any world that could obstruct the deafening sound of their voices trying to match the pitch of the song.

I'd rather be thrown to a pit of snakes than to ever listen to this torture again.

"Awww, how cute." A temple throb formed as my eye started to twitch.

"Hiei, who knew you were such a big softy." Yusuke came over to pinch my cheek. I took a snap at it with my teeth. "Yeesh. Feisty piranha aren't ya?"

I glared at him. I was actually hoping to take at least a finger or two to teach him not to mess with me. "What do you want, detective?" I asked, my annoyance present in my tone.

"Just wanted to ask if you took Emmie to get her painting."

"Weren't you supposed to be doing that?" I glared out of the corner of my eye.

"I thought Mukuro said you'd do it. I mean, you kinda are supposed to look after the twins."

My eyes widened at this and then narrowed back into slits. "I received no such order from that woman. If we need that painting so much, you can go with her to fetch it. I'm not babysitting that brat." I turned back to the program hoping that he would leave it at that.

"Hiei, I don't think you get what I'm telling' ya."

My eye twitched. "And what's that, detective?"

"Koenma said that we have to get that painting as soon as possible. You're gonna have to go back to the demon world to get it. I mean, it is in your territory."

I sighed. "How long will it take?"

"I think Emmie said like… hmmm… two weeks if Jade's GPS system she just made works in Demon World."

I snapped my head around to look at him in disbelief. Two weeks? With her? I'd rather be tarred, feathered and paraded around Makai, then commened with being suffocated by the thick feathers.

"Well, have fun!!" He walked out. I sat there. With the children, contemplating my revenge on each and every single one of them, Yusuke, Koenma, and Mukuro. I hate my life.

……….

I walked towards the Blue Moon Café. The sun was high in the sky, the snow finally starting to melt. When I arrived just outside a block away, I saw four men being thrown out of the café.

"And STAY out!!!" I saw Sitsumi throwing their jackets at them before heading back inside. The four men on the ground ran. I went inside to see what had happened.

When I entered, I saw Sitsumi cleaning up shattered plates and the silverware strewn across the floor. She looked to me when she heard the small ching of the bell above the door ring. "Hi, Hiei!" She waved to me. She disposed of the broken pieces in a small plastic bag and handed the forks to Mei.

The patrons in the café seemed to be looking at her constantly, I heard some quiet whispers about how strong she must be in order to throw those men out.

I walked up to her. "What happened?"

She turned to me and with a smile said, "Well, these guys came in and it was a regular routine. Take the orders and cook 'em up, but those bastards!!!" It was rare for Sitsumi to use any foul language, and even if she did, it's usually in a playful tone, not really being serious, but this definitely held malice and anger. "He slapped my ass as if I was a cocktail waitress at a cheap bar!! So I had to teach them a lesson. I knocked him in the face and threw them all out. I won't tolerate such behavior in my restaurant." The customers, mostly women, clapped at her small speech. She smiled brightly and bowed. "Thank you, thank you." She looked to me again. "I'll meet you upstairs, kay?"

I nodded, and walked through the doors to the kitchen that led to the stairs to her apartment.

……….

I sat her down. I wanted to make sure she was paying attention. I didn't want to tell her this, but might as well let her think that she means enough to let her know what's happening.

"Leaving?" She looked at me with downcast eyes. "For how long, Hiei?"

"It'll only be fore two weeks. I have something very important to do for my… job."

"So it's a business trip, Hiei?" Her blue eyes were of a turquoise color, tears started protruding from the corners of her eyes.

"Yes exactly. Please don't cry, Sitsumi. I'll be back in two weeks. I promise." I tried to calm her down. I already had one bitchy female on my ass, and I don't need this one to be blubbering through her tears.

"Okay." She seemed to be contemplating something inside herself. She lifted a hand into her hair and pulled out that long thin blue ribbon that was always tied to the back of her head. "Here, Hiei." She held it out to me, the strand loose in her tiny fingers.

"What is this for?"

"It's a good luck charm, Hiei. I always have it with me. I want you to take it with you on your trip. Now remember, I'm only lending it to you, which means I want it back, alright?" She said sternly to me.

I merely shook my head, but put the long blue string in my pocket anyway. When I turned to leave, she hugged me from behind. I grabbed one of her hands in mine and lightly squeezed it, letting her know it was alright. When she let go, I walked out the door after giving her one glance back. I left her with a smile on her face as she waved good bye.

…..Two weeks later…..

If there was a task more grueling than walking endlessly with the little troublemaker and her twin, then it hasn't been discovered yet. It rained for exactly twelve days on our trip. Shelter was hard to find in the part of Makai that she led me through. Her constant nagging of her tired feet made me break down to the point that I would carry her and her sister on my back through a mountain pass, a jungle, and three deserts. Jade's GPS would break down constantly or loose signal, making us walk in circles for hours. And then when we did get to her "hideaway", we had to further into the deepest part of the cave. There were cliffs to walk against where fifty foot drops to the bottom would have you meet with of a pit filled with stalagmites, the ones that rise from the floor, and low ceiling caverns that we had to crawl through, winding around an obstacle course of stalactites, the ones that hang from the ceiling.

That was only half the trip. On our way back to the portal, we found ourselves blocked by the rebel army hat was crossing through. Their flags hung proudly with the symbol of a blue dragon spiraling in on itself printed on the fabric. There wasn't a way to get past without alerting them to our presence, not to mention Emmie would want to lead a herd of animals into a stampede across the plains. Though I'm sure I would be able to get through undetected, I can't do it with the two of them at my heels, or on my back. Thus we had to take the long way, going around them, which entailed climbing into a canyon and out of it on the other side. It was even harder with the painting being strapped to my back. The wooden frame and the linen wrappings it was in to keep it safe was weighing me down heavily. I nearly fell to my death twice because of it. Then there was the issue with bandits wanting to take whatever we had on us. They were especially intrigued by what was on my back. There was never any time to rest. The girls certainly weren't accustomed to walking for such a long time. They got so tired that Nina actually collapsed from exhaustion and Emmie caught a cold. So I not only had to carry that painting but also the two of them. It exhausted every single part of me, physically, mentally, I could barely keep my eyes open.

All of this just to get some stupid painting of a dead woman. I hate Emmie with the pit of my soul. If she doesn't push me off the deep end, I'll send her to hell myself.

Once we finally arrived back in the human world after our little adventure, I hibernated for the next two days, blocking out the world, wanting sleep. I didn't even look at the painting yet. I was fed up with hauling it around that I didn't even want to be in the same room as it was. I just wanted to sleep, and when it came, I let the world melt away, leaving me to rest within the confines and security of my room at Genkai's temple.

When I awoke, I was lying in bed with a clean pair of pants and fresh bandages. Yukina more than likely aided my weak body to have it recover faster. I pulled the bandages away to find all of my injuries nonexistent. I flexed my arms and hands to see if they were still in good working order. When I was satisfied, I leapt out of the window and onto a branch of a tree, soaking up the last rays of the sun as it slowly sank into the horizon. When I saw the full moon gazing down upon me, I thought of Sitsumi. I looked to the direction of her café and flitted to her. I knew she would be waiting for me.

…..Blue Moon Café…..

I arrived outside of the café. The city was quiet. The street lights were already aglow, giving a soft shine to whatever the light touched. I stood at the corner, the yellow light like a spotlight, drowning out the rest of the world in darkness. The scenery seemed very familiar to me as I stood there. This must have been the corner where I had collapsed all those months ago. I looked up to the one of the second floor window that led to her apartment. I wonder if she saw me from there as I was bleeding to death on the sidewalk.

I let myself in, not wanting to waste anymore time. I walked up the steps to her apartment, anticipating seeing her. I opened the door at the top of the stairs and walked inside. The entire apartment was engulfed in darkness. It seemed to be just a black void as everything was shrouded in black. I looked to where the only source of light came.

Sitsumi was sitting on the window sill, her skin glowing in the moonlight. She looked up to the sky, her features sad, contemplative. She was so withdrawn into herself that she didn't even notice me intruding. She continued to sit there, not looking my way.

Then I saw the tears that continued to roll down her soft cheek. I walked over to her to wipe the tear away. When I touched her, she finally looked to me. More tears streamed down her face as she took in a sharp breath.

"Sitsumi?" I called to her softly, not wanting to upset her further.

She drew herself into me, her arms wrapping around my neck, burying her face into the crook of my neck.

She started to choke back sobs. I wrapped my arms around her waist, trying to comfort her. "What's wrong?" I asked her.

"Hiei?" She whispered quietly in my ear. I felt her tears start to soak through my shirt.

"Yes?"

"Please." She pleaded. Her voice was so pathetic and weak. "Please make love to me."

"Wha…"

"Please? I want it. Please, Hiei, please." She trembled in her thin night garments. "I want you to make love to me. I really want you to please." When I tried to pry her off to look at her, she held on to me tighter, it startled me at how strong she actually was. "Please, don't push me away." She loosened her grip to look me in the eyes. The stream of tears flowed down her face in a cascade. Her eyes pleaded with me to take her. She looked so pitiful, like a kicked dog. Her tone was like a servant pleading with her master. I didn't want to take advantage of her. "Won't, Hiei, please, make love to me? It's my wish."

My eyes softened. I didn't know what to do. If I did, then it would be no better than forcing myself on her, but if I didn't, I don't know what she would do in such an instable state of mind.

I placed my lips on hers, taking it slowly, hoping she would come to her senses and tell me what was wrong. I made it gentle, yet deep. She gripped my shirt in her hands, pulling me closer to her. She nipped my lower lip, pulling a growl from my throat. My demonic instincts not wanting to allow her such a dominate move go unpunished.

I delved deeper into her mouth. Slipping my tongue past her lips. She mewled quietly as I massaged a thigh. She spread her legs apart and wrapped them around my waist. I cupped her ass in my hand, holding her to me. She broke free of my mouth and kissed her way down to my neck. She shyly nibbled on my skin with her dull human teeth, then licking at the spot. I sighed, enjoying myself until she bit into my shoulder, digging her teeth deeper into my skin.

I gave an angered, feral growl. She shouldn't have done that. I will not allow her to subject me to treatment that is done only by the dominate one in the relationship. I pushed her roughly into the window. An injured cry came from her. I stopped myself from going any further. I keep forgetting that she isn't a demon. She doesn't know the rules of dominancy. "Sorry." I apologized. "It… hurt." I lied.

She licked the spot where she bit me, perhaps trying to appease me. I lifted her up and walked over to the bed, gently placing her on the covers. I lowered myself on top and reclaimed her mouth with my own. I took my time with her, slowly taking off one article of clothing after another, contrasting with her desperate attempts to remove mine.

She seemed so starved for my touch that I was having trouble keeping up with her. My inner demon didn't like it one bit.

I placed her hands over her head and held them there with one of mine as I slid the other down her body to her thigh where I spread her legs open to allow myself better access. "Stay still." My tone was husky as I pressed my lips to her ear. I let go of her hands to take off the rest of my clothing. She obeyed, laying there quietly, watching my every movement.

I placed my mouth over the pulsing heat in her throat. The throb against my tongue was enough to have me plunge myself deep inside of her.

"Ah AH!" I heard her. Such a sweet little melody.

I rocked back and forth, sliding in and out of her. Her tight slick walls clutched around my member, creating heavy friction between the two of us. We had barely started and already her clear liquid was spilling out of her in waves. She was so tight that it was hard going back inside, but the juices made it much easier.

I bit into her shoulder lightly, not wanting to hurt her, being as gentle as I had always been. No matter how good it felt to loose myself within her, I couldn't relinquish all of my self control. She was just a human after all, she wouldn't be able to withstand any demon actions I could take. I'd break her if I did that.

I heard her stutter my name. I must have hit a sensitive spot. I continued on, not wanting to stop midway. It felt much too good to stop now.

In fact, I didn't stop till the sun started to peak over the horizon. I took her over and over again, savoring our temporary union.

When I felt that we couldn't go on, I slowly pulled myself out. She clenched her walls together, trying to keep me inside of her.

She mumbled something that I couldn't understand, her voice hoarse from screaming all night.

"What was that?"

She swallowed and tried her voice again. "Once more?"

I was taken aback. She shouldn't be able to keep her eyes open. Let alone go another round. "You're tired. You should get some sleep."

"Please?"

I smirked. Highly amused. I didn't know whether she was doing this for my benefit, or hers. "We've been at it all night. We can go again when you've rested."

"But…"

"That's enough." I pulled myself out the rest of the way. I knew I still had a few more rounds left in me, but she didn't. Her exhaustion was present in her eyes. She was drenched in sweat from the both of us. She wouldn't be able to stay awake. I positioned myself next to her, she curled up into my side, holding me as close to her as she possibly could. I wrapped ourselves in the blankets.

Once she was sound asleep. I got up to leave. I needed to get back to the temple. No doubt they're looking for me. I'll come back tomorrow. She'll understand.

TBC…

LS: There you go!!! Hope You liked it!! And thank you all for sticking with me. I really feel so loved!!