Ride like the Wind
Chapter 38
"So how long were you planning to stay in Boston?" Mukuro asked one morning.
"Mm… Probably til the end of June I guess," Hiei answered. He smirked at her. "Why? You want me to stay longer cause I can…"
"Save me a headache. You're a strong guy. You proved that. I mean, you're already walking even though you have a gash that's almost to your bone in your arm."
Hiei frowned at her. Long silence. "You ever consider getting married and having kids?"
Death glare. "What are you implying, Hiei?"
"Shit! Shit! I think I said something I shouldn't have…!" Hiei waved his arms around like he was trying to fly or something. "Okay… Forget it! Mukuro put the knife down! Down! On the table!"
Death glare. Evil aura. "I'll just pretend this whole thing never happened…" She sighed irritably. "I'm off."
"Alright!" He kissed her on the cheek.
Is it me or did that not feel right? Mukuro thought as she walked out.
What's with her? Hiei thought. I wonder…
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"What did I tell you about following me around on duty?" Mukuro growled. "I learned from you when you were arrested that too much of you would make my brain explode. It's nice that you want to stalk me but I think it's creepy."
"It's not that! It's just… I dunno. It seems like you've been hiding something from me all of a sudden…" Hiei replied, his eyes shifting. "…Have you been seeing other men?"
Should've seen that one coming… "Trust me. There's nothing to hide and chances are if I'm seeing another guy, I would tell you. I'm not that screwed up. If I'm screwed up enough not to tell you, you wouldn't see me as much."
"I'm not entirely convinced that…"
"Just find something else to do! I swear you have more problems than a girl." She froze. "You hear something?'
"What?"
Yomi appeared out of nowhere and tackled Mukuro. "MUKUROOOOOOO!" Hearts.
"I knew it! There is another guy!" Hiei feel on his knees. "Why?! And why such a freaky looking guy! He has six ears for God's sake! And he's sickly pale! The hell?!"
"It's not like you think it is, Hiei! I would shoot myself if it were!" Mukuro growled, shoving Yomi away from her.
"Uh-huh… I see how it is…" Teary eyes.
"So you must be Johnny Cade!" Yomi pointed the rifle at Hiei's head. Problem was…
"You're holding it backwards, fucktard," Hiei said in Spanish.
"Huh?"
"Ugh. Screw it." He pulled the trigger.
"Did you just…?" Mukuro was dumbfounded.
"He'll be fine in the next scene," Hiei replied. "Stupid bastard."
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"Dude, they're looking at us…" Yusuke whispered to Raizen.
"The readers can't look at us. We're words. They look at our names but not us," Raizen replied as if that was supposed make sense.
"Whatever makes this scene worthwhile…"
"Hey, you got more time in here. You do it."
"Fine… Uh… This chapter is dedicated to those who died in Star Wars." Yusuke pulled a paper out of nowhere. "DarthVader, Obe Wan Kanobe, whoever Jim Smit played, Unfortunately Jar Jar Binx did not die, everybody who died in that one explosion, and everybody else." Long silence. "Raizen, say something."
"How bout we go to the Alamo and steal Santa Anna's leg and go to Mexico?"
"Raizen, Sana Anna's still around and still has both legs."
"Damn it!" He threw a brick at him. More long silence. "Yusuke…?" Pokes with a stick. "Oh… He'll be fine in the next scene."
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"H… How could you…?" Hiei whined.
"Look you!" Mukuro growled. "If there was anything going on between us I wouldn't be letting you touch me, would I? Have I been getting much sleep since you came? No! Get over yourself. And have you looked at the guy? Not something I want to wake up in the morning with."
"So who's this Johnny Cade?"
"He's not a real person, okay? The guy proposed to me so I told him I married Johnny Cade so he couldn't marry me. Of course that plan backfired…"
"Okay. I'm somewhat relieved."
"Why should you be? There are only four people that know I'm a woman, counting in you and Yomi, mind you. Guys won't come on to me and you know I'm not flirting with the girls."
"Well…"
"You're not much of a decent guy yourself."
"What's wrong with me?"
"You're just… You."
"What is his 'Long Johnson' bigger than mine?"
"His long…? You sick bastard! What does it matter! You're bringing back bad memories!" She banged a fist against her forehead.
"What? You did it with him?"
"No… Just... Just drop it."
"..So… Is it?"
"It doesn't matter! If you want to know, go watching him when he's peeing or something. Just leave me out of that! I don't care."
All of a sudden, Yomi hopped out of Mukuro's glass. He stumbled around for a moment. 'Haha! I found you!" Hearts. "It took me about five hundred times but…" He glomped some guy and started saying dirty things to him.
"Yomi, you're hugging a guy. And how the hell did you fit in there?" Mukuro sighed.
"Oh… Very painfully…." He stumbled over to her. "God, I'm as randy as a billy goat."
"That's nice…" She shoved him away.
"That must have been Johnny Cade." He flung his arms around like a bug stuck on its back.
"For the last time, you drunken…" Hiei eyed him. "Whatever the hell it is you are, I am not Johnny Cade. I'm Hiei Jaganshi. Hache-i-e-i Jota-a-ge-a-ene-ese-hache-i. There are no C's in there."
"Omg… Where is Johnny Cade…? Must shoot…" If he had eyes, he probably would have done the swirly-eye thing.
"I'm giving you ten seconds before I do something weird." Ten seconds passed. "Oh you asked for it, bitch!" Hiei grabbed him by the hair and kissed him. "And I hope you feel disgusted with yourself, too!"
"Whoa… That was…"
Hiei threw him across the room.
"Hiei… I think you need to calm down," Mukuro sighed irritably.
Death glare.
"Ugh…" She started walking out.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?"
The red head flipped him off and walked out.
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"Don't tell me you're enjoying all this!" Hiei growled that night.
Mukuro groaned and folded her arms across her chest. "Don't tell me you're actually getting jealous!"
"Maybe…" He folded his arms too.
"Get over yourself. You're acting like a five year old kid."
"His hair flows in the wind for God's sake!"
"Raizen's hair flows in the wind! Do I hear you bitching about it? No! Would you feel better if his hair didn't flow in the wind?"
"Slightly."
She felt like banging her head on a wall. "You…! Why do you care anyway? I'm not really yours nor do I want to be. The most affection I get from you is when we're in bed which is a bad time for me. I prefer that while I'm awake.
"Well…"
"I don't care if I needed it after fourteen years almost! Since you came, I haven't really gotten a lot of sleep!"
"So what? You like him better now just cause he's British and humps tables when he's drunk."
"I fail to see your point. Both of you drive me up the wall."
"Well, if it bugs you why didn't you say anything before?"
"Goddamn you! I feel like Hanukkah early so I can light myself on fire with the candles and while I burn I'll scream Mazel tov! If not that I'll just kill myself by filling myself up with sugar so my diabetes can kill me after I let the circulation cut off in my toes!"
Long blank stare. "You're Jewish? And diabetic? …I think you might wanna see a doctor for this kinda thing…"
Mukuro started banging her head against the wall in frustration.
"Hey, you know you're…."
"BLOODY HELL! YES I KNOW I'M BLEEDING DAMMIT!" She fell to her knees. "I could've ended up with any guy but I get stuck with a stupid bastard like you and an insane dumb ass like Yomi. Out of all…" She clutched a hand to her mouth, eyes widening in fear. Nausea came over her…
"Hey, are you alright? What's wrong?"
"I'll just…" She fainted.
"Ey!" Hiei rolled her on her back but then he saw her palm was covered with blood. Blood was dripping from her lips. "Dios mio!"
Hiei ran out.
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"'Ey man," Yusuke greeted Hiei who was sitting outside of Mukuro's house after pacing back and forth for a couple of hours.
"Hey." was his silent reply. "What'd they say was wrong?"
He took in the words for a while. "They said it was an ulcer."
"Ulcer?"
"I dunno either. They said it was like a hole in your stomach." Yusuke cringed at the thought. "I think when that happens your stomach starts screwing up and then you throw up blood."
"The cause?"
Yusuke sighed and answered in Spanish, "They said it was stress. Must've been bad. Raizen freaked out over it. She never coughed up blood til now."
"Did they say anything about a cure?"
"Well, she could start by not drinking so damn much! I know she's German but Goddamn! She doesn't need that much to drink! Other than that… It would be best for her to stay away from the source of stress. If worse comes to worse she might have to quit her job all together… You know she's diabetic?"
"The source of stress. Any ideas?"
"Hmmm… Well she says her job is very stressful Dunno if she means it but… I guess Yomi. You know he follows her around and stuff. I'd be stressed too if someone did that to me. Lucky the bastard went back to London. Save us all a headache."
Hiei sighed and put his hands in his pockets. He paced back and forth again.
Yusuke put a hand on the smaller man's shoulder. "It'll be fine. I know it."
"Sure."
"I had Raizen tell her boss she'll be in bed for a few days. Don't pull anything on her right now though. She'll kick your ass the first chance she'll get when she's alright."
"I know, I know."
"…Why're we still talking in Spanish?"
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It was pretty late at night-probably close to midnight. Hiei pulled a chair to Mukuro's bedsides and stared at her for a while, guilt rising from the pit of his stomach. He put a hand on her chest to make sure she was still breathing, fearing that she might die.
Mukuro twitched. 'What are you doing?"
Hiei held a candle to her. "I got you a candle so you won't have to waste your own. Now you can burn yourself if I piss you off again."
"You... You idiot…"
"I promised myself I'll hold back this time. Til you start feeling better."
"If you feel guilty about all this it's not all your fault. It's mostly mine…"
"If you die?"
"It's only an ulcer. You should worry about my diabetes…"
Hiei shook his head and prayed under his breath. 'I'll stay til the end of June. And if… If you do a lot better after I'm gone then I'll just stay away from you. I'll do it even if it kills me."
"Man, now I'm starting to feel like the bad guy here…" She rolled over so she could face him. But she was already starting to feel tired…
Hiei nodded and laid beside her…
End chapter 38
Notes:
1. Santa Anna-the dictator of Mexico. He would lead Mexico until he gets over thrown in 1855. Unless I'm thinking of a war… I'm pretty sure it was until 1855.
2. Hache-i-e-i Jota-a-ge-a-ene-ese-hache-i-more spelling using the Spanish alphabet. It's basically H-i-e-i J-a-g-a-n-s-h-i
3. About diabetics-Okay what was the deal about Mukuro mentioning her toes with her diabetes. Well, apparently diabetics get bad circulation in their toes so they have to massage them and stuff.
4. Dios mio-I've looked in the dictionary and the definition I got didn't work. Basically it means something like "My God!"
Yeah. I ended on a Hiei/ Mukuro-ish note. And that's not the fandom I'm trying to please. So sorry to diabetic Mukuro haters out there! And Jewish ones for that matter. I was originally going to make her asthmatic but I was too stupid to realize that she could run even with asthma. She just needed to avoid things that start attacks….
Here's an extra… Extra 20??
So there Kurama walked down the stairs, a hand on the steel handrail. He took each step as if each were an accomplishment. He glanced at a crack as if it were a burden but stepped on anyway. He was on the last step, standing proudly… Until someone shoved a box of mints in his mouth.
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