InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Nightmare ❯ Chapter 5
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.28.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.3K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Beautiful Nightmare
I’m sorry that I didn’t beat my set goal of updating before eleven days, but I didn’t surpass the eleven days, either. I didn’t get much work done on my spring break, and classes started back up yesterday. Classes will not interfere with me updating this, so don’t worry.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho
Chapter Five
Crimson eyes watched his prey with patience as she staggered through the dark forest. He found it amusing that she was trying so hard to detect the demons of the forest with her miko powers, yet she couldn’t detect him. He didn’t expect her to detect him, though—it was merely a fleeting thought.
A frown marred Hiei’s otherworldly beauty when he began to yearn for something—he couldn’t for the life of him figure out what it was. Normally, he wouldn’t have paid it any mind, but it bothered him because he wasn’t the one yearning, yet he felt it as if it was himself feeling this way. Once again, he found himself experiencing things vicariously through the female who had cast a spell on him.
His anger flared, and he instinctively put his hand on his katana. Absentmindedly, he stroked the hilt, reminding himself that he couldn’t slay her yet—he hadn’t put enough fear in her. Due to the fact that he had blacked out earlier, he didn’t get a chance to kill her when she was saturated in fear.
Ah, yes, why did he black out? The only thing that he had remembered was that he was about to take her head off with one swing, then he blacked out. Hiei didn’t know what had caused him to faint, and the mystery plagued his mind. In fact, the only thing that he remembered after the incident was waking up in the forest next to Genkai’s stairs. He planned on asking Kurama about it later.
An abnormal sound brought him out of his thoughts, causing him to focus on his current environment. He looked to the source, finding that the girl had fallen. Some unknown side of him wanted to run to her and pick her up, ensuring her safety. Another part of him wanted to kill her where she lay. He felt sickened from the thought of protecting her. Just what the hell did she do to him?
If Hiei thought that he was mad before, then he had sadly miscalculated. His body temperature increased, responding to his emotions. His jagan eye pulsed beneath the bandana on his forehead, ready for immediate use. With it, he probed into the girls mind, sending her the feral message to run.
With a satisfied look, he watched as the girl paused with a horrified look on her face. He heard her heartbeat quicken, and smelled her fear permeate the air. The scent was enticing, causing him to close his eyes and bask in it for a few moments. When he opened his eyes some time later, he found her frantically searching the area with her energy and eyes. When she failed to locate him, she started running. Her speed was impressive—for a human—but not enough to escape him.
His body flooded with anticipation at the sight before him. Her running away only added to the hunt—it was perfect. The prey fleeing from the predator was a game that he would never tire from. Without postponing her life any further, he began to hop from branch to branch, surpassing her. When she got close to his position, Hiei jumped down, blocking her path.
The shrill that came from here mouth had hurt his ears, but it served to be music to him. It was the song of fear, the song of impending doom. He couldn’t resist allowing a sadistic smirk to cross his features. He looked into her chocolate brown eyes, loving the amount of terror that he saw in them. She turned to run, and he let her. He was too busy contemplating how he would kill her. Would he do it quick and painless or slow and painful? The answer was a no brainer.
He reached out with his right arm, grabbing a fistful of those midnight locks. With one firm tug, he snatched the miko backward, and she let out an indignant yelp as her bottom collided with the ground. Her small hands came up to grip his wrist, and she dug her weak nails into his skin, struggling against his hold. Wanting to toy with her, he crouched down and put his mouth close to her ear. “Are you scared?” He let out a dark chuckle when she refused to answer him, snatching her head back so that their eyes could meet. Her brown eyes were filled with tears that she had refused to let fall, providing him with another wave of satisfaction.
He tossed her to the side, reveling in her scream as is rung through the air. Before she hit the tree that she was heading toward, he used his accelerated speed and grabbed her by the throat, slamming her back to the said tree. The tree vibrated from the force, and a few leaves floated to the ground. Winded from the assault, the girl tried to suck air into her lungs, failing because of the hand that was cutting off her windpipe. Finding the method of choking her to death tactless, he released her, watching with a bored expression as she wheezed and clutched at her throat.
Hiei took slow deliberate steps around his prey, taking her in from every angle. She looked so helpless, so fragile. After her breathing regulated, he paused for a moment. No longer were her eyes the eyes of someone who was going to die. No, they were eyes of defiance, eyes that promised retribution no matter what the outcome was. He hated that look—it was insulting. She, a human, silently threatened him, a demon. As much as he wanted to torture her for hours, he didn’t have the patience to deal with such foolishness.
Without much thought, he withdrew his sword, and sunk it into her chest cavity with the intent of carving her heart out.
0-0
Kagome slowly walked through the forest, keeping her senses alert. So far, she hadn’t encountered any demons, but she wouldn’t let her guard down. Up in the distance, she could tell that there were a group of demons, and they were low. Having to obey Genkai and avoid them, she took a detour to the left, watching out for the tree roots that had grown out of the ground. Despite the forest being eerie, it was quite calming, presenting the perfect environment to let her mind wander.
Immediately, the dragon and his words came to mind, causing her to wonder about why he kept beating around the bush. He continuously told her that he didn’t care for humans, but then he transferred some of his energy to her, claiming that he would protect her when she was in danger. It just didn’t make any sense!
A weird prickly sensation went through her stomach, stunning her for a moment. Gently, she laid her right hand on it, feeling an unnatural warmth flow through her hand. Trying to find out what was causing the warmth, she stopped walking, lifting her shirt up a little. She almost jumped when she saw that the black dragon was slowly rotating around her navel. She placed her fingers over the dragon, yelping when its power vibrated along her digits.
The dark power then surged through her body, being so strong that a dark glow illuminated from her skin. For a second, the power was overwhelming, but then it settled into her very being, changing her skin back into its regular pale color.
Kagome stood in awe, feeling rejuvenated. To see if there was something different about herself, she held a hand up, gasping when she saw every little detail of her palm, down to the faintest line. She then looked at a random tree, amazed at how she was able to see every feature of the rough trunk. She then realized that not only was her eyesight better, but her hearing was also improved. It was weird to be able to hear small demons scurrying around in the distance when the forest seemed quiet moments before. To further test to see how enhanced her senses were, she inhaled deeply, surprised to smell the different scents of the demons who had been through this area.
Pausing with her experimentations, Kagome realized that this was definitely not normal. “What’s going on,” she murmured to no one in particular.
You’ve activated one of the powers that I’ve given you. Not only are your senses better, but you are stronger. Considering how weak you are, though, they will not stay heightened for long. The mark does a number of things, for it is linked directly to me. However, you will not see the full extent unless I allow it. You should feel honored, for you are the second person who bares my mark—the first human, to be exact.
Kagome frowned. How dare this dragon leave his mark on her, and then try to act all high and mighty, saying that she should feel honored. The last time that she checked, she didn’t ask for any of this. “I don’t want it, remove it.”
I could also kill you with that mark, so watch your tongue. Humans are so ungrateful. There were countless demons in the past that have tried to obtain my power and failed. You should consider yourself lucky.
Not wanting to continue her conversation, Kagome ignored the voice in her head. She knew that she would say a sarcastic remark should she reply, thus landing her in trouble.
Determined to go on like nothing unusual had happened, she resumed on her path, pausing when she felt a familiar energy. She knew that energy—it was the demon that she was looking for.
Her breath quickened from the anticipation. Yes, she had come all this way just to find him, but she didn’t think that she would find him this soon. Even though she would not admit it, she couldn’t wait to see him.
She covered up her true intentions with the justification that she had only wanted to ask him some questions. Ever since he had left that night, things had started getting crazy. Like now, for instance, she was ignoring the need to want to kill somebody. She had never wanted to take anyone’s life, and she couldn’t explain why she wanted to.
Pushing that thought aside, Kagome tried to figure out how she should react to the demon. Yes, she was excited to see him, but she couldn’t act like a giddy school girl. She would just have to play it cool, for now.
She resisted the urge to look over her shoulder and up into the tree that she felt that the demon in. It was odd—she shouldn’t have been able to detect him. Just as the thought crossed her mind, the dragon’s power receded, leaving her to unable to detect the demon, even though she knew that he was still there.
0-0
Hiei came to, jumping to his feet on the branch that he was slumbering on. Unfamiliar with his surroundings, his crimson eyes wildly flickered over his environment, trying to figure out where he was. When he realized that he was in the dark forest, he relaxed a little until he heard some type of movement on the ground floor. Focusing on the ground level, he discovered that it was the miko. Was him taking her life just a dream? He scowled at the realization that he would have to kill her again, but, at the same time, reveled in the thought. There was nothing more satisfying than killing somebody twice, even if one was just a dream.
With the intent on stalking his prey, he hid in the shadows of the leaves on a nearby tree, watching her, waiting for the right time. Wanting to strike fear in her just like in the dream, Hiei opened the jagan, telling her to run through telepathy. Unlike in his dream where she became afraid, however, she merely paused in a quiet calm. Given that her back was to him, he didn’t see the expression on her face, but the air wasn’t with her fear. No, the air was filled with… anticipation. The dragon on his arm shifted, causing him to growl at the damned thing’s response.
“I know that you’re up there, and, no, I’m not running.” She turned to the direction that he was in, and chocolate eyes stared up at the exact tree that he was hidden within. It was as if the miko had perfect visibility of his position, but he knew that she didn’t. What type of mind game was she playing? Regardless of the situation, he refused to obey her.
Her boldness irritated Hiei beyond no end, yet it excited him at the same time. His member jumped in his pants as he anticipated taming that miko again. Thinking about the way that she cried out while he pounded into her slick folds invigorated him. His body grew hot, and it felt like he was wearing too many clothes.
Before he could ponder too much on his erotic thoughts, he stopped himself. He was here to kill this woman, not have fantasies about her. She was definitely crowding his head, and the quicker he could rid world of her, the better. She was too dangerous to be left breathing.
Silently, he jumped down, drawing his sword in the process. Swiftly, he started toward the miko, ready to send his katana through her back to get to her heart. She turned as he was thrusting the sword forward, so he had to quickly change his aim so that he may have the same outcome. Immediately, his sword came in contact with resistance as energy that held the form of a black flame emerged and engulfed his katana, blocking him from piercing her skin. Still, he persisted and used all of his power, only to be warded off. Under the pressure, his sword shattered as if it was glass, leaving him flabbergasted.
He dropped the hilt of his broken sword from the shock of the situation. An ominous wind blew, wafting her freesia scent into his nostrils, and he met her questioning gaze so that he may find his hatred for her to counter the tightening in his clothes. He seemed to be drawn further into her enchantment, not against it like he had hoped.
“You just tried to kill me, didn’t you,” her voice accused, sending shivers down his spine. He hated the way that he lusted after this human, and somehow, he couldn’t remember why he wanted to kill her.
Hiei’s gaze hardened into a glare at her stupidity, and he disregarded his body’s demands. No, he only swung a sword at her to court her, what the hell else would she think?! He didn’t like whatever was going on, and he would not succumb to the human’s mind games.
While denying the thought that he couldn’t hurt her, he grabbed for her throat with his right hand. Just like his sword, his hand came in contact with an unknown energy, and it was engulfed with a black flame. Impulsively, he pulled his hand back and looked it, evaluating it. Upon figuring out that it was his dragon’s energy, he snarled with annoyance, and the flame absorbed into his skin. “Just what the hell did you do to me?!”
“Huh?” The miko held a look of pure innocence, clearly puzzled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Before she could continue, he interrupted her.
“Liar!” His energy ignited, making it seem like streaks of black thunder was coming from the ground below him.
The miko backed up, shielding her face with her arms, and her miko energy responded with hostility, encasing her with a faint soft blue light. “I didn’t lie! If anything, I should be asking you what you did to me! Ever since that night, I’ve been feeling odd, and I haven’t been in control of my emotions!”
Surprisingly, Hiei’s energy died down. The information that she had present him with had caught him off guard. For a moment, he contemplated if it was indeed his fault that he had been feeling off lately, but what could he have possibly have done to cause such an effect, and how did the dragon fit into this?
“Well, are you going to answer me, or are you going to continue to be rude? And I have yet to learn your name!” The girl was practically in his face yelling, ceasing his thought process.
No, there was no way in hell he was the cause of all of this. She was the culprit, not himself, he concluded. There was possibly no way that his dragon would willingly protect a human, so she had to somehow manipulate it with her energy, forcing it to work for her, too. That had to be the answer.
Figuring that he could counter the dark energy that was willingly protecting her with his own, Hiei stomped on the edge of the hilt from his previously broken sword, causing it to spiral up into the air. Without looking, he grabbed the hilt out of the air and channeled his energy into it, creating a sword of the darkness flame. In the blink of an eye, he was behind her with his right arm wrapped around her midsection and his left holding the energy sword to her throat.
“I will not ask again. What the hell did you do to me?” he spoke into her ear, trying his best not to breathe in her scent. Before she had a chance to answer, his right arm began to tingle and grow numb. In response, he tried to ignore the sensation. It wasn’t until a black ball of condensed energy started to form that he began to pay attention. He tried to remove his arm from her stomach, but didn’t retrieve it in time. The black ball grew and swallowed both he and the miko, morphing them together.
0-0
She awoke to a candlelit hallway with the numerous doors. She remembered this place from when she first encountered the dragon, but why was she here now? Had she almost died again?
No, now stand.
She scowled at the command, but obeyed, nonetheless. Just like before, she started her trek up the hall, eyeing the doors with the words written in blood on them. The last time that she was here, she was too afraid to take a peek inside of any of the doors, but this time around, her curiosity seemed to be getting the better of her. “Can I see what’s inside of these doors?”
In due time, but for now, you may only enter the door labeled with stagnation.
Without saying another word, Kagome continued on until she came upon the door with stagnation written across it. She looked for a doorknob, but didn’t find one. “Um, how am I supposed to open it?”
Lay your palm upon it.
Slightly sickened at the thought of having to touch the unknown blood, she reluctantly pressed her hand against it. The door transformed into a black orb, and she stuck her right hand in, testing to see if it was safe. Without warning, she was dragged into the orb.
0-0
The sound of screeching snatched her away from her slumber, causing her to open her eyes and assess her surroundings. She was sitting on the floor in a dark room, and she was able to see perfectly fine.
As if it was embedded in her mind, she got up and made sure that her sword was secured on her waist. After finding it in its correct spot, Kagome headed to the door—she had duties to perform, and she couldn’t sleep the whole day away. When she pushed the door open, the corners of her lips upturned discreetly. The scent of blood—fresh and old—floated into her nose like the sweetest perfume, and she reveled in the scent. After recovering from the effects that the blood had on her, she headed to the left, paying no mind to the various demons that were in the room.
After calmly making her way through an unusual hallway that had body parts protruding from its walls, she stopped at a door, pushing it open. Inside was a female demon who had half of a robotic body. Kagome didn’t wait for the demon to acknowledge her, speaking first. “What is there to do?” She didn’t freak out when the voice didn’t belong to her, but then, she wasn’t in control of her actions.
“Make sure that our army is intact. Soon, Raizen will be no more, and we need to be fully prepared to take over.”
She turned and walked out of the room without another word. To say that she was satisfied with the way that things were now would be a lie. Ever since she became Mukuro’s second-in-command, her life had been at a standstill. If she wasn’t conditioning the demon army, she was training, yet she wasn’t getting stronger. She was at her peak, and her power had leveled out. At one point in time, she was driven by her power, lusting after the need to get stronger, now, however, it all seemed pointless, or maybe she just didn’t care anymore. Then again, when did she ever care for anything or anyone other than her sister and her… friends?
Her two friends—referring to them as such was still awkward—were on opposing sides of the three sided demon world battle, leaving her to come to the decision that she could no longer trust them. And her sister was safe with Genkai in the human world, so she would stick to just watching over her occasionally when the workload was small. Therefore, she was stuck in this world, alone. Not that it mattered either way, though. She was used to being alone, but never had she felt such so… tired of it all.
She felt like there was no more progressing. She had everything that she had ever wanted—power, her sister’s protection, and her mother’s stone. So why did she feel like she was just a waste of space that was just going through the motions of life? In her world there was nothing left for her. As a result, she wanted nothing more than to perish—there was no reason for her to remain alive, if that is what her being in existence even meant.
Despite her thoughts, however, she would never just kill herself. No, that was the coward’s way out and it was bland. She wanted to die with honor in the midst of battle, just like she had with her fight with Shigure. Damn Mukuro for saving her life—she didn’t ask to be saved. Her life will never obtain another purpose; therefore, she will never have another reason to live.
The whole room went black, taking Kagome away from the world that she didn’t belong. It was weird, living the life of someone else—it felt like she had watched a movie from a first person point of view. Her thoughts ended with a sudden of loss of consciousness.
0-0
Kagome slowly sat up, somewhat disoriented. Looking around she noticed that she was back in the dark forest, more importantly, her own body. After gathering herself, she looked for the demon, and she found him a few feet away from her, staring at her with a stoic expression.
In that moment, her heart went out to him. Her vicarious experience had given her a new insight. He was alone and on the road to self-destruction. Although she didn’t know anything about him other than what she had just experienced, she vowed to herself that she would save him from himself if it was the last thing that she did.
Chapter End
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho
Chapter Five
Crimson eyes watched his prey with patience as she staggered through the dark forest. He found it amusing that she was trying so hard to detect the demons of the forest with her miko powers, yet she couldn’t detect him. He didn’t expect her to detect him, though—it was merely a fleeting thought.
A frown marred Hiei’s otherworldly beauty when he began to yearn for something—he couldn’t for the life of him figure out what it was. Normally, he wouldn’t have paid it any mind, but it bothered him because he wasn’t the one yearning, yet he felt it as if it was himself feeling this way. Once again, he found himself experiencing things vicariously through the female who had cast a spell on him.
His anger flared, and he instinctively put his hand on his katana. Absentmindedly, he stroked the hilt, reminding himself that he couldn’t slay her yet—he hadn’t put enough fear in her. Due to the fact that he had blacked out earlier, he didn’t get a chance to kill her when she was saturated in fear.
Ah, yes, why did he black out? The only thing that he had remembered was that he was about to take her head off with one swing, then he blacked out. Hiei didn’t know what had caused him to faint, and the mystery plagued his mind. In fact, the only thing that he remembered after the incident was waking up in the forest next to Genkai’s stairs. He planned on asking Kurama about it later.
An abnormal sound brought him out of his thoughts, causing him to focus on his current environment. He looked to the source, finding that the girl had fallen. Some unknown side of him wanted to run to her and pick her up, ensuring her safety. Another part of him wanted to kill her where she lay. He felt sickened from the thought of protecting her. Just what the hell did she do to him?
If Hiei thought that he was mad before, then he had sadly miscalculated. His body temperature increased, responding to his emotions. His jagan eye pulsed beneath the bandana on his forehead, ready for immediate use. With it, he probed into the girls mind, sending her the feral message to run.
With a satisfied look, he watched as the girl paused with a horrified look on her face. He heard her heartbeat quicken, and smelled her fear permeate the air. The scent was enticing, causing him to close his eyes and bask in it for a few moments. When he opened his eyes some time later, he found her frantically searching the area with her energy and eyes. When she failed to locate him, she started running. Her speed was impressive—for a human—but not enough to escape him.
His body flooded with anticipation at the sight before him. Her running away only added to the hunt—it was perfect. The prey fleeing from the predator was a game that he would never tire from. Without postponing her life any further, he began to hop from branch to branch, surpassing her. When she got close to his position, Hiei jumped down, blocking her path.
The shrill that came from here mouth had hurt his ears, but it served to be music to him. It was the song of fear, the song of impending doom. He couldn’t resist allowing a sadistic smirk to cross his features. He looked into her chocolate brown eyes, loving the amount of terror that he saw in them. She turned to run, and he let her. He was too busy contemplating how he would kill her. Would he do it quick and painless or slow and painful? The answer was a no brainer.
He reached out with his right arm, grabbing a fistful of those midnight locks. With one firm tug, he snatched the miko backward, and she let out an indignant yelp as her bottom collided with the ground. Her small hands came up to grip his wrist, and she dug her weak nails into his skin, struggling against his hold. Wanting to toy with her, he crouched down and put his mouth close to her ear. “Are you scared?” He let out a dark chuckle when she refused to answer him, snatching her head back so that their eyes could meet. Her brown eyes were filled with tears that she had refused to let fall, providing him with another wave of satisfaction.
He tossed her to the side, reveling in her scream as is rung through the air. Before she hit the tree that she was heading toward, he used his accelerated speed and grabbed her by the throat, slamming her back to the said tree. The tree vibrated from the force, and a few leaves floated to the ground. Winded from the assault, the girl tried to suck air into her lungs, failing because of the hand that was cutting off her windpipe. Finding the method of choking her to death tactless, he released her, watching with a bored expression as she wheezed and clutched at her throat.
Hiei took slow deliberate steps around his prey, taking her in from every angle. She looked so helpless, so fragile. After her breathing regulated, he paused for a moment. No longer were her eyes the eyes of someone who was going to die. No, they were eyes of defiance, eyes that promised retribution no matter what the outcome was. He hated that look—it was insulting. She, a human, silently threatened him, a demon. As much as he wanted to torture her for hours, he didn’t have the patience to deal with such foolishness.
Without much thought, he withdrew his sword, and sunk it into her chest cavity with the intent of carving her heart out.
0-0
Kagome slowly walked through the forest, keeping her senses alert. So far, she hadn’t encountered any demons, but she wouldn’t let her guard down. Up in the distance, she could tell that there were a group of demons, and they were low. Having to obey Genkai and avoid them, she took a detour to the left, watching out for the tree roots that had grown out of the ground. Despite the forest being eerie, it was quite calming, presenting the perfect environment to let her mind wander.
Immediately, the dragon and his words came to mind, causing her to wonder about why he kept beating around the bush. He continuously told her that he didn’t care for humans, but then he transferred some of his energy to her, claiming that he would protect her when she was in danger. It just didn’t make any sense!
A weird prickly sensation went through her stomach, stunning her for a moment. Gently, she laid her right hand on it, feeling an unnatural warmth flow through her hand. Trying to find out what was causing the warmth, she stopped walking, lifting her shirt up a little. She almost jumped when she saw that the black dragon was slowly rotating around her navel. She placed her fingers over the dragon, yelping when its power vibrated along her digits.
The dark power then surged through her body, being so strong that a dark glow illuminated from her skin. For a second, the power was overwhelming, but then it settled into her very being, changing her skin back into its regular pale color.
Kagome stood in awe, feeling rejuvenated. To see if there was something different about herself, she held a hand up, gasping when she saw every little detail of her palm, down to the faintest line. She then looked at a random tree, amazed at how she was able to see every feature of the rough trunk. She then realized that not only was her eyesight better, but her hearing was also improved. It was weird to be able to hear small demons scurrying around in the distance when the forest seemed quiet moments before. To further test to see how enhanced her senses were, she inhaled deeply, surprised to smell the different scents of the demons who had been through this area.
Pausing with her experimentations, Kagome realized that this was definitely not normal. “What’s going on,” she murmured to no one in particular.
You’ve activated one of the powers that I’ve given you. Not only are your senses better, but you are stronger. Considering how weak you are, though, they will not stay heightened for long. The mark does a number of things, for it is linked directly to me. However, you will not see the full extent unless I allow it. You should feel honored, for you are the second person who bares my mark—the first human, to be exact.
Kagome frowned. How dare this dragon leave his mark on her, and then try to act all high and mighty, saying that she should feel honored. The last time that she checked, she didn’t ask for any of this. “I don’t want it, remove it.”
I could also kill you with that mark, so watch your tongue. Humans are so ungrateful. There were countless demons in the past that have tried to obtain my power and failed. You should consider yourself lucky.
Not wanting to continue her conversation, Kagome ignored the voice in her head. She knew that she would say a sarcastic remark should she reply, thus landing her in trouble.
Determined to go on like nothing unusual had happened, she resumed on her path, pausing when she felt a familiar energy. She knew that energy—it was the demon that she was looking for.
Her breath quickened from the anticipation. Yes, she had come all this way just to find him, but she didn’t think that she would find him this soon. Even though she would not admit it, she couldn’t wait to see him.
She covered up her true intentions with the justification that she had only wanted to ask him some questions. Ever since he had left that night, things had started getting crazy. Like now, for instance, she was ignoring the need to want to kill somebody. She had never wanted to take anyone’s life, and she couldn’t explain why she wanted to.
Pushing that thought aside, Kagome tried to figure out how she should react to the demon. Yes, she was excited to see him, but she couldn’t act like a giddy school girl. She would just have to play it cool, for now.
She resisted the urge to look over her shoulder and up into the tree that she felt that the demon in. It was odd—she shouldn’t have been able to detect him. Just as the thought crossed her mind, the dragon’s power receded, leaving her to unable to detect the demon, even though she knew that he was still there.
0-0
Hiei came to, jumping to his feet on the branch that he was slumbering on. Unfamiliar with his surroundings, his crimson eyes wildly flickered over his environment, trying to figure out where he was. When he realized that he was in the dark forest, he relaxed a little until he heard some type of movement on the ground floor. Focusing on the ground level, he discovered that it was the miko. Was him taking her life just a dream? He scowled at the realization that he would have to kill her again, but, at the same time, reveled in the thought. There was nothing more satisfying than killing somebody twice, even if one was just a dream.
With the intent on stalking his prey, he hid in the shadows of the leaves on a nearby tree, watching her, waiting for the right time. Wanting to strike fear in her just like in the dream, Hiei opened the jagan, telling her to run through telepathy. Unlike in his dream where she became afraid, however, she merely paused in a quiet calm. Given that her back was to him, he didn’t see the expression on her face, but the air wasn’t with her fear. No, the air was filled with… anticipation. The dragon on his arm shifted, causing him to growl at the damned thing’s response.
“I know that you’re up there, and, no, I’m not running.” She turned to the direction that he was in, and chocolate eyes stared up at the exact tree that he was hidden within. It was as if the miko had perfect visibility of his position, but he knew that she didn’t. What type of mind game was she playing? Regardless of the situation, he refused to obey her.
Her boldness irritated Hiei beyond no end, yet it excited him at the same time. His member jumped in his pants as he anticipated taming that miko again. Thinking about the way that she cried out while he pounded into her slick folds invigorated him. His body grew hot, and it felt like he was wearing too many clothes.
Before he could ponder too much on his erotic thoughts, he stopped himself. He was here to kill this woman, not have fantasies about her. She was definitely crowding his head, and the quicker he could rid world of her, the better. She was too dangerous to be left breathing.
Silently, he jumped down, drawing his sword in the process. Swiftly, he started toward the miko, ready to send his katana through her back to get to her heart. She turned as he was thrusting the sword forward, so he had to quickly change his aim so that he may have the same outcome. Immediately, his sword came in contact with resistance as energy that held the form of a black flame emerged and engulfed his katana, blocking him from piercing her skin. Still, he persisted and used all of his power, only to be warded off. Under the pressure, his sword shattered as if it was glass, leaving him flabbergasted.
He dropped the hilt of his broken sword from the shock of the situation. An ominous wind blew, wafting her freesia scent into his nostrils, and he met her questioning gaze so that he may find his hatred for her to counter the tightening in his clothes. He seemed to be drawn further into her enchantment, not against it like he had hoped.
“You just tried to kill me, didn’t you,” her voice accused, sending shivers down his spine. He hated the way that he lusted after this human, and somehow, he couldn’t remember why he wanted to kill her.
Hiei’s gaze hardened into a glare at her stupidity, and he disregarded his body’s demands. No, he only swung a sword at her to court her, what the hell else would she think?! He didn’t like whatever was going on, and he would not succumb to the human’s mind games.
While denying the thought that he couldn’t hurt her, he grabbed for her throat with his right hand. Just like his sword, his hand came in contact with an unknown energy, and it was engulfed with a black flame. Impulsively, he pulled his hand back and looked it, evaluating it. Upon figuring out that it was his dragon’s energy, he snarled with annoyance, and the flame absorbed into his skin. “Just what the hell did you do to me?!”
“Huh?” The miko held a look of pure innocence, clearly puzzled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Before she could continue, he interrupted her.
“Liar!” His energy ignited, making it seem like streaks of black thunder was coming from the ground below him.
The miko backed up, shielding her face with her arms, and her miko energy responded with hostility, encasing her with a faint soft blue light. “I didn’t lie! If anything, I should be asking you what you did to me! Ever since that night, I’ve been feeling odd, and I haven’t been in control of my emotions!”
Surprisingly, Hiei’s energy died down. The information that she had present him with had caught him off guard. For a moment, he contemplated if it was indeed his fault that he had been feeling off lately, but what could he have possibly have done to cause such an effect, and how did the dragon fit into this?
“Well, are you going to answer me, or are you going to continue to be rude? And I have yet to learn your name!” The girl was practically in his face yelling, ceasing his thought process.
No, there was no way in hell he was the cause of all of this. She was the culprit, not himself, he concluded. There was possibly no way that his dragon would willingly protect a human, so she had to somehow manipulate it with her energy, forcing it to work for her, too. That had to be the answer.
Figuring that he could counter the dark energy that was willingly protecting her with his own, Hiei stomped on the edge of the hilt from his previously broken sword, causing it to spiral up into the air. Without looking, he grabbed the hilt out of the air and channeled his energy into it, creating a sword of the darkness flame. In the blink of an eye, he was behind her with his right arm wrapped around her midsection and his left holding the energy sword to her throat.
“I will not ask again. What the hell did you do to me?” he spoke into her ear, trying his best not to breathe in her scent. Before she had a chance to answer, his right arm began to tingle and grow numb. In response, he tried to ignore the sensation. It wasn’t until a black ball of condensed energy started to form that he began to pay attention. He tried to remove his arm from her stomach, but didn’t retrieve it in time. The black ball grew and swallowed both he and the miko, morphing them together.
0-0
She awoke to a candlelit hallway with the numerous doors. She remembered this place from when she first encountered the dragon, but why was she here now? Had she almost died again?
No, now stand.
She scowled at the command, but obeyed, nonetheless. Just like before, she started her trek up the hall, eyeing the doors with the words written in blood on them. The last time that she was here, she was too afraid to take a peek inside of any of the doors, but this time around, her curiosity seemed to be getting the better of her. “Can I see what’s inside of these doors?”
In due time, but for now, you may only enter the door labeled with stagnation.
Without saying another word, Kagome continued on until she came upon the door with stagnation written across it. She looked for a doorknob, but didn’t find one. “Um, how am I supposed to open it?”
Lay your palm upon it.
Slightly sickened at the thought of having to touch the unknown blood, she reluctantly pressed her hand against it. The door transformed into a black orb, and she stuck her right hand in, testing to see if it was safe. Without warning, she was dragged into the orb.
0-0
The sound of screeching snatched her away from her slumber, causing her to open her eyes and assess her surroundings. She was sitting on the floor in a dark room, and she was able to see perfectly fine.
As if it was embedded in her mind, she got up and made sure that her sword was secured on her waist. After finding it in its correct spot, Kagome headed to the door—she had duties to perform, and she couldn’t sleep the whole day away. When she pushed the door open, the corners of her lips upturned discreetly. The scent of blood—fresh and old—floated into her nose like the sweetest perfume, and she reveled in the scent. After recovering from the effects that the blood had on her, she headed to the left, paying no mind to the various demons that were in the room.
After calmly making her way through an unusual hallway that had body parts protruding from its walls, she stopped at a door, pushing it open. Inside was a female demon who had half of a robotic body. Kagome didn’t wait for the demon to acknowledge her, speaking first. “What is there to do?” She didn’t freak out when the voice didn’t belong to her, but then, she wasn’t in control of her actions.
“Make sure that our army is intact. Soon, Raizen will be no more, and we need to be fully prepared to take over.”
She turned and walked out of the room without another word. To say that she was satisfied with the way that things were now would be a lie. Ever since she became Mukuro’s second-in-command, her life had been at a standstill. If she wasn’t conditioning the demon army, she was training, yet she wasn’t getting stronger. She was at her peak, and her power had leveled out. At one point in time, she was driven by her power, lusting after the need to get stronger, now, however, it all seemed pointless, or maybe she just didn’t care anymore. Then again, when did she ever care for anything or anyone other than her sister and her… friends?
Her two friends—referring to them as such was still awkward—were on opposing sides of the three sided demon world battle, leaving her to come to the decision that she could no longer trust them. And her sister was safe with Genkai in the human world, so she would stick to just watching over her occasionally when the workload was small. Therefore, she was stuck in this world, alone. Not that it mattered either way, though. She was used to being alone, but never had she felt such so… tired of it all.
She felt like there was no more progressing. She had everything that she had ever wanted—power, her sister’s protection, and her mother’s stone. So why did she feel like she was just a waste of space that was just going through the motions of life? In her world there was nothing left for her. As a result, she wanted nothing more than to perish—there was no reason for her to remain alive, if that is what her being in existence even meant.
Despite her thoughts, however, she would never just kill herself. No, that was the coward’s way out and it was bland. She wanted to die with honor in the midst of battle, just like she had with her fight with Shigure. Damn Mukuro for saving her life—she didn’t ask to be saved. Her life will never obtain another purpose; therefore, she will never have another reason to live.
The whole room went black, taking Kagome away from the world that she didn’t belong. It was weird, living the life of someone else—it felt like she had watched a movie from a first person point of view. Her thoughts ended with a sudden of loss of consciousness.
0-0
Kagome slowly sat up, somewhat disoriented. Looking around she noticed that she was back in the dark forest, more importantly, her own body. After gathering herself, she looked for the demon, and she found him a few feet away from her, staring at her with a stoic expression.
In that moment, her heart went out to him. Her vicarious experience had given her a new insight. He was alone and on the road to self-destruction. Although she didn’t know anything about him other than what she had just experienced, she vowed to herself that she would save him from himself if it was the last thing that she did.
Chapter End
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