InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Regret and Choices ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: DawnFire_ice1 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.27.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.8K | Visits: 557 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.27.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.8K | Visits: 557 | Status: Work In Progress
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Jumping easily to the roof and pulling out a lock pick that he’d stolen from Kurama he decided to observe her dreams and hopefully gain some clue as to the cause. As he touched the edge of the window he was surprised to see a small space between the window and the seal. The window was still open?
Silently he slid it open further and stepped noiselessly in to the room. Her scent was thick enough here that he could smell it now and he unconsciously breathed it in. He hadn't taken the time earlier. She smelled clean like fresh rain and lightning, which he assumed was the smell of her power. Over those two smells he could still smell traces of the shampoo and soap she used but they were nearly scentless. Moving like a shadow he stepped closer to the bed in the corner of the room and located the woman.
She was sleeping restlessly. Subconsciously she was reaching out for something and latched on to Hiei’s energy with her mind. It seemed to calm her and she drifted deeper in to sleep. Hiei frowned as he removed the ward over the Jagan and allowed it to open fully. Instantly he was bombarded with a flurry of image, passing too quickly for him to see clearly, before the girls mind settled in to a dream…
Hiei found himself standing in a forest clearing in the night. Above him was a myriad of stars. Looking around he noticed the thin silhouette of the girl. Silently he followed her. She walked with a confidence that told him that she was comfortable in this place. The woman was looking for someone he decided as he watched her look around and up in to the dark tree tops. Suddenly she froze and, covering her mouth, stepped back against a tree.
Hiei moved silently in the shadows to see what had upset her. In another clearing was an Inu hanyou sitting with a woman who had long dark hair. He couldn't see her face but it was obvious that the Miko did. The couple was oblivious to anything around them as they talked quietly in the moonlight. “I've made my choice Kikyo, it's always been you,” the male said as his voice carried through the clearing. Hiei knew then, by the name the onna had spoken earlier, that this must be a memory from her travels to the past although he couldn't recall her speaking of this.
The girls feelings swamped the dream with betrayal and shock and then acceptance. ”He was never mine to begin with,” she said sadly as if reminding herself as tears coursed down her cheeks and she turned from the scene and ran. The overwhelming sorrow was nearly crippling.
Hiei followed her back to the same clearing he’d started in and watched with interest as the girl ran in to the clearing and leaped without a pause into the old well there. A bright flash of light surrounded him as he was drawn through the well with her and then as she climbed out inside a building. Opening the door, she left the well house and moved in to the shrine. As she collapsed in a crumpled heap sobbing beneath the same tree, Hiei could make out very little of what she said except four words: “You should have lived.”
Slowly, from the shadows, another figure came in to the dream and Hiei frowned at the look in those familiar claret eyes. Even the voice that spoke was too similar to his own. What was she doing dreaming of him?
“It's no more than you deserve worthless onna. Why would any male look your way at all? Worthless and ugly. You will always be alone...”
Hiei listened to himself berate the onna till he could stand no more, then in a blink he drew his katana and sliced the dream Hiei in half. He was angry and confused by the dream she was having about him. “Do not presume to put words in my mouth Onna. You do not know me, nor do you know what I think.” He stated to her still weeping form, before pulling the Jagan back and swiftly leaving her room.
As Kagome stirred from the dream she’d had, she had the distinct feeling that someone had been in her room and close to her. Rolling over Kagome’s hand brushed the edge of her bed and she found it still warm as though some one had sat there beside her. Confused but not afraid Kagome moved to the window and looked out over the stillness of the night cloaked shrine. It was peaceful and calming as it should be and as she reached out her senses to the empty grounds.
Her heart sank. Tears gathered in her eyes as she recalled her dream only minutes ago. How had there been two Hiei’s so completely different from each other? One she had known was her minds creation and there had been things about that shadow that were wrong. His voice had not been as dark nor as smooth. And she realized thinking back that he had not had the Jagan.
Kagome gasped as she sat heavily on the chair beside her. The second Hiei had had the Jagan and it was open and pulsing. Could it have been him really standing there? Sango had told her once, after a particularly grueling fight with one, of youkai who possessed the Jagan. They were called Jaganshi because the Jagan itself was a sentient being in a manor of speaking. Kagome reasoned from what her friend had said that those like Hiei had needed to ’tame ’ the Jagan and make it view them as master. Once they had though the Jagan would guard them and serve them loyally granting to their master all types of abilities like telepathy and mind control. It could also in extreme cases be used to summon creatures from hell. She hadn’t known any more about the creatures it could summon.
She had also told her that most youkai who were willing to go through the excruciating process of getting the Jagan were very antisocial creatures due to the Jagan's tendency to attack any who came to close to its master. Kagome had not been able to stop the tears of empathy for such a life then and even recalling the conversation made her eyes sting.
Hiei was one of those lonely creatures. It all made sense now that she thought about it. The shock on his face when she held on to him while she cried earlier. The confusion in his eyes as she told him that she liked youkai. It was so horrible. What could have possibly driven a youkai like Hiei to cut himself off that way?
She had know from his aura that he was Hiyoukai and as such knew that his type thrived on physical contact and their need for the passion that burned white hot in their veins. One like him should have relished in the touch of another being instead of rejecting it. Hiei had been so cold. Like he had been made of ice. Hiei was a Forbidden Child she knew that already but it didn't stop tears from gathering in her eyes as she looked out at the shrine but saw nothing as the memories played in her mind.
Inuyasha had been the one to tell her of forbidden children when they had come upon one in their travels. The child had been alone and silently sitting on the side of the road waiting for death. Kagome had seen the unfortunate little thing and moved closer to it. Inuyasha had placed a hand on her arm and pulled her back. “You can’t touch her Kagome. She’d kill you. She’s a mixed elemental Forbidden Child.” he’d stated as he’d pulled her along behind him.
“A Forbidden Child?” Kagome had asked. Inuyasha’s ears had drooped. “She has conflicting energies inside her. Earth and lightning. They are canceling each other out and soon it will kill her. Most don’t even live through the birthing. It is guaranteed that they will die as soon as their energy reaches a certain point. Come on Kagome, don’t look back.” he’d said as there was a muffled explosion and then silence.
Kagome closed her eyes recalling that horrible silence. She hugged herself trying to forget. With her eyes closed she saw two carmine eyes floating in her memory. Hiei hadn’t died and from what she knew he had long since reached passed the point that normally forbidden children died. So how was it he had survived? Was it because of the Jagan? Suddenly Kagome was burning with questions. However Hiei never came close enough to ask him.
For nearly two months Hiei silently followed her every where she went except where he would be seen. He didn't approach her, and he kept a tight reign on his energy watching her for some sign that she'd noticed him.
He had taken great pains to keep her from meeting the rest of his team by creating reasons for her not to go a particular direction when he knew that they would be there or causing small bouts of random havoc so that they were distracted from sensing her. So far it had worked but he was under no pretenses that it would continue to do so. No he had to find a better way of keeping the Kitsune from discovering the woman, his Miko.
Fate it would seem was not on his side this time as it was getting closer to the summer festival season and Kagome had been busily helping her family set up and prepare. Many people frequented the shrines during these times. Kurama would no doubt be visiting every shrine looking for the Miko. Hiei cursed quietly at the thought as he tucked himself comfortably against the trunk of the same tree he'd slept in almost every night since meeting her, his senses on high alert for the fox. The Jagan might have been watching for energy but Hiei's eyes were glued to the Miko as she rushed from place to place.
Scurrying a crossed the grounds Kagome was carrying a large box from one of the many storage sheds at the back of the shrine when she felt the hair on the back of her neck rise with the tingle of unfamiliar energy. Turning her head sharply to look around she froze setting the box down to free her hands.
Seeing her reaching backward in the practiced habit of reaching for an arrow Hiei realized that Kagome was searching for a weapon to defend herself, and since no other energies were present that meant she was feeling the malevolent power of the Jagan it's self. He moved swiftly towards her as he called out to her at the same time. If she revealed her power here she would bring the whole Reikai down on her...
Mid turn Kagome heard the unmistakable sound of Hiei's voice as he called out behind her. He was moving swiftly towards her. Unfortunately he had not seen Buyo as he skidded to a stop just before colliding in to her. His eyes widened as he tripped in the last instant. His hand flew out instinctively to grab the first thing he could to prevent the fall. Hiei heard the sound of ripping fabric and the clatter of small pieces hitting the stone ground just before he felt her collide with his chest and he rolled to take the brunt, his body shielding hers.
As he lay on the ground stunned, he was acutely aware of every place she was pressed against him. He could feel the movement of her chest as she panted for breath. In his hand now trapped between them he could feel a hand full of fabric and the softest thing he'd ever touched was brushing the palm of his other hand as she breathed. Unconsciously he slid his unpinned hand upwards until he encountered more fabric. 'Lace.' his dazed mind supplied as the realization had not yet hit him. Her scent was surrounding him, drugging him as she lay on top of him where they had landed.
A strong arm had caught her mid fall and she was suddenly wrapped it a all encompassing feeling of youki and the same energy she'd felt before as she landed against his chest her head against his shoulder. The ripple of strong solid muscles beneath her hands made her suck in a deep breath. Before she moved she knew who had caught her. Even if he had not spoken his scent was unmistakable as she recalled it from the night she had cried on his cloak.
Looking up Kagome was unsurprised to meet the same carmine eyes that she had that day months ago. She hadn't fully sensed him since the night of her dream and had begun to wonder if she would ever see him again. Still he had promised he'd be close by even if she didn't see him and somehow the thought that he was watching over her warmed her heart. It was the look in those smoldering claret eyes that pinned her to the spot. She felt his hand slide up her side. His hot hand seeming to brand her as he touched her skin. She shivered in pleasure as her thoughts scattered a million different directions.
As he continued to hold her his thoughts dazed and drugged by the feel and scent of her. He looked down and realized he'd made a huge mistake. Her pale throat was exposed as her hair had been tied up and his eyes followed the line down. Expecting to see the collar of the shirt she was wearing he nearly gaped as his eyes met pale flesh. Her breasts pressed in to his chest the way they were allowed him to view her ample bosom in a whole new way. The hand that had been absently wandering the soft expanse of her side and the lace moved on its own to brush the underside of her left breast. He could feel her heart racing in her chest as she calmed from the burst of adrenalin.
Hiei met her eyes and nearly groaned at the desire he saw in them. His body reacted as well and a blush stained her cheeks. Her wayward thoughts zeroed in on that one feeling as her eyes widened. 'Uh is that his...Wow it feels so big...' she shook her head, breaking the trance they both seemed to be lost in. Catching her final thoughts before she moved Hiei was filled with male pride at her reaction
As she was leaning back to get up Hiei saw for the first time his accidental handy work. Her button down shirt had been ripped open to her navel exposing the tops of her ample breasts and their lace binding to his eager gaze. As she sat up she unintentionally brushed that part of him that was making his desire known to her with her clothed center. He closed his eyes as he tried to swallow the hiss of pleasure that slipped through his teeth. Dammit, how was he going to keep his distance now. He'd never be satisfied just watching her now. He breathed her in noticing as he did so the spiciness in her scent.
“Are you injured, Onna?” he asked slowly struggling to maintain his control. Hiei brushed himself off standing up and removing his cloak as he stepped back a pace. He hurriedly looked her over assessing her for damage. “I'm fine, arigatou... Hiei.” she said softly. Hiei felt a pleasant shiver race down his spine hearing his name roll from her lips. Why was he avoiding her again? He was finding difficult to recall his reasons as he felt like he was drowning in the deep pools of cobalt blue. He took a step to close the distance between them as he draped his cloak over her shoulders.“Onna-” he began then stopped as he clenched his fists. “shit.”
“ Pardon me but, where did you want this box, miss? Can I help you?” a pleasant voice at the side of where they stood questioned. Kagome heard the low oath that Hiei uttered under his breath and looked curiously at the speaker as Hiei jumped away from her as though burned. The hurt in her eyes at his actions was unnoticed by Hiei but the stranger had seen it.
Kagome swept her eyes over the stranger and gasped very softly. He was taller than she by at least six inches possibly more. He had crimson colored hair that fell loosely to mid back. His figure was lithe and yet she could sense the strength within his limbs and knew that he was no mortal though the feel of his youki was rather muted. His features were fine yet masculine hinted and he was extraordinarily beautiful, however that came as no surprise when dealing with kitsune. His verdant eyes sparkled with amusement at some unknown joke. But the humor was replaced with a look she wished she could hide from, as his eyes swept over her figure and then focused on her eyes.
“Miss? The box?” he reminded gently as he smiled at her. Kagome clutched Hiei's cloak closer to her as she watched him warily. Her reiki swirled just beneath the surface of her skin ready to be called to her hand should the Kitsune make a false move. Hiei's reaction to the stranger hadn't helped her anxiety.
^Why have you come here, Fox? I should tell her you are a threat and let her purify you.^ Hiei said flatly in the avatar's head. Kurama frowned. “Now Hiei, that's no way to greet a friend.” Kurama said aloud so Kagome would hear it. Hiei glared coldly at the kitsune. “Kurama, don't push me.” Hiei replied angrily. The power that had given Kagome's skin a glowing pink quality faded as she looked at them both with confusion. “Hiei, do you know him?” She asked as she stood.
^Make no mistake if it wouldn't bring the Reikai down on her I would deny it.^ Hiei glared but nodded once and Kagome was suddenly all smiles. “Hi, I'm Kagome Higurashi.” she said letting go of the cloak to extend her hand out of years of habit. Kurama stared at the expanse of skin she exposed. Hiei's ire spiked. “Cover yourself, baka Onna. ” he snapped. Kagome flinched at his tone and her smile wavered. “Excuse me, I need to change I'll be right back” she said as she ran as fast as she could to the house.
Kurama frowned after Kagome. “Hiei you needn't be so harsh with her, you'll hurt her feelings and her heart. She was obviously happy to see you even if you did tear her shirt. It was an accident, for her to let go of you cloak to shake my hand. She is probably crying right now in confusion Hiei.”
Hiei glared at the avatar and took off towards the house as he tried to find her energy with the Jagan. He leaped to her window and knocked softly before sliding it open. “Onna, go-” Why was it so hard to say those two simple words? Never mind that he'd never apologized for anything in his life he just couldn't seem to get the word off his tongue.
Kagome had her back to the window as she sat on her bed. She acted like she had not heard him come in as she sat there holding his cloak. She spoke to the black and red fabric softly though her voice was clearly annoyed. “I don't understand him, he disappears for two months where I only feel him there part of the time. Then he comes back, we literally fall in to each others arms, then he yells at me? He didn't once use my name! Ugh is it so hard to say Kagome? Just once I wish he'd acknowledge me as an individual there must be millions and more “onna's” I don't get it, why are names so unimportant to youkai?” she questioned the cloak knowing she would get no answer. She smiled lightly as she heard his near silent foot falls behind her.
She could feel the heat of his hand as it hovered uncertainly above her shoulder. She wanted him to touch her so badly that she feared she was trembling. Her heart was pounding in her chest with anticipation. She had known that his anger had been out of concern, after traveling with Inuyasha how could she not know by now the hidden signs? She was willing to bet that Hiei, would snap at someone when angry or even embarrassed or just uncomfortable. He'd probably have lots of insecurities and fears that she would never know. She'd have to try and be aware of the feelings she could detect and just show him by actions that she was different.
Now she just needed and wanted him to ask in his own way for the forgiveness she had already given. She wanted to hear her name in his voice. When he spoke it was like a sudden light breeze there and gone before you realized it. But in his wake Kagome closed her eyes. He had called her Kagome.
No, he hadn't said he was sorry but that was alright for she understood what he'd left unsaid when he spoken. He was sorry, for the shirt and for snapping at her. Hiei had said it all with the way he'd spoke her name. It might not change anything, but some thing told Kagome it had and that things would never be the same.
After changing in to a t-shirt, Kagome returned outside. Hiei was no where that she could sense but that kitsune, Kurama was it? Was. It was simple to spot his crimson hair, as he stood next to the Sacred Tree. As Kagome approached him she saw that his eyes were closed in concentration and she could feel the slight elevation in his youki as well as see the pale colorless energy surrounding the tree. Kagome would have been alarmed, except she could feel the nearly imperceptible jolt of happiness from the tree. It was almost like the tree was greeting an old friend...
Before she could speak, Kurama did. “Hiei can be rather harsh at times. He usually means what he does more than what he says. I am Kurama, by the way. I didn't get the chance to say so earlier.” He turned around to look at the young woman. He hadn't taken a good look at her before as his mind had been rather occupied with the many thoughts and images Yoko had provided upon seeing Kagome's previous state of dubious clothing. Kurama felt his body stir and looked back at the tree to focus his thoughts away from her.
“This tree tells me you are a remarkable woman. Did you know that, Higurashi-san?”
“Just Kagome, please.” Kagome said out of habit. She smiled warmly at the tree while walking close to it and placing her hand lovingly on the bark covered trunk. “Really?” she questioned softly.
Kurama nodded, letting his eyes drift to the soft expression she wore. “Oh yes. This tree has many things to say, Shikon no Miko.”
Spinning to face him, she jerked her hand from the tree. Suspicion glittered in her cobalt eyes. Silently she cursed her stupidity. Just because Hiei knew him and he had said they were friends, didn't mean she should let her guard down. Her eyes narrowed as she appraised him as a possible enemy. Kurama gave her a disarming smile as he tossed his crimson locks and withdrew a rose the color of his hair. He tossed it casually to her as he turned and walked away. “I'm not an enemy, Kagome,” he called over his shoulder.
Kagome watched him leave until she could no longer feel his energy. What the crap was that? She bent and picked up the rose cautiously. Touching it with her power she found it was nothing but a rose grown by youki. She sighed and raised it to her nose, it smelled sweet.
Kurama and Yoko had been shocked to learn that tidbit of information. The tree had happily shared all of the reasons he loved that human Miko. By the time Kagome had returned from the house Kurama was more than intrigued he was enchanted. Was it possible? Could such a loving and gentle non-judging soul exist? Could the legends really be correct for a change? Kurama had no answer except, gaining the attention of an ancient tree enough to awaken it took someone or something special. He couldn't wait for their next encounter. Maybe he'd even bring Yusuke with him...
“Camping.” Kagome answered as she made her way down the path she knew well though it was hidden now. They walked in silence for a time. Arriving at her camp site Kagome entered her tent and turned on the portable battery operated lamp and tucked her pack in to a plastic container before snapping the lid closed firmly. Walking out of the tent Kagome grabbed a couple large logs and set them in the fire pit she'd dug out. As she reached for her matches the wood began to smoke and small flames began licking at the wood. “Arigatou, Hiei.” Kagome said with a smile.
Kagome began to prepare dinner and when her meal was cooking she sat down before she spoke again. “Hiei? Do I seem ordinary to you?” Kagome asked. Hiei turned his head to study her. “Why ask me?” he asked in return. Kagome sighed. “I guess I just feel like I really don't belong here. Like I don't fit in. I haven't had a friend to talk to in a long time.”
“Belonging or not, is up to you. As for being ordinary why would you wish to be like the mindless ningens who live their lives in ignorant bliss, oblivious to everything around them? You were not born to that life.”
“I guess not. But, does being different mean we all have to be alone Hiei?” Her cobalt eyes watched him in the fire light.
As the light and shadows played a crossed his features Kagome was enchanted. He leaned casually against a log resting his arm on his bent knee and the other was stretched out in front of him. He seemed relaxed but Kagome could see the tension in his muscles as he watched the flames dance in the camp fire. “We are all alone. Being different or not doesn't change that.”
“Doesn't that make you, lonely? Doesn't it make you want someone you can share things with, talk to and laugh with? Someone you can relax around and be yourself?” She asked as she stirred the simple stew she was cooking. “I know it does me. Because of what I am and what I know my choices are limited but I don't really mind. The ordinary people here could never understand and most youkai try to kill me. Did I tell you that most of the youkai I befriended tried at one time to kill me? ”
Hiei's eyebrows disappeared under his bandana. She hadn't told him that when she had shared her story before. He snorted. He was no different, then any of them. “Why befriend them then?” He asked genuinely curious.
Kagome looked over at him. “Because they weren't bad or evil. It was a misunderstanding and mostly over the jewel shards. How could I blame them for my mistake? Power is everything to youkai, I understand that so how could I be angry over their instinct to survive? My hands are far from clean either, I killed so many youkai and my reasons were the same. So how could I judge them and not myself?”
Kagome stirred the stew again before looking at Hiei questioningly missing the look of surprise that flitted over his features at her words. It was not usually his way to converse in this manner but something about Kagome allowed him to let his guard down just a little. Now he was glad he had. She understood even if was only the surface. This Miko had to be the first human he'd ever known who did. “Will you eat some? I made too much. I guess I still cook like I did in the past.” Hiei shrugged.
Kagome smiled understanding a little better Hiei's mannerisms. Dishing him out a bowl full she handed to him. As he took it he brushed her fingers with his. He nodded his thanks wordlessly as he leaned back again to eat it. Taking some for herself she sat back down and set the bowl in her lap as she looked up at the stars. Only very few could be seen through the leafy canopy above.
“I know where you can see them better.” Hiei said as he watched her. Kagome turned and looked at him. “Will you show me someday?” she asked as she finally began to eat now that it had cooled a little.
“Perhaps.”
They lapsed in to a comfortable silence. The stew gone and the fire burning low Kagome turned her eyes back to her temporary companion. “Hiei? Will you tell me about your Jagan? I know a little but do you mind if I ask a few questions?” Hiei studied her for a moment. “Ask. Depending on the question I may have an answer.” He raised an eyebrow waiting for the first of her questions. He was fairly curious to know what she knew of the Jagan and what else she wanted to know.
Kagome thought for a moment gathering her thoughts before she spoke. “The Jaganshi are solitary beings, why did you chose to be one? I mean I understand why someone might desire the power it can give, but not the price someone pays for it. Doesn't the Jagan keep everyone at a distance?”
Hiei frowned thoughtfully. He'd never really thought about it. He'd always been alone and so never really noticed if the Jagan kept people at bay or if it was him they feared. Being what he was he'd always figured that it was himself. Yet now that he was thinking about it, Yusuke never had a problem with what he was just what he had done. Kurama was the same. Kagome didn't judge either way. None of them had an issue with the Jagan either. And oddly the Jagan had never attempted to attack the Miko sitting a crossed from him. Had it sensed that she had no ill will towards him? He glared as his thoughts took a turn he would have to think on later.
“If it does then it does me a favor.” he said darkly.
“Or a disfavor.” Kagome quietly disagreed. “What happens if you meet someone you want to be close to? Will the Jagan chase them away?”
“That is up to them.” he admitted so quietly Kagome wasn't certain she'd heard it. Sensing his discomfort Kagome decided to change the subject.
“The Jagan gives you abilities like telepathy right, what else can it do?”
Hiei shrugged “Why do you wish to know?”
Kagome smiled warmly. “I want to learn more about you. The Jagan is part of you. So if I wished to know more it makes no sense to ignore any part that makes you, you. I would be missing out on knowing the real you.”
He was positive now that he had never met any being like her. He had thought that he'd seen all of the sides of her when she'd told him the story of the Shikon jewel. How wrong he'd been. The reality was so much bigger than her story. She understood, where others had shunned. She offered him friendship, but could he accept it? He wanted to, but could he offer something he knew very little about in return?
“Why would you want to know me?” Hiei asked feeling quite overwhelmed by Kagome.
“Because I like you.” Her cheeks had pinked a little but she met his eyes. A shy smile had played at her lips.
He thought he'd had every shock possible from her words tonight but she'd had one more to give him, one that he'd never in a million years expected from anyone. He looked at her knowing that his eyes had widened and the surprise he felt was obvious on his face. He had no reply as his mouth had gone dry and thoughts had scattered. A blush ghosted on his cheeks and he looked away.
“Its late.” he said standing and brushing off his clothes. “You should sleep, Onna.” He said before leaping up in to the tree a crossed from her tent and settling himself on a branch.
Kagome watched him leave and smiled as he lightly brushed her aura with his own letting her know he was still there. The fire went out as she clicked on her flashlight and walked to her tent. “Good night, Hiei.” she said gently as she walked inside.
“Good night...Kagome.” he finally said quietly.
Hiei turned his head towards the tent, as he heard the soft click and the tent was illuminated dimly. His eyes caught movement and he zeroed in on it as his ears heard the soft sound of a zipper. Seeing her silhouette on the wall of the tent he watched eagerly as she used her hands to shimmy out of her jeans, stepping out of them. He was transfixed as he watched those same hands remove her shirt and bra. It was the single sexiest thing he'd ever seen while camping. The shadow was so sharp that as she turned to the side his eyes caught a pert nipple shadowed as well. He licked his lips as his eager mind supplied him with a hundred different ways he could tease that little bud of flesh.
Before things got out of hand the light went off and he heard the sound of her settling for the night. Hiei breathed a sigh before adjusting himself more comfortably on the branch. He had a lot to think about...
His mind raced as he went over her words in his mind over and over again. He couldn't believe it. Kagome wasn't just offering friendship she was offering him so much more. Did he want it? If he was honest with himself, he wasn't completely certain what she was offering. As for wanting it something about her told him he'd be a complete fool not to. That same feeling that he got when he'd seen something he wanted told him to hold on to Kagome with both hands. Once he found out what she was offering he planned to take it with both hands too. But what if what he thought she was offering wasn't the same as what she was. His doubts began to creep up in his mind.
Hiei shook himself. She said she likes me dammit. He reminded himself pulling up the image of her looking at him her cheeks pink and that little shy smile on her lips. He felt his own lips curve a little before he frowned. He'd just have to talk to her. Tomorrow he'd ask her what she meant by liking him. Tomorrow he'd know.
Unfortunately the fates had other ideas as he was woken just as the sun was about to rise suddenly with the buzzing that accompanied the shrill ring of his communicator. Irritated he flipped it open and listened wordlessly to the instructions that Koenma gave through a recording. He hadn't been fully unsuspecting of this as he'd been informed by Murkuro via a messenger, but the timing was wrong very wrong. Dammit! Now he just had to hope that the Onna could stay out of trouble for a couple of weeks while he went in to the Makai so that he could deal with the problem. He would be back as soon as it was over they could talk then. He pulled off his cloak and folded it setting it on the log he'd leaned against last night. Hopefully she would understand his intention. Then with a shrug he left. After all how much trouble could she get in to in a couple of weeks...
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Chapter 3
Waking a mere hour from the time he'd fallen asleep, Hiei frowned as he felt a ripple of pain enter the energy that cloaked the Shrine. Turning his gaze to the house the Jagan scanned for the source of the feeling. It was coming from the Miko.Jumping easily to the roof and pulling out a lock pick that he’d stolen from Kurama he decided to observe her dreams and hopefully gain some clue as to the cause. As he touched the edge of the window he was surprised to see a small space between the window and the seal. The window was still open?
Silently he slid it open further and stepped noiselessly in to the room. Her scent was thick enough here that he could smell it now and he unconsciously breathed it in. He hadn't taken the time earlier. She smelled clean like fresh rain and lightning, which he assumed was the smell of her power. Over those two smells he could still smell traces of the shampoo and soap she used but they were nearly scentless. Moving like a shadow he stepped closer to the bed in the corner of the room and located the woman.
She was sleeping restlessly. Subconsciously she was reaching out for something and latched on to Hiei’s energy with her mind. It seemed to calm her and she drifted deeper in to sleep. Hiei frowned as he removed the ward over the Jagan and allowed it to open fully. Instantly he was bombarded with a flurry of image, passing too quickly for him to see clearly, before the girls mind settled in to a dream…
Hiei found himself standing in a forest clearing in the night. Above him was a myriad of stars. Looking around he noticed the thin silhouette of the girl. Silently he followed her. She walked with a confidence that told him that she was comfortable in this place. The woman was looking for someone he decided as he watched her look around and up in to the dark tree tops. Suddenly she froze and, covering her mouth, stepped back against a tree.
Hiei moved silently in the shadows to see what had upset her. In another clearing was an Inu hanyou sitting with a woman who had long dark hair. He couldn't see her face but it was obvious that the Miko did. The couple was oblivious to anything around them as they talked quietly in the moonlight. “I've made my choice Kikyo, it's always been you,” the male said as his voice carried through the clearing. Hiei knew then, by the name the onna had spoken earlier, that this must be a memory from her travels to the past although he couldn't recall her speaking of this.
The girls feelings swamped the dream with betrayal and shock and then acceptance. ”He was never mine to begin with,” she said sadly as if reminding herself as tears coursed down her cheeks and she turned from the scene and ran. The overwhelming sorrow was nearly crippling.
Hiei followed her back to the same clearing he’d started in and watched with interest as the girl ran in to the clearing and leaped without a pause into the old well there. A bright flash of light surrounded him as he was drawn through the well with her and then as she climbed out inside a building. Opening the door, she left the well house and moved in to the shrine. As she collapsed in a crumpled heap sobbing beneath the same tree, Hiei could make out very little of what she said except four words: “You should have lived.”
Slowly, from the shadows, another figure came in to the dream and Hiei frowned at the look in those familiar claret eyes. Even the voice that spoke was too similar to his own. What was she doing dreaming of him?
“It's no more than you deserve worthless onna. Why would any male look your way at all? Worthless and ugly. You will always be alone...”
Hiei listened to himself berate the onna till he could stand no more, then in a blink he drew his katana and sliced the dream Hiei in half. He was angry and confused by the dream she was having about him. “Do not presume to put words in my mouth Onna. You do not know me, nor do you know what I think.” He stated to her still weeping form, before pulling the Jagan back and swiftly leaving her room.
As Kagome stirred from the dream she’d had, she had the distinct feeling that someone had been in her room and close to her. Rolling over Kagome’s hand brushed the edge of her bed and she found it still warm as though some one had sat there beside her. Confused but not afraid Kagome moved to the window and looked out over the stillness of the night cloaked shrine. It was peaceful and calming as it should be and as she reached out her senses to the empty grounds.
Her heart sank. Tears gathered in her eyes as she recalled her dream only minutes ago. How had there been two Hiei’s so completely different from each other? One she had known was her minds creation and there had been things about that shadow that were wrong. His voice had not been as dark nor as smooth. And she realized thinking back that he had not had the Jagan.
Kagome gasped as she sat heavily on the chair beside her. The second Hiei had had the Jagan and it was open and pulsing. Could it have been him really standing there? Sango had told her once, after a particularly grueling fight with one, of youkai who possessed the Jagan. They were called Jaganshi because the Jagan itself was a sentient being in a manor of speaking. Kagome reasoned from what her friend had said that those like Hiei had needed to ’tame ’ the Jagan and make it view them as master. Once they had though the Jagan would guard them and serve them loyally granting to their master all types of abilities like telepathy and mind control. It could also in extreme cases be used to summon creatures from hell. She hadn’t known any more about the creatures it could summon.
She had also told her that most youkai who were willing to go through the excruciating process of getting the Jagan were very antisocial creatures due to the Jagan's tendency to attack any who came to close to its master. Kagome had not been able to stop the tears of empathy for such a life then and even recalling the conversation made her eyes sting.
Hiei was one of those lonely creatures. It all made sense now that she thought about it. The shock on his face when she held on to him while she cried earlier. The confusion in his eyes as she told him that she liked youkai. It was so horrible. What could have possibly driven a youkai like Hiei to cut himself off that way?
She had know from his aura that he was Hiyoukai and as such knew that his type thrived on physical contact and their need for the passion that burned white hot in their veins. One like him should have relished in the touch of another being instead of rejecting it. Hiei had been so cold. Like he had been made of ice. Hiei was a Forbidden Child she knew that already but it didn't stop tears from gathering in her eyes as she looked out at the shrine but saw nothing as the memories played in her mind.
Inuyasha had been the one to tell her of forbidden children when they had come upon one in their travels. The child had been alone and silently sitting on the side of the road waiting for death. Kagome had seen the unfortunate little thing and moved closer to it. Inuyasha had placed a hand on her arm and pulled her back. “You can’t touch her Kagome. She’d kill you. She’s a mixed elemental Forbidden Child.” he’d stated as he’d pulled her along behind him.
“A Forbidden Child?” Kagome had asked. Inuyasha’s ears had drooped. “She has conflicting energies inside her. Earth and lightning. They are canceling each other out and soon it will kill her. Most don’t even live through the birthing. It is guaranteed that they will die as soon as their energy reaches a certain point. Come on Kagome, don’t look back.” he’d said as there was a muffled explosion and then silence.
Kagome closed her eyes recalling that horrible silence. She hugged herself trying to forget. With her eyes closed she saw two carmine eyes floating in her memory. Hiei hadn’t died and from what she knew he had long since reached passed the point that normally forbidden children died. So how was it he had survived? Was it because of the Jagan? Suddenly Kagome was burning with questions. However Hiei never came close enough to ask him.
For nearly two months Hiei silently followed her every where she went except where he would be seen. He didn't approach her, and he kept a tight reign on his energy watching her for some sign that she'd noticed him.
He had taken great pains to keep her from meeting the rest of his team by creating reasons for her not to go a particular direction when he knew that they would be there or causing small bouts of random havoc so that they were distracted from sensing her. So far it had worked but he was under no pretenses that it would continue to do so. No he had to find a better way of keeping the Kitsune from discovering the woman, his Miko.
Fate it would seem was not on his side this time as it was getting closer to the summer festival season and Kagome had been busily helping her family set up and prepare. Many people frequented the shrines during these times. Kurama would no doubt be visiting every shrine looking for the Miko. Hiei cursed quietly at the thought as he tucked himself comfortably against the trunk of the same tree he'd slept in almost every night since meeting her, his senses on high alert for the fox. The Jagan might have been watching for energy but Hiei's eyes were glued to the Miko as she rushed from place to place.
Scurrying a crossed the grounds Kagome was carrying a large box from one of the many storage sheds at the back of the shrine when she felt the hair on the back of her neck rise with the tingle of unfamiliar energy. Turning her head sharply to look around she froze setting the box down to free her hands.
Seeing her reaching backward in the practiced habit of reaching for an arrow Hiei realized that Kagome was searching for a weapon to defend herself, and since no other energies were present that meant she was feeling the malevolent power of the Jagan it's self. He moved swiftly towards her as he called out to her at the same time. If she revealed her power here she would bring the whole Reikai down on her...
Mid turn Kagome heard the unmistakable sound of Hiei's voice as he called out behind her. He was moving swiftly towards her. Unfortunately he had not seen Buyo as he skidded to a stop just before colliding in to her. His eyes widened as he tripped in the last instant. His hand flew out instinctively to grab the first thing he could to prevent the fall. Hiei heard the sound of ripping fabric and the clatter of small pieces hitting the stone ground just before he felt her collide with his chest and he rolled to take the brunt, his body shielding hers.
As he lay on the ground stunned, he was acutely aware of every place she was pressed against him. He could feel the movement of her chest as she panted for breath. In his hand now trapped between them he could feel a hand full of fabric and the softest thing he'd ever touched was brushing the palm of his other hand as she breathed. Unconsciously he slid his unpinned hand upwards until he encountered more fabric. 'Lace.' his dazed mind supplied as the realization had not yet hit him. Her scent was surrounding him, drugging him as she lay on top of him where they had landed.
A strong arm had caught her mid fall and she was suddenly wrapped it a all encompassing feeling of youki and the same energy she'd felt before as she landed against his chest her head against his shoulder. The ripple of strong solid muscles beneath her hands made her suck in a deep breath. Before she moved she knew who had caught her. Even if he had not spoken his scent was unmistakable as she recalled it from the night she had cried on his cloak.
Looking up Kagome was unsurprised to meet the same carmine eyes that she had that day months ago. She hadn't fully sensed him since the night of her dream and had begun to wonder if she would ever see him again. Still he had promised he'd be close by even if she didn't see him and somehow the thought that he was watching over her warmed her heart. It was the look in those smoldering claret eyes that pinned her to the spot. She felt his hand slide up her side. His hot hand seeming to brand her as he touched her skin. She shivered in pleasure as her thoughts scattered a million different directions.
As he continued to hold her his thoughts dazed and drugged by the feel and scent of her. He looked down and realized he'd made a huge mistake. Her pale throat was exposed as her hair had been tied up and his eyes followed the line down. Expecting to see the collar of the shirt she was wearing he nearly gaped as his eyes met pale flesh. Her breasts pressed in to his chest the way they were allowed him to view her ample bosom in a whole new way. The hand that had been absently wandering the soft expanse of her side and the lace moved on its own to brush the underside of her left breast. He could feel her heart racing in her chest as she calmed from the burst of adrenalin.
Hiei met her eyes and nearly groaned at the desire he saw in them. His body reacted as well and a blush stained her cheeks. Her wayward thoughts zeroed in on that one feeling as her eyes widened. 'Uh is that his...Wow it feels so big...' she shook her head, breaking the trance they both seemed to be lost in. Catching her final thoughts before she moved Hiei was filled with male pride at her reaction
As she was leaning back to get up Hiei saw for the first time his accidental handy work. Her button down shirt had been ripped open to her navel exposing the tops of her ample breasts and their lace binding to his eager gaze. As she sat up she unintentionally brushed that part of him that was making his desire known to her with her clothed center. He closed his eyes as he tried to swallow the hiss of pleasure that slipped through his teeth. Dammit, how was he going to keep his distance now. He'd never be satisfied just watching her now. He breathed her in noticing as he did so the spiciness in her scent.
“Are you injured, Onna?” he asked slowly struggling to maintain his control. Hiei brushed himself off standing up and removing his cloak as he stepped back a pace. He hurriedly looked her over assessing her for damage. “I'm fine, arigatou... Hiei.” she said softly. Hiei felt a pleasant shiver race down his spine hearing his name roll from her lips. Why was he avoiding her again? He was finding difficult to recall his reasons as he felt like he was drowning in the deep pools of cobalt blue. He took a step to close the distance between them as he draped his cloak over her shoulders.“Onna-” he began then stopped as he clenched his fists. “shit.”
“ Pardon me but, where did you want this box, miss? Can I help you?” a pleasant voice at the side of where they stood questioned. Kagome heard the low oath that Hiei uttered under his breath and looked curiously at the speaker as Hiei jumped away from her as though burned. The hurt in her eyes at his actions was unnoticed by Hiei but the stranger had seen it.
Kagome swept her eyes over the stranger and gasped very softly. He was taller than she by at least six inches possibly more. He had crimson colored hair that fell loosely to mid back. His figure was lithe and yet she could sense the strength within his limbs and knew that he was no mortal though the feel of his youki was rather muted. His features were fine yet masculine hinted and he was extraordinarily beautiful, however that came as no surprise when dealing with kitsune. His verdant eyes sparkled with amusement at some unknown joke. But the humor was replaced with a look she wished she could hide from, as his eyes swept over her figure and then focused on her eyes.
“Miss? The box?” he reminded gently as he smiled at her. Kagome clutched Hiei's cloak closer to her as she watched him warily. Her reiki swirled just beneath the surface of her skin ready to be called to her hand should the Kitsune make a false move. Hiei's reaction to the stranger hadn't helped her anxiety.
^Why have you come here, Fox? I should tell her you are a threat and let her purify you.^ Hiei said flatly in the avatar's head. Kurama frowned. “Now Hiei, that's no way to greet a friend.” Kurama said aloud so Kagome would hear it. Hiei glared coldly at the kitsune. “Kurama, don't push me.” Hiei replied angrily. The power that had given Kagome's skin a glowing pink quality faded as she looked at them both with confusion. “Hiei, do you know him?” She asked as she stood.
^Make no mistake if it wouldn't bring the Reikai down on her I would deny it.^ Hiei glared but nodded once and Kagome was suddenly all smiles. “Hi, I'm Kagome Higurashi.” she said letting go of the cloak to extend her hand out of years of habit. Kurama stared at the expanse of skin she exposed. Hiei's ire spiked. “Cover yourself, baka Onna. ” he snapped. Kagome flinched at his tone and her smile wavered. “Excuse me, I need to change I'll be right back” she said as she ran as fast as she could to the house.
Kurama frowned after Kagome. “Hiei you needn't be so harsh with her, you'll hurt her feelings and her heart. She was obviously happy to see you even if you did tear her shirt. It was an accident, for her to let go of you cloak to shake my hand. She is probably crying right now in confusion Hiei.”
Hiei glared at the avatar and took off towards the house as he tried to find her energy with the Jagan. He leaped to her window and knocked softly before sliding it open. “Onna, go-” Why was it so hard to say those two simple words? Never mind that he'd never apologized for anything in his life he just couldn't seem to get the word off his tongue.
Kagome had her back to the window as she sat on her bed. She acted like she had not heard him come in as she sat there holding his cloak. She spoke to the black and red fabric softly though her voice was clearly annoyed. “I don't understand him, he disappears for two months where I only feel him there part of the time. Then he comes back, we literally fall in to each others arms, then he yells at me? He didn't once use my name! Ugh is it so hard to say Kagome? Just once I wish he'd acknowledge me as an individual there must be millions and more “onna's” I don't get it, why are names so unimportant to youkai?” she questioned the cloak knowing she would get no answer. She smiled lightly as she heard his near silent foot falls behind her.
She could feel the heat of his hand as it hovered uncertainly above her shoulder. She wanted him to touch her so badly that she feared she was trembling. Her heart was pounding in her chest with anticipation. She had known that his anger had been out of concern, after traveling with Inuyasha how could she not know by now the hidden signs? She was willing to bet that Hiei, would snap at someone when angry or even embarrassed or just uncomfortable. He'd probably have lots of insecurities and fears that she would never know. She'd have to try and be aware of the feelings she could detect and just show him by actions that she was different.
Now she just needed and wanted him to ask in his own way for the forgiveness she had already given. She wanted to hear her name in his voice. When he spoke it was like a sudden light breeze there and gone before you realized it. But in his wake Kagome closed her eyes. He had called her Kagome.
No, he hadn't said he was sorry but that was alright for she understood what he'd left unsaid when he spoken. He was sorry, for the shirt and for snapping at her. Hiei had said it all with the way he'd spoke her name. It might not change anything, but some thing told Kagome it had and that things would never be the same.
After changing in to a t-shirt, Kagome returned outside. Hiei was no where that she could sense but that kitsune, Kurama was it? Was. It was simple to spot his crimson hair, as he stood next to the Sacred Tree. As Kagome approached him she saw that his eyes were closed in concentration and she could feel the slight elevation in his youki as well as see the pale colorless energy surrounding the tree. Kagome would have been alarmed, except she could feel the nearly imperceptible jolt of happiness from the tree. It was almost like the tree was greeting an old friend...
Before she could speak, Kurama did. “Hiei can be rather harsh at times. He usually means what he does more than what he says. I am Kurama, by the way. I didn't get the chance to say so earlier.” He turned around to look at the young woman. He hadn't taken a good look at her before as his mind had been rather occupied with the many thoughts and images Yoko had provided upon seeing Kagome's previous state of dubious clothing. Kurama felt his body stir and looked back at the tree to focus his thoughts away from her.
“This tree tells me you are a remarkable woman. Did you know that, Higurashi-san?”
“Just Kagome, please.” Kagome said out of habit. She smiled warmly at the tree while walking close to it and placing her hand lovingly on the bark covered trunk. “Really?” she questioned softly.
Kurama nodded, letting his eyes drift to the soft expression she wore. “Oh yes. This tree has many things to say, Shikon no Miko.”
Spinning to face him, she jerked her hand from the tree. Suspicion glittered in her cobalt eyes. Silently she cursed her stupidity. Just because Hiei knew him and he had said they were friends, didn't mean she should let her guard down. Her eyes narrowed as she appraised him as a possible enemy. Kurama gave her a disarming smile as he tossed his crimson locks and withdrew a rose the color of his hair. He tossed it casually to her as he turned and walked away. “I'm not an enemy, Kagome,” he called over his shoulder.
Kagome watched him leave until she could no longer feel his energy. What the crap was that? She bent and picked up the rose cautiously. Touching it with her power she found it was nothing but a rose grown by youki. She sighed and raised it to her nose, it smelled sweet.
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Over all Kurama was quite pleased with himself. He had definitely gotten her attention, and she had fully acquired his in more ways than one. The tree had been more than eager to speak about it's Kagome. The more Kurama and Yoko had heard the more they wanted her and higher their respect for her grew. Yoko had known that particular tree since he was a sapling. Although the tree had long ago lost the ability to show his face and forgotten his name, that did not mean he was blind. Far from in fact. Of all humans he'd ever watched over Kagome was his favorite, more than that he loved her.Kurama and Yoko had been shocked to learn that tidbit of information. The tree had happily shared all of the reasons he loved that human Miko. By the time Kagome had returned from the house Kurama was more than intrigued he was enchanted. Was it possible? Could such a loving and gentle non-judging soul exist? Could the legends really be correct for a change? Kurama had no answer except, gaining the attention of an ancient tree enough to awaken it took someone or something special. He couldn't wait for their next encounter. Maybe he'd even bring Yusuke with him...
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That night after the preparations were completed, Kagome made herself a pack and headed out to her camp. Flashlight in hand and bow and quiver on her back Kagome walked to the back of the shrine and in to the trees. She hadn't gone ten paces when she felt him. Kagome smiled as she stopped and looked to the tree where he was watching her. “Want to walk with me, Hiei?” Kagome invited softly. Hiei dropped down from his perch and looked at her with a frown. “What are you doing out here...Kagome?” he asked, hesitating before speaking her name.“Camping.” Kagome answered as she made her way down the path she knew well though it was hidden now. They walked in silence for a time. Arriving at her camp site Kagome entered her tent and turned on the portable battery operated lamp and tucked her pack in to a plastic container before snapping the lid closed firmly. Walking out of the tent Kagome grabbed a couple large logs and set them in the fire pit she'd dug out. As she reached for her matches the wood began to smoke and small flames began licking at the wood. “Arigatou, Hiei.” Kagome said with a smile.
Kagome began to prepare dinner and when her meal was cooking she sat down before she spoke again. “Hiei? Do I seem ordinary to you?” Kagome asked. Hiei turned his head to study her. “Why ask me?” he asked in return. Kagome sighed. “I guess I just feel like I really don't belong here. Like I don't fit in. I haven't had a friend to talk to in a long time.”
“Belonging or not, is up to you. As for being ordinary why would you wish to be like the mindless ningens who live their lives in ignorant bliss, oblivious to everything around them? You were not born to that life.”
“I guess not. But, does being different mean we all have to be alone Hiei?” Her cobalt eyes watched him in the fire light.
As the light and shadows played a crossed his features Kagome was enchanted. He leaned casually against a log resting his arm on his bent knee and the other was stretched out in front of him. He seemed relaxed but Kagome could see the tension in his muscles as he watched the flames dance in the camp fire. “We are all alone. Being different or not doesn't change that.”
“Doesn't that make you, lonely? Doesn't it make you want someone you can share things with, talk to and laugh with? Someone you can relax around and be yourself?” She asked as she stirred the simple stew she was cooking. “I know it does me. Because of what I am and what I know my choices are limited but I don't really mind. The ordinary people here could never understand and most youkai try to kill me. Did I tell you that most of the youkai I befriended tried at one time to kill me? ”
Hiei's eyebrows disappeared under his bandana. She hadn't told him that when she had shared her story before. He snorted. He was no different, then any of them. “Why befriend them then?” He asked genuinely curious.
Kagome looked over at him. “Because they weren't bad or evil. It was a misunderstanding and mostly over the jewel shards. How could I blame them for my mistake? Power is everything to youkai, I understand that so how could I be angry over their instinct to survive? My hands are far from clean either, I killed so many youkai and my reasons were the same. So how could I judge them and not myself?”
Kagome stirred the stew again before looking at Hiei questioningly missing the look of surprise that flitted over his features at her words. It was not usually his way to converse in this manner but something about Kagome allowed him to let his guard down just a little. Now he was glad he had. She understood even if was only the surface. This Miko had to be the first human he'd ever known who did. “Will you eat some? I made too much. I guess I still cook like I did in the past.” Hiei shrugged.
Kagome smiled understanding a little better Hiei's mannerisms. Dishing him out a bowl full she handed to him. As he took it he brushed her fingers with his. He nodded his thanks wordlessly as he leaned back again to eat it. Taking some for herself she sat back down and set the bowl in her lap as she looked up at the stars. Only very few could be seen through the leafy canopy above.
“I know where you can see them better.” Hiei said as he watched her. Kagome turned and looked at him. “Will you show me someday?” she asked as she finally began to eat now that it had cooled a little.
“Perhaps.”
They lapsed in to a comfortable silence. The stew gone and the fire burning low Kagome turned her eyes back to her temporary companion. “Hiei? Will you tell me about your Jagan? I know a little but do you mind if I ask a few questions?” Hiei studied her for a moment. “Ask. Depending on the question I may have an answer.” He raised an eyebrow waiting for the first of her questions. He was fairly curious to know what she knew of the Jagan and what else she wanted to know.
Kagome thought for a moment gathering her thoughts before she spoke. “The Jaganshi are solitary beings, why did you chose to be one? I mean I understand why someone might desire the power it can give, but not the price someone pays for it. Doesn't the Jagan keep everyone at a distance?”
Hiei frowned thoughtfully. He'd never really thought about it. He'd always been alone and so never really noticed if the Jagan kept people at bay or if it was him they feared. Being what he was he'd always figured that it was himself. Yet now that he was thinking about it, Yusuke never had a problem with what he was just what he had done. Kurama was the same. Kagome didn't judge either way. None of them had an issue with the Jagan either. And oddly the Jagan had never attempted to attack the Miko sitting a crossed from him. Had it sensed that she had no ill will towards him? He glared as his thoughts took a turn he would have to think on later.
“If it does then it does me a favor.” he said darkly.
“Or a disfavor.” Kagome quietly disagreed. “What happens if you meet someone you want to be close to? Will the Jagan chase them away?”
“That is up to them.” he admitted so quietly Kagome wasn't certain she'd heard it. Sensing his discomfort Kagome decided to change the subject.
“The Jagan gives you abilities like telepathy right, what else can it do?”
Hiei shrugged “Why do you wish to know?”
Kagome smiled warmly. “I want to learn more about you. The Jagan is part of you. So if I wished to know more it makes no sense to ignore any part that makes you, you. I would be missing out on knowing the real you.”
He was positive now that he had never met any being like her. He had thought that he'd seen all of the sides of her when she'd told him the story of the Shikon jewel. How wrong he'd been. The reality was so much bigger than her story. She understood, where others had shunned. She offered him friendship, but could he accept it? He wanted to, but could he offer something he knew very little about in return?
“Why would you want to know me?” Hiei asked feeling quite overwhelmed by Kagome.
“Because I like you.” Her cheeks had pinked a little but she met his eyes. A shy smile had played at her lips.
He thought he'd had every shock possible from her words tonight but she'd had one more to give him, one that he'd never in a million years expected from anyone. He looked at her knowing that his eyes had widened and the surprise he felt was obvious on his face. He had no reply as his mouth had gone dry and thoughts had scattered. A blush ghosted on his cheeks and he looked away.
“Its late.” he said standing and brushing off his clothes. “You should sleep, Onna.” He said before leaping up in to the tree a crossed from her tent and settling himself on a branch.
Kagome watched him leave and smiled as he lightly brushed her aura with his own letting her know he was still there. The fire went out as she clicked on her flashlight and walked to her tent. “Good night, Hiei.” she said gently as she walked inside.
“Good night...Kagome.” he finally said quietly.
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Inside the tent Kagome sank to her knees in the dark and pressed a hand to her pounding heart. While it was true now at eighteen almost nineteen, that she was a far cry from the naive girl she had been, that didn't make confessing to like someone easier. She had been so certain he would reject her feelings right away, but she had learned in her travels that waiting to tell someone made things complicated, but taking the chance was never regrettable. She reached over and clicked on the lamp as she began changing in to her pajamas.Hiei turned his head towards the tent, as he heard the soft click and the tent was illuminated dimly. His eyes caught movement and he zeroed in on it as his ears heard the soft sound of a zipper. Seeing her silhouette on the wall of the tent he watched eagerly as she used her hands to shimmy out of her jeans, stepping out of them. He was transfixed as he watched those same hands remove her shirt and bra. It was the single sexiest thing he'd ever seen while camping. The shadow was so sharp that as she turned to the side his eyes caught a pert nipple shadowed as well. He licked his lips as his eager mind supplied him with a hundred different ways he could tease that little bud of flesh.
Before things got out of hand the light went off and he heard the sound of her settling for the night. Hiei breathed a sigh before adjusting himself more comfortably on the branch. He had a lot to think about...
His mind raced as he went over her words in his mind over and over again. He couldn't believe it. Kagome wasn't just offering friendship she was offering him so much more. Did he want it? If he was honest with himself, he wasn't completely certain what she was offering. As for wanting it something about her told him he'd be a complete fool not to. That same feeling that he got when he'd seen something he wanted told him to hold on to Kagome with both hands. Once he found out what she was offering he planned to take it with both hands too. But what if what he thought she was offering wasn't the same as what she was. His doubts began to creep up in his mind.
Hiei shook himself. She said she likes me dammit. He reminded himself pulling up the image of her looking at him her cheeks pink and that little shy smile on her lips. He felt his own lips curve a little before he frowned. He'd just have to talk to her. Tomorrow he'd ask her what she meant by liking him. Tomorrow he'd know.
Unfortunately the fates had other ideas as he was woken just as the sun was about to rise suddenly with the buzzing that accompanied the shrill ring of his communicator. Irritated he flipped it open and listened wordlessly to the instructions that Koenma gave through a recording. He hadn't been fully unsuspecting of this as he'd been informed by Murkuro via a messenger, but the timing was wrong very wrong. Dammit! Now he just had to hope that the Onna could stay out of trouble for a couple of weeks while he went in to the Makai so that he could deal with the problem. He would be back as soon as it was over they could talk then. He pulled off his cloak and folded it setting it on the log he'd leaned against last night. Hopefully she would understand his intention. Then with a shrug he left. After all how much trouble could she get in to in a couple of weeks...
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