InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of the Night ❯ Night CMXXXI: Perfidy? ( Chapter 30 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Kurai Mori 
She was doing nothing that he had not already done. After all, he left first.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 05.21.2010 | Updated On: 05.21.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 809 | Status: Work In Progress
She was doing nothing that he had not already done. After all, he left first.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 05.21.2010 | Updated On: 05.21.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 809 | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Night CMXXXI: Perfidy?
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of Sengoku Otogizoushi - InuYasha or Yuu Yuu Hakusho. InuYasha belongs to Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, Viz Media, ShoPro Entertainment, and Shounen; while Yuu Yuu Hakusho belongs to Togashi Yoshihiro, Shueisha, Viz Media, and Shounen. No profit or money of any kind is made from this fan-created crossover.
Warning(s): Light swearing; Light angst
The dull pain that had taken residence in his soul and what could pass for his heart faded with time and distance. Days of hard training left him with no time to reminisce over all he had left behind in the Ningenkai; not of what had been and not of what could have been. Nights were spent in a sleep too exhausted to dream or for memories to haunt him. No one knew he had consorted or had a sordid affair with a human woman, and he preferred it that way. On the surface, it was because he had a reputation to uphold. Though, in deeper parts of him, he knew it was to keep her safe. He was not making friends, and his enemies would still jump at the chance to cripple him in such a way. Yet it would be a cold day in Reikai before he admitted to anyone that he had such a large weakness.
And, as a rule of thumb, he refused to count how many days he had spent away from her. Or so he would claim. Instead he counted how many days were left before the next tournament would begin. Because that was all that mattered to him now, along with how long it would be before he could see and fight with the fox and detective again. The oaf was someone he could never see or work with again for the rest of his unnatural life-span. The other two he would admit to wanting to see again: if only to face them in battle and see how they would all match up then.
And that reason had absolutely nothing with checking in with Kurama over how she was doing. Because he did not care... Hiei sneered; it was such an obvious lie. Even Kurama knew the truth, and knew it well enough to not tease him over it.
He even knew why she was crossing his mind during that evening. His training and barrier-patrol had brought him close to a familiar part of the barrier. Save for one flimsy part of the barrier, it had been down for a good year or two because of KoEnma. He knew that part well: Tokyo; a family-run shrine with an ancient tree. Of course it was not as if he had spent months trying to find that area... But only so he could avoid it at all costs. Which usually worked out.
Unlike all the other times, he could not bring himself to turn and head in a different direction this time. He blamed it on the season, the time, how long he had been gone; perhaps he even blamed it on the memories filled with her inky hair and midnight eyes. All of them reminded him of the night he had left like a coward in the night; all because he did not know how to say goodbye.
He had sworn to himself far too many nights ago that he would never return until he was strong enough to fend off any who would come to kill him. Until he was strong enough ot keep her safe and protected as well.
Yet, he took the leap into the Ningenkai. Just to make sure she was all right, he told himself.
Making his way to the shrine was easy enough: his feet could probably find a way there from anywhere. With one final leap, he found himself among the leaves of familiar Goshinboku. Very little had changed about the shrine; it still held the same smell and feel. No Makai tree could ever compare to that ancient one with a view of her room and the bone-eating well.
It was that shrine that caught his attention as the door was open and steady thrum of magic came from it that had not been there before. His eyes narrowed as it all became clear, and his nails dug into his palm until it bled. It was such a quiet evening and he could hear everything being said in the small shrine between her and her mother.
She had told him she would not head back, that she was in the present to stay. She had said that she would not leave him.
Her goodbye now proved all her earlier words to be lies, just like a typical woman. He sneered though he knew neither Kagome nor her mother could see it. At one time he had hoped she would be different from all the other humans, that she would not take back words said in earnest honesty. Perhaps he still held out some hope. His anger fled him as he heard the emotions in her farewell to her mother: longing and a want to stay.
No matter how many times he liked to forget, he had been the one to leave first. He was the one who had left with no goodbyes or promises to return to her. How could he expect her to stay when he had not?
Though he was selfish, especially when it came to her, even that was a bit much for him.
She had an old life waiting for her, just as he had a new life waiting for him to return. Before the ancient magic flared and disappeared with the one human would would haunt him forever, he was on his way back to the Makai.
They went their separate ways on very different paths, yet he was sure he would love her until the end of his. And, he figured, that was all that really mattered.
Word count: 1208
Reviewer Response:
LadyNorth76: Thank you; I'm glad you're enjoying this fic! And I will be updating this fic quickly, so you won't have to wait too long for a new chapter.
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of Sengoku Otogizoushi - InuYasha or Yuu Yuu Hakusho. InuYasha belongs to Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, Viz Media, ShoPro Entertainment, and Shounen; while Yuu Yuu Hakusho belongs to Togashi Yoshihiro, Shueisha, Viz Media, and Shounen. No profit or money of any kind is made from this fan-created crossover.
Warning(s): Light swearing; Light angst
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If it could take seven months to have a relationship and have it fall apart, then there was much that could happen within a space of a less than two years as Hiei discovered. Though he had had more eventful years of his life, never before had he experienced so much change in so short a time. When it came down to it, he was not surprised. Seven months with a miko who changed his life, a year gaining ranks among Mukuro's bodyguards, half-a-year spent training for the stupid tournament Yuusuke proposed, and it had ended only a few days ago.The dull pain that had taken residence in his soul and what could pass for his heart faded with time and distance. Days of hard training left him with no time to reminisce over all he had left behind in the Ningenkai; not of what had been and not of what could have been. Nights were spent in a sleep too exhausted to dream or for memories to haunt him. No one knew he had consorted or had a sordid affair with a human woman, and he preferred it that way. On the surface, it was because he had a reputation to uphold. Though, in deeper parts of him, he knew it was to keep her safe. He was not making friends, and his enemies would still jump at the chance to cripple him in such a way. Yet it would be a cold day in Reikai before he admitted to anyone that he had such a large weakness.
And, as a rule of thumb, he refused to count how many days he had spent away from her. Or so he would claim. Instead he counted how many days were left before the next tournament would begin. Because that was all that mattered to him now, along with how long it would be before he could see and fight with the fox and detective again. The oaf was someone he could never see or work with again for the rest of his unnatural life-span. The other two he would admit to wanting to see again: if only to face them in battle and see how they would all match up then.
And that reason had absolutely nothing with checking in with Kurama over how she was doing. Because he did not care... Hiei sneered; it was such an obvious lie. Even Kurama knew the truth, and knew it well enough to not tease him over it.
He even knew why she was crossing his mind during that evening. His training and barrier-patrol had brought him close to a familiar part of the barrier. Save for one flimsy part of the barrier, it had been down for a good year or two because of KoEnma. He knew that part well: Tokyo; a family-run shrine with an ancient tree. Of course it was not as if he had spent months trying to find that area... But only so he could avoid it at all costs. Which usually worked out.
Unlike all the other times, he could not bring himself to turn and head in a different direction this time. He blamed it on the season, the time, how long he had been gone; perhaps he even blamed it on the memories filled with her inky hair and midnight eyes. All of them reminded him of the night he had left like a coward in the night; all because he did not know how to say goodbye.
He had sworn to himself far too many nights ago that he would never return until he was strong enough to fend off any who would come to kill him. Until he was strong enough ot keep her safe and protected as well.
Yet, he took the leap into the Ningenkai. Just to make sure she was all right, he told himself.
Making his way to the shrine was easy enough: his feet could probably find a way there from anywhere. With one final leap, he found himself among the leaves of familiar Goshinboku. Very little had changed about the shrine; it still held the same smell and feel. No Makai tree could ever compare to that ancient one with a view of her room and the bone-eating well.
It was that shrine that caught his attention as the door was open and steady thrum of magic came from it that had not been there before. His eyes narrowed as it all became clear, and his nails dug into his palm until it bled. It was such a quiet evening and he could hear everything being said in the small shrine between her and her mother.
She had told him she would not head back, that she was in the present to stay. She had said that she would not leave him.
Her goodbye now proved all her earlier words to be lies, just like a typical woman. He sneered though he knew neither Kagome nor her mother could see it. At one time he had hoped she would be different from all the other humans, that she would not take back words said in earnest honesty. Perhaps he still held out some hope. His anger fled him as he heard the emotions in her farewell to her mother: longing and a want to stay.
No matter how many times he liked to forget, he had been the one to leave first. He was the one who had left with no goodbyes or promises to return to her. How could he expect her to stay when he had not?
Though he was selfish, especially when it came to her, even that was a bit much for him.
She had an old life waiting for her, just as he had a new life waiting for him to return. Before the ancient magic flared and disappeared with the one human would would haunt him forever, he was on his way back to the Makai.
They went their separate ways on very different paths, yet he was sure he would love her until the end of his. And, he figured, that was all that really mattered.
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A version of this chapter was posted to the livejournal community 30_Nights for their theme #022. Love you till the very end.Word count: 1208
Reviewer Response:
LadyNorth76: Thank you; I'm glad you're enjoying this fic! And I will be updating this fic quickly, so you won't have to wait too long for a new chapter.