InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of the Night ❯ Night MCM: Glimpse Part III ( Chapter 34 )
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By: Kurai Mori 
Like most everything else in their odd relationship, another thing was coming full circle.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.03.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 605 | Status: Work In Progress
Like most everything else in their odd relationship, another thing was coming full circle.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.03.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 605 | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Night MCM: Glimpse Part III
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 violence; Light swearing
Yet that was who she was: her idiocy and penchant for trouble seemed to be the only things about her able to withstand time.
Given how they had officially crossed paths, he knew she had to know the consequences of such wanderings. Yet she continued to do so. And for the thousandth time, he had to wonder how she had managed to live for so long given her lack of self-preservation instincts.
Instead of being able to relax and rest during the nights, he was stuck following after her to make sure no youkai attacked her in her inattention. She was horribly lax in her abilities that it seemed as if he had never trained her years ago. And, as he had no clue as to what their relationship was now, he was not going to offer. He still remembered where that had led, and though he may have no qualms about having it happen again, he did not know where she stood. They had not really spoken on where they were relationship-wise, though he figured they were a little more than friends and less than lovers. What that space was called, he had no clue, and he did not think there was a word yet to describe it.
So he followed after her under the pretense of keeping two individuals whom he would not name off his back. He would never hear the end of it from her brother and his twin if she died. Compared to that brat, who had obviously spent too much time around Kagome to know how to get his way with him, Kuwabara was a blessing. At least that oaf had never made the connection between Yukina and him, and if he had, he knew not to open his mouth. Just as Kagome ignored his presence even though he knew she knew he was there, at the very least. She would not hear the end of it either from the very same individuals.
The oddest sense of deja vu overtook Hiei as from his spot on top of the power pole he could see a nasty, loud youkai following after her. Definitely low-class and so obvious he was surprised no humans had looked out of their windows to see it. Idiots, the whole lot of them still were. He pulled his sword clear of its sheath, and his distance hid him from the glare of the streetlights. The youkai would not even know it was dead until it was in Reikai. Yet he stayed back as he caught sight of a telling twitch in Kagome's hands.
Someone was going to be in for a very nasty surprise, and he could not stop from smirking.
Kagome stopped and turned to face the youkai, brandishing a hand encased with hama no reiryoku. "Why are you following me?"
Hiei shook his head. Idiotic and strange until the bitter end.
"Miko should die!"
The youkai lunged for her, but Hiei was prepared. If she was expecting an intelligent answer, she had lost what little remained of her common sense over the years. She should feel lucky that no one was a match for his speed anymore.
His sword pierced the offender's neck before half-beheading him. Little blood hit the ground as she purified the body before it could fall. The only blood that was there dripped from his sword, and was splattered on her face and hands.
She smiled and swiped her fingers across his cheek. He could feel the blood smear against his skin. He did not like this turn of events too much, but could not deny that it was amusing. She was still strange to be able to smile at such carnage. "We need to stop meeting like this. A girl like me could get the wrong ideas, you know."
"Stop attracting youkai and I won't need to hang around for the free killing sprees. And if I don't save your ass, who will?" He grabbed her stained hands and pushed them away from his face.
She laughed; it had been so long since he had made her laugh. For a moment, it felt as if the past five years had never happened. "But then how would I get you to come to my rescue? It's the only way I get to see your cloak fluttering about you like wings, too." She laughed again. "You are my guardian angel, remember?"
He had forgotten about that ridiculous nickname she had for him. "I'm the youkai, remember that."
She blushed and looked away from him. He did not understand why she should be so shy over such teasing words and smoldering looks; it was not as if they had not had sex. He figured that was her human morals and ever-changing emotions coming into play.
Yet she glanced up at him with coyness before she pulled her hands from his grip. She stepped back, and even he could feel the awkward tension in the air. The past five years had happened, no matter how often he could forget at moments such as the one they had just had. "I'm sorry. I should, uh--go home. Souta's probably--Thanks for saving me." She rubbed her arm as she stuttered and he found it cute, of all things.
He inclined his head and she ran off. It was typical and needed. It seemed even she did not know where they stood in their relationship.
Word count: 1027
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 violence; Light swearing
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Much like Hiei had during the nights five or so years ago, he was following her home. This time it was not to a shrine, but to an apartment she shared with her younger brother. This time it was not during early spring, but around early summer. The nights were longer and hotter, and he still could not figure out why she enjoyed walking home during them. He was certain that this fascination of hers with walking home during the night would be the end of her one day, especially since youkai freely roamed the streets. She exuded hama no reiryoku, even when she was doing her best to suppress it; some low-level idiot of a youkai was bound to notice and cause trouble.Yet that was who she was: her idiocy and penchant for trouble seemed to be the only things about her able to withstand time.
Given how they had officially crossed paths, he knew she had to know the consequences of such wanderings. Yet she continued to do so. And for the thousandth time, he had to wonder how she had managed to live for so long given her lack of self-preservation instincts.
Instead of being able to relax and rest during the nights, he was stuck following after her to make sure no youkai attacked her in her inattention. She was horribly lax in her abilities that it seemed as if he had never trained her years ago. And, as he had no clue as to what their relationship was now, he was not going to offer. He still remembered where that had led, and though he may have no qualms about having it happen again, he did not know where she stood. They had not really spoken on where they were relationship-wise, though he figured they were a little more than friends and less than lovers. What that space was called, he had no clue, and he did not think there was a word yet to describe it.
So he followed after her under the pretense of keeping two individuals whom he would not name off his back. He would never hear the end of it from her brother and his twin if she died. Compared to that brat, who had obviously spent too much time around Kagome to know how to get his way with him, Kuwabara was a blessing. At least that oaf had never made the connection between Yukina and him, and if he had, he knew not to open his mouth. Just as Kagome ignored his presence even though he knew she knew he was there, at the very least. She would not hear the end of it either from the very same individuals.
The oddest sense of deja vu overtook Hiei as from his spot on top of the power pole he could see a nasty, loud youkai following after her. Definitely low-class and so obvious he was surprised no humans had looked out of their windows to see it. Idiots, the whole lot of them still were. He pulled his sword clear of its sheath, and his distance hid him from the glare of the streetlights. The youkai would not even know it was dead until it was in Reikai. Yet he stayed back as he caught sight of a telling twitch in Kagome's hands.
Someone was going to be in for a very nasty surprise, and he could not stop from smirking.
Kagome stopped and turned to face the youkai, brandishing a hand encased with hama no reiryoku. "Why are you following me?"
Hiei shook his head. Idiotic and strange until the bitter end.
"Miko should die!"
The youkai lunged for her, but Hiei was prepared. If she was expecting an intelligent answer, she had lost what little remained of her common sense over the years. She should feel lucky that no one was a match for his speed anymore.
His sword pierced the offender's neck before half-beheading him. Little blood hit the ground as she purified the body before it could fall. The only blood that was there dripped from his sword, and was splattered on her face and hands.
She smiled and swiped her fingers across his cheek. He could feel the blood smear against his skin. He did not like this turn of events too much, but could not deny that it was amusing. She was still strange to be able to smile at such carnage. "We need to stop meeting like this. A girl like me could get the wrong ideas, you know."
"Stop attracting youkai and I won't need to hang around for the free killing sprees. And if I don't save your ass, who will?" He grabbed her stained hands and pushed them away from his face.
She laughed; it had been so long since he had made her laugh. For a moment, it felt as if the past five years had never happened. "But then how would I get you to come to my rescue? It's the only way I get to see your cloak fluttering about you like wings, too." She laughed again. "You are my guardian angel, remember?"
He had forgotten about that ridiculous nickname she had for him. "I'm the youkai, remember that."
She blushed and looked away from him. He did not understand why she should be so shy over such teasing words and smoldering looks; it was not as if they had not had sex. He figured that was her human morals and ever-changing emotions coming into play.
Yet she glanced up at him with coyness before she pulled her hands from his grip. She stepped back, and even he could feel the awkward tension in the air. The past five years had happened, no matter how often he could forget at moments such as the one they had just had. "I'm sorry. I should, uh--go home. Souta's probably--Thanks for saving me." She rubbed her arm as she stuttered and he found it cute, of all things.
He inclined his head and she ran off. It was typical and needed. It seemed even she did not know where they stood in their relationship.
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A version of this chapter was posted to the livejournal community 30_Nights for their theme #017. Black Wings; Wings.Word count: 1027