Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Dragons of Shame ❯ Chaptire 8 ( Chapter 8 )

AN: Ahaha, another wonderful chaptire…did any of you xxxHolic or Tsubasa fans notice that I used the word “Chaptire” instead of “chapter”? Yeah…well, if you didn't peessah-on you. Haha! I listen to too much techno, yes. I am severely surprised at myself for finding the time to write these chapitres since I have been PARTYING my ASS OFF. I'm a college student, now. Aren't I allowed a little bit of partying? Ha! “little bit” my behind. Everyday this week starting from…Saturday night. Man, I am TIRED. And yet, here I am: 3 am. Writing. Why? Because I LOVE it. That's why. Duh. Ahaha. And the DAMN GREEN LITTLE SQUGGLY LINES ARE ANNOYING. You guys can't see them, but I certainly can. Word sucks…haha, word to your mother…YOUR FACE. YOU MOTHER'S FACE. Oh. Burn. That was cold. Somebody call the fire department, Jessy's ON FIRE! You know I was thinking about the narration for my story, and I was thinking the ideal person to do it would be Jim Dale. You should SO check him out.

 

So Aside from my ramblings: I would like to, again, thank all of you for reviewing (and to those who reviewed…twice, thank you thank you!” Whee! Haha. Anyhoo! The story, the story, where the HELL am I going with this story? Well, I am certainly NOT taking it to Hell with me. No effing way. It's too freaking GOOD to be dragged down there, yeah. Lucifer would be like: “IT BURNS US! IT BURNS US! YOU DAMN GRIM REAPER!” (Oh, yeah, that's ME btw) “THE STORY IS TOO GOOD TO BE DOWN HERE, TAKE IT AWAY, TAKE IT AWAAAAAAY!” And I'll be like “your MOM…” Haha, yeah. Stick that up your ass and fu---……….read the story.

 

Chaptire 8: The Flowers that are Bruised

 

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Hiei watched amused as Kurama and the new worker bustled around the flower shop, with Kurama giving out his instructions at a very quick talking rate. Hiei was sure the boy would be extraordinarily confused by the end of the tour. He would have interrupted Kurama to tell him to slow down but he was just having too good of a time watching them.

 

At one point, Kurama stopped talking about the specific food and watering types each plant had. “Now, did you get all of that?' Hiei snorted and Kurama shot him a threatening glare before smiling back at Ranma.

 

“I…think so.” Ranma replied, furrowing his brow he repeated everything Kurama had said, word for word. The other two demons stared aghast at the young boy. “Is that completely wrong?”

 

“No…actually…that's completely…right.” Kurama said softly, the shop then erupted into a clamor of silence. After a few awkward moments, Ranma gave out a hearty laugh snapping the other two out of their trances. Kurama gave his head a small shake and continued showing Ranma around the store.

 

Hiei however had furrowed his brow. Ranma's laugh…had sounded so familiar. It had sounded exactly like…Botan's. Memories began to flood Hiei's memory, memories of the last time he had seen Botan. It wasn't like Hiei could just forget what he did; his nightmares wouldn't allow him to do so. And they atoned for his sin.

 

He remembered everything from that night. He had always been slightly attracted to the ferry girl, her ignorance was…somehow cute. He felt that she, like his sister, needed to be protected from a distance. However that was not the only reason he stayed away from Botan, the main reason was because she belonged to Kurama.

 

Though Kurama didn't express it greatly during the years as a Spirit detective, Hiei could tell. It wasn't until during the Demon tournament that everyone noticed, but it was left unspoken. They were trying to keep it hidden from Koenma. If that imbecilic prince ever found out, Botan and Kurama would know his wrath, due to the fact that the stupid jerk was a very jealous person.

 

So Hiei had left his feeling lay dormant, and hid them away, because the last thing Hiei wanted to do was lose his friendship with Kurama. Until the night a horrible little voice had spoken. Botan had just moved into her house in the human world, and Kurama had announced to Hiei that the red head and the ex-ferry girl were a couple, and Hiei had forced a “congratulations” to the both of them.

 

“Aw, dear Hiei, you know you don't mean that.” The voice had chortled in his mind, Hiei ignored it figured his conscience could go to Hell. “How will you feel when the two get married? Hm? Will you still want me to go to hell? Will you forever deny yourself the carnal pleasure you want to rip out of that beautiful and innocent body that is Botan?”

 

Hiei frowned and told himself to shut up before he realized he was flitting through the trees in the direction of Botan's new home. He stopped suddenly and let out a yelp of pain. His pores screamed in protest of the rapid stop, and would not cease pain until he began to run again. “Didn't she nearly tell your sister the secret you have been hiding or so long? Don't you believe she should be…punished?”

 

He tried to ignore the voice and kept running until he arrived at his body's destination: a tree outside of Botan's room. He watched with pierced eyes as Botan came upstairs, undressed and disappeared into her bathroom to take a shower. “What a beautiful body she has…” the voice mused. “She is so ignorant: she de-clothed in front of her window through which anyone could be looking. She should be taught a lesson.”

 

He shivered a little and felt those carnal desires begin to awaken, despite all his better judgments. This was wrong, this girl—“This woman”—was Kurama's woman—“Whom he is ashamed to claim, to express his love for”—

 

“SILENCE.” Hiei hissed, hitting his head, he felt the stirrings for Botan again as the voice mentioned her naked body, wet and pale in the shower.

“She probably even left the window unlocked…” And Hiei felt his body respond to the voice's statement, he jumped onto the balcony and opened the windows, letting in a breeze that filled the room. He could smell the fragrance from the bathroom, the door was slightly open. He walked to it and stared inside, there she was, letting the hot water cascade like a waterfall down her perfect body.

 

“You should claim her.” The voice encouraged “She's right there, waiting, asking to be taken.” And after a few moments, that's what Hiei did. When she came out, he took her. The voice was silent the whole time, and he felt that he was finally doing what he had always wanted. He was not only claiming her as his own, he was punishing her and teaching her to not be so foolish and ignorant.

 

When he had finished violating her, he had left her in a horrible state. Bruised and beaten both mentally and physically. Once he was back at the temple the repercussions hit: he had raped her. He had corrupted her innocent body and had forcibly stolen her chastity. And for what? For a bit of pleasure? Because the voice in his head had told him to do it?

 

“What wrong with me?” Hiei breathed, he was so ashamed, so stupid. Part of him demanded he go back and apologize and offer to do anything for her, to try and make amends. But the other half told him to ignore it, she had gotten what was coming to her. If he hadn't done it someone else might, no- would, have. And the latter had won. He waited and left it alone, when the day came for everyone to head in separate directions Botan had never shown up. Kurama was concerned, she wouldn't answer the door when he went to her house, and she changed her phone number.

 

“I don't understand it, Hiei.” Kurama had paced back and forth on her front door step a few days after the Spirit Detective's last meeting. “Why doesn't she answer?”

 

“Don't be such a pansy, Kurama.” Hiei snapped hiding his own concern “Just break the damn door down. We've wasted enough time out here.” Kurama bit his lip and stared at the closed door.

 

“You're right.” He said gently “I think…I will.” He picked the lock instead and the two walked inside to find the place thick with several weeks' dust. It appeared that she had bolted; leaving nearly everything, save for some photos and clothes. All the food was gone, too (unbeknownst to them she donated it all to the homeless shelter).

 

For a long time after that, Kurama and the others looked for her, but to no avail. They still continued to look, but less and less. They came to the conclusion that she would come back when she was ready. Kurama grieved for so long, and Hiei had come very close to telling him everything. But the voice in his head had stopped him from doing so.

 

It was several years until Botan finally appeared as an up-an-coming author of fantasy and romance novels. She often wrote stories about the Spirit Detective's adventures. But when Kurama and the others tried to contact her they were only turned away. Apparently, Botan never wanted to see them ever again. Kurama slipped into a deep depression after that.

 

He refused to eat sometimes, and was up till the wee hours of the morning pacing around the house. When his mother died, everyone thought Kurama was going to kill himself. But he only remained shut up, refusing to take pleasure in life. Then one day he just sort of…stopped. He was suddenly happy and friendly again, he even opened the flower shop. However, Hiei knew it was only a front to mask his true feelings of sadness, regret, remorse and pain.

 

“Now can you repeat everything back to me?” Kurama's voice snapped Hiei back into reality. Ranma laughed again and repeated everything, he glanced at the clock as he spoke. The shop would be closing soon and he could go home and call Yuki.

 

After an hour or so, he left waving a hand to Kurama and Hiei. “The kid has skill.” Hiei mused, turning towards Kurama who was wearing a slight scowl. “What now?”

 

Kurama didn't respond forcing Hiei to repeat himself “What?” Kurama gave himself a shake “What did you say, Hiei?”

 

Hiei cocked an eyebrow “I said Ranma has skill.”

 

“Oh, oh, yes he does. Very skilled…” He was blinking rapidly “But…his laugh…” The last part was barely audible, in fact, Hiei wouldn't have heard him if it weren't for his hearing abilities.

 

“So you noticed it, too?” Kurama glanced at him and nodded.

 

“It brought back so many memories…” He gave a heavy sigh and slunk onto the stool next to Hiei “I miss her so very much, Hiei.” Hiei was silent, this was the first time Kurama spoke seriously about her in a while. “You know…I haven't gotten over her. I still think about her before I got to sleep and when I first wake up.”

 

The 14-year old knot in Hiei's stomach tightened as Kurama continued to speak about his beloved. “If I could only see her again, in person, just once—“

 

“That's enough, Kurama. The more you talk like that the less you sound like a man.” Kurama gave him a hurt look and sighed.

 

“I suppose so.” He said softly before gathering his coat and closing up the shop. When he and Hiei went their separate ways for the night and Kurama was at home he changed out of his clothes and went straight to the shower.

 

He turned the water on cold and stood there for a long time, letting the water run over him, freeze him, numb the horrible bruised feelings he'd kept for so many years. It seemed the only thing that could help him was the water, the freezing water that only lasted for a short while.

 

When the shower was over, Kurama knew he would feel good for a few minutes and then those feelings would come back ten times worse. Tears stung at Kurama's eyes and they were lost with the shower water as they ran down his face. It seemed that the only women who ever mattered to Kurama were gone now, and he would never see either of them again.

 

That fact broke his heart and soul into a million pieces and he couldn't stand it. There were times he would try and get Botan off of his mind and forget her, but there were so many memories. And even if his human part could be done with her, his yoko part wouldn't. To his full demon self Botan was his life-mate, his one and only his property. And to let go of her meant she was dead.

 

Kurama and Botan had been together for a very long time before the demon tournament, but that was the first time Kurama's demon part had laid eyes on her. Kurama had wanted to show her his power first hand, and when he did Yoko-Kurama had fallen in love just like he had.

 

Yoko Kurama claimed dominancy over the gorgeous ferry girl and told her she was forever his, and she accepted. She had smiled and kissed him, she told him she would never leave him and would stay by his side no matter what.

 

Kurama growled in frustration as he though “To hell with that promise.” He thought miserably “She didn't stay…” When the red-haired man began shivering he got out of the shower and didn't even bother to dry himself. He lay down in his bed, naked, and thought about Botan. More tears began to form and he bit his lip, recalling Hiei's words.

 

“Why can't she come back?”

 

 

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Yeah, ok, crappy freaking chapter, but whatever. It will be better next time around., thanks people, I wub u