Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Second Chance for Heartbreak ❯ ch 12 ( Chapter 11 )
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By: vikay09 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.17.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 722 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.17.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 722 | Status: Completed
Well we’re back up the present day now ( took me long enough right?) and we’re getting places! Well kind of.. Anyways. Read! Enjoy and Review if you’d like :D!
Chapter 12 - Realization
Kagome stared into the steaming cup of Jasmine tea unseeingly with tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.
There he was, in all his unabashed naked glory on the thick carpet of their living room floor. Another woman in his arms.
Kagome shook her head violently as she tried to keep the images out of her head. She would push it out of her mind because if she kept thinking about this it would tear her up even more. Oddly enough, even though she felt pain deep within her chest, a dull ache that heart with every bit of oxygen she gasped in and wheezed out this didn’t feel half as bad as InuYashas death. It should hurt like InuYashas death shouldn’t it? She loved Kurama.
Their pleasurable ecstasy…watched him pump feverishly into another woman and as she heard their grunts and moans turn into shout's of sheer pleasure.
She squeezed her eyes as she tried to stop the tears. Damn it. She was a big girl, a woman so she would behave like a woman would in this situation.. Screw that! She could castrate that bastard fox.
The lovers leapt apart from each other and sought to cover their own bodies with something, anything, they could find. The woman on the floor hung her head in shame as she snatched her clothes to her body.
‘I thought Shizuru was my friend!’. Yet Kagome could not get the stunned guilty looks Kurama and Shizuru shared out of her head no matter how hard she tried to erase them. In some sickening way it made sense. Kagome had seen the looks of longing in Shizurus eyes whenever she thought no one was looking but Kagome had chosen to ignore it knowing that Kurama was with her. Apparently not. That bastard. She looked down at her stinging palm guilt flashing through her momentarily before her resolve hardened once more. ‘No, I am not the one in the wrong here. Shit he cheated on me!’.
A fresh wave of hurt crashed through her body knocking the teacup out of her hand, its contents forgotten on the floor as Kagome staggered away from the ornate mahogany table and moved blindly towards the bed. Her laboured breathing boarded on hysterical and she faintly recognised the sounds of knocking and a voice outside the door before she curled into herself as tears reacquainted themselves with her cheekbones as she attempted to pull herself inward from the harsh realities of the world once more.
Shippou banged on the heavy doors harshly cursing fluently in his mind. ‘I should have purchased sliding doors rather than these not that it would have mattered, Kaa-san would have found a way to prevent me from getting into that room if she wanted’. He was enraged as he once again attempted to open the door via the handle before the sting of a purification barrier let itself be known to his calloused fingers. He recounted the events of the day in his mind as he continuously knocked on the door.
His day had began rather nicely. He had woken up mid morning and went about his day as he usually did. Breakfast, meditation and then working out. He had the luxury of staying at home from work whenever he felt like it. The perks of a few good investments a couple of hundred years ago before the creation of the three words and he had himself secured financially in both the Ningenkai and the Makai. It had been mid afternoon by the time he was getting around to checking on Kaa-san and his grandmother. ‘A grandmother younger than me, kami-sama that’s weird.’ He had just stepped out of the shower too wash off the grime of a rigorous training session when his mobile broke out its distinctive ringtone and caught his attention. He became instantly alert at the tears he could hear in his mothers voice along with her breathlessness. He had a sneaking suspicion that Kurama had done something wrong that wasn’t likely to be fixed anytime soon and he had hung up and hurriedly pulled on jogging bottoms and shoes forgoing the top completely as he tied his wet hair at the nape of his neck and rushed into the car towards Kuramas apartment. After the quick drive over and probably a few speeding fines he felt his fangs begin to lengthen at the sight of his mother curled up in a ball in tears a few houses away from Kuramas home. He eyed the apartment narrowly, ‘where the hell was Kurama anyways and why the fuck was his mother outside in the street in tears?!’
He pulled over and leapt out form the car crouching down to her level. Shippou felt his heart shatter at the sight his okaasan presented. She looked almost as bad as when she had told him about InuYasha. He silently wiped away the signs of her distress before rising and picking her up and placing her in the car before driving back to his home. It had been a silent ride but after 500 years of waiting for her return Shippou knew when to be patient. He regarded her as he gently placed her on the couch before moving off to go make her some tea. She was ghostly pale and had an aura of misery surrounding her so thickly it seemed like he could not reach through it and guide her back . The very idea scared him, he had not fought tooth and nail to survive to have to give her up now, even if she couldn’t physically die. She could still emotionally destroy herself and that worried him enough that he was seriously considering going back to Kurama’s apartment and ripping the door off. Better the door than said kitsune head.
And here he was now, 5 hours later and waiting for his mother to open the door and tell him what was wrong. The smell of her tears enraged him as he thought of the one who caused them. What the hell had Kurama done to warrant this amount of distress and unhappiness from his okaasan!? He looked at his bloody knuckles knowing it was no use, if she wasn’t going to answer the door and he couldn’t open it he was going to have to find someone hwo could break down barriers. ‘Oh Tetsusaiga , if only you where here..’ he thought to himself bitterly. He walked towards his bedroom and in to the adjoining office as he licked at his bloody knuckes. The blinking red light of the answer machine looked ominous in the darkening room and he pressed the button. The manufactured voice of a man played out and bounced off the walls.
“Three New Messages. First New Message today at 4:27 pm BEEP ** Shippou? Its Kurama, Is Kagome there? I need to talk to her theres been a misunderstanding? When you get this could you have her ring me back? Or bring her over. She misunderstood what happened today and I need to explain to her.**”
Shippou frowned after listening to this first message. Okay. So Kurama had done something wrong. And from the sounds of it it was a pretty big mistake. But this was Kurama, formerly Youko Kurama. Youko Kurama never made mistakes? What the hell was going on?
He pressed the button again.
“Second new message today at 5:39 pm BEEP ** Shippou? Is Kagome with you? We really do need to talk. I’m not coming over because it would be irrational and I understand she needs to calm down before I can explain to her. It was a mistake and it was never supposed to happen things just got out of hand. Please tell her to call me. I just need to talk to her and sort this madness out then she’ll understand. Can you do that for me Shippou? Please make her call me. I’ll be home. She can call whenever she likes.**’’
Shippou glared holes at the machine. That bastard dragged the name off kitsune everywhere through the mud. That fucker just couldn’t keep it in his pants! He was going to annihilate that bastard right after he helped his mother. He deleted the third message without even listening too it. So that’s what the other fox had done. Youko, Kurama, whoever is in charge of that stupid Baka Yarous body had the audacity to cheat on his kaa-san. Oh this shit wasn’t happening. He quickly dialled numbers unto the keypad of his offices phone before placing it decide his ear. The phone rang a few times before the reciever answered tiredly.
“ Hello Yukina, sorry for ringing so late, its just… somethings happened. With okaasan. Hai, Hai shes fine. I was just wondering, is Hiei about?”
Kagome stared unseeingly at the wall to the left of her bed before her bloodshot eyes flickered the digital clock on top of the bedside cabinet. 12:07. How long had it been since she had found out Kurama had cheated on her with someone she had thought to be a friend? 8, 9 hours? The thought of Kuramas hands touching another persons body made her stomach heave. Did he touch Shizuru like he touched her? Was she really not good enough for him that he had to seek out pleasures else where? Had she meant that little too him?
‘Will I ever be good enough for anyone?’ she whispered inside her mind as she staggered upwards abruptly before running into the en suite and emptying what little was in her stomach into the pristine white bowl. Slowly she moved away from it, the cool tiles of the bathroom floor feeling lovely under her legs. She moved to her knees absently to brush the horrid aftertaste of her woes from her mouth before rinsing and redoing the process with mouth wash. She sank back down to the floor suddenly exhausted from the events of the day and as her eyes closed she prayed for an undisturbed sleep, or if there was a Kami up there, a never ending one. And with that Kagome Higurashi gave in to the call of sleep right there on the cold marble tiled floor in nothing but a shapeless t-shirt and a pair of cotton shorts. And that was how half an hour later, Hiei Jaganashi found her.
Hiei had been in the middle of Genkais forest killing off lower level demons. He had been doing that a lot these last few months and he was surprised the leaches never seemed to give up, seeping up from some unknown area looking for a fight. The lower level demons repulsed him. Their hunger for power and blood was barbaric to him. Strange, a few years ago and he was just like them. He flicked blood off of his katana before reading his stance to leapt up to attack a herd of locust demons he had sensed earlier. He wasn’t destroying them to keep his mind off a certain woman or even because they had destroyed crops all over the neighbouring area destroying not only food but innocent ningens livelihoods, preposterous. He was destroying them because.. Well, he just didn’t like them. Bounding up and off the rough bark of a tree close to his he thrust his arm forward sinking his sword into one of the pests chests before ripping the katana out and swinging his body and sword in an arc decapitating three more. ‘Humph, some challenge this is. These vermin are a waste of time. I’ve hardly broke a sweat.’
The fight continued on in this fashion and Hieis mind wandered towards other things as his katana served up justice against the vile creatures surrounding him. Since the night of Kohanas birth he hadn’t seen hide nor hair of either Kagome or Kurama. Thankfully the new baby at the compound had taken up most of his attention along with Yukina and the idiots. The ever proud parents took everything in their stride as they moved into their quarters in the compound permanently after a long talk over dinner about paying bills for a house they weren’t even using. Hiei had helped Yusuke to haul all his and Keikos’ worldly belongings and after moving helped them to move things and redecorate. Keiko, Hiei had soon decided was an excellent example of what a mother should be like. She didn’t complain or nag about the endless diaper changing, bathing, feeding and even occasionly the projectile vomit Kohana gifted all the inhabitants with. Hiei reminded himself to buy her something really nice when she could truly appreciate it for vomiting all over Kazuma. He hadn’t laughed hard enough to produce tears since Yusuke had died a second time just to come back and bitch about the weird ass feeling of not having a heart, the look of horror on his face at coming to the conclusion that he was a zombie was now second only to that of Kuwabaras sheer horror at the creamy mixture residing in his hair and clothing. What an intelligent baby girl…
He was brought back to the present when a sharp feeling pierced his bicep. He looked at the locust demon to blame for his injury before twisted glee entered his eyes as it burst into flames. Deciding his games where over he focused his ki into his hands and turning a full 360 degrees, no locust escaped the blaze of fire as it struck. Hiei leapt up into the trees before leaping away from the scene as quickly as possible, the burning scent turning his stomach. He bounded from tree to tree and moving swiftly touched down onto the concrete slabs of the courtyard. Hiei walked towards the entrance way when his head turned sharply at the noises of harsh breathing where heard. ‘That had better not be the baka and my sister, mate or not I’ll kill him’. Hiei moved towards the sound, mouth set in grim determination ‘I will kill him’.
He moved cautiously into the living room only to be toppled over by his sister. Thank Kami for small miracles.
“Hiei! I was looking for you! Why are you covered in blood?!” Yukina exclaimed momentarily distracted from her message.
“I was cleaning up the garden Yukina, nothing to worry about. Now what’s the problem??”
“Cleaning? Goodness Hiei! What have I told you about killing things, take it to the Makai, there had better not be blood on this floor. Kohana is barely a month old and your coming in covered in blo-”
“Yukina,” he sighed, her bickering getting them nowhere. “Message for me?”
“Its from Shippou, something’s happened to Kagome she’s at his- Hiei! I havent told you the message!”.
Her answer was the slamming of the front door.
Hiei moved swiftly through the forest and darted across buildings in his attempt to get to Shippous house. The only thoughts registering in his mind where ‘Kagome, trouble, Shippous house’. Last time Kagome had been in trouble, it had not been pleasant. The thought of anyone forcing themselves on Kagome like that made his blood boil. He would kill them before they got the chance. Where was Kurama anyways? Why wasn’t he taking care of it?
He reached for the handle of the door pushing it open having already unlocked it using the Jagan eye. He moved into the foyer and towards the sounds upstairs. He found Shippou sitting in his office glaring at the telephone by the looks of things.
Hieis voice was dark as he asked Shippou “ What is wrong with Kagome, why was I sent for?”
“Can’t you smell it Hiei?”
Hiei closed his eyes for a second and expanded his senses, it was either that or glare at Shippou, he wasn’t particularly fond of foxes at the minute. He detected Kagomes room within milliseconds. Surrounded by something… a barrier? He ventured futher in, he caught the distinct smell of tears and fought for control of his limbs that demanded he move towards her, find out what was wrong and kill whatever had done the damage. He opened his eyes and blinked at the fox.
“What. Happened. To. Kagome. Shippou?” He voiced huskily. Looking at Kagomes child he noted that the handsome auburn headed kitsune whilst sharing similar kitsune characteristics that all foxes shared didn’t look as similar to Kurama as he had first believed. Whilst Kurama had a softer face than the Youko who inhabited his body Shippou was more muscular and had a fuller face. All angles and sharper edges. Unlike the haughty facial setting Kurama possessed Shippous tan face usually sparked with warm and happiness as his eyes sparkled like true emeralds. Kurama really paled in comparison in his human form compared to this regal looking fox. Hell he looked like he could even give Youko a run for his money in the looks department. Except, today his outward appearance didn’t radiate warmth, his face was downtrodden and signs of anger graced his smooth features in the set of his mouth and brow. Hiei regarded him silently as Shippou pressed a button and listened carefully to the messages that played one after the other. His own stomach dropping and anger rising as comprehension of what happened dawned on him.
He had never considered Kurama to be foolish but apparently he was mistaken. What kind of fool would not recognise the beauty he had in his arms whenever Kagome was concerned. He could only describe her as perfect. Sure she had a slight temper and was quite stubborn to boot but her qualities where endearing. She was a beautiful and strong woman, alluring and yet intelligent. Youko Kurama, was the biggest fool he had ever met.
He turned away from Shippou and walked down the hall towards Kagomes room and tore the bandana form his head. Minutes passed before finally he had broken down the barrier towards Kagomes room, he opened the door and stepped inside before turning towards the young fox.
“I will take care of things from here. Arigato for calling me.” He barked out huskily before closing the door behind him and creating his own barrier. Shippou stared at the door, Hieis words ringing in his mind, and strangely enough even after the treatment of his mother at the hands of a fellow kitsune Shippou knew unlike Kurama, Hieis words would hold true.
Hiei looked around the room. Kagome was nowhere to be seen. He absently cleared up the mess on the floor, throwing the broken china away . He sniffed lightly before moving in the direction of her scent. He opened the door slowly and let his eyes grow accustomed to the dark. There she was lying crumpled in a defeated way on the floor and Hiei for possibly the third time in his life felt like weeping. Where was the strong woman he had become attracted too? The woman he had loved unrequitedly? He bent down and clasped her body inside his strong warm hands before moving back towards the bedroom. His heart began to beat uncontrollably as Kagome nuzzled into his chest and settled her head against a pectoral muscle.
“Hiei” she sighed. Said man nearly dropped her. Moving her weight to one arm he slowly pulled back the covers before gently moving her into a comfortable position and pulling the bed covers back up over her. He unconsciously unleashed heat ki to keep her warm as he lifted a chair and placed it at her bedside before sitting down in it lethargically.
He could sleep a couple of hours before giving Kagome the chance to talk and make her excuses as to why he shouldn’t chop Kuramas head off. Either head.
Chapter 12 - Realization
Kagome stared into the steaming cup of Jasmine tea unseeingly with tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.
There he was, in all his unabashed naked glory on the thick carpet of their living room floor. Another woman in his arms.
Kagome shook her head violently as she tried to keep the images out of her head. She would push it out of her mind because if she kept thinking about this it would tear her up even more. Oddly enough, even though she felt pain deep within her chest, a dull ache that heart with every bit of oxygen she gasped in and wheezed out this didn’t feel half as bad as InuYashas death. It should hurt like InuYashas death shouldn’t it? She loved Kurama.
Their pleasurable ecstasy…watched him pump feverishly into another woman and as she heard their grunts and moans turn into shout's of sheer pleasure.
She squeezed her eyes as she tried to stop the tears. Damn it. She was a big girl, a woman so she would behave like a woman would in this situation.. Screw that! She could castrate that bastard fox.
The lovers leapt apart from each other and sought to cover their own bodies with something, anything, they could find. The woman on the floor hung her head in shame as she snatched her clothes to her body.
‘I thought Shizuru was my friend!’. Yet Kagome could not get the stunned guilty looks Kurama and Shizuru shared out of her head no matter how hard she tried to erase them. In some sickening way it made sense. Kagome had seen the looks of longing in Shizurus eyes whenever she thought no one was looking but Kagome had chosen to ignore it knowing that Kurama was with her. Apparently not. That bastard. She looked down at her stinging palm guilt flashing through her momentarily before her resolve hardened once more. ‘No, I am not the one in the wrong here. Shit he cheated on me!’.
A fresh wave of hurt crashed through her body knocking the teacup out of her hand, its contents forgotten on the floor as Kagome staggered away from the ornate mahogany table and moved blindly towards the bed. Her laboured breathing boarded on hysterical and she faintly recognised the sounds of knocking and a voice outside the door before she curled into herself as tears reacquainted themselves with her cheekbones as she attempted to pull herself inward from the harsh realities of the world once more.
Shippou banged on the heavy doors harshly cursing fluently in his mind. ‘I should have purchased sliding doors rather than these not that it would have mattered, Kaa-san would have found a way to prevent me from getting into that room if she wanted’. He was enraged as he once again attempted to open the door via the handle before the sting of a purification barrier let itself be known to his calloused fingers. He recounted the events of the day in his mind as he continuously knocked on the door.
His day had began rather nicely. He had woken up mid morning and went about his day as he usually did. Breakfast, meditation and then working out. He had the luxury of staying at home from work whenever he felt like it. The perks of a few good investments a couple of hundred years ago before the creation of the three words and he had himself secured financially in both the Ningenkai and the Makai. It had been mid afternoon by the time he was getting around to checking on Kaa-san and his grandmother. ‘A grandmother younger than me, kami-sama that’s weird.’ He had just stepped out of the shower too wash off the grime of a rigorous training session when his mobile broke out its distinctive ringtone and caught his attention. He became instantly alert at the tears he could hear in his mothers voice along with her breathlessness. He had a sneaking suspicion that Kurama had done something wrong that wasn’t likely to be fixed anytime soon and he had hung up and hurriedly pulled on jogging bottoms and shoes forgoing the top completely as he tied his wet hair at the nape of his neck and rushed into the car towards Kuramas apartment. After the quick drive over and probably a few speeding fines he felt his fangs begin to lengthen at the sight of his mother curled up in a ball in tears a few houses away from Kuramas home. He eyed the apartment narrowly, ‘where the hell was Kurama anyways and why the fuck was his mother outside in the street in tears?!’
He pulled over and leapt out form the car crouching down to her level. Shippou felt his heart shatter at the sight his okaasan presented. She looked almost as bad as when she had told him about InuYasha. He silently wiped away the signs of her distress before rising and picking her up and placing her in the car before driving back to his home. It had been a silent ride but after 500 years of waiting for her return Shippou knew when to be patient. He regarded her as he gently placed her on the couch before moving off to go make her some tea. She was ghostly pale and had an aura of misery surrounding her so thickly it seemed like he could not reach through it and guide her back . The very idea scared him, he had not fought tooth and nail to survive to have to give her up now, even if she couldn’t physically die. She could still emotionally destroy herself and that worried him enough that he was seriously considering going back to Kurama’s apartment and ripping the door off. Better the door than said kitsune head.
And here he was now, 5 hours later and waiting for his mother to open the door and tell him what was wrong. The smell of her tears enraged him as he thought of the one who caused them. What the hell had Kurama done to warrant this amount of distress and unhappiness from his okaasan!? He looked at his bloody knuckles knowing it was no use, if she wasn’t going to answer the door and he couldn’t open it he was going to have to find someone hwo could break down barriers. ‘Oh Tetsusaiga , if only you where here..’ he thought to himself bitterly. He walked towards his bedroom and in to the adjoining office as he licked at his bloody knuckes. The blinking red light of the answer machine looked ominous in the darkening room and he pressed the button. The manufactured voice of a man played out and bounced off the walls.
“Three New Messages. First New Message today at 4:27 pm BEEP ** Shippou? Its Kurama, Is Kagome there? I need to talk to her theres been a misunderstanding? When you get this could you have her ring me back? Or bring her over. She misunderstood what happened today and I need to explain to her.**”
Shippou frowned after listening to this first message. Okay. So Kurama had done something wrong. And from the sounds of it it was a pretty big mistake. But this was Kurama, formerly Youko Kurama. Youko Kurama never made mistakes? What the hell was going on?
He pressed the button again.
“Second new message today at 5:39 pm BEEP ** Shippou? Is Kagome with you? We really do need to talk. I’m not coming over because it would be irrational and I understand she needs to calm down before I can explain to her. It was a mistake and it was never supposed to happen things just got out of hand. Please tell her to call me. I just need to talk to her and sort this madness out then she’ll understand. Can you do that for me Shippou? Please make her call me. I’ll be home. She can call whenever she likes.**’’
Shippou glared holes at the machine. That bastard dragged the name off kitsune everywhere through the mud. That fucker just couldn’t keep it in his pants! He was going to annihilate that bastard right after he helped his mother. He deleted the third message without even listening too it. So that’s what the other fox had done. Youko, Kurama, whoever is in charge of that stupid Baka Yarous body had the audacity to cheat on his kaa-san. Oh this shit wasn’t happening. He quickly dialled numbers unto the keypad of his offices phone before placing it decide his ear. The phone rang a few times before the reciever answered tiredly.
“ Hello Yukina, sorry for ringing so late, its just… somethings happened. With okaasan. Hai, Hai shes fine. I was just wondering, is Hiei about?”
Kagome stared unseeingly at the wall to the left of her bed before her bloodshot eyes flickered the digital clock on top of the bedside cabinet. 12:07. How long had it been since she had found out Kurama had cheated on her with someone she had thought to be a friend? 8, 9 hours? The thought of Kuramas hands touching another persons body made her stomach heave. Did he touch Shizuru like he touched her? Was she really not good enough for him that he had to seek out pleasures else where? Had she meant that little too him?
‘Will I ever be good enough for anyone?’ she whispered inside her mind as she staggered upwards abruptly before running into the en suite and emptying what little was in her stomach into the pristine white bowl. Slowly she moved away from it, the cool tiles of the bathroom floor feeling lovely under her legs. She moved to her knees absently to brush the horrid aftertaste of her woes from her mouth before rinsing and redoing the process with mouth wash. She sank back down to the floor suddenly exhausted from the events of the day and as her eyes closed she prayed for an undisturbed sleep, or if there was a Kami up there, a never ending one. And with that Kagome Higurashi gave in to the call of sleep right there on the cold marble tiled floor in nothing but a shapeless t-shirt and a pair of cotton shorts. And that was how half an hour later, Hiei Jaganashi found her.
Hiei had been in the middle of Genkais forest killing off lower level demons. He had been doing that a lot these last few months and he was surprised the leaches never seemed to give up, seeping up from some unknown area looking for a fight. The lower level demons repulsed him. Their hunger for power and blood was barbaric to him. Strange, a few years ago and he was just like them. He flicked blood off of his katana before reading his stance to leapt up to attack a herd of locust demons he had sensed earlier. He wasn’t destroying them to keep his mind off a certain woman or even because they had destroyed crops all over the neighbouring area destroying not only food but innocent ningens livelihoods, preposterous. He was destroying them because.. Well, he just didn’t like them. Bounding up and off the rough bark of a tree close to his he thrust his arm forward sinking his sword into one of the pests chests before ripping the katana out and swinging his body and sword in an arc decapitating three more. ‘Humph, some challenge this is. These vermin are a waste of time. I’ve hardly broke a sweat.’
The fight continued on in this fashion and Hieis mind wandered towards other things as his katana served up justice against the vile creatures surrounding him. Since the night of Kohanas birth he hadn’t seen hide nor hair of either Kagome or Kurama. Thankfully the new baby at the compound had taken up most of his attention along with Yukina and the idiots. The ever proud parents took everything in their stride as they moved into their quarters in the compound permanently after a long talk over dinner about paying bills for a house they weren’t even using. Hiei had helped Yusuke to haul all his and Keikos’ worldly belongings and after moving helped them to move things and redecorate. Keiko, Hiei had soon decided was an excellent example of what a mother should be like. She didn’t complain or nag about the endless diaper changing, bathing, feeding and even occasionly the projectile vomit Kohana gifted all the inhabitants with. Hiei reminded himself to buy her something really nice when she could truly appreciate it for vomiting all over Kazuma. He hadn’t laughed hard enough to produce tears since Yusuke had died a second time just to come back and bitch about the weird ass feeling of not having a heart, the look of horror on his face at coming to the conclusion that he was a zombie was now second only to that of Kuwabaras sheer horror at the creamy mixture residing in his hair and clothing. What an intelligent baby girl…
He was brought back to the present when a sharp feeling pierced his bicep. He looked at the locust demon to blame for his injury before twisted glee entered his eyes as it burst into flames. Deciding his games where over he focused his ki into his hands and turning a full 360 degrees, no locust escaped the blaze of fire as it struck. Hiei leapt up into the trees before leaping away from the scene as quickly as possible, the burning scent turning his stomach. He bounded from tree to tree and moving swiftly touched down onto the concrete slabs of the courtyard. Hiei walked towards the entrance way when his head turned sharply at the noises of harsh breathing where heard. ‘That had better not be the baka and my sister, mate or not I’ll kill him’. Hiei moved towards the sound, mouth set in grim determination ‘I will kill him’.
He moved cautiously into the living room only to be toppled over by his sister. Thank Kami for small miracles.
“Hiei! I was looking for you! Why are you covered in blood?!” Yukina exclaimed momentarily distracted from her message.
“I was cleaning up the garden Yukina, nothing to worry about. Now what’s the problem??”
“Cleaning? Goodness Hiei! What have I told you about killing things, take it to the Makai, there had better not be blood on this floor. Kohana is barely a month old and your coming in covered in blo-”
“Yukina,” he sighed, her bickering getting them nowhere. “Message for me?”
“Its from Shippou, something’s happened to Kagome she’s at his- Hiei! I havent told you the message!”.
Her answer was the slamming of the front door.
Hiei moved swiftly through the forest and darted across buildings in his attempt to get to Shippous house. The only thoughts registering in his mind where ‘Kagome, trouble, Shippous house’. Last time Kagome had been in trouble, it had not been pleasant. The thought of anyone forcing themselves on Kagome like that made his blood boil. He would kill them before they got the chance. Where was Kurama anyways? Why wasn’t he taking care of it?
He reached for the handle of the door pushing it open having already unlocked it using the Jagan eye. He moved into the foyer and towards the sounds upstairs. He found Shippou sitting in his office glaring at the telephone by the looks of things.
Hieis voice was dark as he asked Shippou “ What is wrong with Kagome, why was I sent for?”
“Can’t you smell it Hiei?”
Hiei closed his eyes for a second and expanded his senses, it was either that or glare at Shippou, he wasn’t particularly fond of foxes at the minute. He detected Kagomes room within milliseconds. Surrounded by something… a barrier? He ventured futher in, he caught the distinct smell of tears and fought for control of his limbs that demanded he move towards her, find out what was wrong and kill whatever had done the damage. He opened his eyes and blinked at the fox.
“What. Happened. To. Kagome. Shippou?” He voiced huskily. Looking at Kagomes child he noted that the handsome auburn headed kitsune whilst sharing similar kitsune characteristics that all foxes shared didn’t look as similar to Kurama as he had first believed. Whilst Kurama had a softer face than the Youko who inhabited his body Shippou was more muscular and had a fuller face. All angles and sharper edges. Unlike the haughty facial setting Kurama possessed Shippous tan face usually sparked with warm and happiness as his eyes sparkled like true emeralds. Kurama really paled in comparison in his human form compared to this regal looking fox. Hell he looked like he could even give Youko a run for his money in the looks department. Except, today his outward appearance didn’t radiate warmth, his face was downtrodden and signs of anger graced his smooth features in the set of his mouth and brow. Hiei regarded him silently as Shippou pressed a button and listened carefully to the messages that played one after the other. His own stomach dropping and anger rising as comprehension of what happened dawned on him.
He had never considered Kurama to be foolish but apparently he was mistaken. What kind of fool would not recognise the beauty he had in his arms whenever Kagome was concerned. He could only describe her as perfect. Sure she had a slight temper and was quite stubborn to boot but her qualities where endearing. She was a beautiful and strong woman, alluring and yet intelligent. Youko Kurama, was the biggest fool he had ever met.
He turned away from Shippou and walked down the hall towards Kagomes room and tore the bandana form his head. Minutes passed before finally he had broken down the barrier towards Kagomes room, he opened the door and stepped inside before turning towards the young fox.
“I will take care of things from here. Arigato for calling me.” He barked out huskily before closing the door behind him and creating his own barrier. Shippou stared at the door, Hieis words ringing in his mind, and strangely enough even after the treatment of his mother at the hands of a fellow kitsune Shippou knew unlike Kurama, Hieis words would hold true.
Hiei looked around the room. Kagome was nowhere to be seen. He absently cleared up the mess on the floor, throwing the broken china away . He sniffed lightly before moving in the direction of her scent. He opened the door slowly and let his eyes grow accustomed to the dark. There she was lying crumpled in a defeated way on the floor and Hiei for possibly the third time in his life felt like weeping. Where was the strong woman he had become attracted too? The woman he had loved unrequitedly? He bent down and clasped her body inside his strong warm hands before moving back towards the bedroom. His heart began to beat uncontrollably as Kagome nuzzled into his chest and settled her head against a pectoral muscle.
“Hiei” she sighed. Said man nearly dropped her. Moving her weight to one arm he slowly pulled back the covers before gently moving her into a comfortable position and pulling the bed covers back up over her. He unconsciously unleashed heat ki to keep her warm as he lifted a chair and placed it at her bedside before sitting down in it lethargically.
He could sleep a couple of hours before giving Kagome the chance to talk and make her excuses as to why he shouldn’t chop Kuramas head off. Either head.