Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Flickering Flame ❯ Chapter 5: Meetings ( Chapter 5 )

‘Injuries are never forgotten in the presence of those who caused them.’ -Aesop Fables-The Laborer and the Snake.

*Flickering Flame*

By: Kage Otome

Chapter 5: Meetings

Angry would’ve been to gentle a word as to how she felt at that very moment. Enraged, furious, inflamed, infuriated, outraged, turbulent, wrathful were more appropriate words to describe her foul mood. It was only when she stood ten feet in front of the ‘Kurai Katana’ that she sensed the false aura around it. Faked. Someone had tricked them. And the stupid fools thought they could get away with it? Embarrassing them. Fooling them. Growling low in her throat she found exactly what she was looking for, the little spy cam. Imbedded into the hilt of the fake sword.

Lifting the sword off the platform by the hilt, she squeezed, crushing both the hilt and the camera inside. It was after all only wood. What kind of an idiot, put’s a wood hilt on a real silver bladed sword. An idiot, that’s what. A Reikai idiot. Stupid fool, really thought, she wouldn’t recognize the Reikai symbol on the youkai’s uniform? Yes, she thought it odd, but passed it off as nothing. Until now.

It was time to pay a little visit to Reikai.

And the toddler.

Opening a portal to Reikai before anyone could stop her she stepped through, a fire burning in her icy eyes. The rest of the Hakai followed her through before the portal closed. Who knows what kind of damage she would do. Anger blinds. This was true, even in Kagome’s situation. She never noticed the Reikai Tantei standing to the side in slight shock. And she never saw him.

“You think you can fool me, Koenma?” she hissed her voice soft.

Before she could so much as lift a finger against him a terrified yell broke through the red haze in her mind. Turning she lunged for the ugly oaf who had her kits in his hands. Punching him, tearing forth a hideous scream from him, no doubt breaking his nose. Preparing to slit his throat for touching what was hers, Sesshoumaru stopped her. Why? Not even he knew.

“Stop.”

Growling softly she stepped away from the human, complying with Sesshoumaru’s wishes. For him. Certainly not for that stupid ningen who had the nerve to touch her kits. Snarling at him once more, Sesshoumaru gripped her tightly. Forcing herself into a calm state, she took a deep breath, and repeated this five times, until she managed to reign her bloodlust. For now.

“You, runt, will give me the Kurai Katana.”

“N-no!”

“If you do, I will consider making your death as quick as possible.”

“No.” This was said with a bit more determination. A dark brow cocked up in silent amusement, but eyes stayed cold. Removing the mask from her face, revealing delicate features stunned the poor prince. Not to mention the startled detectives.

“Then I will take it by force.” She sped towards him, noting the horrified look that spread across his features, she almost smirked. He closed his eyes tightly awaiting the death he was sure would come. At the last second she darted slightly to the left of him and destroyed the wall behind him with a fist. A whirlwind swirled around her fist, much like Jin’s attack Shura Senpuuken. Back flipping she landed next to Naraku a sword in her hand. Upon her arms bandages were slashed away by the wind revealing two markings.

On both of her arms, Snake’s, blue snake’s wound around her arms to her elbow. On the small of her back was a tornado. All three pulsed in time with her eyes. Closing her eyes she let the power flow through her body, throwing her head back, she let a smirk cross her features. The wind and ice were so powerful, swirling around her ripping the trench coat to shreds, revealing a very slender, very female body. When she opened her eyes violet dominated enhancing the light silvery-violet symbol of a six-pointed star on her forehead.

“It’s beautiful.” Naraku said, eyes alight.

Handing the sword to him, he took it almost reverently as if he were holding something priceless. Of course it was priceless. You couldn’t put a price on such a weapon. However, her attention was only temporarily diverted. Before long her eyes found Koenma’s terrified amber-brown. Looking into her cold face he could find no pity, no mercy. He was going to die. Right here. Now. And there was nothing he could do about it.

“You die.”

Before Kagome could carry out her threat Kuronue’s arms snaked around her waist, pulling her back into his chest. He whispered soft words into her ear, calming words. Soothing her was no easy task but he was beginning to learn. Nuzzling her neck he made a soft sound in his chest, relaxing her marginally. Kuronue sighed, his breath tickling the sensitive skin of her neck. Had she been anyone else, she would’ve giggled.

Too bad she was her.

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It took a while for the shock to register.

And I admit, I was shocked. Seeing her.

Beautiful.

Cold.

Realization struck me almost painfully. ‘I did this. How could I do this? How could I hurt someone so pure?’ No answer came to me. I turned away from her unable to keep eye contact. To look into those beautiful eyes that had once held nothing but kindness, happiness. Those beautiful eyes that now held nothing but a cold hate. And you know what?

I had only myself to blame.

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I stared at him, eyes locking with fiery crimson. My breath hitched, I blinked rapidly to suppress resurfacing tears. Damnit. I’m over this. I’ve forgotten him, condemned him. Damned him. Taking a deep breath, I let my eyes roam over his body, he hadn’t changed a bit. It was almost enough to make me smile, bitterly. He wasn’t even affected by what he’d done to me. Probably doesn’t know he did anything wrong.

It hurt. So much.

The pain that just wouldn’t go away. It was like a thousand swords piercing my heart over and over again. Being burned alive. I burned, I felt and I hated it. Even after all this time he could still make me feel weak, young and so horribly naive. Just seeing him, standing there unaffected by the world around him, was so familiar and painful. All it took was one look and old wounds were opened. Wounds that I believed had finally turned into scars. Obviously I was wrong. It still felt like I was dying. He was here and I was in pain.

Just seeing him and I feel like falling apart again.

I won’t. I can’t afford to.

Hate began to build up inside me. Who was he to make me feel so weak and helpless? Who was he to control me like that? He was nothing. He had no control over me. He couldn’t hurt me. Not more then he already did. After all there isn’t anything worse he could’ve done to me then kill me inside. Nothing. Honestly, I would’ve preferred death to what he did. It would’ve had the same affect. My pain.

Baring my fangs at the group of detectives I snarled. The tall orange-haired human flinched back. I had a feeling I would like him, he knew who to fear. I noticed the demons of the group tensed, the only one who seemed calm if only slightly weary was the toushin. He was cute. In a roguish sort of way. Reminded me of Inuyasha.

The two who got my attention the most were the two shinobi’s. A blue haired ice shinobi with blue eyes and a red haired, blue eyed wind shinobi. They looked vaguely familiar. But the thing that caught my eye was their power. They were extremely powerful, for as young as they were. Perhaps a few years older than I but not by much. In demon years that was young. They were still, practically pups.

The red haired, green eyed fox was very sexy. If he hadn’t been a spirit detective I would’ve considered taking him to my bed. What? It’s not as if I’m a virgin, people change with heartbreak right? So I choose who I sleep with, and my standards are high. He would’ve been a worthwhile partner no doubt. Pity.

“Kagome.”

I stiffened, hearing him say my name.

Shizen approached me wrapping his arms around my waist, bathing my face with his tongue, offering his comfort. I brushed a kiss against his mouth before turning back to face him. Heh. Even after all this time I still have trouble thinking his name for fear he will hear me. Thinking of him in general.

“Hello Hiei.”

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T he rest of the Reikai Tantei looked between Kagome and Hiei confused. Did the two know each other?

“If, If I could go back in time, I would-” Kagome never let him finish.

“Yes, that’s very nice. If I could go back in time, I would’ve never met you.”

With that parting shot Kagome and the rest of the Hakai took there leave, bestowing upon Hiei one last baleful glare.

“What was that about?”

“Nothing.”

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Translations:

Kurai Katana: Dark Sword

Reikai: Spirit World

Tantei: Detective

Hakai: Havoc/Destruction

Ningen: Human

Shura Senpuuken: Tornado Punch. Jin’s attack. (Will be explained in later chapters for those of you who don’t know this attack)

A/n: Soo...Did you like?