Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Alone ❯ no way to escape ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Kikirini 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.17.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 306 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.17.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 306 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: What I own is...: She Who Calls the Darkness, and I co-own Kuro Shouri. That's all (yes, they are mangas, yes, I made them.) As you can see, Yu Yu Hakusho is not listed...therefore...>. >;;;
to enchanted_blood for her loveleh review! I hope you will enjoy the new chapter!
'Kuso...this realm is so ugly..'
Hiei's boots clicked against the pavement. His crimson eyes were wide and wondering, taking in the sights of the city.
'Not much has changed since I was here. Pathetic ningens wander the streets, going on with their damn business like they're so important...' Hiei cursed silently, turning into the parking lot of a large, familiar apartment complex.
The same crimson eyes skimmed across the numbers across the apartment doors moments later.
"One-sixty six......one sixty six...." He reminded himself subconsciously. 162...164..
166. Tanned hands grasped the door, and, with a squeak it opened allowing the jaganshi in.
A small ice-maiden was quick to turn to the opened door. Her pale, childish face beamed as she recognized the fire demon. "Onisan!" she whispered excitedly, running to him. Hiei grinned and pulled out of the embrace she had graced him with.
"Quite the welcoming party," Hiei remarked, turning to Yusuke who sat on the couch silently with a gameboy.
Yusuke smirked. "You're not worth it."
Kurama turned his head from his book, in his secluded corner of the room. His evergreen eyes seemed to brighten up radically at the sight of Hiei...the one he had waited so long for...
'Hiei...you're really back...'
Hiei glanced over at the youko, who quickly averted his eyes. Hiei's expression remained emotionless as he trudged to the next room, carrying his things.
The wooden floors creaked a bit as Yusuke led Keiko into the dark hall, their fingers laced. He pushed her gently against the wall and leaned into her. Their lips met, and Keiko wrapped her arms around him.
Sighing groggily, Hiei flicked off the TV, and stood, going off to his room. He frowned, sickened, at the sight of Yusuke and Keiko at the wall.
'Disgusting,' he told himself, opening the door and entering.
The sounds of rustling clothes perked his ears, and he turned to the sound; seeing a familiar red-head, he spoke. "Why are you in here...Kurama?"
Kurama wheeled around to face him, his evergreen eyes wide and his hair flying behind him. "J-just grabbing my stuff," he replied earnestly. Hiei managed a smirk before he plopped himself onto the futon, near Kurama.
The kitsune's green eyes softened. Hiei had changed so much...his skin had tanned greatly from long days training in the sun...he had most definitely grown taller too...but his eyes...his presence...everything Kurama had loved about him...
...they were all the same.
"You haven't changed at all..." came Hiei's soft murmur. "...what have you been up to..?"
"Me?" Kurama replied hastily. "Oh, nothing much, I suppose, I've been trying to find a decent job and all, demo--"
"Petty ningen things." Hiei seemed slightly disgusted by the fact.
Kurama attempted a grin. "Hai, demo--" He gave up on explaining why. "Ano, is Yusuke-kun still up? I need him to help me pull out the couch into a bed."
"He's busy with Keiko."
"Nani?"
"One of those strange ningen-mouth things."
Kurama was puzzled, before it dawned on him. "Oh..." He grinned, "You mean kissing."
Hiei shrugged blankly. "Hn. It's disgusting all the same."
He was...so naive, for a feared demon traitor. So naive...and so beautiful to Kurama...
He could barely take his eyes off him; Hiei staring off into space, his calloused hand holding up his head before he turned his gaze to Kurama, expecting a response.
"I-it's much nicer in experience...Hiei..." Kurama stammered, unable to controll the slight blush that was creeping up his cheeks.
"Hn," replied a disbelieving Hiei.
Kurama's heart pounded frantically as his next words tumbled out of his mouth. "I...I could show you..."
It had been two years since the jaganshi had left him behind...there was no way he could still walk away from what Kurama felt for him...
...no way he could escape...
Hiei's eyes widened. Kurama's eyes glazed, and he neared his face to Hiei's, need burning inside of him...
Until he felt strong hands bury themselves in his chest and painfully push him away. Kurama cried out, as strands of red hair spilled into his face.
"Don't try it," Hiei said coldly. "After two years, you're still lusting after me like a pathetic ningen...it's like the youko within you doesn't exist at all."
Kurama gulped nervously. Hiei couldn't...
"I still remember what you told me at the Dark Tournament..." he trailed off. "I couldn't say anything to it then, but now I can." His eyes, if it was possible, hardened even more. " I don't love you, Kurama. I never have, and I never will."
Kurama could only nod silently.
"Now go," he heard Hiei add cruelly.
"H-hai." He lifted himself off the cold, hard floor, eyes hid underneath his thick red bangs.
Of...course.
That was just Hiei...he was stupid to think two years would have changed the jaganshi...after all...it was because of Kurama that he had left in the first place, right?
His eyes stung in the appearance of tears.
He could cry...like he had when he had been left on his own, after Hiei had left...
Hiei didn't love him. That was how it was. If he had fallen in love with Hiei...
...then he could fall out of love...right?
I don't like these first chapters very much....when I started reposting this fanfic, I didn't revise the first three chapters very much, then after that I revised the chapters dramatically. Still, I hope you liked the chapter. Ja for now!
Corner:
enchanted_blood: Wow... I didn't think it was all that great, but, thanks! I hope you liked this chapter....
to enchanted_blood for her loveleh review! I hope you will enjoy the new chapter!
'Kuso...this realm is so ugly..'
Hiei's boots clicked against the pavement. His crimson eyes were wide and wondering, taking in the sights of the city.
'Not much has changed since I was here. Pathetic ningens wander the streets, going on with their damn business like they're so important...' Hiei cursed silently, turning into the parking lot of a large, familiar apartment complex.
The same crimson eyes skimmed across the numbers across the apartment doors moments later.
"One-sixty six......one sixty six...." He reminded himself subconsciously. 162...164..
166. Tanned hands grasped the door, and, with a squeak it opened allowing the jaganshi in.
A small ice-maiden was quick to turn to the opened door. Her pale, childish face beamed as she recognized the fire demon. "Onisan!" she whispered excitedly, running to him. Hiei grinned and pulled out of the embrace she had graced him with.
"Quite the welcoming party," Hiei remarked, turning to Yusuke who sat on the couch silently with a gameboy.
Yusuke smirked. "You're not worth it."
Kurama turned his head from his book, in his secluded corner of the room. His evergreen eyes seemed to brighten up radically at the sight of Hiei...the one he had waited so long for...
'Hiei...you're really back...'
Hiei glanced over at the youko, who quickly averted his eyes. Hiei's expression remained emotionless as he trudged to the next room, carrying his things.
The wooden floors creaked a bit as Yusuke led Keiko into the dark hall, their fingers laced. He pushed her gently against the wall and leaned into her. Their lips met, and Keiko wrapped her arms around him.
Sighing groggily, Hiei flicked off the TV, and stood, going off to his room. He frowned, sickened, at the sight of Yusuke and Keiko at the wall.
'Disgusting,' he told himself, opening the door and entering.
The sounds of rustling clothes perked his ears, and he turned to the sound; seeing a familiar red-head, he spoke. "Why are you in here...Kurama?"
Kurama wheeled around to face him, his evergreen eyes wide and his hair flying behind him. "J-just grabbing my stuff," he replied earnestly. Hiei managed a smirk before he plopped himself onto the futon, near Kurama.
The kitsune's green eyes softened. Hiei had changed so much...his skin had tanned greatly from long days training in the sun...he had most definitely grown taller too...but his eyes...his presence...everything Kurama had loved about him...
...they were all the same.
"You haven't changed at all..." came Hiei's soft murmur. "...what have you been up to..?"
"Me?" Kurama replied hastily. "Oh, nothing much, I suppose, I've been trying to find a decent job and all, demo--"
"Petty ningen things." Hiei seemed slightly disgusted by the fact.
Kurama attempted a grin. "Hai, demo--" He gave up on explaining why. "Ano, is Yusuke-kun still up? I need him to help me pull out the couch into a bed."
"He's busy with Keiko."
"Nani?"
"One of those strange ningen-mouth things."
Kurama was puzzled, before it dawned on him. "Oh..." He grinned, "You mean kissing."
Hiei shrugged blankly. "Hn. It's disgusting all the same."
He was...so naive, for a feared demon traitor. So naive...and so beautiful to Kurama...
He could barely take his eyes off him; Hiei staring off into space, his calloused hand holding up his head before he turned his gaze to Kurama, expecting a response.
"I-it's much nicer in experience...Hiei..." Kurama stammered, unable to controll the slight blush that was creeping up his cheeks.
"Hn," replied a disbelieving Hiei.
Kurama's heart pounded frantically as his next words tumbled out of his mouth. "I...I could show you..."
It had been two years since the jaganshi had left him behind...there was no way he could still walk away from what Kurama felt for him...
...no way he could escape...
Hiei's eyes widened. Kurama's eyes glazed, and he neared his face to Hiei's, need burning inside of him...
Until he felt strong hands bury themselves in his chest and painfully push him away. Kurama cried out, as strands of red hair spilled into his face.
"Don't try it," Hiei said coldly. "After two years, you're still lusting after me like a pathetic ningen...it's like the youko within you doesn't exist at all."
Kurama gulped nervously. Hiei couldn't...
"I still remember what you told me at the Dark Tournament..." he trailed off. "I couldn't say anything to it then, but now I can." His eyes, if it was possible, hardened even more. " I don't love you, Kurama. I never have, and I never will."
Kurama could only nod silently.
"Now go," he heard Hiei add cruelly.
"H-hai." He lifted himself off the cold, hard floor, eyes hid underneath his thick red bangs.
Of...course.
That was just Hiei...he was stupid to think two years would have changed the jaganshi...after all...it was because of Kurama that he had left in the first place, right?
His eyes stung in the appearance of tears.
He could cry...like he had when he had been left on his own, after Hiei had left...
Hiei didn't love him. That was how it was. If he had fallen in love with Hiei...
...then he could fall out of love...right?
I don't like these first chapters very much....when I started reposting this fanfic, I didn't revise the first three chapters very much, then after that I revised the chapters dramatically. Still, I hope you liked the chapter. Ja for now!
Corner:
enchanted_blood: Wow... I didn't think it was all that great, but, thanks! I hope you liked this chapter....