Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Conscience ❯ To No Avail ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Otaku Freak Kiken 
Waking up to a horrible sight! See what it is!
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.31.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 222 | Status: Completed
Waking up to a horrible sight! See what it is!
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.31.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 222 | Status: Completed
Conscience
Chapter four- To No Avail
By Otaku Freak Kiken
The trio of teens set their eyes upon the dormant fire demon. The question “Will he wake up?” flooded their minds as they stood there. They had never imagined this event to happen, and now they had no idea as to what to do next. If it wasn’t for the fox among them, they would have stared blankly at Hiei for hours.
“Should I tend to his arm now?” Kurama glanced at the other two as he asked his question.
“Yeah, I’d do it before anything else happens...” Yusuke walked over and sat down on Kurama’s bed, sighed, then turned to look out the window. He was confused, not understanding why Hiei chose the consequences of death to end his pain. He always thought Hiei was getting better, but now... Hiei almost died. On purpose. He sighed in aggravation, then rested his chin on top of his clenched fist, and his elbow rested on his knee.
Kuwabara walked out of the room to retrieve the sodas, and came back in soon after. He set them down on the coffee table, then glanced over at Kurama, who was hard at work with bandaging the gash on Hiei’s arm. He could tell he was experienced with the process. “Have you done this before?”
Kurama looked up at him with a small smile. “Yes. Hiei always comes to me to clean his wounds. I’ve been doing this for quite some time now. I’ve never had to deal with THIS kind of infliction, though...” He tucked in the end of the bandage so it wouldn’t come undone, then he sat in a nearby chair. He sighed.
Kuwabara leaned over the side of Hiei’s bed, looming over the guy. He wasn’t quite certain what to think of him now. His face was just a few inches away from Hiei’s, and he was inspecting it. Somehow, he had a feeling he’d wake up soon. But he didn’t know WHEN...
Yusuke looked over at Kuwabara, twisting his face in great question as he saw Kuwabara just inches away from Hiei’s face. “What are you doing?” He turned to face the others.
Kurama also had an interrogative face. He didn’t know what to think of this. “Kuwabara?”
“Hold on a sec...” He poked Hiei in the closed Jagan. He was still very close to his face.
“Are you gonna kiss him or something?” Yusuke was getting a little concerned, and he cringed at the thought of that happening. He regretted mentioning that.
“It does seem that way...” Kurama looked over at Yusuke, also sickened with the thought.
“No... I’m trying to figure something out...” Kuwabara said, justifying his actions.
“Well, if you’re thinking about the ‘perfect timing’, you better do it now before he wakes up. I never knew you felt that way about him...” Yusuke chuckled, knowing it would get a rise from him.
“Yes, it always seemed like you detested him. Is that why you teased him all the time? Were you hiding your true feelings?” Kurama played along. He couldn’t resist.
“Will you knock it off?! I ain’t fruity! I just-!” Kuwabara was interrupted by a noise.
Yusuke and Kurama leaned closer. They heard it, too. Now even more question filled them. Maybe...
“ACK! You disgusting freak of all Ningenkai!” A terrified fire demon shrieked at the sight of Kuwabara just inches away from his face. He brought the covers up to his neck and pointed at the tall red-head. “I always knew there was something wrong with you! Don’t you dare come near me again!”
Kuwabara, at the same time, jumped backwards into a shocked, VERY SHOCKED, Yusuke’s arms. “Uh muh GAWD!!! Shrimp!”
Yusuke dropped him without care. “You weirdo...” He brushed himself off, then walked over to the bed. “Hey, Hiei... How’s it going?”
Kurama also rose and came to Hiei’s side. “You’re awake... Did you hear anything?” He wearily looked over at the other two.
Hiei still had the glare of death on his face, his eyes burning holes right through Kuwabara. “I... heard some... But keep HIM away from me! That’s something NO ONE should ever see when they first open their eyes!”
Yusuke gulped. “Exactly WHAT did you hear?”
Hiei evilly smirked at the trio. “Oh... wouldn’t YOU like to know... Let’s just say, I’m going to enjoy your torment... if you try to stop me again...”
Yusuke huffed. “What do you mean, “again”?”
Kuwabara nodded, wanting the same answer. “What’s with this stupid suicide crap?! Gawd! You know what?” He walked over to the side of his bed, shoving Yusuke out of the way. “I’m not gonna let you do this! You punk! I don’t care if you call me... WHATEVER you’re gonna call me! I...” He grabbed the front of Hiei’s muscle shirt, slightly elevating him in the air. “I’m gonna make sure you stay alive! Whether you like it or not!!!”
Hiei was deeply disturbed by this. “Will you... UNHAND ME?!” He squirmed in Kuwabara’s grasp, trying to free himself from the strange red-head. “I told you not to come near me!”
“Like I’d actually want to be near such a weird little squirt like you!” Kuwabara answered, dimwittedly.
“You’re touching me, stupid. Get off.” Hiei scowled menacingly at Kuwabara.
Yusuke and Kurama were snickering amongst themselves. This thought was on both of their minds: “And to think... someday they might be in-laws!”... They swapped smiles and tidbits of whispers.
“And what if we were? I’d STILL want to kill him!” Hiei finally broke the grip of Kuwabara’s hand, then he brushed himself off with arrogant motions. He crossed his arms and looked over at his katana, which was leaning against the coffee table, bloodstained.
“Hiei, do you always have to ruin our fun? Can’t anyone have any secrets?” Kurama gave a sad look over at him.
“Can I poke out his Jagan?” Yusuke asked in an innocent tone, holding a sharpened pencil up in the air. “PLEASE???”
Hiei’s eyes dilated with fear, and he covered his forehead in great distress. “No, you may NOT!”
Everybody chuckled, except for Hiei. He was still shielding his forehead from any unexpected attacks.
About ten minutes passed, and Hiei started showing how tired he was. The guys decided to let him sleep, so they left the room soon after. But...
Hiei sat up, smirking as he looked over at the katana. “Now’s my chance... their lame comments had no effect on me. I’m still going through with this.” He slowly rose from the bed, planting his feet on the carpeted floor. He swayed a little, light headed from the blood loss, but continued to make his way towards the sword. He crouched down, sighed, then grasped the hilt of his katana. He closed his eyes, then smiled.
~~<^>~~
No one’s stopping me THIS time...
There’s chapter four! Hope you liked it! Please review!
-Otaku Freak Kiken
Chapter four- To No Avail
By Otaku Freak Kiken
The trio of teens set their eyes upon the dormant fire demon. The question “Will he wake up?” flooded their minds as they stood there. They had never imagined this event to happen, and now they had no idea as to what to do next. If it wasn’t for the fox among them, they would have stared blankly at Hiei for hours.
“Should I tend to his arm now?” Kurama glanced at the other two as he asked his question.
“Yeah, I’d do it before anything else happens...” Yusuke walked over and sat down on Kurama’s bed, sighed, then turned to look out the window. He was confused, not understanding why Hiei chose the consequences of death to end his pain. He always thought Hiei was getting better, but now... Hiei almost died. On purpose. He sighed in aggravation, then rested his chin on top of his clenched fist, and his elbow rested on his knee.
Kuwabara walked out of the room to retrieve the sodas, and came back in soon after. He set them down on the coffee table, then glanced over at Kurama, who was hard at work with bandaging the gash on Hiei’s arm. He could tell he was experienced with the process. “Have you done this before?”
Kurama looked up at him with a small smile. “Yes. Hiei always comes to me to clean his wounds. I’ve been doing this for quite some time now. I’ve never had to deal with THIS kind of infliction, though...” He tucked in the end of the bandage so it wouldn’t come undone, then he sat in a nearby chair. He sighed.
Kuwabara leaned over the side of Hiei’s bed, looming over the guy. He wasn’t quite certain what to think of him now. His face was just a few inches away from Hiei’s, and he was inspecting it. Somehow, he had a feeling he’d wake up soon. But he didn’t know WHEN...
Yusuke looked over at Kuwabara, twisting his face in great question as he saw Kuwabara just inches away from Hiei’s face. “What are you doing?” He turned to face the others.
Kurama also had an interrogative face. He didn’t know what to think of this. “Kuwabara?”
“Hold on a sec...” He poked Hiei in the closed Jagan. He was still very close to his face.
“Are you gonna kiss him or something?” Yusuke was getting a little concerned, and he cringed at the thought of that happening. He regretted mentioning that.
“It does seem that way...” Kurama looked over at Yusuke, also sickened with the thought.
“No... I’m trying to figure something out...” Kuwabara said, justifying his actions.
“Well, if you’re thinking about the ‘perfect timing’, you better do it now before he wakes up. I never knew you felt that way about him...” Yusuke chuckled, knowing it would get a rise from him.
“Yes, it always seemed like you detested him. Is that why you teased him all the time? Were you hiding your true feelings?” Kurama played along. He couldn’t resist.
“Will you knock it off?! I ain’t fruity! I just-!” Kuwabara was interrupted by a noise.
Yusuke and Kurama leaned closer. They heard it, too. Now even more question filled them. Maybe...
“ACK! You disgusting freak of all Ningenkai!” A terrified fire demon shrieked at the sight of Kuwabara just inches away from his face. He brought the covers up to his neck and pointed at the tall red-head. “I always knew there was something wrong with you! Don’t you dare come near me again!”
Kuwabara, at the same time, jumped backwards into a shocked, VERY SHOCKED, Yusuke’s arms. “Uh muh GAWD!!! Shrimp!”
Yusuke dropped him without care. “You weirdo...” He brushed himself off, then walked over to the bed. “Hey, Hiei... How’s it going?”
Kurama also rose and came to Hiei’s side. “You’re awake... Did you hear anything?” He wearily looked over at the other two.
Hiei still had the glare of death on his face, his eyes burning holes right through Kuwabara. “I... heard some... But keep HIM away from me! That’s something NO ONE should ever see when they first open their eyes!”
Yusuke gulped. “Exactly WHAT did you hear?”
Hiei evilly smirked at the trio. “Oh... wouldn’t YOU like to know... Let’s just say, I’m going to enjoy your torment... if you try to stop me again...”
Yusuke huffed. “What do you mean, “again”?”
Kuwabara nodded, wanting the same answer. “What’s with this stupid suicide crap?! Gawd! You know what?” He walked over to the side of his bed, shoving Yusuke out of the way. “I’m not gonna let you do this! You punk! I don’t care if you call me... WHATEVER you’re gonna call me! I...” He grabbed the front of Hiei’s muscle shirt, slightly elevating him in the air. “I’m gonna make sure you stay alive! Whether you like it or not!!!”
Hiei was deeply disturbed by this. “Will you... UNHAND ME?!” He squirmed in Kuwabara’s grasp, trying to free himself from the strange red-head. “I told you not to come near me!”
“Like I’d actually want to be near such a weird little squirt like you!” Kuwabara answered, dimwittedly.
“You’re touching me, stupid. Get off.” Hiei scowled menacingly at Kuwabara.
Yusuke and Kurama were snickering amongst themselves. This thought was on both of their minds: “And to think... someday they might be in-laws!”... They swapped smiles and tidbits of whispers.
“And what if we were? I’d STILL want to kill him!” Hiei finally broke the grip of Kuwabara’s hand, then he brushed himself off with arrogant motions. He crossed his arms and looked over at his katana, which was leaning against the coffee table, bloodstained.
“Hiei, do you always have to ruin our fun? Can’t anyone have any secrets?” Kurama gave a sad look over at him.
“Can I poke out his Jagan?” Yusuke asked in an innocent tone, holding a sharpened pencil up in the air. “PLEASE???”
Hiei’s eyes dilated with fear, and he covered his forehead in great distress. “No, you may NOT!”
Everybody chuckled, except for Hiei. He was still shielding his forehead from any unexpected attacks.
About ten minutes passed, and Hiei started showing how tired he was. The guys decided to let him sleep, so they left the room soon after. But...
Hiei sat up, smirking as he looked over at the katana. “Now’s my chance... their lame comments had no effect on me. I’m still going through with this.” He slowly rose from the bed, planting his feet on the carpeted floor. He swayed a little, light headed from the blood loss, but continued to make his way towards the sword. He crouched down, sighed, then grasped the hilt of his katana. He closed his eyes, then smiled.
~~<^>~~
No one’s stopping me THIS time...
There’s chapter four! Hope you liked it! Please review!
-Otaku Freak Kiken