Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Destiny's Chains ❯ Punished for Having Fun ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: MasterOfMyWorld
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Japanese to Know:
Shitsurei shimashita- I'm sorry, I hurt you
Ohayou- Morning
Hai- Yes
Gomen nasai- I'm sorry
Iie- No
Ja ne- Later
Genkai-sensei no seishi- Genkai's student
Ee- Eh
Obaasan no dojo- Grandma's dojo

Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.03.2006 | Updated On: 09.04.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 133 | Status: Work In Progress

Chapter 7
Punished for Having Fun
 
Darkfire's head rested lazily on Hiei's chest, rising and falling with each breath. Her arm was still around his waist, her other hand relaxing against his side. Hiei's left arm had found its way around her and was now holding her tightly to him. Darkfire's legs were curled up so that her shins pressed against the demon's side.
A flash of light touched her eyelids, causing her to stir. Unbeknownst to her, Yuusuke had just snapped a photo of the two curled together. And when he saw her move, he and the others quietly scattered. Of course, `the others' excluded Kurama because he was already gone.
Anyway, Darkfire opened her eyes, wincing at the bright light. When she tried to move, she noticed there was something wrapped around her.
“Ungh, my head,” she groaned, trying to twist free of her bond.
Hiei, feeling her movements, shot up and pinned her to the floor, gripping her neck tightly.
Darkfire gasped and clawed at her attacker's arm. She tried to kick out, but her legs were trapped.
“Hiei…” she whispered, eyes shut tightly as she scratched at his arm. The girl didn't know Hiei was choking her; she was calling to him for help.
Upon hearing his name, Hiei's primal instincts shut down and his mind said, “Snap out of it, you fool!” So Hiei released Darkfire's throat and she coughed, holding her throat with bloody fingers. Tears began to unwillingly form in her eyes as she gasped for air.
Sliding off of her, Hiei stared at his bleeding arm. He was amazed at her want to survive. A normal human would have simply gripped his arm and tried to pull it off. But Darkfire would've scratched it off if she had to power.
Sitting up, Darkfire stared at Hiei's arm. “Shitsurei shimashita,” she whispered, bowing her head.
Hiei looked at her with a shocked expression clearly written across his face. “Why? You were simply trying to survive.”
“So were you.”
“Don't be sorry for me,” the demon growled, roughly lifting her chin up. “Never be sorry for me.”
“It's too late.” She glanced at the futon and remembered why they were even having this discussion. “What happened last night?”
“It was Yuusuke's fault,” Hiei answered, only remembering Yuusuke's grin, the one he wore whenever he was plotting something.
“Oh… I've got such a headache,” she hissed, putting a hand to her head. And then another thought crossed her mind. “Why were we sharing a bed?”
“You know…I have no clue. But by the looks of it, nothing happened.”
“Well, I guess I'll take your word for it. Just wait here for a moment; I'll get a towel. Don't move, ok?” Smiling, she stood and hurried off towards the kitchen she had only seen once. Opening the door once she found it, she saw Kurama.
“Ohayou,” he smiled, sipping a cup of coffee.
“If you say so,” she laughed, holding her head again. “Where d'ya keep yer towels?”
“In the drawer over there,” he answered, pointing. “How'd you sleep?”
“Well enough, I s'pose. If only I could remember….”
“You got drunk.”
“Huh?”
“You heard me,” he smiled, sipping his coffee. “Unfortunately for myself, this body tends to not hold its liquor. If I had been myself, we'd have been there all night.”
“Soon as I get this to Hiei I want to know more about you, Kurama.” She hurried off and gave the towel to Hiei. As she stood to leave, he grabbed her arm.
“Darkfire….”
“Hai?”
“Gomen nasai.”
She smiled. “Iie.” Pulling from Hiei's loosened grip, Darkfire headed off for the kitchen.
“How can she be so forgiving? I could have killed her.” Her voice flashed in his head. “She said my name when she couldn't see my face. As though she was calling my name for help.” Then he shook his head. “It doesn't matter. She's just a human.”
~*~
“Kurama, who are you, really?” Darkfire said, sitting across from the fox.
“My name is Kurama. And I am a fox demon. Well, a yô-ko, actually.” He paused a moment in thought, his eyes flashing with that brilliant gold once more. “My true self can remember all that happened last night. He's also the reason that I allowed myself to go. And he would be responsible for you, Hiei, and myself getting drunk.”
“So, there's another you inside of you?”
“Something like that.”
“Can he come out?”
“Yes.”
“Will he?”
“Maybe some other time.”
“Hmm, ok. I can wait.” Darkfire smiled and stood. “Ja ne!” She waved and rushed out.
“I wonder what Osa can tell me `bout last night,” the girl thought as she climbed the stairs two at a time. “Maybe she knows why Hiei and I shared a bed.”
But Darkfire never got the chance to ask. Just as she reached the door, Koenma came over the PA.
“All of you who went out last night, excluding ogres, get in my office! Right this instant!!”
Rubbing her temples, Darkfire looked around for Yuusuke or Kuwabara or somebody. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a bit of black walk around a corner. Expecting Hiei, she ran after the figure, only to turn and see Angel standing there.
“Oh, Angel,” she gasped, stopping just before she ran into him.
The boy turned and looked down at her with a glazed look in his eyes.
“You ok? You look sorta pale.”
“I'm fine,” he growled, his eyes becoming hard.
Darkfire stepped back, the chains tugging at her heart. “Sorry, I didn't mean anything by it.”
“C'mon you two. It seems someone unleashed a monster,” a man laughed. Darkfire turned to see Yuusuke standing at the end of the hall. Glancing one last time at Angel, she trotted up and followed Yuusuke to Koenma's office. She could feel Angel's eyes staring at her, but she didn't dare look.
Once they reached large, wooden doors, Kurama, Hiei, Osadyro, and Kuwabara met them.
“Seems someone disturbed Koenma,” Kuwabara snickered.
Laughing, the group pushed open the doors and entered.
“Sit down and shut up,” Koenma ordered, pointing to several chairs. Holding back snickers, all did so.
“What's this about…sir?” Yuusuke said, trying his best not to laugh. The young lord had red marks on his face where the duct tape had been.
“You know damn well what this is about, Urameshi!” he roared, slamming his fist on the mahogany desk cluttered with papers. “And I demand an answer as to why you found it necessary to tie me up!”
“Honestly, we did it simply for kicks,” Yuusuke laughed.
“Yea, basically,” Kuwabara put in, grinning.
“Darkfire, Hiei, and Kurama, you're on probation for foolishly getting drunk. Kurama, I must say I'm ashamed of you.”
Kurama just shrugged.
“I'm already on probation, you nitwit,” Hiei huffed, glaring at the prince.
“Yes, but now you are limited to the compound of this building, as well as you, Kurama and Darkfire. And you, Yuusuke, will be training with Genkai sensei no seishi. And this girl is just as tough as Genkai-sama.”
“But…” Yuusuke gasped, standing.
“Sit down, Urameshi!”
“Um, Koenma-sama,” Darkfire whispered, standing and bowing deeply.
“Ee?”
“Would it be too much trouble if I went along as well? I'll understand if not going would be as part of my punishment.”
“Spots have already been reserved for your two friends.”
Darkfire looked back at Osadyro and Angel, both of whom were just as shocked as she.
“Oi, Koenma-sama, am I not supposed to be the heir of Obaasan no dojo and all her secrets?”
“You are, but you work for me. Riku was an orphan Genkai-sama took in soon after you left. The child was trained in all aspects and is at a much higher level than you, Yuusuke. So you will address her properly. Is that understood?”
“Ee,” Yuusuke moaned, slumping back in his chair.
“Angel, Osadyro?”
“Hai!” they answered.
“Good. You will be informed shortly when it is time to leave, so I suggest you get packed. At least a month, I would estimate. Now, leave my sight.” Koenma turned his chair so the back was to them as the group filed out.
“C'mon, we need to pack quickly,” Yuusuke grumped, motioning to Angel and Osadyro.
“Good luck,” Darkfire whispered, waving to Osadyro.
“Easy for you to say,” she joked, laughing hatefully as she waved back.
“Wait, what am I supposed to do?” Kuwabara said suddenly, realizing he hadn't been punished.
“You got lucky, oaf. Take advantage of it,” Hiei snapped.
Shrugging, Kuwabara left.
“Well, I think that went rather well,” Kurama smiled, sauntering down the hall.
“Tch,” Hiei scoffed following. Having nothing better to do, Darkfire trailed behind them. She made sure to leave enough distance so that if they wanted to talk without her hearing they could. But she was close enough they wouldn't have to yell if they did want to talk to her.
“So, was it all worth it?” Hiei said after a bit.
“Huh?” Darkfire looked up from the floor and stared at Hiei.
“Leaving behind everything you've ever known for this place. Was it worth it?”
Darkfire's eyes fell back to the floor. “The only things I know more of are Japanese and fighting. But I still don't know much about demons, or the thing I want to know most about.”
“Most demons are scum. I'll let you know anything else.”
“What do you want to know most about?” Kurama inquired, falling back instep with Darkfire.
A small blush appeared on her face as she stopped dead in her tracks. She concentrated hard on not thinking about the answer, knowing Hiei would catch it. And she really didn't want him to know.
“Darkfire?” Kurama stopped and looked at the young woman. Her body was shaking slightly due to how tense she was. He touched her shoulder and she jumped. “Relax.”
“Who's Yukina?” she asked instead.
“What do you know about Yukina?” Hiei growled, coming back to the pair.
“Kuwabara said her name before.”
“She's a koorime who sometimes visits this place. In fact, I believe the girls are coming tonight,” Kurama answered, smiling softly.
“Why is it that people fail to inform me of such things?” Hiei huffed, glaring up at the fox.
“You fail to allow a person to talk, that's why,” Kurama retorted, staring down at the rude youkai.
Darkfire glanced at her watch. “Kurama, what time will they be here?”
“Six, why?”
“It's five fifty now.”
“I suppose we better get downstairs then.”
With Kurama and Hiei leading, Darkfire fell back to her previous position. She could here the faint whispers of their words, but she couldn't understand what they said. Every now and then, Kurama would chance a glance in her direction, but the girl remained staring blankly at the floor.
Her thoughts were chopped and incomplete, so Hiei was having a difficult time reading what she thought. He would tell the bits to Kurama, but neither could figure out what the bit of thought meant.
“Why did he…? I would…. Why does he…? How…? What…? Osa…Angel…. What about…? He always…. Does he…? Hiei….” As soon as she thought that name, Darkfire's head sprang up. She stopped abruptly and stared at Hiei's back. The two demons kept walking, but Darkfire did not follow. Her eyes were wide and she was shaking.
And then Hiei stopped, while Kurama disappeared down another hall. The demon turned and stared down the hall at Darkfire.
“What are you so afraid of?” he questioned, his face of stone.
“That's my secret,” Darkfire answered timidly.
Hiei sighed. “Four years ago, you asked me what kind of demon I was. I refused to answer. I tell you now; I am a demon of fire and of ice. Will you tell me why you think in pieces?”
“Yer a telepath, are you not?” Hiei nodded. “Then there's your answer.”
“So, you're afraid of me knowing your thoughts?”
“My thoughts are my own; no one is allowed to know.” Protectively, Darkfire turned her face away from the demon so he could not see her eyes. They glazed over and tears began to well.
Hiei's eyes flashed with a small sense of understanding. As he looked at her, he could feel a strange abnormality growing inside of her. A something no normal human possessed. He felt it whenever pain rose in her delicate heart.
“We should hurry.” He turned and stopped. “And dry your eyes. You wouldn't want anyone to know you were crying.”
Darkfire looked up, but he was gone.
“Hiei…” she whispered.