Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Full Throtle ❯ ...Not So Out of Mind ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Kevan: Member the game in the last chappy? Well the answer…
Toni: …will be given later on in the story so study up people-sk.
Kevan: Yeah, we'll be throwing out clues for yall to follow.
Toni: The OC you all have been waiting for is here!
Kevan: My baby!
Toni: Our baby! We both worked on him.
Kevan: Yeah but Hiei is yours, this guys mine. So there!
Toni: Your right. Bam-bada-dam bam-bada-bam! (Theme to fox)
Kevan: Ba-da! (squeaky)
 
 
Chapter Six
…Not So Out of Mind
 
Ken had left his home a few weeks back, he had heard that a storm was going to strike the area so he had left to get more supplies that would be needed if the storm lasted long. He had taken trips back and forth from a store a few miles away to his home. He hadn't been able to get back home for a while because of a short stock at the store. He had already taken anything that could last without the refrigerator home, and was now taking the first trip of what he called the perishables straight home to be put into the freezer. He had not planned to trip over a body hiding in the shrubs on his way back home. He hadn't wanted to but had to lug this living person along with his already heavy supplies back home. The good thing was that the body was lighter than he had expected, but it was still more weight on his back.
Once Ken had gotten home he made sure that the person he had taken home was okay. He tried looking for some sort of ID but only found a pouch with the odd peaces of paper and what looked like a compact mirror.
When Hiei had woken up Ken was starting to take of his drenched cloak but stopped when he realized he was awake, as Ken would have finished taking it off but Hiei stopped him by grabbing his arm, recovering some energy, but not enough to move a lot. He then saw Ken about to reach for the radio to call for some help. Not wanting that, using his Jagon, he made the contraption blow up. When Ken looked his way to see if he was okay after the explosion, he had already passed out again drained from using the Jagon. Ken felt pity for what he thought was a kid, he felt responsible for getting the child back home.
His job was as a cameraman for a show called Jackass, but when he was home he was a ranger, in charge for looking for lost people in his area. This was the first case where he had accidentally stumbled upon a lost person not even reported. He had been planning on reporting a lost kid, but his radio had gone cu-put, no, better yet ka-boom. Not really looking forward to tomorrow he put what he thought was a little girl in one of his spare bedrooms after putting the supplies away, then went to bed himself.
The next morning he found himself on the floor and the kid in his bed, Ken had lost count of how many times he had tried to wake, what he thought was a her, up yesterday that he didn't even want to bother today. Hopefully the kid would wake up for breakfast, because that was what he was on his way to make, but first a shower was on top of his list.
Hiei woke up to the sound of running water and a sudden weight on his chest. As he sat up the weight was shifted from his chest to his lap, it was a cat. Not minding the cat Hiei could see he was in a bedroom, the curtains were closed and the lights were off, the only source of light was coming from the room right next to this one. The sound of water and puffs steam was coming from the ajar door. Starting to feel the affects of knowledge of what was in the bathroom, he made his way out of the room, down stairs and eventually to the kitchen, where he made himself at home to recover some energy and cool down inside the fridge.
It didn't take long for Ken to finish his shower. He couldn't help but snicker at the fact that it looked like his cat, Sacrities, had booted the kid of the bed and had taken the much-wanted spot. Then he sighed at the realization that there was a stray kid somewhere in his huge house. He didn't really want that so he threw on a pair of jeans and the first thing he could grab from his shirt drawer, which ended up being a dark grey turtleneck, good for the weather they were in.
Before he went to the kitchen he went to all of the other rooms first to see if his guest was there, no. But when he got to his kitchen he wished that had been the first place he had checked, he might have saved it. Every thing that he had just put in the fridge that day before had now been put on the floor or thankfuly on the counter. He walked to the dining room to see if the kid might have been hungry and was eating in there, no.
“Strange.” He thought aloud as he opened the fridge to see if anything had been left in there. He did a double take at what he saw. The kid had also taken out the shelves so `he' could fit. He was just sitting there nonchalant. When ken didn't close the door again, Hiei got out strolled over to the freezer, glanced, grabbed a bucket of ice-cream, then a spoon, went to the dining room, plopped down at the table, then began to stick spoonfuls of ice-cream down his mouth.
Ken couldn't stop staring for a few seconds then he started walking to the dining room and stepped on an egg then stopped and started cleaning the mess, figuring the kid must have been starving. Once he was done he sat on the other side of the curved booth that served as the seats for his table. Hiei ignored the human; he was about one-fourth down the ice-cream bucket. Ken just stared trying to figure him out. When he had first glanced at Hiei's face, he had thought he was a `she', because of his pale skin and slim waist, in short he was tiny in comparison to Ken, and it didn't help that Hiei's cloak looked like a black dress and his communicator looked like a compact mirror. It was strange his eyes were red too, maybe contacts, and his hair, super strong hair gel? The white starburst above his face in his hair, bleach perhaps? What race was he? Japanese, like his ancestors? Does he speak English? Is he lost? Wow he's scarfing that ice cream down as if it were the air that he breathed.
“Don't you get brain freeze?” Ken's question came out. His voice deep and strong, enticing Hiei to freeze.
“No, stop staring.” Hiei put on his tough emotionless mask on.
“*Sigh* good, you speak English.” Ken sighed then asked,
“Are you lost or something? I found you passed out in the wood on my way home. Do you want me to take you to town so you can make some calls? I'd offer to use my radio but, it must be your luck, it blew up yesterday, literally. Maybe it spontaneously combusted or something.”
He was about to continue his one-sided conversation but Hiei groaned, he was losing control again.
“Shut…up.” His words were strained and his eyes were shut in hope to keep the attractive human out of mind. He would have left but he needed to recover his energy.
“Are you alright?” Ken's hand went to Hiei's cheek, to check for a fever.
“My god you're hot! Go lay down on the sofa I'll go get some ice. You should have said you were sick. Good idea eating the ice-cream to cool down your core body temperature.” When Ken finished saying all of that Hiei opened his eyes to find Ken had left to get the ice. Hiei just sat there concentrating on keeping in control with the now empty bucket on his crossed legs. Ken came back in with a zip lock bag filled with ice wrapped in a towel and frowned,
“You should be laying down.” He grabbed Hiei's arm and easily lifted him he wasn't heavy. Hiei had started to struggle but stopped when he realized his strength hadn't returned yet and that struggling took some concentration away from to control he was trying so hard to keep. Ken touching him didn't help. Not wanting to argue if he didn't have to he laid down where Ken had led him. Ken took the bucket Hiei had still been holding a gasped. Then Hiei tensed as something cold touched his forehead, and something warm landed on his stomach.
“Where did all of that ice-cream go? Do you usually eat this much? How are you so small?”
“Shhh…ut…up, do you ever do that?” Hiei remarked pushing Kens hand away and pulling the towel over his eyes.
“Sorry it's just I talk a lot when I'm worried, are you feeling any better, um, what is your name?”
“Don't worry about it.” Hiei grumbled wanting him to leave,
“Don't you have anything better to do?” It was a clear hint.
“No, not as far… oh shit what time is it?” Ken shoved his sleeve back and noticed he had left his watch in his bathroom.
“Shit!” He shot up and ran to the kitchen to check the time on the oven; Hiei sat up a bit to watch as Ken panicked, intrigued.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” He ran back grabbing the huge empty backpack he had used yesterday to get his supplies on his way.
“I was supposed to be gone two hours ago! What in the hell happened to the alarm?” He looked to Hiei who had lain back down and looked as if he had dozed off. He couldn't tell because of the towel.
“Hey, are you awake?” Ken asked kneeling down next to him again. Hiei nodded, then sighed as if annoyed.
“Okay, here's what I'm going to do: I'm going to leave you here. I would have taken you with me, but you're sick so that's not a good idea. Help yourself to food; try not to make a mess this time, please, other than that, make yourself at home. I've got to go get the rest of my supplies. Come to think of it… never mind. Just stay here, I'll be back as soon as I can.” Hiei gave no sign that he had heard until he turned over with his back to the human. Hopefully that's a sign that he's going to stay, thought Ken as he got his jacket and waked out of the house.
When Hiei heard the door to the house close he rolled over to lay on his back again. He had wanted the human to leave and stay at the same time. To leave so he could regain control and to stay so he could completely lose it. He had heard what Ken had said but had a totally different reason for ignoring him and turning over. He did it so he could hide his desire for the human; it was obvious that he wanted him because of the growth that showed through the fabric of his pants at the junction of his legs. Hiei groaned as he lifted the cold towel from his eyes and chanced a glance at his crotch. He moaned when he sat up the feel of the cloth was intensified by his sensitive nerves. He couldn't stay here, if this is what happened just listening to a casual, naturally sexy voice, he would be screwed, or better yet screwing.
As Hiei stood up he noticed his reflection, he was covered in dirt and had a random twig in his hair and scarf. Feeling grimy and looking dirty Hiei decided to take advantage of the human's shower. Sure he's a demon but that didn't mean he didn't have hygiene. First he needed to deal with his clothes, it took him a while but he eventually found a washer and dryer. The washer was similar to Kurama's so it was easy for him to figure out how to use it, he didn't even bother with the dryer. Knowing the washer would take a while to finish Hiei set himself up a bath for a much needed and deserved soak.
Once Hiei got out the washer was about half way done. So in nothing but his birthday suit Hiei made himself something to eat. The human's pet seemed to want to eat too, it purred against his leg as he rummaged through the newly organized fridge. Hiei found a nice slab of meat and cooked it with a dash of salt over a fireball he held in his hand. The cat seemed surprised at this and hissed a bit when the fire had come out of nowhere, but then Hiei ripped a piece of meat, handed it to the fussy cat, and all was eventually forgiven and forgotten.
By the time he was done eating there was still some time left for his clothes to be done. This time he went to look around the house, Hiei thought it was too big for one human. He wondered if he lived with his mate. Maybe they had a child, there was what seemed to be a kid's room next to the human's and there were pictures around the house with a little girl in them. This human was unlike what he had imagined, the last time he had dealt with a rich human he had ended up beating him to a pulp because he had kidnapped his sister.
He wondered if she was okay. He hoped she had already gotten over it. She had never really met him so maybe it would be easier for her, unlike him. She probably hated him right now, who would blame her. The whole gang probably hated him right now, for hurting her. He let out a sigh as he heard the buzzer from the washer go of. After getting dressed and drying them himself, with his ki, he left the house, closing the door behind him, for the cat's sake and went out into the wood.
 
Kevan: Bad Hiei! Your supposed to listen to Ken! He is your master!
Toni: Run! Run with the wind! Run to your hearts content!
Kevan: (whacks Toni across the head) You're a bad influence!
Toni: Don't worry about me! Run! Tell my family I love them, and that my little sis can't have my Manga! I'm taking it with me!
Kevan: (Burps into Toni face)
Toni: (Had mouth open) No cheese. (Gasps)
Kevan: Yes! Taste the stench of victory and my lunch! (Begins victory dance)
Toni: Till next time! Later later!
Kevan: Later-sk!
 
 
 
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