Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Inside My Head ❯ Torment ( Chapter 1 )

Inside the Mind of the Jaganshi

Authoress: Hello. It's me again. Sorry that I haven't updated on my other story yet. I'm just having a hard time with the plot. I've had this one on the brain for quite some time now. It starts off as just some flash backs of Hiei's life. Hope you guys like it. May be a one shot unless I get some good reviews.

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Chapter one

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It was a beautiful day in the Ningenkai. The sun shone through the trees and danced across his face. A small breeze blew; gently swaying his bangs lightly back and forth. Though, however beautiful on the outside, inside his mind was darker than any place imaginable. Sleep had not yet consumed him.

HIEI'S POV

For three long weeks now, nightmares have plagued me. Countless times I had awakened in a cold sweat. Screaming on the inside. They were vicious. Like wolves tearing at my memories, forcing me to recall that which I had worked so hard to lock away. If the others knew…if they knew what was happening to me…they would think me weak. No. I will not ask for their help. Those humans. Each of them moronic in their own way. Kurama is hardly any different. All these years in the Ningenkai, hidden inside that human body of his. He is no different than the rest of them. I trust him with my life, but even that surprises me. He may know what to do, but I will not risk being made a fool of.

The dreams, or…memories…they started with my birth. When my mother had pleaded with the Elder Koorime. (A/N: plural! There is more than one elder.) Things even I could not remember on my own. Then they moved forward to my childhood. If you can even call what I had a childhood. I felt a shock all over my body, like lightning, though not as strong. Another memory. This time it is of the Guild. When I left…

~*~MEMORY~*~(I made this up. I have no idea how it really happened. If any one knows please tell me. I actually think its pretty good.)

I stood there with a look of pure maniacal pleasure. A widespread smirk plastered across my bloodstained face. I had killed them. Nine of them there lay dead, and countless more hanging by a thread. My comrades. My so-called partners. Slain by my hand, and mine alone. Even after all they had done for me I ended them. They had, after all, brought this upon themselves.

Then, what few there were left standing, those that had not yet angered me, trudged towards me, him leading the way. Hakkai. (A/N: made this up too.) He stood before me as if to challenge me. Cold gray eyes looking pitifully on as the bodies of those left alive writhed in agony. I gave a proud "Hn," in approval of my handy work. He, however, did not look as pleased as I felt.

"Hiei. What have you done? Why…?" He clenched his fists and looked at me. Hatred burned in his eyes.

" You have become too much to handle. For your own good…I suggest you leave." I laughed at this.

"Too much to handle? Hakkai…do you fear me?" I cocked my head to the side and gave him a cynical look.

"I am not ashamed to say that you have become a great threat to the survival of the Guild. You must admit that this was a violent and unnecessary deed even for you. After all these years, after all the things we've done for you…it's no wonder I blame myse-" I stopped him there.

"Please. Spare me the guilt trip. Yes, you taught me how to fight, you gave me my weapon, but you have done nothing for me. You have played no part in building my character. I didn't need you to become what I am…"

~*~END*MEMORY~*~

What I was…not anymore. Why is this happening? Why do I keep seeing these images? They've played over and over again. Is some one doing this to me? Do they find humor in my discomfort? But how would they know? How could they know these things? I was alone all that time. No one could have possibly known about that. Maybe I should talk to Kurama. Maybe.

NORMAL POV

He slowly opened his eyes. He let slip a small sigh, and slid off the branch landing gracefully before breaking into a full run towards Kurama's house. Hiei knocked on the window. Kurama opened it and a sweet fragrance escaped the room.

"Are you baking cookies…again?" Hiei asked skeptically.

"Yes…is there something I can help you with Hiei?" Kurama asked a bit uncomfortable. There was a small silence. Hiei glared at him with frustration. The day for him had started out awful, which soon lead to horrific. Now, as he comes to his one friend in his hour of need, The Great Youko Kurama, The Legendary Feared Thief, was baking cookies! Cookies of all things! Not evil cookies, no!!! Awful, filthy, ningen cookies!!! Hiei climbed in the window. He leaned forward just as another jolt of electricity (foreshadowing, any?) surged through his body. This one, more powerful than any of the others.

"Hiei!" That was the last thing he heard Kurama say. His world had gone black. What bad timing…now he couldn't bail out even if he wanted to. He'd have to tell Kurama.

~*~MEMORY-HIEI'S-POV~*~ (A/N: made this too!)

I opened my eyes, but immediately regretted it. The sunlight was blinding. Sunlight? Wasn't I just in Kurama's kitchen? I looked around. This was definitely not Kurama's house. In fact it was far from it. This was the Makai…three years ago…

In a flash the scene before my eyes changed. I was now watching myself fight a group of demons after my Hiruseki Stone. I remember it like it was yesterday. Here's the part where they edge me towards the cliff.

NORMAL POV

Hiei fought demon after demon. As he backed against the edge, he never looked over. He knew they would catch him off guard. These weren't your average demons. They were A-class. One of the demons reached for the stone that hung from his neck. Hiei instinctively jerked back and lost his footing. He slid down the side. The string got caught and it plummeted into the forest below.

"NO!" he cried. He stopped on a ledge. From where he stood he could see a river. Hiei (A/N: the one remembering everything.) stood there, eyes closed, fists clenched, as he remembered all that had happened…

Suddenly, just as before, the scene changed. However, this time it wasn't a memory, at least it wasn't his memory…there stood a girl with long, ivory-white hair, smooth tanned skin, a slender yet strong build, and strange red markings on either side of her face. She wasn't very tall; about his height, and she was holding something…though he couldn't tell what it was. He heard a voice come from behind him.

"Ryuudo, come. That's enough training for now. We should go. We don't want to keep Tarukinei-san waiting…" he said. His words laced with hidden threats. She looked in Hiei's direction, though she seemed to look straight through him.

HIEI'S POV

Her eyes…they weren't…they were the strangest eyes I had ever seen. They were intriguing. The purest amethyst. Clear as crystal on the inside, and fading ever so slightly to a deep violet. It was then that I saw what she held.

With others

"Whoa…what happened to him?" Yusuke asked as he, Kuwabara, Kurama, and Koenma stood over Hiei's unmoving body. Kurama stood strait and shook his head.

"I don't know. He was fine and then all of a sudden his body stiffened and he collapsed. This is not good." Kurama said with concern. Koenma (A/N: teenage form.) walked towards the door.

" Bring him to my palace. I'll see what we can do." And with that he left.

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Authoress: well? Please, please, please review. Thank you all.