Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Just Another Day ❯ Statues ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: Me = NoCash²---It's the theory of me not owning YYH -ity. I do own Lia, as she's loosely based on me, and I do own her parakeet, as it is loosely based on Royal (my parakeet). Oh, and Taipei isn't mine.

A/N-Wow. So many reviews *is floating on air* When I saw them I started dancing. And I don't dance. So it's amazing what reviews will make me do! Right now I'm supposed to be working on my Advanced English 1 project (evil teachers assigning summer work), but I really really wanted to update. I already feel guilty for not updating before I went to camp. This chapter is going to be strange, because I am in a strange mood, and my writing reflects what I'm feeling.

Another A/N- I got my first flame! I feel like a real part of fanfiction.net now, and for that I'd like to thank you, Jadae. I really only have a few things to say in response to your review. One, you don't need to be rude to get your point across, and if you do, it would be a bit more offensive if you could spell the insults correctly. To be honest, I'm not exactly sure what a "jefe" is. So you'll excuse me if I don't go and cry about it. I already used all my tissues to wipe up the "snot" that "Sweet Delirium" was. Second of all, constructive criticism is helpful, although what you wrote helped me with my deciphering skills. Lastly, I do believe this has everything to do with Hiei and Kurama, hence all the mentions of "Hiei and Kurama" in the story.

However, I am glad that my story irritated you so much that you had to leave such a poorly written comment and make a fool out of yourself. As promised, I printed it out and passed it around. I'm sure my friends would have laughed, but they don't know what a "jefe" is either. But they did find the snot comment amusing! So, arigatou Jadae for making our day a little brighter. Now, enough of my ranting.

Just Another Day

Chapter 2- Statues

The office was sparsely furnished, but comfortable nonetheless. It was an interior room, so there were no windows, but the many lamps created a pleasant amount of light. Mr. Yamada motioned for Hiei to sit, while he remained standing, idly leaning against the wall.

"You must be Jaganshi Hiei. Correct?"

"Hai." Hiei rose, bowing deeply. Too much bowing, he thought as the blood began to rush to his head. "Hajimemashite. Douzo yoroshiku onegaishimasu, " Hiei straightened.

"Hajimemashite. Yoroshiku." Yamada-san replied, inclining his head slightly. He walked over to a large, mahogany desk, and sat down in a high-backed leather chair. Hiei sat down again, facing his superior.

"Welcome to NAAFA, Japan's largest accounting firm," Yamada began, his voice sounding almost mechanical. "We have to say that," he added as an afterthought, winking at Hiei. Hiei smiled slightly, he knew his feeling of unease was unfounded. "As a new intern, I'm sure you thought you were going to get to do something interesting, important, am I right?" Hiei nodded, unsure where he was going with this.

"Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubble. To be honest, you came at one of the worst times if you wanted to do something remotely significant. Not to worry though," he added, seeing Hiei's mixed look of curiosity and shock. "you will be doing something useful." Yamada-san bent out of sight, seeming to search in a desk drawer for something.

"Ah, found it," he said, emerging with a thick file folder, crammed so full with papers, that as he handed it to Hiei, they all nearly spilled out. "Sakyou, my secretary, is currently on vacation. As such, his work has been piling up. Now that you're here, you will take on the secretarial responsibilities. These include typing letters and transcripts," he said, pointing to the folder, "answering the phone, and making my coffee."

"The last part's a joke," he amended, seeing Hiei's blank look, "I prefer tea anyway…or sake," he added thoughtfully. "So, are you clear on your duties?"

"Hai, Yamada-san."

"Very well then. Your desk is over there. You will be using that laptop to type the contents of that folder. When you are done, save them to the directory "Yamada". As for the phone, take a message from the caller, being sure you record their name, the message, and the time and date. Understood?"

"Hai." How could Hiei not understand? A monkey could do this job. Hell, Kuwabara could do this job. Hiei sat down at his desk, flipping the computer on. At least the toys were good, he thought as he noticed the top-of-the-line software installed on his brand-new laptop. Hiei sighed, noting the heavy security precautions. He resisted the urge to try to hack into the encrypted files and password protected folders, just to see if he could. He loved a challenge. Unfortunately, this job was exactly the opposite. Hiei's slender fingers practically flew over the keys as he copied file after file.

Yamada-san had stopped monitoring him after the first few papers were quickly typed and saved. The stack of papers soon dwindled down to nothing, leaving Hiei to stare at the screensaver or play a game of solitare. He had just completed a round of Taipei, when the win message popped up. "Bouncy ball is the source of goodness and light." Hiei went wide-eyed for a moment before bursting out laughing. Yamada-san ducked his head in.

"Jaganshi, you wouldn't be slacking off now, would you?" Hiei shook his head, quickly stifling this laughter.

"Iie, Yamada-san, I'm finished."

"Finished? Already?"

"Hai." Yamada walked over to Hiei, bending over him to check his work. Hiei could feel his breath on his ear, and moved his head slightly to rid himself of the offending feeling.

"So you have," The older man stood up, and Hiei unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, I suppose if you have completed your work, you may go. After all, I wouldn't like to keep you here in this dingy office when you could be outside frolicking with your friends." Hiei winced at the word "frolic". Never in his live had he ever done so, and thinking about it brought to mind images of him dancing around a pasture with a bunch of sheep.

"Speaking of friends, I would like to meet yours. If they are half as productive as you are, we might be making a few more additions to the company. You know, if you keep this up, Sakyou might be taking a vacation of the more permanent kind." Yamada-san smiled, one that lit up his face, but did not reach to his hazel colored eyes. It gave Hiei the feeling that he was being leered at, which was not pleasant at all. He stood up, turning his back to the grinning man, and gathered his small pile of belongings.

"Arigatou," he said, bowing once more before slipping through the door.

Yamada stared after the boy for a moment, shook his head, and walked back to his desk, gazing silently at the pictures that stood there, perfect and still as statues.

*****

Hot streams of water trailed down his back, massaging the strained muscles with their deliciously warm fingers. Small rivulets trailed from his crimson hair, now stained a deep red, joining the flood of the clear liquid flowing down his slender form. The water washed away the blood, cleansing the wounds, cleansing Kurama's body, cleansing his soul. Such a simple thing, but it contained more power than he imagined. The water took the events of the day, pulling them into their crystalline depths, drowning the sins, flushing them down the drain. The translucent drops caressed his worn body, suspending his mind in a temporary state of calm and forgetfulness.

Unfortunately, as the steady flow of water stopped, the memories of the past few hours flooded back, hitting him with the force of a hurricane. His green eyes dulled at the picture his mind supplied, the bodies strewn like litter across the ground, spread-eagled where they had fallen. Uniforms were torn, stained darker with the patches of drying blood. Kurama hadn't known he could do that. He was afraid. Afraid of what might happen if they came after him again, as they most likely would. Would he be able to stop himself, or would the underlying current of bloodlust flowing through his veins take command, turning him feral, feeding him through the delicacies of pain, quenching his thirst with the taking of life?

He knew that if he had continued, someone would have died. His self-control had been shattered with the first punch, and it had been few remaining shards that had kept him from taking the kill.

Kurama stepped out of the shower, the rush of cold air from his room stealing his breath. He quickly dried himself, slipping into a plain t-shirt and pajama pants, and pulled his wet hair into a loose ponytail. He sat on his futon; legs curled under him, and stared out at the night through his window. The streets were dark and silent, as was his house. The lack of noise was oppressive, and Kurama wished that his mother had not gone back to the office to finish some last minute reports. He started to hum a tune he had heard a few days before, the title slipping his mind. The slight noise comforted Kurama, and he soon found himself lying down, tendrils of slumber wrapping around him, pulling him, dragging him into a dreamless sleep.

A/N-I didn't like this chapter too much, well, actually I didn't like it at all and I couldn't think of a very good ending for it. I know the end is sort of rushed and confused, but my mind is kind of blank right now. Gomen! Oh, and I know, characters are way OOC in this chapter. Go ahead and flame me if you want. I don't really care. And as for my lovely, lovely, wonderful reviewers, each of you get triple chocolate fudge. Extra helpings for those who reviewed both chapters!!! (By the way, what is it with fanfic authors and baked goods/candy?) Please, tell me what you think is going to happen in the story, it gives me ideas! And the Taipei win message? I actually got that one once ^^. (For those who don't know, Taipei is Mah Jhongg solitare…it's a fun game!)

Quick Japanese Lesson

Hajimemashite- Nice to meet you; used when being introduced to someone for the first time

Douzo yoroshiku onegaishimasu- Very formal way of saying "How are you?" to a superior (at least I'm pretty sure that's what this means)

Yoroshiku- Same as above, but used when speaking to a lower

Hai- Yes

Iie- No

Arigatou- Thank you

Oh, would anyone be interested in reading a Kurama/Touya fic? I want to write one, but I won't bother with it if no one is going to read it.