Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Love Doesn't Always Triumph ❯ Sweet Sixteen ( Chapter 3 )

Love Doesn't Always Triumph

Chapter 3: Sweet Sixteen

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho; those rights belong to its creator Yoshihiro Togashi.

 

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Lisha laughed as her and Kurama walked up the shrine steps. “'Rama, I've never been to one of those fancy places, what did you expect of me?” she said.

 

Kurama merely shook his head. “I only expect you to be you, but try to be quiet about it.”

 

“Hey, I'm not loud, am I?”

 

“Well-”

 

“Well excuse me if I try to just enjoy life a little! I like to be happy all the time! If you have a problem with that you can jus-eeek!”

 

Lisha's foot slipped and missed the top step. Her body started to fall to the ground in the inevitable fall down the temple stairs. Lisha closed her eyes waiting for impact. When she didn't feel any type of pain, she opened one eye and found Kurama's arm around her waist. Kurama pulled her up and away from the top of the steps.

 

“Are you ok fair maiden?” Kurama asked. Lisha blushed and nodded. He put her down, but didn't let go completely, his arm still slung around her waist. “Then let us get you to the safety of your room.”

 

“Y-yeah.” Lisha let Kurama guide her to her bedroom door. “Thanks for tonight, it has to be the best birthday I've had in my entire life.”

 

Kurama smiled down at her. “Get some sleep, I hope you don't mind, but Yukina, Genkai and I have planned a party with your friends. Old and new.”

 

Lisha's eyes lit up. “Really?”

 

“We got all of them to come.”

 

“Really, even Mark?”

 

“Yes, even Mark.”

 

Lisha jumped up into Kurama's arms and hugged him with all her might. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she squealed into his chest. “This really is the best birthday ever!”

 

Kurama set her down. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment before Kurama closed the gap between their mouths. Lisha moved her arms up and around his neck while his hands moved down below her back. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue reached into her mouth and explored every inch. They loved the taste of each other, and let it show. Lisha felt her knees weak and latched her hands closer around his neck, which caused her body to press up closer to Kurama. He responded simply by putting his arms tighter around her waist. They pulled apart for air.

 

Lisha put her head on Kurama's shoulder. “Happy birthday Lisha.” He said.

 

“Thank you.” Lisha breathed. “I'll see you tomorrow.” She then slid into her room closing the door behind her.

 

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“Lindsay, Mark!” Lisha ran over to the door and launched herself into her two friends arms. “You made it! Yay!!”

 

“Good to see you too Lish, but I can't breathe.” Lindsay said. She had just past shoulder length blonde hair, brown eyes behind her glasses. Her outfit was a white long sleeve shirt with an army print jacket, blue jeans and black shoes. Lisha jumped off and muttered an apology. “That's ok. Happy birthday.”

 

The two each held out a bag. Mark had almost shoulder length blonde hair with blue highlights and green eyes. He was wearing army print jeans, a black shirt and red and black-checkered shoes.

 

“I'm just glad that you could make it. Come in, you can put those over there with the rest.” Lisha pointed to a table with various gifts overflowing it. She bounced back inside and jumped over from friend to friend.

 

“She seems happy.” Lindsay said as the two approached the large table.

 

Mark nodded his agreement. “At least she doesn't show the pain that I can see beyond her eyes.” They set the bags by one of the legs of the table.

 

“You always were good at seeing into people's souls. That's why I love you.”

 

Mark put his arm around Lindsay's shoulder. “Hey you two, no mushy stuff here, k?” Lisha said popping up between the two.

 

“Lisha, just because you're jealous, doesn't mean that you have to ruin it for those of us who do have a love life.”

 

“Shows how much you know, I do have a boyfriend.” Lisha's smile widened and her eyes shone through.

 

“Really, how much did you have to pay him?”

 

“Nobody pays him to go out with me.” She stuck her tongue out at Lindsay.

 

“What did I tell you about that tongue of yours Lisha?” Kurama said putting his arms around her shoulder.

 

“Uh, don't, unless I want it wrapped up by,” she giggled, “your mouth.”

 

“I told you that it's very childish.”

 

“'Rama, I can't help my childish manners. I love them, and can't let my youth go. It will stay with me even after I truly become a woman.”

 

Mark carefully observed the interaction between his old friend and the new guy. He was the one that brought her away from her sadness at her parents' funeral. He also noticed that the sadness that remained hidden in her eyes faded when he was around. It was amazing how the mere presence of one man could wipe the sadness away.

 

“So, how'd you two meet?” Lindsay asked, bringing Mark out of his thoughts.

 

“Well, `Rama came and took me away to a better place.” Lisha said, sadness apparent to even Lisha in her eyes.

 

Kurama pulled Lisha closer to him and rubbed her arm. “Can I talk with you?” Mark asked Kurama.

 

“Sure.” Kurama said, then he turned to Lisha. “I'll be right back Lisha, you gonna be ok?”

 

“Hm? Oh, yes, I'll just talk with Lindsay.” Lisha said stepping out of Kurama's arms. “Be nice to my Kurama, Mark.”

 

“Aren't I always?” Mark said with a smirk.

 

“Mark, I'm warning you,” Lindsay said, “if you do anything to make this one break up with her, so help me, you will never be able to have children. If she breaks up with him, I want it to be her decision, not because you threatened him.”

 

Lisha placed a hand on Lindsay's shoulder. “Don't worry Lindsay, `Rama's strong, and won't get scared away like my last four boyfriends.” She shot a quick glare at Mark.

 

“Yeah, yeah.”

 

Mark and Kurama walked off to the outside.

 

“So, why didn't I receive notice of this boyfriend?” Lindsay teased.

 

“Shut up.” Lisha replied. “Keiko! Glad you're here!” She rushed off to greet her friend.

 

Kurama and Mark walked down out to the middle of the large field. Once they reached the center, Mark stopped and turned around. Kurama stopped as well.

 

“What was it you wanted to talk to me about?” Kurama asked.

 

Mark pulled in a deep breath. “I just wanted to have a quick word with you that's all. I haven't seen Lisha since her parents' death. Her sorrow clouded her aura and nothing shone past it. Now, none is left, but I can see slight sadness in her eyes. But your mere presence there deletes it all.”

 

Kurama closed his eyes. “She still cries herself to sleep, and she still has a few conversations with herself about it.”

 

Mark sweatdropped. “She still does that eh?” He shook his head. “Respect her or you'll have me to deal with.”

 

Kurama chuckled. “Yes, I know. I was raised to respect everyone.”

 

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Inside, Lisha stared off into the corner for quite a while. Standing there, was a girl who didn't look much older than her. She had mid-back length black hair and blue bangs that framed her face. Her deep blue eyes held more sadness than Lisha's had when her parents' died. Her height was about 5'3, just one inch shorter than Hiei. (*I made Hiei taller for the sake of EveryoneIsFruit who I based her character after*)

 

She approached the girl, who wasn't familiar to her. “Excuse me?” Lisha said with a smile.

 

The girl looked up. “Yes?”

 

“I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but I'm afraid that I don't know you. I'm Lisha.” She held out her hand.

 

“Uh…” The girl stared at her hand. “Oh!” She took Lisha's hand. “I'm Azriel.” Her voice was very soft and quiet.

 

“Nice to meet you Azzie.”

 

Azriel's eye twitched. “Anything but Azzie.”

 

“Nope, now I have to call you it.” Lisha smiled.

 

“You're not serious, are you?”

 

“I'm afraid that she is Yame.” Hiei said next to them.

 

Lisha jumped. “Firecracker, what did I tell you about sneaking up on me like that?”

 

“Hn.”

 

“Do you know her?” Lisha and Azriel asked at the same time.

 

Hiei nodded. “Lisha, this is my mate, Yame. Yame, this is one of the assignments that I've told you about.”

 

“So, I'm guessing that the mission was a failure.” Azriel smirked.

 

“What's that supposed to mean?” Lisha glared. “The only assignment was to take me away from my parents' funeral, and to make sure that I'm protected.”

 

“Hmmm, and are you pregnant yet?”

 

“Wha-?”

 

“You're still a virgin aren't you?” Azriel gave a quick sniff. “Yup, I guess that the `mission' is still a full success.”

 

“A bit sarcastic aren't we?”

 

“Sarcasm is my life!”

 

“How long have you two been mates?”

 

“About two years. We became mates just after I had been turned into a half vampire when I was fifteen.”

 

“So you're seventeen?” Lisha cocked her head to the side. Azriel nodded. “Wow, you mated young.”

 

“Age has nothing to do with the feeling of love.”

 

“Yame, I suggest you close your mouth before you say something that can and will be used against you by this baka onna.” Hiei said.

 

“Hey Firecracker?” Lisha asked.

 

“Hn?”

 

“Why don't you call us by our names. I mean Yame is probably one of Azzie's names, but why do you call me onna?” Lisha's head cocked to the other side. Two arms found their way around her shoulders causing her to shriek. She calmed down when she saw a bit of red hair fall in front of her face. “'Rama! Don't do that!”

 

Kurama smirked. “Sorry Lish, but I think you were starting to annoy Hiei.”

 

Lisha leaned back into Kurama's embrace. “But you know that that's just my job, it's so easy to annoy him.”

 

Azriel leaned on Hiei's shoulder. “It is, isn't it?” She gave Hiei a quick peck on the cheek. A growl formed very low in Hiei's throat meant mostly as an annoyed warning. “What's wrong Hiei, aren't I allowed to love my mate?”

 

“Hn.”

 

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“Y'know Mark, I think that you're right about him.” Lindsay said as the descended the stairs of Genkai's temple. “She seems happier than she's ever been in her life.”

 

“All the sadness melts away from her eyes, and is filled only with love and happiness.” Mark said. “But-”

 

“But what?”

 

“Kurama, it's his eyes, they seem older than he lets on. He's also a youkai.”

 

“I don't see how that's a problem.”

 

They made their way to the train station that would take them home. “Didn't you notice that most of the new people that she had there were either youkai or had strong reiki?”

 

“Mark, you know that I can't see into people's souls or auras like you can.” She put her ticket on the scanner and walked onto the platform. “But I didn't get any threatening vibes from anyone.”

 

Mark followed her onto the platform. “That's a slight relief. I hope that her happiness will shine through forever.”

 

They stepped onto the train. “We can only hope, Mark, we can only hope.”

 

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