Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Never Before, Never Again ❯ 1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Ayane Shinata 
Ayane scopes out the island when she's found by Kuwabara! Will she get booted or will he be allowed to stick around? And what's she hiding...?
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 03.18.2012 | Updated On: 06.06.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 327 | Status: Work In Progress
Ayane scopes out the island when she's found by Kuwabara! Will she get booted or will he be allowed to stick around? And what's she hiding...?
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 03.18.2012 | Updated On: 06.06.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 327 | Status: Work In Progress
Ayane: Bah. Have to upload this one chapter at a time on mediaminer…
(Hiei stares)
Ayane: What now?
Hiei: Moron. You could just not put it on yet another site…
Ayane: …Shut up.
Kurama: Lady Ayane does not own YYH. She does own her OC(s).
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Never Before, Never Again
Chapter One
She had worked hard to get to where she was. She had trained hard and had even found a team to accept her. She was right where she wanted to be.
Ah, The Dark Tournament would be sweet.
Grinning to herself in the moonlight a week before the tournament was to commence, the black-haired girl silently thanked the one who was hosting it this time around: Yusuke Urameshi. Despite the fact that up until a few months ago everyone in the Makai thought he was human, she had been cheering him on at the last tournament. She giggled slightly to herself, knowing he was in no way the reason she had been cheering his team on. Her thoughts drifted to his shorter companion: Hiei. Blood crept to her cheeks. She had never really been a fighter before she saw him fighting and destroying everything in his path. It was, in a word, beautiful. Since the brutal conclusion of that tournament she had trained hard, working to prove herself and maybe one day show him what she was capable of.
He had become a bit of an obsession to her – even more so when she found out that he, too, was a Forbidden Child. Though his past was more unsettling than her own, she was almost proud of him for rising from that troubled life.
She shook her head fiercely, knowing she was being ridiculous.
“Who are you? You shouldn’t be here, Miss. This is private land,” a curious voice spoke from behind her. She had sensed the man’s approach although she had been caught up in her own thoughts and turned to him now, smiling.
“Kazuma-san, ne?” she asked lightly, bowing, her hazel eyes taking him in. She was almost amazed at his height; he towered over her. “I’m Ayane Shinata. My team and I plan to fight here next week. I was just curious about the layout of the land. Urameshi-sama sure chose a beautiful island.” She flashed a charming smile at him. “Honestly, I meant no harm.”
He looked at her sternly for a moment before grinning back and taking her by the wrist, pulling her towards the hotel that had been built only weeks earlier. His actions took her by surprise and, as though reading her mind, he explained that “the gang and Yukina-san” might like to meet her. As this news washed over her, her eyes widened.
“N-no! I can’t meet him yet!” she cried, trying to pull her arm free. Kuwabara paused mid-step and looked questioningly at her. “I…I’m supposed to meet him in battle…”
“Who?”
She blushed and stared at the ground. “Uhm… Never mind. It’s not important.” She urged herself to act normal and keep up a mental block as Kuwabara resumed pulling her to the group’s room.
“Hey, guys, look what I found! She was wondering around outside; she’s part of Shou’s team!” Kuwabara exclaimed as they entered the room. “This is Ayane Shinata. Don’t worry, she wasn’t spying. She was telling the truth.”
Ayane looked up at him, confused at how he could “just tell” but shook it off and scanned the room. Her eyes found Hiei and she had to force herself to breathe normally so her breath did not hitch. She bowed to the room. “Good evening everyone.”
“Hey, Ayane-san,” the dark-haired boy, who she instantly recognized as Yusuke, greeted. He motioned to the empty spot next to him. She instantly moved to him, thinking it to be quite disrespectful if she ignored or declined him.
“It’s a pleasure, Urameshi-sama.”
“Gah, would you not call me that?!” He shook his head. “Anyway…not often we meet youkai who have last names.”
“Not that they tell you about…” she mumbled though he and the others caught it.
“This is true, Lady Ayane,” the red-head agreed, smiling. She recognized him as the infamous Youko Kurama, though in his human form. His use of the term “lady” before her name caught everyone’s attention.
'He knows…' she thought, horror on her face. 'Gods, if he knows… This is bad. He’s his closest friend…'
“Why’d you call her that, Kurama?” Kuwabara asked, not having tact enough to ask after she left.
Kurama smiled knowingly at her and shook his head. “That’s a story for her to tell, if she wants. It’s not my story to tell. I heard it by chance in the Makai one day.”
“Always the lady’s man, eh, Kurama?” Yusuke laughed, easily telling that she would not share and attempting to change the subject. “So, Ayane-san, what brings you here anyway? Get too excited? Couldn’t wait anymore?” he teased.
She smiled smally. “Something like that. Just getting to know the lay of the land, is all.”
“Hn. This is annoying. Send her home, Urameshi,” the smallest member of their team grunted from the window sill. There was no stopping the blush that crossed her features as he spoke, even though he was only telling them to kick her out. She bit down on her lower lip and noticed Kurama grinning at her from the corner of her eye. Eyes narrowing and blush fading, she sent him a brief, mental message that if he breathes a word about it she would gouge his pretty green eyes out. This sent him into a laughing fit and all of the boys turned to look at him in pure confusion.
“S-sorry. I just remembered a joke…” he played it off then looked at her, eyes serious. >Lady Ayane, you’re no fighter. You and I both know that.< Hiei had gone back to staring out the window and the other two had started a drinking game between them.
She shifted her eyes to the side. >How much do you know about me, Kurama-san?<
>I met Beken before he died.< Her eyes widened. >So, yes, I know of your past. I have also heard you have been asking around the Makai about Hiei over there… Well, a girl of your description.<
She shut her eyes and leaned back against the couch. >Damn…<
>Hiei has no idea who you are or that you’re interested,< he assured her.
>Oh, that’s comforting!< A smile crept across her face. >…I wouldn’t really gouge your eyes out…< Even just the image made her uncomfortable. >Violence normally isn’t my thing, but I had to learn to fight… I had to meet him.<
Kurama exchanged seats with Yusuke and, after a few moments, asked Ayane if she wanted to go for a walk. Kuwabara and Yusuke whistled, made cat-calls, and teased him about “fraternizing with the enemy.” To that, Hiei made a comment that he was unaware Kuwabara knew such a big word. Ayane and Kurama used the argument as a distraction to escape. For a while they walked in silence.
“They’re right, you know. If we become friends I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fight against you,” she stated. “I’m still not sure I’ll be able to even throw a punch at Hiei-dono… If we even make it that far.”
He patted her on the head. “And if you don’t?”
She frowned. “Then I’ll just be another useless weakling to him…” They continued in silence for a while longer, stopping in a little clearing. Ayane smiled up at the full moon, soaking in its light. “He really did pick a beautiful place. Oh! How far back in his lineage did Urameshi-sama trace?” she asked, suddenly concerned again.
“Not nearly that far,” he reassured her. “Beken never came up. He stopped with Raizen. He didn’t want or need to know anymore than that.”
She smiled faintly. “Well, that’s good.” She paused, gnawing on her lower lip. “Uhm. Hiei-dono was with Mukuro for a while, ne? Were they…close?” She felt silly for asking and blushed a bit.
“I’m not quite sure. I believe he was just looking for company after the team split for a while. Did they love each other? Of that I’m not sure… I do know they took care of each other for a while, though. Although, the first chance he got, he came back with the team.”
“Must have been tough on her,” she sighed. “Maybe she should have gone with him.”
“I think he purposely left her behind.”
“Huh.”
“So, what was your plan? Wanted to watch him while he trained?” Kurama teased.
She blushed heavily. “You’re a jerk,” she muttered, punching his shoulder.
“Hey, you trained hard, huh?” he laughed, rubbing his shoulder.
“No way I hurt you! I’m sorry! I haven’t gotten used to holding back…” She frowned and put her hand on his shoulder, sending a light pulse of healing energy.
“You punched my already injured shoulder,” he assured her, allowing her to continue.
She rolled her eyes. “That boosts my confidence.”
“Sorry,” he laughed. “Hey. If you’re not ready for this you can still resign.”
“No! I have to show him what I’ve done for him! I have to prove myself!”
Kurama rubbed his ears, grinning. “Okay, okay. Sorry.”
“Kit. Stop blocking me out and get your ass back to the hotel,” Hiei’s rough voice came from above them. Ayane’s eyes widened and she blushed; how long had he been there?
The red-head looked up into the tree. “Hiei, you can come down here, you know.”
“Hn.” His crimson eyes were suddenly glaring her down. “Kit, it’s time to go.”
“Well we can’t very well let Lady Ayane out here alone.” Man, she wanted to kick him for calling her that in front of him; he was going to get nosy. “We should get her a room.”
Hiei, instead of responding, began walking back towards the hotel. Ayane and Kurama shared a look; she was a bit frustrated she would be unable to discuss the man ahead of them. Kurama smiled amusedly to let her know Hiei was sending him mental messages, asking what the pair had been talking about. She smiled back, not sure why she was trusting him with the secrets she held.
“So, Kurama-kun, do I get my own private room then since all my teammates are boys or should I talk to Urameshi-sama about that?” she asked lightly.
Kurama chuckled slightly. “Yusuke will probably give you your own room. Not sure which one is yours, though. He has that list, not me. Hiei, you’ve seen the list, ne?” The fire youkai grunted. “Think you could take her to her room? I need to collect some herbs before I can return.” He purposely ignored Ayane’s silent protests as Hiei grunted again. “Thank you, Hiei. If you could follow Hiei, Lady Ayane, he will take you to your room.” He smiled innocently at her enraged face then waved and made a swift turn to the left.
“Don’t get lost, Girl,” Hiei muttered.
“H-hai, Hiei-dono!” she exclaimed, blushing bright red as she said that. She kept her eyes averted to ignore the look he was giving her. It was uncomfortably silent for her as they walked. She noticed him trying to pry her mind a few times but coolly pushed him out. Finally tiring of the game, she glanced at him. “Could you stop that?” she whispered.
“Hn.” Just to defy her, he tried once more. She pushed him out again, more forceful this time. He growled at her. Despite herself, she giggled. When the Jagan he kept hidden under his bandana began to glow, however, she knew she was in trouble. He poked and prodded as she did her best to keep him out. A light sweat had broken out on her forehead by the time he smirked and withdrew. “You’ll prove to be interesting, Girl,” he stated.
She felt a rush of pleasure well up inside her and smiled to herself, being careful to make sure he was actually keeping out of her mind. She was almost disappointed as he dropped her off at her room and walked across the hall and into his team’s room. “You’ll prove to be interesting, Girl,” echoed in her mind. She set her door lock up: a retinal, fingerprint, and aura scan. Feeling light, she checked out the luggage that she had sent three days earlier. Everything seemed to be in place except… She scowled. Of course they had gone through her stuff. She opened the door and went across the hall, banging on the Urameshi team’s door. Yusuke swung it open, grinning at her.
“Hey, Ayane-san! What’s up?”
She took a deep breath and looked steadily up at him. “I am missing several of my own belongings, Urameshi-sama. I hate to be disrespectful, but I want them back now!”
“What’re you missing?”
A blush dusted her features. “W-well, I’m missing my katana, my shuriken – pretty much all of my weapons – and some…personal stuff…”
“Like what?”Kuwabara asked from inside.
She twitched. “You both know what. Give me back my stuff!” They were acting like evil older brothers and she was having none of it.
“Not until you tell us everything you’re missing,” Yusuke laughed.
“Hn. Morons.” Hiei motioned to one of the closed doors without looking at her.
Ayane barreled inside the room without a second thought and gathered all her belongings then raced out of there with a speed that would rival Hiei’s. She dropped her stuff off in her room then knocked on Team Urameshi’s door again. It was Kuwabara who sheepishly opened it this time, Yusuke laughing further in the room.
“You guys are pigs. I would honestly take much pleasure harming both of you and I do so hope I get that chance,” she said, her voice sweet yet dripping with malice. “You guys touch my personal belongings again and you can bet I will show you no mercy. And trust me, I won’t limit it to physical violence.” She heard Hiei chuckle over on his window sill and felt a slight boost of confidence. “See you guys around.” With that, she retired to her room for the night, feeling light and content. She had gotten complimented by and talked to the only reason she was here. There was no way she could be happier at this moment unless… She shook her head, blushing. There was absolutely no way that could happen. Maybe one day, but not tonight… She dressed in one of the nightgowns she had just recovered from them and lay down under her blankets, almost instantly falling into a peaceful sleep.
~*~*~The Gang~*~*~
“She’s a bit scary. You see something in her, Kurama?” Kuwabara snorted.
Kurama chuckled, having just returned to the room and been told about the incident. “She is strong indeed. Mind you, she worked hard in order to be accepted here.” He smiled faintly. “I believe good things will happen to her.”
“Ya got something for her, Kurama?” Yusuke chuckled.
“Hm? Oh, nothing like that. Even if it was, she’s devoted to one and one only.”
“Do we know him?” Kurama paused, chuckled, then stood and left to enter his room in the suite. “Well what the hell does that mean?”
Hiei’s crimson eyes watched the fox suspiciously before returning to the outside.
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Ayane: Bah. Another site to adjust to...
Hiei: They took your nightgowns?...
Ayane: And some undergarments… (blushes)
Hiei: Hn. Morons.
Yusuke: Hahaha. That was great. Review, please!
(Hiei stares)
Ayane: What now?
Hiei: Moron. You could just not put it on yet another site…
Ayane: …Shut up.
Kurama: Lady Ayane does not own YYH. She does own her OC(s).
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Never Before, Never Again
Chapter One
She had worked hard to get to where she was. She had trained hard and had even found a team to accept her. She was right where she wanted to be.
Ah, The Dark Tournament would be sweet.
Grinning to herself in the moonlight a week before the tournament was to commence, the black-haired girl silently thanked the one who was hosting it this time around: Yusuke Urameshi. Despite the fact that up until a few months ago everyone in the Makai thought he was human, she had been cheering him on at the last tournament. She giggled slightly to herself, knowing he was in no way the reason she had been cheering his team on. Her thoughts drifted to his shorter companion: Hiei. Blood crept to her cheeks. She had never really been a fighter before she saw him fighting and destroying everything in his path. It was, in a word, beautiful. Since the brutal conclusion of that tournament she had trained hard, working to prove herself and maybe one day show him what she was capable of.
He had become a bit of an obsession to her – even more so when she found out that he, too, was a Forbidden Child. Though his past was more unsettling than her own, she was almost proud of him for rising from that troubled life.
She shook her head fiercely, knowing she was being ridiculous.
“Who are you? You shouldn’t be here, Miss. This is private land,” a curious voice spoke from behind her. She had sensed the man’s approach although she had been caught up in her own thoughts and turned to him now, smiling.
“Kazuma-san, ne?” she asked lightly, bowing, her hazel eyes taking him in. She was almost amazed at his height; he towered over her. “I’m Ayane Shinata. My team and I plan to fight here next week. I was just curious about the layout of the land. Urameshi-sama sure chose a beautiful island.” She flashed a charming smile at him. “Honestly, I meant no harm.”
He looked at her sternly for a moment before grinning back and taking her by the wrist, pulling her towards the hotel that had been built only weeks earlier. His actions took her by surprise and, as though reading her mind, he explained that “the gang and Yukina-san” might like to meet her. As this news washed over her, her eyes widened.
“N-no! I can’t meet him yet!” she cried, trying to pull her arm free. Kuwabara paused mid-step and looked questioningly at her. “I…I’m supposed to meet him in battle…”
“Who?”
She blushed and stared at the ground. “Uhm… Never mind. It’s not important.” She urged herself to act normal and keep up a mental block as Kuwabara resumed pulling her to the group’s room.
“Hey, guys, look what I found! She was wondering around outside; she’s part of Shou’s team!” Kuwabara exclaimed as they entered the room. “This is Ayane Shinata. Don’t worry, she wasn’t spying. She was telling the truth.”
Ayane looked up at him, confused at how he could “just tell” but shook it off and scanned the room. Her eyes found Hiei and she had to force herself to breathe normally so her breath did not hitch. She bowed to the room. “Good evening everyone.”
“Hey, Ayane-san,” the dark-haired boy, who she instantly recognized as Yusuke, greeted. He motioned to the empty spot next to him. She instantly moved to him, thinking it to be quite disrespectful if she ignored or declined him.
“It’s a pleasure, Urameshi-sama.”
“Gah, would you not call me that?!” He shook his head. “Anyway…not often we meet youkai who have last names.”
“Not that they tell you about…” she mumbled though he and the others caught it.
“This is true, Lady Ayane,” the red-head agreed, smiling. She recognized him as the infamous Youko Kurama, though in his human form. His use of the term “lady” before her name caught everyone’s attention.
'He knows…' she thought, horror on her face. 'Gods, if he knows… This is bad. He’s his closest friend…'
“Why’d you call her that, Kurama?” Kuwabara asked, not having tact enough to ask after she left.
Kurama smiled knowingly at her and shook his head. “That’s a story for her to tell, if she wants. It’s not my story to tell. I heard it by chance in the Makai one day.”
“Always the lady’s man, eh, Kurama?” Yusuke laughed, easily telling that she would not share and attempting to change the subject. “So, Ayane-san, what brings you here anyway? Get too excited? Couldn’t wait anymore?” he teased.
She smiled smally. “Something like that. Just getting to know the lay of the land, is all.”
“Hn. This is annoying. Send her home, Urameshi,” the smallest member of their team grunted from the window sill. There was no stopping the blush that crossed her features as he spoke, even though he was only telling them to kick her out. She bit down on her lower lip and noticed Kurama grinning at her from the corner of her eye. Eyes narrowing and blush fading, she sent him a brief, mental message that if he breathes a word about it she would gouge his pretty green eyes out. This sent him into a laughing fit and all of the boys turned to look at him in pure confusion.
“S-sorry. I just remembered a joke…” he played it off then looked at her, eyes serious. >Lady Ayane, you’re no fighter. You and I both know that.< Hiei had gone back to staring out the window and the other two had started a drinking game between them.
She shifted her eyes to the side. >How much do you know about me, Kurama-san?<
>I met Beken before he died.< Her eyes widened. >So, yes, I know of your past. I have also heard you have been asking around the Makai about Hiei over there… Well, a girl of your description.<
She shut her eyes and leaned back against the couch. >Damn…<
>Hiei has no idea who you are or that you’re interested,< he assured her.
>Oh, that’s comforting!< A smile crept across her face. >…I wouldn’t really gouge your eyes out…< Even just the image made her uncomfortable. >Violence normally isn’t my thing, but I had to learn to fight… I had to meet him.<
Kurama exchanged seats with Yusuke and, after a few moments, asked Ayane if she wanted to go for a walk. Kuwabara and Yusuke whistled, made cat-calls, and teased him about “fraternizing with the enemy.” To that, Hiei made a comment that he was unaware Kuwabara knew such a big word. Ayane and Kurama used the argument as a distraction to escape. For a while they walked in silence.
“They’re right, you know. If we become friends I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fight against you,” she stated. “I’m still not sure I’ll be able to even throw a punch at Hiei-dono… If we even make it that far.”
He patted her on the head. “And if you don’t?”
She frowned. “Then I’ll just be another useless weakling to him…” They continued in silence for a while longer, stopping in a little clearing. Ayane smiled up at the full moon, soaking in its light. “He really did pick a beautiful place. Oh! How far back in his lineage did Urameshi-sama trace?” she asked, suddenly concerned again.
“Not nearly that far,” he reassured her. “Beken never came up. He stopped with Raizen. He didn’t want or need to know anymore than that.”
She smiled faintly. “Well, that’s good.” She paused, gnawing on her lower lip. “Uhm. Hiei-dono was with Mukuro for a while, ne? Were they…close?” She felt silly for asking and blushed a bit.
“I’m not quite sure. I believe he was just looking for company after the team split for a while. Did they love each other? Of that I’m not sure… I do know they took care of each other for a while, though. Although, the first chance he got, he came back with the team.”
“Must have been tough on her,” she sighed. “Maybe she should have gone with him.”
“I think he purposely left her behind.”
“Huh.”
“So, what was your plan? Wanted to watch him while he trained?” Kurama teased.
She blushed heavily. “You’re a jerk,” she muttered, punching his shoulder.
“Hey, you trained hard, huh?” he laughed, rubbing his shoulder.
“No way I hurt you! I’m sorry! I haven’t gotten used to holding back…” She frowned and put her hand on his shoulder, sending a light pulse of healing energy.
“You punched my already injured shoulder,” he assured her, allowing her to continue.
She rolled her eyes. “That boosts my confidence.”
“Sorry,” he laughed. “Hey. If you’re not ready for this you can still resign.”
“No! I have to show him what I’ve done for him! I have to prove myself!”
Kurama rubbed his ears, grinning. “Okay, okay. Sorry.”
“Kit. Stop blocking me out and get your ass back to the hotel,” Hiei’s rough voice came from above them. Ayane’s eyes widened and she blushed; how long had he been there?
The red-head looked up into the tree. “Hiei, you can come down here, you know.”
“Hn.” His crimson eyes were suddenly glaring her down. “Kit, it’s time to go.”
“Well we can’t very well let Lady Ayane out here alone.” Man, she wanted to kick him for calling her that in front of him; he was going to get nosy. “We should get her a room.”
Hiei, instead of responding, began walking back towards the hotel. Ayane and Kurama shared a look; she was a bit frustrated she would be unable to discuss the man ahead of them. Kurama smiled amusedly to let her know Hiei was sending him mental messages, asking what the pair had been talking about. She smiled back, not sure why she was trusting him with the secrets she held.
“So, Kurama-kun, do I get my own private room then since all my teammates are boys or should I talk to Urameshi-sama about that?” she asked lightly.
Kurama chuckled slightly. “Yusuke will probably give you your own room. Not sure which one is yours, though. He has that list, not me. Hiei, you’ve seen the list, ne?” The fire youkai grunted. “Think you could take her to her room? I need to collect some herbs before I can return.” He purposely ignored Ayane’s silent protests as Hiei grunted again. “Thank you, Hiei. If you could follow Hiei, Lady Ayane, he will take you to your room.” He smiled innocently at her enraged face then waved and made a swift turn to the left.
“Don’t get lost, Girl,” Hiei muttered.
“H-hai, Hiei-dono!” she exclaimed, blushing bright red as she said that. She kept her eyes averted to ignore the look he was giving her. It was uncomfortably silent for her as they walked. She noticed him trying to pry her mind a few times but coolly pushed him out. Finally tiring of the game, she glanced at him. “Could you stop that?” she whispered.
“Hn.” Just to defy her, he tried once more. She pushed him out again, more forceful this time. He growled at her. Despite herself, she giggled. When the Jagan he kept hidden under his bandana began to glow, however, she knew she was in trouble. He poked and prodded as she did her best to keep him out. A light sweat had broken out on her forehead by the time he smirked and withdrew. “You’ll prove to be interesting, Girl,” he stated.
She felt a rush of pleasure well up inside her and smiled to herself, being careful to make sure he was actually keeping out of her mind. She was almost disappointed as he dropped her off at her room and walked across the hall and into his team’s room. “You’ll prove to be interesting, Girl,” echoed in her mind. She set her door lock up: a retinal, fingerprint, and aura scan. Feeling light, she checked out the luggage that she had sent three days earlier. Everything seemed to be in place except… She scowled. Of course they had gone through her stuff. She opened the door and went across the hall, banging on the Urameshi team’s door. Yusuke swung it open, grinning at her.
“Hey, Ayane-san! What’s up?”
She took a deep breath and looked steadily up at him. “I am missing several of my own belongings, Urameshi-sama. I hate to be disrespectful, but I want them back now!”
“What’re you missing?”
A blush dusted her features. “W-well, I’m missing my katana, my shuriken – pretty much all of my weapons – and some…personal stuff…”
“Like what?”Kuwabara asked from inside.
She twitched. “You both know what. Give me back my stuff!” They were acting like evil older brothers and she was having none of it.
“Not until you tell us everything you’re missing,” Yusuke laughed.
“Hn. Morons.” Hiei motioned to one of the closed doors without looking at her.
Ayane barreled inside the room without a second thought and gathered all her belongings then raced out of there with a speed that would rival Hiei’s. She dropped her stuff off in her room then knocked on Team Urameshi’s door again. It was Kuwabara who sheepishly opened it this time, Yusuke laughing further in the room.
“You guys are pigs. I would honestly take much pleasure harming both of you and I do so hope I get that chance,” she said, her voice sweet yet dripping with malice. “You guys touch my personal belongings again and you can bet I will show you no mercy. And trust me, I won’t limit it to physical violence.” She heard Hiei chuckle over on his window sill and felt a slight boost of confidence. “See you guys around.” With that, she retired to her room for the night, feeling light and content. She had gotten complimented by and talked to the only reason she was here. There was no way she could be happier at this moment unless… She shook her head, blushing. There was absolutely no way that could happen. Maybe one day, but not tonight… She dressed in one of the nightgowns she had just recovered from them and lay down under her blankets, almost instantly falling into a peaceful sleep.
~*~*~The Gang~*~*~
“She’s a bit scary. You see something in her, Kurama?” Kuwabara snorted.
Kurama chuckled, having just returned to the room and been told about the incident. “She is strong indeed. Mind you, she worked hard in order to be accepted here.” He smiled faintly. “I believe good things will happen to her.”
“Ya got something for her, Kurama?” Yusuke chuckled.
“Hm? Oh, nothing like that. Even if it was, she’s devoted to one and one only.”
“Do we know him?” Kurama paused, chuckled, then stood and left to enter his room in the suite. “Well what the hell does that mean?”
Hiei’s crimson eyes watched the fox suspiciously before returning to the outside.
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Ayane: Bah. Another site to adjust to...
Hiei: They took your nightgowns?...
Ayane: And some undergarments… (blushes)
Hiei: Hn. Morons.
Yusuke: Hahaha. That was great. Review, please!