Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Rainstorms ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

Okay, this is going up for consideration. I know, I know…it's a Hiei/OC, please don't kill me. Read? Please? *Silvertales shows watering puppy eyes and a pouting lip worthy of Angelina Jolie herself* It would make me so happy! *Tears start coming, Hiei enters in*

Hiei: What? *reads first chapter* Another OC…hn.

Silvertales: Don't rub it in Hiei. I almost didn't post this, you know.

Hiei: It would have been better if you left it to rot on your harddrive.

Silvertales: Just for that, I'm putting you with Kuwabarra next time. No more Kurama for you, buddie boy!

Hiei: The Idiot?! No! You can't do that to me!

Silvertales: While I'm thinking about it…do the disclaimer…

Hiei: Hn, fine…*reads off cue card* She doesn't own Yu Yu Hakusho but she does own Amaya. Be warned, there is language. *burns cue card with a small `poof'* Well, have you decided?

Silvertales: No. On with the story!

Hiei: Hey wait! I want an answer…*gets cut off by falling opening paragraph*

I sighed as I opened my eyes. God, another nightmare. When are these things going to stop?!

I didn't cringe as I heard the thunder or see the lightning. After all my name is Amaya. It means "Night Rain". My mother named me that because on the night I was born, the biggest flood in 45 years devoured most of downtown. Little did she know, I was the one who caused it.

My amazing ability to control rain and storms has always been with me, ever since my birth. Honestly, I can't figure out how I caused a flood the night of my birth. It took me almost 6 years to learn how to conjure up a small rain cloud with my Spirit Energy. Now, 10 years later, I'm fully able to cause one hell of a storm. Not only outside but inside my house as well.

My mother and I don't get along well. We never have. My parents divorced when I was 6, the same year I learned how to control my powers for the first time. I think it was the stress of the divorce that really gave my ki a good kick in the ass.

I untangled myself from the sheets and walked over to my window. I tugged it opened and after a few pulls it flew open with a crash.

I didn't care if the damned glass broke, I needed to get the hell out of here. I heard a slight groan and bed springs creaking from my mother's room and I again, sighed. I think I sigh too much.

I hoisted my whole body out the window onto the ledge just as my mother flicked on the weak hall light, the sickly beam of light drifting under my door.

"Amaya! You better damned well be in that bed when I open this door or otherwise young lady, I'll have your head!!" I rolled my eyes ("Only if you can catch it, mommy dearest,") as I dropped off the ledge onto the sagging porch roof, the wet shingles shifting under my weight.

I heard my bedroom door slam open and…"GOD DAMN IT AMAYA! GET THE FUCK BACK HERE!!!"

I hit the wet grass running, into the street and into the rain…not really caring where I ended up, just as long as it wasn't anywhere near my psycho mother.

I stopped when my lungs burned and my legs felt as though they would fall off. I looked up for the first time since I fell out my window. I scoffed as I realized where I was.

"The park…dammit…figures. Fuck," the rain was now coming down in a steady, warm stream down my forehead and into my mouth. The rain was sweetened with my sweat that it had washed from my skin and I reached up to brush my hair away from my eyes.

I looked around again, this time more closely. A bench was nearby but I didn't feel like sitting, though my legs groaned and complained as I made them walk past the inviting wooden bench.

"Oh shut up…we'll sit in a minute. Just let me see where we are," I hissed down and for a moment, I thought that my convincing had worked but then my legs went back to whining and creaking with every step I took.

I came upon a great puddle in the middle of the park. No, it wasn't a puddle. It was the damned lake, and I nearly walked straight into it. Not that anymore water would have hurt me by then, I was soaked straight thru to my skin, my night shirt clinging to my body in a way that would have made me very uncomfortable around a certain person.

"Yusuke…" I whispered into the rain. I sighed, again, and plopped down on the bank of the puddle, my legs muttering silent thank yous.

Yes, I had a crush…no…a giant crush on Yusuke Urameshi, okay?! So sue me. And yes, I have dreams about him. Expect that when girls my age usually dream about their crushes those dreams consist of nice kisses and hugs and maybe some sex but no…not my dreams. I had to go and be different…just like everything else.

I tilted my head up into the rain and closed my eyes, letting the rain fall on my face full force. The rain was coming harder now but still there was no wind. And there wouldn't be. After all and everything, I don't control the winds.

Our humble little city had been getting a lot more thunderstorms lately, and if one was an experienced meteorologist, one would know that there was seemingly no good reason for them. No cold front coming in from the west, no tropical storm in the bays, nothing. Expect for the real reason, that no person on this earth will ever know about. A reason that won't be found on a radar screen.

My nightmares about Yusuke Urameshi.

I laid down in the mud on the bank of the puddle and settled in. The mud, even though it was mud, was warm and comfortable and made a good bed. Until it dried. Then it was just a pain in the ass to get out of.

The rain continued to pound me as I remembered the nightmare. It stared off innocently enough. Yusuke dumped Keiko and she storms off, slapping him in the face. I rush over and hug him tight and he professes his love for me and I him. Great, good and wonderbär right? Oh just hold your pants folks! It gets even better from here on out!

He leans down to kiss me and I close my eyes, anticipating the kiss. Well, it never comes, I'll tell you that right now so all of you gutter dwellers can go find a tree and, yeah, you know what I'm gonna say. I open my eyes and Yusuke has turned into a green monster with eyes all over his body. His usually tame, slicked back hair has suddenly defied gravity and is sticking straight up. He has also shrunk a considerable bit.

He smiles and laughs at me, saying that I'm his `mate' or some other animalistic comment like that, it changes from night to night, and then he proceeds to grab me.

Usually this is where the dream stops. I wake, gasping and panting in bed, the sheets and pillows either entangled with my body or on the floor. But tonight…

I shivered, a chill going thru my body. The mud and rain have suddenly lost their warmth and gentleness as the next part of the dream floods into my mind.

Tonight…tonight the dream didn't stop there. As if someone was up there punishing me, it didn't stop there. Monster-Yusuke grabs me, like I've said, and throws me down to the ground. I'm screaming bloody murder as he rips off my clothing and starts to hit me and well, do other inappropriate things to my body. He rapes me hard and leaves me cold and alone to die, then I woke.

I clench my eyes tight and try to will the image of this away but I can't. I scream out and grasp my hands in my mud ridden, wet hair. I scream and scream but you can't hear me over the rain. For it is now raining like it must've rained for Noah and his Ark to be able to set sail.

I drift off into a fitful sleep, the mud sucking my body in further.

I'm alone in a room. A dark room, no one is around. I sigh and silently thank God that I'm alone finally. Finally, I am totally and utterly alone.

But not for long, I hear a voice whisper in my ear.

I know it is the Monster. The demon that haunts my every moment. I cry out in pain as he grabs me around my waist and pulls me to his body. Tears are streaming down my face but I cannot scream. No, I cannot scream for my voice is raspy and had given out long ago. I have only my rain to comfort me.

Don't make it rain, don't make it rain, the Monster whispers in my ear. I am so shocked that the downpour does halt and the room is left with the sound of dripping water. The dripping water, and the pounding of my heart.

I do not like the rain, you see. It makes me lose what little control I have left when I'm around you. Do not make it rain, and there will be no more suffering on your part. Look at me, Look at me! The Monster commands. I make a small sound of fear as I unclench my eyes. My mouth falls open in a daze as I realize that the person standing in front of me is not Yusuke Urameshi. Nor is it the Monster that had invaded my dreams so many countless nights.

Instead it is a short boy…no…not a boy…a man that stands before me. He has hair so ebony black that it shines blue in the twilight of the room. A lighting bolt of white encircles his bangs and a third eye, that shone golden on his forehead. Two blood red eyes stared at me from behind the golden light.

The man was dressed all in black expect for a white scarf that he had slung around his neck. It draped off his small shoulder in a most pristine way. A katana was tied around his waist and his hands were at his sides.

My name is Hiei, said the man. I do not mean to harm you. I am afraid that I have over stepped my boundaries before and for that, I am deeply indebted to you.

The short man gave a terse bow, which seemed almost painful for him. He must be a very proud person.

You are correct in your observations, human. I usually do not apologize so profusely, Hiei said.

Wait, human?

Yes, yes. If you don't already know by now, I am not human. I am a youkai, a demon. After all, most humans don't possess Jagans. That's all you really need to know right now. Hiei's third eye continued to shine bright as he stepped closer to me.

I've been watching you, Hiei said.

Oh, how so?

I have my ways. You are a most delectable human, one of the best I've ever seen. And I've seen…and killed…quite a few humans in my time.

Really now? How long of a time would that be, exactly?

I told you everything you needed to know already, ningen. Now I want you to open your eyes.

What? My eyes are open. They are looking at you.

Open your eyes, Amaya…Amaya…AMAYA!

I jolted out of the dream and I felt my body be weighted down by something…oh yes…the mud. Damn it all to hell…

I sighed and unstuck myself with a resounding SLUUUP! And stood to prepare to leave. The rain had quit and the only sound I heard was a slight breeze rustling the tree leaves and...

I stopped as the hairs on the back of neck stood on end.

I wasn't alone in this park.

I needed to get away.

I started off slowly and calmly enough, coolly walking down the path that led to the park entrance. A violent shiver went thru my spine as I came to a dead stand-still in the middle of the trail.

There was a black outline standing in my way.

Cliffe. I'm evil. You guys tell me. Do you want this story to continue? Or is the OC character too much? The story is already complete. It's just waiting for you guys to set it free from the confines of my harddrive.

Hiei: Please don't.

Silvertales: Kuwabarra…

Hiei: Review! PLEASE! SAVE ME!!!

Silvertales: He he *rubs hands together in a most evil way*