Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Reunited ❯ Chapter 41

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Chapter 41


"So how do you think Hiei will take to not being able to see you until the ceremony?" Tana asked after the girls had left.


"I don't expect him to take it well," Shiroi answered. "But, he'll have to deal with it."


"Yes, and he'll probably get even more annoyed when he finds out the rest of the guys can still see you," Tana giggled.


"I'm sure he will," Shiroi smiled. "But let's wait before telling him that."


Tana giggled again, "Yes, that's probably a good idea." They both giggled, acting like to teenagers.


Then Shiroi sighed, "Well, I really shouldn't be laughing about it."


"Why not?" Tana asked.


Shiroi told her what had happened the week before, and Tana shook her head. "Expect to have more fights like that. Anada and Takken have had several. I know when they have a fight, because Anada comes over and stays for a few days, and then Takken comes and gets her. They may fight, but they still love each other."


"But you live around it," Shiroi said. "I don't, or at least I haven't for a long time. You know what to expect, where as I'm experiencing it all for the first time."


"Then you have a lot to learn," Tana said smiling. "But I'm sure you'll do just fine."


"I hope so," Shiroi sighed.


***


Hiei stood on the highest point in the village. He was so annoyed that he couldn't see Shiroi, and the bandana made matters even worse. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even use his Jagan with the bandana on. He was about ready to take it off, but he knew if he did Shiroi would be crushed that he broke tradition.


He groaned and stared out over the village. "This isn't going to be easy." After not seeing Shiroi much this past week, he had thought that things would be easier, boy hadn't his plans been foiled.


He shook his head and leapt to the nearest rooftop. He looked down from where he stood; men were busy building things for the ceremony. "Hn, why can't they just make it simple and get over with?"


"Apparently that's not how things are done around here."


Hiei yelped and nearly fell. He looked to his right to see Botan floating next to him on her oar. "What do you want?"


"Oh Hiei I know you're in a bad mood because you can't see Shiroi," Botan said, "but look at the bright side, it's finally happening, you don't have to worry about losing her anymore."


"That's a bright side?" Hiei asked.


Botan thought for a moment, "I guess it's not enough of one to perk your mood." Then she smiled, "Oh right, the reason I came to find you."


Hiei looked at her.


"Nana wants you," she said. "Something about measuring you and making your outfit for the ceremony."


"Count me out!" Hiei exclaimed, and made to jump away, but Botan caught him and flew back to Nana's house.


"Here he is," she said as she dropped him at Nana's feet. "Now you be good Hiei, or I'll have Shiroi beat you the next time she can see you."


"Why can't I just where the clothes I have?" Hiei asked as she brushed himself off.


"Do you have anything that hasn't been repaired with easy to see stitches?" Botan asked. Hiei shook his head. "I didn't think so. You have to look your best at these things, that's why Nana has offered to make something for you."


Hiei eyed the elderly woman. She smiled at him, and he couldn't say no. "All right," he groaned. "Just as long as you don't dress me up like a doll."


Nana smiled. "Don't worry, I just need your measurements. I just came back from getting Shiroi's measurements so I can make her outfit for the ceremony too."


"How long will it take you to make these?" Botan asked. "Will you have enough time before the preparations are done? And how long are those going to take anyway?"


Nana smiled, "The clothes won't take me long at all. It's all I do all day, since I don't work in the fields or anything anymore." She took Hiei's arm. "Come on now, this won't take long."


"Great," Hiei grumbled and followed her inside.


"Bye Hiei," Botan giggled.


"What's so funny?" Kurama asked as he, Yuseke, and Kuwabara walked up.


Botan laughed, "Hiei's getting his measurements taken so Nana can make his clothes for the ceremony."


"Uh-oh," Kurama smiled, "That doesn't sound like a Hiei thing to me."


"I can't believe he's going through with it," Yuseke said. "I'm surprised he didn't run away when he had the chance."


"Well I asked him if he had any clothes that didn't show repair and he shook his head," Botan said. "So he really doesn't have a choice."


"I wonder how good Hiei will clean up?" Yuseke asked. "He's not one to dress fancy at anything."


"I doubt that he's ever dressed like that in his life," Kurama said. "This is going to be interesting."


***


Hiei stood still as Nana took his measurements, watching her jot down numbers on a piece of paper as she worked.


Finally she said, "There we go, all done."


"Thank you," Hiei grumbled and plopped down on the couch. "So, comparing in outfits, whose will take long, mine or Shiroi's?"


"Oh Shiroi's," Nana answered, "Without a doubt. It's going to be much more detailed than yours, but of course yours will be nice as well."


Hiei shrugged, "I don't really care how mine looks, but make Shiroi's look nice, she doesn't have a whole lot of nice things, even if she only wears this thing once."


"I think you'll both be pleased with the designs I have in mind," Nana said. She smiled, "So, have any questions about anything that you might want answered?"


"Yeah," Hiei answered, "What's the deal with this separation thing?"


Nana sighed, "I knew you would ask me that. Well, it's been done as far since as far back as I remember. I really don't know when it was started, and I don't know the story of why either. I just know it's a tradition in our village, and it's never been broken."


"Is there a penalty if it ever is broken?" Hiei asked.


"The ceremony will be cancelled," Nana answered, "And the couple will never be allowed to see each other again. That's probably why it's never been broken, no one wants to go through something like that."


Hiei nodded, and now understood better why Shiroi wanted him to wear the bandana Botan had given him.


"Anything else?" Nana asked.


"How long are these preparations going to take?" He asked, "You never answered Botan, so I'm asking again."


"The whole thing should take a week," Nana answered. "Plenty of time for me to make you clothes."


"A week?" Hiei asked. "That's torture!"


"I know you'll survive," Nana said with a smile.


Hiei grumbled and leaned back. He didn't like the idea of not seeing Shiroi again for another week, since he had nearly done the exact same thing the past week ago. "Nana."


"Hmm?" Nana had gone to get cloth from out of the closet and was just returning.


"Are you surprised that Shiroi chose a demon?"


Nana set the white cloth down on the table next to the measurements. "A little," she answered. "But Shiroi doesn't make wrong decisions, she never has. I'm sure the choice she has made will suit you both."


Hiei looked away, "Sansa doesn't like it, I saw the look in his eyes when we came."


"He may still be reluctant to do it," Nana said as she unfolded the cloth, "But he knows it's the right thing, no matter how much the memories of Shiroi's weigh on him."


"But I'm not Shiroi's father!" Hiei exclaimed. "How many times must that be said?"


"We know you're not Raimeihi," Nana said. "It's just the guilt Sansa feels in his heart for Shiroi."


Hiei sighed and leaned back again. "Well, maybe I was like Raimeihi, at one time. I did used to be cold hearted, only caring about myself, but I found reasons not to be like that."


"Oh?" Nana asked. "Another woman?"


Hiei shook his head. "Well, sort of, but not like how a feel about Shiroi." He shook his head again, "But that's as far as I'm going to go with that."


Nana smiled, "Everyone has something to keep secret, I wont' press it."


"Good because I wasn't going to go any farther even if you begged me," Hiei smirked.


Someone knocked on the door. "Coming," Nana said as she got to her feet. She opened the door. "Oh, priestess."


"I heard Hiei was here," the priestess said.


"I am," Hiei said as he walked up.


The priestess held out her hand. "Here, since you're marrying Shiroi, you have inherited her home, since Raimeihi nor Naoru are around anymore." She opened her hand to reveal a small key. "Sansa said I should give it to you know, since you and Shiroi probably aren't going to be sticking around very long after the ceremony and such is completed."


Hiei took the key from her. "So the place is mine?"


"And Shiroi's," the priestess answered, "Once the ceremony is completed. Until then, it's only yours."


Hiei stared dumbly at the key. He had gone from owning a sword and some clothes, to owning an entire house and its accommodations in a matter of a few seconds.


"Well," Nana said, "Now you have something to do besides sit around."


She was right. Hiei remembered there had been several rooms that Shiroi had not in when they had first gone there, so now he was able to go and have a look at them on his own. He put the key in his pocket, "If anyone asks where I am, you'll know where I'll be." He walked past the priestess and out of the house.


"That should keep him busy for a little while," Nana said, the priestess nodded.


***


Hiei arrived at Shiroi's old house and looked at it for a few moments. The window she had thrown Kurama out of had been replaced; by whom was something he would have to find out.


He walked up to the front door and stared at the lock. He felt the key in his pocket, and slowly took it out. He looked at it and the lock several times, and finally he inserted the key into the lock and opened the door.


He walked inside; it looked the same as when he had first seen it. He closed the door behind, so as not to be bothered. The living room was just like last time, but he really hadn't been able to get a real good look at it the first time, so now was his chance. It was rather old fashion, but Shiroi's village wasn't exactly up to date either.


He walked down the hallway and stood at a door that he hadn't gone into while Shiroi was here the last time. He reached for the doorknob, twisted it, and opened the door. It was dark inside; he found a switch near the doorway and flipped it on, and stared at the room's contents. It was full of weapons, from the smallest knife to largest blades Hiei had ever seen.


Every type of sword and dagger imaginable was in the room, also a few bows and quivers full of arrows. There were war hammers, axes, spears, whips and even a spiked ball that hung on a chain.


"And all he carried was a long sword that day," he breathed as he took it all in. "We got so lucky." He decided that he could wait to completely look through that room, and closed the door and ventured on down the hall.


The next room he knew was Shiroi's and bypassed it; he would check it out later. He also bypassed the next one; he really didn't want to look through Shiroi's parents' old room. The last room he stopped at. He had no clue what was in it, and opened the door to find out.


He immediately knew it had been Naoru's old workroom. It was full of potions, herbs, and medicinal properties that would even make Kurama jealous. The room smelled strongly of aged herbs, so he didn't stay in it very long, just long enough in fact to open a window to air it out. He would check it out more after it had aired out.


He decided to go back to Shiroi's room and check it out. He opened the door, and couldn't help but smile, imagining a little Shiroi sitting on the bed playing with some toy. He shook his head to get rid of the image, and walked over to where had helped Shiroi open the floor bored. He wondered if there was anything else down there, and pulled the board up again to see. All he found was dust and a spider, which he promptly killed, knowing that Shiroi would not like coming back in here and finding that a spider and made residence somewhere that she wouldn't have wanted.


He replaced the board and stood up. He decided to look through the bookshelf, to see what Shiroi had left behind. It was mostly books, their titles so faded from years of sitting there that even he couldn't read them. He pulled one out and flipped through the yellowed pages. He didn't read it, just flipped through it to see if anything came out of it that shouldn't have been there. After he found nothing, he put the book back and looked at the dusty dresser.


He rubbed some dust off the mirror with his hand, and then looked over the dusty contents on top. A brush a comb was all that were there, so he reached for the handle of one of the drawers and pulled it open. He shut it right away; he didn't want to look at her clothes. He peeked into the next two, which also held clothes. But the last one was different. At first, it appeared to be empty, but the bottom didn't seem right. He pressed down on it, and the front of it came up to reveal another compartment. When he saw what was inside it, he smiled.


***


Author's Note: Hmm, I wonder what he found? Te-he, I know what it is, but you'll find out later. Not too bad of a chapter. Review me and tell me what you think.