Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Siren's Song ❯ Chapter 17
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By: MexicanJew 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.07.2004 | Updated On: 12.07.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 283 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.07.2004 | Updated On: 12.07.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 283 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH
Boulavard of Broken Dreams is one of the best songs ever!yay! sorry this took so damn long, yet again. (I don't own Greenday or thier songs) Hope ya enjoy!
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<Nyx>
I was running over the rooftops. Unless you looked closely I was just a shadow that seemed to move, gone before one could focus and see me. My wings were almost completly healed, another week or so and they would be ready for flight. For the past week and a half I had been exercising them, preparing them for flight. I used them to glide over spaces too far to jump. I knew where Blane's headquarters where.
I used Blane's energy as a tracking device. He was stupid, thinking there were no demons in the human world, or if there were, they wouldn't be interested in finding him or hurting him. He liked humans to feel how he was more powerful then them. Moron, when we fought back then he seemed the strongest demon in the world, sensing his power now, he was hardly stronger then he was then. Pathatic how he never trained to get stronger.
But then again, maybe I'm stronger, so he seems to be the same. Doesn't matter and I don't really care, the only thing that I'm after is settling a score. Normally I would probably let things like this go, but he messed with my family. Above all things, I cherish that one the most, he couldn't have picked worse people to take his resentment out on.
<Hiei>
I was following the onna, she was so focused on her task, I barely had to mask my energy for her to not notice it. She looked so different then she did when she was training. In training, she her moves were measured and kind of stiff. Now she moved with grace and ease. Maybe it was her wings out, she never did that while training.
She looked like fallen cherub, dispite her clipped wings, she seemed to fly across the rooftops, her blades flashing in the lamplights every now and then. She slowed, and I guess she was approaching her destination. She slowly circled the building, trying to find the best way in. Seeing nothing that looked promising, she chose an entrence and knocked the guards out and dragged them to an alley. I don't understand why she doesn't just kill them, at least you know they won't wake up that way, but the wind changed and I caught some soft notes, she was using her charming abilities to knock them out.
<Nyx>
I followed Blane's ki to the center of the building. When I got there he was sitting in a chair in the middle of a bare room. The only light was the one shining directly on him. The room was huge, even with my demon sight I could barely make out the far wall. The floor was grey concrete, cracked in some places.
All in all, it looked like an old basement, the kind were seemingly harmless ice-cream men took little kids to their end. I fought back a shiver and approached the light. My steps would have been quite normally, but the emptyness and cold made them ring around the room, magnified by 10. Blane didn't even look up.
He was just sitting there, staring at the floor as if in a daze. I didn't sense any energys around the room, or him for that matter, but I was wary nonetheless. I stopped a few feet from his chair, and he finally looked up.
I almost gagged at how he looked, he seemed to have aged years since I last saw him. His hair was dull and thinning, his skin shallow and yellow, even his eyes were dull, like a window that hadn't been cleaned in years, the occupants struggling to see out but failing.
He took a few minutes to realize who I was, and when he did he struggled to shrink back in his chair, and made horrible croaking noises, which I guessed was him trying to plead with me to not kill him. I hooked my blades back on my belt, there would be no fight here. Something or one had gotten to him first, there was no need for my revenge, life had done it for me.
He finally got what he deserved, and surprisingly I was glad I didn't make him suffer, for all the he deserved it, and I earned the right to, I would have felt the aftermath of hurting him for days. It's a rare time I don't feel bad for causing suffering, no matter how deserved. Life handeling this made mine easier.
I left as silently as I had come in, and just went to the roof of a building across the street to think. While there I saw a limo pull up, and what I guessed was another mafia boss get out. Him and a few of his cronies looked puzzled at the lack of guards, and continued with more caution. They need not have bothered, that building was as empty as the man that resided there. a few seconds later my sensitive ears picked up gunshots, the end of the "mightly Blane." I smiled sadly at my bitter victory, but tonight was not yet done.
Now I traveled in a different direction, with more speed then before, and more purpose. I didn't stop until I was on the roof of a hospital, the one where I knew my parents where in. Breaking in through the door on the roof was child's play, and I honed in on my parents energy and found their room quickly enough.
I was greatful that it was late at night, so there were less nurses roaming around. I slipped into the room and my breathe caught in my throat. Both were hooked up to all sorts of machines, with breathing tubes protruding from their mouths. IVs were in their arms, and heart moniters to their chests.
Both had lost a lot of weight, and I knew it was Jayme's will that kept them hooked up to those machines. He wouldn't let them go without me saying a last good-bye. I slowly approached their beds, tears sliding down my face. They were almost beyond my power, so I had to work fast. But the process was going to take a lot of energy, and I would probably pass out at the end of it.
I stood in thought for a few seconds, before I decided to go ahead and do it, what happened after would happen, saving them was what was most imperative. I crossed the room and closed the door, making the room as sound proof to the inside of the hospital as I could, the last thing I needed was a nurse walking in on me.
<Hiei>
The onna went inside, was in there for a few minutes, then left. That puzzled me, there was no sign of struggle or blood on her, did she chicken out? She stood on top of a building across from mine, and just stared at the sky. The sound of a car-thing brought her back, and she watched as some humans went in, and I guessed killed the man inside.
I didn't understand what was going on, but I got the just of it, she didn't want his blood on her hands, so she let someone else kill him. Instead of thinking she was weak, like I normally would, I actually was happy she didn't kill this Blane guy.
She had sense, and it made me admire her. I shook my head to clear this thoughts, they would ruin me. That and I had to focus on following her again, she was on the move. It was harder this time, she was going much faster. She stopped at this place, that reaked of death, but at the same time, life. I guess it is one of those places Kurama called a hospital, or something like that. She slipped inside.
I used my jagan to follow her to a room, and when her ki stopped moving, I jumped lightly on the sill of one of the windows to the room. She couldn't see me because of a large machine blocking part of the window and her attention was focused on two humans in beds. They had all these string things hooked up to them, and seemed so close to death it was a wonder that they were still breathing at all.
She looked at them, then seemed to come to a decision. She closed the door and put blankets around it, making it harder to hear sounds on the other side of it. I decided to help, using my jagan I would make anyone who tried to come in, think better of it. She went and stood in between the middle of the two beds, concentrated for a few minutes and started to sing.
This song reminded me of the one she sang in the woods. Only instead of images, I had a sense of belonging. I stared, in awe at her. She was calling back their spirits from almost crossing over. I could feel her power swell and fill the room. The bodies of what I guessed where her parents glowed slightly.
Then the images came. I saw a couple eating at a restuarant with a little girl, that I knew to be the onna. Them at the movies, or watching her singing from the crowd. Different images flashed through my head, until I felt I knew these people as well as Kurama. Then as one, they drew in a shuddering breath and sat up. At this point the onna fainted and would have hit the ground, had I not caught her in time.
Her eyes fluttered but didn't open, and her breathing evened out. I sighed with relief that she was okay. I heard a cough and looked up. The onna's parents were pulling the tubes out of their mouths. The man looked at me "Who are you?" Before I could answer I heard a nurse coming. I wanted to avoid questions like the ones I know would be asked so I just told the man later and left. I stayed on the sill long enough to hear the nurse come into the rooma dn drop her papers in surprise that the patients she was sure would die, are both staring at her like she was crazy.
<Nyx> ~Hours later~
It was hard to move, and the light hurt my eyes. I felt like I had been beaten like a pinate by a bunch of kids with ADHD. I managed to open my eyes and they kind of adjusted to the light streaming in from the cave opening. Wait cave opening?!?! How the hell did I end up in a cave?! Last thing I remember is concentrating on what I knew of my adoptive parents and began to sing as close to their soul songs as I could, all the while mixing in a calling home song.
I discovered that actually worked, the calling song. I don't think it was quite a concidence that Mika and I were rescued the night I sung the hero songs, and I hoped I was right. I groaned as I tried to sit up, but was pushed back down by a strong hand on my shoulder. I slumped back down, exhausted by the effort that small feat took.
"How long have I been out?" I glanced at Hiei and for a second I thought I saw concern in his eyes before I blinked and he had that usual blank look on his face. "About a day" I blinked in disbelief, all that energy I used and I was only out for a day? I should have been out for days, two at the least.
Hiei saw the confusion on my face. "Something the matter onna?" I looked at him, "Why wasn't I out longer? I used so much energy, but I'm barely out for a for a day..." I trailed off and looked at the ceiling. "Baka onna, haven't you been training hard for awhile now? Working on building up your spirit energy?"
I looked at him, he was right, I had been training hard, but I didn't think I was that strong. "How are they? Did they wake up?" I was eager to know. He looked at me "Yes onna, they woke up, but a nurse was coming so I left with you, and told them we would come by later." I sat back relieved. "Good"
But then I had a thought, what about the others? "Umm Hiei? What about the others, surely they would be looking for us by now?" "Hn I told them what happened and we would be a few days late in returning" My gratitude was so great, and my emotions so high, I forgot about the pain it was to move, and jumped up and hugged Hiei.
I felt him stiffen so I chuckled and was about to let go when his arms wrapped around me as well. We stayed like that for about 30 secs when I pulled away slightly and looked up at him. He was staring down at me with those vehement eyes... Then I heard it, softly at first, but then it began to steadily get louder.
I frooze, and I saw Hiei about to ask a question but I held up a hand to stop him. He looked mad that I shrugged him off like that, but the look on my face must have alerted him to something. He strained his ears, but I knew he wouldn't hear it. It was a melody, but I had never heard it before, yet it seemed familiar.
It began to pound in my head, and without thought, I began to sing it. It was in that weird language that my soul song was on, that I believed to be the language of Quintessence, long forgotten and only written in the most ancient scrolls of my people. But why I was able to sing it now, was a loss to me. The song reminded me of Hiei, and as I sang it I had images in my head of a little boy with black spikey hair and big red eyes being thrown off a mountain, him older living with thieves, older still getting the Jagan eye, every painful and sad thing that had ever happened to him, flashed through my head.
It made me sad to see how many bad things had happened to him, but I also saw the good things, but they were few and far between. I sensed the song was coming to an end, and what happened next shocked me. The last image I saw was of me and Hiei, in this cave, him transferring some of his energy into me. The song faded from my mind and I looked in wonder at Hiei. He seemed to be avoiding my eyes.
"Hiei, why did you transfer energy to me?" "Baka onna, you shouldn't have used all that energy on your parents, you would have lived but at the rate you were going you would have been out of it longer then was good for you" "Hiei, do you know what that song was?" He looked me dead in the eye and I knew that he knew.
Suddenly realization came to me. "Freakin A! Hiei do you know what this means?" By his silence I take it he didn't.
<Hiei>
Baka onna, now she knows that I gave her some energy. What was I supposed to do? She would have been out longer then I would have liked, but I didn't know it would lead to what it did. It happened so fast, first she was hugging me, then looking at me with those haunting purple eyes... The next thing I knew she was singing in that beautiful language again. I knew this song however, and was startled to realize it was mine.
She saw me as completely as I had seen her when I heard her song, and it was slighly unnerving. The only people that knew that much about me were dead, sliced down by my sword long ago, even Kurama didn't know that much about me. Suddenly something hit her and she began to mutter in some strange language under her breath. "Onna, what are you talking about?"
She stopped and looked up at me. "Hiei I've heard your soul song, you've heard mine, we are now linked...forever."
Damn
She went on "Usually only great friends, family, or lovers hear soul songs, seeing as they show exactly who a person is and where they stand. Me hearing yours like that is probably a result of your transferring energy to me, but it could also mean another thing, but I haven't quite figured it out yet if it's likely or not...." She trailed off and I became impatient. "Onna...."
She looked up "Let's go visit my parents, I need to talk to Koenma later" I growled in frustration but had too much to think about to argue, so we set out.
Boulavard of Broken Dreams is one of the best songs ever!yay! sorry this took so damn long, yet again. (I don't own Greenday or thier songs) Hope ya enjoy!
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<Nyx>
I was running over the rooftops. Unless you looked closely I was just a shadow that seemed to move, gone before one could focus and see me. My wings were almost completly healed, another week or so and they would be ready for flight. For the past week and a half I had been exercising them, preparing them for flight. I used them to glide over spaces too far to jump. I knew where Blane's headquarters where.
I used Blane's energy as a tracking device. He was stupid, thinking there were no demons in the human world, or if there were, they wouldn't be interested in finding him or hurting him. He liked humans to feel how he was more powerful then them. Moron, when we fought back then he seemed the strongest demon in the world, sensing his power now, he was hardly stronger then he was then. Pathatic how he never trained to get stronger.
But then again, maybe I'm stronger, so he seems to be the same. Doesn't matter and I don't really care, the only thing that I'm after is settling a score. Normally I would probably let things like this go, but he messed with my family. Above all things, I cherish that one the most, he couldn't have picked worse people to take his resentment out on.
<Hiei>
I was following the onna, she was so focused on her task, I barely had to mask my energy for her to not notice it. She looked so different then she did when she was training. In training, she her moves were measured and kind of stiff. Now she moved with grace and ease. Maybe it was her wings out, she never did that while training.
She looked like fallen cherub, dispite her clipped wings, she seemed to fly across the rooftops, her blades flashing in the lamplights every now and then. She slowed, and I guess she was approaching her destination. She slowly circled the building, trying to find the best way in. Seeing nothing that looked promising, she chose an entrence and knocked the guards out and dragged them to an alley. I don't understand why she doesn't just kill them, at least you know they won't wake up that way, but the wind changed and I caught some soft notes, she was using her charming abilities to knock them out.
<Nyx>
I followed Blane's ki to the center of the building. When I got there he was sitting in a chair in the middle of a bare room. The only light was the one shining directly on him. The room was huge, even with my demon sight I could barely make out the far wall. The floor was grey concrete, cracked in some places.
All in all, it looked like an old basement, the kind were seemingly harmless ice-cream men took little kids to their end. I fought back a shiver and approached the light. My steps would have been quite normally, but the emptyness and cold made them ring around the room, magnified by 10. Blane didn't even look up.
He was just sitting there, staring at the floor as if in a daze. I didn't sense any energys around the room, or him for that matter, but I was wary nonetheless. I stopped a few feet from his chair, and he finally looked up.
I almost gagged at how he looked, he seemed to have aged years since I last saw him. His hair was dull and thinning, his skin shallow and yellow, even his eyes were dull, like a window that hadn't been cleaned in years, the occupants struggling to see out but failing.
He took a few minutes to realize who I was, and when he did he struggled to shrink back in his chair, and made horrible croaking noises, which I guessed was him trying to plead with me to not kill him. I hooked my blades back on my belt, there would be no fight here. Something or one had gotten to him first, there was no need for my revenge, life had done it for me.
He finally got what he deserved, and surprisingly I was glad I didn't make him suffer, for all the he deserved it, and I earned the right to, I would have felt the aftermath of hurting him for days. It's a rare time I don't feel bad for causing suffering, no matter how deserved. Life handeling this made mine easier.
I left as silently as I had come in, and just went to the roof of a building across the street to think. While there I saw a limo pull up, and what I guessed was another mafia boss get out. Him and a few of his cronies looked puzzled at the lack of guards, and continued with more caution. They need not have bothered, that building was as empty as the man that resided there. a few seconds later my sensitive ears picked up gunshots, the end of the "mightly Blane." I smiled sadly at my bitter victory, but tonight was not yet done.
Now I traveled in a different direction, with more speed then before, and more purpose. I didn't stop until I was on the roof of a hospital, the one where I knew my parents where in. Breaking in through the door on the roof was child's play, and I honed in on my parents energy and found their room quickly enough.
I was greatful that it was late at night, so there were less nurses roaming around. I slipped into the room and my breathe caught in my throat. Both were hooked up to all sorts of machines, with breathing tubes protruding from their mouths. IVs were in their arms, and heart moniters to their chests.
Both had lost a lot of weight, and I knew it was Jayme's will that kept them hooked up to those machines. He wouldn't let them go without me saying a last good-bye. I slowly approached their beds, tears sliding down my face. They were almost beyond my power, so I had to work fast. But the process was going to take a lot of energy, and I would probably pass out at the end of it.
I stood in thought for a few seconds, before I decided to go ahead and do it, what happened after would happen, saving them was what was most imperative. I crossed the room and closed the door, making the room as sound proof to the inside of the hospital as I could, the last thing I needed was a nurse walking in on me.
<Hiei>
The onna went inside, was in there for a few minutes, then left. That puzzled me, there was no sign of struggle or blood on her, did she chicken out? She stood on top of a building across from mine, and just stared at the sky. The sound of a car-thing brought her back, and she watched as some humans went in, and I guessed killed the man inside.
I didn't understand what was going on, but I got the just of it, she didn't want his blood on her hands, so she let someone else kill him. Instead of thinking she was weak, like I normally would, I actually was happy she didn't kill this Blane guy.
She had sense, and it made me admire her. I shook my head to clear this thoughts, they would ruin me. That and I had to focus on following her again, she was on the move. It was harder this time, she was going much faster. She stopped at this place, that reaked of death, but at the same time, life. I guess it is one of those places Kurama called a hospital, or something like that. She slipped inside.
I used my jagan to follow her to a room, and when her ki stopped moving, I jumped lightly on the sill of one of the windows to the room. She couldn't see me because of a large machine blocking part of the window and her attention was focused on two humans in beds. They had all these string things hooked up to them, and seemed so close to death it was a wonder that they were still breathing at all.
She looked at them, then seemed to come to a decision. She closed the door and put blankets around it, making it harder to hear sounds on the other side of it. I decided to help, using my jagan I would make anyone who tried to come in, think better of it. She went and stood in between the middle of the two beds, concentrated for a few minutes and started to sing.
This song reminded me of the one she sang in the woods. Only instead of images, I had a sense of belonging. I stared, in awe at her. She was calling back their spirits from almost crossing over. I could feel her power swell and fill the room. The bodies of what I guessed where her parents glowed slightly.
Then the images came. I saw a couple eating at a restuarant with a little girl, that I knew to be the onna. Them at the movies, or watching her singing from the crowd. Different images flashed through my head, until I felt I knew these people as well as Kurama. Then as one, they drew in a shuddering breath and sat up. At this point the onna fainted and would have hit the ground, had I not caught her in time.
Her eyes fluttered but didn't open, and her breathing evened out. I sighed with relief that she was okay. I heard a cough and looked up. The onna's parents were pulling the tubes out of their mouths. The man looked at me "Who are you?" Before I could answer I heard a nurse coming. I wanted to avoid questions like the ones I know would be asked so I just told the man later and left. I stayed on the sill long enough to hear the nurse come into the rooma dn drop her papers in surprise that the patients she was sure would die, are both staring at her like she was crazy.
<Nyx> ~Hours later~
It was hard to move, and the light hurt my eyes. I felt like I had been beaten like a pinate by a bunch of kids with ADHD. I managed to open my eyes and they kind of adjusted to the light streaming in from the cave opening. Wait cave opening?!?! How the hell did I end up in a cave?! Last thing I remember is concentrating on what I knew of my adoptive parents and began to sing as close to their soul songs as I could, all the while mixing in a calling home song.
I discovered that actually worked, the calling song. I don't think it was quite a concidence that Mika and I were rescued the night I sung the hero songs, and I hoped I was right. I groaned as I tried to sit up, but was pushed back down by a strong hand on my shoulder. I slumped back down, exhausted by the effort that small feat took.
"How long have I been out?" I glanced at Hiei and for a second I thought I saw concern in his eyes before I blinked and he had that usual blank look on his face. "About a day" I blinked in disbelief, all that energy I used and I was only out for a day? I should have been out for days, two at the least.
Hiei saw the confusion on my face. "Something the matter onna?" I looked at him, "Why wasn't I out longer? I used so much energy, but I'm barely out for a for a day..." I trailed off and looked at the ceiling. "Baka onna, haven't you been training hard for awhile now? Working on building up your spirit energy?"
I looked at him, he was right, I had been training hard, but I didn't think I was that strong. "How are they? Did they wake up?" I was eager to know. He looked at me "Yes onna, they woke up, but a nurse was coming so I left with you, and told them we would come by later." I sat back relieved. "Good"
But then I had a thought, what about the others? "Umm Hiei? What about the others, surely they would be looking for us by now?" "Hn I told them what happened and we would be a few days late in returning" My gratitude was so great, and my emotions so high, I forgot about the pain it was to move, and jumped up and hugged Hiei.
I felt him stiffen so I chuckled and was about to let go when his arms wrapped around me as well. We stayed like that for about 30 secs when I pulled away slightly and looked up at him. He was staring down at me with those vehement eyes... Then I heard it, softly at first, but then it began to steadily get louder.
I frooze, and I saw Hiei about to ask a question but I held up a hand to stop him. He looked mad that I shrugged him off like that, but the look on my face must have alerted him to something. He strained his ears, but I knew he wouldn't hear it. It was a melody, but I had never heard it before, yet it seemed familiar.
It began to pound in my head, and without thought, I began to sing it. It was in that weird language that my soul song was on, that I believed to be the language of Quintessence, long forgotten and only written in the most ancient scrolls of my people. But why I was able to sing it now, was a loss to me. The song reminded me of Hiei, and as I sang it I had images in my head of a little boy with black spikey hair and big red eyes being thrown off a mountain, him older living with thieves, older still getting the Jagan eye, every painful and sad thing that had ever happened to him, flashed through my head.
It made me sad to see how many bad things had happened to him, but I also saw the good things, but they were few and far between. I sensed the song was coming to an end, and what happened next shocked me. The last image I saw was of me and Hiei, in this cave, him transferring some of his energy into me. The song faded from my mind and I looked in wonder at Hiei. He seemed to be avoiding my eyes.
"Hiei, why did you transfer energy to me?" "Baka onna, you shouldn't have used all that energy on your parents, you would have lived but at the rate you were going you would have been out of it longer then was good for you" "Hiei, do you know what that song was?" He looked me dead in the eye and I knew that he knew.
Suddenly realization came to me. "Freakin A! Hiei do you know what this means?" By his silence I take it he didn't.
<Hiei>
Baka onna, now she knows that I gave her some energy. What was I supposed to do? She would have been out longer then I would have liked, but I didn't know it would lead to what it did. It happened so fast, first she was hugging me, then looking at me with those haunting purple eyes... The next thing I knew she was singing in that beautiful language again. I knew this song however, and was startled to realize it was mine.
She saw me as completely as I had seen her when I heard her song, and it was slighly unnerving. The only people that knew that much about me were dead, sliced down by my sword long ago, even Kurama didn't know that much about me. Suddenly something hit her and she began to mutter in some strange language under her breath. "Onna, what are you talking about?"
She stopped and looked up at me. "Hiei I've heard your soul song, you've heard mine, we are now linked...forever."
Damn
She went on "Usually only great friends, family, or lovers hear soul songs, seeing as they show exactly who a person is and where they stand. Me hearing yours like that is probably a result of your transferring energy to me, but it could also mean another thing, but I haven't quite figured it out yet if it's likely or not...." She trailed off and I became impatient. "Onna...."
She looked up "Let's go visit my parents, I need to talk to Koenma later" I growled in frustration but had too much to think about to argue, so we set out.