Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Taking care of you ❯ Taking care of you ( Chapter 1 )

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"Taking care of you"


~By Sha/#29 (Saturday, June 26th, 2005)


Before Notes: Inspired by a YYH-story contest I once looked over, where you have to take care of the character of your choice (obviously, your favorite)... so, I've been thinking over what should happen so far for a week or so, and my favorite character - (who IS my friend in real life, and has been helping me out on one of my websites) - has been kind enough to help me out by playing it out in words for reactions... Oh, about the title... if anyone is thinking anything romantic, it's highly unlikely (as in - forget it...) - it's just the only title I can think of for something like this... Ah, another note... (I'm awful, ain't?) well, it's in my point-of-view (if it wasn't, then how can I explain it well enough? except, I've changed alot of my normal, real life elements, such as... I don't really live in the country... so that I can take care of the injured person better...), although his/her (not telling) point-of-view may/will be in the next/an upcoming chapter...


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When you've been living out in the country for quite a while, you get very used and actually expectant of hearing the morning birds, chirping away happily... that is, provided you don't love sleeping late... I usually slept late, but recently I've been getting up at at least five o'clock, so I can have some extra time to myself, without having to go do homework or play with my two best friends and younger brothers right away...


Living in a seven member family, you can't really take alone time for granted... I'm not the only one in this family whom would think like that... I know... I did not like being alone ALL the time, it's just... sometimes you NEED to be alone... just to think... to calm down... to reflect on something...


I was seated at my window, on the soft cushioned sofa, just gazing out at the grassy fields of our backyard and beyond, while my own cat, whom I got as a birthday present after begging for a kitten at the age of nine; Kitty Cat Obo was sleeping on my bed soundly...


The rain poured, sounding so soothing, I could easily tell the dirt out there and the roads were getting quite muddy by how dark and wet they were... I loved staring out the windows at the rain... or even when it wasn't raining, it was wonderful to think - although, big family, there used to be hardly any time for being alone actually... we used to live in the city, but finally moved thankfully...


I even had two horses now, the male one was named Midnight, all black, and so was the little female pony, whom was a gift from an uncle who didn't live with us, her name was Moonlight... I loved their names nearly as much as I loved them.


I turned my head towards my bed, to see my cat getting up to stretch, then lay down again... it was all dark in my room, expect for the faint light coming from outside, giving the room a dull blueish grey look, which made me feel more at ease, for some reason...


I noticed the lit numbers on my small alarm clock glowing : 6:15 A.M.


Ah... I suppose I wanted to get up, and go downstairs into the kitchen, as I realized I was actually a little hungry... so, I leaped up, pulled on a pair of socks - it's no fun walking in your bare feet when you're prone to be cold - then headed out quietly opening and closing my door.


I headed down the hall, luckily the stairs were only a few feet away from my bedroom door... I looked down the stairs, waiting for any sounds from below... nothing... Gee, even the other cats were asleep? Surprising...


I quietly went down the stairs, and just had to walk a few steps to get into the kitchen which was only seperated from the living room by an archway, so it was really open, and wide downstairs...


Standing under the archway, to my left was the fridge, in front of that a counter that ran quite a few tiles ahead, a few feet behind them were counters that were against the wall, with cabinets above them... on the other side, tall windows, with lacy, white transparent curtains, with a long table pressed against that wall, with our computer on it... It might be considered funny having a computer in the kitchen, but hey, if you're used to it, then who cares?


I opened up the fridge... uh... leftovers... fruits... ah well, I just decided to look in the cabinets... I remember my uncle (the one whom does live with us) saying he bought some lunch stuff... and so, now I was heating some wild rice and chicken soup in the microwave at the end of the counter - against the wall.


Standing patiently, it would be a few more minutes... but I feel a little tired, and I was feeling stiff, now becoming impatient, so I started up the computer; eventfully going online, and began looking around on some of the websites I visit alot, such as this great game download website, it was the biggest one I had ever seen, and the best too.


Just then, the microwave beeped, so I jumped up, and got my soup over to place it next to the computer; and, of course, began eating it.... eating soup... yeah... whatever...


A hour or so, passed quickly and uneventfully... it was Sunday, no one was up on Sunday usually... now it was, 7:22...


I just remembered that I should clean my dishes so my grandmother wouldn't have to be bothered, so I gathered them up, bringing over to the sink, and began cleaning them; when that was done, I was walking back to my chair, when I froze up, frightened as I saw a dark shadow outside on the porch - I forgot to mention, that the back door was on the side nearing the archway, and had a curtained window, from which I could see the person...


Maybe it was my uncle coming home from work early?


...No way, he had to work until the late afternoon as this was his longest workday, as he usually had worknights...


I walked to the door slowly, pulling aside a small portion of the curtain to peek out, but they were turned away, and I couldn't see them so well... it just looked like a hunched shadow... and now, I was officially scared and alarmed - to make matters worse, they approached the door again, and I jumped back from fear of being seen...


Oh no... they were knocking on the door... I didn't know what to do... get Mom? No... I didn't want to bother her... she had a rough night last night, so I was stuck now... maybe I should call the police? ...No, that involved Mom waking up again!


The knocking weakly continued then ceased, just as a deep voice cried something quickly, but I could not realize what they had just said...


Go away... I thought over and over in my head... then there was silence... then footsteps walking towards the porch stairs, but then, to my shock, came a loud thud... very loud... as if they fell...


Now I was more worried... what happened to the stranger? I wondered, and finally, after a very long silence, I gathered enough courage to go over, and slowly open the door...


I gasped at the figure laying bloody and severely injured on the porch... this couldn't be real... he had spiky black hair with white mixed in, with pale skin and a muscular torso, which was badly wound...


I realized, with stunning surprise who he... looked like...


He... he... he....


HE LOOKED JUST LIKE HIEI!


Was I dreaming, or was my most favorite Yuu Yuu Hakusho character laying - DYING on my porch??!!


I felt sick to my stomach, yet confusingly excited... Oh God, I hope he wasn't really dying...


What an idiot I am! I need to help him... but how?


I have possibly next to no medical skills whatsoever... and if I had him put in a hospital (which I wouldn't be able to do anyway, seeing as my grownups would freak out, and so would my brothers... plus there was the issue of him being seen by the public, then they would capture and put him on display like a freak just for the benifit of money...) he could also be in trouble, because what if whoever or whatever that did this to him found him?


Now I wanted to throw up... without thinking this over more, seeing as my head hurt too badly now - I am a sufferer of migraines because of my Mom being one too... I just grabbed a hold of each of his arms, and dragged him into the kitchen...


Surprisingly... or not... he was incredibly light, but it was still hard for me to do this... somehow, with a trial of blood dripping from poor Hiei's body, I managed to get him up to my room, and onto my bed after getting Kitty to jump off...


Oh, I pray no one woke up from all the loud noise...


I swallowed several times, staring in disbelief at Hiei... I was also covered in blood now, I noticed from glancing in my mirrordresser... I would have to throw these clothes out then, there was no way to clean them without getting busted...


Yes, I foolishly - or perhaps, wisely...? - chose not to reveal this little sercet out of fear of alot of different things...


I groaned, noticing the blood trials again... I would need to try to get them cleaned... but I also needed to help him...


I felt like screaming, I hate this kind of pressure... all in my control, yet I'm clueless; tired and with a headache too...


Finally after a few minutes, I walked over to Hiei, who was fainted cold away, I believe... um, I remember that he can self heal by himself for a while or something, or was it that demons can heal by themselves faster then humans? Argh... anyway, I ran off to the bathroom, got a towel - got it wet from the bathtub, so I have a wet towel, and a bar of soap... thus, I returned to my bedroom... and nearly screamed when I saw what time it was - 8:35


Swallowing hard again, I closed my door, then went over to examine him while holding what I had... oh God... how was I able to tell what was broken or not? He was covered in blood everywhere, darn it!


Ignoring that until when he woke up... oh no, he was probably going to kill me when he saw me... wait, but he didn't kill Kurama nor Mukuro when they took care of him... but then again, they had experience, and me, a fifteen-year-old tomboy was too busy with homework, computers, sports, video games, TV, music, books, my art, my stories and my jobs to study medical things, seeing as I SHOULDN'T have something like THIS happen to ME...


All I knew was what I was doing - this, and some sort of medicine that I had no idea if we had it, or where it might be - so, I wrapped a corner of the towel around the soap, and was about to start trying to clean some of his injuries... when it occured to me... suppose he did wake up? I figured he'd be very angry...


I had to do something else just to test before I continued... besides, this was something I always wanted to do for some weird, unexplainable reason... I leaned closer to Hiei, he was breathing raggily... bad sigh, but otherwise, seemed to be sound... so I... I... I...


I slapped Hiei's face as hard as I could, but it only fell back to the before position, and he was still out... Okay... so he is out like a blackout...


Ouch... he would most certainly murder me if he knew I did that to him... I supposed it could've been worse - I could've kissed him... ehhh... I made a face... but honestly, that didn't appeal to me at all.


So, after cleaning up the blood and some ugly, deep cuts, I got up; headed to the bathroom, and began soaking the towel - I had to use this, and this lousy bar of soap (which I am actually allergic to... I have bad allergics...) to go clean up the blood trials...


I started in my room... they came out fairly easy... then there was the hall - a carpet... crud.... but after scrubbing hard, it was too faint to notice... I'll just say I spilled too much fruit punch if they noticed it or something...


The stairs took up probably a hour... darn, that meant it was around nine... I couldn't believe no one was up yet... but I thanked God anyhow...


I headed off, cleaning up all the way to the back door... opening it up, the blood on the porch was actually washed away... it was now a thunderstorm, but I was too depressed and in a horrible mood to care... so I checked the computer... ack, I had left it on!


Darn, a MSN buddy had tried talking to me, but... I was too busy... so now, I quickly got in the chair, and typed to her that I hadn't been at my computer, and that I was doing something important... then I said sorry, and goodbye, and exited it out quickly... and AOL...


I groaned.... just great, it was nearly ten o'clock... I think Mom was awake now... so I quickly, but quietly ran back up to my room, closing and locking the door so no one would bother me...


I threw the bloody towel and the soap inside over onto the chair over at the other side of my room, then I was exhausted, and collapsed on the sofa in front of my window... I laid down on my side, staring at Hiei...


Was he a dream?


But, even so... this was a nightmare... I couldn't do much, but I couldn't let him down either... I wondered how he would react when he woke up... I just hope he wouldn't go into the hall; he'd probably go jump out the window if I wasn't laying here...


What happened next? Isn't it obvious? I fell asleep... ... ... ... . . .


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I woke up with my eyes shut, but I knew I was awake... I yawned silently, then I remembered my weird dream, just to sit up abruptly; gasping when I noticed myself covered in blood, and quickly turning to look at Hiei on my bed... who... to my shock was sitting up...


My eyes darted to the alarm clock... it was 5:11 P.M. - Oookay... so, I had missed dinner... didn't matter I hated dinner, but I bet Hiei would love it... or at least be so famished, he'd eat it all anyway... I wonder if he would eat my homework too? I chuckled, standing up - surprising Hiei, who looked at me with wide eyes...


He looks like a little child when he's all surprised like that...


I looked directly into his eyes, and said: "I took care of you... somewhat... I hope you feel better..."


I waited for a reply, but all he did was nod slowly, then he began looking around... hm, at least he wasn't going to kill me yet...


Okay... I just needed to leave my room next, hoping he wouldn't escape... but first...


I went over to the bed, and sat down beside him, causing him to back up from me, staring at me. I leaned over, and he leaned very far back - he would've fallen off if I hadn't pulled him forward, then I began feeling his left arm... but received a slap on my hands and a sound of pain from him.


"Sorry..." I said softly... then he spoke... saying; although I think he was asking me something... oh yeah, he was asking me something all right... but in Japanese...


.::.To be continued.::.