Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Healing Process ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Why was Kurama so stupid? Did he not tell the kitsune he was tired? That he needed to rest? Why wasn't the redhead listening? Hiei closed his eyes again. Only to be roughly shaken by firm hands. "Hiei! I can't let you sleep. Not yet." Kurama's voice was ment to be soothing but the sound only made Hiei dispise him more. "Kisama, get your hands off me!" Hiei jerked free of the kitsune's grasp and tried to put distance between them. He only made it a few steps before his weak legs caused him to fall to his knees on the grass. A deep sense of failure flooded through him. Never in his life had he dropped to such a low level of strength...of weakness. The realization that he may have bitten off more than he could chew in the last battle made Hiei sick to his stomach.


Hiei was being difficult. Kurama knew he had been drained of alot of energy and youki in the last battle, but seeing the normally sturdy and powerful youkai on his knees in the grass made Kurama realize even Hiei wasn't invincible. "Hiei, let me help you. You're too weak--" Hiei glared coldly at him. "I am NOT weak Kurama!"
"I know Hiei. I'm sorry. I didn't mean--" Kurama studdered, knowing he had just made Hiei angrier. "Get away from me." The black youkai struggled to his feet and turned away from him, making his way towards the waterfront across the Tournament Field.
"Hiei, were are you going?" Kurama called after his friend. Hiei wouldn't answer and Kurama felt a pang of guilt for allowing Hiei to be injured in the tournament. Hiei had objected to the idea of tag-teaming and Kurama had respected his decision. But that didn't change the fact that Hiei was hard headed. Kurama watched with a heavy heart as Hiei used what little strength he had left to cross the field. "Hiei." Kurama whispered into the breeze. "Hiei I'm sorry."


Hot pain shot up his right leg with every step he took. A dull throbbing come from within his chest and Hiei knew he'd broken his collarbone and at least one rib. The youkai he'd fought just an hour ago had definately done some damage. Hiei had won; of course, he would never have forgiven himself if he lost. But the aftremath of such a vicious fight sent his pain tolernce into overdrive. Climbing painfully onto large rock, Hiei looked out at the ocean. The sun was already setting and the sky was saturated in blues, oranges, pinks and purples. Hiei drew in a breath and leaned back on his elbows, tossing his head back to recieve the sunlight. His eyes began to close again. Fatigue was getting the better of him. What was it Kurama said? Didn't he warn him not to sleep? Why? Hiei puzzled over this for a moment before completely stretching out on the rock. Giving in to his body's demand for rest, Hiei nodded off to sleep. His consciouslness lulled away by the sounds of the ocean....

TBC....