Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Legacy ❯ Exalted ( Chapter 4 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Ah, what a time writing this story! As much as I loved writing Hebi, she's surprisingly gotten kind of boring in four short chapters. I give my farewells to both her and Taro.
Chapter 4) Salvation
“Well,” Hebi stared at the carnage as she entered the room. “I should've known you had something to do with daddy's death. But to be honest, I always thought you were a rather stupid little girl, and that you probably left it to that boy of yours.”
Mukuro continued staring at the wall.
“Damn, I hated that man.” Hebi almost looked forlorn for a moment as she stared at the corpse. “He sent an assassin after Mother when she ran off. I almost had the mind to go with her. But she left without even telling me.
“I guess people who are supposed to give a damn have a tendency to abandon you, don't they? Looks like Hiei just left, himself.”
“Just go.” Mukuro, absolutely miserable, didn't care what Hebi had to say at the moment.
“Fine, but we need to leave for his estate tomorrow if we ever want to get there in time to settle it.” Hebi retreated, leaving Mukuro more miserable than ever.
One Month Later...
The white noise of the gathering crowds fell to deaf ears of the combatant studying the charts. Even after spending hundreds of years alone, now he actually felt lonely. Now here he was, this pathetic solitary figure seeing which of his “friends” he would expect to see again.
Taro was a given. And everyone knew he wasn't there to win. No sign of Yusuke, Kurama or Yomi, who apparently was still training Shura. Enki seemed to have decided one term of residing over Makai was good enough for him, but everyone below noticed him up in the box stands, chewing his nails over the friendliness of this new champion, Koenma right beside him. How had most powerful demons taken to his law? Spirit world considered itself lucky than Enki was such a peach. But now that was the problem. How many demons out there are peaches?
He continued searching the chart hopefully. He wasn't looking for any of them.
“Mr. Hiei, you're up.” A pretty assistant ushered him and the rest of a large group to the preliminaries.
The whole preliminary round seemed to be a fog. Hiei couldn't help but let his mind wander back over to the charts. The next thing he knew, he woke up in a hospital bed just at the start of the first round. Aside from being totally humiliating, his quick defeat brought him the chance to wander around for a while. No duties to return to, no direction, basically no point in existing. For a rare moment, Hiei felt totally bored. Perhaps he would check and see if Mukuro would b in the tournament.
To embarrassed to show face in the stands, he decided to ask Kirin, Mukuro's former advisor. Diligent as ever, he was found still working at the Makai guard.
“Yes, Lord Mukuro left soon after you did.” he commented. “She went with her sister to her late father's estate.”
“Ohh...” Never before had Hiei felt such sympathy. Turns out she might still need him after all. He raced to Mukuro's old hell of a home.
He stood defiantly in front of the gates, observing Hebi walk out one of the buildings, then wave for her new servants to open the gates.
Hiei scowled at the loathsome woman as he stepped through the gateway.
Hebi pulled him aside as he walked past her. “Now listen here,” she muttered. “Don't go walking out on her again. I'm here to witness that dramatic ride-into-the-sunset ending for this little romance.”
“Hypocrite,” He muttered, and she replied with that old nasty grin. He didn’t see it. Mukuro had just followed Hebi out the door looking horrible. Looking up at Hiei, she gave a smile of relief to see at friendly face.
Hiei smiled back; this time, he didn't try to hide it. “Lets go.”
Neither of them looked back at Hebi, who watched them with amusement. Hiei didn't care what she thought or said.
He glanced up at a solemn Mukuro. She would probably never cry on his shoulder. But if the time ever came that she needed to, he resolved, he would be there.
Epilogue
With tear gems in hand, Hiei slowly made his way towards the temple. He took a deep breath. In those three long years he had spent in human world, he had never appreciated the sparkling country air that distinguished itself from the stuffy human cities and the rotten toxic Makai. Truly happy for the first time in his life, Hiei felt no fear approaching his sister, who greeted him from the top of the steps.
“You found him?” Yukina asked with a mixture of timidity and hope.
Slowly, Hiei nodded, handing her both tear gems. “He told me that he's not ready to face you yet, maybe not for a long time. But he cares about you very much.” Hiei actually noticed himself holding back tears of his own as he watched the hirasaki stones drip from his sister’s eyes.
“How come he can't face me?” She looked so happy to hear this news, which Hiei carried out in such an ironic fashion.
Hiei gave a funny smile. “He's probably just too protective of his little sister.”
Yukina laughed heartily. “Well, tell him that he should know that his little sister is a lot tougher than she looks,” She gave Hiei this omnipotent look.
He understood what that look meant and played along. “I'll pass that along.”
Thus the sibling rivalry began, sort of.
My sis says I made Mukuroa wimp and Hiei an ass… ah well. Ending a story is awkward now that I’m actually doing that.