Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Between Brother and Sister ❯ Goodbyes ( Chapter 5 )
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By: restinpieces 
A tragedy leaves the old team and their consorts grapling with emotions and Hiei reveals a long held secret. What will the repercussions be?
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.16.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 335 | Status: Work In Progress
A tragedy leaves the old team and their consorts grapling with emotions and Hiei reveals a long held secret. What will the repercussions be?
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.16.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 335 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 5: Goodbyes
It was six o’clock the next morning and Yukina was worried.
Genkai had gone to bed earlier yesterday evening, which had pleased Yukina then, but now the poor koorime was worried as the hour-mark passed and Genkai had yet to awaken.
“Her age is just catching up with her,” Hiei had told her.
Yukina knew that. As a human, especially an elderly human, she would need more sleep than either of them. She was probably just catching up on all the sleep she had missed the past couple months.
It made sense, but she still worried.
“I will go check on her,” Yukina finally said aloud as she stood up from the table, “And if she is sleeping soundly then I will leave her be.”
Hiei followed his sister’s exiting form with his eyes until she disappeared around a corner, and even then he kept his eyes on where he had seen her leave.
He knew what she would find - he had sensed it last night.
So when his sister’s shrill cry echoed through the temple grounds he merely sighed and moved his gaze to the window.
----
“On some level, we all knew it was coming,” Yusuke said mournfully as he stared at the burning funeral pyre he had lit a half hour ago, “She just wasn’t doing so well.”
Yukina nodded her head in agreement, but she still could not speak.
Being a tenant at the temple, a close consort of Genkai’s, and the person to find her body, the poor koorime had fallen into a fit of depression.
“Aw, you poor thing,” Shizuru said as she placed her arm around Yukina’s shoulders, “You two must have been close, living together and all. Plus, now who will you stay with?”
Yukina’s shoulders sagged a bit more in defeat - she had been asking that question and more herself for the past two days.
“Shizuru, do you have to say stuff like that?” Kuwabara complained, “My beautiful flower is sad enough as it is. Please, my dear, beautiful, Yukina-chan, do not cry anymore, for I am here to help you!”
“Unless you can somehow bring the old woman back, you are worthless,” Hiei stated as he joined the group.
“You know what, shrimp? Your gloomy attitude isn’t helping things any,” Kuwabara shot back, “So why don’t you just leave everyone like you did last time; I mean, it’s not like you care about anyone here. And we were all doing fine when you were gone.”
Yukina looked up at Hiei with worried eyes, wishing that he would not take the human’s statements to heart.
Hiei did not reply. He could not reply. He wondered those things himself.
“Look,” Yusuke butted in, “We’re here for Genkai, okay? So for once, can you two not fight? You don’t even have to talk to each other, just don’t fight. Got it?”
Hiei and Kuwabara looked up at the teen’s surprisingly emotional plea and took in his depressed appearance before they agreed to the terms.
Keiko came up and slipped her arms around Yusuke’s waist, giving him a small hug as she looked into his eyes.
“Yusuke?” she whispered in askance of how he was doing.
“She was a lot more than my teacher,” he said as his gaze returned to where the old master’s body lay burning.
The small group of mourners remained at the temple until nightfall, recalling stories of the deceased, catching up, and making plans to meet up later on.
----
It was only when Kurama had said his final goodbyes, along with Kuwabara and Shizuru, that Hiei confronted his sister who was now silently placing the leftover snacks she had prepared into the refrigerator.
“You are sad.”
Yukina nodded her head once before continuing to clean up the small mess that had been left behind.
“Why should you be?” he continued, “She was old. The elderly die. She lived surprisingly long for a human.”
Yukina breathed in deeply, trying to keep a steady hold on her emotions. Did he have to do this now? Right after she had died? Did he not feel any grief over her death?
“This is what happens when you befriend mortals,” he scolded, “They will all die long before you - even their offspring will meet their demise while you are young. It is better to avoid any form of relationship with them.”
Yukina turned to Hiei then, with anger and pain and pity set in her face and tears in her eyes.
“Sometimes, Hiei-san, you do not understand anything.”
Hiei took a moment to recover from the shock of his sister’s verbal attack, but once he did he caught up to her retreating form and did not let her leave.
As she tried to escape from him, he did his best to keep her there and come up with some reason for doing so.
“If I told you who your brother was, would you stop crying?”
“Huh?”
Yukina stood still, completely shocked and confused by Hiei’s outburst.
Hiei mentally cursed himself for bringing this up. Was he really going to tell her who he was?
But when he saw how lost and depressed she looked, and how alone she was now; and remembered everything she had said to him about how she would hope her brother would be just like him, and how his past did not matter to her; he realized he would tell her - he would do anything to heal her.
“If I told you who your brother was, would you stop crying?” he said more slowly this time.
He watched as Yukina thought out his question, her eyes darting back and forth as she stared at nothing in particular.
“It’s not like it matters,” she finally said, “You searched for him for many years and couldn’t find him and then you gave up.”
“Hypothetically,” he pushed, “If I knew and I told you, would you stop crying?”
His tone was getting desperate, and his volume was increasing.
Yukina was beginning to panic, “I-I don’t know. Maybe?”
That ‘maybe’ was good enough for him. He would do anything if it offered even the smallest chances of cheering her.
So with all his courage summed up into this one action, he reached into a pocket in his cloak and pulled out a chain that held a tear gem on it.
“This was your brother’s,” he began as he held it out to her, “Given to him by the one who cast him off the floating island. If you truly wish for him to hold yours, then it is only right that you should hold his.”
Yukina stared at the gem that he placed in her cupped hands, spellbound, as Hiei’s words slowly sunk in.
“So you know who-?”
The excited koorime’s question was cut short as she looked up at Hiei only to see her tear gem dangling around his neck.
“Hiei-san?”
“It is right for brother and sister to wear each other’s gem, ne?”
Realization landed like a ton of dead bricks and Yukina had to hold onto the wall to keep her ground under the heft of it.
She stared at the necklace in her hand and tears sprung to her eyes - a couple escaping and falling to the ground as precious gems - as she wrapped her mind around the fact that her brother, the brother she had been searching for for so long, stood right in front of her. But when she looked up with a smile on her face, ready to tell Hiei how glad she was, his spot was empty and the air was cold.
----
Hiei sat on a tree branch, one leg dangling in mid-air, the other held close to his body, acting as an armrest for his left arm.
He watched as his sister’s tear gem reflected the moonlight as his had when he used to stare at it when he was younger - before he lost it.
He was hurt; deeply and severely wounded like no other wound he had received before.
She had not accepted him.
He had believed what she said and had told her the truth, but she could not even look him in the eye.
Instead she had cried.
He knew then that he would leave.
He would let her forget about him and let her be happy again; because what the human had said was right: they had been doing just fine when he was gone.
Maybe now everything would get better for them all again.
It was six o’clock the next morning and Yukina was worried.
Genkai had gone to bed earlier yesterday evening, which had pleased Yukina then, but now the poor koorime was worried as the hour-mark passed and Genkai had yet to awaken.
“Her age is just catching up with her,” Hiei had told her.
Yukina knew that. As a human, especially an elderly human, she would need more sleep than either of them. She was probably just catching up on all the sleep she had missed the past couple months.
It made sense, but she still worried.
“I will go check on her,” Yukina finally said aloud as she stood up from the table, “And if she is sleeping soundly then I will leave her be.”
Hiei followed his sister’s exiting form with his eyes until she disappeared around a corner, and even then he kept his eyes on where he had seen her leave.
He knew what she would find - he had sensed it last night.
So when his sister’s shrill cry echoed through the temple grounds he merely sighed and moved his gaze to the window.
----
“On some level, we all knew it was coming,” Yusuke said mournfully as he stared at the burning funeral pyre he had lit a half hour ago, “She just wasn’t doing so well.”
Yukina nodded her head in agreement, but she still could not speak.
Being a tenant at the temple, a close consort of Genkai’s, and the person to find her body, the poor koorime had fallen into a fit of depression.
“Aw, you poor thing,” Shizuru said as she placed her arm around Yukina’s shoulders, “You two must have been close, living together and all. Plus, now who will you stay with?”
Yukina’s shoulders sagged a bit more in defeat - she had been asking that question and more herself for the past two days.
“Shizuru, do you have to say stuff like that?” Kuwabara complained, “My beautiful flower is sad enough as it is. Please, my dear, beautiful, Yukina-chan, do not cry anymore, for I am here to help you!”
“Unless you can somehow bring the old woman back, you are worthless,” Hiei stated as he joined the group.
“You know what, shrimp? Your gloomy attitude isn’t helping things any,” Kuwabara shot back, “So why don’t you just leave everyone like you did last time; I mean, it’s not like you care about anyone here. And we were all doing fine when you were gone.”
Yukina looked up at Hiei with worried eyes, wishing that he would not take the human’s statements to heart.
Hiei did not reply. He could not reply. He wondered those things himself.
“Look,” Yusuke butted in, “We’re here for Genkai, okay? So for once, can you two not fight? You don’t even have to talk to each other, just don’t fight. Got it?”
Hiei and Kuwabara looked up at the teen’s surprisingly emotional plea and took in his depressed appearance before they agreed to the terms.
Keiko came up and slipped her arms around Yusuke’s waist, giving him a small hug as she looked into his eyes.
“Yusuke?” she whispered in askance of how he was doing.
“She was a lot more than my teacher,” he said as his gaze returned to where the old master’s body lay burning.
The small group of mourners remained at the temple until nightfall, recalling stories of the deceased, catching up, and making plans to meet up later on.
----
It was only when Kurama had said his final goodbyes, along with Kuwabara and Shizuru, that Hiei confronted his sister who was now silently placing the leftover snacks she had prepared into the refrigerator.
“You are sad.”
Yukina nodded her head once before continuing to clean up the small mess that had been left behind.
“Why should you be?” he continued, “She was old. The elderly die. She lived surprisingly long for a human.”
Yukina breathed in deeply, trying to keep a steady hold on her emotions. Did he have to do this now? Right after she had died? Did he not feel any grief over her death?
“This is what happens when you befriend mortals,” he scolded, “They will all die long before you - even their offspring will meet their demise while you are young. It is better to avoid any form of relationship with them.”
Yukina turned to Hiei then, with anger and pain and pity set in her face and tears in her eyes.
“Sometimes, Hiei-san, you do not understand anything.”
Hiei took a moment to recover from the shock of his sister’s verbal attack, but once he did he caught up to her retreating form and did not let her leave.
As she tried to escape from him, he did his best to keep her there and come up with some reason for doing so.
“If I told you who your brother was, would you stop crying?”
“Huh?”
Yukina stood still, completely shocked and confused by Hiei’s outburst.
Hiei mentally cursed himself for bringing this up. Was he really going to tell her who he was?
But when he saw how lost and depressed she looked, and how alone she was now; and remembered everything she had said to him about how she would hope her brother would be just like him, and how his past did not matter to her; he realized he would tell her - he would do anything to heal her.
“If I told you who your brother was, would you stop crying?” he said more slowly this time.
He watched as Yukina thought out his question, her eyes darting back and forth as she stared at nothing in particular.
“It’s not like it matters,” she finally said, “You searched for him for many years and couldn’t find him and then you gave up.”
“Hypothetically,” he pushed, “If I knew and I told you, would you stop crying?”
His tone was getting desperate, and his volume was increasing.
Yukina was beginning to panic, “I-I don’t know. Maybe?”
That ‘maybe’ was good enough for him. He would do anything if it offered even the smallest chances of cheering her.
So with all his courage summed up into this one action, he reached into a pocket in his cloak and pulled out a chain that held a tear gem on it.
“This was your brother’s,” he began as he held it out to her, “Given to him by the one who cast him off the floating island. If you truly wish for him to hold yours, then it is only right that you should hold his.”
Yukina stared at the gem that he placed in her cupped hands, spellbound, as Hiei’s words slowly sunk in.
“So you know who-?”
The excited koorime’s question was cut short as she looked up at Hiei only to see her tear gem dangling around his neck.
“Hiei-san?”
“It is right for brother and sister to wear each other’s gem, ne?”
Realization landed like a ton of dead bricks and Yukina had to hold onto the wall to keep her ground under the heft of it.
She stared at the necklace in her hand and tears sprung to her eyes - a couple escaping and falling to the ground as precious gems - as she wrapped her mind around the fact that her brother, the brother she had been searching for for so long, stood right in front of her. But when she looked up with a smile on her face, ready to tell Hiei how glad she was, his spot was empty and the air was cold.
----
Hiei sat on a tree branch, one leg dangling in mid-air, the other held close to his body, acting as an armrest for his left arm.
He watched as his sister’s tear gem reflected the moonlight as his had when he used to stare at it when he was younger - before he lost it.
He was hurt; deeply and severely wounded like no other wound he had received before.
She had not accepted him.
He had believed what she said and had told her the truth, but she could not even look him in the eye.
Instead she had cried.
He knew then that he would leave.
He would let her forget about him and let her be happy again; because what the human had said was right: they had been doing just fine when he was gone.
Maybe now everything would get better for them all again.