Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The youkai and you by me, Kita! ❯ Run ( Chapter 3 )

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Thinking better of the situation, and realizing you'd probably be more trouble than help, and you get up and run back through the forest as fast as you can. You hear the sounds of trees cracking behind you, and then something freezes your blood. Smoke. You can smell it . . . the forest is on fire! You panic and burst out of the woods into the field behind your house. Chancing a look behind you, you see that there are flames shooting up from about where the clearing should be . . . Hiei! You think, terrified. Then you notice the color of the flames . . . they're black. Black?! You think. How on earth could they be black . . . then you realize you've stopped and quickly make your way to the house, going up to your room and curling up on the bed, shivering with fear. Your mind starts racing. What the heck just happened? Who were those two . . . demons? The word pops into your head unexpectedly. You stay curled up in your room for what seems like hours, when suddenly you hear a soft knock on your window. Still a little scared, you cautiously get up from the bed. There is another knock. Steeling yourself for the worst, you walk over and slowly pull the curtain back. You let out an audible sigh of relief when you see it's only Hiei, his forehead hidden by the fabric. Without hesitation you pull the window up, and he falls into your room.

"Hiei!" You say, kneeling down to him and reaching out to help him up. As your arms encircle him you can feel a warm liquid staining the fabric . . . blood?!?! Then he looks up at you, and you hear yourself gasp. There's an eye in the middle of his forehead!! It's purple in color, and you feel drawn to it . . . drowning . . . you shake yourself. No, there's something wrong here. You look into his eyes, trying to ignore the unnatural one above them.

"Hiei . . . what happened?" He tries to get up and you help him to his feet . . . his voice is staggered . . .

"I'll . . . tell you later . . . right now . . . I need-" He's attempting to walk on his own, but doesn't get very far before you have to rush over to support him again.

"What?! What do you need?" He looks up at you, red eyes clouding . . .

"Help . . ." He whispers just before passing out.

You rush the unconscious guy to the bathroom and set him down gently. Déjà vu . . . you think, remembering yesterday. Jeez . . . this guy sure does get himself beat up a lot . . . you think when seeing the numerous cuts and slashes across his chest. His very compact, muscular, chest . . . NO! You think. This is NOT the time to be thinking like that!!!! Putting all thoughts but dressing his wounds out of your mind, you set out to get him fixed up. Since you put the first aid kit in the corner of the room last night, it's only a little while before you're done. You ran out of bandages shortly after dressing the wound in his stomach, and giggle slightly when you pull back and see the band-aids covering his arms and face. Then your gaze drifts up to his forehead. All three of his eyes are closed. What IS he . . . you think, reaching out a hand instinctively towards the closed purple eye. Just when your hand is floating above it, it opens. You snatch your hand back, slightly afraid, staring at it with a mix of fear and curiosity. Then you notice his regular eyes are open. He sits up, `hn'ing at the little bits of plastic (a.k.a. band-aids) attached to his skin. You're still staring at the purple eye on his forehead. Vaguely aware of him getting up, you sit without moving, still staring at the spot where the strange eye had been a moment ago . . . then, suddenly, you can move again.

You blink, and your confused gaze goes up to him, seeing that he's wrapped a white piece of cloth around his head, covering the thing on his brow. He sees you staring, then sighs and sits, cross-legged, on the floor in front of you.

"I suppose you would like an explanation, Maki." You nod slowly, and he rubs his neck, looking down at the floor. Then he meets your gaze with his own.

"This may be hard to understand, but-"

For the next chapter go to `4. Truth'

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