Sorry to say that I do not own YYH.
I was taught to hate and loathe demons. I did not fear them but I did feel that they were dangerous. I was a hunter, swift and silent. He was my target; he was my downfall. HB.
I ran through the alleys, my breath coming out in white puffs. His shadow darted in out of my vision. I felt my mind darken and my sight become sharper. I jumped over a patch of ice and skidded to a stop before I hit a large pile of snow. I felt his blade pierce my right shoulder and I turned around. I attacked and blocked; fighting against his strength as best as I was able. His flaming scarlet orbs began glowing. He dropped to one hand and went to trip me but I jumped out of the way. Using all of the strength that I possessed, I slashed downward with my sword. I caught his left shoulder and went down his chest. He glared at me. I glared back. I jumped past him and ran as fast as I could away from the angry koorime. I wasn't running from the fight. The place we had been at would've involved innocents. I was suddenly caught around the waist and pulled into another alley. Someone covered my mouth so that I couldn't scream. Someone else knocked my blade from my hand and traced their hands down my body. I bit the person's hand as hard as I could, feeling my fangs penetrate his flesh. Hot blood flooded into my mouth and I began choking. I stared up at the group of demons. I should have known this would happen some day.
"What a pretty little demon you are." One slammed me against the brick wall and I fought as hard as I could against them but they all held me tightly. "Our leader will be proud." One of them yanked my hair tie out and ran his filthy fingers through my hair.
"Oh! She's one of Koenma's!" One cried.
"That's a plus!" Another said. I began shaking with rage and fear. However, rage won and I released a large amount of Reiki. They screamed obscenities at me but refused to let go. Suddenly, their warm blood was all over me and I felt so spent that I couldn't move. I slid down the wall; closing my eyes and feeling cold metal pressed against my neck. I knew who it was. I could not fight him now. He was going to kill me... I felt my normal state of mind come back with the realization that I was going to die. A solitary tear slid down my face.
"Hiei..." I opened my eyes and stared up at him. He stared down at me; his eyes a clouded scarlet color. He was shaking, which caused the sword to cut lightly into my soft flesh. I bit my lip as droplets of blood ran down my neck and saw surprise register on his face. He backed away from me in fear.
"N-No..." I blinked and brought one shaking hand up to feel the blood rolling down my skin. They were merely droplets. I frowned.
"Are you not going to kill me?" I asked; confused beyond reason. Why was he all of a sudden acting this way? I stared at him for a long moment before I reached out to him. He vanished before I could even say another word. Most of my Reiki was spent so I couldn't follow him and I hadn't the vaguest idea of how much blood that I actually lost. I sat there for a while until the scent of blood actually got to me and I crawled further away from the bodies. I held my stomach for a few minutes before I got sick. The nasty taste made me want to retch again. However, I was now shaking so horribly that I couldn't stand up. I pulled out my communicator and dialed my phone number for my apartment to contact Shuuichi, or Kurama, who was waiting there.
"Where are you?" He asked.
"I-I don't know. Please...just get here." My voice was shaking and I wanted to slap myself for it. He was silent for a moment before sighing.
"I will." I heard the click that indicated that he hung up. Then I leaned my forehead against the cool brick wall and waited.
I heard a splash followed by a choice curse and jerked awake. A figure approached me steadily.
"Botan..." He knelt down in front of me. I stared up at him in a daze. He lifted me into his arms and I let out a whimper when he jolted my wounded shoulder. He traced the red line across my throat before sighing and shifting me so that he could run. I was in a haze of pain and barely heard a word he said to me. All I can really remember was thinking that he smelled like roses. I liked roses a lot and they smelled lovely... I hadn't been aware that we had arrived at my apartment where he had everything ready and waiting.
I came back to the conscious world to hear the sound of running water. Kurama came into the room with a large bowl of water, which he placed next to me. He set a cloth in and began to clean my shoulder again. I heard him curse once more before reaching over to the table and setting a needle and thread beside me. I must've pulled my stitches.
"How are you feeling?" I was too tired to do anything but move my head to look at my mess of a shoulder. When I didn't answer, he continued to clean the blood away. Then he threaded the needle after pulling out the old thread and discarding it. He began stitching again and I lay there, watching him. I glanced up at him every so often and saw the deep concentration on his face. His work was like that of a very experienced and skilled doctor. I was astonished. When he finished and was applying salves before wrapping it up and making a make-shift sling, I grew curious.
"What's the damage?" I asked almost hesitantly.
"You lost a lot of blood so you were out for a while." He paused. "What about those demons?" I winced when he brushed over a tender spot.
"They ganged up on me when I was leading Hiei away from innocents." I stated curtly. "Hiei got them and then...left." He stared at me with a certain look in his emerald eyes that I couldn't begin to understand.
"Well, it was less damage than last time." I reached up and grasped his shirt with the hand that I could move.
"Next time you see him, ask him why. Just say that I ask why." He appeared thoughtful.
"If you injured him then he will most likely come to me when I get home. I will ask for you." I let go of his shirt and nodded, relaxing on the blanket that he placed beneath me. He covered me. "You will not be able to move for a while. I will make you a potion that will merely paralyze your body for a little while so you do not pull the stitches. I decided to wait and see if you wished for me to contact anyone to come and help you." I nodded.
"Will you call Genkai? The number is on my cell phone." He grabbed it off the table and found her number. I lay there for a few minutes before realizing that I was in nothing but my bra and the bottom of my catsuit with the top part tied around my waist. I blushed when he looked at me and said some words that I didn't catch to the old psychic woman.
"Yes, that will be fine. Thank you." He hung up and looked at me. "Genkai was not at home. She was training with Yuusuke. Keiko told me that she will come with Shizuru."
"I-I guess that's fine." I smiled weakly.
I opened my eyes and blinked. The television was on and someone was muttering about finding the coffee.
"Third cupboard to the right..." I mumbled; sitting up and looking around.
"Thanks." The girl stopped and looked at me with wide eyes. I blinked. She was the tall boy's sister, Shizuru. "Hey! Keiko!" I opened my mouth to tell them not to rush to me but it was too late.
"How are you feeling?" Keiko asked me in a worried tone. I winced when I tried to sit up. That potion was apparently still under effect.
"I have to...make a call to someone." They helped me up and took me to the couch. Then I grabbed the phone with my left hand and called Koenma. I told him about my arm and he asked me if he could send a ferry girl to heal me. I declined. My reason was that I had someone helping me with it already. After we hung up, Keiko stared at me worriedly.
"I think that your case is way too dangerous." She said as Shizuru left to go make coffee. "This is the second time." I bit my lip at the mention of the first time. "Why are you putting yourself through this?" My reason was solid enough. I wanted to end the bloodshed. I didn't want any more innocent ningens getting involved. Only by fighting, could I try to stop it.
"He has hurt too many innocents. He has killed too many people. I have to end it before it goes too far." My mind was spinning with possibilities. "The next could be you. He does it at random, or so we think. What if you and Shizuru were at the wrong place at the wrong time?" She gave me a concerned look before shrugging.
"I can't say but you are the one in danger." I closed my eyes and winced at her words. She was right and yet, in a way, she was wrong. If Hiei truly meant to kill me, why hadn't he done so already? Carefully, I tested myself standing on my own but only succeeded in falling backwards. I decided that I would sit there for a while, until it wore off...
Two days passed and my arm was healing as Kurama had mentioned that it would. I actually had no idea when I began switching from using Shuuichi to Kurama... However, that thought did not concern me. Keiko and Shizuru had become my temporary roommates and they did not seem to mind. Shizuru was actually happy.
I soon got a call from Koenma that told me that Ayame was sick and had been out yesterday and was still not there. I told him that I would fill in for her.
"Keiko? I'm going down to the office, all right?" She looked up at me from doing her homework. She smiled and nodded.
"That's fine. Just no fighting." I shook my head.
"One of the office girls is out. All I'll have to do is paperwork." She grinned. "I'll probably be gone until tomorrow afternoon. If Shuuichi calls, will you tell him for me?" She nodded and I smiled. I went into my room, dressed into a pair of jeans and a black long-sleeved shirt then left. I adjusted the sling as I stood in the elevator. The stitches went from my shoulder down my arm to above the elbow so there were very few things that I could do. I only hoped that I could do the work. The walk to the office was as easy as usual but the ningens took more care, since it appeared that I was injured. I got into the office and checked in. Then I went up.
"Botan!" George smiled at me and waved from the doorway of Ayame's office after I stepped off the elevator. "Over here!"
"Hello, George!" I said cheerfully. I missed him. He was always very kind to me in Reikai.
"You've grown since I last saw you." He scratched the back of his head and I laughed. "Come on. I'll show you what you have to do." He then noticed my arm and gave me a questioning look.
"I was on my latest mission and he sliced my arm up pretty good." He frowned worriedly and went to say something when he was interrupted by Koenma.
"I thought someone was looking at that for you."
"Uh, I do. But I think that Hiei used his Reiki with his blade so it would be hazardous to allow a ferry girl to use her pure Reiki to heal it." I explained; hoping that I was right. I would have to ask Kurama about that later. I had read about something like that in the books in Reikai.
"I see. Well, as long as you can write and file, then things are fine." I nodded with a bright grin.
"I can." I sat down in the seat and carefully took off the sling. "Where is the stuff?"
"Right there." He pointed to at least ten stacks of papers about my size lining the wall. "Try not to hurt yourself."
"Don't worry. I'll be fine." He smiled and left with George trailing behind him. It was time to get to work.
I felt my arm beginning to cramp up around midnight. I was copying data from one part of a folder to another. Then I was filing. Then I had typing to do. The hardest part had to be trying to get comfortable. Around seven, Koenma walked through the door to see me still filing. He stared. Where there had been ten stacks, only four remained.
"You didn't take a break, did you?" I looked at him before shaking my head. He sighed and I looked at the clock.
"I guess I should, huh?" He gave me a look that said 'what do you think?' and I smiled nervously. "All right, then. As long as you have someone to replace me."
"I can get someone. You go home and get some rest." I nodded before standing and leaving. "Thank you."
I did listen to his advice and nearly got my head bitten off by Keiko, who was pissed off that I hadn't taken a break. I told her that there was a lot of work so that she would calm down long enough for me to take the potion and go to sleep.
When I woke up, I only had to wait about ten minutes before I could move again. Apparently, I slept a good long time. It was around noon the next day that I woke up. I decided on going to see Kurama about my wounds. I dressed and put my arm in the sling before wandering downstairs and finding my way to his school to wait until it let out. It took me about an hour to get there at my leisure pace so I took a nap in the tree next to the gate. When the last bell rang, I jumped and looked around.
I jumped down and stood in front of the gate. The cold air made me pull my jacket closer. Finally, Kurama wandered out with a few friends of his.
"Shuuichi!" I called. He looked up at me before smiling.
"Botan." His friends stared at me with their mouths open in a sort of shock. "What are you doing here?"
"I figured that we could talk over tea." He caught the seriousness of my tone before turning to his friends and trying to get them to leave us. They flat out refused, asking him to introduce them to me. I rolled my eyes behind my sunglasses.
"Botan, these are my friends from the Lab." I shook their hands when he said their names but didn't really pay any attention.
"Nice to meet you." I said politely with a quick bow. Then I turned to my target. "You also have some stuff to discuss with me, as well." He coughed.
"I have not the faintest idea. I have not seen him since."
"Oh..." I closed my eyes. Then I gasped and looked back. A tall, arrogant-looking man walked into my sight. I felt the Reiki surrounding him. It would be quite a fight. I took off the sling and let it drop to the ground before standing in front of the group. "What do you want?" He snapped his fingers with a smirk and my sunglasses flew off. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"So, you are the young sprite they keep talking about." He stepped closer to me. "To answer your question... I have come to pick a fight." I felt the wind from his power and knew that this fight was not going to be easy. I closed my eyes and relaxed my muscles, allowing myself to feel as tranquil as the water. My symbol returned and I felt my body cool as though I was in water.
"I accept your challenge." I opened my eyes and lifted my left hand feeling the beads of water forming on my fingertips. It was a rather powerful attack. I smirked. Kurama's eyes were on me and I could feel his piercing gaze. I would be fine if I didn't damage my right arm.
"Good." He laughed. "Let's see how skilled you really are, sprite!" He ran at me. I knew that he was going to use his wind powers closer to do more harm. I threw my beads of water and drew my blade from my back, under my coat. He looked surprised. I clutched it tightly in my left hand. I could use either if I needed to, which was a good thing. He dodged most of my beads but could not dodge both them and my sword. I brought the blade down and pierced his right leg. He got hit by a few of my beads. They were rather fascinating. Each one was packed full with Reiki and felt like shards of ice as they cut into my opponents. I dodged a small whirlwind that probably would've caused some damage and landed a cut across his right side.
"Well? Do I pass?" He didn't answer. He clenched his teeth before pushing gale force winds at me. I automatically, on reflex, brought up my left arm to cover my face. I felt my feet leave the ground and I flew back, into the school gate. I grunted then slid down. He came at me with his fist raised but I was ready. I made a clean cut up his arm from the wrist. He made an attempt to grab my arm to slam me to the ground but I dodged and made another clean slice, this one across his abdomen. He dropped to the ground. "Damn." I sighed. "More problems to deal with." I took out my communicator and contacted Koenma.
"What happened?" He knew by the look on my face.
"I've got someone who would enjoy your prisons, Koenma." I saw him roll his eyes before nodding.
"I'll send some people." I nodded and closed it before turning to the group of teenagers behind me. Kurama's scrutiny did nothing to ease my restlessness.
"No one's hurt?" His friends shook their heads. I looked down at my bloody sword before taking my jacket off and wiping it clean. Then I sheathed it and tied my coat around my waist. I could handle coldness. "How long should I wait?" I asked him. He walked over to me and ripped my right sleeve, inspecting my stitches.
"You did not damage it badly." He smiled and traced his fingers over his work. "You are healing quicker than I anticipated." I smiled.
"I am a fast healer." He nodded.
"Well, I will tell you all I know. It is not much but it may help." I let out a breath of relief.
"While I do that, I will perform a few tests to see what else we can do for your arm."
That is the end of chapter 6. It was rather long, ne? I had to put in another fight scene! They are so much fun to write!