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Chapter 5
Hiei hopped up into the tree next to Kurama's window. He wanted to at least say something to the fox before he left for good. He tapped on the glass.
Kurama had his head buried in a book when he heard a soft rapping noise. He looked up, seeing Hiei. He sighed, and opened the window. Hiei hopped in.
"Look, Hiei," said Kurama, running a hand through his hair. "I really need to finish this book. It was something my mother had wanted me to read, and I never did. Now that she's dead, I want to read it."
Hiei eyed a beer can on the desk. "I see you've continued your ugly habit while attempting to do something useful."
Kurama sighed, and sat down on his bed. "What do you want?" he asked.
"Nothing." Hiei told him.
"Then please leave."
Hiei took a step back. "What?"
Kurama looked up at him. "I said, leave." Hiei was confused. Didn't Kurama like his visits? "I said, get out!" he shouted, throwing a notebook at Hiei.
Hiei, feeling rejected, hopped out the window, and into the night. He would go far, far away, where no one would find him.
Hell.
That's where no one would dare follow him.
Hiei landed on the floor of a thick forest. He sat at the foot of a giant oak tree, and eyed his katana. He un sheathed it, and looked at his reflection. The eyes of a killer looked back at him. He turned away, and pressed the blade to his heart.
"I'm sorry, Yukina," he murmured. And the blade stained with human blood pierced his flesh, and cut his blackened heart.
He lay there for a minute, vision going fuzzy, and blood trickling out of his mouth. He jerked, no longer in control of his body. Tears rolled down his cheeks.
And in that last instant, Hiei gave a smile.
A/N: Sorry this is short, but I have limited time on the computer. Please review!
Chapter 5
Hiei hopped up into the tree next to Kurama's window. He wanted to at least say something to the fox before he left for good. He tapped on the glass.
Kurama had his head buried in a book when he heard a soft rapping noise. He looked up, seeing Hiei. He sighed, and opened the window. Hiei hopped in.
"Look, Hiei," said Kurama, running a hand through his hair. "I really need to finish this book. It was something my mother had wanted me to read, and I never did. Now that she's dead, I want to read it."
Hiei eyed a beer can on the desk. "I see you've continued your ugly habit while attempting to do something useful."
Kurama sighed, and sat down on his bed. "What do you want?" he asked.
"Nothing." Hiei told him.
"Then please leave."
Hiei took a step back. "What?"
Kurama looked up at him. "I said, leave." Hiei was confused. Didn't Kurama like his visits? "I said, get out!" he shouted, throwing a notebook at Hiei.
Hiei, feeling rejected, hopped out the window, and into the night. He would go far, far away, where no one would find him.
Hell.
That's where no one would dare follow him.
Hiei landed on the floor of a thick forest. He sat at the foot of a giant oak tree, and eyed his katana. He un sheathed it, and looked at his reflection. The eyes of a killer looked back at him. He turned away, and pressed the blade to his heart.
"I'm sorry, Yukina," he murmured. And the blade stained with human blood pierced his flesh, and cut his blackened heart.
He lay there for a minute, vision going fuzzy, and blood trickling out of his mouth. He jerked, no longer in control of his body. Tears rolled down his cheeks.
And in that last instant, Hiei gave a smile.
A/N: Sorry this is short, but I have limited time on the computer. Please review!