Fandom: InuYasha/Yu Yu Hakusho
Title: Flame in the Darkness Part II
Author/Artist:
yume_moriTheme: 003. Find me in the dark.
Pairing/Characters: Kagome/Hiei
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of Sengoku Otogizoushi - InuYasha or Yu Yu Hakusho. InuYasha belongs to Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, Viz Media, ShoPro Entertainment, and Shounen; while Yu Yu Hakusho belongs to Togashi Yoshihiro, Shueisha, Viz Media, and Shounen. No profit or money of any kind is made from this fan-created crossover.
Summary: Maybe it was the fever. Maybe it was her heart. For whatever reason, she just needed to see him.
Cross-posted to: fanfiction.net; mediaminer.org.
Perhaps this was not one of her better ideas.
That thought danced through her mind as pain raced through her legs and arms from her sudden landing. Kagome took in deep breaths as she leaned against the cool trunk of the Goshinboku, trying to push down a wave of vertigo. Really, she hadn’t meant to hit the ground when she did nor was she expecting her cold to turn into a fever. Was this her sudden karmic retribution for disobeying the orders of her mother?
Kagome began to sway next to the ancient tree, her balance becoming precarious, and she decided that the answer was “Yes.” This was her punishment for not staying in bed. But she couldn’t help it! Honestly!
And if it was anyone’s fault, it should be that deliciously dark demon’s. After all, if he had shown up like he did (almost) every night, then she wouldn’t be away from the comforts of her warm bed and her, likely, feverish dreams. Even though she desperately wanted to wring his neck for causing her to climb down Goshinboku to get outside, she knew exactly who would be in those aforementioned dreams.
That was exactly why she couldn’t let him be away tonight. She needed to see him to make sure he was alright. She needed to give him a good talking-to so he would know not to make her worry! Didn’t he understand that she cared about him? They were friends, or so she liked to believe.
She sighed deeply as she felt the dizziness pass and her balance return. Maybe it was just the sudden fall that caused her vertigo? She pouted at that thought; she wanted the dreams she could blame entirely on a fever!
Kagome chewed on her bottom lip as her thoughts, once again, settled on her lack of Hiei. She scrunched up her nose at that thought -- that wasn’t what she meant at all! What she really meant was that she was worried over his lack of presence. “That didn’t even come out right either,” she mumbled to herself, pushing off of the ancient tree.
Now began the hard part. How did one find a demon that could not be found unless he so desired? That had Kagome pausing in her hastily thought-out search-and-lecture plan to mull it over. She already knew that he was adept at hiding his aura and presence. Even with the help he had been giving her in searching out auras, she knew it was no match for his ability. That thought aggravated her. Just what was it about him that allowed him to remain undetected for as long as he desired!
One day, she swore to herself, she would find out the secrets he guarded closely. Yet, to do so, she had to find him first. He was proving to be beyond aggravating with his disappearing acts.
“If only he wasn’t himself,” she said to herself, “then we wouldn’t even have this problem.”
Deep inside, despite how much she might like for him to be different, she knew she didn’t want him to change. Hiei was Hiei. He would always be Hiei: bad socialization, checkered past, and all. Well, the whole checkered past bit was her imagination’s creation based on how he acted. He never spoke of his past, and she never asked. She didn’t even want to know because she wasn’t a part of it. But if he ever told her, she knew she wouldn’t judge him based on it for the same reason. How could anyone judge anyone based on a past they weren’t a part of? Who he was then was not who he was now. That she knew without knowing.
Running her hands through her hair in a futile attempt to clear her mind, she set off in a random direction. All she had was the hope that she would find him, as a moth always finds the flame in the darkness.
* * *
He was curious. And not in a good way.
There was no way she had recovered her health yet, and yet… He could sense her walking aimlessly down the street. Was it possible for her to be that stupid? While he may not be an expert on humans, he knew most of them had sense enough to stay in bed when sick. Most of all, he wondered how she managed to get out of the house.
Knowing her, and given the way she was walking with a nearly unnoticeable limp, the brash girl had climbed down the tree. And lost her balance on the way down. Given everything she has done since he has known her, he wouldn’t put it past her.
He waited until she sat down on the curb in an attempt to push back either dizziness or nausea to reveal himself.
“What the hell are you doing out of bed?”
She started, unprepared for his sudden appearance. “H, Hiei? Don’t come out of nowhere and scare me like that!”
He resisted an all too common urge to roll his eyes at her, “Don’t change the subject. You’re an idiot for going out in your weak condition.”
Kagome huffed, narrowing her eyes at him. “Well, I wouldn’t even be out if someone would’ve actually shown up at the shrine tonight. But no… And I thought we were friends, too!”
He glared at her right back. She was entirely too foolish to declare her so-called ‘friendship’ with him in so public a place and she had to be incredibly sick to go searching for him that early in the night. “How did you even manage to make it out of your room in your condition? You’re nothing but trouble.”
“If anyone’s trouble it’s you!” She shouted, jumping to her feet to stare him in the eyes. “You’re the one who just disappears and lets your friend worry about you!”
He watched as she began to sway dangerously after she jumped up. Leave it to her to do something so incredibly foolish while sick. Though, he did admit, he was expecting it. The more time he spent around her, the more she revealed her foolishness. The fact that she was even out on the streets on Tokyo in the middle of the night with a fever had to top the ever-growing list of stupid things she had done in the time he had known her.
Before she could hit the unforgiving concrete, he had her in his arms. As much as he loathed feeling her soft body close to his, he loved it just as much. Her curves were soft, yet he could always feel the toned muscles of her thighs on his hands every time he held her. He wanted to be rid of it before he came to crave it more than he already did. No matter how fast he ran it would never be fast enough. The feeling of her body against his always lingered.
“It amazes me how you’ve managed to live for so long given your tendency for idiotic moves.”
Her giggles were slow and lazy, “As I told you before… If you only would’ve showed up at the shrine tonight, I wouldn’t have gone looking for you.”
Hiei gripped her tighter in an effort to keep from growling. The woman, along with being idiotic, had no patience at all while ill. She had gone to find him in the cold, dark night an hour before they normally met. Was her cold slowly killing off her brain cells and rendered her unable to tell time?
He wasn’t going to give her stupidity a response, even though her obvious concern for him touched the feelings he was developing towards her. Despite her stupid moves and plans, despite her natural kindness and capacity for caring, despite everything that made her her, he wanted more. He wanted to know what it felt like to have and know every part of her. And that was unacceptable. He loathed it.
Kagome snuggled further against his cloak, enjoying his warmth that lingered despite the chilly winds. As she felt his muscles even more, she half-wished she wasn’t sick so she could fully enjoy herself. And while she may have wished not to be sick, she was thankful that she was for the same reasons. She was almost seventeen and a living, breathing female, after all. It wasn’t her fault he was so masculine, warm, and the type of guy teenage girls loved.
Really, it was entirely his fault for being himself!
Though she was thoroughly enjoying herself, she did her best to keep it hidden from him. It was incredibly hard to do, given her feverish mind-set and his too-perceptive eyes. She was sure that if he knew she was enjoying being in his arms in any way, shape and/or form, he would drop her right on her butt, cold or no.
She smiled softly and inhaled his entirely spicy, masculine scent. “Thank you,” she said, her face revealing her coyness.
His carmine eyes held a softened annoyance as he snorted, “You’re quickly becoming more trouble than you’re worth.”
Despite the cold edge his words held, she giggled as she tightened the hold she had on him, “And so are you.”
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