Fandom: InuYasha/Yu Yu Hakusho
Title: Glimpse Part II
Author/Artist: YumeMori (AKA Kurai Mori)
Theme: 014. Guardian Angel.
Pairing/Characters: Kagome/Hiei
Rating: K+
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.
Warning: Mentions of violence.
Summary: She caught his attention when she managed to see him despite the fact he thought he was cloaked in the leaves of a tree. Curiosity found him following her, and curiosity led him to saving her.
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It was mere boredom and nothing more, he continued to tell himself. It was boredom and no other reason as to why he followed after the strange blue-eyed woman after she left the park. He did have nothing else to do as he was stuck in the human world, after all. And it wasn't everyday he came across a human that managed to see him. Most were too caught up in their own lives, their own trivial matters to look beyond the leaves and see him. Their oblivious nature was almost enviable if there weren't so many more intriguing things hiding in the shadows. She managed to look into the shadows straight into his eyes without fear. There was no denying that she was a strange creature.
Maybe there was a bit of curiosity mixed in with the boredom as well.
So Hiei kept to the shadows, watching as she walked through the streets with a dark melancholy surrounding her. Humans these days were always depressed about something trivial more often than not. It was amazing so many had managed to live with how stupid and materialistic they had become. For one such as he, it was also disgusting. What did they know about life? About pain and suffering? Ninety-nine percent of the time the answer was absolutely nothing. At the moment, it was still too soon for him to tell what category she belonged in: the majority, or that elusive one percent.
He needed to know just who she was to be able to look beneath the obvious and do so without fear. If there was one thing he learned in the time he had been forced to stay in the human world it was that humans feared the unknown. They feared what it might reveal about the world, and themselves. Yet she didn't. Perhaps she wasn't looking into the unknown at all.
It was because of his elevated position that he saw her other stalker, one that didn't look as benign as he. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword as he came to a stop, still in the shadows. She had stopped as well. Perhaps she realized she wasn’t alone at last. Despite if she realized it or not, there was nothing she could do against a demon. She was only a weak human. And he knew if he let a human be killed in front of him it would give that damn toddler a reason to keep him under his thumb longer.
When the demon made to move and attack the girl, he made his. Lucky for her, Hiei was faster than any low-ranking demon.
His sword cut through the demon without effort, muscle and bone gave way in the face of the razor-edged blade. His feet touched the ground not far from her, his face ahead towards the horizon while she stared at the now headless demon that tried to kill her. The metallic fragrance filled the night air as a few drops clung to his skin as if they were trying to match the color of his eyes. It was an aroma that reminded him of home: battlefields of the fallen where the earth reclaimed the unworthy.
He could hear her smile. She was a strange human, to smile in the face of carnage. "I knew I wasn't going crazy, you really have been following me."
She was either mentally unstable or stupid to ignore the immenient peril she had been in. He knew all about defense mechanisms, but this was ridiculous.
"As if I would ever stoop to follow you around like a lost puppy."
It was amusing, in a sick sort of way, how he could tell what she was feeling without even having to look at her. He could hear the relieved happiness be sucked from her smile and replaced with the content melancholy from earlier. She had to be stupid to wear her emotions on her sleeve. "No, not a puppy... More like a blood-splattered guardian angel."
He never heard her move. His attention had been focused more on the emotions that surrounded her, until it was too late. A foolish mistake he knew not to make. Her hand came to rest against his cheek, her fingers wiping away the drops of blood. He could feel the calluses on her palm. Perhaps she wasn't as weak as he first thought to have hands that weren't soft.
Yet, they were warm against his cool cheek. It was the first time anyone had touched him in such an initimate manner. In fact, it was the first time anyone had touched his face at all. He jerked out of her reach and retreated to a safe distance that she couldn't see. Her warm, flawed hands set him off-balance more than he would ever admit. Who did she think she was to touch him in such a manner? If anything, she should be too terrified and repulsed to even want to be within breathing distance of one such as he.
She was proving to be even stranger than he first thought as the smile never faded from her face or her eyes of midnight blue. With his enhanced eyesight he could see the demon's blood still on her fingertips. She bent down, touching the demon's corpse with those sullied fingers as her power purified it from existence. He had been so focused on the emotions that flowed easily from her that he never realized how dangerous she was to one of his kind. Perhaps she wasn't as stupid as he first thought to have no issue showing all her emotions.
"Thank you," She said, knowing he would hear her, "My bloody little angel." Her laughter was soft and almost silent, it made him marvel over it almost enough to not growl at her. Almost.
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