Shuichi Minamino was a good boy. He would never
leave his house without his mother's permission. An obedient boy
to the core, he always did what he was told to do.
So he usually left disobedience to Kurama. Which made
him think, at times, that he had three instead of two personalities...
the good son, Shuichi Minamino; the cruel kitsune thief who he had
been back in his past life in the Demon World; and Kurama, the
gray shade halfway between the two. Neither fully human nor fully
demon, Kurama was in his opinion his true self.
What got him to stay up late in the middle of the night
for hours on end? A little koorime named Hiei. Kurama usually
waited on this spot in the middle of a park near a tree where the
'little bastard' (as Kuwabara would call him) usually slept. Tonight
he was supposed to alert Hiei to join him and the other tanteis to
investigate some strange happenings in the Human World.
Koenma, Prince of the Spirit World, had even said that he'd offer
Hiei's freedom in exchange for his services in this mission.
Needless to say, the mission seemed to be truly a matter of great
consequence for such a thing to be offered.
<What's taking him so long?> Kurama thought, worried
about what might have happened to his koorime friend. <Has
something happened, Hiei?>
***
Two figures stood in the darkness of a run-down alley.
One figure, the smaller one, was in a defensive stance. The other
loomed over him.
"Who are you?" Hiei seethed, his hands grasping the
hilt of his katana. He already had several bruises all over his
body, as well as a small trickle of blood below his chapped lips.
"I seek only one thing, koorime..." the dark figure in
chain-mail armor said with a blank monotone. "A soul."
"Humph," was Hiei's response. With only a slight
pause, he prepared for his next attack.
"Ja-ou-en-satsu-ken-koku-ryuu-ha!"
<No holding back now... I've already tried everything,>
Hiei thought.
A conflagration of black flames in the form of a demonoid
dragon-spirit emerged. The dark figure easily evaded the black
dragon spirit heading towards him with impressive speed, despite
his heavy armor. He then ripped apart his breastplate revealing...
nothing. A cavity in his own body. It sucked the black dragon into
itself like a vacuum. Hiei was shocked to see the cavity eat his
attack whole, and then remain just as empty as it was before.
"You're a spirited one," the now visible figure said in a
cadaverous tone, unfazed. He seemed rather bored, his
expression flat and one-dimensional despite his bishounen looks.
He certainly didn't mind the gaping hole in the middle of his chest.
"Any more tricks, koorime?"
Hiei flinched. He was exhausted from using his most
powerful attack so soon. But he wasn't one to give up easily. If
anything, his pride wouldn't allow it.
The being stared at the koorime blankly. He merely
stood there, chest cavity exposed, waiting patiently for Hiei's
next attack.
Disappearing into a blur, Hiei slashed at the figure in
chain mail; twenty-two strikes in less than a second. His sword
swished through the seemingly undead person like a knife through
butter. Or through air....
Hiei looked at his opponent warily. Perfectly intact, the
being was giving him an unnerving stare.
"Bravo."
As he spoke the word, he shifted and punched the
koorime. Several bones shattered from the impact, causing Hiei to
lurch forward and cough blood. "I leave you now. You have nothing
for me."
So Hiei lay there in the alley, battered and beaten. He
stifled a gasp at the last words the being spoke, before falling into
unconsciousness.
"It is Minamino Shuichi whom I want."
***
To be Continued...
Note I put in the title *Shonen* not *Shonen-Ai*. Shonen-Ai
(male-male relationship) and yaoi are just not my cup of tea. This
is dedicated to Chimamire Kitsune for giving me the inspiration to
write this fic...wherever you are, this is for you.
Disclaimer: All characters used in this fanfic (save some others)
are the rightful property of Yoshishiro Togashi, Shueisha, Fuji TV
and St. Pierrot. Don't sue me please, I'm very poor.
I know...very unclear premise...it *is* my first fic anyway. I just
hope things would get clearer by the first chapter.
I guess that's all for now...bye!
C. Casta�eda