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.A/N: Look! I’m a speed demon! New chappie like WHOA!
.Chapter 9: Making a Stand
Last Time: Yusuke snorts. "Whatever, I’ll take care of it." He lifts his right hand, pointer and thumb extended, the rest of his fingers curled under. For a moment you try to recall where you’ve seen that pose before, and then the tip starts to glow blue.
Memory snaps into place. The Dark Tournament! That pose! Yusuke’s Spirit Gun…
Fear slices through you, and even as you begin backing away, fangs barred and snarling a desperate warning, you know you’ll never be able to get out of the way in time. Kurama’s eyes widen suddenly, and he opens his mouth to speak. Too bad he won’t be in time. You have about half a second to decide whether to charge in and attack, or turn tail and flee. Instinct kicked in, screaming at you to quit thinking and start running. At least that way you’ll have a chance. Still, there isn’t time, and you realize this at the same time as Kurama does.
An eternity passes as you and Kurama meet gazes. You can see the horror of your death in his eyes. It’s right there waiting, and soon it will be upon you in blue-hot oblivion. Still, your body is turning, long, strong legs trying their damnedest to get you and your pups out of harm’s way. Each inch takes forever, and you feel like maybe you’ll be turning on into infinity. If only you could just save the pups!
"S-p-i-r-i-t G-u-n!" Yusuke shouts, slow motion, and your time is up.
You don’t know what happens during that single heartbeat in which the blue bullet is searing its way towards you. The roar fills your ears to a painful pitch, as one last terrified yelp slips from your throat. Time passes, and after a moment you realize you aren’t dead. At first you wonder if you might be caught in limbo, a perpetual pause on the exact moment your life ended. But that can’t be it, because your heart is pounding furiously in your chest, and something is wrapped around your waist, constricting you. It takes a few more moments for your vision to begin clearing, and your hearing to return.
"Idiot! You almost killed her!" Hiei’s voice is right on top of you. "What in the hells were you thinking?"
"Chill out, Hiei," Yusuke replied, "I mean, I figured she would have run off before I could even fire. Aren’t wolves supposed to have instincts or something? What’s your problem?"
"You know, Yusuke, sometimes you surprise even me." This comes from Kurama, you see him now, standing about two feet to Yusuke’s right as if he’d started to come towards you and thought better of it. From the looks of him, he’s pissed. It’s sort of a funny look on him, and if you weren’t struggling to breathe past the constriction around you, you might laugh. Until now, you hadn’t thought he ever got angry.
What is this thing clamped around you like a steel vice? Twisting your head around, you find yourself clutched in Hiei’s arms. He’s glaring at Yusuke in a way that makes you want to squirm, but you don’t dare and risk turning his rage on you. So this is how you missed the attack. It shouldn’t have surprised you, you’d seen how fast Hiei was, and he’d used that speed to scoop you up and out of harm’s way. It would have been sweet, if you could have believed it had anything to do with you personally. No, he was securing his own interests, whatever they were, in your pups. A deep sadness settles in you at the thought, and you wish you could have believed the fairy tale.
"What is everybody getting so bent out of shape about?" Yusuke grouses.
Genkai walks towards Yusuke with a look that could stop demons in their tracks. "Kurama, Hiei, get her inside and let her get dressed. I need to have a few words with the dimwit here." Through the carefully controlled tone of her voice, you can tell that she’s going to rip Yusuke a new one, hopefully not literally. If he hadn’t just been stupid enough to almost kill you, you’d have felt bad for him.
The arm about your waist is starting to feel uncomfortable so, twisting in Hiei’s arms again, you lick his face. Hiei jumps at the sudden attention from you, and you realize he’s been starring daggers at Yusuke’s head, completely ignoring Genkai’s request. Behind you, you can hear her already talking to him in hushed whispers. Hiei stares at you for a moment, eyes boring into yours, before shifting his hold, which thankfully releases the pressure, and with one graceful motion stands, holding you gently like a child.
"Come on, fox," he says to Kurama, "Before I kill the fool."
Kurama nods in a way that seems less like his usual indulgence and more like agreement, and together they walk into the temple.
*~*~*~*
Kurama is out in the living room, passing the time however he will while Hiei refuses to leave your side. You sit on your haunches at the foot of your bed, listening to him curse and ramble on about your stupidity.
"What were you thinking? You’re carrying my child, and instead of staying safe as you ought to, you go out into Genkai’s forest! Do you have any idea what sorts of demons are out there? Stupid woman!" Even as he rants, he is tearing through your closet in search of something for you to wear, pulling out first one thing, then tossing it over his shoulder in rejection. Your eyes continue to flicker between the mess he’s creating on the floor and the demon himself.
This sort of angry concern is almost…endearing. You shake your head, knowing you must not allow yourself to think that way. To believe for even a moment that he cares for you would make it impossible to take the rejection he was sure to lavish on you after the pups are born. You won’t do that to yourself. But watching him rifle through your belongings, you know you will never have a mate, unless it is him. This secret, you lay close to your heart, and swear never to speak it aloud.
Hiei finally jerks out the white dress you bought, the one with the red roses. After examining it for a moment he asks, "Did Kurama pick this one out?" Without human vocal cords you can’t exactly reply and so you shake your wolfy head. Hiei turns his attention back to the dress and after giving it a disdainful once over tosses it on the bed. You wait as he watches you expectantly. What’s he waiting for?
"Are you going to stay a wolf all day?" he demands at last.
‘Ahh’ you think, ‘He’s waiting for me to change back.’
You jerk your snout in the direction of the door, but Hiei shakes his head. "I don’t think so." Now that was odd. You scent the air and catch a whiff of his curiosity, like wood smoke and oranges. So he wants to see you change. It seems silly to be prudish about such a thing, after all the two of you have been intimate for a long time now. Still, there’s something about shifting in front of him that had you feeling strangely shy. Still, you can tell by the look on his face that he’s not going anywhere, and so you tell yourself you’re being silly.
The feeling of changing back into your more human looking demon form is very similar, only a tad more disorienting, as if your body prefers the wolf. When the change is complete, you are kneeling, naked, at the foot of your bed, forcing yourself to meet Hiei’s gaze. He looks on the verge of being impressed without quite managing.
Standing slowly, still feeling that strange shyness, and determined to ignore it, you reach for the dress. "What happened to your back?" Hiei demands. AN instant later you feel his fingers pressed against your skin, pulling lightly on the skin around your wound. There is a mirror almost directly behind you, and as you glance over your shoulder you see the three bloody scratches. They’re dark from drying, and a few tiny rivers of blood have begun again where Hiei’s pulling and pushing the skin around.
You bite your tongue, to hold back a hiss of pain at his attention. Your skin is growing red and agitated around the cuts, a sure precursor to infection if you don’t treat it soon. You’re a demon, so it won’t kill you, it’ll just hurt like hell. "A werewolf was in the woods," you say simply.
"Is he dead?" Hiei asks.
"Very," you reply, relishing Hiei’s approving nod. Then he steps away from you and flits out the door, returning a few moments later with some first aid supplies.
"You won’t go into the woods again," he tells you as he works carefully at washing away the blood and cleaning it. The area is growing more tender the longer he lavishes attention on it, and it’s getting harder for you not to whimper in protest of the stinging antibiotic liquid. Even so, the feel of him behind you is enough to heat your blood. You shouldn’t want him this badly, but with him this close to you, his hands on you, and you wearing nothing at all, well the prospects are delicious.
"I’m a wolf," you say as if that explains everything. To you it does. You can’t stay confined within these walls all your time, and the longer you stay in human form, the stronger the call to run grows. Inside you there is a wild animal, and not even your own skin should ever play cage to your beast.
"You’re carrying my child," he counters.
"My pups," you snarl, stepping away from him in your anger. His touch on your skin is enough to drive all other thoughts out of your head. But if you’re having this conversation, you need to think clearly.
"Sit down, ______(your name) so I can finish your back."
Shaking your head you say, "No thanks. I want to talk about this."
Hiei glares at you. "You can’t do it yourself."
"That’s not the point!" you snap. "Besides, why can’t I? I’ve been looking after myself just fine up until now." Anger flares below your skin, giving it a nice warm tingle that only drives you further.
"You had your pack," he points out with a smirk. "You couldn’t even take care of yourself in the forest."
"What do you know?" you demand, "You weren’t even there."
His smirk dies instantly, turning his face dark and blank. "No, I wasn’t."
You straighten your back, holding your head defiantly high, shoulders back, as if ready to handle whatever he dishes out. Nudity forgotten for the moment, you must look a spectacle, but there is no mocking in Hiei’s eyes as he steps towards you. Your body wants to retreat as seems natural when personal space is invaded, and certainly if one of your Alphas had done the same you would never have questioned it, but some part of you knew you’d never gain Hiei’s respect without standing up to him. And his respect was important to you, not that it made much sense.
"Woman," Hiei growled.
"Man," you reply just as darkly. He takes another step, closing the distance so that your breasts brush against the soft material of his cloak. You bite back the urge to moan, and stand firm. His eyes narrow at your lack of response, and then he’s leaning forward, eyes locked with yours, lips half parted.
*~*~*~*
.A/N: You know, after last time’s evil cliffie, I just couldn’t help but throw another tinier one in here. Are you on the edge of your seat? Anywho, I want to address two things…
.a) You guys really rock, did you know that? I mean, you totally rock! Even when I leave you high and dry for nearly three weeks, you wait patiently, and haven’t sent me any menacing e-mails or reviews…I love you guys *cuddles on you*
.b) I have a new story, something you on my mailing list know because I pimped it out already, but I have to seize the opportunity to do so here as well. It’s a YOUxKurama fic(though I won’t lie, I’m a die-hard Hiei girl all the way ~_^) and hopefully an original one, so I want you all to just humor me and click my name at the top right hand corner of this page, scroll down, and take a peek. It’s called One Body, Two Mind. If it doesn’t look like your cup of tea, I won’t be offended, but I hope you’ll at least check it out
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