Amethyst Eyes

Chapter Three: I’ve been waiting

For three days, Hiei stayed relatively close to the den during the day and slept in it at night. He felt safe and comfortable staying there. Since everyone was supposed to be living their lives, no one noticed what was going on with Hiei. Yukina on the other hand had stopped making extra food after he failed to show up for lunch and dinner. It isn’t unheard of for him to wonder off and not come back when he felt like it. Only during a mission would he be contacted via the communicator.

Kuwabara started working at Kurama’s shop as a way to make some extra money and stay in touch now that classes were over. Everyone had arranged to have a picnic lunch at the beach that day since the weather was warm enough, even if they decided not to go swimming. Yusuke would be late in participating because of his schedule. He worked the graveyard shift of 10 pm to 5 am from Tuesday to Friday. Kurama encountered Hiei on the way home the day before and told him about it. Kurama was well aware that he wouldn’t go because it was a public place crawling with humans, but at least he couldn’t say he didn’t ask. It was up to him if he decided to join. Hiei had come to ask him about a language that sounded like Chinese, though it was a much older dialect.

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Kurama drove to the temple early that day to pick up Yukina along with Kuwabara. On the way to the beach, the three conversed about everyday things and their finals. There was even the prospect of going to the zoo the following week.

“So the shrimp decided not to show up to the party?” Kuwabara asked nonplus.

“I told him about it, but I was pretty sure he wouldn’t go unless we dragged him there kicking and screaming. Remember how we were able to get a picture with him?”

Kuwabara laughed recalling that day. “Sure do. You and Urameshi carried him off his perch and got him to at least stand within range of the camera, even if he didn’t look at it.”

“He hasn’t been at the temple much lately. He eats at the temple once in a while, but it looks like he’s been hunting mostly.” Yukina put in her two cents.

“He must like roughing it.” Kuwabara said thoughtfully.

“It doesn’t surprise me at all. Hiei is a demon and we are more accustomed to living in nature then in buildings like humans do. But many of us adapt to it. Yomi is a good example. Part of his fortress has a temple just like Genkai’s and the other part is straight out of a science fiction novel.” Kurama explained.

“Urameshi told me about Yomi. He said he’d like a rematch someday.” Kuwabara put his arm around Yukina (they’re in the back seat) and looked into her beautiful large eyes. “Yukina, my sweet, I hope you’re ready to have some fun at the beach today.”

Kurama chuckled to himself. It was nice to see them so happy together. He hoped everyone showed up so they could get a good spot for their group.

“Kurama, has Hiei talked to you at all?” Yukina asked.

“Not really. Is there something wrong?” Kurama voiced his concern. He knew there’d been something eating at Hiei for a long time and it seemed that if anything was going to happen it was going to be soon. When he’d asked Yusuke the other day all he got was ‘it’s personal.’

“I don’t think there is. I’m just curious. Genkai doesn’t seem worried. He’s just been so distant.”

“Maybe he’s thinking about going back to Makai. I know he’s not all that keen on staying here.” Kuwabara interjected.

“Maybe, but nothing is certain where Hiei’s concerned.” Kurama said.

They changed the topic of conversation as they approached the main road to the beach and turned on the radio.

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Each night, Hiei had a new dream. One of them had been his friend’s wedding. He was surprised he hadn’t woken up from the shock. The woman he married was called Ema and she looked almost identical to Kurama’s human form.

The previous night Hiei got exactly what he’d been hoping for and more.

/////Dream/////

‘That’s it. I give.’ She gasped for air and descended to the ground. He too was a bit worse for wear.

‘It wasn’t so bad. Let’s return to the castle.’ He swooped down, grabbed his wife and made his way to the castle. They had flown to a valley away from the city to avoid any damage now that she was training him to use his new fire abilities. The flight was quick and his wife felt so good in his arms. He hated to let go but he was never one for public displays of affection. He allowed it in front of others, within reason of course. Mostly with those who thought to take what was his.

They made their way into the castle and proceeded to freshen up. In their room he stood in front of a mirror to check for further injuries from the sparring session with his wife. He had removed all his clothes to take a bath, now he wanted to take a good look. His blue-black eyes were unreadable at first glance but could speak volumes if one knew how to look. His blood-red hair, much of which was defying gravity, covered a third of his face which he brushed aside, though he contemplated on getting a hair cut soon. On either side of his face he had a thick blue stripe running from just under his eye towards his ear on the high point of his cheekbone.

There were scratches on his arms and a number of areas that had just started to bruise. He was slender but well built. ‘I didn’t hurt you did I?’ His wife walked in dressed in only her robe. She smiled as her eyes roam his body.

‘A few scratches. They’ll be gone by morning. I think it’s time to cut my hair.’

‘I’ll do that tomorrow. Let me see these scratches.’ She walked up to him and gently passed her fingers over his wounds, healing them as she went. The strokes were light, almost teasing and they earned her a moan of approval. He was disappointed when she finished with the last bruise.

‘Thank you.’ Even though she didn’t have to, he enjoyed the attention she gave him no matter how small it was.

‘Anything for you, beloved.’ She placed a chaste kiss on his lips and wrapped her arms around his waist loosely. This was one of the rare times she called him that and he couldn’t help the small smile that graced his lips. Only for her.

He held her close to him without the fear of his weapons hurting her. Now that he had found his true power he no longer depended on his Kenkonken or the aiming device he use to wear on his head. It pleased his wife to see him without ‘all that metal’ as she put it. He still used the Fuukarin to fly but that would soon be history as well. He was able to feel every curve of her body against his bare skin. The warmth she supplied by her sheer presence was magnified ten fold as it surrounded his body and he could feel himself harden. ‘Calli, how long were you watching me from heaven?’ His voice was soft and husky, filled with promises.

She looked into his dark eyes, ‘Since the beginning of time.’

Running his fingers through her hair he asks, ‘How long will you stay?’

‘Till the end of time.’ Her voice just above a whisper. His lips descend on hers and he used the hand in her hair to deepen the kiss. He could feel her hands roaming his body, causing him to moan against her lips. She pressed closer to him and groaned as he opened her robe.

He wanted to feel her against him; feel the fire that she stroked in him so long ago and have it turn to a raging inferno. He released her lips and continued along her jaw to her earlobe. While nibbling on her lobe he took the time to move the robe off her shoulders. ‘Nata…,’ she moaned when his hands follow the robe down her body, caressing her to the top of her thighs.

She gripped his shoulders to steady herself. He picked her up and gently laid her on the bed near by, all the while gazing into her eyes. He could drown in those eyes. Her eyes told him what he wanted to know. He let her see his feelings in his eyes. Only when they were alone did he truly reveal himself to her. She never saw him as the monster like so many others. And because of her, people were less afraid of him now.

He gasped as she hugged him close to her and nipped at his neck, licking the delicate skin to the large vein that lay underneath. It sent waves of pleasure throughout his body and straight to his groin. He briefly thought about the night they first joined. She had explained the bonding process to him and the two ways about doing it. Their souls would bond in either process but only by sharing blood would they bond physically. They had been together many years before they married and he trusted her, but given his nature, he opted to only join her spiritually. That night they shared their soul with the other to form a spiritual bond. He felt as if a part of her soul joined with him as his did with hers. They would always be together in life and in death.

He moved out of her mouth’s reach and spread kisses down her throat and collarbone. His hand supported his body weight above her while the other caressed her breast and pinched her nipple. He had her squirming beneath him asking for more. Her fingers massaged his scalp and neck as he went lower and sucked on her nipple. She arched her back in the attempt to get him closer, offering herself to him. His hand left her breast and continued down her stomach, past the patch of golden curls to the folds that hid his treasure. He released her nipple and moved to lavish attention on its twin. Her hips buckled instinctively to release the ache that continued to build. He couldn’t help but smile again against her breast; she was his in every sense of the word and loved getting her body to respond to his touch.

‘Please…don’t tease me,’ she begged. He slowly moved his fingers up and down and flicked his thumb across her nub. She was panting, flushed and completely aroused. He tested the waters by inserting two fingers into her core; she nearly screamed from the invasion. He thrust his fingers into her until she neared her climax and stopped. She whimpered from the loss of his fingers, she was so close. He smirked before kissing her and then shifted her onto her side. He lay behind her and moved her braid over his shoulder. ‘Naaaahhhhh…’ She moaned as he ran his tongue alone the length of her spine.

Her body convulsed, nearing its release. He knew touching her back just right would get the desired result. He knew her body almost as well as he knew his own but he loved rediscovering what she enjoyed the most. This was one of his ways for thanking her for healing him, loving him and sharing her life with him. If it wasn’t for her he’d be alone. For he truly doubted he could find another who understood his need to train, fight, travel and be so understanding of what he couldn’t offer them. Or live as long as him. No words could describe how he felt but he’d use his long life to show her how much he cared.

His fingers took the same path down back, driving her insane. She gripped the sheets in need of some anchor. ‘Please…I want you inside me.’ He draped her leg across his own and positioned himself. He ran his fingers along her side one more time before entering her, burying himself to the hilt, sending her over the edge. She screamed into the pillow, arching her back, shaking violently. He moaned loudly and willed himself not to come just yet. It was hard for him as he felt her squeezing him, trying to milk his essence.

He didn’t move, instead he spooned her, wanting to hold her in the most intimate way he could think of. He wrapped his arms around her, warming her, feeling her all around him. He kissed, licked and nipped at her neck and shoulder and nuzzled the skin just behind her ear. She moved her hand and raked her nails lightly against his thigh, tightening her muscles around him to encourage his movement. He groaned and started a slow steady pace. Her breath caught in her throat as she tried to moan her pleasure. ‘Harder.’

He complied and increased his pace slightly. He wanted this to last and knew she liked it hard but not fast. Her arm moved behind her to encircle his neck and angled herself to kiss him as his hands moved up and down her body. He touched her neck, the valley between her breasts and down her stomach. His other hand rubbed, rolled and pinched her clitoris causing her to moan louder. She released his lips and moved her hips faster against him.

He was close and decided to end it; going faster and slamming harder but never looking away from her face. He wanted her to enjoy this as much as he was. His breath became increasing ragged, panting louder but never letting up on his assault on her clitoris even as he felt her contract around him. Moaning loudly, she came and he followed suit shortly after, grinding his hips against her, holding her protectively to him.

He kissed her cheek and whispered, ‘I love you, Calliste. (1)’

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He woke up covered in sweat and breathing heavy; his hand on his crotch and the moisture in his pants. He was happy to be wearing black. He closed his eyes and repeated her name out loud and in his mind. He was not going to forget. He now had a name, but he’s bewildered to have gotten what he wanted. He was convinced that the den had something to do with it. Recalling parts of the dream, he had to admit, he was very good looking. He tried to recall some of the thoughts that went through his head at the time. Something about sharing souls. Were they bonded? How could that be? They weren’t demons or gods. They were clearly human, though obviously longed lived.

Long moments passed as he continued to think. Ultimately, he felt that it had to be another life. The two times they’d met he hadn’t smelled the scent of another, let alone the smell of sex. He would’ve been able to a least sense the youki of her mate if she were mated regardless of the amount of clothes she wore. (2) Thinking some more about the other dreams, he started making a connection. He knew from prior dreams that he was an immortal and so was she.

So how did he die?

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Later that evening, Hiei returned to the den and heard movement. He had examined all the wards and the only two people who could enter were himself and the owner. He inhaled sharply; his heart sped up at what this could mean. He moved to the entrance very quickly, not bothering to suppress his youki. He wanted her to know he was there. He looked in and saw a cloaked figure examining the clothes he’d left there.

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At that moment, Genkai was smiling as her premonition came to pass. She knew the general area the girl stayed at just before her presence disappeared. It’s about three miles north of the main temple. The magic surrounding the area was very strong. It was a good thing she never told Koenma about that.

Flashback – 12 years earlier Koenma paid a visit to Genkai’s Temple.

“What brings you here?”

“Social call, I haven’t seen you in a while. Anything interesting?” Koenma looked at her strangely.

“No…Why are you staring at me? Haven’t you seen an old woman before?”

“It’s not that. Have you gotten stronger? I feel your powers have grown greatly since I last saw you.”

Genkai smiled at him, “Funny you should mention that. A few years ago a powerful demon showed up here…”

“WHAT???” Koenma screamed.

“Be quiet and let me finish,” she snapped. Genkai told him the story of the demon, her description and about the Gyoku.

“Why would she give you something so dangerous?”

“I’m not the one to ask.” Genkai’s voice was mixed with sarcasm and boredom. “Do you know her?”

Koenma went into deep thought for a few minutes. “She’s a cat demon who’s rumored to be as beautiful as she is deadly. Since I haven’t been at the Gate of Judgment long I’ve only gotten two or three of her victims and they attest to her beauty. I recall that she’s been hired a number of times as an assassin and she works mainly for women. I don’t remember her name off hand. No one knows why she hides her face so I can’t be sure about the rumor.”

End Flashback

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Swallowing hard he entered the den. She quickly turned to look in his direction.

She tilted her head to the side and said, “I see you’ve made yourself at home.”

She was teasing him again for she wasn’t angry that he was there. She walked up to him and looked into his eyes. He wanted to drown in her eyes. The slits of her eyes told him she was in her demon form. He wondered if she’s capable of true human form. For that would mean she could be an S class or at least reach it. He’d grown a couple of inches since he last saw her, hoping he looked less like a child to her.

“Nice place you have here.” Kuso! (3) How he wanted to kick himself. That was not what he wanted to say. “I didn’t think you’d come back.”

He could almost see her brow rise at the comment. “When I need to, I come back.”

He moved over to the step that led to the fur covered portion of the den and sat down. Removing his cloak and scarf, “So, why are you here?” ‘She better say for me.’ He wore no shirt under his cloak.

“I’ve been coming here well before we met. I didn’t know you’d be in the human world.”

‘Twist the knife why don’t you.’ “Will you show yourself to me now?” He surprised himself at how calm he was, at least on the outside.

“I don’t see why not?” She shrugged. He got up and moved closer to her, practically pinning her to the opposite wall.

He took a big chance doing this. Normally a demon (or anyone for that matter) would avoid being cornered, but she’s allowing it. She must’ve had some faith in him. “Is your name Calliste?” He whispered. Her eyes widened, he’d just struck gold.

“How do you know that name? I was pretty sure you didn’t know it when I last saw you.”

He was thrilled to finally have his suspicions confirmed. It also proves that there was a connection between her and his visions. “It just came to me.” He half lied and moved closer still, until there only a few inches separated them. Her heart rate increased and there was a hint of arousal in her scent. Hiei enjoyed all this and decided to raise the stakes considering her body was responding so well. “How about I take your hood off for you?” He said with the most evil smile she’d ever seen.

‘Even when he looks evil he’s sexy.’ She thought. “Alright.” She blushed, but was also glad the hunt was over. Being this close to him had her heart racing with excitement. The feeling intensified as he took slowly removed her hood and scarf. His fingers brushed her face and a small sigh escaped her lips.

Hiei’s eyes widened as he stared at the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Her hair was a few shades darker than her eyes, and her ears sat on the crown of her head with black tips. She had a lavender colored strip on each of her cheeks. She smiled at how stunned he was and proceeded to turn his mind to mush.

He put his hands on her hips and nuzzled her cheek. The only fear he had at the moment was rejection since he wasn’t prepared for her arrival. He had figured out that she must have seen the look of desire in his eyes the last time and that’s why she had become so nervous. He hoped he wasn’t giving off the scent of fear to have it misinterpret in the process. He was showing her his affection and hoped she would return it. Hiei had never really shown affection for anyone. Interest yes, affection no. Well…alright. He had shown a bit with Kurama and quite a bit more with Yusuke.

His nerves calmed some when he heard her purr, which could mean she was happy (good) or distressed (bad). But the fact that she was aroused indicates the former. They proceeded to take in the other’s scent and Hiei surprised them both by purring as well. She turned her head, nuzzled him with a bit more pressure and gave his face a quick lick. She returned his affection and gave him permission to continue. He took a step back and removed her cloak with some assistance. He saw her hair drop down to her hips. She wore form-fitting, black low-ride pants and a purple tank top (it looks more like a tube top with spaghetti straps), a pair of black fingerless gloves, which explained how she kept her hands so soft. He saw a sai in each of her black boots and a five-star shuriken, slightly bigger than his hand, with a red jewel in the center on her belt. [4]

He also saw her tail uncoiling behind her. It was long; probably touch the ground if she uncoiled it fully. At the moment, he was allowed to touch her hips, arms, legs and face; looking her over with both his hands and eyes. It’s to see if he found what he was looking for in a partner. He could look at her tail, but only her partner could touch it. Tails were considered an erogenous zone. He was going to make this the shortest courtship in history. Though as far as he was concerned, it started the moment they met.

He placed his hands on the wall behind her. He finally got to say what he wanted to say in the first place.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” he said in a deep voice while locking his crimson eyes with her violet ones. An odd feeling spread throughout her chest.

The closeness made tingles run up and down her spine. He placed a hand on the small of her back and pulled her body against his. Her hands flew to his chest to steady herself. She felt his breath caressing her skin once more. The feel of his hard body created a sensation that was quickly overwhelming her. But she wasn’t the only one with strange feelings and urges. The moment Hiei touched her he knew he couldn’t let her go. She had escaped him more than once and he was not going to give her the chance to do it again.

Both seemed to have forgotten why they were there. (Honestly, so did I.) He slipped the strap of her top off her shoulder and started to kiss and nibble her neck slowly, taking his time. He had a lot of time to make up for and wanted to know how much she wanted him. He’d be damned if he lost her to anyone before she truly became his. The hand that lowered the strap stayed on her upper arm gently massaging her, wanting to feel her. Her soft moans quickly aroused him as he knew his actions aroused her. The sound of his name on her lips drove him mad with desire.

Her desire for him overrode her instincts, as she shifted her neck and allowed him to do as he pleased. She didn’t know how much more she’d be able to handle as her knees grew weak. Rational thoughts disappeared from her mind.

Hiei couldn’t get enough of her taste as he licked hungrily at her skin. The delicious moans passing his lips were felt throughout her body and she was just about ready to say to hell with the ritual if it wasn’t for her fatigue. After kissing and licking her neck, he pulled back to look into her eyes. His nose barely touching her cheek and if she turned her head to face him, she would end up touching his lips with hers. She knew it was what he really wanted.

She turned to face him, brushing her lips softly against his. But she didn’t move to actually kiss him; she just stared into his crimson eyes. Hiei felt a bolt of energy coursing his insides as her lips touched his and their noses rub against each other when she breathed in.

“Why are you doing this?” she asked softly.

/I want you./ He sent to her mind.

/You can have your pick of anyone you want. Why me?/

He didn’t want to talk at the moment, but he did owe it to her considering his advances. /I can’t stop thinking about you. My body burns for you. My soul wants to embrace you. I want you to bond with me./ He couldn’t believe he’d just confessed. He was offering her his mind, body and soul. Everything that he was was hers for the taking if she accepted.

Her eyes widened with disbelief. This was coming from one of the most feared demons in Makai, who wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone. After a moment, her face softened, and then she smiled. /Those are some really good reasons and I’ll accept once you provide. But you’ll only get a sample tonight. I’m a bit tired from my journey./ She closed her eyes and finally kissed him. The kiss was passionate, rough and needy.

The hand on her arm moved behind her head to deepen the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and played with his hair. All the while, her body heated up as he pressed himself against her. Her fingers massaged his scalp, fascinated by the softness of his blue-black hair, which strangely felt like fur.

Nibbling at her lower lip, he asked for entrance, which she gladly allowed. Hiei thrust his tongue inside her mouth in search for a match. Soon, their tongues engaged in a fierce and passionate dance for dominance, which Hiei easily won, only because she let him. Moving the hand from her lower back to her shoulder, he pinned her against the wall. He slid his hand from her hair down her shoulder, brushing it alongside her breast. It continued down until he finally snaked his hand behind her knee and brought her leg up to his waist. That same hand moved up to gently massaging her thigh. With their bodies pressed together, he ground his hips against her, kissing her roughly, wanting her to know the level of his desire for her. And with her, it was no different. She too rubbed her body against him, moaning louder with want. Their minds ceased to function and they let their bodies act according to their wishes.

The only thing he knew, was that he had to get as close to her as possible. If he could have his way he’d take her right then and there, but that would mean breaking the silent promise to follow custom. Besides, he wanted their first time to be special, not just a romp in the sheets. He wanted to worship her. He wouldn’t be satisfied any other way. She had made it clear that it would not be tonight and she had yet to accept.

Breathless, she broke the kiss but stayed in his arms. Hiei was where he’s wanted to be for the last two years, if not more. He opened his eyes and saw her lick her lips trying to still taste him. She enjoyed the feel of his strong arms as well as the comforting heat that emanated from his body. Hiei’s eyes were clouded in lust at the sight of her slowly licking her swollen lips and delighting herself in his taste. Both struggled to catch their breath and Hiei felt as if he’d just tasted the best wine the three worlds had to offer.

Slowly, she lowered her arms and gently removed his arm from her leg. She gently pushed against his chest to put some distance between them and looked away. “I hope I didn’t disappoint.” He didn’t trust himself to speak and just shook his head.

After some much needed air was collected, she moved to set her weapons in the corner just before the dip. They both continued to calm themselves for they were very aroused and the scent of their mixed arousal was still heavy in the air. Fortunately, the leaves at the entrance were parted nicely and would filter out the den quickly. It wasn’t that late, but the sun was setting quickly. He saw her looking him over but didn’t say anything. He had yet to eat that day and thought it was a good time to start hunting.

A part of the ritual (its more instinct than ritualistic) for claiming a mate was to prove one’s ability to provide. He had already started on the wrong foot by not having a gift ready with his proposal. The two things he needed before making the offer was a gift and a fresh kill. He would at least need the kill before they joined, then he could think about what kind of gift to give her. She’s already seen him fight so she knew he was strong. The strength she would need to protect her while she bore his children and gave birth. He wondered for a moment if she already had a gift for him.

He made his way to the entrance but stopped when she said, “I’ll go set up a fire outside if you’re going to hunt.” He nodded and moved to leave. “Take your sword.”

“I don’t need it to hunt.” A look of confusion crossed his face.

“Know that you’re not the only one that wants me.”

Oh, this was not something he wanted to hear after such a beautiful exchange between them. His face projected a scowl that would have most people running for their lives. The erection that had been slowly subsiding went down completely having his lust replaced with anger.

“Who’s after you?” His voice held barely controlled rage. He just got her and already there were those who would take what’s his?

“You’re losing daylight. We’ll talk later.” Not that he needed light to hunt, but he’d take her suggestion. He left needing to cool off. This was not what he expected. That had to be one of the reasons for hiding her face and refusing to use her name.

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Author’s Note:

[1] Calliste = (Greek) she that is most beautiful
[2] youki = demonic energy (at least in this context)
[3] Kuso = shit, damn
[4] For anyone who’s seen the movie ‘Krull’, I’m thinking of the weapon found in the lava.