Sex was Never this Good
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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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11
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chapter 8
Chapter 8
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For three days I stayed here in Genkai’s temple. I feared for the worst for Kurama. Everything’s falling apart now: you said those words and I ran. That’s all I can do. Fuck it Kurama!
“Hiei-san? Um… Can you make me a paper crane?”
Shizuru and Sachi come here very frequently. The little boy has been my companion for three straight days now while his mother chatted happily with Genkai and Yukina. My sister seems happy all the time. But I know how she really feels.
“Give me some paper then – good.”
“Ne, Hiei-san… Why do you always carry a da dao?”
The boy grew up under the supervision of a Chinese nanny before Shizuru recovered from rehab. As far as I know the kid learned some mandarin from the nanny. And he uses those words for things he can’t describe.
“Da dao? What in the world is that Sachi?” I keep on folding the paper while his big brown eyes studied my hands and my sword.
“It’s a dao. But da. You know… uh… big…. Knife?”
I smirk. I found it a bit funny for a kid to call my katana a big knife. But nonetheless, he was a kid. He needs to learn. “Sachi, the da dao or big knife as you call it is a katana…”
“Ka-ta-na? Woah.”
I felt happy. I don’t know why. I just smiled and placed the finished bird in front of him. He played with it while he asked me very obvious questions, making me think harder, forgetting. Forgetting you. I suddenly frown and the child looks a t me with concern. I can’t do anything. I tell him to go away to go play with Puu. I need to rethink this.
What can I do to make me love you?
I need to know why these things are bothering me. I cannot be loved and now you’re saying this. It hurts to hear it. I don’t know. We demons don’t have hearts. That’s why it keeps on bugging me when my chest twists at every instance I think about this. We don’t have hearts.
Hearts do not break: they rip, their little bloody seams of muscle and tissue snap at the very instant one says things one can never accept. They rip.
I look at the kid again. He’s laughing, playing with the gigantic demon-bird. I keep on wondering how this kid is able to laugh and smile when Shizuru hugs him and says those words. How he is able to feel happy when that curse is said, the 1-4-3 words of pure pain. I don’t understand.
“Hiei,” little Sachi’s mother comes to me as my sister goes into the kitchen to fix a snack for the five of us. “You seem bothered. Yukina said something about pills, Kurama and something about your collapse yesterday. Do you need Kazuma’s help? He might be a pedia but he can still help. Are you okay? Or is it Sachi?”
“Everything’s fine Shizuru. And the pills issue is over; you don’t need to call your brother. Sachi said nothing.”
“Then what is it? Is it Kurama?”
At this I bit my tongue. No words should not escape me. My eyes must remain vacant. My heart frozen. “Don’t hide it Hiei. It’s breaking you apart.”
The seriousness of Shizuru’s voice made it break. I snapped my head to her direction pure anger and pain in my face. Not once did I talk to the oaf’s sister: I thought they were the same but no. Shizuru knows what she is saying and she definitely knows it is Kurama.
“Who told you?”
“No one. It’s common sense really. It can’t be Yuusuke: he’s completely innocent, and he’s still recuperating from his messy break-up. It can’t be my brother since he’s head-over-heels in love with your sister – oh yes I know that too. It can’t be me or Yukina. So it comes down to our dear red-head. What happened?”
“Hn. It’s none of your business.”
“Oh really? You’ve been quite a babysitter to my son. I feel grateful for that. Let me help you. Don’t worry. I’m used to all kinds of relationships: I’m going to tell you a secret; Sachi is half demon.”
I look at her disbelievingly. She had a sad glint in her eyes but the smile is still there. She’s gone through this. I should trust her. I look at the boy playing with the bird.
“Shizuru, I swear to god you don’t know anything.”
“Stubborn as you may be, you’re soft. Take over him and-“
“Can’t you see I’m trying to kill myself every time this issue is raised?”
At this point I can’t help it anymore. I bit my lips until it bled and gripped my knees. I felt weak. No one should know. “Shizuru please drop it.”
She looks at me with concern. I can already feel bile rising up to my mouth, the acidic taste overtaking the tastelessness. I muffled the pain that I had to say. I had to stop; I wanted to run but Shizuru’s hand already clasped my shoulder. “Hiei, it’s alright. What did he do? What did he say?”
At her question I laughed. But it was a strangled one, and I can feel my face warming and my eyes starting to heave with unshed tears. “He said I love you and he cried.”
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A/N: GAHD! I can’t believe I made Hiei look so emotional here. Too much on the OOC side but it’s hard making him look that soft… gah… I want him tough here or something but no…. sorry for Hiei fans who like him dark-tall-and-handsome kinda like a prince charming…. Again sorry for the short chapters… I seem to have a problem with making long ones…
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For three days I stayed here in Genkai’s temple. I feared for the worst for Kurama. Everything’s falling apart now: you said those words and I ran. That’s all I can do. Fuck it Kurama!
“Hiei-san? Um… Can you make me a paper crane?”
Shizuru and Sachi come here very frequently. The little boy has been my companion for three straight days now while his mother chatted happily with Genkai and Yukina. My sister seems happy all the time. But I know how she really feels.
“Give me some paper then – good.”
“Ne, Hiei-san… Why do you always carry a da dao?”
The boy grew up under the supervision of a Chinese nanny before Shizuru recovered from rehab. As far as I know the kid learned some mandarin from the nanny. And he uses those words for things he can’t describe.
“Da dao? What in the world is that Sachi?” I keep on folding the paper while his big brown eyes studied my hands and my sword.
“It’s a dao. But da. You know… uh… big…. Knife?”
I smirk. I found it a bit funny for a kid to call my katana a big knife. But nonetheless, he was a kid. He needs to learn. “Sachi, the da dao or big knife as you call it is a katana…”
“Ka-ta-na? Woah.”
I felt happy. I don’t know why. I just smiled and placed the finished bird in front of him. He played with it while he asked me very obvious questions, making me think harder, forgetting. Forgetting you. I suddenly frown and the child looks a t me with concern. I can’t do anything. I tell him to go away to go play with Puu. I need to rethink this.
What can I do to make me love you?
I need to know why these things are bothering me. I cannot be loved and now you’re saying this. It hurts to hear it. I don’t know. We demons don’t have hearts. That’s why it keeps on bugging me when my chest twists at every instance I think about this. We don’t have hearts.
Hearts do not break: they rip, their little bloody seams of muscle and tissue snap at the very instant one says things one can never accept. They rip.
I look at the kid again. He’s laughing, playing with the gigantic demon-bird. I keep on wondering how this kid is able to laugh and smile when Shizuru hugs him and says those words. How he is able to feel happy when that curse is said, the 1-4-3 words of pure pain. I don’t understand.
“Hiei,” little Sachi’s mother comes to me as my sister goes into the kitchen to fix a snack for the five of us. “You seem bothered. Yukina said something about pills, Kurama and something about your collapse yesterday. Do you need Kazuma’s help? He might be a pedia but he can still help. Are you okay? Or is it Sachi?”
“Everything’s fine Shizuru. And the pills issue is over; you don’t need to call your brother. Sachi said nothing.”
“Then what is it? Is it Kurama?”
At this I bit my tongue. No words should not escape me. My eyes must remain vacant. My heart frozen. “Don’t hide it Hiei. It’s breaking you apart.”
The seriousness of Shizuru’s voice made it break. I snapped my head to her direction pure anger and pain in my face. Not once did I talk to the oaf’s sister: I thought they were the same but no. Shizuru knows what she is saying and she definitely knows it is Kurama.
“Who told you?”
“No one. It’s common sense really. It can’t be Yuusuke: he’s completely innocent, and he’s still recuperating from his messy break-up. It can’t be my brother since he’s head-over-heels in love with your sister – oh yes I know that too. It can’t be me or Yukina. So it comes down to our dear red-head. What happened?”
“Hn. It’s none of your business.”
“Oh really? You’ve been quite a babysitter to my son. I feel grateful for that. Let me help you. Don’t worry. I’m used to all kinds of relationships: I’m going to tell you a secret; Sachi is half demon.”
I look at her disbelievingly. She had a sad glint in her eyes but the smile is still there. She’s gone through this. I should trust her. I look at the boy playing with the bird.
“Shizuru, I swear to god you don’t know anything.”
“Stubborn as you may be, you’re soft. Take over him and-“
“Can’t you see I’m trying to kill myself every time this issue is raised?”
At this point I can’t help it anymore. I bit my lips until it bled and gripped my knees. I felt weak. No one should know. “Shizuru please drop it.”
She looks at me with concern. I can already feel bile rising up to my mouth, the acidic taste overtaking the tastelessness. I muffled the pain that I had to say. I had to stop; I wanted to run but Shizuru’s hand already clasped my shoulder. “Hiei, it’s alright. What did he do? What did he say?”
At her question I laughed. But it was a strangled one, and I can feel my face warming and my eyes starting to heave with unshed tears. “He said I love you and he cried.”
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A/N: GAHD! I can’t believe I made Hiei look so emotional here. Too much on the OOC side but it’s hard making him look that soft… gah… I want him tough here or something but no…. sorry for Hiei fans who like him dark-tall-and-handsome kinda like a prince charming…. Again sorry for the short chapters… I seem to have a problem with making long ones…