Of Angels and Demons

Chapter 4 to Of Angels and Demons

Author Note: Hey everyone back for more? :) Well you must be or else you wouldn't be reading this, XD, so welcome to chapter four. I want to thank everyone for their time and those reviewing, I really appreciate all your help and support. So, I'd like to say sorry to those that aren't big Himiko fans, cause this chapter is basically all about her, but its the start of problems, so its necessary. :) Please review, still eager to hear what everyone thinks.

Warnings: slight violence, and implied adult themes


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It’s been over six years …

Curling her petite fingers up her firmly toned thighs, Himiko stared at the blurry image of her violet pants. Tightening the muscles convulsing along the edge of her abdomen, she sank forward slightly as dark patches sprinkled onto her thighs. Catching her porcelain figured face in her small hands; Himiko released several long sobs as her stiff position on the bench finally stirred. Rocking her slim back in violent shivers, she bobbed her head from side to side as her tears stained her palms while a distant strike of lightning fell over the foreboding structure of Mugenjou. Tightening her hands into fists against her face, Himiko released an angry cough into her sobs when a hand extended toward her.

Orange dust sprang into the air as Himiko pushed quickly from the bench and the gorgeous man in white perched along its side. Narrowing her eyes as the man cracked to explode into several dozen glass shards, Himiko twisted around quickly to stare at the blonde haired man with dangerously beautiful violet eyes.

“What do you want!?”

“Now now Lady Poison,” he grinned as he slid his hands into his white suit to brush past her at a fair distance. “I mean you no harm … I simply came to see how you’re doing. It is after all the anniversary of your brother’s death.”

Lowering her poison perfume slightly disturbed by the man’s unnatural knowledge, Himiko parted her quivering lips as she took a shaky step backwards.

“H-h-how do you know that!?”

Pushing his hand slowly up through his hair, Kagami turned his violet eyes on Himiko’s slightly quivering figure. “I know actually quite a lot about everything revolving around you Lady Poison … Himiko.” Taking several careful steps toward her as he sensed her emotions getting in the way of her defenses, Kagami grinned as he continued. “I know everything Himiko … every detail of what happened … how and why he did it.”

Stiffening as her cheeks were gripped in Kagami's hand, Himiko released a soft grunt as she stood motionless while he moved flush against her. Blinking dumbly as he inched his lips down toward her, Himiko’s fingers went limp around her vial.

“I know why Ban Midou killed your brot-”

Gasping as his shoulder was shattered, Kagami stumbled back to shout wildly as his abdomen was struck by the same force. Swaying backwards as the trance snapped, Himiko stared groggily around when Ginji’s soft hands braced her lower back.

“Himiko … Himiko!” Ginji shouted as the earth broke up around the park.

Falling back against the ground, Kagami lifted his bloody head to glare at Ban through his single standing eye when the man’s hand snapped down to grasp his throat.

“I’ve told you to stay away from Himiko you sick bastard!” Ban hissed through clinched teeth.

Chuckling as his decoy figure shattered, Kagami smacked several shards to Ban’s back to gasp as the Jagan Master’s arm had snapped around to catch the skin splitting weapons. Grunting as the force pushed him off balance to stumble back from Ban’s second thrust, Kagami glared at Ban as the brunette slowly straightened.

“You don’t intimidate me Midou.” Kagami snarled as he hoisted his hand to wipe the blood from his sealed eye.

“Maybe that’s the problem,” Ban softly stated as he lowered his tense arm.

Dropping his eye to the rifting definition of Ban’s convulsing muscles, Kagami hoisted a conceited grin as he took a firm step to the side. “You’re slipping again; aren’t you Midou.”

Snapping his eyes up to lock Kagami in the fierce pierce, Ban furrowed his brows into knots as the muscles along his eyes rippled. “Shut up.”

“The animal in you is calling for blood.” Kagami grinned, “You’re like us …”

Gasping as he stared at the backdrop of the park and Ginji supporting Himiko, Kagami felt his blood run dry in his freezing body as Ban appeared behind him.

“SNAKE BITE!”

Yelling anguishingly as the cloth along his side was torn apart, Kagami stumbled with the gust of the force to gasp as he fell into the spray of his blood. Twisting around quickly to see the monstrous manifestation of Asclepius as he recalled around Ban, Kagami’s deadly violet eyes widened in absolute horror as the snake opened its powerful jaw to scream at him.

Rocking violets teared abhorredly as she watched the man of several mixed desired dreams. The entrancing image of his curse striking out at his call sparked a sense of excitement in her to know he was calling it to defend her. Shaking her head as she watched the snake file to the trembling cursed hand, Himiko jerked forward as Ban sprang for the final blow.

“Ban don’t!” Himiko screamed.

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The next few minutes passed into oblivion. In the instant Himiko saw the snake manifestation become corporeal to strike away from Ban, she knew. Knew the blood rushing through Ban was rampaging with an insatiable desire to hurt something to the point of unbreakable consciousness. Then it was darkness she saw. Passing from alertness to a void of unpleasant dreams.

“Himiko …”

It was a soft gentle voice calling gently to her, trying to wake her from the realm she wanted to disappear into. Escape from the sight of the man she loved losing more of himself with each pass of a second.

Ban … don’t … don’t leave me to!

Pressing the sweaty bangs from Himiko’s forehead, Ginji glanced at Ban as the brunette brushed toward him. “She was calling you Ban.”

Lowering his eyes sorrowfully at the sight of the sixteen-year-old, Ban sighed heavily against the pain growing deep within his chest. The sound caused Ginji to brighten his eyes in shock before the orbs of chocolate lowered slowly.

“Ban …”

“It’s nothing Gin,” he brushed it off as he always would. “Is Himiko-”

“She’ll be alright.”

“-lined with any crystal dust?” Ban frowned; his irritation from being cut off evident in his eyes.

Grinning impishly at the glare, Ginji slowly turned back to Himiko to peer over her carefully, “she doesn’t look-”

Moaning softly as she stirred against Ginji, Himiko slowly hoisted her hand to her head as she pealed back her lids.

“Himiko!” Ginji chirped happily.

Cringing at the irritating noise, Himiko pushed against him trying to distance herself when Ban’s strong hand grasped her arm.

“Careful-”

Wrenching her arm free with a glare befitting of death, Himiko stared at Ban as the brunette slowly lowered his arm. “Don’t touch me.”

“Himiko …” Ginji started with a sad gasp, “Ban was only trying to help you.”

“I’ve seen his idea of helping …” Himiko choked against tears, “six years ago I saw it … do you remember? Do you remember what today is you pretentious bastard!?”

Holding Himiko’s trembling figure steadily in his unwavering gaze, Ban didn’t recoil as she lunged forward to hammer her fist to his chest. Pounding hard and cruel with force and determination. Each jerk backwards brought her fist harder against his slender chest threatening to crack it with the force of her built up rage.

“You worthless …” Himiko sobbed, “you killed my brother … you murderer!”

The last words were the sword to pierce his thick skin. Ban recoiled from the fists to freeze again as Himiko grabbed for his shirt. Hard breaths were threatening up his lungs as he fought to stay stiff in the wind. If there was no show of emotion, it’d be easier. Easier for her to continue hating him; for him to hate himself. But he couldn’t stand anymore.

Widening his eyes as he watched Ban’s legs buckle out, Ginji screamed out as he watched the slender young man bend like a blade to the wind. “BAN!!”

Gasping as she lurched forward to hammer to the ground atop Ban, Himiko recoiled in fury to pause in abject horror at the sight of the brunette. “Ban …”

The ridged definition of his slender body had suddenly intensified ten-fold; he appeared as healthy as a skeleton. His long fingers trembled in the warm air. Sweat was pouring from his face in pockets matting his hair to his cheeks and forehead as he shifted his head slowly to the side. Where it fell it remained. The strength of his body was spent with the slow twists of his hips to move.

Even worse was the sight of those intoxicating eyes. The pools of abhorrent fear and loathing. Eyes that sparkled when mischievous. Darkened to night in moments of total uncontrolled fury, as they had with Kagami. Pools of life that glazed in adore when in the presence of Ginji.

“Ban!” Himiko screamed as she wiped the sweat away from his fluttering eyes, “Ban stay with me … BAN!”

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Slowly Himiko lifted her dark lids to stare at the glowing orb fluttering over the warped table she was seated. Her usual violet eyes were paled in the mist of the orb’s glow, translucent and snowy in the dark shop.

Present Day.

Small bubbles of sweat had gathered in speckles across her soft face glittering in the faint light from lights behind her back. Slowly peaking her tongue past her dry lips in an attempt to wet the nervous trembles, Himiko slowly drew her gaze to the lady seated across from her.

Large brown eyes peered sorrowfully at her as if understanding the sorrow that was surfacing across Himiko’s naïve innocent body. The long curls of her chocolate hair bounced with each soft movement of her gracefully slender body. Hoisting a hand to extend the golden adorned wrist to grip Himiko’s hand, the lady smiled earnestly tender as she nodded; her curls bouncing forward.

“Though you hate him for the loss … you love him don’t you?”

Staring at the lady as she lowered her eyes further, Himiko choked back the sob threatening to surface. “I don’t …”

“Child … I can see into the confines of your heart,” she stated softly, caressing the soft flesh of Himiko’s hand.

“Just tell me what the dreams mean!?” Himiko ordered, the desperation betraying the fury making her voice come out in a soft shrieking sob.

“It’s hard to say …” she sighed as she leaned back drawing her hand away from Himiko. “The battle for your protection can be his way of repenting for the damage he caused (whatever that may be) or it could simply be a wanton desire of yours to seek whether he would die for you. Dreams are like reading coins, there are always two sides, without vibrations from the other party (the one balancing the dream) it’s hard to discern the truth. The battle can simply be what may come to pass in the future, a warning so you may help stop it.

“The vulnerabilities you feel in the dream are your uncertainties to the life that was stolen from you. The life you were to share with your brother, torn in half by a fate you didn’t ever fully understand because you drove the person responsible away. Though I’d imagine he was likely to leave anyhow. In the wake of finding your brother slain (murdered as you believe) at the hands of a boy you saw as a friend (possibly loved) it was far too unbearable so you could’ve elected your own rendering of the truth. Perhaps the man in white is supposed to discern your brother trying to warn you. If you recall the man was attempting to tell you something it seemed. And the boy came (rescued you) stopped it from happening. Nearly killed the man in white, which everyone knows men in white are seen as knights. Heroes to save the damsels.

“You are unsure to your own feelings, regrets anxieties lust anger … they are all mixing into a jumble of feelings that are confusing you. It’s why you intervene in your dream you’re desperate to stop the fight. And your reaction to the boy when he appears to fall ill, dying or else, there is still something deep inside you fighting with yourself over the feelings you have for the boy. The love you have. The lust you crave to have him near you, surround you in warmth, join you.”

“What are you!?” Himiko growled angrily jolting up, her cheeks reddening from anger and embarrassment. “How do you get off saying such things to someone!?”

“Sit down child … I know because I can sense it in your body chemistry … I can smell the lust you hold for the mysterious brunette of your dreams. Can’t say I blame you, he is a major little hottie. That dark set of hair and his clear absorbing eyes.”

Settling slowly back to the chair, Himiko slid her hands to her lap as she rubbed at her sweaty palms. “Why … how can you know that?”

“I do …” she nodded as she waved her hand before the orb. “If you like I’ll show you what could happen. If you two were to couple,” she grinned to snicker at the embarrassment washing over Himiko’s face. “After all … isn’t that what you’re trying to determine? Whether it’s really his death you long for … or the pleasures of his body at your utter command?”

Himiko’s lips parted in silent disbelief, her round eyes staring mesmerizingly at the woman seated across from her, the clear hollow eyes staring directly through her as if she were no more than the shadows spread throughout the tiny shop. Slowly flicking her warm tongue across her dry lips, a long breath easing slowly down her chest, Himiko’s wide eyes narrowed mischievously.

“You know, I’ve never told anyone about this … but for some reason I feel compelled to tell you. Perhaps it’s a bond from one witch to another,” Himiko grinned while turning her gaze to the crystal orb, her eyes brightening with the glow radiating from its core. “For the past six years, it’s been a never ending struggle between that murderer and myself. My vain attempts to make him pay for what he did to my brother and me, to only fail so critically. It’s almost as if … the closer I get to killing him; the further away I’m pulled. Is it possible I can’t kill him?” She softly inquired, her hand reaching out to the orb.

“Dear girl,” the elder lady cooed softly, her clear eyes lowering as she watched the trance in Himiko’s eyes deepen. “You don’t want to kill the young Master of the Evil Eye. You can’t kill him; indeed, because you don’t want to … you are still in love with the brilliant brunette.” Narrowing her eyes as the cores of her sclera’s turned black; the lady extended her hand toward the crystal orb as Himiko touched the image of Ban lifting into the core. “You deserve to have him, make him yours. There is history behind your two’s backgrounds. You know his strengths and weaknesses better than anyone, use them to hold him to you.”

A bloody spark of crimson flickered through Himiko’s violet eyes as she watched the image of Ban contort to several dozen lustful images making it nearly impossible for her to tear her eyes from the orb. Long heated breaths began to cut through her lips as her whole body began to burn.

“You’re right … Ban Midou owes me for the life he stole away from me. He will repay my pain with his own … his body will break beneath me, that pearly flawless skin of his will run red, and his eyes will no longer hold light.”

“Why stop there.” The lady grinned, her lips bloody in the darkness. Slowly she leaned forward, her skin pinched hands slithering across the table to cover Himiko’s, her calloused tips caressing the soft honey skin that was Himiko’s hand. “Undoubtedly your brunette will meet his end, but why push him closer to that fate when there are far more pleasurable ways for you to gain the revenge you desire?”

“Riddles?” Himiko frowned, the daze leaving her eyes as she focused on the fortuneteller. “What’s this supposed to me to me?”

Cracking her thin lips dubiously, her clear eyes sparking with dark intentions, the lady’s caress on Himiko’s hand turned to a sudden snare as she pushed from her warped table to drag the girl through the shop.

“Wha …” Himiko stuttered while stumbling through the shop, oblivious to the darkness rushing in to swallow her. “Where are you taking me?”

“To begin your destiny,” the lady grinned, her clear eyes turning to pitch in a flicker of a second as she entered the back room of her shop.

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Author's Note: And there you have it ... ehehhhehehehehe. So sorry to everyone that hates Himiko. I don't hate her personally, it pisses me off the way she acts to Ban *glare evilly* but then she plays that annoying distraction part pretty well. So the next chapters going to be a bit more fun, there's going to be some little get together with everyone in the Honky Tonk and Ban and Shido are naturally going to get into another of their quarrel wars, so gonna be fun! XD. Thanks everyone, please review and come back.