Dark cure

Wohoah, sorry it has taken me so much to post this chapter. Lots of work from university...
***
Chapter eight: a mistake
Gohan followed the fire apparition until they finally reached Hiei's room. The short demon reclined over the wall and send him an angry questioning look. The demi-saiyajin knew what he was expecting, and was scared. He closed his eyes...images of the demon and the relationship they have had since they meet to...now. Hiei didn't blame him, didn't restraint him, didn't make him feel hunted. He probably wasn't the best person in the world but...he liked him. Things feel somehow...fine with him, even when he didn't know why. And now he had to tell him why had he left, what had he done,...'I can't' However, he had to said something, the other was getting impatient. He finally let his frustation speak for him "Why should I tell you?!" he asked belwilvered. Hiei raised and eyebrow, he wasn't letting him go that easily. "You owe me" he said, even when it had been obvious from the start. He deserved to know, he wanted to know if another dimension was involved, things where really messed up...plus Gohan had always intrigued him. "Why exactly Hiei?" he asked, his eyes colder than they had ever been "Why do I owe you? You don't even trust me- that's why you're asking in fact" as the words sleaped out of his tongue he knew they were wrong. Hiei was not the trusting comprehensive type, it took him time to adjust to get attached to somebody, he still wasn't prepared to trust him through in some deeply unconscious level he really did. However he feel sad, angry and trapped...and he attacked. A mistake. It was almost like he could feel something break in the other. His eyes palpitating...Hiei's eyes did only did this when he was in deep emotion, which wasn't that often. The fire demon was facing the thing he always trying to shield himself of. Rejection. He had just recently began to let Gohan enter...he hadn't been careful enough. The saiyajin wasn't acepting him...because he didn't understand his attitude. 'He could have tried and he hasn't' he thought with biterness. It wasn't so difficult. Kurama, Yusuke and...well...even Kuwabara in some level had managed. Why couldn't he? All this time he had been a fool...his eyes turned cold and he looked at the other like trash. "You'd better tell me now what are you up to!" he exclaimed while holding him by the neck, trying to choke him...with rage. "Let me go" He applied more presure causing some blood to come through the dark-haired mouth. "let me go" he repeated this time weaklier feeling sofocated. He didn't like the way he was acting, his reaction to his utterances disproporcionated. He felt something intrude his mind 'where do you come from?tell me!' a voice said. He resisted the urge to answer, he knew it was related with Hiei's third eye powers. He looked at the red eyes murdereous, dangerous,...'tell me know I'm going to kill you anyway' He was positive he was not supposed to have heard that. He panicked, was Hiei that serious? He looked at his face, again. Yes-god knows why- he was. He was going to die, yes, finally...he was going to be punished by his mistakes now and somehow it made a lot of sense it was Hiei who was going to kill him...he was a kind of representative of the ones he had hurt now. He closed his eyes. 'kill me' Hiei heard the thought straight-out. So the bastard resigned?Give it up? And still managed not to tell him anything. Well...he knew all he had to know, he felt. But for first time in his life he was going to do this as painful as possible. "LEAVE GOHAN ALONE YOU RED-EYED MONSTER" came a voice from somewhere else. The purple-haired boy was there, with that weird transformation on and gave him the mother of all punches. Even when the kid was strong he was stronger but the punch had been unannounced. He stop burning the skin of the man with his flames and realised him. His eyes closed and snapped open again like he was going out of a trance. He looked at the brat and at the dark-haired. What was he doing? What was he thinking of? He calmed down, not understanding very much anything anymore. He kicked the brat out with fierceness and could feel Gohan getting angry. Good. No longer expected to be killed. It was too low to kill someone defenseless. It was a coward-thing. Besides, he didn't think Mukuro will appreciate having the source of his diplomatic negociations killed. He suddenly feel terribly tired. Of all. He look at him in the eye. "leave" he spat in a commander tone. Gohan looked at him and then at Trunks. Needed to be healed, that kick too much even for a saiyajin child. Trunks looked at him still conscious. "I think you should as he says" he stated, seriously "I'll be find Gohan" he said in a false over-confident tone. Gohan wasn't so sure why the child was saying it exactly but he trusted him. After all, Trunks, came from quite intelligent parents. Maybe he was saying this because of something he had realised? It seemed stupid and dangerous to think like that but by the time...he did. He left helplessness, and horrible huge pain inside him.