New Beginnings and Strangers

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California is beautiful. Even in the winter, not like Ohio that is disgustingly cold. I don't know what made me move out here like I did. Like everything was done with and I couldn't be in Ohio with my so-called family for one more minute but whatever it was I was grateful, the way I was living before, it would have killed me. I didn't know how close it was to killing me until I felt the freedom of not having to stress about every second of my life.

I pounded the punching bag. Kick, kick, punch, kick. I haven't been able to train at all in so long my body was stiff. I am aware of every being in the room. The weightlifters. The tool to my left watching me hit the bag with a proper fist and with more power than people assume I have based solely on my height. I am acutely aware of another boy, he feels off. He isn't doing anything. He's clothed in all black, white scarf. His hair is wild pitch black with a white streak. His eyes are intense and they are on me and he doesn't care that I know because when he smirks I know he knows I'm watching him.

Finally, he approaches the bag beside me and in one motion sweeps his black cloak from his shoulders and he is shirtless beside me. I keep focused on my own bag but he's short.. like short short, not much taller than me at all and I'm only four foot eight, by the looks off him he's four ten or eleven.

"You have good form." His voice is hushed, not the insecure kind, the kind that carries severity.

"I know." I don't know what makes me bristle but he seems to notice the sharpened tone to my voice and smirks again.

"confident too, it's an attractive trait in a human." He hit the bag but I barely catch the movement at all.

"as long as that confidence isn't misplaced." He cocks his head at me and I don't see him move at all but for some reason I find myself side stepping as if my body knew something I didn't and before I can even blink he is right there, his fist through the space my head was just at.

"yours, it seems, is not misplaced, you should be on your back."

I feel myself blushing at the comment, I shove him back and he actually looks surprised when he is the one on the ground.

"If you're smart at all, you won't mention me on my back by your hand again." I turn on my heel and stalk off hallway across the gym.

"That wasn't what I meant." He calls after me. I cast a glare over my shoulder and he is smirking at me.

"But if that's what's on your mind" his smile grew, as if he were challenging me. I wanted to go back and hurt him. Instead I strode out of the room to the showers.

Hiei

I shouldn't have spoken to her yet. It might have scared her off, not that she seemed like the kind of person that gets scared off easily.

I can't believe she really caught me off guard like that. I touch the place her hand had been, my skin felt hot as if her touch had burned me.

So, there might be a reason to want her.

**Author's Note**

Book 2 my guys, what do you think

where is this going

Pharaoh will be mentioned next chapter.

who else is excited

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Summary
Akari accidentally purchases the soul of a demon at a thrift store.
She is now the proud owner of a temperamental demon.
To return his stone she'll have to go with his back to his word and meet his Maja.

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