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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's Comments ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yaoi
is in this piece as the same as all of my other ones. God, I’m getting
addicted in this! Tasukete! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kurama
opened his eyes. That battle yesterday was really taking him badly. He
felt so tired. A thought of not going to school passed his little mind,
but he shook it off. He
raised his arm to see the wound. Smiling, he secretly admired how his
youko form healed so perfectly. Without even leaving a scar. Kurama
blinked. :… Wait a minute… youko form? …: he straightened himself
and gasped. He was attired in his simple white youko clothing, through
out the night. Frowning,
he wondered. How could he still be in this form? Usually,
it only lasted for mostly half an hour in his human state. But, he was
sure he was in youko form the whole night. Felt ‘tall’ and very
comfortable. :…
Seems like I really can’t go to school now and I hope kaasan would not
just come and greet me good morning or what …: Inari wasn’t quite in
a good mood that day. “Shuu-chan, are you up?” asked Shiori’s
sweet voice from out of Shuuichi’s room. Kurama widened his eyes.
:…
Inari …: he sighed, sticking his pink tongue out. “Yeah kaasan, but
I don’t…,” Kurama paused his words as he heard himself sounding an
octave lower than his usual Shuuichi voice. Shiori
blinked confusedly. That doesn’t sound like her Shuuichi. “Shuuichi?
Are you alright? You sound… different,” commented Shiori. Kurama spanked his forehead. :… Kuso …: he cursed. His
youko form still swears when he felt like it, and Kurama may as well
take the advantage of doing so. “I
had eaten something yesterday kaasan, and it effected my voice,” lied
Kurama. “Oh… do you feel well enough to go to school, then?” she
asked, worried. “Can I skip one day? I don’t feel well. I just
wanted to sleep,” he replied, hoping that his mother would just leave
him alone. Shiori
sighed. Her son was never in a bad temper even when he’s sick. And she
knew better than to just worry to much. Shuuichi is a big boy now. But
she can’t help it. “Ok then Shuuichi, I’ll call the school and
tell them. I’ll be going to work now. You have my number right? Call
me if you need me,” she said, waiting for a second longer before going
out the door to work. Kurama
slumped himself on the bed. What did actually happen yesterday? he
remembered being fired, but Hiei saved his butt as always. Although
the purple fire still hurt his arm, he knew that it was nothing. Or was
it?? Yuusuke
had killed it off with a very powerful Rei gun. The next thing he knew,
he felt sleepy. He could still hear them talking after that though. Kurama’s
flashback… “Kurama’s
hurt badly!” I can hear Kuwabara shouting. :… badly hurt? I just got
a shot from it on my arm! How could I possibly be badly hurt? …:
“Take him to Genkai’s temple,” Now I could hear Yuusuke voicing
his suggestion. “No,” Hiei protested. “Hiei, it’s going to kill
Kurama if we don’t!” Yuusuke snapped back. :…
Lost an arm maybe, but get killed? This is getting ridiculous! I
wanna get up! …: snorted Kurama mentally. “That shot wasn’t
suppose to injure
him that much. That youkai liked Kurama too much to just kill him.
It’ll be alright,” Hiei insisted. I was puzzled, why did Hiei acted like
that? I could hear Kuwabara cursing Hiei. But I know that I’m already
far away in the arms of the one I trusted. Then I don’t remember anything
until I woke up this morning… End
of flashback… He
got up. :… I have to ask Yuusuke what’s happening. Maybe he’ll
have the answer …: Kurama decided. He walked over to the bathroom and
stripped. He winced, his youko form was… beautiful. He’s practically
a foot taller than Shuuichi Minamino. His long silver hair shimmered
against the bathroom light. He
gave himself a satisfying smile. Females, males and god knows what of
every species from the three worlds fell instantly in love with Youko
Kurama. But then, Youko Kurama frowned. :… Wonder if Hiei likes this
form of me? …: he asked himself a question. He continued to frown. Hiei
had never came close to him when he was in this form. Maybe he looked
disgusting to Hiei in this form. He shock those thoughts away and
concentrated in the matter at hand. After
taking a quick morning bath, he went to his closet. Most of the things
he had, was in Shuuichi Minamino’s size and smaller. He tried most of
the trousers and it all ended hanging on his legs. He cursed bitterly.
:… Feels like wearing a 3 year old boy’s pants …: he snorted, then
paused. :… This youko form of me, sure is very rude. More like Hiei. I
like this …: He flattered himself, at least something that’s his was
similar to Hiei. At
last, he settled in a pair of bermuda pants and a T-shirt. He wanted to
go to Yuusuke’s school without getting too much attention. He
looked into the mirror and snickered. :… Now, what to do with my furry
ears? …: he asked himself. He
glanced around the room and found a baseball cap. :… Good, this should
do the trick! …: he smiled and fitted the cap on his head. Kurama
blinked at himself. :… Where did I get this cap? I thought I never had
one …: He sighed and blinked again. Satisfied with the way he
looked, he turned around. Still, those silver hair would attract more
attention than needed. But who cares. He
got into a pair of shoes and jumped out the window. His youko self
inside was swearing like mad for having to walk around, attired in
those. He told the voice to shut up and frowned as he felt what Hiei
always felt when he forced him to wear those fancy coloured clothing. Sara
Yashiki High wasn’t that far. A ten minutes walk and he’s there. He
walked in, finding desperately for Yuusuke’s class. But as he was
trying desperately to hide himself by looking at the floor walking,
he bumped into Keiko Yukimura. At first, she didn’t realised it
was Kurama, but then she saw those silvery strands of hair and gasped. Her
friends grabbed her arms frighteningly as Kurama looked up to them with
his golden clear eyes. “Kurama-san?” asked Keiko. :… Ok, now I
blew off my undercover! …: he snorted inwardly. He nodded.
“Where’s Yuusuke?” he asked in his low deep voice. “Inside, I
and my friend was just going to the bathroom,” she said and waved
goodbye at Kurama. He could feel the sweatdrops on his forehead now.
:… Okay, now you’re telling me you’re going to pee… why should I
care? …: Kurama shook his head disgustedly. “Keiko!
Who’s that?” asked Keiko’s friend. “Sore wa Kurama-san da yo,”
she answered. “Kare wa kawaii jan, and his hair is so cool!” said
her friend. Keiko sighed and pulled her towards the bathroom. A
knock was heard. The sensei stopped reading the history in his hand.
Yuusuke sighed, relieved. :… Who the hell that is, deserve to have a
prize for breaking up the boring lesson …: he noted mentally, thanking
the one who was knocking. He peeped behind his opened book. The sensei
looked at the door as it slid open. A tall slender guy with long silver
hair walked in. The
girls practically dropped off their seats. Most were sighing, eyes
immediately turned into the shape of hearts. Yuusuke too almost went out
of his seat. :… Kurama? What the hell he’s doing here? In that form,
especially? …: Kurama muttered something softly to the sensei and the
sensei nodded, pointing at Yuusuke. “Urameshi,
he wants to see you. Outside, don’t interrupt my class,” said the
sensei and Yuusuke followed Kurama out. “And Urameshi?” the teacher
called. Yuusuke turned. “Please do come back,” he uttered. Yuusuke
grinned and shrugged. “Kurama,
you’re a life saver!” thanked Yuusuke. “Well, then you do
something in return,” said the tall youko. “Anything, anything,”
said Yuusuke, glad that he was finally out of that stuffy old class. Before
Kurama could open his mouth, Yuusuke got him first. “Why are you here
in this form?” asked Yuusuke, picking up strands of the silver hair.
Examining it. Kurama flipped his hands off. “That’s the problem,”
said Kurama. “I woke up this morning… just to find out I look like
this,” he said pointing at himself. “Could it be the side effects of
the battle yesterday?” asked Yuusuke. “It
can’t be, I just got fired on my arm. And it’s healed!” said
Kurama, showing Yuusuke his flawless skin. With no signs of scars that
is. Yuusuke frowned. “I told Hiei to bring you to Genkai’s. But he
was too stubborn and flew off with you,” said Yuusuke. Kurama thought
the phrase ‘he was too stubborn and flew off with you’ was romantic
and sighed. Yuusuke
looked at the silver haired youko. “Oi, you listening?” asked
Yuusuke, knocking Kurama’s forehead. Kurama nodded. “Yesterday, you
looked like you were blown into bits,” he uttered silently. Kurama
wrinkled his nose. “Did I?” he asked. Yuusuke nodded. Suddenly,
there was a big orange haired guy running bulkily off the stairs,
Heading up to the roof. He saw Yuusuke and grabbed his hand happily.
“Come Yuusuke! Let’s go to the roof!” he said. Yuusuke managed to
grab Kurama too as they practically fly to the roof. Kuwabara
breathed heavily. Then, his eyes widened. “Youko Kurama? Nani
o shi ni kimashita ka???” he asked, wondering what the hell did the
youko came to their school for. Kurama sighed. “I need to find Yuusuke
and repair myself,” he replied. “Well,
I like you better in this form, you look more… classic,” said
Kuwabara. Kurama
smiled sarcastically. :… Getting a compliment from you wasn’t what I
was hoping too much for, doumo anyway …: he said mentally.
“I wish Hiei thinks the same,” said Kurama softly, barely
audible. “What was it, Kurama?” asked Kuwabara. Kurama shook his
head. “Nothing,” he said.
“Where
were we… ah, but I didn’t felt any pain or anything,” said Kurama.
Yuusuke used his oxidised brain. “Well, that youkai yesterday liked
beautiful things. And Kuwabara did say that you look better this way.
Was it the purple fire he shot yesterday was suppose to return you in
this form?” suggested Yuusuke. Kurama widened his eyes. “No!
I still have a life in Ningenkai. And… kaasan might shock herself to
death upon seeing me. Let alone me, explaining to her,” said Kurama. “Are
you sure you didn’t feel any pain yesterday?” asked Yuusuke. Kurama nodded. “It only felt like a scratch,” said Kurama.
“Saa… but you looked like you had been blasted directly,” said
Kuwabara. “No, fortunately, Hiei saved my butt,” said Kurama. “Hiei?
He didn’t even let us send you to Genkai’s temple and practically
flitted away with you! That stupid shrimp!” snapped Kuwabara, swinging
his fist wildly in the air. “Matte…
Hiei might have an answer,” said Yuusuke. Both of them looked at the
brown haired boy. “Well, he was surprisingly calm. He said you would
be alright,” said Yuusuke. Kuwabara narrowed his eyes. “Find
him then,” said Kuwabara. “That’s the hardest part,” sighed
Yuusuke and Kurama together. “Kurama, can’t you just do anything? So
that Hiei comes?” asked Yuusuke. Kurama shrugged. “Can’t think of
anything,” he said. “What
about using the whistle?” suggested Kuwabara. Yuusuke and Kurama both
glared at Kuwabara. “Do you really want us to go deaf?” asked
Yuusuke. “Oh, I forgot!” said Kuwabara and laughed. “Hiei
is probably somewhere in Makai. Makes it more impossible to track
him,” said Kurama, taking off his cap. Fanning his hot body.
Yuusuke and Kuwabara nodded and chuckled at Kurama’s twitching
ears. Kurama
snorted. “I know my ears look funny,” he said, a hurt tone was
heard. “No Kurama, it’s so… cute,” said Kuwabara and Yuusuke,
then they cracked up. “Can
we push our powers to the limits together? It might attract his
attention,” suggested Kurama. Yuusuke and Kuwabara shrugged. “We can
try, but I’m still tired because of yesterday. I don’t know if I’m
powerful enough,” said Yuusuke and started to roll his hand into a
fist. Kuwabara followed
suit and then Kurama. Hiei
felt an unusual raise of qi. He was sitting behind some trees watching
Yukina in the Genkai’s garden. :… Youko Kurama’s youki! …: he
realised and flitted instantly to that direction, not even realising the
other two’s qi. :…
I hope Hiei sees us …: wished Yuusuke because he nearly ran out of
reiki. Hiei saw them alright. He landed right on top of Kuwabara and
Kuwabara crashed to the ground, kissing concrete. Hiei snorted. “I
thought you dopes were in some kind of trouble,” he snapped. Stepping
on Kuwabara’s head before straightening up beside Youko Kurama. “Get
off of me, you little son of a bitch! And you call us a dope!”
Kuwabara snapped. “Kurama do something,” he continued. Kurama
looked at Hiei and secretly gave him a wink. Hiei looked away from the
beautiful youko. But Kurama swore that he saw the koorime blushing. “I
will Kuwabara, but later,” said the youko with a hint of double tone
in the youko’s voice. “What
do you jerks want?” Hiei asked. Youko Kurama side closer to Hiei and
grabbed his round ass. Hiei shot the tall youko a glare. “Don’t call
us jerks or dopes anymore… onegai,” he told the youkai, slightly
smiling that sly foxy grin. Kuwabara and Yuusuke looked at each other. :…
What did Kurama do? Did you see it? …: Kuwabara asked Yuusuke
mentally. Yuusuke shook his head. “Oi
shrimp, we wanted to ask you why is Kurama trapped in this form?”
asked Kuwabara. Hiei looked at the tall beautiful youko again. “That
youkai yesterday. I knew him. He liked beautiful things and must’ve
known Kurama looked better in this shape. He shot him with his purple
fire. Looks disastrous, but it was nothing. The wounds healed fast and
he turned back into his youko form. He thought he could have fun with
Kurama later but you killed him,” explained Hiei, plain n simple. Kurama
wrinkled his nose. Imagining himself with that yucky looking youkai
would be his worst experience as a youko. But he too, flatter himself as
Hiei said he looked better in this form. Suddenly
he realised something. He crouched and grabbed both of Hiei’s arms.
“Would I be like this forever?” he asked the startled koorime. Hiei
shook his head. “It would only be for 48 hours,” he said. Kurama
sighed in relieve and landed his head on Hiei, accidentally landing in
on Hiei’s rod. And it wasn’t entirely flaccid either. Kurama felt
his own rise as the closeness between was realised by his youko self. Quite
ashamed of himself, Kurama instantly stood up. He cleared his throat.
“Then, it wouldn’t be a problem then. I just have to hide from
Shiori for two days,” said Kurama. “Where are you going then?”
asked Yuusuke. Kurama
smiled flashily. “Makai of course,” :… to be with Hiei …: he
continued mentally. Hiei smiled silently himself too. “Good idea,”
agreed Kuwabara and Yuusuke. “All left is to phone kaasan,” said
Kurama, putting back his cap on his head. “We
should get back to class Yuusuke,” said Kuwabara. Suddenly there were
three guys who came up to the roof top. “Kuwabara! You didn’t get
caught!” shouted Kirishima. Kuwabara laughed. “Me, the great Kazuma
Kuwabara would not be caught by any stupid teacher. Ha… Ha…
Ha…,” boasted Kuwabara. “Come,
let’s have some fun in the park then,” suggested Ohkuba and Sawamura.
Kuwabara nodded instantly. “I thought you were going back to class?”
asked Yuusuke. Kuwabara put a hand on his shoulder and whispered
something. Yuusuke looked up with a bright smile. “Let’s go then!”
he exclaimed and ran down the stairs with Kuwabara, Kirishima, Ohkuba
and Sawamura, leaving the two alone. “Hiei, wait for me at Genkai’s
temple ok? I’ll come as soon as I phone kaasan,” said Kurama,
bending down to kiss that little koorime me on his Jagan. “Did
I say I was going with you?” asked Hiei. Kurama turned and looked at
Hiei with those golden eyes. Hiei could see them spell
the word ‘h-u-r-t’. He nearly laughed. “Oh, you don’t
want to go back to Makai?” Kurama asked the koorime. Hiei shifted
uncomfortably. “I’ll
wait for you at the Genkai’s temple,” with that, he disappeared
himself. Kurama smiled and went to phone his mother. “Hello,
kaasan?” asked Kurama. “Ah…
Shuu-chan, your voice is getting worse!” exclaimed the anxious Shiori.
Actually, Kurama did try his best to sound normal. But it turned out
that he sounded like a squashed frog. “I
won’t be back until tomorrow kaasan. I need to stay over at a friends
house to finish our project,” said Kurama. “Are you sure you could
do it?” asked Shiori. “We’re just doing home work kaasan. It’s
not like we’re going to sing,” joked Kurama. Shiori
sighed. “Alright then, but take care!” said Shiori before Kurama put
down the phone. “Who’s
that?” asked Kirishima. Yuusuke frowned. “Who’s who?” he asked
the boy. “Ano… that guy with silver hair,” said Kirishima. Yuusuke
and Kuwabara both gulped. “Em… that tall guy was Shuuichi’s
cousin. You know him, right? And the shorter one was his boyfriend,”
said Kuwabara. “His
boyfriend? I thought he was Shuuichi’s,” wondered Kirishima. “Yes,
I told you it’s Shuuichi’s boyfriend,” said Kuwabara. Kirishima
nodded. Kurama
rushed to Genkai’s temple. He felt uncomfortable in these clothes that
he changed back into his white ones. He saw Hiei talking to Yukina
uncomfortably with a cup of tea in his hands. He smirked and went to
them. “Ah, Kurama-san! Genki?” greeted Yukina cheerfully. “Genki
da yo, Yukina-chan ga… gomen nasai. Love to talk to you, but have to
go,” with that, he put down Hiei’s cup and they went to Makai
through the gate in Genkai’s temple. “You
should tell her that you’re her brother,” said Kurama. Hiei snorted.
“None of your business, kitsune,” snapped Hiei. They
landed on Makai ground. It was secluded by trees of all kinds. :… Nice
place to land …: thought Kurama. He looked at Hiei and pushed him to
the ground. “I told you… never… ever be rude,” said Kurama. Hiei
looked into the golden sparkling eyes and felt like fainting. :… This
youko Kurama is more violent than Shuuichi Kurama …: Hiei
made a mental note. “I
be rude whenever I like, Kitsune no baka,” Hiei provoked this new form
of Kurama. He had never been so close to Kurama in this form. He
would want to feel what it’s like. Kurama landed gracefully on top of
Hiei and their nose nearly touched. “Are you just being stubborn… or
are you really like this?” asked the youko, grabbing Hiei’s friend
underneath. Hiei
wanted to open his mouth to retort. But, as Kurama spied Hiei’s
parting lips, he kissed that delicious youkai passionately. Hiei
returned the kiss. The skill was the same as the red headed Shuuichi
Minamino. But
this youko form was even more sensual. They parted the kiss and Kurama
looked at his precious treasure. He put a hand under Hiei’s head. The
other one came back up from torturing Hiei’s friend and went to comb
his hair. Hiei was nervous. He stiffened himself. “Ok,
honestly Hiei… do I really look disgusting to you in this form?”
asked Kurama, giving up. “No… you look just fine,” Hiei uttered
slowly. “And then… why are you so stiff?” asked Kurama, his hand
in Hiei’s hair went down to pull Hiei’s pants down. Hiei’s
hand went to wrap round those slender waist and he managed to pull the
cloth that was tying around his waist. It dropped and Kurama’s clothes
went loose. He looked at the beautiful youko. Indulging himself as much
as he could to this beautiful creature. His hand flickered at his
clothes and it fell to the ground, leaving a totally naked, sexy youko
behind. Hiei
startled as Kurama’s warm hand wrapped around his throbbing length. He
looked up and saw Kurama, closing his eyes. Lips tightly shut and was
humming something. :… Kurama’s singing …: thought Hiei. But sing
wasn’t really the word. Youko Kurama was resisting himself from
getting too excited with a sexy youkai trapped in his arms. Hiei
suddenly felt that he was in 7th heaven, he bit his lips. Kurama looked at his treasure. Hiei’s throbbing rod was
pulsing under his hot palm. “Not yet… not yet botchan…,” he
snickered evilly. Just
as Hiei was about to let go, Kurama left Hiei without anything but air.
Hiei got irritated and snarled at Kurama. “Shimatta,” he cursed.
Youko Kurama just smiled and shoved his slender middle finger into
Hiei’s little hot mouth. Hiei
was still angry at Kurama for not letting him come. He bit that finger,
hard. Kurama felt pain and quickly pulled out his finger. His
finger was cut by Hiei’s sharp teeth. Kurama
looked at his finger and frowned, he watched as blood oozed out and
dripped off his finger. He smirked and raised his other hand to find a
seed in his hair. He came out with a seed and squashed it in his hand.
Some oil came out of it and Kurama tested it by rubbing his two fingers
together. As
he looked satisfied, he squeezed the remaining oil around his injured
finger and caused more blood to ooze out. Hiei looked oddly at the youko.
Not knowing what he had in his mind as Youko Kurama’s head wasn’t as
opened as Shuuichi Minamino’s. Kurama
slid his injured finger in Hiei’s little puckered hole Hiei closed his
eyes, expecting to feel pain. But… It felt surprisingly smooth and
slick. Lubricated would be the choice word. It has a very nice feeling
and it didn’t even hurt. Hiei
opened his eyes. Kurama was still twirling his finger around Hiei’s
rod. He felt like he was going to come again and that was when Kurama
stopped again and he pulled away both his hand and his finger. Hiei
sighed. “Come on, youko…,” he sighed. Kurama grinned and inserted
his rod into Hiei’s bloody hole. His hole seemed to be blood stained
and it looks like his own hole was bleeding. Very unusual sight. Kurama
slid in and out slowly at first, catching a rhythm. His hands went over
to Hiei’s aching meat and caressed it slowly. But it became in rhythm
with his jerking and within a few moments, Kurama and Hiei went shooting
their seed together. :… Good timing …: thought Kurama. Kurama’s
seed filled Hiei and got mingled with the blood. Hiei’s own seed went
splashing on Kurama’s face and got puddle up on Hiei’s stomach.
Kurama licked a trace of Hiei’s sticky seed and slumped down next to
him, so that he was half covering the koorime. Kurama
kind of washed his injured finger in the puddle of Hiei’s semen and
the puddle had an eerie colour of pink. :… Hell, this youko have crazy
ideas to have sex …: thought Hiei. He began licking the idea and took
Kurama’s still bleeding finger which has Hiei’s own seed and licked
it. Made it clean, free of blood. “How
did you manage to bleed so long? I thought Youkos are suppose to have
quick healing abilities,” wondered Hiei. “The seed Hiei. It slows
the healing process and let the blood drip freely,” Kurama told Hiei
as he got busy with licking Hiei’s ears. Hiei was silent. He youko
should’ve fainted by now. The amount of blood lost was a lot. He
frowned at the youko, Kurama was still rubbing his hips lightly against
Hiei’s. Hiei straightened up and looked at the youko. His skin was
pale, paler than it used to be. “Kh!
Kitsune no baka. You’re having blood loss you know?” snorted Hiei.
Kurama laughed and shook his head. “Blood could be replace, but not
you… koibito,” he uttered softly.
Hiei
didn’t want to admit it. But he was touched. Kurama was telling him
something very nice. No one else in the three worlds had ever said
anything close to that. Kurama
stood up. A very beautiful sight that was only dreamt by other creatures
now was standing right in front of Hiei. :… Consider yourself lucky,
you son of a bitch. The most beautiful thing in the three worlds is in
love with you… Cheer! Shout! …: snorted a voice in him. Hiei told it
to shut up and went over to the tall youkai. He
could only reach his waist as he was tall, really tall. He hugged him
possessively. “Ai shiterun da yo,” uttered Hiei softly to Kurama’s
back. Kurama smiled, he turned around and lowered himself. “Sou
ka?” he asked teasingly. Hiei rolled his eyes and felt like kicking
this very youko to 7th hell. As he was drowned in that
thought, a pair of hands suddenly cupped his face. “Saa…
onaji… ai shiteru…,” he whispered into Hiei’s ears, causing it
to tickle slightly by Kurama’s breath. Kurama got dressed and
snickered. “Onaka ga sukimashita,” he rubbed his flat tummy. His
voice was seductively sexy. Hiei gritted his teeth. He
pulled Kurama’s wrist and gestured towards the other side of the
forest. There seemed to be something moving. Kurama smiled and poked
Hiei’s shoulder. He pointed at Hiei’s body. “Before
considering to catch whatever thingy that is, I suggest you get dressed
first,” he held up Hiei’s wet and sticky clothes to him. “Baka,”
Hiei snorted. “What’s wrong of being naked?” he asked. Kurama
shrugged. “I know I won’t. I don’t want risking any naughty little
youkai looking at me while I catch that yummy food,” said Youko Kurama
and threw a seed at Hiei. It
blasted into a thick cloud of smoke and when Hiei choked his way out of
it, he was totally attired in his usual black pants complete with 2
belts. :… Sugoi …: he uttered mentally. :… Youko Kurama likes me
dressed in public. Well, Shuuichi Kurama does that too. or he’ll just
kick my butt and act as if he didn’t know me …: thought Hiei. “Stupid
ass,” Hiei snorted and disappeared into the forest to go after
whatever it was just now. Kurama just sits back and produced a comb from
a tree root, combing his sticky hair. Two
‘tiring’ days flew by… While
sleeping in Hiei’s warm arms, Kurama had changed back into ningen
form. Hiei startled awake. There was something nearby. It very near, too
near. Felt familiar but too hazed by sleep to recognise who was it. Hiei
looked at Kurama, still sleeping. And had turned back into normal
Shuuichi Kurama form. Suddenly
he heard funny noises. Sounds like something was about to laugh itself
out. He shot his glance upwards and saw Yuusuke and Kuwabara trying hard
not to laugh at Hiei, who was entangled in Kurama’s limbs. Not
to say they were less decent than a guy in boxers. But still, Hiei and
Kurama under a big pile of rose petals? If funny wasn’t the word, what
was? Hiei
went red and turned to Kurama. A pair of hazy green emerald eyes looked
at him. “Ohayo ne,” he mumbled. Hiei was still considering about
jumping to his feet or stay down in the petals. He might not have
anything on, and this is all… “All your fault! Kitsune no baka!”
he snapped. Kurama
blinked. “Nani?” he asked the koorime but suddenly realised that
someone else was looking at them. Kurama need not to look to know who
was it and he dug for a seed in his morning red hair and came out with a
seed. He threw it over them and a thick cloud of smoke appeared. When
Yuusuke and Kuwabara finally got over with the thick smoke, they were
faced with two angry youkais. “What are you two doing sneaking over
us, early in the morning?” asked Kurama, dusting himself. Who’s
already fully dressed. Yuusuke
smiled. “We’d thought you’ll get in trouble in Makai. Just came to visit though, it’s been a long time since Me
and Kuwabara had a visit here,” said Yuusuke, giving the youkais
stupid reasons. “Baka,
you just came here two days ago,” snorted Hiei. “Ano… what’s
this sticky thing?” asked Kuwabara as he picked up something that looked
like Hiei’s head band, soaked wet in… Kurama
stopped Kuwabara before he could smell it. “Yamatte!” exclaimed
Kurama and took the ward away from Kuwabara, tucking it neatly in his
pocket. Kuwabara frowned and shrugged. Anything belonged to Kurama would
be dangerous to meddle with without permission. Kurama,
Yuusuke and Kuwabara stopped at the Makai gate. “Doumo for the…
umm… food, Hiei,” uttered Kurama, the sparkle in his eyes told Hiei
that he meant to thank him for something else. Hiei nodded once. Kurama
smiled and turned. “Mata
na, Hiei…,” and Kurama disappeared into Ningenkai. Hiei sighed.
Actually, he was terrified of Youko Kurama at first. But spending two
meaningful days with it, made him realise that how caring and gentle the
youko was. And at the same time, he could be mean and rude. Just like
him, Hiei thought. He
walked over to Mukuro’s palace to see if he could have a good fight
after draining so much energy. But first, have to find food… :…
Food… food …: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Owari ~ ^_^ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay,
another piece of crap. Actually didn’t mean to make this a graphic
stuff. Just that I got my finger cut with a knife in the middle of
typing this and wondered if it would be nice to write something about
it. Haha… Comments and Death threats are welcomed! Bulma
Briefs UIN#
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