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Disclaimers:
Yu Yu Hakusho is the property of Yoshihiro Togashi, Shonen Jump
Weekly, Fuji TV and Studio Pierrot ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The slender graceful figure stood passively and observed with an inscrutable expression the dark figure before him. The little youkai took out his sharp katana and sliced the keenly, the edge of the sword striking against the light and beaming across the crimson hair of its master's opponent. There was a deafening silence. The two figures stood stock still, but still breathing calmly. The sounds of the makai birds reaching their ears. The redhead glanced up at the fast approaching night. "Hn." The dark youkai snorted impatiently and pointed his katana at the redhead. "Get ready, Kurama. This time, I will not fail." The fire youkai said grimly. The redhead flicked his hair calmly and took out a delicate red rose. "We will see, Hiei. I'm not ready to be defeated yet." The redhead threw a mischievous, gorgeous smile on the grim-faced youkai. Hiei scowled even more darkly and in an instant disappeared from the redhead's vision. Kurama leaped just in time to avoid being slashed by a katana from across the chest. The redhead cursed softly. The fire demon was becoming more and more aggressive. They had started this fight early in the morning and they hadn't reached its conclusion yet. The youko gasped as Hiei suddenly appeared before him and glared an inch away from his face, katana pointing at his throat. Instinctively, the redhead brandished the red rose and transformed it into a whip with thorns. Hiei quickly flitted off, but manage to sliced the redhead's tunic in halves. The kitsune gasped for air and stopped for a brief respite. The fire demon eyed him gleefully. "Surrender now?" The fire youkai murmured evilly. "Over my dead body." The redhead whispered seriously and dashed across the fire youkai, whip ready to strike. Hiei cursed and sprang from his place. What happened next was unexpected. The fire youkai miscalculated and found himself a perfect target for a fast swirling rose whip. Kurama gasped and frantically released the whip, sending repetitive mental commands to revert the whip back to its original delicate form. Then the redhead slammed against the fire demon. The whip lashed at the air and fell on the redhead's back as a crimson rose. There was intense silence in the makai forest. The fire demon's ruby eyes gazed up flatly at the closed emerald eyes. The deep voice spoke softly. "I won." Kurama opened his lids. "You cheated." The fire demon grasped the back of Kurama's head forcefully and kissed him hard. Then the fire youkai was feverishly discarding his clothing and that of the receptive, stunned redhead. ******************************** Many hours later... The demons cuddled tightly as Kurama commanded his plants to enfold him and the fire demon in a scented cove made of makai flowers. Kurama was almost asleep, a contented smile on those sensuous lips. The fire demon's ruby eyes gazed down at him. "Kurama?" "Hmm?" "Aren't you getting tired of "this" exercise already?" "Hmm. We need it." "Yeah, yeah." The fire demon rolled his eyes. "But do we have to practice sparring all the time?" The fire youkai sounded like he was whining. The redhead's sleepy emerald eyes slitted. "Hiei, you know we just can't spend all our time making love. Itooshi, Yusuke and Kuwabara will notice if we get sloppy." "Hn!" The fire youkai snorted. "Besides you enjoy it too much." The redhead mumbled sleepily and kissed the fire youkai on his button nose. Hiei gazed at the lovely sleeping redhead and snorted again. "Hn, Stupid!" Hiei muttered and embraced the redhead possessively. ~OWARI~ |