1: Bullet-Kurama centered
"Well," Kurama sighed, wincing as he collapsed against the trunk of a large tree, "It's not often we encounter demons who use human weapons..."
"No kidding!" Yusuke waved his arms, gesturing wildly behind him to the unconscious demon they'd taken down, "Like we needed any more near-heart attacks in our lifetimes!"
"Urameshi! Can it!" Kuwabarra knelt down next to the fox, staring at the bleeding hole in his thigh, "I think we should take you to a hospital, man."
"Yes and explain how I happened upon getting shot? No, I prefer to avoid that, seeing as I'm a minor. They would have to call my mother and this would be a very awkward situation to explain," he shook his head, "Hiei may I borrow your sword for a moment?"
Wordlessly, the fire demon handed it over, eyebrows furrowing at the amount of blood pooling beneath his partner; he had no idea what the weapon had been or what 'bullet' meant but it clearly wasn't a good thing... "We should take you to Yukina," he said bluntly, trying not to seem concerned.
"No need." Kuwabarra cried out and Yusuke looked away, turning slightly green as Kurama dug the tip of the blade into his thigh, twisting it to work it under the tip of the bullet. "Holy hell!" Kuwabarra yelped, "What are you doing, man?!"
Calmly, the yoko popped the metal piece out, tucking it into his pocket to dispose of in his own home, "I am removing the bullet. It would be greatly annoying if I were to heal while it was still embedded." He slapped a sticky-looking leaf on it, nodding in approval when he flexed and it didn't begin to bleed. "Perfect," he stood, favoring his good leg, "Shall we be going then?"
"Kurama," Yusuke sighed, "Only you could be so calm about getting shot."