A/N: ... *schnooooorrrrre* Me tired. Hey, is it possible to snore and talk at the same time? Never really thought of something like that before... *shrugs*
Disclaimer: I do not, i repeat, i do NOT own Yu Yu Hakusho. We all know that i don't. That's why you would give a strange reaction if i claimed that i owned it, and meant it. But i don't, so... *tragic sigh*
Kurama came home after a trip from the library, exhausted. He fiddled through his keys, until he found the right one. Kurama inserted the key into the keyhole, and with a simple filck of his wrist, the door slowly opened as he pushed it lightly. Inside his very home, was Yuusuke, Yukina, Hiei, Kuwabara, and Keiko. Kurama dropped his bag next to him, and everyone turned to face him. He was really wondering why everyone was here. At that moment, Shiori opened the door from the kitchen and walked over to the living room, finding everyone staring at Kurama, and Kurama staring back. Shiori giggled.
" Shuiichi! Okaeri nasai, dear. Your friends came over looking for you, but you weren't home. I invited them in."
" Arigatou gozaimashita for letting them in to wait for me, 'kassan." Kurama answered, still staring at the gang.
" Oh, Dou itashimashite. It was nice having them as company. And, im cooking desert too, but i don't want it to be burned. Could you look after it, Shuuichi? I have to run to the market for a while."
" Hai, 'kassan."
" Itte kimasu. Bye shuuichi."
" Itte irasshai, 'kassan."
Shiori kissed Kurama on the cheek before she left the house. Kurama turned to the group again. He seemed confused.
"Hi guys...was there another assignment to do from Ko-Enma again?"
Yuusuke shook his head.
" Nah. We wanted to visit you, just like your mother said. By the way, your mother must love you very much."
Kurama seemed to be relieved. But he answered back after that in annoyance,
" Is it like that way with you and your mother?"
" Rrr," Yuusuke snapped. He turned his head away then asked, " Where were you when you weren't here anyway?"
Kurama sighed in annoyance.
" Nothing special, Yuusuke. Just the library."
Keiko seemed to be concerned.
" Yes, but why are you so tired? You look exhausted."
Kurama squinted his eyes, remembering the infernal moment.
" Ah, yes. The librarian's assistant wasn't there at the moment, and those crazy kids demanded a story telling time. The man next to the children was literally begging to me to read for them."
Hiei snorted and raised an eyebrow.
" Then why didn't the damn ningen just read to the little brats?"
" The man does not know how to read..."
When Kurama finished that sentence, there had been an uncomfortable silence. The only thing everyone heard was the rustling when Kurama hung his coat and the sound of Kurama's shoes as they dropped on the mat with a soft thump. He picked up his bag and started walking towards one of the couches for a seat. Yuusuke scooted over and provided room. A question type of thought approached Kuwabara.
" What stories did you tell to them?"
Kurama sat down. He replied casually,
" None of any particular. I've created them myself."
Hiei jumped from his seat, perverted thoughts filling his mind. Yukina tried calming him down, hushing him. But no prevail. What if they were stories about Kurama and Himself?? Kurama loves that kind of stuff. Hn. Over imaginative fox. He hollered,
" What kind of stories did you exactly tell???!!"
Kurama, who was surprised at Hiei's sudden outburst, realized he should not have said that he created them himself. Uh-oh.
" Aaah.....heh.....actually, they were all about you guys...."
Kurama was given back a whole lot of glares, a big scary one from Hiei. Kurama shrunk.
" You better tell us those stories of yours, Kurama."
Kurama let his head drop, knowing that this was the end.
" ....Oh, alright."
Everyone gathered around him, in a circle.
" Okay, this one is about when Yuusuke went to school...."
Everyone rolled their eyes towards Yuusuke as Kurama began the story.......
A/N: By the way, there's a translation list if you dont get some of the words. It's on the last chapter. And i'm sorry if this was annoyingly short ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not, i repeat, i do NOT own Yu Yu Hakusho. We all know that i don't. That's why you would give a strange reaction if i claimed that i owned it, and meant it. But i don't, so... *tragic sigh*
Kurama came home after a trip from the library, exhausted. He fiddled through his keys, until he found the right one. Kurama inserted the key into the keyhole, and with a simple filck of his wrist, the door slowly opened as he pushed it lightly. Inside his very home, was Yuusuke, Yukina, Hiei, Kuwabara, and Keiko. Kurama dropped his bag next to him, and everyone turned to face him. He was really wondering why everyone was here. At that moment, Shiori opened the door from the kitchen and walked over to the living room, finding everyone staring at Kurama, and Kurama staring back. Shiori giggled.
" Shuiichi! Okaeri nasai, dear. Your friends came over looking for you, but you weren't home. I invited them in."
" Arigatou gozaimashita for letting them in to wait for me, 'kassan." Kurama answered, still staring at the gang.
" Oh, Dou itashimashite. It was nice having them as company. And, im cooking desert too, but i don't want it to be burned. Could you look after it, Shuuichi? I have to run to the market for a while."
" Hai, 'kassan."
" Itte kimasu. Bye shuuichi."
" Itte irasshai, 'kassan."
Shiori kissed Kurama on the cheek before she left the house. Kurama turned to the group again. He seemed confused.
"Hi guys...was there another assignment to do from Ko-Enma again?"
Yuusuke shook his head.
" Nah. We wanted to visit you, just like your mother said. By the way, your mother must love you very much."
Kurama seemed to be relieved. But he answered back after that in annoyance,
" Is it like that way with you and your mother?"
" Rrr," Yuusuke snapped. He turned his head away then asked, " Where were you when you weren't here anyway?"
Kurama sighed in annoyance.
" Nothing special, Yuusuke. Just the library."
Keiko seemed to be concerned.
" Yes, but why are you so tired? You look exhausted."
Kurama squinted his eyes, remembering the infernal moment.
" Ah, yes. The librarian's assistant wasn't there at the moment, and those crazy kids demanded a story telling time. The man next to the children was literally begging to me to read for them."
Hiei snorted and raised an eyebrow.
" Then why didn't the damn ningen just read to the little brats?"
" The man does not know how to read..."
When Kurama finished that sentence, there had been an uncomfortable silence. The only thing everyone heard was the rustling when Kurama hung his coat and the sound of Kurama's shoes as they dropped on the mat with a soft thump. He picked up his bag and started walking towards one of the couches for a seat. Yuusuke scooted over and provided room. A question type of thought approached Kuwabara.
" What stories did you tell to them?"
Kurama sat down. He replied casually,
" None of any particular. I've created them myself."
Hiei jumped from his seat, perverted thoughts filling his mind. Yukina tried calming him down, hushing him. But no prevail. What if they were stories about Kurama and Himself?? Kurama loves that kind of stuff. Hn. Over imaginative fox. He hollered,
" What kind of stories did you exactly tell???!!"
Kurama, who was surprised at Hiei's sudden outburst, realized he should not have said that he created them himself. Uh-oh.
" Aaah.....heh.....actually, they were all about you guys...."
Kurama was given back a whole lot of glares, a big scary one from Hiei. Kurama shrunk.
" You better tell us those stories of yours, Kurama."
Kurama let his head drop, knowing that this was the end.
" ....Oh, alright."
Everyone gathered around him, in a circle.
" Okay, this one is about when Yuusuke went to school...."
Everyone rolled their eyes towards Yuusuke as Kurama began the story.......
A/N: By the way, there's a translation list if you dont get some of the words. It's on the last chapter. And i'm sorry if this was annoyingly short ^_^
