Unlike my other Yu Yu Hakusho story, this one does not have Kurama and Hiei as a couple(no yaoi), instead Kurama's straight! (Hiei likes Kurama at first, but then stops. You'll see why is you read on)
Hope you enjoy,
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Unbelievable, Hiei thought to himself, lounging on the tree outside of Genkai's temple. He had only been in Ningenkai for three weeks and already he hated it. First, he was caught trying to steal a beautiful blue and grey clip for his darling sister. Christmas was only 12 days away and Hiei hadn't bought any gifts.
Second, Kurama left for Makai, telling Hiei that he had something important he had to get. Hiei hated when Kurama ran away. Part of it was because he had a lot of pride and Kurama kept abandoning him, hurting his pride. Not only did Kurama hurt Hiei's pride, he also hurt Hiei's heart.
Hiei realized that he liked Kurama in Makai. He was the only reason he came back to Ningenkai. Now, though, Kurama was in love with Shizuru and Hiei didn't have a chance. He didn't mind much, though, because it wasn't love. The thing Hiei really liked about Kurama was his Youko side, his rough, sexy demon side. Youko didn't expose himself much, though, so Hiei's crush on Kurama wasn't that big.
The last, and most foolish, Yusuke basically told Yukina Hiei was her brother. Hiei closed his eyes as he remembered eight days ago when the words accidently spilled from Yusuke's mouth.
"You know you've known him for a long time now," Yusuke said as he looked through the cute dresses and blouses for Keiko. "Aha!" Yusuke exclaimed, pulling out a long sleeved, cashmere sweater. It was pink with a red heart where Keiko's heart was supposed to be.
"Who?" Yukina asked, still searching the outfits for the right shirt for Shizuru and Botan.
"Wait, who what?" Yusuke looked at Yukina, his whole body tensing up. Hiei leaned against the pole, trying to control himself so he wouldn't smack Yusuke.
Yusuke obviously didn't realize what he just did, but he started a whole problem.
Yukina frowned at Yusuke, her whole body turning to him. "You just said I've known someone the whole time and I want to know who. Do-do you mean my brother?" she asked, her soft voice trembling. Yusuke didn't answer, but picked a cute mini denim skirt to match the sweater.
"Yusuke, answer me," Yukina pleaded, but Yusuke still didn't reply.
"Of course he meant your brother," Hiei finally spoke up, glaring at Yusuke. Right now, more than anything, he wanted to hit the Spirit Detective.
"Well-um," Yusuke blushed, digging into his pocket with his left hand, holding the outfit into his right.
"What do you mean?" Yukina's red eyes sparkling.
"I mean exactly what I said."
Almost immediately Yukina's eyes fell upon Hiei. She stared at his pale face, trying to learn his secret, the thing he's been hiding from her. Suddenly a thought hit her, the reason why Hiei had always been so nice to her, always seemed to treasure her.
"Hiei," Yukina murmured and Hiei looked up at her, taking his attention of the ant on the floor. "Hiei, why didn't you tell me?" She asked, her eyes watering. "Why?"
"I didn't want you to know your brother was a crook, a thieving asshole," Hiei whispered, trying to avoid Yukina's watery stare.
"Oh Hiei, I would never be ashamed of my brother," she ran to her long lost brother, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing his cheek. Her lips were ice cold as they touched his burning cheek.
Hiei smirked. Maybe Yusuke's mistake wasn't such a bad one. Now he could feel closer to his sister and he could embrace her without having to be worried she'd think he loved her that way. He could tell her anything. Actually, he was content Yusuke "accidently" told Yukina.
Now if only Kurama came back.
Kurama was running through the Forest of Makai, desperately searching for any sign of Mukuro's mobile home. He kept running, slowly transforming into his Youko form as his speed increased. Finally he stubbled over a giant foot print in the mud. He fell face first into the ground, completely shocked that he, the infamous kitsune thief, had tripped. Something was distracting him, but he wasn't quiet sure what.
Then, he felt it. Actually her. There was a demon following him, a female demon. She was a thief, a robber, Kurama could feel her ki, but barely. It was obvious she was hiding it as best as she could and Kurama was quiet impressed. He stood up, wiping the mud off body. Most of it came off instantly, though he could see some in his silvery hair.
"What do you want?" Kurama snapped, running his fingers through his silky, long hair, getting the mud out of it. "Answer me." Out of the nowhere, it almost seemed like she fell out of the sky, a female kitsune was siting on top of him, pinning him against the mud with her sword. Kurama's golden eyes met hers as she remained perched upon her victim.
She was gorgeous, beautiful, sexy and amazing. Her skin was an olive color and her golden eyes shimmered brightly. Her blonde, silver hair was almost all down except for a few strands of hair twisted on both sides of her head, right by her temple, and pulled together. Right on top of her head were two gray fox ears that seemed to always be alert.
Her breasts practically hung out of her outfit, which only had a thick strap on her right shoulder. The rest of her outfit was an creamy white with some silver trimmings. The outfit fit perfectly around her curvy body as she sat upon the other fox. What really interested Kurama was that around her waist she hung a rope and tied to it was a small, green pouch.
"What's your name, stranger?" she purred. Her voice was soft, but at the same time it had a harshness, like she hated talking to him. Kurama had no idea who the kitsune on top of him was, but for a strange reason, he felt he knew her.
"That doesn't matter," Kurama smirked. She put her left hand on Kurama's face, her right hand holding her sword. The female fox began to force his head farther into the mud, licking her lips as she did so. Her lips parted as she moved her face closer to his. Kurama struggled for a second but realized that this extremely attractive girl was about to kiss him.
"You are so hot," she murmured, slowly licking Kurama's cheek. He moaned and placed his hands on her waist, slowly moving them toward her butt. She roughly placed her lips on his, massaging them and nibbling them.
Extraordinary! Kurama was screaming in his head. If only he knew her name.
"Karei," she muttered, as if reading his mind.
"What?"
"My name is Karei," she moaned, collapsing onto his chest and putting her sword besides them. "Oh, by the way, I wouldn't bother touching my sword. The hilt has a curse on it and only my hand may touch it. Just a warning."
"I wasn't intending on it," Kurama chuckled. "Name's Kurama. So what's your business?"
"I'm seeking a male, Kurama"
"And do you always pounce on them like that?"
"Only the ones that particularly draw my attention," she cooed. "It seems I may have found my male," she muttered, her fingers slowly stroking his face.
"And if I refuse?"
"I take everything you got, your clothes, your food, your money and leave."
"I see," Kurama pushed her off and laughed, kicking her sword farther away. Karei didn't seem to shocked, but she was surprised that Kurama had pushed her back. She was now sitting in the mud, all her clothes dirty, all of her dirty. Kurama's eyes lit up, but he turned, his silver tail swishing.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" The other kitsune growled and Kurama turned around with a smirk on his face.
"Well, I'm not stripped naked and I don't seem to have anything taken from my pockets and your not doing anything so I grow bored," Kurama laughed and turned back to his path.
"Bored? Excuse me?" A vine whipped around Kurama's foot and he was tripped. Once again he fell face first into the mud. Karei's knee dug into his back and she laughed. "You're not supposed to turn your back to a lady," she hissed in his ear.
"Well I just did," Kurama smirked, his face was sideways as he stared up at Karei. "I hate those rules, but there's one rule I like. It's 'men aren't supposed to hit girls.' If I must, though, I will."
"Is that a threat?"
"Maybe," Kurama purred.
"Hn. Then let's fight," Karei snarled and Kurama laughed. He reached into his long, sliver hair and pulled out his red rose. Karei seemed shocked for a moment by this action, but quickly recovered.
"What's the matter? Second thoughts?" Kurama snickered. Karei laughed and shook her head. She never, ever backed down from a fight.
"Of course not," she placed her hand on her shoulder. Her nails sank into her skin and Kurama watched in horror as blood spewed from the wound. She pulled her hand away, clenching a piece of her flesh. Instantly her wound healed and she grinned.
The next thing Kurama knew, the piece of flesh was right at his feet. He jumped in the air, not sure what would happen. For a minute, the piece of Karei's skin just sat there, but then it started to shake. From it, five majestic, enormous petals spewed out. They each were white with a grey trimming and very close to the middle there were pink and grey specks. The middle contained a tall, skinny grey vine that was slowly winding around the plant. Out of nowhere, grey vines lunged at Kurama.
Instantly, his rose became his trademark Rose Whip. He slashed each vine, surprisingly very clam. It was hard work, though. The vines were coming at him with unbelievable speed and it was difficult for Kurama to keep up with them. Very quickly he grew tired.
"What the hell is this?" Kurama called down to Karei, who seemed to be enjoying the scene.
"Well, it's a flower! My body is very different from most kitsunes because I can produce seeds from my body," she smirked. Kurama was impressed. He had only seen this once in his life performed by a girl in hid clan many, many years ago.
"That's gross," he laughed.
"I know. But do you have any idea how powerful it makes me? I'm an S class!"
Kurama landed on the ground as the vines stopped attacking him. He took a few steps toward the other fox. His expression was emotionless as he remained calm, trying to remember how he defeated Karasue, another S class demon.
"Your technique reminds me of a young kitsune I knew when I was younger," Karei said as she walked to her flower. As soon as she touched it, it wilted and withered, moaning in pain. She smirked at the tortured plant until it completely died.
"As you do with a girl I knew when I was younger," Kurama smirked as he kicked a withered vine away from his foot. "But I have barely any recollection of my clan and my childhood. Besides, there are 3 kitsune clan's that practice the art of seeds and plants. You could've been from any one of them."
"One is more powerful than the other two."
"That's true."
"I, luckily, was born in the strongest," Karei smirked and her eyes gleamed with pride. "My father was the leader so I was born to a strong family."
Kurama thought for a moment and remembered something. His friend when he was younger was the daughter of the leader and she used the same exact technique Karei had just used. Come to think of it, he called his friend Kei-Kei.
"My name was once Youko," Kurama announced to the other kitsune. She stared vacantly at him, her golden eyes showed absolutely no expression.
"You-Youko?"
