I have loved all of your reviews, but I have an answer to a question one of the readers asked. I did say that this story will be shounen-ai at some point, I have written a draft already of the chapter and to what I can see, it will be in chapter 10 or so (I'm not sure). If you are comfortable with this, please leave, if not, then go read. See...that rhymed.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, never had, never have and never will have.


The moon flushed omniscient light into the humble home, it's moonlight bathing the fox's bedroom. Tossing to lay on his right side, Kurama absentmindedly exhaled in his dreamless sleep. Inhaling deeply the gas of the hex.

As the spell settled dormant in his lungs, the host's flesh began to glow a luminescent gold color. The body slipping from the sheets, the blanket pooling languidly on the bed as the kitsune's body elevated, the red hair cascading in a waterfall of blood as his head was tipped back.

The body began to morph, the effeminate face flexing to a more masculine one, the viridian eyes darkening to a blood-shot color, and the long mane shrinking into a spiky style of raven colored strands.

The alabaster flesh tanning, the soft texture that once defined the fox's skin was gone and the calloused caress was all that was left at the moment to touch. The color fled from Kurama's body, and his form dropped into the bed, turning, he fell to sleep more deeply.

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Groaning as the sun hit disoriented eyes, he fell from the damn tree, grimacing once his body was damaged by the ground. He felt ungraceful, being usually watchful at night to jib anyone who dared step four feet from him; Nevertheless, when he had woken up, he had felt exhausted, and turning in his sleep made him propel down the tree.

Prompting himself on his elbows and straightening his ailing torso in an upright position, Hiei brought his hands to his face, rubbing his forehead. As the stimulating of his fingers stilled on his flesh, Hiei iced, it was a soft touch, the tenure caress of Kurama's hand.

Looking at his hands with an incredulous expression, Hiei's eyes widened exponentially, gripping the red locks falling over his back in his fist. His fingers clutched the strands tightly, looking over himself, "…shit"

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"Kurama!" The tenor of his own voice broke the prominent silence. Kurama, who had been standing in front of the mirror for about an hour now, looked over to his door, an aggravated 'redhead' stomping his way into the bedroom.

With unknown speed, Hiei tackled 'himself' into the closet, his glare fierce as he talked between his pearly white teeth. "What the hell did you do?"

"I…don't know…" Kurama whispered with outmost sincerity, Hiei untangled his fists from his companion's shirt, starring him over. 'Red eyes' shifted towards him, scrutinizing him as well. Unconsciously, both began to walk in a circle, studying their expression with a determined hardness on both theirs faces.

"How do you explain this?" Hiei mustered angrily, pointing at himself and pointing at the one in front of him.

"Seems it is not the fruit of being delusional," Kurama whispered, his eyes focusing on a knot in the red hair, "You clearly are in my body, and I am in yours"

"Fascinating," Hiei commented dryly, walking towards the far back of the room, opening the window. A baritone voice, his baritone voice stopped his advances.

"Where are you going?"

"To get rid of myself, if life means living in this body, I chose dead"

Unfavorable of the choice, Kurama calmly seized the thin wrist with his calloused hand; the tight grip made Hiei turn slowly to him, the soft features of the fox's body bristled in anger, Hiei's emotions shifting the face to a feeling not once showed by Kurama.

"Acknowledging our current situation, we can't afford being separate, and to my displeasure, I would like being taller, once more"

Hiei's eyes discomposed themselves, his emotions dropping into their usual course, his features softening and the full lips, once belonging to Kurama, twitched in a smirk. His 'viridian' eyes teasing the spirit fox.

Kurama inwardly frowned, closing his eyes and preparing himself to breathe. "We have to resolve this, one way or the other. For now, it will be alright, you would just have to act like me"

Effectively, Hiei twitched; well, actually, the sculpted red brow on top of emerald eyes twitched. In faux protection, he swung the red hair over his shoulder, quietly petting it. Kurama's eyes narrowed in light of annoyance, his composure jerking to be kept as his fingers dug deep inside his palms, reddening the area, "That is not in any way humorous"

Hiei smirked, bringing a baleful glare into the kitsune's 'ruby' eyes, "Yes, it is"

Kurama inspected the red hair fanning down his companion's back, feeling the zeal seething his veins aflame; upon further inspection, the kitsune noticed a knot. Blurring to Hiei's side, a comb was pulled from the dresser.

Hiei hissed, recoiling as a diminutive number of thick 'poles' threaded down his long hair, he was pushed down to sit on the bed, his partner leaning behind him to grab the wild mane and spread it over to comb the knot out of the amazing strands.

Hiei growled under his breath when the comb cut through the tangled strands, fisting his hand on the sheets. He had always felt abnormally repulsed by Kurama's long hair, when they had first become acquainted; the kitsune had his hair cut merrily manly, like a boy attending boarding school.

Now that the one carrying the crimson hair was him, he felt thoroughly annoyed; his eyes began to aimlessly wonder around the room, trying to quell the wild urges to menacingly cut the silky mane off.


I would enjoy feedback and reviews! I'm trying to update fast, however, I need to fill the chapters--so if any of you have ideas, I would appreciate it. Ideas that will not make them out of character, if by any chance, I do not use them, don't feel bad.