AN: Considering ¾ of the words that come from Hiei's mouth are threats or jibes of some form, it's rather hard to keep him in character, shove romance at him, and have him play a large part in the story lol xD Also I do believe I've invented some new grammar structures. And i've decided that since i'm going to try my hand at yaoi, why not include Kurama x maleOC... tell me if it's a terrible idea lol xD
Slowly, Sindra continued, in a voice a little darker than before, "This wasn't just any manipulator of water," her voice rasped, previous smooth honey-like tones disappeared. "He could drown the world if he wished—and he would have—if the spirit world fools hadn't stopped him. He was creating the most ideal world—one where the mighty beasts of the ocean would reign supreme, no longer relegated to just a few areas of the world."
Kurama felt a little cold. If her speech was to be believed, then the rumours about her at least were true. A skilled spirit energy user whose power manifested as water.
She continued. "They sealed his power inside a scroll after exhausting everything—they could not banish him entirely, though they told the world that they did."
They could see where this was going now. And why Koenma didn't want this information leaked.
"I caught a spy in my territory a little while ago—he said Bluedrey had sent him, but I knew better." Her voice was but a whisper now. "He was one of the spirit world's dogs—so I sent for Roxene."
And that accounted for the strange activity Koenma's scout had seen at the ocean, Kurama realised. The closest way to Roxene's territory from Sindra's was of course, the water route. Hmm… but it seemed awfully convenient how everything matched up… and what exactly had the scout seen? What qualified as 'strange activity', as the scout had called it?
"When she came, we were able to find out so much from him—he was rather unwilling to give up information, but my sister is rather persuasive, you see… well, anyway, long story short, we found out about the scroll."
From what she was saying, Kurama realised, she seemed to not know about the other spy stationed by Koenma near the waters—so how come his communication had been cut off as well? Kurama's face remained unreadable as he mulled over these new questions. "So you went to steal it…" Well, he could see the appeal. He nodded at her appraisingly. He would have done the same, many years ago. He saw a shadow of Hiei's smirk.
She smiled at him, demeanour once again gentle, and Kurama had half a mind to tell her they could drop the façade already—both sides already had a measure of the other.
"…Yet you don't have it now."
"No," she affirmed. "Someone else had gotten there before we did."
"Who," said Yusuke, looking rather fed up with all the mystery.
"…We don't know." She sighed, brushing a strand of hair behind her head in a long-suffering way. "When we got there we thought spirit world moved it. Though," she said with a glimmer in her eyes, "it can't be used as it is."
"What do you mean by that?" asked Yusuke.
"The spirit world's security code," Kurama supplied, to his team mate's confusion. Hiei looked at him, equally perplexed. "They upgraded," Kurama said with a shrug. "After we broke in and all."
Sindra and Roxene looked at him curiously, wondering where he'd gotten that information perhaps. "Long story short, if whoever stole the scroll doesn't unseal it with the security code within a month, the inbuilt dimension teleportation ward will activate, and the scroll will end up back in spirit world archives immediately. Which is why…" Ahah. Kurama's eyes widened, finally understanding. "You guys have the code. That's why spirit world is frantic about finding the scroll—the first person—or group—they stole the scroll without knowing about the seal… and then someone else came and stole the code. Of course, spirit world knew it was different people because the second time there were obvious evidences left behind indicating burglary… whilst the first was far more skilfully done—in fact… perhaps they didn't even know the scroll was gone until the seal was taken."
There was no movement from Roxene, so… "I prefer not to sneak around," Sindra said coldly. "It was easy enough to walk in and out of the vaults."
"Of course," Kurama added hastily as if it wasn't his intention to gauge which sister had been the thief. She had however, taken the bait.
Roxene's eyes glinted at him—impressive—perhaps he is the legendary fox thief, Youko Kurama, after all.
He paused for a moment—"You've sent away your men and lowered your spirit energy to catch them off guard for when they come eventually," he explained now more for Yusuke and Kuwabara's sake. Hiei would have caught on as quickly as he had. "So now you wait."
"Hold on a sec Kurama, say all that mumbo jumbo you just said is right—which knowing you it probably is man—I don't know if I'm getting this right, but can't we just take them out right now?"
Yusuke was getting it.
"Wha…?"
Kuwabara wasn't.
"No," Hiei supplied simply.
"Why…"
"If we fight now, we'll scare away those other thieves."
"Ahh… so after we get the scroll from them when they come looking…"
"Then…" Kurama trailed off. Sindra merely smiled, and Roxene blew upwards at stray strands of red fringe feigning boredom.
Then, we fight.
They were shown to their accommodations that night after an uneventful dinner, by the demon harem which entered the dining room again, giggling and laughing like human women, and Hiei turned away unamused by the spectacle whilst Yusuke and Kuwabara indulged themselves. The fox, as gentlemanly as always had accepted his escort's hand and allowed her to lead him towards the rooms. It was always weird seeing him act like that.
Sindra stood and excused herself, and then it was just Hiei and Roxene left in the room.
Hiei made himself comfortable on the partially hidden window ledge at the back of the room, settling in for the night with sword propped next to his legs within convenient reach. At least until she leaves—then he could… explore. The water woman had refused to tell them where this code was hidden, but it would be reasonable to believe it is in this castle somewhere. Kurama would probably know what the code looked like… it probably wasn't just some piece of paper with letters and numbers. Koenma had neglected to mention this code altogether—Hiei would find a chance to murder the brat one day, mark his words.
His eyes flashed to the side as he saw the remaining demoness stand. He had the measure of Sindra—she would probably not attack… they were aiming for the same thing for now after all. But Roxene? She was hardly a water demon… what did she have to gain from this? Her and Sindra's common interests ended when the scroll was revealed as already stolen… and the sisters don't get along… unless those rumours weren't true as well? No, he corrected himself quickly. The way they had looked at each other before, the stand-offish air and cold indifference towards one another all attested to the fact that this was only a brief partnership.
Quietly, he watched as she unfolded her legs, slipping out of her chair silently with an air of predatory grace. She made her way over to him.
"You're thinking too loud," she murmured. Her green eyes flashed down at him.
Hiei's eyes were lowered half mast, feigning boredom. "Oh?" Psychics are hard to deal with; their powers were unpredictable, but Hiei's Jagan was not something to be trifled with either. He didn't believe for a second she could actually read his mind like she was implying. Perhaps—he had the sudden thought, backtracking—perhaps she, like him, had two different abilities? Was it possible that her spirit energy also favoured water?
She considered him for a moment, a slow grin gracing her features. It was strange, Hiei thought. Her entire demeanour had changed once her sister had left the room.
"What's your plan?"
"None of your business," came his lazy answer.
She tossed her hair irritably as stray strands tickled her face. "You're playing a dangerous game, Jaganshi. Haven't you heard how cruel I can be?"
It figured the psychic would already have knowledge of their powers down pat. But it was within expectations. He didn't deign her thinly veiled threat with an answer, though he was alert and ready for attack at any given moment. This sister wasn't as controlled as the other… she would make careless judgements. And he had been planning on finding an opportunity to fight them all along.
Come on…
He sighed as she moved away without another word. "Girl, what are you after?"
Her answer was not what he had expected.
Kurama slipped out of the group's shared room as soon as the last demon women had left, ushered out by his gentle yet forceful persuasion. He heard them tittering down the hall. The thieves when they came wouldn't be put off by their presence—they were far too weak—C-class at best, Kurama decided. And they were Sindra's minions; Roxene would gain nothing by shielding their true powers… no, they could be taken at face-value. It was probably Roxene's psychic abilities that led Sindra to allow her to stay here. Sindra needed her. And Roxene… what was her objective?
As if on cue, Hiei called. Kurama, came his voice, deepened through the Jagan's wavelengths. I'll take the North side.
You see to the South, was what was implied. Yusuke and Kuwabara could sleep. They were far less used to these activities and would only be a hindrance. Yusuke's instincts would keep them safe from attacks during the night.
Kurama was about to send the affirmative through the link when Hiei's voice came in again. We meet up first in the fourth room.
The fourth room—that would be… the bathroom they had passed near the entrance. Least likely place for the female demoness to have placed surveillance. Good thinking, Hiei.
The next morning, two demons emerged rather nonplussed from their guest room. True to plan, they'd combed the entire castle from top to bottom—discovering nothing even with extensive use of Kurama's spy bulbs and Hiei's Jagan. Unless they were to take the discovery that at least half the enchantress harem were lesbians as news, nothing remotely resembling the code was found. Kurama had mentioned it would probably be stylized in a similar manner to Ancient Egyptian tablets judging from the design of the scroll which Koenma had shown them a picture of. Small enough to move around without it being a burden…he glanced at Hiei furtively as Sindra entered the room.
It was probably being carried on her person. They had suspected that would be the case in the first place. She had changed into a periwinkle dress, once again floor length. Her hair fell loosely about her shoulders. The pink clam remained chained to her wrist, inanimate.
"Kurama," she called. "Could you come help me with something?"
Well that was a blatant dismissal if Hiei's ever heard one. "Hn. Don't bother," he said as Kurama moved to follow her out of the room. "I was going to scout out the bay anyway."
Kurama would be fine by himself. Those two dolts on the other hand… Hiei flickered away.
Easing himself in through the doorway, Hiei slipped into a room with the luminous blue walls. Sindra's bedroom. Kurama had sent his spy bulbs in here the other day but… well, it wouldn't hurt to check again when the demoness wasn't around. As he peeked under her bed, he had the errant thought that if he chipped away the corner post of the bed, he'd probably be able to fetch himself thousands with it legally in the human world. Not that he'd ever need to.
Finding nothing amongst the blankets, gaudy dresser and minimal decorations, Hiei switched targets. Dropping in to the open courtyard just long enough to see Yusuke and Kuwabara sparring in the snow, he kicked a flurry of white over the edge of the roof as he passed by, catching Kuwabara on the tip of his orange hair and giving Yusuke the opportunity to deck him.
"YOU GET BACK HERE YOU STUPID SHRIMP!" Followed him as he flitted across the rooftop of the castle, limberly climbed up the side of a jade turret and swung through the open window easily.
Vermillion eyes scanned the quiet, open, circular space.
"Hello, Hiei."
Roxene flipped upright from her position doing push ups, falling out of habit into her next set of stretches.
"Anything?"
She shook her head. "I haven't sensed anything."
Hiei hadn't seen anyone look so comfortable lying forward in a full split like that before. He watched her yawn, eyes drooping. As her head bowed, shadows mapped out the contours of her face.
"Go to sleep, I'll keep watch."
She snorted at him. "Like you won't slit my throat the moment I have my back turned?"
"If I wanted to kill you," Hiei replied measuredly, "You'd already have my sword in your gut."
"Hmm," she grinned, looking over him contemplatively.
"What?" he snapped, slightly disconcerted by her look.
"Nothing."
It didn't look like nothing. Hiei sent her a warning glare, before turning his head away to take in the room's décor. So this was why he felt he had a headache coming on; garish colours of pink and yellow stones spilled across ceiling and walls in some form of bizarre architecture.
Catching his look, Roxene sighed, strolling over to his side. "It's the highest point in the castle," she explained. "I need a good vantage point to spot them coming."
"And you're sure you can sense them before they get here?"
"I sensed you guys, didn't I?"
Hiei blinked slowly. Right—of course she had. That's why they'd opened the castle doors for them.
"Our energies?" he questioned, trying to cover up for his lapse.
"Yeah, at the moment I'm shielding your energies as well. Can you feel it?"
Hiei cocked his head to the side, shutting his eyes against the monstrous decorations and he felt around for her brand of magic with his own.
She took the opportunity to observe him unguarded. Sharp strands of raven black hair, a soft white starburst mixed in, falling gently across his forehead, over his sealing headband. Blood coloured eyes shut tightly, yet she knew he was still dangerous. There was the katana that never seemed to leave his side. She'd watched the last demon tournament he'd participated in. Her eyes traced down sharp angled chin, over his Adam's apple, stroking across his collarbone where it then plunged into the white of his scarf, his dark cloak.
He was a curiosity, that's for sure. His spirit was fire tinged with bitter frost, and she had never seen a combination like that before. For a moment, she'd thought his Jagan had somehow scrambled her power matrix, but no—somehow, this fire demon housed his opposite element dormant within him. It was a delicate balance of course, the web of ice left intact amidst raging hellfire—oh yes, she could see that as well. It was her ability, after all.
His eyes opened, burning into her own with brilliant red intensity. His cloak brushed against her side. She raised an eyebrow. He turned and walked back to the window.
Without sparing her another glance, he jumped out into the cold winter Makai.
From the window she watched him slip out of the castle grounds before disappearing into the billowing snow in the direction of the ocean. She bit her lip. It wouldn't do to underestimate that demon.
"You think he's a threat, Captain?" came a voice from outside her door.
She laughed humourlessly, and her door knob rattled. "Hold on." She walked over, unlocked the door and let in the figure that had been leaning on the wood on the other side.
"He doesn't suspect a thing," her face split into a grin and her freckles undulated outwards like a wave. "None of them do—I told you my plans work!"
One in ten thousand, the figure thought vaguely. "So tonight is on then?" The woman who entered her room was the same enchantress who had accompanied Kurama to the guest sleeping quarters. She leaned against a pink dresser before reaching a slim hand up to her face slowly, gripping somewhere just behind her ear, and then pulled. Effortlessly, as if it were silk falling away, a layer of dust seem to dissipate, and in all of two seconds a lean male demon stood in her place. Dark blue eyes glittered down.
"Aww, I liked you better as a woman."
"Shut up, Mera."
"What happened to 'Captain'?"
He scoffed, tattooed chest rippling as he stepped to her aside, raising up a musclebound arm to her face. Within moments, red hair and green eyes were gone, as were those quivering freckles.
In Roxine's place stood a short female, her curtain of jet black hair spilling down her back in soft waves. Mischievous eyes shone as green as a leprechaun's coat, though Mera recalled that her cabin boy Coby had once commented offhandedly that the colour reminded him of the oceans. The rest of the crew had laughed at him, and the young male demon had blushed and retreated to the kitchens.
"Will they know if you're missing?" she asked as she spun around him to step in front of the mirror. "I look so stupid in these clothes," she added nonchalantly, combing a clawed hand through her hair.
"You do," he snorted, grinning. "And nah—although—Captain—I was wondering—"
"Oh, it's 'Captain' again, is it? Let me guess, you want something?"
"Ahah…well… you see, the thing is…"
"My attention span will be over in three…two…"
"Can we bring some of the chicks with us?" he said quickly, looking at anything but her.
"Ah, those lasses?" she sung, clapping his shoulder as she stared up at him with a glint in her eye.
He coughed, shrugging her off. Having a female Captain really made things awkward sometimes. "Well…you know, the boys…"
She nodded, "Of course, of course, it's all for the boys right? I understand," she said patronizingly.
"So that's a yes?"
"Depends—are you going to organize an orgy in my room again?"
The white shoreline stretched onwards for as far as Hiei's eyes could see—his Jagan included. White blended into orange at some parts. He'd never been this far south before, and this was admittedly his first encounter with Makai oceans. Sea breeze blew across his face depositing minute amounts of salt. It wasn't bad, the sea…
He shook his head violently. Lord, the season was making him sentimental. The equinox was approaching… heat and cold would trade places… it would be best to finish this stupid mission before then.
Hiei scouted a few kilometres radius from the castle, and as visibility decreased with the onset of night, he began to make his return. By the time he had reached the ocean again, it was completely dark, though he could still see perfectly in the inky blackness. And what. Was. That.
A large shape moving at some speed towards shores on the other side of the castle to where Hiei was, and as it drifted closer, Hiei swallowed. His hand went to his sword and his eyes raged with a kind of feverish excitement he hadn't felt in ages. The thieves were here.
Much earlier than expected—good, they wouldn't waste time. And they were coming at them head on. Unless of course, that was their version of a sneak attack.
"What kind of sneak attack was that?!" Mera cried. "I told you guys to wait until Law and I sent a signal that we were—mphh." She continued to glare obstinately from behind Law's hand.
"It's fine," her Second Mate drawled. "I've got a few new tricks I've been meaning to try out anyway."
"But I haven't eaten yet! How do you expect me to fight—pff—STOP COVERING MY MOUTH LAW, AM I EMBARRASSING YOU?!"
"Mhm."
"DON'T 'MHM' ME."
"Err, are you guys gonna fight, or are you just gonna stand there and be beaten?"
Kurama cleared his throat quickly. "Hold on Yusuke—I'd like to ask them a few questions first."
"We're not interested in answering any—"
"Yes we are—I'm the Captain and I say so."
"Are you just saying that to go against me?"
"….No." Mera sniffed, turning her attention to Kurama. "Please continue, good sir."
Law groaned, rubbing at his temples. Why did he even try?
"Ahh… okay. First question: You were disguised as Roxene, right? And you were…" Kurama trailed off as he gestured towards the hulking male, suddenly feeling a little ill. His face paled. "…Ah… um, why did you drop your disguises?"
"Because we're honourable people—demons," came his cheerful answer from the thief with the sunny disposition.
"Because our Captain's stupid," came another answer simultaneously.
Yusuke and late-to-the scene-Kuwabara began to snigger.
"Alright—second question: Who are you, and what's your aim?" Kurama crossed his arms. Even their scents had changed completely.
The male demon cut in before the short demoness had a chance to give her answer. "We're the Spinner's Heart Pirates." He said proudly, "As for our aim… you don't need to know anything beyond the fact that we're after the security code. Hand it over and no one gets hurt—ah, who am i kidding," he grinned, feline eyes flashing in amusement
The demoness beside him considered for a moment, before nodding vigorously. In a hushed whisper, she said, "You stole my line again, Law."
"Shut up, Mera."
"Are these jokers for real?" Yusuke laughed, grinning as he cracked his neck, simultaneously thumping Kuwabara on the back. "Guys—Mera and Law, was it? Just hand yourselves over, this is gonna be over so quick I won't even break a sweat—it's not worth it, really. Ah—Kuwabara?"
"I dunno Urameshi," Kuwabara said slowly. "Doesn't it seem a bit weird?"
"What do you mean, Kuwabara?" Kurama had been feeling a little unsettled as well.
"I don't really know but—don't they seem a bit too… relaxed? Also I don't hit girls so don't worry pretty lady, eheheheh."
"It seems we're plenty embarrassing ourselves," sighed Kurama. Then it hit him. Hold on—Kuwabara was right! If that demoness there had been masquerading as Roxene, there was a question as to where the real one was, but more importantly… that meant that she had in fact been the one to shield their spirit energies. Therefore it could only be concluded that she already knew their true power levels—yet they were still attacking.
"Yusuke—do not underestimate them. We don't know how strong they are."
"Oh come on Kurama, lighten up man!"
All of you get out, now! A sudden telepathic message from Hiei caused all three of his tightly wound team mates to jump. Well, two of them, and Yusuke was just startled.
None of them questioned Hiei—each immediately made for the nearest exit. Fighting side by side for so long had long caused each of them to become too familiar with each other's mannerisms. When Hiei used that tone of voice to say something, you followed his orders. The reason for evacuation came in the next moment.
The stupid water woman set a trap—there's a bomb in the castle, that's why she hasn't come!
Thank you Hiei, Kurama thought back fervently as they bolted, not expecting a reply, and he wasn't disappointed. As they skidded out of Emerald Station Castle around the final jade pillar, through the open doors and out into a face full of snow, the explosion sounded. White hot and searing, the heat wave blasted them forwards.
"SPIRIT GUN!" Yusuke yelled, blasting away the oncoming arid heat and flame.
"Nice one Yusuke!" called Kurama as they ran from the chasing maws of hell.
"I don't get paid enough for this!"
"You don't get paid at all," Kuwabara reminded him through huffing breathes, lungs burning. It had been too long.
"Details, details."
Suddenly: "Oh no—the ladies!" Kuwabara half turned back to the castle, remembering the harem of enchantresses. "They were so nice and pretty!"
Yusuke caught him by the neck and spun him back.
"Well—on the bright side, I'm quite sure the pirates didn't make it out."
"You sadist, Kurama."
"I'm just stating the facts, Yusuke. Let's go help Hiei."
They weren't a bad bunch of fighters, Hiei acknowledged, dodging another blade to dash forward at the window of opportunity presented. After he'd wounded the first one, what looked to be the strongest fighters had stepped up whilst the others retreated back to the giant oriental ship which dwarfed their battle.
In the darkness, his blade clashed with their attacks over and over, ringing out into the otherwise quiet night. But the fact that he hadn't been able to finish any of them off was concerning. He was far from tiring, yet they had more fighters waiting back in the wings. Just using his sword wasn't going to cut it this time.
(haha pun, sword, cut, get it? xD)
"Hiei!"
Always with the good timing, Yusuke. "About time you got here detective. I was beginning to think you got yourself killed—not that it would be the first time."
"Good to see you too man! How'd you know about the bomb?"
Hiei jerked his chin towards the panther demon in front of them. "They knew."
Kurama glanced up at Hiei's Jagan, open and blazing purple. The panther growled, and the female demon beside him twirled her scythe.
"Did you settle things with the two sisters?" Hiei asked emotionlessly.
"No—we only met the imposter. And from what you've just said we can safely assume they had an escape plan if they knew about the bomb."
Hiei didn't look surprised.
The crew on the ship slowly began to titter at his words. "Escape?... The Captain running… as if a bomb could… little threat… plan? What plan?"
Suddenly, the water to the left of the group seemed to creep forward. It was in the blind spot of the pirate crew. Kurama watched with fascination as it reached the foot of one of them—the demon looked like one of those Egyptian mummies of the human world. Then—the demon seemed to realise something was going on. He twisted to look, but it was too late. The water surged up his body, enveloping him in all of two seconds, gripping him in a suffocating mass. His companions let out cries of shock and horror, and their formation broke into a mess. Some tried to reach in to him, but they were quickly sucked in as well, silent gurgling cries emitting from wailing mouths as they desperately tried to escape. Panicked yells filled the air as the detectives were all but forgotten.
Strange, Hiei thought. Why would they care so much about their allies? They're dispensable, after all. Immediately after the thought, his eyes flickered to the people at his own side. Hmm…
Then—without a sound—
A sheet of burning crimson seemed to descend in slow motion from the heavens, heading straight for them. Yusuke, Kuwabara and Kurama leapt back, whilst Hiei stood his ground firmly metres in front of them, grinning wickedly at this new development. It came closer and closer, and all of a sudden, a roaring filled their ears and deafened their senses as the fireball slammed downwards with an odd sense of finality.
It didn't hit them.
Kurama watched wide-eyed as the flames descended with frightening speed straight into the banks of water. There came a twisted scream of utter agony. The bubble of water broke, and the demons trapped inside splashed to the ground, coughing and retching, drenched to the bone. But they were alive.
The same couldn't be said for Sindra—she had been hiding her body in the water, thinking that she was safe in liquid form—but the opposing element had forced her back into her physical body. She was a horrific sight.
Beautiful, Hiei grinned sadistically.
Her head was ripped straight off her body—a bloody stump was left where her neck used to be. Her body, still wearing that pretty dress, was trampled to pieces beneath great clawed feet. The pink clam she always carried with her was similarly shattered into shards. And her pretty golden eyes stared emptily at them from where her head sat, locked in the cruel jaws of the legendary beast that crouched before them.
Even in the Makai, dragons were creatures of folklore.
Hiei's dragon was summoned hell flame—but this? This was a true dragon of old—although…
"Isn't it a bit small?" commented Yusuke. General expressions of awe faded a little.
The dragon spat out Sindra's head. Its scales glinted and shone with an unnatural silver light, brighter than the moon in the human world, Hiei thought, staring lost for words at the awesome creature—even he had to admit, it was an impressive, almost ethereal sight. It turned its vividly green reptilian eyes on Yusuke as its mouth opened—
"Shit—Urameshi it's gonna breathe fire again!" yelled Kuwabara, frantically backtracking. Kurama grabbed Yusuke and began pulling him backwards. Hiei didn't move, welcoming what was to come.
"—I'm not small."
If a dragon could look offended, this one did. "You're all pipsqueaks compared to me."
"No he's right—dragons are meant to be bigger," Law commented off-handedly. He gave a whimsical shrug to go along with it, "You're not a real dragon anyway."
Well that was anti-climactic.
"What does that make me—imaginary?! And I just saved your life you ungrateful bastard. That's it—I'm demoting you."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
A demoness with a scorpion tail flicking about over her shoulder turned to address the dragon. "Give it up Captain, we all know you'll forget by tomorrow. Let's wipe these guys out first."
The dragon seemed to sigh, and a strange silver mist enveloped its body, thickening until it looked like a side-effect of the Potion of Past Life that had been used by Kurama in the Dark Tournament. The mist dissipated as quickly as it appeared,
"CAPTAIN MERA!" Came cheers all round from pirates, some enthusiastically leaping from the ship, lit blood red by the flames at shore which have yet to be extinguished, into the water.
"Captain?" Hiei raised an eyebrow as his crimson eyes traced appreciatively over the feminine figure appearing from the smoky setting. "Dibs."
Word Count: 5393. Updates on the story's progress will be up on my profile. I have a smut-fic up that's based off this series (If I Catch You a Third Time) so if you're interested you could check that out as well. *retreats under rock*
Update: Next chapter will be up on the 12th. Earlier if i am nagged :P
