Hey you people out there. Gomen nasai for the wait. I'm not going make
excuses. I am slow and had to wait for a spurge of creativity. And here it
is! Now you can read it, or if you don't want to then don't! I'll be in my
trailer if any one needs me. (Actually I don't own a trailer, but it sounds
befitting.) (Does anyone know the telephone phone number for Ramblers
Anonymous? I think I need to call it. Or cut back on the sugar. But I like
sugar! So I'll stick with the number.) Anyways! Let's get to it!
"Oh, and Shuichi, dear, will you please lock up after I've left?" Shiori asked sweetly to her 17 year old son. "Hai, Okaasan. I'll be fine, I promise." Replied her son with no hesitation. "Oh, I know Shuichi, honey, it's just I hate to leave you like this, all alone, and me with your father to take a urgent trip to Taiwan, and everything. Well, I wrote down some numbers where you can reach the hotel in case of an emergency," Shiori said shuffling into her purse.
"Oh, and make sure to feed the fish; I left some money on the table in case you need to buy anything from the store, oh and"- "Okaasan I'll be fine, please there is no need to worry," sighed a very exasperated fox demon.
"Hai, my son, you're right, I'm just worried, I've never stayed this far from you, and your brother will be staying at a friend's house, so there'll be no one else around. Just promise me, please, that you'll be safe," Kurama's mother asked earnestly with a bittersweet smile on her face. "I promise I will be," Kurama replied softly with warm eyes.
"Well, then," Shiori said starting out the door. "Sayonara my son." Shiori finished as she kissed her son goodbye on the cheek. "Sayonara, Okaasan." Kurama said to Shiori as he watched her disappear into a taxicab. The kitsune slowly made his way up to his empty room, or so he thought. There standing was a figure Kurama was happy to see anyday of the week.
"Hn, about time you came." Hiei said lethargically as he took off his black cloak and threw it onto Kurama's bed. "Oh, yes it must have terrible for you, to sit up here for a long and ruthless 6 minutes." Kurama replied in a satirical tone of voice. "Don't use sarcasm, fox, it doesn't suit you." Kurama laughed at this.
"So then what do you want to do?" Kurama asked biting his bottom lip and looking around his room. "Whatever, this is your house, not mine." Hiei said distracted by a glass ball filled with frosted fine particles. "Well I think- Hiei, Hiei? Oh, I see you've found my snow globe; I assume you're lack of attention is due to the fact you've taken a particular interest in it, would you like to hold it?" Kurama asked, amused with Hiei's fascination in ordinary, everyday things. "Hn, whatever." Hiei retorted carelessly, even though his eyes deceived him, for they were filled with curiosity.
"Here, Hiei, you hold it like this," Kurama instructed as he took Hiei's hands into his own. "Then you shake it, and, then- Voila! Instant Snow in a Globe!" Hiei's eyes glimmered with astonishment as he watched the snow flutter around.
He then turned to Kurama. "Hn, well I guess ningens aren't as incompetent as I thought. This snow maker is quite an extraordinary creation, I mean, for a ningen and all." Hiei added quickly with a small blush as he realized he was becoming too engrossed with a ningen toy, not to mention Kurama was watching. "If you like it so much, you can have it." Kurama whispered softly with a gentle smile on his face.
Hiei peered into Kurama's eyes and stood their staring with an expression that Kurama rarely ever saw Hiei wear. "Kurama, I, nobody has ever given me something like this, I, well, thank you." Kurama cut him off. "Don't think you're getting off that easily. You owe me now." Kurama smiled playfully. "Well, I don't like to be in debt to anyone, so how about this." Hiei said with a mischievous smile as he got up and closed the blinds to the window and dimmed the lights. (A.N. Ooo, I bet they're going to do shadow puppets. Or maybe not. Probably not.)
"Daydreaming are we?" Kurama felt himself flung back to reality by an unpleasant voice. "Well, I suppose it makes no difference what you do, because now you can't run, leaving yourself vulnerable to an assault." The fox pressed at his ankle. He let out a muffled groan for it was bleeding profusely.
No, I cannot be captured. I refuse to be a captive of someone, especially this fiend. I suppose the only thing I can do now is fight for my survival, though I know I'm at an enormous disadvantage. But I will try at the most. The vulpine thought to himself. Kurama then raised his head defiantly and boldly spoke, as Youko Kurama was known for. "Perhaps, running now is futile, but don't be so naïve to think I am helpless. I can still fight, and I am still a perilous opponent, you fool."
At this, the demon paused, then suddenly let out a burst of laughter. The others surrounding the two in the trees began laughing rowdily as well. Kurama jerked back with alarm at their reaction. "A perilous opponent?! You can barely stand, vixen, let alone do any damage!" The leader amusingly barked.
Kurama then slowly rose up leaning against the trunk of the tree to prove him wrong, but sadly his leg could not withstand the weight, and Kurama collapsed to his knees. "There's no need for unnecessary struggle. Surrender now to make things less complex. I assure you that you aren't in for that much pain. It would be better just to lie down like a good little fox."
Kurama then irritated at the demon's constant mockery, gathered all his strength and shot up with all his might. His nimble hand slid once again into his lustrous tresses, revealing his disguised weapon. But as soon as he begun to shout out his famous line, the leader outstretched his hand, and forcefully grasped the fox's wrist firmly. Too firmly, in fact, that crimson blood was beginning to seep out of the wrist. Kurama dropped the rose in anguish, and was shoved to the ground by the domineering demon.
"Like I said, it's pointless to fight. Just give in already." Then the demon stopped the conversation. He tilted his head and peered insightfully at Kurama's face with a look that would appear to be as if the demon was trying to read his soul. After he was done, the demon abruptly began to speak in the harsh voice once again. "And besides, you don't want to fight anymore. I know what you really want." The demon then bore strangely into Kurama's wide eyes with a look Kurama could not read. It took a couple of seconds for Kurama understand what the demon meant. (A.N. Slow, isn't he? That's okay. He's a smart fox. He figures it out.)"Uggg, never in an eternity, you pervert!" Kurama shouted disgusted.
"Are you sure? I'm not so sure you are positive. What do you say, shall we find out, vixen?" The leader smirked as he made his way towards Kurama. "Bite me, bastard." Kurama growled darkly. "Well, if you insist." The demon shrugged, and then instantly forced himself against Kurama, sinking his large fangs deep into the tender flesh of the kitsune's neck. Kurama, this time, could not hold back the scream. It pierced through the forest walls, and echoed throughout the wood.
Why was the bite so agonizing? I mean sure the guy was lapping vigorously at an open wound oozing out fresh blood, but Kurama himself had taken many blows beforehand. This was no ordinary puncture. The teeth of the demon was, as fortunate would have it, filled with a strong painful paralyzing venom. Kurama sensed things were going to go from bad to worse. Kurama frantically pushed his hand up against the leader's face in an attempt to stop the assailant.
The demon was pushed away a few feet, but only enough to give the demon time to lick the rest of the blood dripping from his mouth, in which he dove right back in, this time to claim Kurama's lips. Kurama moaned, as he was thrusted against the trunk with the demon's lips smashing against his. That's when Kurama felt the world around him grow hazy. Though he could still hear the insistent ringing of laughter of the surrounding demons, amused with his pain, (A.N. One word- Sadists.) but that did not last.
For finally, the poison overtook him to the point where everything fell into obscurity. The demon, realizing the state of his prey, lifted his head up. "Oh no, look what I've gone and done. He's gone out on us." The leader said smirking mockingly as he stood up. "He'll miss all the action. We'd better wake him up." The leader smirked. "What do you think?" He asked his teammates. They all chuckled and nodded their heads in agreement. "Then it's decided. We'll give him a wake up call." "Are you going to shut up already?" A voice pieced through the shadows. "Huh? Who's there?" the demon lackeys inquired. "Well, well, looks like we have ourselves a guest." The captain addressed to his fellow demons and the stranger who just now stepped into the moon's luminosity. "And who might you be?" The leader asked annoyed with the sudden intrusion. "Hn, that's none of your business." A familiar figure, who was donned in black, bitterly remarked.
The leader paused and studied him from head to toe. "I see, hm, your clothing." "What about it?" Hiei growled. "It is made of a unique armored fiber, only that of the northern most Makai silkworms can create. And in addition to that, I also smell on you the scent of the colossal Makai yew trees, which only grow on the Northern Territory Borderline. This adds up to the conclusion that you are from Muruko's domain. Am I right?" The demon concluded as he stood with assurance.
"Hn, I guess you're more intelligent than you look." Some demons in the background stirred angrily at this remark, but the leader held his hand up to quiet them. Hiei though, paid no attention to them. "I see your senses are sharp. Too bad you lack in the most essential one of all." The captain raised his eyebrow to this. "And what would that be?" "Common sense. You should have never involved yourself with that fox, for now you shall pay dearly." Hiei exclaimed defiantly.
"Heh, Heh, you're pretty funny; you know that?" The leader found Hiei's comment to be entertaining. Hiei then immediately pulled out his katana with swift precision. "Heh, so you really mean to fight then? I can see you're protective of the vixen. How precious. This could get interesting. Tell me, would you get angry if I did this?" Then the demon slid his black tongue sensually across the incapacitated kitsune's cheek and then to Kurama's lips. "Get your filthy carcass away from Kurama, you bastard!" Hiei snarled furiously. "Heh, Heh don't get so worked up. Yet anyway. The fun has yet to be commenced."
"You will not touch him." Hiei replied angrily with his eyes ablaze. "Oh?" The demon replied indifferently. "Did you know this vulpine happened to pilfer from some good friends of mine?" He asked staring at the kitsune's face, caressing the vixen's cheek with his thumb. "He was ensnared, and will have to give payment for it. He is a bandit and being captured is a risk he took." "So, your idea of payment is to take advantage of him while he's down?" Hiei spat sickened at the demon and the fact he was stroking Kurama's thighs.
"Sounds fun, doesn't it?" The demon with distorted delight glimmering in his eyes. "And what about your friends, what does they get?" Hiei asked, as he felt more and more revolted. "Just the satisfaction knowing their efforts to detain the fox weren't in vain." The demon explained standing up.
"What you really mean is that your friends were in a dilemma, and you saw an opportune moment. You then manipulated the situation in order to satisfy your personal repulsive desire, leaving your friends with really nothing, isn't that right?" Hiei inquired.
"I really don't care what degrading words you use, and your pathetic lecture is boring me. Now if you're done, I have some important matters to attend to concerning a certain immobilized vixen." The leader grinned and faced the helpless Kurama.
"Is that so? Well, it is most unfortunate for you that my katana says otherwise." Hiei held up to the moonlight his katana, which shimmered flawlessly. "Really that's odd, because my fellow party and I say differently." The demon confidently spoke as the others stepped out from behind the shaded trees. "Let's see, you, and your feeble sword against myself, and all my men. Well, that means you're outnumbered 200 to 2. Too bad. That's hardly fair." Hiei was soon encompassed by the demons, but surprisingly, showed no sign of fear. "You're right." Hiei stated assertively. "You never even stood a chance."
Ooo, I just knew Hiei would come to help out Kurama! Especially because I wrote it! And now it looks like Hiei has gotten into a widdle fight all for Kurama. Awwww, how sweet! Okay. Anyways in this story I've written so far, I've used what I call "friendly angst." Later on it's going to get darker. Because this is the angst section after all! Sorry Kura-chan! I'll make it up to you later, kay? Well see you guys (and girls) later! TTFN!
"Oh, and Shuichi, dear, will you please lock up after I've left?" Shiori asked sweetly to her 17 year old son. "Hai, Okaasan. I'll be fine, I promise." Replied her son with no hesitation. "Oh, I know Shuichi, honey, it's just I hate to leave you like this, all alone, and me with your father to take a urgent trip to Taiwan, and everything. Well, I wrote down some numbers where you can reach the hotel in case of an emergency," Shiori said shuffling into her purse.
"Oh, and make sure to feed the fish; I left some money on the table in case you need to buy anything from the store, oh and"- "Okaasan I'll be fine, please there is no need to worry," sighed a very exasperated fox demon.
"Hai, my son, you're right, I'm just worried, I've never stayed this far from you, and your brother will be staying at a friend's house, so there'll be no one else around. Just promise me, please, that you'll be safe," Kurama's mother asked earnestly with a bittersweet smile on her face. "I promise I will be," Kurama replied softly with warm eyes.
"Well, then," Shiori said starting out the door. "Sayonara my son." Shiori finished as she kissed her son goodbye on the cheek. "Sayonara, Okaasan." Kurama said to Shiori as he watched her disappear into a taxicab. The kitsune slowly made his way up to his empty room, or so he thought. There standing was a figure Kurama was happy to see anyday of the week.
"Hn, about time you came." Hiei said lethargically as he took off his black cloak and threw it onto Kurama's bed. "Oh, yes it must have terrible for you, to sit up here for a long and ruthless 6 minutes." Kurama replied in a satirical tone of voice. "Don't use sarcasm, fox, it doesn't suit you." Kurama laughed at this.
"So then what do you want to do?" Kurama asked biting his bottom lip and looking around his room. "Whatever, this is your house, not mine." Hiei said distracted by a glass ball filled with frosted fine particles. "Well I think- Hiei, Hiei? Oh, I see you've found my snow globe; I assume you're lack of attention is due to the fact you've taken a particular interest in it, would you like to hold it?" Kurama asked, amused with Hiei's fascination in ordinary, everyday things. "Hn, whatever." Hiei retorted carelessly, even though his eyes deceived him, for they were filled with curiosity.
"Here, Hiei, you hold it like this," Kurama instructed as he took Hiei's hands into his own. "Then you shake it, and, then- Voila! Instant Snow in a Globe!" Hiei's eyes glimmered with astonishment as he watched the snow flutter around.
He then turned to Kurama. "Hn, well I guess ningens aren't as incompetent as I thought. This snow maker is quite an extraordinary creation, I mean, for a ningen and all." Hiei added quickly with a small blush as he realized he was becoming too engrossed with a ningen toy, not to mention Kurama was watching. "If you like it so much, you can have it." Kurama whispered softly with a gentle smile on his face.
Hiei peered into Kurama's eyes and stood their staring with an expression that Kurama rarely ever saw Hiei wear. "Kurama, I, nobody has ever given me something like this, I, well, thank you." Kurama cut him off. "Don't think you're getting off that easily. You owe me now." Kurama smiled playfully. "Well, I don't like to be in debt to anyone, so how about this." Hiei said with a mischievous smile as he got up and closed the blinds to the window and dimmed the lights. (A.N. Ooo, I bet they're going to do shadow puppets. Or maybe not. Probably not.)
"Daydreaming are we?" Kurama felt himself flung back to reality by an unpleasant voice. "Well, I suppose it makes no difference what you do, because now you can't run, leaving yourself vulnerable to an assault." The fox pressed at his ankle. He let out a muffled groan for it was bleeding profusely.
No, I cannot be captured. I refuse to be a captive of someone, especially this fiend. I suppose the only thing I can do now is fight for my survival, though I know I'm at an enormous disadvantage. But I will try at the most. The vulpine thought to himself. Kurama then raised his head defiantly and boldly spoke, as Youko Kurama was known for. "Perhaps, running now is futile, but don't be so naïve to think I am helpless. I can still fight, and I am still a perilous opponent, you fool."
At this, the demon paused, then suddenly let out a burst of laughter. The others surrounding the two in the trees began laughing rowdily as well. Kurama jerked back with alarm at their reaction. "A perilous opponent?! You can barely stand, vixen, let alone do any damage!" The leader amusingly barked.
Kurama then slowly rose up leaning against the trunk of the tree to prove him wrong, but sadly his leg could not withstand the weight, and Kurama collapsed to his knees. "There's no need for unnecessary struggle. Surrender now to make things less complex. I assure you that you aren't in for that much pain. It would be better just to lie down like a good little fox."
Kurama then irritated at the demon's constant mockery, gathered all his strength and shot up with all his might. His nimble hand slid once again into his lustrous tresses, revealing his disguised weapon. But as soon as he begun to shout out his famous line, the leader outstretched his hand, and forcefully grasped the fox's wrist firmly. Too firmly, in fact, that crimson blood was beginning to seep out of the wrist. Kurama dropped the rose in anguish, and was shoved to the ground by the domineering demon.
"Like I said, it's pointless to fight. Just give in already." Then the demon stopped the conversation. He tilted his head and peered insightfully at Kurama's face with a look that would appear to be as if the demon was trying to read his soul. After he was done, the demon abruptly began to speak in the harsh voice once again. "And besides, you don't want to fight anymore. I know what you really want." The demon then bore strangely into Kurama's wide eyes with a look Kurama could not read. It took a couple of seconds for Kurama understand what the demon meant. (A.N. Slow, isn't he? That's okay. He's a smart fox. He figures it out.)"Uggg, never in an eternity, you pervert!" Kurama shouted disgusted.
"Are you sure? I'm not so sure you are positive. What do you say, shall we find out, vixen?" The leader smirked as he made his way towards Kurama. "Bite me, bastard." Kurama growled darkly. "Well, if you insist." The demon shrugged, and then instantly forced himself against Kurama, sinking his large fangs deep into the tender flesh of the kitsune's neck. Kurama, this time, could not hold back the scream. It pierced through the forest walls, and echoed throughout the wood.
Why was the bite so agonizing? I mean sure the guy was lapping vigorously at an open wound oozing out fresh blood, but Kurama himself had taken many blows beforehand. This was no ordinary puncture. The teeth of the demon was, as fortunate would have it, filled with a strong painful paralyzing venom. Kurama sensed things were going to go from bad to worse. Kurama frantically pushed his hand up against the leader's face in an attempt to stop the assailant.
The demon was pushed away a few feet, but only enough to give the demon time to lick the rest of the blood dripping from his mouth, in which he dove right back in, this time to claim Kurama's lips. Kurama moaned, as he was thrusted against the trunk with the demon's lips smashing against his. That's when Kurama felt the world around him grow hazy. Though he could still hear the insistent ringing of laughter of the surrounding demons, amused with his pain, (A.N. One word- Sadists.) but that did not last.
For finally, the poison overtook him to the point where everything fell into obscurity. The demon, realizing the state of his prey, lifted his head up. "Oh no, look what I've gone and done. He's gone out on us." The leader said smirking mockingly as he stood up. "He'll miss all the action. We'd better wake him up." The leader smirked. "What do you think?" He asked his teammates. They all chuckled and nodded their heads in agreement. "Then it's decided. We'll give him a wake up call." "Are you going to shut up already?" A voice pieced through the shadows. "Huh? Who's there?" the demon lackeys inquired. "Well, well, looks like we have ourselves a guest." The captain addressed to his fellow demons and the stranger who just now stepped into the moon's luminosity. "And who might you be?" The leader asked annoyed with the sudden intrusion. "Hn, that's none of your business." A familiar figure, who was donned in black, bitterly remarked.
The leader paused and studied him from head to toe. "I see, hm, your clothing." "What about it?" Hiei growled. "It is made of a unique armored fiber, only that of the northern most Makai silkworms can create. And in addition to that, I also smell on you the scent of the colossal Makai yew trees, which only grow on the Northern Territory Borderline. This adds up to the conclusion that you are from Muruko's domain. Am I right?" The demon concluded as he stood with assurance.
"Hn, I guess you're more intelligent than you look." Some demons in the background stirred angrily at this remark, but the leader held his hand up to quiet them. Hiei though, paid no attention to them. "I see your senses are sharp. Too bad you lack in the most essential one of all." The captain raised his eyebrow to this. "And what would that be?" "Common sense. You should have never involved yourself with that fox, for now you shall pay dearly." Hiei exclaimed defiantly.
"Heh, Heh, you're pretty funny; you know that?" The leader found Hiei's comment to be entertaining. Hiei then immediately pulled out his katana with swift precision. "Heh, so you really mean to fight then? I can see you're protective of the vixen. How precious. This could get interesting. Tell me, would you get angry if I did this?" Then the demon slid his black tongue sensually across the incapacitated kitsune's cheek and then to Kurama's lips. "Get your filthy carcass away from Kurama, you bastard!" Hiei snarled furiously. "Heh, Heh don't get so worked up. Yet anyway. The fun has yet to be commenced."
"You will not touch him." Hiei replied angrily with his eyes ablaze. "Oh?" The demon replied indifferently. "Did you know this vulpine happened to pilfer from some good friends of mine?" He asked staring at the kitsune's face, caressing the vixen's cheek with his thumb. "He was ensnared, and will have to give payment for it. He is a bandit and being captured is a risk he took." "So, your idea of payment is to take advantage of him while he's down?" Hiei spat sickened at the demon and the fact he was stroking Kurama's thighs.
"Sounds fun, doesn't it?" The demon with distorted delight glimmering in his eyes. "And what about your friends, what does they get?" Hiei asked, as he felt more and more revolted. "Just the satisfaction knowing their efforts to detain the fox weren't in vain." The demon explained standing up.
"What you really mean is that your friends were in a dilemma, and you saw an opportune moment. You then manipulated the situation in order to satisfy your personal repulsive desire, leaving your friends with really nothing, isn't that right?" Hiei inquired.
"I really don't care what degrading words you use, and your pathetic lecture is boring me. Now if you're done, I have some important matters to attend to concerning a certain immobilized vixen." The leader grinned and faced the helpless Kurama.
"Is that so? Well, it is most unfortunate for you that my katana says otherwise." Hiei held up to the moonlight his katana, which shimmered flawlessly. "Really that's odd, because my fellow party and I say differently." The demon confidently spoke as the others stepped out from behind the shaded trees. "Let's see, you, and your feeble sword against myself, and all my men. Well, that means you're outnumbered 200 to 2. Too bad. That's hardly fair." Hiei was soon encompassed by the demons, but surprisingly, showed no sign of fear. "You're right." Hiei stated assertively. "You never even stood a chance."
Ooo, I just knew Hiei would come to help out Kurama! Especially because I wrote it! And now it looks like Hiei has gotten into a widdle fight all for Kurama. Awwww, how sweet! Okay. Anyways in this story I've written so far, I've used what I call "friendly angst." Later on it's going to get darker. Because this is the angst section after all! Sorry Kura-chan! I'll make it up to you later, kay? Well see you guys (and girls) later! TTFN!