Disclaimer: I don't own YYH or Naruto! I do, however, own Shio! He's mine! I am in California at the moment and I finished this! Yay! Thanks to all my reviewers!
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Asphyxiation. Decapitation. Drowning. Chinese water torture. Death by spork. All of these delicious thoughts flashed through Kurama's mind as he stared down the boy who had caused him so much grief. Hiei was glaring back at him with equal intensity. Where had he learned to glare like that? Certainly not from Yukina.
"You do realize," Kurama ground out slowly. "What this has done to my reputation?" Oh yes, he was the laughing stock of the entire student population. Not only were half the boys making fun of him for supposedly being a cross dresser, but the other half apparently thought that he was now 'batting for the other team' and was fair game. He had never been hit on so much in his entire life. What was worse was that while he would have thought that being a 'cross dresser' would deter the female students, apparently men in drag was not as much of a turn off as he thought. No, his fan club had increased. Something about a man being in touch with his feminine side…complete and utter bullshit in his opinion.
"What reputation?" Not that question again. What a redundant thought process Hiei possessed. And he was supposed to be an artist? How could he be with such a lack of creative drive?
"My reputation as a normal, straight guy!" And yet, he was still going along with it. But what else could he say to that?
"Hn. I think that was ruined years ago." Damn him. Forget choosing one way to kill the little bastard. Kurama was sure the shrimp was tough enough to endure dying a few different ways.
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Shio stirred the stew slowly and resisted the urge to glance over his shoulder. No, he wouldn't do it. Perhaps he should stir the stew in a counter-clockwise manner? Certainly that would be far more interesting than stirring clockwise and might aid in taking his mind off his rather distracting distraction. The silver haired man sighed and glanced down at the tiny creature currently pacing back and forth on the counter. Scott had not taken his eight eyes of Gaara since the young man had entered the room. Every so often, the tarantula would crawl up Shio's arm to his shoulder, eye Gaara menacingly for a moment, and then would crawl back to the counter to continue pacing.
"Relax, Scott." Shio put a hand down in front of the large spider to prevent him from getting too close to the edge of the counter. Scott gave him a nasty look and turned indignantly away.
"Scott?" Shio repressed a surprised yelp when the Gaara spoke right next to his ear. He gave in the urge to look over his shoulder and found that Gaara was…really close. Really close. As in, closer than one should be when speaking to someone!
"Scott?! Yeah! This is Scott!" Shio pointed to the tarantula that was now waving his front legs angrily at the red head. A red eyebrow rose as Gaara eyed the spider. (I had to give Gaara eyebrows! I couldn't really say he raised the skin area above his eye, could I? Wait…I could…hmmm.)
"Hm." Shio bit his bottom lip as warm puffs of air caressed the back of his neck. Why of all places does he have to breath there?! Why the hell can't he breath on my elbow?! The neck was the most sensitive part of his body, and he was hard pressed to maintain what little self-control he had to begin with. He was too old to be raping underage high school students. Although from what he knew, Gaara would probably be doing the raping, so perhaps is he could irritate him enough to…no, bad thoughts! Bad thoughts!
"So…how goes your…uh…school…stuff?" Shio resisted the urge to bang his head against the counter. Way to fucking sound intelligent, dumbass!
"Fine." Shio gritted his teeth as pleasurable tingles spread down his spine. Must do something. Now.
"Wow! That's great! Hiei is always complaining about the classes, and the students, so I thought I'd ask someone if they're really as bad as everyone says!" When in doubt, talk.
"Hm." Gaara didn't seem very into conversation, but Shio rambled on about everything from school to flavors of ice cream.
"Hiei really likes mint chocolate chip, but I prefer plain chocolate myself!" So focused was Gaara on watching the spreading flush on the ivory neck that he didn't notice the irate spider that was slowly making its way up Shio's arm.
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The red haired human was going down. Scott may have been just a tarantula, but he certainly knew trouble when he saw it. And that red head was trouble. His human grew nervous around him, and his body began releasing a pheromone similar to a female tarantula in heat. Now, Scott knew that Shio was no female spider, and that the red haired human was not one either, but they both released the same scent. The weird thing was that they were showing interest in one another. However, Scott was rather wise for a spider, and he had long since figured out that a 'mating' was soon to take place. And after that mating…someone was getting eaten. It was a natural part of nature that after mating, the male became lunch, to put it harshly. Which meant that Shio was in danger of being devoured. All eight of Scott's eyes narrowed as the human leaned in far too close. No one was going to eat his Shio!
With that thought in mind, Scott inched closer until the human was with in reach. Yes, he would strike, and this human would realize exactly who he was dealing with!
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"You're a sick little pervert, Hiei." Kurama growled as he held up the heels.
"Hn?"
"I am not a pervert! How dare you imply such a thing!" Kurama ignored Hiei's shocked look. He had never thought that Hiei's ridiculous dictionary would come in handy, but after several arguments that involved the cursed word, Kurama had finally broken down and requested a copy. Someone whom he was not about to name, coughshiocough, was kind enough to hand over his own copy of the book. Why Shio had a copy, Kurama forgot to ask, but he guessed that if you spent that much time around the little twerp, you would eventually try to learn his language. Silly, but effective.
"Hn?"
"Your monosyllables are no longer a roadblock on my road to victory, my short little friend." Kurama declared smugly. "Soon, you will be on your knees begging for forgiveness!" Oh yes, he would triumph over Hiei in this battle of wits. The short boy would soon realize that speaking in barbaric grunts would no longer confuse one of higher speech capabilities like Kurama. Victory was near.
"You'd like me on my knees, wouldn't you?" Hiei shot back. Kurama pondered that image for a few seconds before the suggestion sank in.
"What?! No!" Wonderful. Now his lovely mental image was tainted by that damn suggestive comment!
"You're always talking about it," Hiei continued. "You think about it while you're alone at night, don't you?"
"I do not!" Okay, so he had thought about it a little bit, but certainly not in the way Hiei was thinking! There were definitely no thoughts of Hiei on his knees doing things other than begging for mercy!
"You're a pervert! I knew it!" Hiei shouted accusingly. Kurama huffed indignantly as his face flushed. He needed to come up with something, now! Something that would turn the tide in his favor…
"Alright. You caught me." Kurama raised his hands in surrender. He ignored Hiei's shocked expression and continued. "I think about you on your knees all the time. Naked. And last night I had the most wonderful dream about you. It was our wedding night! And, being the scared virgin that you are, you asked me to take charge! And I did! And I did it in the most delightfully hot, rough, demanding, forceful, dominant, sexy…why am I telling you this?!"
Hiei was frozen in place. His eyes were wider than Kurama had ever seen them, and his left eyebrow was twitching.
"Now do you understand?!" Kurama ranted gleefully as more color drained from Hiei's face. "I've wanted to fuck you since the moment we met in the hall!!!"
"…………SHIO!!!" Kurama blinked. Hiei sure moved fast for a little guy. The dark haired freshman had turned and hightailed it into the kitchen. The panicked scream echoed back and Kurama withheld a victorious laugh. He could gloat later. Now was the time for action!
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"SHIO!!!" Shio dropped the spoon as a frantic scream cut through the silence in the kitchen. He lifted a hand to protect Scott from the splash and hissed as the boiling liquid hit his skin. Gaara quickly took a few steps away as Hiei skidded to a halt against the table. The boy's eyes were wide and he was a tad paler than normal.
"Fuck that hurts!" Shio cursed lightly under his breath as he stuck his hand under the faucet. On his shoulder, Scott appeared to be having a tarantula fit of rage and was waving his front legs at Gaara.
"Shio."
"What?!" Shio asked impatiently. Gaara silently pointed at Hiei. Shio stared for a second before he sighed.
"Hiei, where are you going with the meat cleaver?" The dark haired boy froze, and then turned to look at him with an absolutely innocent expression.
"Nothing."
"Then why do you have it?" Scott was waving his front legs so frantically that he almost fell off Shio's shoulder. The silver haired man gently lifted him off and placed him on the counter.
"Kurama wanted to see it." Hiei finally said.
"Right. Give it to me." Shio held out his hand, but Hiei clutched the cleaver to his chest.
"You don't understand! I need this!"
"Killing Kurama is not going to solve anything."
"Yes, it will!"
"Will not!"
"Will too!"
"Will not!" Gaara sighed. He knew where this was going. He slowly walked past Hiei and strode casually into the living room. Kurama was still sitting in the chair, flipping through a magazine.
"Evening, Sabaku." Kurama seemed far too cheery.
"Minamino." Gaara paused. Yes, Shio and Hiei were still arguing. "What did you do?"
"Do? Me? What makes you think I did anything?"
"He's trying to come out here with a meat cleaver." Kurama frowned.
"I don't think Shio can hold him for long." Gaara continued.
"You've got a point…Has your price changed?" When Gaara shook his head, Kurama pulled a dollar out of his pocket.
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"Will not!"
"Will too!"
"Will not!"
"Will too!" Gaara sighed. They were still at it. The only difference was that Hiei was now trying to twist his way out of a headlock. The meat cleaver lay on the floor next to Shio's foot.
A hiss drew Gaara's attention and he glared down at Scott. The tarantula was angrily waving its front legs at him. The red head smirked and poked the spider with a whisk. Scott hissed louder and backed up a few inches.
"Kurama must die!" Hiei had managed to sink his teeth into Shio's forearm and his words were muffled by the flesh in his mouth. Gaara cleared his throat loudly and frowned when they ignored him.
"Hiei!" Success. The two stopped to look at him. "Is it true that Yukina is dating Kuwabara?"
"……What?!" Shio was wise enough to let go as Hiei furiously flailed about.
"Where the hell did you hear that?! She would never date that pathetic loser!!!" Shio coughed lightly into his hand and Hiei turned on him.
"Is this true?" He hissed. Shio shot Gaara a look that promised pain before he smiled brightly at Hiei.
"Is what true?"
"About Yukina!"
"What about Yukina?"
"She's dating Kuwabara!"
"Who's dating Kuwabara?"
"Yukina!!!"
"What about-ow-ow-ow-ow!!!" Hiei grabbed a lock of Shio's hair and viciously jerked him to eye level.
"Don't. Do. That."
"Don't do that. Right. It's been noted!" Shio winced as Hiei jerked one more time before he let the hair slide out of his fingers.
"Now tell me the truth. Is Yukina dating that moron?"
"…Maybe?"
"…WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! WHAT KIND OF IMBECILE ARE YOU?!"
"It's not my fault she likes him," Shio crossed his arms over his chest and turned pointedly away from the fuming Hiei.
"But you let her date him."
"…True."
"Is something wrong?" Kurama chose that moment to poke his head in.
"Yes there is something wrong!" Hiei pointed furiously at Shio. "This moron decided that it would be a good idea to let your idiot friend date my sister!"
"Yuusuke?" Kurama asked in confusion.
"Kuwabara!!!"
"Oh…" Kurama was silent for a moment before he looked at Shio. "He's got a point, Yukina is way too good for Kuwabara."
"See?" Shio inspected his nails with a bored expression.
"Yukina deserves someone much more intelligent and attractive," Kurama continued.
"Then who would you have her date?" Shio asked Hiei.
"Hn." Hiei crossed his arms and turned away from Shio. The two began a silent contest of who could stare at the wall longer. Gaara sighed and glanced at the clock on the wall. Silence continued for what felt like an eternity until…
"Dinner is burning."
"What?!" Shio lunged for the pot on the stove and found to his dismay that smoke was billowing out from under the lid. He sighed and dumped the entire concoction into the sink.
"There goes dinner, you ass!" Shio pointed furiously at Hiei, who was still staring at the wall.
"It's not my fault that you're a sucky cook."
"You can't cook, either!"
"But I'm a better cook than you."
"You burn toast!"
"You make cereal lethal!"
"You smell like feet!" At this, Hiei turned around in mock outrage.
"Feet? Oh no! The horror!"
"I will kill you, brat!" The fight was abruptly ended when Gaara stepped forward and grabbed the end of Shio's braid. He used the silver rope to pull the fuming man away from Hiei, who smirked triumphantly. Shio flailed angrily, but he didn't dare pull away. No, that silly hair was far more important to him than the defense of his ability to insult.
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"I assume you're actually going to come to school tomorrow?" Kurama asked as Hiei escorted him to the door. He was keeping a close eye on the short boy. Sure, Hiei had been momentarily sidetracked, but who knew when he was going to remember that he was pissed?
"Hn." Hiei glared at the worn carpet. Kurama smiled as he stepped outside.
"I would hate for you to miss tomorrow!" He said smugly. "It's an important day!"
"Hn?" Kurama cackled inwardly when he received the confused grunt. Time to put his glorious plan into action.
"Don't you know what day tomorrow is?"
"…No."
"Why, it's Sweetest Day!" Kurama waited for the blank expression to become tinged with borderline horror before he continued.
"And since I've confessed my feelings for you today, I finally have someone to celebrate with!" Kurama had to quickly lean back to avoid having his nose broken by the door.
"Bye, honey!" He yelled through the wood. He turned and skipped down the steps to the sidewalk. Phase one of his plan was working out nicely. He had to admit that it was nice to finally get to work on the plan. Seriously, he had thought it up weeks ago, why had he waited so long to start?
"Minamino." The voice behind him was annoyed, but not hostile. Kurama pivoted on his heel and turned around to face Gaara.
"Evening, Sabaku!" He said brightly. Gaara ignored his greeting and pinned him with that famous blank stare.
"What did you do?" Kurama blinked innocently.
"Whatever do you mean?" He asked.
"I usually don't ask questions." Gaara snapped. "But Hiei is my…friend." He said the word as if it were strange and foreign.
"And?"
"And if this plan of yours causes him any real pain…" Gaara trailed off, but his message was clear enough. Kurama paused. He hadn't really thought about that. Sure, he had wanted to hurt Hiei, but if he had to answer to Gaara…Come to think of it, he'd probably have Shio to deal with as well…Nah, the shorty could use a little heartache.
"Shouldn't you be worried about Shio?" Kurama asked. "From what I hear, you've got competition in the form of Yuusuke Urameshi."
When Gaara didn't say anything more, Kurama gave him a jaunty wave and continued on his way. He probably shouldn't have meddled like that, but come on. Yuusuke gave up the chase because he thought Shio was in love with Scott. And Kurama was a little skeptical about Scott's ability to reciprocate Shio's affections. Bestiality can only go so far before physical limitation kicks in. Great. Cue the creepy image.
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Gaara glared at Minamino's retreating form, but he couldn't get rid of his words. Yuusuke Urameshi. He had seen the cocky punk a few times, and fought him a few times, but never before had he been more than a slight irritant. Gaara gritted his teeth as he fought back the urge to go find that stupid pain in the ass. Last he heard, not that he paid attention to gossip, Urameshi was involved with Keiko Ukimura, the student council president and all around good girl. Why he had made the sudden switch from women to men was perplexing, although Shio could be mistaken for a girl from a distance…
"Bastard." Gaara was in no way in the dark when it came to Urameshi's progress. He heard all about it from Hiei. Urameshi had stolen a kiss, but had gotten a busted lip along with it. Gaara had already fucked him in a public place and had yet to receive a dirty look for it. So the scale was probably tipping in his favor. Gaara frowned. Still, having Urameshi's grubby paws anywhere near his Shio irked him. His sister had always said that he was possessive. But that's a good thing, right?
Gaara was jolted out of his thoughts by a car horn. He blinked. How long had he been standing there? The dark blue car that had pulled up in front of him looked awfully familiar. The tinted window slid down and his brother grinned at him.
"Gaara! What are you doing out here? Need a ride home?"
"Kankuro." Gaara nodded in greeting and slipped into the front seat. Kankuro was not here on accident. Obviously, it was later than he thought and Temari had 'persuaded' him to go search of him.
Gaara tried to ignore the irritating rap music that blasted out of the speakers as Kankuro sped through stoplights.
"Kankuro."
"Yeah?"
"What day is tomorrow?"
"Uh…Thursday?"
"What holiday?"
"Holiday? Uh…wait, Temari mentioned this…oh yeah! That Sweetest Day crap! That's it! She was going to have a sale tomorrow!" Kankuro paused to flip off a driver. "Why?"
"Nothing." Gaara stared out the window in contemplation. Sweetest Day. Hmmm…
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Thursday
"Um…Shio?" Shio sighed as he walked in the door. He sighed and checked his watch. Six in the morning and something was already wrong.
"Morning, Yukina." He said as he dropped his bag.
"I think Hiei's sick." She was wringing her hands. "He won't get out of bed!"
"…Alright…I'll see about it." Shio rubbed his eyes tiredly but headed for the stairs anyway. All he wanted to do was get out of his work clothing and fall onto his hammock, but something told him that it wasn't going to happen.
"I should already be in my damn hammock." He growled as he climbed the stairs. True, he usually got off work at two, but a drunken idiot had managed to start a major bar fight. One poor guy bled to death because of a knife to the throat and a few others were in the hospital. So of course the police had shown up and everyone had to stay behind so they could file witness testimonies and everyone had to give DNA samples. The cops were particularly hard on him for some reason. Either because he was the one who gave the guys alcohol, or just because he was challenging their wonderful cop straightness with his good looks. Probably a combination of both. Although he did have a thing for men in uniform…How would Gaara look dressed as a cop? Hmm…Yeah. But it was a mess and he was happy to be home.
"Get up, Hiei." He snapped as he walked into the room. The person in question just groaned but didn't move.
"I know you're not sick. Get up." The mound of blankets didn't move. Shio sighed again and sat down on the bed. Great, Hiei was going to be difficult.
"Wake up." No movement. "Damn it, Hiei. I am not in the mood for this! I want to get out of this extremely uncomfortable outfit and get some sleep!"
At this, Hiei almost cracked an eye open. Shio was in his work clothing? Seeing that might be worth getting up and going to school…Hmm…No, he could see it another time.
"Hiei." Shio's voice lowered to a deadly whisper. "I don't know what you're avoiding, but whatever it is, if you don't get up now, then I promise that I will make your fate a thousand times worse."
That did it. Hiei pushed the blanket off and glared at him.
"Hn." Damn. Shio looked hot in leather. That almost made the humiliation he was going to endure worth it.
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"Is he there?" Gaara looked around the hallway and sighed. He didn't really know who Hiei was hiding from, or why he felt the need to hide behind him. So if he didn't know who Hiei was hiding from, could he really give an answer? But he looked around anyway. Let's see…Nerd…Nerd…Geek…Another nerd…Wow, the nerds were out in full force today…Nerd…Minamino…Another nerd…
"He's not there." Gaara then went back to his previous task that was in his opinion much more important than Hiei's poor attempt at sneaking. After all, he needed to figure out which nerd to aim for during gym today. The last one was still exempt from gym. Concussion or something stupid like that. Besides, he had been too easy of a target to begin with.
"Good morning, Yukina!" The high pitched squeal down the hall drew his attention. Kuwabara…hmmm. He wasn't a nerd, but he would prove to be a difficult target. After all, he wasn't even in Gaara's gym class. He was pretty sure that Kuwabara was in Biology, and that was on the third floor…tricky, but not impossible.
While Gaara was making plans for the day, Hiei made the mistake of trusting him and he stepped out into the open.
"Hiei-chan!" The delighted voice almost made him duck back behind Gaara. No, Kurama had already found him. Crap.
"You said he was gone!" He hissed at the red head, who completely ignored him. Cursing his luck, Hiei took off down the hallway, weaving through students and trying his best to lose his tormenter. This was going to be a crappy day.
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Chemistry
"You boys seem to be working well today." The teacher said as she stopped by their station. Kurama smiled brightly at her.
"It's Sweetest Day, and Hiei is showing that he cares by being nicer in public!" Hiei was too busy dying and melting into a puddle of embarrassment.
"Oh…Right." She smiled nervously and moved on. Kurama inwardly cackled. His plan was falling together nicely.
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Gym
"Have you seen Sabaku?" Yuusuke asked Hiei. "He's usually in here harassing the nerds." The short freshman shook his head as he concentrated on the croquet ball. Just a few more hits and he would win, and then they could end this hellish game.
"And where are all the basketballs?" Yuusuke asked for the fiftieth time.
"I don't know." Hiei growled as his ball missed Yuusuke's. Damn.
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"OW! DAMN!!!"
"Kuwabara, watch your language!"
"But-!" She walked past him to look out the window for the third time during that period. Weird. That was the second basketball that had made its way in the window and that had hit Kuwabara. This one had smacked him on the back of the head, thus propelling his face into the frog that he was supposed to be dissecting. Gross.
"Kuwabara, go clean yourself up." He hurried out of the room and glanced fearfully at the window. An evil basketball god was after him. He just knew it.
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Gaara smirked evilly as he watched Kuwabara enter the boy's bathroom. This would do nicely. He grabbed the basketball cart and pulled it along behind him. He still had four to use, after all.
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Lunch
"Oh, Kuwabara! They're beautiful!" Yukina blushed prettily as Kuwabara presented her with a large bouquet of white lilies. Even Hiei had to admit that it was a nice bouquet. Of course, he would have if he hadn't had his own damn bouquet to carry around. Right after Gym, and in front of Yukina, Kurama had shoved a bouquet of roses into his arms and whispered 'Happy Sweetest Day' into his ear. At least he didn't shout it, but Hiei's face had started to burn and his ear still tingled where Kurama's breath had touched the skin. Maybe Kurama had really acidic breath and it was slowly eating his ear off?
"Only the best for you!" Kuwabara crowed. He was grinning proudly despite the prominent bruising all over his face. When Yukina had asked about it, Kuwabara had shuddered and mumbled something about basketballs.
"Did you like your present, Hiei?" Kurama asked from his right. The redhead was sitting far too close for his liking. But he couldn't tell him to piss off with Yukina watching. So instead he gritted his teeth and forced a smile onto his face.
"Yes."
"Those are so pretty, Hiei!" Yukina said as she admired her own flowers. "Make sure to keep them in good shape, okay? I have a pair of vases at home that will look lovely with these!"
Damn. Now he couldn't throw them away. He had to bring them home…to Shio. And Shio would ask questions…Oh no…
"Where's Sabaku?" Yuusuke asked for the fiftieth damn time!
"He went home." Hiei snapped. True, Gaara had shown up after Gym looking incredibly smug. He had then proceeded to stab himself with a pencil several times. The nurse had instantly sent him home. Why Gaara was stabbing himself with a pencil, Hiei didn't know, but the redhead had always been a bit of a masochist, so who knew?
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"Shouldn't you be at school?" Temari asked as Gaara walked in. The redhead shrugged.
"Is my order ready?" He asked tonelessly.
"Yeah." Temari set a box on the counter and grinned slyly.
"You got someone special on your mind, Gaara-chan?" Gaara glared at her and picked up the box.
"Mind your own business," He snapped. Irritating women and their need to pry into his private affairs. Of all the nerve…
"Just remember! You have to fill in for me on Saturday!" Temari called before the door slammed shut. She snickered evilly. Poor Gaara. A day running the bakery for him and a day in the mall for her. Life was good. She giggled happily as she decided to take this time to hide all the available aprons. She had found the cutest apron the other day and Gaara was going to wear it or else. Yes, life was good.
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Yuusuke stood outside the flower shop with his hands shoved in his pockets. For once he had the money to buy flowers, but lacked the motivation. After all, Shio was probably celebrating with that damn Scott, whoever he was. It wasn't as if his gift would be accepted.
"Life sucks," He mumbled as he watched a couple walk out. The girl was holding an arm full of roses and she was latched onto her boyfriend's arm. Stupid lovey people.
He should probably give up. Sure, Shio was hot, and Yuusuke had never met anyone quite like him, but Shio had rejected him outright several times. Not to mention he was already in love with someone else. Yeah, perhaps he should just give up the chase. Focus on something else.
"Hey, Yuusuke!" Yuusuke paused. He had been about to turn and walk away, but the cheerful greeting sounded so familiar. Was she back already? Nah. He turned partially to see the person who had addressed him, and when he saw her, a small smile spread across his face.
"Keiko."
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"Happy Sweetest Day, Scott!" Shio cried happily as he picked up the tarantula. In his hand, Scott tapped his palm in contentment.
"You'll never guess what I got for you!" Shio carted the spider over the counter and placed him in front of a tiny wrapped present. Scott circled the present in excitement, but didn't open it. You know, no hands.
"Let me help with that!" Shio pulled the tiny ribbon and the tiny sides of the box fell down to reveal an extremely tiny cake with bright green frosting. Scott wasted no time in sinking his fangs into the cake. And no people, it's not a real cake. Shio found this crazy little store in the middle of nowhere that makes specialty food for insects. So the cake was healthy, and apparently it tasted good. Weird.
Scott had devoured a tiny portion of the cake when he stopped and began scraping his abdomen with his front leg. A tiny object fell onto the counter and he pushed it towards Shio with one leg.
"For me?" Shio picked it up and examined it closely. It was a tiny fly expertly wrapped in spider silk.
"You're too sweet!" Shio gently stroked Scott's back and the tarantula purred in contentment. Life was good.
TBC…
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So, any good? I had to make sure that everyone knew what everyone was doing on Sweetest Day, which is an actual holiday. I think it's in October, if I remember correctly. If you're wondering about Keiko's sudden appearance, well, I mentioned her in the first chapter, and then Yuusuke started running around after Shio. Besides, I couldn't leave Yuusuke totally heartbroken. The Kurama/Hiei attraction is starting, although I'm trying to make it happen slowly. And yes, Kurama is acting weird, but remember his plan that he decided upon in an earlier chapter? Yeah.
Please review, no flames.