Prince Elmo: Who wants to do the disclaimer thingy today?!
Kuwabara: (Raises his hand eagerly)
Prince Elmo: Go ahead, Kuwa-kins!
Kuwabara: Elmo doesn't own Yu Yu Hakusho.
Jin is rapidly rambling away to you about some battle he was in, but you're not listening at all. It's not like you can understand him anyway. "Does he even breath at all? Seriously, this guy has the sexiest accent ever, but he's not doing it justice by rambling on like that. And what's up with that horn-thingy he has on his head. Did his mother get it on with a overly talkative unicorn or something?! Hm...Do unicorns even talk?"
You turn your gaze towards the figure that has taken up a spot on the windowsill. He's just sitting there, looking outside, but you know that he was keeping a firm eye on everything that was going on inside the room.
"Time for step one of my brilliant super plot!"
Standing up in the middle of Jin's rant, you leave him looking bewildered to take up a spot on the ground next to Hiei. You have made up your mind: You're not about to get beaten into the ground again, so you figure that you'll have to make friends with Hiei. Harassing Kurama had proven to be fruitless if you're ever going to find out what made Hiei mad at you. Kurama had said: "That's not my place to tell. You will have to work it out with Hiei. Now put down that fly-swatter!"
So now you're on a mission to make Hiei like you again.
Mission Impossible, anyone?
And what's this 'again' you're talking about?
Your new self-appointed place beside him doesn't seem to get a response out of him. Deciding that you have nothing to lose, you're as bold as to poke him once in the knee he has drawn up. Still no response. You glance back into the silent room and shrug at Kurama. Everybody is keeping a close eye on you.
"Probably just in case Hiei decides that he wants to have witch-roast for dinner. Extra crispy witch-roast. I bet Hiei would be a great cook...If he doesn't throw a temper tantrum and set fire to the entire kitchen..." You turn back to him and purse your lips in thought. He really isn't responding! It's almost like he's ignoring you. But no one ignores you, so that can't be it! With a smile, you fold your arms on top of his up-drawn knee.
After you find that your head is still very much attached to the rest of you, you lean your chin on your folded arms.
And proceed to stare the hell out of Hiei.
Then you start making faces at him.
Really childish faces.
What did you expect?! You've never been good at making friends the traditional way. Heck, the only friends you've ever had are the only people who can put up with your random nonsense. And you can count them on one hand. His eyebrows slowly lower into a deeper scowl and you offer him a wide smile. "Say, Hiei?"
He glances at you out of the corner of his eye. You figure he's at least a little bit curious. "Hn."
With the wide smile still attached to your face, you bat your eyelashes at him and give him a flirtatious giggle. "Has anyone ever told you that you have really pretty eyebrows?"
After that statement, Hiei had been so shocked that you had been able to press a gross, wet kiss to his cheek, before dashing away in case he wanted to remove a limb or two. It never even occurred to you that you had practically flirted with him. Well, not until the girls had practically rubbed your face in it. Back upstairs, you're about to change into your training outfit, when Keiko and Botan burst into your room.
"Hey! Would it kill you to knock?! I could've been naked!"
"Like you'd care if you were."
"...Good point..."
The two girls take up a spot on your bed and you completely ignore them as you strip down. With your back to them, you slip your white, medieval torture device and put on a pair of sweatpants over your Hello Kitty underwear.
When you turn back to the girls, they're looking at you with the strangest look in their eyes and they're grinning in the most disturbing kind of way. The kind of grin that makes you want to fall to your knees and beg for mercy. The one you give people when you want them to think you're absolutely insane. The kind that counts as psychological warfare.
"What?"
You wish you didn't ask. They had fired off with all kinds of questions about you liking Hiei and stuff. Yeah, like you'd tell them! After you had threatened them with bodily harm and a series of nasty pranks, they had decided to drop the subject. But that didn't stop them from following you to training.
"Probably to see if I'll flirt with Hiei again. It was NOT flirting, damnit! You flirt on purpose, I was just saying something nice...He DOES have pretty eyebrows though...They go nicely with his hot ass...I wonder if they grow that way...Maybe he waxes them in secret."
"Woah, lass! Are ye tryin' ta blind me?" Jin is squinting at you, as well as the other guys. Instead of your regular, dark-colored sweatpants, you had put on a pair of screaming, acid-green pants that are bound to burn holes into people's retina if you stand in the sun long enough. You grin at him.
"Maybe..." After all, Hiei can't attack you if he can't stand to look at you. But Hiei was nowhere to be seen. "After yesterday, we thought it would be better if you don't fight Hiei today."
Acting completely on your impulses, you lunge forward, wrap your arms around Kurama's waist and repeat a very loud mantra of thank yous. After chuckling at you like you're the funniest thing since Paris Hilton's acting career, he tells you to pick out an opponent. Everyone has come to the training ring to watch, including Yukina. Kuwabara is trying to talk to her, but Yusuke keeps butting in. How obnoxious….
You stomp over to them, grab Yusuke by the ear and proceed to drag him off to the ring. "Leave the lovebirds alone and do something useful for a change!" You can faintly hear Botan and Keiko laugh.
"Alright, same rules as before. Stay down for more than ten seconds, you lose. Get thrown out of the ring, you lose. And yes, Jaiden, still no knees to the groin."
You curse under your breath, you kind of hoped he'd forget this time.
"Ready? Go!"
This time, it's not you who finds him/herself face-down in the dirt with a mouth full of blood. Taking your chance, you had launched your fist into Yusuke's face as soon as Kurama had said the word. The detective is staring at you, wide-eyed, and you do a little victory dance on the spot.
He grins at you. "This will be fun..."
Yusuke is going easy on you, you can tell. He just doesn't punch you in the face like he means it. Not that you care or anything! A win is still a win, even if your opponent goes easy on you. After you exchange a fair amount of punches, kicks and, in your case, bites, you decide that it's time to end it.
Just as Yusuke throws another punch your way, you lunge under his fist and wrap your arms around his waist to pull him along in your dive. You hear him grunt as you land on top of him...Just a few inches outside the ring.
With a high-frequency scream loud enough to destroy some eardrums, you jump up and burst out into a whole new victory dance. "What are you so happy about?! This is a draw! We both got thrown out of the ring."
You completely ignore him as you shake your perfectly rounded bum to imaginary music. You hear Genkai chuckle. "Well, technically, you hit the ground outside of the ring before she did. Therefore, Jaiden wins."
As Yusuke is arguing with Genkai over your brilliant win, you manage to convince Jin to join you in your dance. He's a pretty good dancer!
It is late in the afternoon, when Botan comes running into the clearing, immediately drawing your attention. "We've found Desoria! And she's planning something big."
Prince Elmo: Dun dun DUUUN! Dramatic music! And in case you're wondering where that pick-up line came from; I use that one all the time.
Botan: Oh my god, that's how you approach guys?! By telling them they have pretty eyebrows?! (Collapses in a fit of laughter)
Prince Elmo: Uhuh. It works really well! Half of the guys burst out in laughter and offer me a drink.
Botan: And the other half?
Prince Elmo: Start heading for the exit...