Kurama very neatly shuffles the papers and places them on his desk. Kalanoa looks at him and smiles widely, waiting for his opinion. He smiles back, "I like it."

Kalanoa promptly jumps some five feet in the air and then begins dancing around. "Woo! Kurama likes my ficcie! Yay!!!" She continius her happy dance until she spots Hiei slowly burning his copy of the story in a corner. Her eyes get as big as saucers and tears threaten to spill over. "Hiei-kun? You don't like it?"

The Jaganshi stares at her for a moment. He then lifts the final page and sets it on fire in front of her. Kalanoa bursts into tears and runs into Kurama's arms "He doesn't like it!!!"

"I didn't say that, baka ningen." Kalanoa doesn't really hear him, but Kurama nudges her and she looks over at the short fire demon. "Hn."

More than a little confused (and still crying softly) Kalanoa goes over to Yuusuke who's reading yet another copy of the fic. "I dunno. I suppose it's all right. But I think the chapters are too short, I mean, some of them are only like, two pages!"

Kalanoa looks over the chapters, then turns back to the spirit detective. "But you liked the story itself?"

Yuusuke nods and smiles, "Yeah, I didn't have a big part, but I got to kill one of the baddies!"

There's a soft snort from Hiei. "Forget the plot, as long as you can fight, right, baka?"

Kalanoa's eyes get huge again and refill with tears as she turns to Hiei. "What don't you like about the plot? I can change! Hiei, give me a chance!!" She gets no response from the short demon.

Kuwabara is leaning over Kalanoa's computer, tapping the screen. "Wow! Is that how many reviews you got?" Kalanoa looks over and nods as Kuwabara opens the reviews to read them. "And not a single flame. In fact, they're all positive!"

Intrigued, Kurama comes over and peers at the screen. "Wow, he's right. Well, except for this DarkLightAngel person, and Kiyoshi-neko here. They appear to be promising you bodily harm."

Kalanoa rubs her neck and re-reads the two indicated reviews. "So they do. Well, It's right at the part where you almost die. I'll bet for each death threat there are at least one hundred readers who are cursing me for hurting such a kawaii bishie!" She jumps up and wraps Kurama in another hug.

Said fox sweatdrops. "Uh, right. That's, umm, nice."

There is another snort from the corner and Kalanoa turns towards Hiei yet again on the brink of tears. "Why won't you tell me what you don't like about it?" there is no response-again-and Kalanoa's eyes suddenly narrow dangerously.

Hiei gulps, noticing the angry author and lets his hand drift to his katana. Small crackles of energy surround Kalanoa and he takes a step back. "All right, allright. I just don't like all these stories where I get tortured and killed and . . .everything else."

Kalanoa goes back to normal and runs over to glomp Hiei. "I'm sorry!" she wails, nearly strangling the youkai. "I'll do it again and again and again-"

"Aren't you supposed to promise never to do it again in situations like this?"

Kalanoa pulls back and looks into his eyes. "You want me to lie to you?"

"Hn. Baka ningen."

Kurama comes and leads Kalanoa away before she can attack Hiei again. "You really shouldn't torture my Hiei, he's very sensitive."

Immediately Yuusuke and Kuwabara chime in "Aww, how cuuute! Wittle Hiei is sho seeensitiive!" both eep and run as Hiei draws his katana and chases after them.

Kalanoa sweatdrops and turns to Kurama. "So, you liked my ficcie?" He nods and she glomps him again, very happy in the bishie's arms as the others proceed to tear apart the room in their fight.

JA MATTA NE, MINNA-SAN!!!