The Abandoned Kit-ch.2
*who!?!'s POV*
I watched as the door slammed open. The fool stood there, gaping at me. What? Didn't he expect me to come?
I had felt the yokos youki from far away. I had known it was impossible. He..he's gone..GONE!! GONE DAMMNIT!! Then.why?
So I had come, entering through the window. No other doors. And I have never liked the formality of front doors. I had seen it, but I am reluctant to believe it.
A yoko.. A yoko child. With-with gold hair. Just like.. I close my eyes, momentarily. The idiot is still gaping. But acting a little less exaggerated.
I hear a little scuttle, and the golden head pops back into the crack of the door. I flinch slightly.
*Yuusukes pov*
I finally got my jaw under control. I don't know why I was gaping. Maybe I WAS just surprised at the visitor. And even more so that he had scared Kurama.
But then... I think. Which isn't something I particulairly enjoy doing. Kurama doesn't know him. This Kurama wouldn't.
I turn my eyes to the little one on all fours around my legs. He hisses softly at the dark shape, while looking absolutely curious. Hiei glares in a masked attempt. He is obviously shocked. "Kurama!" I hiss. What was he doing here?! Yukina was suppose-
"Yuusuke!" ah, the korime girl. "Yuusuke, I'm sorry, he was wiggling so much.." I shrug. "Don't matter, much. Hiei was gonna meet him soon anyway." Beside Yuusuke, the little kit was playing with the tail of Hieis black and red cape, chasing it when Hiei moved. Barely could they contain giggles as they watched Hiei eventually start getting up and walking away, instead of shifting. And the cute little one who mumbled and talked to Hiei as if saying 'stop moving-I wanna play!' as he jumped and lunged for the elusive piece of material.
Fed up, Hiei turns to glare down at the little yoko. "Listen kit, I don't want to play with you!! Got that!?" Giving him the look of a kicked puppy, Kurama begins to sniff. "Ch'!" Hiei blips out.
Crying now, Kurama jumps at Yukina, and pouts on her shoulder. Yusuke mumbles something about being the dad, before aiding Yukina's hair out of little fingers. -----__-----
They had finally gotten back to sleep that night, Kurama sticking with Yusuke this time.
----__----
Morning brought with it even more troubles first of all being, how, and what do they feel the kit?? Little Kurama was jumping around, sniffing everything, climbing all over everyone. Yukina had finally decided on milk in a bottle. Now, getting the little yoko to hold still was another thing. They eventually resorted to having Yusuke and Kuwabara hold him while she stuffs the bottles nipple into his mouth.
After three or so tries, and wet white splotches on dark clothes later, Kurama seemed to get the idea of what was happening. Gratefully, he grasped at in a weak unsure hold the bottle and sucked. Sighing with relief, Yukina herself begins to babble and talk about caring for a child, all the responsibilities, all the do's and don'ts'. The 'when's and 'how's especially understandings. Kurama didn't seem to understand Japanese, and the only one who knew yoko was Hiei. So, either Kurama needed some serious lessons in Japanese, or they need to learn yoko... or the other possibility....get Hiei.
Yusuke was ready to laugh out at that idea. "Hiei? HA! Hiei probably never wants to see.." Yusuke cut himself off. The others were glaring at him. Even Yukina.
"Yusuke don't say that..please. Of course Hiei wants to see Kurama. Hiei's just..shy...and surprised by this. We can't let Kurama grow up thinking someone so close in our group doesn't want to see him." Yusuke nods gravely. "Right." He looks into Kuramas wide gold eyes as the little yoko stares at him, still suckling the bottle.
'Hiei, where are you? How can you...'
End ch2.
Okay.lemme explain. I hate 2nd chapters, u know that?-that is, I hate writing them. They're like bridge chaps for me and are never very good. Aka, usually the shortest. LEMME KNOW IF 2 GO ON! Bye--e
*who!?!'s POV*
I watched as the door slammed open. The fool stood there, gaping at me. What? Didn't he expect me to come?
I had felt the yokos youki from far away. I had known it was impossible. He..he's gone..GONE!! GONE DAMMNIT!! Then.why?
So I had come, entering through the window. No other doors. And I have never liked the formality of front doors. I had seen it, but I am reluctant to believe it.
A yoko.. A yoko child. With-with gold hair. Just like.. I close my eyes, momentarily. The idiot is still gaping. But acting a little less exaggerated.
I hear a little scuttle, and the golden head pops back into the crack of the door. I flinch slightly.
*Yuusukes pov*
I finally got my jaw under control. I don't know why I was gaping. Maybe I WAS just surprised at the visitor. And even more so that he had scared Kurama.
But then... I think. Which isn't something I particulairly enjoy doing. Kurama doesn't know him. This Kurama wouldn't.
I turn my eyes to the little one on all fours around my legs. He hisses softly at the dark shape, while looking absolutely curious. Hiei glares in a masked attempt. He is obviously shocked. "Kurama!" I hiss. What was he doing here?! Yukina was suppose-
"Yuusuke!" ah, the korime girl. "Yuusuke, I'm sorry, he was wiggling so much.." I shrug. "Don't matter, much. Hiei was gonna meet him soon anyway." Beside Yuusuke, the little kit was playing with the tail of Hieis black and red cape, chasing it when Hiei moved. Barely could they contain giggles as they watched Hiei eventually start getting up and walking away, instead of shifting. And the cute little one who mumbled and talked to Hiei as if saying 'stop moving-I wanna play!' as he jumped and lunged for the elusive piece of material.
Fed up, Hiei turns to glare down at the little yoko. "Listen kit, I don't want to play with you!! Got that!?" Giving him the look of a kicked puppy, Kurama begins to sniff. "Ch'!" Hiei blips out.
Crying now, Kurama jumps at Yukina, and pouts on her shoulder. Yusuke mumbles something about being the dad, before aiding Yukina's hair out of little fingers. -----__-----
They had finally gotten back to sleep that night, Kurama sticking with Yusuke this time.
----__----
Morning brought with it even more troubles first of all being, how, and what do they feel the kit?? Little Kurama was jumping around, sniffing everything, climbing all over everyone. Yukina had finally decided on milk in a bottle. Now, getting the little yoko to hold still was another thing. They eventually resorted to having Yusuke and Kuwabara hold him while she stuffs the bottles nipple into his mouth.
After three or so tries, and wet white splotches on dark clothes later, Kurama seemed to get the idea of what was happening. Gratefully, he grasped at in a weak unsure hold the bottle and sucked. Sighing with relief, Yukina herself begins to babble and talk about caring for a child, all the responsibilities, all the do's and don'ts'. The 'when's and 'how's especially understandings. Kurama didn't seem to understand Japanese, and the only one who knew yoko was Hiei. So, either Kurama needed some serious lessons in Japanese, or they need to learn yoko... or the other possibility....get Hiei.
Yusuke was ready to laugh out at that idea. "Hiei? HA! Hiei probably never wants to see.." Yusuke cut himself off. The others were glaring at him. Even Yukina.
"Yusuke don't say that..please. Of course Hiei wants to see Kurama. Hiei's just..shy...and surprised by this. We can't let Kurama grow up thinking someone so close in our group doesn't want to see him." Yusuke nods gravely. "Right." He looks into Kuramas wide gold eyes as the little yoko stares at him, still suckling the bottle.
'Hiei, where are you? How can you...'
End ch2.
Okay.lemme explain. I hate 2nd chapters, u know that?-that is, I hate writing them. They're like bridge chaps for me and are never very good. Aka, usually the shortest. LEMME KNOW IF 2 GO ON! Bye--e