I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, but I do own Hana. This is a Kurama/OC story.
The songs Hana sings aren't mine.
Demon's Stone (part four)
Hana woke to see the four men snoring away. She untangled her hands from Kurama's hand and hair before rising. She dressed in a clean priestess outfit and began to cook breakfast. Kurama woke to the smell of food and a soft voice, singing. He walked into the kitchen to see her making eggs and singing a song.
" 'You lift me up, I touch the sky When there's a tear you wipe my eye Everyone, I think, should know Where I am you always go
You are shadow You are light You take the darkness from the night I am always safe and free Cause you're watching over me' "
She turned around and blinked at him. He was leaning against the doorframe and his eyes were closed. She walked over to him and waved her hand infront of him. He didn't move. She frowned and bit her nail, only to have a warm hand pull her hand away. She blinked and looked at him. He smiled down at her and kissed her fingertips.
"I heard you singing, your voice is very beautiful." he complimented. She blushed slightly and a small smile curved her lips up.
"Thank you. Do you want scrambled eggs or fried?" she asked. He smirked and sniffed the air.
"I don't care," he shrugged. She nodded and turned back to the eggs. He smirked and studied her backside. He looked away when Kuwabara stepped into the room, yawning loudly.
"What's for breakfast?" he asked.
"Eggs, bacon, and pancakes." Hana chirped. She pulled out some eggs and cracked them into a bowl. She made the batter and poured it on a frying pan. She flipped the pancakes, making them light brown. She put the finished on a plate and added more batter. She soon had a plate full of pancakes and a pan of bacon and eggs. She set the table for four places and put the food down. Yuusuke, whom had just woken up, and Kuwabara started to scarf down the food. Kurama slowly ate his food. Hana peeked into the room and found Hiei still asleep. She brought a plate of food out to him and waved it under his nose. His eye cracked open and he glared at her.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't you want some food? Yuusuke and Kuwabara are scarfing it down but I managed to get you some bacon." she held out the plate. He looked at it and took it.
"Thanks," he muttered. She smiled and nodded. She paused at the doorway.
"Don't worry, I won't tell them." she reasurred him. He smirked slightly and nodded, trusting her to keep her word. She walked out to see the food gone and two of her charges had very full bellies.
"Ah, that was good food!" Yuusuke said, patting his stomach.
"Thank you kind sir," she curtysied slightly to him, taking the dirty plates. When she leaned over Kurama, he smelled her slight perfume. He blushed slightly and grabbed the remaining dishes. He followed her into the kitchen and put the dishes by the sink. "Thank you Kurama," she murmured. She filled the sink up with hot water and rolled her sleeves back. She put a bandana over her hair and tied it in the back. She began to wash the dishes, not realising he was still there. Kurama wordlessly started to rinse the dishes she had washed and put them in the drying rack. She smiled slightly and continued to scrub at the pan. She paused when she felt Kurama brush against her.
"Sorry," he said softly, a slight blush on his cheeks. She smiled at him and turned back to her work. She was beyond frustrated with this pan, it just wouldn't come clean. Finally she growled and tossed down the green scrubber . "What's wrong?"
"The stupid pan won't come clean." she complained. She turned to him and blinked. He was standing right behind her and he was holding a plate. He blinked and stared at her. She opened her mouth but closed it when she forgot what she was going to say. He put the plate down and turned back to her.
"Is something wrong?"
"No. No, nothing's wrong." she said, looking away. She was just about to leave when he caught her arm. He turned her to him and looked in her eyes. He could read confusion in her eyes, but also found something else. He didn't reconize it though. He didn't realise that he was moving his head down towards hers. They were a few inches apart when Kuwabara came in.
"Hey what's going o....." he stopped, seeing them break apart imediantly. "Oh. Sorry," he scratched his head and left. Hana mentally berated herself for nearly kissing Kurama. She froze when she felt Kurama touch her shoulder. She slowly turned around and looked at him. He leaned forward and pressed his lips on hers.Her eyes closed as she kissed back. His arms came around her waist and back, hers went around his neck. He gently coaxed her lips open and explored her open mouth. He pressed her to his hard body and completely dominated her. She let him dominate, making his demon instincts go crazy. He kissed down her neck to her collarbone. He bit down, marking her as his. Her eyes flared open and she bit him, claiming him for hers. Her blood made his body thrum at the power in it. She carefully licked his wound, sealing it. Her own demon instincts thrumming with the power from his blood. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. She leaned up and pressed her lips to his, pressing her body close to his.
"Hana?"
"Kurama," she whispered. He shivered, his name on her lips felt right.
"I love you,"
"I love you too,"
Demon's Stone (part four)
Hana woke to see the four men snoring away. She untangled her hands from Kurama's hand and hair before rising. She dressed in a clean priestess outfit and began to cook breakfast. Kurama woke to the smell of food and a soft voice, singing. He walked into the kitchen to see her making eggs and singing a song.
" 'You lift me up, I touch the sky When there's a tear you wipe my eye Everyone, I think, should know Where I am you always go
You are shadow You are light You take the darkness from the night I am always safe and free Cause you're watching over me' "
She turned around and blinked at him. He was leaning against the doorframe and his eyes were closed. She walked over to him and waved her hand infront of him. He didn't move. She frowned and bit her nail, only to have a warm hand pull her hand away. She blinked and looked at him. He smiled down at her and kissed her fingertips.
"I heard you singing, your voice is very beautiful." he complimented. She blushed slightly and a small smile curved her lips up.
"Thank you. Do you want scrambled eggs or fried?" she asked. He smirked and sniffed the air.
"I don't care," he shrugged. She nodded and turned back to the eggs. He smirked and studied her backside. He looked away when Kuwabara stepped into the room, yawning loudly.
"What's for breakfast?" he asked.
"Eggs, bacon, and pancakes." Hana chirped. She pulled out some eggs and cracked them into a bowl. She made the batter and poured it on a frying pan. She flipped the pancakes, making them light brown. She put the finished on a plate and added more batter. She soon had a plate full of pancakes and a pan of bacon and eggs. She set the table for four places and put the food down. Yuusuke, whom had just woken up, and Kuwabara started to scarf down the food. Kurama slowly ate his food. Hana peeked into the room and found Hiei still asleep. She brought a plate of food out to him and waved it under his nose. His eye cracked open and he glared at her.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't you want some food? Yuusuke and Kuwabara are scarfing it down but I managed to get you some bacon." she held out the plate. He looked at it and took it.
"Thanks," he muttered. She smiled and nodded. She paused at the doorway.
"Don't worry, I won't tell them." she reasurred him. He smirked slightly and nodded, trusting her to keep her word. She walked out to see the food gone and two of her charges had very full bellies.
"Ah, that was good food!" Yuusuke said, patting his stomach.
"Thank you kind sir," she curtysied slightly to him, taking the dirty plates. When she leaned over Kurama, he smelled her slight perfume. He blushed slightly and grabbed the remaining dishes. He followed her into the kitchen and put the dishes by the sink. "Thank you Kurama," she murmured. She filled the sink up with hot water and rolled her sleeves back. She put a bandana over her hair and tied it in the back. She began to wash the dishes, not realising he was still there. Kurama wordlessly started to rinse the dishes she had washed and put them in the drying rack. She smiled slightly and continued to scrub at the pan. She paused when she felt Kurama brush against her.
"Sorry," he said softly, a slight blush on his cheeks. She smiled at him and turned back to her work. She was beyond frustrated with this pan, it just wouldn't come clean. Finally she growled and tossed down the green scrubber . "What's wrong?"
"The stupid pan won't come clean." she complained. She turned to him and blinked. He was standing right behind her and he was holding a plate. He blinked and stared at her. She opened her mouth but closed it when she forgot what she was going to say. He put the plate down and turned back to her.
"Is something wrong?"
"No. No, nothing's wrong." she said, looking away. She was just about to leave when he caught her arm. He turned her to him and looked in her eyes. He could read confusion in her eyes, but also found something else. He didn't reconize it though. He didn't realise that he was moving his head down towards hers. They were a few inches apart when Kuwabara came in.
"Hey what's going o....." he stopped, seeing them break apart imediantly. "Oh. Sorry," he scratched his head and left. Hana mentally berated herself for nearly kissing Kurama. She froze when she felt Kurama touch her shoulder. She slowly turned around and looked at him. He leaned forward and pressed his lips on hers.Her eyes closed as she kissed back. His arms came around her waist and back, hers went around his neck. He gently coaxed her lips open and explored her open mouth. He pressed her to his hard body and completely dominated her. She let him dominate, making his demon instincts go crazy. He kissed down her neck to her collarbone. He bit down, marking her as his. Her eyes flared open and she bit him, claiming him for hers. Her blood made his body thrum at the power in it. She carefully licked his wound, sealing it. Her own demon instincts thrumming with the power from his blood. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. She leaned up and pressed her lips to his, pressing her body close to his.
"Hana?"
"Kurama," she whispered. He shivered, his name on her lips felt right.
"I love you,"
"I love you too,"