Sins of being Beautiful
Standard Disclaimer Apply
Note: [1] I write this fic just because my friend want to see an uke Youko Kurama. Gods, what have I done? This is insane, really. *blush* Shounen-ai/Yaoi. Don't like, don't read. I've warned you. [2] This fic is an A/U. (Alternate Universe) Hiei is older than Kurama and is Mukuro's adopted son. Kurama is never shot by the Hunter. Kuronue isn't dead and Yomi is still under Kurama's command.
Part I. Broken
"How is he?" asked a youkai with black wings and violet eyes--a chimera.
"Not very good. He didn't say anything nor touched the food. Hell, if he's staying this way, who's gonna run our band?" said a horned youkai, a bit irritated.
The chimera sighed and walked toward the door. "Yomi, I leave the band under your control. I'll deal with him." with that the chimera disappeared behind the door.
Yomi watched him go. Irritated. It was always Kuronue. Why not him? He wished he were the one to witnessed the proud fox in his weak state, soothing him, making him speak his mind. But nothing. He got nothing from the fox even though he was the one helped him out of that place. He just ignored him like he was a shit! One day he might get the fox under him, making him beg and plead. One day... The horned youkai stormed off, his mind full with anger and jealousy.
Kuronue closed the door behind him. His gaze set upon a beautiful youko with flowing silvery hair and golden eyes who was looking blankly out of the window. The youko seemed unaware of his presence, very unlike his normal self. "Kurama." The chimera called.
The silver youko's ears twitched despite none other expression changed. He didn't move even a bit. Kuronue approached the youko and gently grabbed the youko's chin, making him look straight into his eyes. "Kurama, tell me what happen?"
"None of your business." came a sharp reply.
"It's of course my business if it involves what troubled you!" Kuronue retorted. "No." the youko said softly, turning his head away but the chimera put more force in the grip and pulled him back. "Let go of me." Those golden eyes sparkled dangerously, speaking of death as he sensed Kurama's ki raised and the youko's hand reached for his hair.
Kuronue caught the youko's slender wrist with his other hand and pulled Kurama closer into a tight embrace. "I won't let you go even if I die. Not until you tell me what happened." He stroked the youko's silvery hair gently and whispered: "But I know you won't kill me. We're old friends, aren't we?"
Kurama stopped struggling, now leaning on his friend's chest. He could hear the heart beat under the skin. It would be easy to kill Kuronue at the moment. The chimera completely let his guard down. Yet, he couldn't. That meant Kuronue trusted him. And they were friends, knowing each other for a long time. He trusted this friend enough to speak his mind and had sworn not to betray him. He would never kill Kuronue because he was the only one he can trust.
The youko was leaning on his chest. So close that he could smell the rose scent that was the youko's hair. They were friends, he had said. Right. They were only friends and nothing more. He kept telling that to himself but all he wanted at the moment was to kiss him, touch him and...No! he shook that thought out of him. It was enough to know that the heartless, proud and care-for-no one-but-himself-thief, Youko Kurama trusted him. He wouldn't ask for more.
Time passed as they sat there and rain began pouring down the sky. Cold droplets touched their faces, making them cold and wet. "I think I should close the window." Kuronue announced. He patted the silver youko's hair and stood up.
The harsh wind blew Kuronue's hat away as he was going to close the window. "Hey!" The chimera tried to catch his hat but too late, it was gone. He heard the window closed. He whirled around and met with deep, piercing golden gaze. The youko gave him a dry cloth. "It's just a hat. No need to go out and find it."
"Is that your way of saying 'I want you to stay with me' ?" The chimera teased, playfulness came back to him. The youko shoved an elbow in his ribs but smiled a little. A moment later, the smile went back into a frown and the silver youko sat back on the bed.
"Kurama?"
"Sorry. It's like...I've just woken up from a dream...a nightmare."
"Then tell me." said the chimera, a serious tone in his voice. "Tell me what happen in the past whole week."
Kurama swallowed a lump in his throat then nodded.
***
Hiei recalled the memory of the past week. He remembered the feeling of skin against skin, flesh against flesh. How soft those silvery threads felt in his hand. Those tender lips...how sweet he tasted. He enjoyed every moment with the silver youko. Hiei had heard about youko before. They were creatures of sensuality and incredulous beauty. Yet, silver was rare among them. Youko could be dangerous and cunning. Careless, you would be killed within a blink.
Hiei smirked. The silver youko had been vulnerable. He had lost his energy in the fight with Mukuro. Trying to steal one of Mukuro's precious treasures and got caught meant nothing but death. He was surprised that Mukuro didn't kill him. "Hiei, you can have him." the Makai lord had said instead.
He licked his lips as he recalled the memory. "It's that fox, isn't it?" A voice rang from behind him. Unmistakably...Mukuro's.
"What're you saying?" He gave her a glare. Damn. He hated that knowing smile.
"Come on, I know there's nothing else that make you smile like that. Hiei, tell the truth." the Makai lord eyed her adopted son with the knowing smile her son hated on her lips. "You want that fox, don't you?"
"Hn. Stupid woman."
The room echoed Mukuro's chuckle, making it louder. "If you want him that much, why don't you go after him?" He bionic eye rolled in a circle. One way of mocking. "Or you're afraid that you can't fight him? That he will take revenge on you?" And she laughed again, this time louder.
"And whose fault is it that I can't use my jagan?" Mukuro stopped laughing. It was her fault that her son's third eye can't be of any use for a few weeks. She had tried to test her newest of newest weapon product on him and it turned out that his jagan was almost blind with the light it produced. Hiei had never wanted anything before and this time when he found what he wanted, her mistake stopped him. She met her son's crimson gaze. "Do you have any clue where he went?"
Hiei snorted. "Hn. If I knew, I wouldn't be here. I don't even know his name." On hearing that, Mukuro laughed again. "You don't even know his name but you fucked him all the week?"
"You want to help or what?" The fire youkai grimaced.
Mukuro bit her lips, trying to prevent herself from another fit of laughter. "If that's the problem, Hiei, it would be very easy." Hiei gave her a puzzle look. "His name is Youko Kurama. The notorious thief of Makai. You must have heard about him."
Youko Kurama? He had heard about him before. A silver youko. Cruel, heartless and cunning. Skillful thief. But never before had he imagined the notorious Youko Kurama to be so damn...beautiful.
***
Kuronue's violet eyes blazed with anger. How dare that little bastard...Damnit! He swore to kill that bastard if Kurama didn't kill him himself. He should have gone with Yomi and killed that bastard the most painful way if he didn't have to take care of the band. He knew Kurama wouldn't forgive him if he abandoned the band. The youko had high responsibility of being the chief of the band.
Kuronue looked at Kurama. He didn't want to leave the youko alone. He had such high pride. He might kill himself off. "Don't worry, I won't kill myself off." said the silver youko. Kuronue wondered if Kurama was able to read his mind. "Are you sure you don't want me to sleep with you?" asked the chimera, half joking.
"I'll be fine." came the answer.
"Okay. Take good care of yourself, Youko Kurama-sama." The chimera said, adding a sarcastic suffix and then left. But he didn't go anywhere far and came back just half an hour later to found the youko already sleeping. The chimera closed the door quietly, not wanting to wake the youko.
The rain had stopped, so he decided to open the window, letting soft breeze in the room. Wisp of wind caressed the youko's feature, playing with the silvery threads. Moonlight entered the room, illuminating soft glow on the youko's pale feature, making him looked more feminine than usual. Kuronue unconsciously traced his fingers on the long, fine silvery brows and down to his cheek. His fingers stopped when they met with Kurama's lips.
'So soft...I wonder if they are this soft...on my lips.' Slowly and softly, he bent down to touch the youko's lips with his own but stopped midway when the youko stirred in his sleep, murmuring something in his own tongue as tears streamed down those smooth cheeks. He had never seen Kurama cry before. The chimera didn't know what he was saying. Still, there was one word that Kuronue was able to pick. "Hiei..."
Owari!
Note: [3] Well, I'm not good at writing angst at all but my friend, my hentai and evil friend force me to. *sniff* (Actually, I'm not good at writing at all. Just an amateur.) Sorry, for my poor English and thank you for reading. Please REVIEW!
Standard Disclaimer Apply
Note: [1] I write this fic just because my friend want to see an uke Youko Kurama. Gods, what have I done? This is insane, really. *blush* Shounen-ai/Yaoi. Don't like, don't read. I've warned you. [2] This fic is an A/U. (Alternate Universe) Hiei is older than Kurama and is Mukuro's adopted son. Kurama is never shot by the Hunter. Kuronue isn't dead and Yomi is still under Kurama's command.
Part I. Broken
"How is he?" asked a youkai with black wings and violet eyes--a chimera.
"Not very good. He didn't say anything nor touched the food. Hell, if he's staying this way, who's gonna run our band?" said a horned youkai, a bit irritated.
The chimera sighed and walked toward the door. "Yomi, I leave the band under your control. I'll deal with him." with that the chimera disappeared behind the door.
Yomi watched him go. Irritated. It was always Kuronue. Why not him? He wished he were the one to witnessed the proud fox in his weak state, soothing him, making him speak his mind. But nothing. He got nothing from the fox even though he was the one helped him out of that place. He just ignored him like he was a shit! One day he might get the fox under him, making him beg and plead. One day... The horned youkai stormed off, his mind full with anger and jealousy.
Kuronue closed the door behind him. His gaze set upon a beautiful youko with flowing silvery hair and golden eyes who was looking blankly out of the window. The youko seemed unaware of his presence, very unlike his normal self. "Kurama." The chimera called.
The silver youko's ears twitched despite none other expression changed. He didn't move even a bit. Kuronue approached the youko and gently grabbed the youko's chin, making him look straight into his eyes. "Kurama, tell me what happen?"
"None of your business." came a sharp reply.
"It's of course my business if it involves what troubled you!" Kuronue retorted. "No." the youko said softly, turning his head away but the chimera put more force in the grip and pulled him back. "Let go of me." Those golden eyes sparkled dangerously, speaking of death as he sensed Kurama's ki raised and the youko's hand reached for his hair.
Kuronue caught the youko's slender wrist with his other hand and pulled Kurama closer into a tight embrace. "I won't let you go even if I die. Not until you tell me what happened." He stroked the youko's silvery hair gently and whispered: "But I know you won't kill me. We're old friends, aren't we?"
Kurama stopped struggling, now leaning on his friend's chest. He could hear the heart beat under the skin. It would be easy to kill Kuronue at the moment. The chimera completely let his guard down. Yet, he couldn't. That meant Kuronue trusted him. And they were friends, knowing each other for a long time. He trusted this friend enough to speak his mind and had sworn not to betray him. He would never kill Kuronue because he was the only one he can trust.
The youko was leaning on his chest. So close that he could smell the rose scent that was the youko's hair. They were friends, he had said. Right. They were only friends and nothing more. He kept telling that to himself but all he wanted at the moment was to kiss him, touch him and...No! he shook that thought out of him. It was enough to know that the heartless, proud and care-for-no one-but-himself-thief, Youko Kurama trusted him. He wouldn't ask for more.
Time passed as they sat there and rain began pouring down the sky. Cold droplets touched their faces, making them cold and wet. "I think I should close the window." Kuronue announced. He patted the silver youko's hair and stood up.
The harsh wind blew Kuronue's hat away as he was going to close the window. "Hey!" The chimera tried to catch his hat but too late, it was gone. He heard the window closed. He whirled around and met with deep, piercing golden gaze. The youko gave him a dry cloth. "It's just a hat. No need to go out and find it."
"Is that your way of saying 'I want you to stay with me' ?" The chimera teased, playfulness came back to him. The youko shoved an elbow in his ribs but smiled a little. A moment later, the smile went back into a frown and the silver youko sat back on the bed.
"Kurama?"
"Sorry. It's like...I've just woken up from a dream...a nightmare."
"Then tell me." said the chimera, a serious tone in his voice. "Tell me what happen in the past whole week."
Kurama swallowed a lump in his throat then nodded.
***
Hiei recalled the memory of the past week. He remembered the feeling of skin against skin, flesh against flesh. How soft those silvery threads felt in his hand. Those tender lips...how sweet he tasted. He enjoyed every moment with the silver youko. Hiei had heard about youko before. They were creatures of sensuality and incredulous beauty. Yet, silver was rare among them. Youko could be dangerous and cunning. Careless, you would be killed within a blink.
Hiei smirked. The silver youko had been vulnerable. He had lost his energy in the fight with Mukuro. Trying to steal one of Mukuro's precious treasures and got caught meant nothing but death. He was surprised that Mukuro didn't kill him. "Hiei, you can have him." the Makai lord had said instead.
He licked his lips as he recalled the memory. "It's that fox, isn't it?" A voice rang from behind him. Unmistakably...Mukuro's.
"What're you saying?" He gave her a glare. Damn. He hated that knowing smile.
"Come on, I know there's nothing else that make you smile like that. Hiei, tell the truth." the Makai lord eyed her adopted son with the knowing smile her son hated on her lips. "You want that fox, don't you?"
"Hn. Stupid woman."
The room echoed Mukuro's chuckle, making it louder. "If you want him that much, why don't you go after him?" He bionic eye rolled in a circle. One way of mocking. "Or you're afraid that you can't fight him? That he will take revenge on you?" And she laughed again, this time louder.
"And whose fault is it that I can't use my jagan?" Mukuro stopped laughing. It was her fault that her son's third eye can't be of any use for a few weeks. She had tried to test her newest of newest weapon product on him and it turned out that his jagan was almost blind with the light it produced. Hiei had never wanted anything before and this time when he found what he wanted, her mistake stopped him. She met her son's crimson gaze. "Do you have any clue where he went?"
Hiei snorted. "Hn. If I knew, I wouldn't be here. I don't even know his name." On hearing that, Mukuro laughed again. "You don't even know his name but you fucked him all the week?"
"You want to help or what?" The fire youkai grimaced.
Mukuro bit her lips, trying to prevent herself from another fit of laughter. "If that's the problem, Hiei, it would be very easy." Hiei gave her a puzzle look. "His name is Youko Kurama. The notorious thief of Makai. You must have heard about him."
Youko Kurama? He had heard about him before. A silver youko. Cruel, heartless and cunning. Skillful thief. But never before had he imagined the notorious Youko Kurama to be so damn...beautiful.
***
Kuronue's violet eyes blazed with anger. How dare that little bastard...Damnit! He swore to kill that bastard if Kurama didn't kill him himself. He should have gone with Yomi and killed that bastard the most painful way if he didn't have to take care of the band. He knew Kurama wouldn't forgive him if he abandoned the band. The youko had high responsibility of being the chief of the band.
Kuronue looked at Kurama. He didn't want to leave the youko alone. He had such high pride. He might kill himself off. "Don't worry, I won't kill myself off." said the silver youko. Kuronue wondered if Kurama was able to read his mind. "Are you sure you don't want me to sleep with you?" asked the chimera, half joking.
"I'll be fine." came the answer.
"Okay. Take good care of yourself, Youko Kurama-sama." The chimera said, adding a sarcastic suffix and then left. But he didn't go anywhere far and came back just half an hour later to found the youko already sleeping. The chimera closed the door quietly, not wanting to wake the youko.
The rain had stopped, so he decided to open the window, letting soft breeze in the room. Wisp of wind caressed the youko's feature, playing with the silvery threads. Moonlight entered the room, illuminating soft glow on the youko's pale feature, making him looked more feminine than usual. Kuronue unconsciously traced his fingers on the long, fine silvery brows and down to his cheek. His fingers stopped when they met with Kurama's lips.
'So soft...I wonder if they are this soft...on my lips.' Slowly and softly, he bent down to touch the youko's lips with his own but stopped midway when the youko stirred in his sleep, murmuring something in his own tongue as tears streamed down those smooth cheeks. He had never seen Kurama cry before. The chimera didn't know what he was saying. Still, there was one word that Kuronue was able to pick. "Hiei..."
Owari!
Note: [3] Well, I'm not good at writing angst at all but my friend, my hentai and evil friend force me to. *sniff* (Actually, I'm not good at writing at all. Just an amateur.) Sorry, for my poor English and thank you for reading. Please REVIEW!
