Roses Are Black...
By MysticHakai24
Shiori smiled as the door opened and shut. She greeted her son happily, "Irrasahai, musuko! How was your day?"
Kurama smiled, a real one, he was always glad and happy with his mother. "Great, Okaasan. It's just that tomorrow is Valentine's Day, I hope we don't get as many chocolates as last year," he said, trying not to boast.
Shiori nodded, "True." She smiled, "Oh, yes, Shuuichi-kun, I was cleaning your room today ("You didn't need to," Kurama protested.) and I found this lovely bouquet of blue Dandelions, I didn't know Dandelions were blue."
"Uhh..."
"And there was a card with it. I didn't read the card, though, Shuuichi-kun. I know you and respect your privacy. But the roses were beautiful." Shiori smiled.
Kurama nodded. His mother always respected him. "Okay, Okaasan, I'm going upstairs to do my homework. Ja!" And he ran up the stairs quickly.
Shiori was right. Sitting on his desk were blue Dandelions. Strange. Kurama approached them after dropping his briefcase on his neat bed. Lying gently in-between to of the largest flowers was a card, plain and simple and pictureless. It was a blank card except for the writing inside. Kurama read slowly:
Tommoro is the dae, itooshi i'm cuming...
Kurama placed the card down. He shook his head and undressed. Then put on something comfortable. He settled down on his chair and faced his desk, his hand reached inside his briefcase and took out a history textbook. He took out a piece of neat loose-leaf and began writing his report on one of the Aztec Indians.
The window was opened, welcoming the wind and the stranger that just jumped inside the bedroom. Hiei looked around the room, nothing different. He looked at Kurama, nothing different. It was the same beautiful and sexy red hair and the best dazzling emerald eyes. There was the same lovely pale face and those delicious, soft lips.
"How are you, Hiei?" Kurama asked finally, turning so he can face the half-koorime.
Hiei glared. "Let's just say this, I'm not dead."
Kurama chuckled. "Always the pratical one, ne, Hiei?"
"Hn." The Jaganshi looked around the room, his three eyes finally resting on the wooden desk's vase. It was now filled with lovely roses and flowers. "What's that?" he asked innocently, trying not to sound like he already knew.
Kurama blushed a little. "Well, someone gave those to me," he replied simply.
"Do you like them?"
Kurama blinked. He never knew Hiei to ask that kind of a question. But he answered anyway. "Yes, they're nice. But if I knew who it was from, it would be better." The fox smiled. "What brought you here, Hiei?"
Hiei grunted. "Nowhere else to go. Already checked on Yukina and she's alive."
"Hiei, aren't you going to tell her that you're her brother yet?" Kurama asked. He was feeling a bit guilty to keep lying to her about her missing brother. But it was for her sake, as Hiei had recited clearly before.
"Hn."
"Whatever." And Kurama continued his report, he flipped a few pages in his textbook. He though of a question to ask Hiei. Kurama turned around, but Hiei was gone.
* * *
After a wonderful meal with his mother, Kurama walked out of the shower, supressing a yawn. He was exhausted today, though he did not a have a clue why. He walked over to his bed, packed his books back into their bag, and sat.
After enough yawns, Kurama lie down,but he suddenly sat up. There was something behind him, lying on the bed already, though it was an inanimate object.
Again, it was a rose, a pale blue rose. And tied to the blue rose was a message, a short one no less, but still seemed threatening:
Just a fewe more ours, koi. Just a fewe more ours...
That sent chill a down Kurama's spine. Tomorrow's event would be... interesting.
* * *
By MysticHakai24
Shiori smiled as the door opened and shut. She greeted her son happily, "Irrasahai, musuko! How was your day?"
Kurama smiled, a real one, he was always glad and happy with his mother. "Great, Okaasan. It's just that tomorrow is Valentine's Day, I hope we don't get as many chocolates as last year," he said, trying not to boast.
Shiori nodded, "True." She smiled, "Oh, yes, Shuuichi-kun, I was cleaning your room today ("You didn't need to," Kurama protested.) and I found this lovely bouquet of blue Dandelions, I didn't know Dandelions were blue."
"Uhh..."
"And there was a card with it. I didn't read the card, though, Shuuichi-kun. I know you and respect your privacy. But the roses were beautiful." Shiori smiled.
Kurama nodded. His mother always respected him. "Okay, Okaasan, I'm going upstairs to do my homework. Ja!" And he ran up the stairs quickly.
Shiori was right. Sitting on his desk were blue Dandelions. Strange. Kurama approached them after dropping his briefcase on his neat bed. Lying gently in-between to of the largest flowers was a card, plain and simple and pictureless. It was a blank card except for the writing inside. Kurama read slowly:
Tommoro is the dae, itooshi i'm cuming...
Kurama placed the card down. He shook his head and undressed. Then put on something comfortable. He settled down on his chair and faced his desk, his hand reached inside his briefcase and took out a history textbook. He took out a piece of neat loose-leaf and began writing his report on one of the Aztec Indians.
The window was opened, welcoming the wind and the stranger that just jumped inside the bedroom. Hiei looked around the room, nothing different. He looked at Kurama, nothing different. It was the same beautiful and sexy red hair and the best dazzling emerald eyes. There was the same lovely pale face and those delicious, soft lips.
"How are you, Hiei?" Kurama asked finally, turning so he can face the half-koorime.
Hiei glared. "Let's just say this, I'm not dead."
Kurama chuckled. "Always the pratical one, ne, Hiei?"
"Hn." The Jaganshi looked around the room, his three eyes finally resting on the wooden desk's vase. It was now filled with lovely roses and flowers. "What's that?" he asked innocently, trying not to sound like he already knew.
Kurama blushed a little. "Well, someone gave those to me," he replied simply.
"Do you like them?"
Kurama blinked. He never knew Hiei to ask that kind of a question. But he answered anyway. "Yes, they're nice. But if I knew who it was from, it would be better." The fox smiled. "What brought you here, Hiei?"
Hiei grunted. "Nowhere else to go. Already checked on Yukina and she's alive."
"Hiei, aren't you going to tell her that you're her brother yet?" Kurama asked. He was feeling a bit guilty to keep lying to her about her missing brother. But it was for her sake, as Hiei had recited clearly before.
"Hn."
"Whatever." And Kurama continued his report, he flipped a few pages in his textbook. He though of a question to ask Hiei. Kurama turned around, but Hiei was gone.
* * *
After a wonderful meal with his mother, Kurama walked out of the shower, supressing a yawn. He was exhausted today, though he did not a have a clue why. He walked over to his bed, packed his books back into their bag, and sat.
After enough yawns, Kurama lie down,but he suddenly sat up. There was something behind him, lying on the bed already, though it was an inanimate object.
Again, it was a rose, a pale blue rose. And tied to the blue rose was a message, a short one no less, but still seemed threatening:
Just a fewe more ours, koi. Just a fewe more ours...
That sent chill a down Kurama's spine. Tomorrow's event would be... interesting.
* * *
