Backwards Affairs
Chapter 1: A Long Awaited Invitation
By Miko Jaganshi

"Hn." he muttered as his red eyes scanned the piece of paper. He wasn't quite sure how to reply to it.HeâEd never been invited to anything before. Especially something labeled as a special occasion.
"Whatever..." he tossed the paper over his shoulder and watched it float lightly down towards the grass. Hiei didn't need some stupid invitation. He watched to make sure it was really gone for good as he crouched in a tree in the park near his kitsune's house. Speaking of his kitsune, school should be ending soon.(School... Stupid ningen thing.) he thought. He glared at the empty space in front of him for a while, then fled the park moving as fast as he could, which in fact was quite fast. He finally slowed and rested in a tall pine tree overlooking the High School. This was Red's school. For many seemingly endless minutes, Hiei stared at the vacant basketball court on the school campus.
"Basketball....hn." Kurama had tried to tell him about this ningen game before, but it only resulted in him developing a hate for orange, inflatable spheres. Actually, Hiei had a particularly clear memory of trying to play basketball with Kurama. He tried his best, without his katana, but in the end succomed to Kurama's superior playing skills. By a landslide. And Kurama hadn't even boasted as he usually did. He just said "Oh it's nothing.I'll teach you to play later, Quickfire."
"Hm?" Hiei was suddenly awakened back to his tall pine tree when the fairly large Shuuichi Minamino fan club emerged from the double doors. I must be on my way now. Save the rest for me for later... Kurama sweetly called to a certain blonde ningen female as he nibbled one of the many pieces of chocolate she offered him.
She melted. "No problem...."
Hiei grunted to attract the fox's attention. "Hn. It worked."
"Hello Firefly." he flashed out one of those gorgeous smiles very few,even close to him, viewed. He hopped over to Hiei's tree. "You waited for me?" he gestured to his chest. "Again? Youâ're so sweet." (And you're blatantly vain.) "Only for you, Greeneyes..." he whispered in a hoarse growl.
Is that an invitation? he asked quietly, his eyes glittering.
"To what?" He waved it off. "Oh never mind, you."
He shrugged.