"Burning Abyss"
Chapter Eight: I Was Made For Dancing
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any verses/lyrics that are displayed which are not of my work. Please ask to use any verses in case they may be mine. (I write a few of my own poems)
Warning: May be some sexual content, harsh language, violence, and usual relationships. (Yaoi/Yuri/Het/etc.) YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Flames towards this issue and plagiarism will NOT be tolerated.
Written by- AoiHyou
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Authors Note-
Ah, alas. I think I should thank you all for your reviews... They perk me up quite the bit!
I have, recently, gotten a flame for this story. It was (as almost all others) anonymous and I deleted it immediately. (Of course, I *only* put the warning and 'no flames' thing at the end AND beginning of EVERY chapter...)
I really don't give a damn because it wasn't even constructive... it was pointless blabber about yaoi. (Which I forewarn EVERY chapter)
Okay. Enough ranting ^^. I would like to thank my faithful reviewers and any others who read but don't review. It gets me feeling all fuzzy to see that you like the story...
And so, as long as my creative side is thriving and a few still like this story, I will continue ^^. (Well... maybe at a slow pace)
I am, also, aware that my spelling/grammar is not always... wonderful. Please excuse my mistakes .
Enjoy, and don't forget to review! ^^
Chapter Note-
Reminder: Miyako is Keiko and Yusuke's daughter ^^.
Note: Kuronue has wings (bat wings) but they are (obviously) too small to really allow him to fly. The best he could do was hover for a bit.
Also. This chapter has not been beta read... Please excuse minor... issues.
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You get me rolling like a wheel on the road
Turning round and round no where to go
I got to find out if your feeling is true
It's hard to tell so this is what I do...
And every time I want more
I take you out on the floor...
I was made for dancing all night long
I was made for dancing all night long
The days and nights I'm movin' running with you
You're such a crazy love; you're tearing me in two
I spend my time and change my face for you.
It's such a crazy love, you can see on my face
And every time I want more...
I take you out on the floor-
I was made for dancing all night long
I was made for dancing all night long...
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Music was, indeed, a wide spread language.
The wild beat of an unknown song traveled through the air, ringing out past the yelling, the laughing, the dancing. The otherwise silent Makai forest sang with music, resonating from a topless shack.
Drinks, which had pretty much the same result as alcohol was passed around, downed and drunk endlessly.
Dancing bodies swayed and feet hit the ground, making it rumble.
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"No! We are not going to a rave!" A long black haired Youkai tried to resist the pull of his partner as they neared the entrance.
"Psh! You need to get out more." The other snorted, not relenting and dragging him along anyways.
"I don't have the logic of a youko." The other retorted, still trying to go the other direction.
"A shame." The fox replied, landing them right at the entrance.
"Kurama! We are not going to a fucking rave! You know we have guys after us! We just stole artifacts from a palace barely TWO MILES from here!"
"May we enter?" The violet-eyed one's language and yelling was ignored as the youko turned his attention to the guard. The guard glanced at them, lingering on the kitsune's body for longer than the chimera felt comfortable with.
"You may enter." He answered gruffly, noticing purple eyes boring death at him.
"But I don't—" The winged demon looked back to the fox, trying to keep his argument up. Fruitlessly.
They entered.
"Kurama..." The Kitsune put on an innocent expression as violet eyes glared at him.
"Yes, Kuro-chan?"
"I swear—" The fox smirked again. The music had begun.
Kuronue was suddenly swept into the middle of the floor. Well, perhaps a bit off center. If they'd been in the middle, they would be burned in the bonfire.
He found his arm released, the silver kitsune stopping before him to initiate the dance.
The Kitsune was a born dancer. He swung his body teasingly, making a few heads turn in awe. Even his fighting had been breathtaking, but now, in full blast... that body was marvelous.
"Kurama—"
"Hn." He found himself thrown into the air, right over the fire. His eyes widened as those flames hissed at his limbs.
He was too paralyzed to use his wings. He even forgot about the fact that there were probably men entering the room right now to slaughter them.
There was gasping around the floor as even the intoxicated demons stopped to watch.
He felt the fire almost upon him when a slender arm grabbed him. He was caught, suspended still, above the flame.
Golden eyes looked at him in an extremely amused way as a silky tail was wrapped around his waist.
"Did that scare you?" He was about to retort when the felt the fire lash at him again, the heat right on his back.
Then he was flying again, those arms releasing him and the tail propelling him backwards.
He was well aware of the stares he was getting, but more intent on landing on his feet. The chimera barely did so, resulting in a spin, which seemed more planned than it actually was.
Those arms caught him again, just as he'd gained balance.
The light from the fire played on the kitsune's face, his body. It illuminated his appearance through the cloth of his outfit, leaving very little to imagination. Those golden eyes glimmered, even more fantastic than usual with those red reflections dancing in them.
"Dance." Those soft lips whispered in his ear suddenly, making him shiver.
By now, all those present, save a few drunks, were watching.
He felt his waist taken hold of, a leg coming behind him, as if to trip him. He lost his balance as the youko had planned, and was held, the other arm keeping him from falling. He felt himself being spun, the arm on his waist reaching to his wrist, to release him, throwing him farther.
He was drawn back, caught by those arms again. Those eyes.
"You are beautiful..." He murmured, entranced by those eyes, that body, swinging before him. All thoughts of pursuers were lost in his mind.
"As are you." The Kitsune replied, smirking.
He was caught in a series of spins, twists, springs, all of which seemed planned by his partner.
The air around them was hushed, only the music dared interrupt, but even the music seemed to intrude, seemed unworthy.
"I knew you would enjoy this." Those lips brushed past his ear again, leaving him with another shiver.
"As I said... I do not have youko logic." He was embraced from behind, strong hands clasping on his waist.
"Hn." He felt himself lifted into the air by his waist, airborne, flying, free. His wings, which were too small to truly allow him to fly, had never given him such a sensation. He felt like laughing out loud.
How wonderful the wind felt against his hair, how the dull music accented this feeling.
But it was over soon; those arms bringing him back down.
His breath was deep, his body excited, his senses peaked. He grinned.
"But I do admit... I find this is enjoyable." The fox gave a feral grin, throwing him into the air once more as the music reached its climax.
Then, just as the beat stopped, he was caught from behind, midair.
"Keh..." He felt a smirk in his hair as they landed, those arms wrapped around him again, surrounding him securely.
Suddenly, there was a bursting applause, one unexpected from a demon audience. Wolf whistles and yells were heard, making the chimera blush.
"I knew you would." The words were whispered into his ear just as music restarted, throwing them into another dance.
The fox grabbed him again, intent on whirling him into the air.
Then, suddenly, a shot rang out.
The winged youkai found himself flung the other way. He landed ungracefully, scampering to his feet. He looked around, confused. Then he saw it.
A ki ball was whizzing towards the youko.
One that had been meant for him.
"KURAMA!"
~*~
I was made for dancing all night long...
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Kuronue ran through the forest as quickly as his legs could carry him. His eyes scanned the area, open in a sort of fear. Darting wildly.
He finally found what he was looking for. A cave. A secluded cave. He dashed for it, jumping in.
There were yells from a distance off, yells he couldn't make out but already knew the message they carried.
He breathed deeply, concentrating on making a kekkai to shield them from their pursuers senses.
There was a moment of tension as the pursuers stopped around the cave.
He breathed in relief as they passed.
"We're safe, Kurama." He spoke to a bundle in his arms. The youko was in his fox form, bleeding severely. He was easier to carry this way.
The fox eased himself to his youko form.
"All that for a mirror?" The kitsune muttered, meaning an artifact they'd stolen from their assailants. He clutched his stomach, wincing as it bled more.
"Are you okay...?" The chimera was unscratched.
Because Kurama had taken the blow for him.
"Hn. I'm fine." Kuronue frowned slightly.
"Why?" He questioned.
"Hn?"
"Why did you do that for me...?"
Kurama stared at him as if he were stupid. He opened his mouth, eyes still boring into the chimera's.
"Because I love you, baka. And that is what friends do, watch over one another." He replied, grinning.
"That is so cheesy." Kuronue spat, his cheeks a faint red.
"Is it...?" He was startled as warm golden eyes looked into his. They looked so... trusting. Loving.
"Hn. Crazy fox." He leaned forward, careful not to hit the wound, and touched his lips to the youko's.
My crazy fox...
The pendant flashed black.
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I never say more than I need
The mystery runs deep
The dangers buried below
The secrets that you keep...
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Miyako skipped along the side of the road, one hand in Shizuru's and the other flailing to keep balance. Her hair, which was slightly above her shoulders, was tied in two pigtails. Her pink dress, with its flower prints, made her look like any other normal five year old.
"Miyako-chan, are you hungry?" Shizuru smiled at her friend's daughter, motioning towards a café a few paces away.
"Yes Shizuru-san!" The little girl's brown eyes lit up like light bulbs and her smile widened.
"All right, then." She led the girl to the door and asked for a table.
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"Nee, Shizuru-san?" The woman looked to Miyako and almost laughed as she saw cream smeared on her face.
"Hai?" She replied, motioning to her own mouth. Miyako blinked once, then blushed a bit and rubbed the cream off.
"I was wondering..."
"Hai?" Shizuru picked her drink up, sipping from it.
"Who was that guy with silver hair?" She asked, her voice truly curious. She blinked once again as the lady before her froze. The cup fell to the table and shattered with a loud crash.
"Na-nani?"
"The one that was watching over Hiei-san. He followed otousan and Hiei-san all the way to Genkai-sama's..."
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End Chapter Eight.
*Blinks* Am I the only one that's getting deja vou?
I bet you never thought SHE was involved! *Laughs* *Pauses* Oh... you did? Heh... *Sweat drop* Ignore me.
Heh... Yep. Youko Kurama freak dances! WhoO! (*Sweat drop*)
All right. The whole deal with them dancing was... 1. I needed a way for them to get closer other than 'blanket' scenes. 2. It was... *winks* very... vivid... in my mind.
Kurama/Hiei fluff? *Blinks again* Ummm... sure. Why not. Soon! I swear! I'm pretty sure the next chapter will be either Yusuke/Keiko or Botan/Koenma. (Or both)
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