Ookkeeee.. This first chappie is gonna be kidna slow.. but I promise it get
better^^
I dun own YYH
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"If I can't have you--"
"-then no one can."
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"But she's a very nice girl, Shuuichi! Her father's the owner of a huge firm, and look at her picture here--" Shiori paused a moment to rummage through her purse, successfully extracting a some what wrinkled photo of a girl. "-she's simply stunning, isn't she?"
Kurama simply shook his head in exasperation. He ran his fingers through his hair, sifting through the silky, red material. "Yes I know, Kasaan," he tried to begin, rather impatiently, "but I don't think she's my type." He pushed the photo away.
"Shuuichi, you must at least take more than a one-second peek at it!"
Unable to refuse his mother such an insignificant task, Kurama reluctantly agreed. He gazed at the color rendition of the person, and he had to agree, she had a striking figure. Her tresses were of a rich ebony, with pale, smooth skin, deep chocolate eyes, and a tiny quaint mouth. However, he had his hopes set on a different certain youkai with an even more desirable, and quainter lips.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth when he thought of the fire demon, one that did not go unnoticed by his mother.
"I knew it! She is darling, isn't she?" Kurama's mother cried in happiness, sounding much like an over-enthused cheerleader. "I simply knew you would approve--"
"-yes, she's very pretty mother, but I have to say, she's just not my type." Nor is any other girl, he thought to himself. But, he decided to keep this bit of information to himself, in fear of the response it would draw from her.
Shiori had been on his case for months now to get married. Kurama knew it would make his mother happy, but it was something he could not do. However, as the weeks passed, the pressure from his mother was getting more and more serious. He was afraid, that in due time, she would act rashly.
"Kasaan, I really have to get back in time for work. And, I'll think about it." Kurama motioned for the waitress, who hurried over, of course, not without some flirtatious gestures, at which Kurama inwardly scoffed, and collected their check. After everything was in order, he stood up.
"Shuuichi," Shiori said, also rising from her seat, "please, you should find a girl. You're already reaching your late 20's, and believe me, it is terribly lonesome without a partner in life."
"I know, I know."
The pair began walking out to the car. Kurama hated how the atmosphere was always so tense as of late. He stopped at the passenger side, and opened the door for his mother, and then got in on his own side.
Kurama's mother started again. "Shuuichi, I really can't see what your problem is though. You know you have so many girls after you, I'm sure there is someone."
Kurama gripped the steering wheel somewhat tighter, and let out a long sigh. "Yes, Kasaan, I told you, I'm just not interested in them now."
"Anyway. Shuuichi, I forgot to mention this sooner, but I arranged for you to have dinner with Lindsay. Remember her?"
Kurama inwardly groaned. He hated how his mother would arrange dates for him, and always with the most monotonous of women.
"Kasaan, you didn't have to do that--"
"-I will have no excuses this time. You're going, and I'm sure you'll find her wonderful. I heard she's really very brilliant, and pretty too, I'm sure you two will get along fine."
"But Kasaan--"
"No, Shuuichi, you're going, and I expect to hear that you had a good time."
The rest of the car ride was spent in silence.
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Kurama didn't bother to look up from his work as he sensed a familiar ki entering his room. He was flattered, as always, that Hiei would deliberately not mask his ki, just for him.
Kurama could almost feel his heart skip a beat, as the object of his affections came up behind him. He could almost swear his ki was rising, and if he didn't calm down soon, Hiei would definitely notice.
"Hello there."
"You still slaving over ningen rubbish, fox?"
"Actually Hiei, it's not quite rubbish. I find this rather interesting." He gestured toward his charts of photosynthetic chemical processes and other botanical related items.
"Hn. Typical sentimental fox."
After casting one last disapproving look over Kurama's notes, Hiei walked over to the nearby corner, and pulled out his katana to polish.
Following a couple moments of silence, Kurama spoke.
"I have to leave for dinner tonight."
Kurama noticed Hiei had momentarily stopped his movements, but continued them after a second.
"Hn. With who?"
"Another girl. Kasaan set up another date, I think she's trying to marry me off."
Hiei looked up at him for a couple seconds. Kurama could've sworn he saw..... was it jealousy in that gaze? And even a hint of sadness.
"Whatever, fox."
Kurama glanced at the clock on his bed stand.
"I should be going now, I have to be there at 7." Kurama glanced over himself. "More like, I should be changing."
He sifted through his wardrobe, and came up with a pair of black slacks and a deep green top. After donning the articles, he checked in the mirror to see how he looked. Even though he may not like the girl, there was no point in looking like a slum. Forgetting there was another person in the room, Kurama began admiring himself from different angles.
"Vain, aren't we, fox?"
Hiei's voice snapped Kurama out of his actions, and a deep blush spread across the bridge of his nose.
"I--"
"-Hn." Hiei stood up, a look of amusement on his face. "There appears to be no point in staying here now. I'm going." And with that, Hiei disappeared out of the window.
Kurama sighed, and finished readying himself for dinner.
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As soon as Kurama stepped into the door, he was greeted by an overly enthused mother.
"Shuuichi dear! How was it? She's marvelous, right? And very pretty too. You like her, don't you?"
Kurama pried himself away from his mother's hold and sat down on the couch. In truth, the evening had not been that unpleasant, but still, rather uncomfortable. He had to agree that Kiara, the other girl, was charming in all aspects, but he simply wasn't interested. He could tell that she wasn't that enthusiastic either, and for once, he was grateful there was someone who didn't go gaga over his looks.
He sighed audibly. "Really, Kasaan, she's a very nice lady. But--"
"-Oh! That's very good to hear." Shiori demeanor suddenly brightened considerably, and Kurama just didn't have the heart to object.
"You see Shuuichi," Shiori said, "I've already arranged it between her father and I for you two to get married."
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Yea.. I know.. that was a bit.. slow.. and it suckd. but it'll get better.. plz review!!!
I dun own YYH
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"If I can't have you--"
"-then no one can."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"But she's a very nice girl, Shuuichi! Her father's the owner of a huge firm, and look at her picture here--" Shiori paused a moment to rummage through her purse, successfully extracting a some what wrinkled photo of a girl. "-she's simply stunning, isn't she?"
Kurama simply shook his head in exasperation. He ran his fingers through his hair, sifting through the silky, red material. "Yes I know, Kasaan," he tried to begin, rather impatiently, "but I don't think she's my type." He pushed the photo away.
"Shuuichi, you must at least take more than a one-second peek at it!"
Unable to refuse his mother such an insignificant task, Kurama reluctantly agreed. He gazed at the color rendition of the person, and he had to agree, she had a striking figure. Her tresses were of a rich ebony, with pale, smooth skin, deep chocolate eyes, and a tiny quaint mouth. However, he had his hopes set on a different certain youkai with an even more desirable, and quainter lips.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth when he thought of the fire demon, one that did not go unnoticed by his mother.
"I knew it! She is darling, isn't she?" Kurama's mother cried in happiness, sounding much like an over-enthused cheerleader. "I simply knew you would approve--"
"-yes, she's very pretty mother, but I have to say, she's just not my type." Nor is any other girl, he thought to himself. But, he decided to keep this bit of information to himself, in fear of the response it would draw from her.
Shiori had been on his case for months now to get married. Kurama knew it would make his mother happy, but it was something he could not do. However, as the weeks passed, the pressure from his mother was getting more and more serious. He was afraid, that in due time, she would act rashly.
"Kasaan, I really have to get back in time for work. And, I'll think about it." Kurama motioned for the waitress, who hurried over, of course, not without some flirtatious gestures, at which Kurama inwardly scoffed, and collected their check. After everything was in order, he stood up.
"Shuuichi," Shiori said, also rising from her seat, "please, you should find a girl. You're already reaching your late 20's, and believe me, it is terribly lonesome without a partner in life."
"I know, I know."
The pair began walking out to the car. Kurama hated how the atmosphere was always so tense as of late. He stopped at the passenger side, and opened the door for his mother, and then got in on his own side.
Kurama's mother started again. "Shuuichi, I really can't see what your problem is though. You know you have so many girls after you, I'm sure there is someone."
Kurama gripped the steering wheel somewhat tighter, and let out a long sigh. "Yes, Kasaan, I told you, I'm just not interested in them now."
"Anyway. Shuuichi, I forgot to mention this sooner, but I arranged for you to have dinner with Lindsay. Remember her?"
Kurama inwardly groaned. He hated how his mother would arrange dates for him, and always with the most monotonous of women.
"Kasaan, you didn't have to do that--"
"-I will have no excuses this time. You're going, and I'm sure you'll find her wonderful. I heard she's really very brilliant, and pretty too, I'm sure you two will get along fine."
"But Kasaan--"
"No, Shuuichi, you're going, and I expect to hear that you had a good time."
The rest of the car ride was spent in silence.
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Kurama didn't bother to look up from his work as he sensed a familiar ki entering his room. He was flattered, as always, that Hiei would deliberately not mask his ki, just for him.
Kurama could almost feel his heart skip a beat, as the object of his affections came up behind him. He could almost swear his ki was rising, and if he didn't calm down soon, Hiei would definitely notice.
"Hello there."
"You still slaving over ningen rubbish, fox?"
"Actually Hiei, it's not quite rubbish. I find this rather interesting." He gestured toward his charts of photosynthetic chemical processes and other botanical related items.
"Hn. Typical sentimental fox."
After casting one last disapproving look over Kurama's notes, Hiei walked over to the nearby corner, and pulled out his katana to polish.
Following a couple moments of silence, Kurama spoke.
"I have to leave for dinner tonight."
Kurama noticed Hiei had momentarily stopped his movements, but continued them after a second.
"Hn. With who?"
"Another girl. Kasaan set up another date, I think she's trying to marry me off."
Hiei looked up at him for a couple seconds. Kurama could've sworn he saw..... was it jealousy in that gaze? And even a hint of sadness.
"Whatever, fox."
Kurama glanced at the clock on his bed stand.
"I should be going now, I have to be there at 7." Kurama glanced over himself. "More like, I should be changing."
He sifted through his wardrobe, and came up with a pair of black slacks and a deep green top. After donning the articles, he checked in the mirror to see how he looked. Even though he may not like the girl, there was no point in looking like a slum. Forgetting there was another person in the room, Kurama began admiring himself from different angles.
"Vain, aren't we, fox?"
Hiei's voice snapped Kurama out of his actions, and a deep blush spread across the bridge of his nose.
"I--"
"-Hn." Hiei stood up, a look of amusement on his face. "There appears to be no point in staying here now. I'm going." And with that, Hiei disappeared out of the window.
Kurama sighed, and finished readying himself for dinner.
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As soon as Kurama stepped into the door, he was greeted by an overly enthused mother.
"Shuuichi dear! How was it? She's marvelous, right? And very pretty too. You like her, don't you?"
Kurama pried himself away from his mother's hold and sat down on the couch. In truth, the evening had not been that unpleasant, but still, rather uncomfortable. He had to agree that Kiara, the other girl, was charming in all aspects, but he simply wasn't interested. He could tell that she wasn't that enthusiastic either, and for once, he was grateful there was someone who didn't go gaga over his looks.
He sighed audibly. "Really, Kasaan, she's a very nice lady. But--"
"-Oh! That's very good to hear." Shiori demeanor suddenly brightened considerably, and Kurama just didn't have the heart to object.
"You see Shuuichi," Shiori said, "I've already arranged it between her father and I for you two to get married."
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Yea.. I know.. that was a bit.. slow.. and it suckd. but it'll get better.. plz review!!!