Hey I love Karasu, and decided to write one with him and Kurama! Please
tell me if you like this and I'll continue, if I get feedback!. Please tell
me if I accidentally stole someone's idea or title or anything. Thanks.
Warning......This story goes a little but different than the real dark tournament...actually, alot different. But if it went the same, this wouldn't be fanfiction, right?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own own Yu Yu Hakusho or it's characters.
Hands of fate
Today was the semi final of the dark tournament today. Kurama was the only one who decided to show up and watch the competition.
Well, in reality, he wanted to watch Karasu.
Ever since Kurama had seen the raven-haired mysterious beauty in the stands a few days before, he couldn't get him out of his mind. He took every opportunity he could to catch a glimpse of Karasu.
'He's so damn beautiful,' Kurama sighed as he stood up in the aisle of the stands, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the recipient of his affection. 'I don't care if he is on the Touguro team. He doesn't belong on that team'
"Now in the Touguro corner, Karasu!" The announcer (Juri, I think) yelled.
The stands errupted as Karasu entered the arena. He slowly strode out, wearing his trademark mask and sexy black suit.
"He reminds me..of a dark angel..." Kurama whispered, enchanted by his beauty.
Karasu and the other guy in the ring began fighting. Karasu flew in the air, extending his arms and his sleeves spreading into wings.
Kurama sat there for two minutes, the length of the fight, drooling at the sight of Karasu's graceful moves. Then the fight was over quickly, of course Karasu winning, and Kurama decided to get back to the others. He turned and walked through the corridor of the stadium.
"Kurama," he heard a voice whisper as he was walking. Kurama whirled around and saw his crush standing in front of him, hands in pockets.
"Um, ah, Karasu," Kurama stammered, not prepared to see his beauty up close.
"You're the only member who watched," Karasu commented, now twirling his long dark hair in his fingers.
"Because you're gorgeous ..I mean, you're gory. Yeah gory." Kurama giggled shrilly.
Karasu reached out and gently grabbed a handful of Kurama's hair.
'Ah, he could kill me with a brush of his finger,' Kurama thought nervously.
"Don't worry, darling Yoko," Karasu whispered, as if reading his thoughts. "You're too beautiful. I won't touch you."
"Okay," Kurama squeaked.
"I know you've been watching me," Karasu continued. "I've been watching you too."
'Yes!' Kurama thought.
"It's a shame.... you're soo beautiful..." Karasu's eyes told he was smiling. "Do you think I'm beautiful?"
"Um...from what I see, yes." Kurama answered. After all, he wore a mask to conceal the lower half of his seemingly perfect, porcelain face.
"Ah. Good." Karasu answered. "Since we both come to an agreement that we find each other beautiful...why don't we make a pact?"
"What kind of pact?" Kurama asked, wary now.
"In the tournament.. lets fight each other."
'I can't fight him!' Kurama thought frantically.' I'll be way to distracted....wait, maybe that's his plan!'
"Hold, on hear me out," Karasu continued.
"Okay, I'm listening," Kurama nodded.
"Okay, we fight, doing maybe a little damage to make it believable. Then we pretend to do one final blow, knocking us both out at the same time."
"Hmm.." Kurama was tricked before by the short guy with the idun box.
"Kurama, we are both way too beautiful to die in front of all those nasty ugly demons," Karasu shivered. "I don't really give a shit about the other people on my team. They can die or suffer for all I care. They're not beautiful like we are."
"That's not a good way to talk about your team," Kurama snapped. "Besides, I care a great deal about my team"
"Especially Hiei. Kurama, are you gay?" Karasu asked, laughing.
"Even if I was, it's none of your business," Kurama answered, not giving a straight answer.
"It's okay if you're gay," Karasu said. "Besides, how do you explain watching me all the time? Or admitting I'm beautiful?"
"That;s not fair! Girls can compliment each other like that!"
"Kurama, you're a man," Karasu cut in. "Stop it. Confess. You're gay."
"Fine! I'm gay! Are you happy?!" Kurama yelled, causing people to stare.
"Yes, I am."
"Are you gay?!" Kurama pointed his finger accusingly.
"Yup." Karasu answered matter of factly.
"Oh."
"Anyway, what do you say? The sooner you agree, the sooner we can practice."
"Hmm..." Kurama looked up thoughtfully.
"Just say yes, fox."
"Fine," Kurama answered. "But if I think something's up, I won't hold back."
"Okey Dokey," Karasu turned around. " Let's meet here tonight at seven. For now, get back to your precious Hiei."
"Hey! He's not my man!"
"So .. you're available?" Karasu asked.
"Yes."
"I'll keep that in mind." Karasu waved off.
What they didn't know..was that the elder Touguro brother was listening in on their conversation.
Warning......This story goes a little but different than the real dark tournament...actually, alot different. But if it went the same, this wouldn't be fanfiction, right?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own own Yu Yu Hakusho or it's characters.
Hands of fate
Today was the semi final of the dark tournament today. Kurama was the only one who decided to show up and watch the competition.
Well, in reality, he wanted to watch Karasu.
Ever since Kurama had seen the raven-haired mysterious beauty in the stands a few days before, he couldn't get him out of his mind. He took every opportunity he could to catch a glimpse of Karasu.
'He's so damn beautiful,' Kurama sighed as he stood up in the aisle of the stands, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the recipient of his affection. 'I don't care if he is on the Touguro team. He doesn't belong on that team'
"Now in the Touguro corner, Karasu!" The announcer (Juri, I think) yelled.
The stands errupted as Karasu entered the arena. He slowly strode out, wearing his trademark mask and sexy black suit.
"He reminds me..of a dark angel..." Kurama whispered, enchanted by his beauty.
Karasu and the other guy in the ring began fighting. Karasu flew in the air, extending his arms and his sleeves spreading into wings.
Kurama sat there for two minutes, the length of the fight, drooling at the sight of Karasu's graceful moves. Then the fight was over quickly, of course Karasu winning, and Kurama decided to get back to the others. He turned and walked through the corridor of the stadium.
"Kurama," he heard a voice whisper as he was walking. Kurama whirled around and saw his crush standing in front of him, hands in pockets.
"Um, ah, Karasu," Kurama stammered, not prepared to see his beauty up close.
"You're the only member who watched," Karasu commented, now twirling his long dark hair in his fingers.
"Because you're gorgeous ..I mean, you're gory. Yeah gory." Kurama giggled shrilly.
Karasu reached out and gently grabbed a handful of Kurama's hair.
'Ah, he could kill me with a brush of his finger,' Kurama thought nervously.
"Don't worry, darling Yoko," Karasu whispered, as if reading his thoughts. "You're too beautiful. I won't touch you."
"Okay," Kurama squeaked.
"I know you've been watching me," Karasu continued. "I've been watching you too."
'Yes!' Kurama thought.
"It's a shame.... you're soo beautiful..." Karasu's eyes told he was smiling. "Do you think I'm beautiful?"
"Um...from what I see, yes." Kurama answered. After all, he wore a mask to conceal the lower half of his seemingly perfect, porcelain face.
"Ah. Good." Karasu answered. "Since we both come to an agreement that we find each other beautiful...why don't we make a pact?"
"What kind of pact?" Kurama asked, wary now.
"In the tournament.. lets fight each other."
'I can't fight him!' Kurama thought frantically.' I'll be way to distracted....wait, maybe that's his plan!'
"Hold, on hear me out," Karasu continued.
"Okay, I'm listening," Kurama nodded.
"Okay, we fight, doing maybe a little damage to make it believable. Then we pretend to do one final blow, knocking us both out at the same time."
"Hmm.." Kurama was tricked before by the short guy with the idun box.
"Kurama, we are both way too beautiful to die in front of all those nasty ugly demons," Karasu shivered. "I don't really give a shit about the other people on my team. They can die or suffer for all I care. They're not beautiful like we are."
"That's not a good way to talk about your team," Kurama snapped. "Besides, I care a great deal about my team"
"Especially Hiei. Kurama, are you gay?" Karasu asked, laughing.
"Even if I was, it's none of your business," Kurama answered, not giving a straight answer.
"It's okay if you're gay," Karasu said. "Besides, how do you explain watching me all the time? Or admitting I'm beautiful?"
"That;s not fair! Girls can compliment each other like that!"
"Kurama, you're a man," Karasu cut in. "Stop it. Confess. You're gay."
"Fine! I'm gay! Are you happy?!" Kurama yelled, causing people to stare.
"Yes, I am."
"Are you gay?!" Kurama pointed his finger accusingly.
"Yup." Karasu answered matter of factly.
"Oh."
"Anyway, what do you say? The sooner you agree, the sooner we can practice."
"Hmm..." Kurama looked up thoughtfully.
"Just say yes, fox."
"Fine," Kurama answered. "But if I think something's up, I won't hold back."
"Okey Dokey," Karasu turned around. " Let's meet here tonight at seven. For now, get back to your precious Hiei."
"Hey! He's not my man!"
"So .. you're available?" Karasu asked.
"Yes."
"I'll keep that in mind." Karasu waved off.
What they didn't know..was that the elder Touguro brother was listening in on their conversation.