K.A. Hey, guys! Hm... I'm greedy. I want more reviews! More! More!
Karasu: shut up.
K.A.: Anyway, I hope you like and thanks to the people who reviewed! Welcome to the sixth chapter. Enjoy your stay.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or anything else I use!!
Hands of Fate
Kuwabara was jumping up and down on the bed goofily, until they heard a sound come from under the bed.
"Omph!"
Hiei looked around curiously. "Is it just me, or did your bed just go 'Omph'?"
"Ooh a talking bed! How cool!" Kuwabara shouted excitedly.
Hiei glared at him. "Shut up, half-wit."
"Um, no!" Kurama laughed nervously. "My leg...still hurts from the tournament. I shifted my weight the wrong way and it hurt."
"Oh, maybe you need to lay down," Hiei suggested. He looked at Kuwabara. "Get up, blockhead."
"Okay." Kuwabara gave the bed one last grand bounce before getting up.
"Errrrr.." Another sound drifted from under the bed.
"Okay, I know that came from your bed!" Kuwabara exclaimed. "Cool! A talking bed! I was right!"
"Check under it, doofus," Hiei suggested.
Kurama looked at him. Damn his common sense.
Kuwabara lifted the red comforter and sheets up from the side of Kurama's bed.
Kurama's heart starting racing at the speed of light.
Kuwabara gasped. "Hey, guys! Look what I found!"
"Um, I can explain...." Kurama's voice drifted off as Kuwabara held up an 'adult magazine.'
"Kurama!" Hiei sounded shocked. "I can't believe you like that kind of stuff! That's so... crude."
"It's not mine!" Kurama's voice came out high and nervous. "I don't know how that got there!"
"Mm hm. That's what they all say," Kuwabara giggled.
"I swear, it's not mine." Kurama was secretly very relieved that Kuwabara found the magazine and not Karasu. Karasu must've hid himself very well under there.
"Kurama I'm so ashamed, I don't know what to say," Hiei shook his head in disappointment.
"Aww come on Hiei I know you probably look at these things in secret, too," Kuwabara said.
"No I don't. Waste of my time."
Kurama if you really don't want it...I'll be happy to take it off your hands," Kuwabara gently tucked it under his arm.
"No, you're not!" Hiei screeched loudly, pulling out his sword and aiming it at Kuwabara. "If your dumbass has any respect for my sister, you'd better put it down. I will not have her exposed to that stuff, understood?"
"Yukina!" Kuwabara tossed it in the trash.
Hiei nodded. "Good." He put his sword down.
"Guys... I don't mean to kick you out, but I really am tired and would like to rest," Kurama yawned.
Hiei nodded. "Okay, but I think something suspicious is going on here... I'll check on you before I go to bed."
Kurama rolled his eyes. "I'm not two anymore, mommy. I think I can manage with out you."
"Yeah, Hiei," Kuwabara echoed as they left.
Kurama closed the door and locked it.
"Karasu?" He asked.
"Yes?" He heard Karasu squeak in response.
"Are you okay?"
"... Every... bone... in my body...broken... immense... pain..."
"Huh? Really?" Kurama asked frantically.
"... Can't... move..."
Kurama plopped on the floor and peered into Karasu's eyes.
"He didn't have to bounce up and down like that," Karasu snapped.
"Sorry," Kurama reached under and wrapped his arms around Karasu's waist and pulled him out from under the bed. They lingered together for a moment before Kurama blushed and stood up.
Karasu pulled himself up using the edge of Kurama's bed.
"I think we need another plan," Kurama proposed.
"I agree. I can't take any more of that moron bouncing on your bed. He almost took out my back."
"Kuwabara's not that bad," Kurama said. "Just a little bit on the slow side."
"You mean alot bit." Karasu opened Kurama's window. "This is the only way out."
Kurama looked out the window. "We're on the third floor. We'll turn into Kurama and Karasu pancakes."
"I'll make sure you safely land," Karasu grabbed Kurama's arm, which still made him tingle. "Okay?"
"Okay."
Karasu jumped out the window, holding on to Kurama. They glided in the air and gently landed on the ground in a matter of moments.
"See?" Karasu held up his arm, showing the wing-like fabric hanging off. "My outfit is multipurpose."
They started walking toward the beach by the hotel.
Kurama leaned on a railing by the beach in front of the ocean.
"This would be a very romantic place for a date or a nice evening out," he commented, looking over the flawless ocean rippling gently.
"I know," Karasu purred, running his hands up and down Kurama's shoulders delicately before gently pushing Kurama on him.
"How cute," Kurama and Karasu turned around to see the remaining members of team Toguro looking at them in disgust.
Kurama gasped and Karasu held out an arm in front of him. "Don't worry, Kurama."
"Utterly distasteful, Karasu. Abandoning your own team to pursue your sick desires with this little brownie," Younger Toguro shook his head at Kurama.
"You're jealous that Genkai doesn't want your ugly freak ass," Karasu answered. "Not that I blame her."
"I'll make you regret talking about my brother like that," Elder Toguro sneered.
"Whatever, you stupid little imp."
"Uh, I don't think calling them names will help us," Kurama whispered, uneasy.
"I know, but I think it's funny," Karasu whispered back. "I'm trying to think of something."
"He heh, that's right you better think of something fast," Elder Toguro laughed.
"What do you mean, wee man?"
"Hey, Karasu, remember when we told you that your time of death was no longer your concern, but ours?" Younger Toguro growled.
Karasu looked at Kurama who shrugged.
"Power at eighty percent!" Younger Toguro shouted, his muscles starting to bulge at an alarming size. His shoulder blades stuck out way beyond his arms and his head looked really small. A ring of.... something formed around his neck.
"Eww. That is so gross," Kurama said.
"I know."
"Well, I think your time of death... along with that of your little beloved fox... is NOW!" Younger Toguro cracked his knuckles and prepared for a punch.
K.A.: So, what do you think?
Karasu: Is that.... a cliff hanger you left?
K.A.:...Well, please review! Thanks!
Karasu: shut up.
K.A.: Anyway, I hope you like and thanks to the people who reviewed! Welcome to the sixth chapter. Enjoy your stay.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or anything else I use!!
Hands of Fate
Kuwabara was jumping up and down on the bed goofily, until they heard a sound come from under the bed.
"Omph!"
Hiei looked around curiously. "Is it just me, or did your bed just go 'Omph'?"
"Ooh a talking bed! How cool!" Kuwabara shouted excitedly.
Hiei glared at him. "Shut up, half-wit."
"Um, no!" Kurama laughed nervously. "My leg...still hurts from the tournament. I shifted my weight the wrong way and it hurt."
"Oh, maybe you need to lay down," Hiei suggested. He looked at Kuwabara. "Get up, blockhead."
"Okay." Kuwabara gave the bed one last grand bounce before getting up.
"Errrrr.." Another sound drifted from under the bed.
"Okay, I know that came from your bed!" Kuwabara exclaimed. "Cool! A talking bed! I was right!"
"Check under it, doofus," Hiei suggested.
Kurama looked at him. Damn his common sense.
Kuwabara lifted the red comforter and sheets up from the side of Kurama's bed.
Kurama's heart starting racing at the speed of light.
Kuwabara gasped. "Hey, guys! Look what I found!"
"Um, I can explain...." Kurama's voice drifted off as Kuwabara held up an 'adult magazine.'
"Kurama!" Hiei sounded shocked. "I can't believe you like that kind of stuff! That's so... crude."
"It's not mine!" Kurama's voice came out high and nervous. "I don't know how that got there!"
"Mm hm. That's what they all say," Kuwabara giggled.
"I swear, it's not mine." Kurama was secretly very relieved that Kuwabara found the magazine and not Karasu. Karasu must've hid himself very well under there.
"Kurama I'm so ashamed, I don't know what to say," Hiei shook his head in disappointment.
"Aww come on Hiei I know you probably look at these things in secret, too," Kuwabara said.
"No I don't. Waste of my time."
Kurama if you really don't want it...I'll be happy to take it off your hands," Kuwabara gently tucked it under his arm.
"No, you're not!" Hiei screeched loudly, pulling out his sword and aiming it at Kuwabara. "If your dumbass has any respect for my sister, you'd better put it down. I will not have her exposed to that stuff, understood?"
"Yukina!" Kuwabara tossed it in the trash.
Hiei nodded. "Good." He put his sword down.
"Guys... I don't mean to kick you out, but I really am tired and would like to rest," Kurama yawned.
Hiei nodded. "Okay, but I think something suspicious is going on here... I'll check on you before I go to bed."
Kurama rolled his eyes. "I'm not two anymore, mommy. I think I can manage with out you."
"Yeah, Hiei," Kuwabara echoed as they left.
Kurama closed the door and locked it.
"Karasu?" He asked.
"Yes?" He heard Karasu squeak in response.
"Are you okay?"
"... Every... bone... in my body...broken... immense... pain..."
"Huh? Really?" Kurama asked frantically.
"... Can't... move..."
Kurama plopped on the floor and peered into Karasu's eyes.
"He didn't have to bounce up and down like that," Karasu snapped.
"Sorry," Kurama reached under and wrapped his arms around Karasu's waist and pulled him out from under the bed. They lingered together for a moment before Kurama blushed and stood up.
Karasu pulled himself up using the edge of Kurama's bed.
"I think we need another plan," Kurama proposed.
"I agree. I can't take any more of that moron bouncing on your bed. He almost took out my back."
"Kuwabara's not that bad," Kurama said. "Just a little bit on the slow side."
"You mean alot bit." Karasu opened Kurama's window. "This is the only way out."
Kurama looked out the window. "We're on the third floor. We'll turn into Kurama and Karasu pancakes."
"I'll make sure you safely land," Karasu grabbed Kurama's arm, which still made him tingle. "Okay?"
"Okay."
Karasu jumped out the window, holding on to Kurama. They glided in the air and gently landed on the ground in a matter of moments.
"See?" Karasu held up his arm, showing the wing-like fabric hanging off. "My outfit is multipurpose."
They started walking toward the beach by the hotel.
Kurama leaned on a railing by the beach in front of the ocean.
"This would be a very romantic place for a date or a nice evening out," he commented, looking over the flawless ocean rippling gently.
"I know," Karasu purred, running his hands up and down Kurama's shoulders delicately before gently pushing Kurama on him.
"How cute," Kurama and Karasu turned around to see the remaining members of team Toguro looking at them in disgust.
Kurama gasped and Karasu held out an arm in front of him. "Don't worry, Kurama."
"Utterly distasteful, Karasu. Abandoning your own team to pursue your sick desires with this little brownie," Younger Toguro shook his head at Kurama.
"You're jealous that Genkai doesn't want your ugly freak ass," Karasu answered. "Not that I blame her."
"I'll make you regret talking about my brother like that," Elder Toguro sneered.
"Whatever, you stupid little imp."
"Uh, I don't think calling them names will help us," Kurama whispered, uneasy.
"I know, but I think it's funny," Karasu whispered back. "I'm trying to think of something."
"He heh, that's right you better think of something fast," Elder Toguro laughed.
"What do you mean, wee man?"
"Hey, Karasu, remember when we told you that your time of death was no longer your concern, but ours?" Younger Toguro growled.
Karasu looked at Kurama who shrugged.
"Power at eighty percent!" Younger Toguro shouted, his muscles starting to bulge at an alarming size. His shoulder blades stuck out way beyond his arms and his head looked really small. A ring of.... something formed around his neck.
"Eww. That is so gross," Kurama said.
"I know."
"Well, I think your time of death... along with that of your little beloved fox... is NOW!" Younger Toguro cracked his knuckles and prepared for a punch.
K.A.: So, what do you think?
Karasu: Is that.... a cliff hanger you left?
K.A.:...Well, please review! Thanks!