Okay, guys I have a problem. On this site, I found a story where Botan had
to marry Yoko Kurama. I started to read it, then lost it, and I wanna read
more! Can someone please tell me the name, if you know what I'm talking
about? thank you! Anyway, here's more. I got lotsa reviews, and I was
happy! So enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: nope not mine. But if so, Karasu would be my husband
Hands of Fate
Kurama looked out the window of his room, watching Karasu dragging Hiei down the street. Hiei was flapping his arms around crazily, trying to break free.
"Hiei, you're only making this trip worse by acting like an ass," Karasu sang loudly.
"It'll be bad anyway because you're making me go with you. Why? Why must you torture me so?" Hiei whined
"Duh," Karasu answered. "For Kurama, of course. He wants it."
"Huh?" Hiei asked softly. "For Kurama? What do you mean he wants it?"
"Face it, Hiei. You can't get rid of me. We all know you like Kurama as more than a friend."
"What?!" Hiei sneered. "How would you know how I feel? Besides, I don't-"
"-Anyway, I know you're jealous of me.."
"HELL NO, I AIN'T!" Hiei gave Karasu the death glare.
"Kurama wants us to get along and be friends. His sexy, dreamy boyfriend, myself, and his mean little friend, you."
"Hey! First of all, I'm way sexier than you are, fuckhead. And don't call me little and mean or I'll kick your stupid ass."
"Hey, I'm just telling it like it is, little one," Karasu grinned.
"You really want me to beat the living shit out of you, don't you bat boy?"
"Hey, why the hell are you calling me bat boy?"
"Oh, you mean those goofy ass little fake wings you have hanging off your jacket? Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to get scared!"
"What about that stupid little eyeball thing in your forehead? Real fashionable."
"Don't insult the Jagan," Hiei fiercely whispered through clenched teeth. "Or you will pay dearly."
"All I have to do is poke it with my finger. I don't even need my powers."
"That's why they make eye drops, stupid."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"Lets get ice cream," Karasu dragged Hiei to the ice cream parlor.
"What kind of ice cream do you like, Hiei?" Karasu asked brightly.
"Any kind you don't like."
"What? You wanna get what I get? Okay." Karasu walked up to the counter and ordered two cones of vanilla with strawberry syrup on them.
Karasu threw Hiei in a high chair at a table in the parlor.
"HEY!" Hiei screeched, face turning red as the people around them looked on. "You will not treat me like this!"
Karasu gave him a dark look. "Just try to escape."
Hiei mumbled under his breath, but cooperated as Karasu strapped him in the high chair. (A/N: it's actually kind off cute imagining it.)
"This shit is for little kids," Hiei grumbled.
"You're just the right size!" Karasu laughed.
"I am SO going to get you Karasu. You better not let your guard down."
Karasu ignored him and placed a cone in Hiei's hands.
"Eat up."
Hiei rolled his eyes.
"I love this because it looks kind of like blood," Karasu hungrily lapped at the strawberry and vanilla. "Sweet sweet blood."
"You are so fuckin weird," Hiei snapped. "To weird for Kurama," he added under his breath. He cautiously licked the cone, and found the ice cream to be pretty good.
"Mm," Hiei quietly murmured, taking a few more big licks at it.
"Oh, I think someone likes it!" Karasu laughed. "Heh heh I'm good!"
"NO! It's not that I like it!" Hiei retorted. "It would just be a waste if I just threw it away, so I might as well eat it."
Karasu sighed. "You can lie to all of your little buddies, but not me, Hiei."
"Karasu, knock it off with that shit, okay?"
Karasu leaned forward, coming alarmingly close to Hiei. "What do you mean? The fact that I know how you think?"
"Shut up."
"I know you like him! Damn. Kurama is incredibly sexy. I'm surprised you never did anything about it before. Maybe you just like him being near you. Like the way you reacted when he held you in his arms the other day. Felt pretty good, huh?"
Hiei blushed and looked at the floor. "Fine. I like him. More than a friend. Are you fuckin happy?"
Karasu looked taken aback that Hiei actually admitted it. "Yes I am."
"BUT," Hiei snapped. "You bring up the subject, you die. Understood? And don't you dare ever say anything to Kurama."
Karasu shrugged. "Fine."
"I wanna go now."
"Okay," Karasu unstrapped Hiei. "I'm glad we're on the same level now."
"I still hate your guts and wish you drop off of the face of the earth."
".Oh."
"Can I go now? Can the suffering stop now?" Hiei whined.
"Yup."
Hiei ran off in a rush.
Karasu sauntered out of the parlor.
"I'm gonna go back to Kurama," he started walking toward the hotel.
Karasu walked a few feet before some familiar shadows appeared before him.
"Aw, man," Younger Toguro and Sakyou were standing right in front of him.
"Karasu," Younger Toguro greeted.
Karasu didn't say anything, just looked up and put his hands on his hips impatiently.
"What's wrong?" Sakyou asked as he went for a handful of Karasu's hair. "I've missed you," he added.
"Don't touch me," Karasu smacked his hand away.
"That wasn't very nice, Karasu," Younger Toguro commented.
"Go away. I want nothing to do with you anymore."
"Aw we can't even talk about the 'good ole times?'" Sakyou whispered.
Karasu started to walk away.
"I wouldn't leave just yet," Younger Toguro called out in a menacing tone.
Karasu whirled around. "Why?"
"We need you to do us a favor," Sakyou nodded.
Karasu sighed. "You know I'm gonna say no, so why ask?"
Younger Toguro nodded, grinning evilly. "Yes, that is why we have insurance. Namely, your object of affection, the fox."
"KURAMA?!" Karasu screamed frantically. "What did you do to him, bastard?"
"Nothing. yet."
Karasu clenched his fists, not knowing what to do. He didn't want any harm to come to Kurama.
"My brother is right by the window of the room Kurama is in," Younger Toguro said, noticing Karasu inching away. "If you leave, I will have him Kurama instantly."
Karasu froze. "How do I know you're not bluffing?"
Younger Toguro shrugged. "You can go yourself and find out. of course, you might not like what you see if you go to him without doing as we say, first."
"Dammit. Fine, what the hell do you want?"
Sakyou nodded. "Good boy. Knew I could count on you."
Karasu glared at him. "I'm doing this for Kurama, not you," he sneered.
Sakyou grinned. "That's what you say now."
"Anyway. time for your task," Younger Toguro laughed.
K.A.: well? Sorta short, maybe, but I have to think of what to do with 'the task.' Suggestions welcome, and wanted! Please Review! Thanks!
DISCLAIMER: nope not mine. But if so, Karasu would be my husband
Hands of Fate
Kurama looked out the window of his room, watching Karasu dragging Hiei down the street. Hiei was flapping his arms around crazily, trying to break free.
"Hiei, you're only making this trip worse by acting like an ass," Karasu sang loudly.
"It'll be bad anyway because you're making me go with you. Why? Why must you torture me so?" Hiei whined
"Duh," Karasu answered. "For Kurama, of course. He wants it."
"Huh?" Hiei asked softly. "For Kurama? What do you mean he wants it?"
"Face it, Hiei. You can't get rid of me. We all know you like Kurama as more than a friend."
"What?!" Hiei sneered. "How would you know how I feel? Besides, I don't-"
"-Anyway, I know you're jealous of me.."
"HELL NO, I AIN'T!" Hiei gave Karasu the death glare.
"Kurama wants us to get along and be friends. His sexy, dreamy boyfriend, myself, and his mean little friend, you."
"Hey! First of all, I'm way sexier than you are, fuckhead. And don't call me little and mean or I'll kick your stupid ass."
"Hey, I'm just telling it like it is, little one," Karasu grinned.
"You really want me to beat the living shit out of you, don't you bat boy?"
"Hey, why the hell are you calling me bat boy?"
"Oh, you mean those goofy ass little fake wings you have hanging off your jacket? Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to get scared!"
"What about that stupid little eyeball thing in your forehead? Real fashionable."
"Don't insult the Jagan," Hiei fiercely whispered through clenched teeth. "Or you will pay dearly."
"All I have to do is poke it with my finger. I don't even need my powers."
"That's why they make eye drops, stupid."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"Lets get ice cream," Karasu dragged Hiei to the ice cream parlor.
"What kind of ice cream do you like, Hiei?" Karasu asked brightly.
"Any kind you don't like."
"What? You wanna get what I get? Okay." Karasu walked up to the counter and ordered two cones of vanilla with strawberry syrup on them.
Karasu threw Hiei in a high chair at a table in the parlor.
"HEY!" Hiei screeched, face turning red as the people around them looked on. "You will not treat me like this!"
Karasu gave him a dark look. "Just try to escape."
Hiei mumbled under his breath, but cooperated as Karasu strapped him in the high chair. (A/N: it's actually kind off cute imagining it.)
"This shit is for little kids," Hiei grumbled.
"You're just the right size!" Karasu laughed.
"I am SO going to get you Karasu. You better not let your guard down."
Karasu ignored him and placed a cone in Hiei's hands.
"Eat up."
Hiei rolled his eyes.
"I love this because it looks kind of like blood," Karasu hungrily lapped at the strawberry and vanilla. "Sweet sweet blood."
"You are so fuckin weird," Hiei snapped. "To weird for Kurama," he added under his breath. He cautiously licked the cone, and found the ice cream to be pretty good.
"Mm," Hiei quietly murmured, taking a few more big licks at it.
"Oh, I think someone likes it!" Karasu laughed. "Heh heh I'm good!"
"NO! It's not that I like it!" Hiei retorted. "It would just be a waste if I just threw it away, so I might as well eat it."
Karasu sighed. "You can lie to all of your little buddies, but not me, Hiei."
"Karasu, knock it off with that shit, okay?"
Karasu leaned forward, coming alarmingly close to Hiei. "What do you mean? The fact that I know how you think?"
"Shut up."
"I know you like him! Damn. Kurama is incredibly sexy. I'm surprised you never did anything about it before. Maybe you just like him being near you. Like the way you reacted when he held you in his arms the other day. Felt pretty good, huh?"
Hiei blushed and looked at the floor. "Fine. I like him. More than a friend. Are you fuckin happy?"
Karasu looked taken aback that Hiei actually admitted it. "Yes I am."
"BUT," Hiei snapped. "You bring up the subject, you die. Understood? And don't you dare ever say anything to Kurama."
Karasu shrugged. "Fine."
"I wanna go now."
"Okay," Karasu unstrapped Hiei. "I'm glad we're on the same level now."
"I still hate your guts and wish you drop off of the face of the earth."
".Oh."
"Can I go now? Can the suffering stop now?" Hiei whined.
"Yup."
Hiei ran off in a rush.
Karasu sauntered out of the parlor.
"I'm gonna go back to Kurama," he started walking toward the hotel.
Karasu walked a few feet before some familiar shadows appeared before him.
"Aw, man," Younger Toguro and Sakyou were standing right in front of him.
"Karasu," Younger Toguro greeted.
Karasu didn't say anything, just looked up and put his hands on his hips impatiently.
"What's wrong?" Sakyou asked as he went for a handful of Karasu's hair. "I've missed you," he added.
"Don't touch me," Karasu smacked his hand away.
"That wasn't very nice, Karasu," Younger Toguro commented.
"Go away. I want nothing to do with you anymore."
"Aw we can't even talk about the 'good ole times?'" Sakyou whispered.
Karasu started to walk away.
"I wouldn't leave just yet," Younger Toguro called out in a menacing tone.
Karasu whirled around. "Why?"
"We need you to do us a favor," Sakyou nodded.
Karasu sighed. "You know I'm gonna say no, so why ask?"
Younger Toguro nodded, grinning evilly. "Yes, that is why we have insurance. Namely, your object of affection, the fox."
"KURAMA?!" Karasu screamed frantically. "What did you do to him, bastard?"
"Nothing. yet."
Karasu clenched his fists, not knowing what to do. He didn't want any harm to come to Kurama.
"My brother is right by the window of the room Kurama is in," Younger Toguro said, noticing Karasu inching away. "If you leave, I will have him Kurama instantly."
Karasu froze. "How do I know you're not bluffing?"
Younger Toguro shrugged. "You can go yourself and find out. of course, you might not like what you see if you go to him without doing as we say, first."
"Dammit. Fine, what the hell do you want?"
Sakyou nodded. "Good boy. Knew I could count on you."
Karasu glared at him. "I'm doing this for Kurama, not you," he sneered.
Sakyou grinned. "That's what you say now."
"Anyway. time for your task," Younger Toguro laughed.
K.A.: well? Sorta short, maybe, but I have to think of what to do with 'the task.' Suggestions welcome, and wanted! Please Review! Thanks!