NOT MINE!!!
AN Hey, here's chapter 5. I personally don't think it's as funny as previous chapters, such as flaming clowns... *sighs* now that was funny. Anyway, just let me know what you think. And thanks for the burning ambition pun, whoever said that (too lazy to look it up). I might use that. ^.~
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Chapter 5
Kina
A year later, the one year anniversary of the day Hiei fell on Kurama's tail, to be exact, the two were sitting in Kurama's den. The silver Youko was trying to get Hiei ready for a day in town, though the little fire demon wasn't enjoying any of it. Birthday, shmirthday. Hiei wanted to play!
"Hm," Kurama pondered, carefully looking over his work. He might be a Youko of the highest class, but something seemed to be missing. "OH!" He exclaimed, snapping his fingers and reaching forward to grab Hiei before the little boy could run away. Again. But with Hiei's current stage in demon age mentality and maturity, it was either run outside and get stuck in a tree, or strip himself completely naked and *then* run outside and get stuck in a tree. And Kurama didn't exactly fancy pulling splinters out of the fire demons toosh. Again. However, after screaming himself hoarse, Hiei would usually fall out of the tree and into an exhausted sleep, which would leave the den very peaceful during the night.
"Your sword!"
Resting Hiei on one knee and anchoring him down by wrapping one arm around him, Kurama reached with his free hand into his personal space. A few moments later, he pulled out the sword and smiled. Hiei's eyes widened happily at the sight of the weapon he had stolen a year ago and he reached out with his little hands to take a hold of it.
"Mine!"
Kurama chuckled. "Just a minute Hiei." He searched through his personal space again and pulled out a little belt, and a matching sheath. He carefully placed the sword in the sheath, attached the sheath to the belt and tied the belt around the fire demon's waist. Frowning when he had to wrap it around four times in order for the cheap scrap of cow-hide to properly function as a belt. He would have to start feeding Hiei more, walking around with four belts was just odd.
"MINE!" Hiei shouted gleefully, standing up and happily flitting around the room.
"Go stand over there and let me see." Kurama instructed the black blur currently jumping on a small Hiei sized bed.
The blur disappeared as it moved, reforming to show a little boy with spiky black hair. A little boy who was completely decked out in hand-made, well plant-made really, clothing. Cute poofy black pants, a black shirt with writing that read in white text "Hn" and an adorable black cloak. A white silk scarf Kurama had stolen years ago around his neck and little baby control wards on his hands, stolen when Hiei's fires began to get out of control, completed the outfit. In short, Hiei looked as though he could take on half of the Makai if he wasn't glomped to death for being too cute first.
"Play time!" Hiei demanded, removing himself from the corner and jumping playfully in and out of the Youko's reach.
"Later," Kurama said firmly, skillfully catching the little demon and lifting him into his arms. "We have places to go, people to terrorize and possessions to steal." He paused to think. "And we're going to celebrate your birthday, of course."
Hiei didn't look too cheered at that. "PLAY TIME!" He shouted, beginning to squirm in order to get out of Kurama's arms. When that didn't work, he brought out his not-so-secret weapon.
Crying. But it wasn't really crying, it was just the high-pitched wailing, the incredibally pathetic expression, and the glimmer of sadness in his eyes. However, Kurama had managed to built up a resistance to that look over the last year and simply began walking out of the den and into the sunlight.
Hiei quickly gave up, his voice still sore from being stuck in a tree the night before, and decided to pout instead.
"How about we play 'races'?" Kurama suggested finally, as they reached the main road, the town they were heading to in plain sight. "The first one to town wins, is that okay? No blurring!"
Hiei brightened immediately. "Kay!" He managed to wiggle out of the Youko's grasp before starting to run down the road. He followed the Youko's orders and didn't move fast enough to blur, but he still ran faster then most one-year-old's should be able. Kurama took a moment to change into his full fledged fox form before taking off after him.
Using one of his five tails to tickle Hiei's backside, Kurama ran along side the baby. Hiei giggled at the sensation and launched himself into the air, landing on the foxes back. Little by little, Kurama's speed began to slow, until he reached the town at a dead-mans pace, panting horribly.
"Yay!" Hiei giggled, jumping off of the foxes back and hopping up and down happily.
Trembling legs collapsed before Kurama heaved himself into his humanoid form, his ears and tail drooping noticeably. To make matters, not to mention his on coming back problems, worse, Hiei decided he wanted a shoulder ride and leapt up without any warning. Heaving a classic 'why me?' Kurama began trudging down the noticeably empty street.
It was empty because at the first site of Kurama and Hiei, all demons alike ran for cover. They had learned months ago, after the destruction of the west half of the town, that Hiei was a demon to be feared. And when being raised by the 'ruthless' Youko Kurama, they should run *far* *far* away.
"Giddy-up!" Hiei demanded, tugging on the silver hair in front of him.
Kurama groaned and began walking towards the nearest toy store. It wasn't as though Hiei really needed any more toys, truth be told he had four out of five tree houses full of them, but it *was* Hiei's birthday. And hey, he wanted to spoil the brat for once.
"Pick only *one* thing," he instructed the child, setting him down once they had entered the store.
Hiei immediately ran off and came back lugging about twenty toys behind him. Most of the toys were wooden, as such they would be ash within two minutes of playing time. One toy was a pretty girls doll. Hiei had also picked up a bouncy ball and a bag of marbles that he would probably lose. But it seemed as though the doll was the most important thing, as he was cradling it gently in his arms.
"Kina?" Hiei asked, holding out the doll to Kurama.
The Youko didn't have a clue as to what Hiei wanted. "What's Kina?" He asked instead, squatting down to be as close to eyes level as possible.
"Kina!" Hiei answered as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. "For Kina, pweese?"
Well, it was obvious Hiei didn't want the doll for himself. It seemed as though he wanted to give it to, most likely, a girl named Kina. But how did he meet somebody? The two had been traveling for months, only returning to Kurama's den a week ago. Besides, Hiei hated strangers. Suddenly, it hit him.
"OW! Hiei, don't throw your toys at me!"
"KINA!"
Koorime always gave birth to twins. Kurama had assumed that because Hiei was a male he was ruled out the twin factor as it hadn't been an asexual reproduction. But he was obviously wrong, Kina must be Hiei's sister.
Golden eyes softened. "Alright, we'll get the doll for Kina."
The half-koorime smiled and hugged the doll a little closer. Kurama looked around for the shop-keeper. Seeing no one he shrugged and stuffed Hiei's gifts into his personal space. All except the doll, which Hiei wouldn't let go of.
"Let's go find something to eat," Kurama suggested, taking one of Hiei's little hands and slowly walking towards the door. Placing his hand on the knob, a voice hailed them from behind.
"HEY! You have to pay for the damage to my shop!"
"A little fire never hurt anybody!" Kurama said shortly, bending to pull Hiei and the doll into his arms, ignoring that half the shop was on fire. "Be thankful Hiei found something he liked or else there would be nothing left!"
And with that, he jauntily left the shop. A moment or so later, the two arrived at a cozy looking restaurant and were immediately seated in a back corner booth.
A pretty waitress appeared next to their table, handing Kurama a menu, and Hiei some crayons and paper. "He is so adorable," the girl gushed smiling winningly at Hiei.
"WAHHH!!!"
"He doesn't like strangers," Kurama said dryly, reaching over to place the little demon in his lap.
"How old is he?" The girl then asked, batting her blue eye-lashes at Kurama.
The fox spirit blinked, he didn't think blue eye-lashes were normal... "Erm, a year old." He answered hastily.
"I heard that baby's are awfully cute at that age. Just learning how to walk and talk, their teeth just growing in and finally getting out of diapers..."
Kurama widened his eyes. "You mean if I had a normal kid, he wouldn't have been talking until now? Hiei's been talking since three months old! Walking since two weeks! And he bites really hard."
"Well," the girl said flustered, looking down at the baby now happily melting the crayons into bubbling puddles of wax. "Perhaps Hiei here is just special... Would you like something to drink?" She added, obviously wanting to get away.
"Moo!" Hiei chirped.
"Water is fine for me."
The girl nodded and quickly walked away.
"Kra'ma?" Hiei suddenly asked timidly, poking at the cooling wax with one finger.
"Hm?"
"For Kina?"
"Yes, I'll send the doll to Kina when we get home, alright?" Kurama smiled down at the little demon.
When the girl appeared again with a glass of water and a tippy-cup of milk, Kurama took them both to sniff for poisons. Sometimes he couldn't believe the number of murder attempts sent at him and Hiei daily. Detecting nothing he grabbed a small complementary packet of sugar and dumped it into Hiei's milk.
"Happy birthday, Hiei," he said, handing the baby the now sweetened drink.
"Hn!"
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Kurama: gee, you even obsessed over your sister when you were one year old. *sighs* what a brat.
Hiei: *grumbles* I still have a sword that can slice you in half you know.
Kurama: you wouldn't.
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AN Hey, here's chapter 5. I personally don't think it's as funny as previous chapters, such as flaming clowns... *sighs* now that was funny. Anyway, just let me know what you think. And thanks for the burning ambition pun, whoever said that (too lazy to look it up). I might use that. ^.~
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Chapter 5
Kina
A year later, the one year anniversary of the day Hiei fell on Kurama's tail, to be exact, the two were sitting in Kurama's den. The silver Youko was trying to get Hiei ready for a day in town, though the little fire demon wasn't enjoying any of it. Birthday, shmirthday. Hiei wanted to play!
"Hm," Kurama pondered, carefully looking over his work. He might be a Youko of the highest class, but something seemed to be missing. "OH!" He exclaimed, snapping his fingers and reaching forward to grab Hiei before the little boy could run away. Again. But with Hiei's current stage in demon age mentality and maturity, it was either run outside and get stuck in a tree, or strip himself completely naked and *then* run outside and get stuck in a tree. And Kurama didn't exactly fancy pulling splinters out of the fire demons toosh. Again. However, after screaming himself hoarse, Hiei would usually fall out of the tree and into an exhausted sleep, which would leave the den very peaceful during the night.
"Your sword!"
Resting Hiei on one knee and anchoring him down by wrapping one arm around him, Kurama reached with his free hand into his personal space. A few moments later, he pulled out the sword and smiled. Hiei's eyes widened happily at the sight of the weapon he had stolen a year ago and he reached out with his little hands to take a hold of it.
"Mine!"
Kurama chuckled. "Just a minute Hiei." He searched through his personal space again and pulled out a little belt, and a matching sheath. He carefully placed the sword in the sheath, attached the sheath to the belt and tied the belt around the fire demon's waist. Frowning when he had to wrap it around four times in order for the cheap scrap of cow-hide to properly function as a belt. He would have to start feeding Hiei more, walking around with four belts was just odd.
"MINE!" Hiei shouted gleefully, standing up and happily flitting around the room.
"Go stand over there and let me see." Kurama instructed the black blur currently jumping on a small Hiei sized bed.
The blur disappeared as it moved, reforming to show a little boy with spiky black hair. A little boy who was completely decked out in hand-made, well plant-made really, clothing. Cute poofy black pants, a black shirt with writing that read in white text "Hn" and an adorable black cloak. A white silk scarf Kurama had stolen years ago around his neck and little baby control wards on his hands, stolen when Hiei's fires began to get out of control, completed the outfit. In short, Hiei looked as though he could take on half of the Makai if he wasn't glomped to death for being too cute first.
"Play time!" Hiei demanded, removing himself from the corner and jumping playfully in and out of the Youko's reach.
"Later," Kurama said firmly, skillfully catching the little demon and lifting him into his arms. "We have places to go, people to terrorize and possessions to steal." He paused to think. "And we're going to celebrate your birthday, of course."
Hiei didn't look too cheered at that. "PLAY TIME!" He shouted, beginning to squirm in order to get out of Kurama's arms. When that didn't work, he brought out his not-so-secret weapon.
Crying. But it wasn't really crying, it was just the high-pitched wailing, the incredibally pathetic expression, and the glimmer of sadness in his eyes. However, Kurama had managed to built up a resistance to that look over the last year and simply began walking out of the den and into the sunlight.
Hiei quickly gave up, his voice still sore from being stuck in a tree the night before, and decided to pout instead.
"How about we play 'races'?" Kurama suggested finally, as they reached the main road, the town they were heading to in plain sight. "The first one to town wins, is that okay? No blurring!"
Hiei brightened immediately. "Kay!" He managed to wiggle out of the Youko's grasp before starting to run down the road. He followed the Youko's orders and didn't move fast enough to blur, but he still ran faster then most one-year-old's should be able. Kurama took a moment to change into his full fledged fox form before taking off after him.
Using one of his five tails to tickle Hiei's backside, Kurama ran along side the baby. Hiei giggled at the sensation and launched himself into the air, landing on the foxes back. Little by little, Kurama's speed began to slow, until he reached the town at a dead-mans pace, panting horribly.
"Yay!" Hiei giggled, jumping off of the foxes back and hopping up and down happily.
Trembling legs collapsed before Kurama heaved himself into his humanoid form, his ears and tail drooping noticeably. To make matters, not to mention his on coming back problems, worse, Hiei decided he wanted a shoulder ride and leapt up without any warning. Heaving a classic 'why me?' Kurama began trudging down the noticeably empty street.
It was empty because at the first site of Kurama and Hiei, all demons alike ran for cover. They had learned months ago, after the destruction of the west half of the town, that Hiei was a demon to be feared. And when being raised by the 'ruthless' Youko Kurama, they should run *far* *far* away.
"Giddy-up!" Hiei demanded, tugging on the silver hair in front of him.
Kurama groaned and began walking towards the nearest toy store. It wasn't as though Hiei really needed any more toys, truth be told he had four out of five tree houses full of them, but it *was* Hiei's birthday. And hey, he wanted to spoil the brat for once.
"Pick only *one* thing," he instructed the child, setting him down once they had entered the store.
Hiei immediately ran off and came back lugging about twenty toys behind him. Most of the toys were wooden, as such they would be ash within two minutes of playing time. One toy was a pretty girls doll. Hiei had also picked up a bouncy ball and a bag of marbles that he would probably lose. But it seemed as though the doll was the most important thing, as he was cradling it gently in his arms.
"Kina?" Hiei asked, holding out the doll to Kurama.
The Youko didn't have a clue as to what Hiei wanted. "What's Kina?" He asked instead, squatting down to be as close to eyes level as possible.
"Kina!" Hiei answered as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. "For Kina, pweese?"
Well, it was obvious Hiei didn't want the doll for himself. It seemed as though he wanted to give it to, most likely, a girl named Kina. But how did he meet somebody? The two had been traveling for months, only returning to Kurama's den a week ago. Besides, Hiei hated strangers. Suddenly, it hit him.
"OW! Hiei, don't throw your toys at me!"
"KINA!"
Koorime always gave birth to twins. Kurama had assumed that because Hiei was a male he was ruled out the twin factor as it hadn't been an asexual reproduction. But he was obviously wrong, Kina must be Hiei's sister.
Golden eyes softened. "Alright, we'll get the doll for Kina."
The half-koorime smiled and hugged the doll a little closer. Kurama looked around for the shop-keeper. Seeing no one he shrugged and stuffed Hiei's gifts into his personal space. All except the doll, which Hiei wouldn't let go of.
"Let's go find something to eat," Kurama suggested, taking one of Hiei's little hands and slowly walking towards the door. Placing his hand on the knob, a voice hailed them from behind.
"HEY! You have to pay for the damage to my shop!"
"A little fire never hurt anybody!" Kurama said shortly, bending to pull Hiei and the doll into his arms, ignoring that half the shop was on fire. "Be thankful Hiei found something he liked or else there would be nothing left!"
And with that, he jauntily left the shop. A moment or so later, the two arrived at a cozy looking restaurant and were immediately seated in a back corner booth.
A pretty waitress appeared next to their table, handing Kurama a menu, and Hiei some crayons and paper. "He is so adorable," the girl gushed smiling winningly at Hiei.
"WAHHH!!!"
"He doesn't like strangers," Kurama said dryly, reaching over to place the little demon in his lap.
"How old is he?" The girl then asked, batting her blue eye-lashes at Kurama.
The fox spirit blinked, he didn't think blue eye-lashes were normal... "Erm, a year old." He answered hastily.
"I heard that baby's are awfully cute at that age. Just learning how to walk and talk, their teeth just growing in and finally getting out of diapers..."
Kurama widened his eyes. "You mean if I had a normal kid, he wouldn't have been talking until now? Hiei's been talking since three months old! Walking since two weeks! And he bites really hard."
"Well," the girl said flustered, looking down at the baby now happily melting the crayons into bubbling puddles of wax. "Perhaps Hiei here is just special... Would you like something to drink?" She added, obviously wanting to get away.
"Moo!" Hiei chirped.
"Water is fine for me."
The girl nodded and quickly walked away.
"Kra'ma?" Hiei suddenly asked timidly, poking at the cooling wax with one finger.
"Hm?"
"For Kina?"
"Yes, I'll send the doll to Kina when we get home, alright?" Kurama smiled down at the little demon.
When the girl appeared again with a glass of water and a tippy-cup of milk, Kurama took them both to sniff for poisons. Sometimes he couldn't believe the number of murder attempts sent at him and Hiei daily. Detecting nothing he grabbed a small complementary packet of sugar and dumped it into Hiei's milk.
"Happy birthday, Hiei," he said, handing the baby the now sweetened drink.
"Hn!"
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Kurama: gee, you even obsessed over your sister when you were one year old. *sighs* what a brat.
Hiei: *grumbles* I still have a sword that can slice you in half you know.
Kurama: you wouldn't.
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