AN So, I really think I've forgotten how to write humerous fiction. Everything I've written lately is so depressing. Maybe that's just because school is starting soon and I'm depressed about that... *shruggs* Anyway, sorry if it's not humerous... and that there's no plot as of yet... and that I've got to go to that torture chamber called school... Private school, it's a pain in my @$$.
Be sure to check out my new fic "Her Misfit" I've been told it's good, let me know what you think.
Chapter 6
Mama
There are two things that fire demons hate by nature. Such things are so evil, so cruel that they are avoided at all costs. Threatening such a demon with these things could result in an almost certain death. A bloody massacre that ironically would result in only one death. And, it probably wouldn't be very bloody, considering fire demons.
Ice was the first thing. Anything cold was evil, as Kurama learned at an early stage of raising Hiei. However, Hiei was half ice demon, though the powers from those genetics didn't show.
The second thing, much more evil then ice, was bath-time.
"Hiei! You get down here right now!" Kurama shouted, looking up into the Pine tree Hiei had hidden himself in after they had finished a short training session. The sessions helped Hiei strengthen and control his powers, and his sword handling techniques. Unfortunately they also got the little demon extremely dirty and rather sweaty.
"NO!"
"If you don't get down here I'm taking away your blankie!" Kurama threatened, willing the tree-branches to part so he could see the yellow-clad child.
"NO!" Hiei scampered onto a different branch.
"*And* Mr. Fuzzy-tail!"
"NO!"
"And you're not going to be allowed to train with your sword anymore!"
"NO!"
Kurama sighed, running out of threats. Why did he have to be the one with the insane child from hell? Why not some demon who could actually handle him?
"Fine," he called, "I'm just going to go and bathe by myself. And I'm not sharing any bubbles!"
"MAMA! WAIT!!!" There were some shuffling sounds as Hiei slowly started climbing down from the tree. The little boy fell the last few feet, landing on his rear with a little cry of pain.
'Mama' was Kurama's new name according to Hiei. The little demon had seen a few demons his age clinging madly to a tall long-haired person screaming the word "mama" along with phrases like "I want candy" and "up! up!" Thus, Kurama had first become "Kur-mama" and a day later, it was just Mama. Not only that, but Hiei had developed an extremely sweet tooth with just one piece of candy, stolen from one of the whinny brats.
"No," Kurama said, continuing to walk away from the tree. A moment or so later, a small hand fisted itself in his tail and a sniffily voice whimpered.
"Mama..." Hiei whispered, trying to keep pace with Kurama's long strides. "Wait fer me!" The baby quickly gave up, strengthened his hold on Kurama's tail and sat down to be dragged.
Wincing, Kurama chanced a glance behind him, seeing that the tears streaking down Hiei's face were genuine and turned around to pick up the little demon. Hiei did his best to stop crying, fisting his hands into the Youko's hair and burying his face in his neck. "Did you pick up all your tears like I told you to?" Kurama asked.
Making a tiny agreeing sound, Hiei wiped his face and held out his tiny, fisted hand. Resting on his palm were about a dozen black Koorime tear-gems.
"Good boy!" Kurama said, pleased. "You always want to pick those up or else somebody will steal them from you." Like a certain Youko... "Do you remember where to put them?"
Hiei nodded again and scrunched his face in concentration. It was so cute, Kurama couldn't help but giggle. A moment later a little black velvet bag appeared in one hand while the other worked the place all the gems inside. Incidentally it was the same pouch Hiei had stolen from a certain Ice-demon and had held a stupid icy seed. Scrunching his face again, Hiei willed the pouch to disappear as Kurama had taught him to.
Pleased, Kurama bounced the little baby and began walking towards the creek that flowed nearby. Hiei responded by hiding his face in Kurama's gauzy white tunic and shivering.
Bath-time was indeed evil. Such a time when somebody massaged your scalp, rubbed your skin until it felt like mush and took the time to play with you was not welcome in most demons lives. Hiei only put up with it because if he didn't, his Mama would take away his stuffed bunny, Mr. Fuzzy-tail. So, sitting in the creek and sulking as Kurama took care in not getting soap into his eyes, Hiei let the silver Youko do as he wished.
"Baby, stop fidgeting!"
"NO! NO!"
By the time Kurama was ready to utter the words, "All done!" Hiei had already jumped out of the water and raised his body temperature to dry himself. Yawning cutely, Hiei lifted his arms into the air, silently demanding to be carried back to the den.
Kurama shook himself as dry as he could, not being his own personal dryer, and hoisted the sleepy little demon into his arms. The sun was just setting behind them and Kurama was pleased. Today was the first day Hiei had managed to stay awake without the help of a mid-day nap. Instead, they had done a little 'work' in one of the fruit orchards of Youko's property. And had eaten quite a bit of said fruit, spent time playing in their little 'training session' and now had a bath. With a bottle of sweet nectar, Hiei would be set to go to bed.
Walking briskly, Kurama cradled Hiei and carefully scanned the surrounding area for possible threats. Seeing none the Youko headed directly to his den. Pushing aside the vines hiding the entrance, Kurama sent a trickle of his energy though the glow-plants growing along the walls, immediately illuminating the cave with a warm light.
He walked into one of the adjoining caves near the back and swiftly prepared a bottle of the nectar Hiei would be eating for dinner. Placing the bottle on Hiei's tummy to warm, Kurama walked into the bedroom section of the den and sat them down on his own bed. A magnificent creation considering it was a cave. A four poster made of still living branches and vines, giant silk leaves, blankets, pillows and flower petals.
"Hiei," Kurama said softly, removing the bottle before it started to boil. "Wake up."
Hiei ignored the request in favor of burrowing deeper into Kurama's arms. He muttered something along the lines of "my mama..." and "Kina," but otherwise remained silent.
"Hiei!" Kurama gasped out, "Mr. Fuzzy-tail is gone!"
Hiei woke up with a scream, jumping from Kurama's arms and dashing towards his bed. Not realizing he had been had, Hiei picked up the scruffy brown bunny and cuddled it to his chest. "Liar!" He cried on the verge of tears. "Mama you lied!"
Kurama chuckled, "I guess I just didn't see him there..." He shook his head and walked towards Hiei's bed, handing over the bottle. "Get ready for bed baby, you've had a long day. And remember to eat all of your dinner this time."
Hiei attempted a death-glare, but he was so cute and sleepy - standing in a yellow jump-suit and clutching a scruffy stuffed animal in one hand and a bottle with dancing, fat Youkai's in the other, yawning every few seconds - that it had little effect on the Youko.
"I'll tell you a story when you're in bed," Kurama pressed, "a story about Princess Kina."
The half-Koorime instantly brightened and tossed his pillow aside to reveal his cute green and blue checked footie pajamas. It took a moment for the child to struggle his way out of the clothing he was already wearing by himself, and a few minutes more for him to wiggle into his pajamas. In fact, the little boy got so frustrated with the buttons he threw himself down on the floor and pouted until Kurama came to help.
"Mama," Hiei said, removing the bottle from his mouth for a moment in favor of bossing around his Mama. "Story time!"
Kurama nodded and sat down next to the little nest of giant silk leaves, flower petals and pillows Hiei used as a bed. Tucking his baby underneath the warm blanket and taking a moment to fluff the pillow, the silver haired 'mama' made sure Hiei was comfortable. Hiei made a grabbing motion for his bunny, which Kurama handed over swiftly.
"Now," he began, watching with a loving smile as the fire demon curled around the toy. "When Princess Kina was very small she had the best protector in the whole of the three worlds..."
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Kurama: ...
Hiei: ... I think you're losing your touch
Kurama: Kur-mama? Where did that come from?
Hiei: *shudders*
Next time! Exploding furit and vegetables!
REVIEW!!!
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Be sure to check out my new fic "Her Misfit" I've been told it's good, let me know what you think.
Chapter 6
Mama
There are two things that fire demons hate by nature. Such things are so evil, so cruel that they are avoided at all costs. Threatening such a demon with these things could result in an almost certain death. A bloody massacre that ironically would result in only one death. And, it probably wouldn't be very bloody, considering fire demons.
Ice was the first thing. Anything cold was evil, as Kurama learned at an early stage of raising Hiei. However, Hiei was half ice demon, though the powers from those genetics didn't show.
The second thing, much more evil then ice, was bath-time.
"Hiei! You get down here right now!" Kurama shouted, looking up into the Pine tree Hiei had hidden himself in after they had finished a short training session. The sessions helped Hiei strengthen and control his powers, and his sword handling techniques. Unfortunately they also got the little demon extremely dirty and rather sweaty.
"NO!"
"If you don't get down here I'm taking away your blankie!" Kurama threatened, willing the tree-branches to part so he could see the yellow-clad child.
"NO!" Hiei scampered onto a different branch.
"*And* Mr. Fuzzy-tail!"
"NO!"
"And you're not going to be allowed to train with your sword anymore!"
"NO!"
Kurama sighed, running out of threats. Why did he have to be the one with the insane child from hell? Why not some demon who could actually handle him?
"Fine," he called, "I'm just going to go and bathe by myself. And I'm not sharing any bubbles!"
"MAMA! WAIT!!!" There were some shuffling sounds as Hiei slowly started climbing down from the tree. The little boy fell the last few feet, landing on his rear with a little cry of pain.
'Mama' was Kurama's new name according to Hiei. The little demon had seen a few demons his age clinging madly to a tall long-haired person screaming the word "mama" along with phrases like "I want candy" and "up! up!" Thus, Kurama had first become "Kur-mama" and a day later, it was just Mama. Not only that, but Hiei had developed an extremely sweet tooth with just one piece of candy, stolen from one of the whinny brats.
"No," Kurama said, continuing to walk away from the tree. A moment or so later, a small hand fisted itself in his tail and a sniffily voice whimpered.
"Mama..." Hiei whispered, trying to keep pace with Kurama's long strides. "Wait fer me!" The baby quickly gave up, strengthened his hold on Kurama's tail and sat down to be dragged.
Wincing, Kurama chanced a glance behind him, seeing that the tears streaking down Hiei's face were genuine and turned around to pick up the little demon. Hiei did his best to stop crying, fisting his hands into the Youko's hair and burying his face in his neck. "Did you pick up all your tears like I told you to?" Kurama asked.
Making a tiny agreeing sound, Hiei wiped his face and held out his tiny, fisted hand. Resting on his palm were about a dozen black Koorime tear-gems.
"Good boy!" Kurama said, pleased. "You always want to pick those up or else somebody will steal them from you." Like a certain Youko... "Do you remember where to put them?"
Hiei nodded again and scrunched his face in concentration. It was so cute, Kurama couldn't help but giggle. A moment later a little black velvet bag appeared in one hand while the other worked the place all the gems inside. Incidentally it was the same pouch Hiei had stolen from a certain Ice-demon and had held a stupid icy seed. Scrunching his face again, Hiei willed the pouch to disappear as Kurama had taught him to.
Pleased, Kurama bounced the little baby and began walking towards the creek that flowed nearby. Hiei responded by hiding his face in Kurama's gauzy white tunic and shivering.
Bath-time was indeed evil. Such a time when somebody massaged your scalp, rubbed your skin until it felt like mush and took the time to play with you was not welcome in most demons lives. Hiei only put up with it because if he didn't, his Mama would take away his stuffed bunny, Mr. Fuzzy-tail. So, sitting in the creek and sulking as Kurama took care in not getting soap into his eyes, Hiei let the silver Youko do as he wished.
"Baby, stop fidgeting!"
"NO! NO!"
By the time Kurama was ready to utter the words, "All done!" Hiei had already jumped out of the water and raised his body temperature to dry himself. Yawning cutely, Hiei lifted his arms into the air, silently demanding to be carried back to the den.
Kurama shook himself as dry as he could, not being his own personal dryer, and hoisted the sleepy little demon into his arms. The sun was just setting behind them and Kurama was pleased. Today was the first day Hiei had managed to stay awake without the help of a mid-day nap. Instead, they had done a little 'work' in one of the fruit orchards of Youko's property. And had eaten quite a bit of said fruit, spent time playing in their little 'training session' and now had a bath. With a bottle of sweet nectar, Hiei would be set to go to bed.
Walking briskly, Kurama cradled Hiei and carefully scanned the surrounding area for possible threats. Seeing none the Youko headed directly to his den. Pushing aside the vines hiding the entrance, Kurama sent a trickle of his energy though the glow-plants growing along the walls, immediately illuminating the cave with a warm light.
He walked into one of the adjoining caves near the back and swiftly prepared a bottle of the nectar Hiei would be eating for dinner. Placing the bottle on Hiei's tummy to warm, Kurama walked into the bedroom section of the den and sat them down on his own bed. A magnificent creation considering it was a cave. A four poster made of still living branches and vines, giant silk leaves, blankets, pillows and flower petals.
"Hiei," Kurama said softly, removing the bottle before it started to boil. "Wake up."
Hiei ignored the request in favor of burrowing deeper into Kurama's arms. He muttered something along the lines of "my mama..." and "Kina," but otherwise remained silent.
"Hiei!" Kurama gasped out, "Mr. Fuzzy-tail is gone!"
Hiei woke up with a scream, jumping from Kurama's arms and dashing towards his bed. Not realizing he had been had, Hiei picked up the scruffy brown bunny and cuddled it to his chest. "Liar!" He cried on the verge of tears. "Mama you lied!"
Kurama chuckled, "I guess I just didn't see him there..." He shook his head and walked towards Hiei's bed, handing over the bottle. "Get ready for bed baby, you've had a long day. And remember to eat all of your dinner this time."
Hiei attempted a death-glare, but he was so cute and sleepy - standing in a yellow jump-suit and clutching a scruffy stuffed animal in one hand and a bottle with dancing, fat Youkai's in the other, yawning every few seconds - that it had little effect on the Youko.
"I'll tell you a story when you're in bed," Kurama pressed, "a story about Princess Kina."
The half-Koorime instantly brightened and tossed his pillow aside to reveal his cute green and blue checked footie pajamas. It took a moment for the child to struggle his way out of the clothing he was already wearing by himself, and a few minutes more for him to wiggle into his pajamas. In fact, the little boy got so frustrated with the buttons he threw himself down on the floor and pouted until Kurama came to help.
"Mama," Hiei said, removing the bottle from his mouth for a moment in favor of bossing around his Mama. "Story time!"
Kurama nodded and sat down next to the little nest of giant silk leaves, flower petals and pillows Hiei used as a bed. Tucking his baby underneath the warm blanket and taking a moment to fluff the pillow, the silver haired 'mama' made sure Hiei was comfortable. Hiei made a grabbing motion for his bunny, which Kurama handed over swiftly.
"Now," he began, watching with a loving smile as the fire demon curled around the toy. "When Princess Kina was very small she had the best protector in the whole of the three worlds..."
===================================
Kurama: ...
Hiei: ... I think you're losing your touch
Kurama: Kur-mama? Where did that come from?
Hiei: *shudders*
Next time! Exploding furit and vegetables!
REVIEW!!!
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