Not only do I not own YYH, I *can't* own YYH. Something about restraining orders...
AN Alright, you caught me. The beginning of last chapter was inspired in part of Demon Diary. But it did have some meaning to it, can you find it? *is suddenly reminded of stupid Trix train robbery commertial "can *you*?" @.@ Anyway, this probably isn't very funny, but my headach just returned for round eighty seven, and I'm verrrrry tired. School will do that to you, deprive you of sleep. Anyway, I'll try to make next chapter twice as funny... or as funny as I can. I'll also try to post faster.
Sorry for the delays. BTW, Hiei is now two years old.
Chapter 8
Kitsune Tails
Between the nightmares of peanuts, running from strangers and pulling hair - Hiei spent his first two or so years of life in a relatively sheltered home. He had an unwilling parental figure (read: an overprotective Youko who wouldn't let him out of his sight) and enough food to make him permanently round.
In fact, the only real reason that the fire demon wasn't already fat was because he and his Mama were constantly traveling. West side of the Makai, east side, to the south... you name it, they've been there.
"Mama, mama! Look!"
Hiei bounced around the silver, five tailed fox - chasing a large butterfly. He finally caught the insect and stared wide-eyed as its wings fluttered in his hand, trying to escape.
Quickly loosing interest, Hiei set the wings on fire and watched curiously as the insect shuddered and fell limply to the ground.
Nudging the infant with his paw, Kurama urged him forwards. His goal was originally to reach the distant forests before nightfall. Now it was to move out of eyesight of their den. By noon, the goal had failed.
Returning to his humanoid form, Kurama scooped up Hiei and began walking in a quick march. This particular journey actually had an importance to him that didn't involve plant seeds. It would be the first time since he had left his Youko clan, nearly a hundred years ago, that he would see his family. The whole clan of Youko's were to arrive at a sort of convention in not to many more days.
At first, Kurama had been slightly unsure about bringing Hiei along with him. But after said demon had attached himself quite firmly to the silver foxes tail and refused to let go, he relented. And there they were, once again traveling across the Makai for the Youko's land.
While walking they passed many flowers...
"Oh! It's so pretty! BURN!"
...that were flammable. And many Youkai...
"Stupid mean demon! BURN!"
...that were also strangely flammable. In fact, the only things that seemed to pass Hiei's non-flaming test were Kurama and Hiei himself. Thus explains the burned path across the Makai.
"Okay baby, we're going to rest here tonight," Kurama decided. He carefully examined the lone tree in the large empty space. He decided it was satisfactory and boosted Hiei onto a sturdy looking branch. The fire demon yawned cutely and waited patiently while Kurama scrambled up next to him.
At times like this, raising a fire demon had its plus side. Instant fire when ever and where ever needed (this provided hot meals and water for bathing) warmth at night (when cradling the demon in his arms during the night) and a very good watch-demon. Hiei was a very light sleeper, a squirrel sneezing a mile away would alert the fire demon. However, very early in the morning something alerted Hiei that didn't cause him to be wary or afraid.
With a little squirm, the demon freed himself from Kurama's death-grasp and carefully clambered down the tree towards the ground. Actually, after getting out of his Mama's grasp, Hiei made a grab for his bunny and lost his balance, falling out of the tree and right on top of a small, fluffy black thing.
Hiei's small cushion whimpered quietly at first before bursting into ear-shattering sobs. Hiei managed to gather his bearings and crawled off the fluffy thing towards one side. Thus, he revealed a very young Youko kit. The kit, though it was Hiei's age didn't have any Youki yet, not having developed it to the point of use. Ever the curious one, the fire demon stared intently and quickly darted around to see the kit's tail, and give it a tiny tug/pet.
"Hi!" Hiei chirped, crawling a little more so that he was facing the kit. "I'm Hiei, who're you? Are you going to the Youko ven-sen? Me and Mama are, it's going to be fun! Mama says that I'm going to meet lots of Youko's, and that they're all really nice..." he continued babbling on, probably in the longest arrangement of words in his whole short life.
Funny thing was, Hiei was usually terrified of strangers young or old. But this kit smelled comforting like pine trees, and that was the smell he associated with Kurama. Kurama was safe, so this kit was safe.
The kit sniffled, a little unsure about the strange Youkai that fell from the sky and pulled tails. "I'm Kuno." He said finally.
Hiei smiled, showing off his sharp teeth. "See my bunny?" He asked, holding up the much more scruffy looking Mr. Fuzzy-Tail. "Mama gave him to be when I was little."
Kuno giggled. "You're still little!"
Just that moment, however, another Youko appeared. Sharp eyes saw Hiei first, wielding a bunny, and then Kuno with a tear streaked face. The Youko started towards Hiei with an angry scowl on his face. Hiei 'eeped' and jumped back into the tree to cuddle with his Mama.
"Youko Kurama," the new Youko snarled. "I should have known!"
Now, normally there was nothing wrong with adopting a demon found in the wilds, but stories had been told about Kurama and his fire demon. For example, how Hiei enjoyed setting things on fire, and how skilled the baby was with a sword at age one. And, the tiny little detail that Hiei had somehow managed to pull the new Youko's tail before disappearing didn't help.
Kurama groaned out a strange slurring noise and rolled over on his branch. Unfortunately for both him, Hiei and the two other Youko's, he lost his balance and fell with a thump.
"Get off!"
"WAHHH!!"
"WAHHH!!"
Kurama blinked, not quite sure what had just happened. He scrunched up his brow, thinking. One, sudden introduction of heat. Two, a voice that was very unpleasant on the ears. Three, falling. Four, two crying baby's and a very annoyed unpleasant voice.
Wait a minute! TWO BABIES?!
With a whimper, Kurama opened his eyes to see both Hiei and the black Youko kit crying. "Not another one!" He whined, "I have enough to deal with!"
With a start, he realized that he was sitting on yet another Youko and quickly jumped clear.
Youko Juu and his son Kuno. Insert big sigh of relief.
However, Hiei was still crying from his recent fall, this time without a cushion to land on. Kurama quickly picked him up and cuddled until the fire demon decided pretending to cry was too babyish, even if Kuno was still crying.
"Mama," Hiei stated, clutching his bunny tightly, so as the new Youko wouldn't get any ideas such as thieving it. "I'm hungry."
Kuno whimpered to his father about the same thing.
Kurama nodded and began walking with Hiei in his arms. They hadn't made camp the night before, so there was nothing to clean up. After a few minutes of walking, Kurama reached into his personal space and retrieved a few of the fruits Hiei loved so much. He handed them over and decided his own meal could wait.
"Hiei-chan!"
Hiei stiffened and attempted to look over his Mama's shoulder.
"Wait for us! Daddy says we can walk with you!"
Kurama groaned, this was going to be a long journey.
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Hiei: how exactly was that funny?
Kurama: ...
Hiei: ...
Next time! Why in the world are there imps at a Yoko convention? BABYSITTING?!
Please review *pathetic expression*
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AN Alright, you caught me. The beginning of last chapter was inspired in part of Demon Diary. But it did have some meaning to it, can you find it? *is suddenly reminded of stupid Trix train robbery commertial "can *you*?" @.@ Anyway, this probably isn't very funny, but my headach just returned for round eighty seven, and I'm verrrrry tired. School will do that to you, deprive you of sleep. Anyway, I'll try to make next chapter twice as funny... or as funny as I can. I'll also try to post faster.
Sorry for the delays. BTW, Hiei is now two years old.
Chapter 8
Kitsune Tails
Between the nightmares of peanuts, running from strangers and pulling hair - Hiei spent his first two or so years of life in a relatively sheltered home. He had an unwilling parental figure (read: an overprotective Youko who wouldn't let him out of his sight) and enough food to make him permanently round.
In fact, the only real reason that the fire demon wasn't already fat was because he and his Mama were constantly traveling. West side of the Makai, east side, to the south... you name it, they've been there.
"Mama, mama! Look!"
Hiei bounced around the silver, five tailed fox - chasing a large butterfly. He finally caught the insect and stared wide-eyed as its wings fluttered in his hand, trying to escape.
Quickly loosing interest, Hiei set the wings on fire and watched curiously as the insect shuddered and fell limply to the ground.
Nudging the infant with his paw, Kurama urged him forwards. His goal was originally to reach the distant forests before nightfall. Now it was to move out of eyesight of their den. By noon, the goal had failed.
Returning to his humanoid form, Kurama scooped up Hiei and began walking in a quick march. This particular journey actually had an importance to him that didn't involve plant seeds. It would be the first time since he had left his Youko clan, nearly a hundred years ago, that he would see his family. The whole clan of Youko's were to arrive at a sort of convention in not to many more days.
At first, Kurama had been slightly unsure about bringing Hiei along with him. But after said demon had attached himself quite firmly to the silver foxes tail and refused to let go, he relented. And there they were, once again traveling across the Makai for the Youko's land.
While walking they passed many flowers...
"Oh! It's so pretty! BURN!"
...that were flammable. And many Youkai...
"Stupid mean demon! BURN!"
...that were also strangely flammable. In fact, the only things that seemed to pass Hiei's non-flaming test were Kurama and Hiei himself. Thus explains the burned path across the Makai.
"Okay baby, we're going to rest here tonight," Kurama decided. He carefully examined the lone tree in the large empty space. He decided it was satisfactory and boosted Hiei onto a sturdy looking branch. The fire demon yawned cutely and waited patiently while Kurama scrambled up next to him.
At times like this, raising a fire demon had its plus side. Instant fire when ever and where ever needed (this provided hot meals and water for bathing) warmth at night (when cradling the demon in his arms during the night) and a very good watch-demon. Hiei was a very light sleeper, a squirrel sneezing a mile away would alert the fire demon. However, very early in the morning something alerted Hiei that didn't cause him to be wary or afraid.
With a little squirm, the demon freed himself from Kurama's death-grasp and carefully clambered down the tree towards the ground. Actually, after getting out of his Mama's grasp, Hiei made a grab for his bunny and lost his balance, falling out of the tree and right on top of a small, fluffy black thing.
Hiei's small cushion whimpered quietly at first before bursting into ear-shattering sobs. Hiei managed to gather his bearings and crawled off the fluffy thing towards one side. Thus, he revealed a very young Youko kit. The kit, though it was Hiei's age didn't have any Youki yet, not having developed it to the point of use. Ever the curious one, the fire demon stared intently and quickly darted around to see the kit's tail, and give it a tiny tug/pet.
"Hi!" Hiei chirped, crawling a little more so that he was facing the kit. "I'm Hiei, who're you? Are you going to the Youko ven-sen? Me and Mama are, it's going to be fun! Mama says that I'm going to meet lots of Youko's, and that they're all really nice..." he continued babbling on, probably in the longest arrangement of words in his whole short life.
Funny thing was, Hiei was usually terrified of strangers young or old. But this kit smelled comforting like pine trees, and that was the smell he associated with Kurama. Kurama was safe, so this kit was safe.
The kit sniffled, a little unsure about the strange Youkai that fell from the sky and pulled tails. "I'm Kuno." He said finally.
Hiei smiled, showing off his sharp teeth. "See my bunny?" He asked, holding up the much more scruffy looking Mr. Fuzzy-Tail. "Mama gave him to be when I was little."
Kuno giggled. "You're still little!"
Just that moment, however, another Youko appeared. Sharp eyes saw Hiei first, wielding a bunny, and then Kuno with a tear streaked face. The Youko started towards Hiei with an angry scowl on his face. Hiei 'eeped' and jumped back into the tree to cuddle with his Mama.
"Youko Kurama," the new Youko snarled. "I should have known!"
Now, normally there was nothing wrong with adopting a demon found in the wilds, but stories had been told about Kurama and his fire demon. For example, how Hiei enjoyed setting things on fire, and how skilled the baby was with a sword at age one. And, the tiny little detail that Hiei had somehow managed to pull the new Youko's tail before disappearing didn't help.
Kurama groaned out a strange slurring noise and rolled over on his branch. Unfortunately for both him, Hiei and the two other Youko's, he lost his balance and fell with a thump.
"Get off!"
"WAHHH!!"
"WAHHH!!"
Kurama blinked, not quite sure what had just happened. He scrunched up his brow, thinking. One, sudden introduction of heat. Two, a voice that was very unpleasant on the ears. Three, falling. Four, two crying baby's and a very annoyed unpleasant voice.
Wait a minute! TWO BABIES?!
With a whimper, Kurama opened his eyes to see both Hiei and the black Youko kit crying. "Not another one!" He whined, "I have enough to deal with!"
With a start, he realized that he was sitting on yet another Youko and quickly jumped clear.
Youko Juu and his son Kuno. Insert big sigh of relief.
However, Hiei was still crying from his recent fall, this time without a cushion to land on. Kurama quickly picked him up and cuddled until the fire demon decided pretending to cry was too babyish, even if Kuno was still crying.
"Mama," Hiei stated, clutching his bunny tightly, so as the new Youko wouldn't get any ideas such as thieving it. "I'm hungry."
Kuno whimpered to his father about the same thing.
Kurama nodded and began walking with Hiei in his arms. They hadn't made camp the night before, so there was nothing to clean up. After a few minutes of walking, Kurama reached into his personal space and retrieved a few of the fruits Hiei loved so much. He handed them over and decided his own meal could wait.
"Hiei-chan!"
Hiei stiffened and attempted to look over his Mama's shoulder.
"Wait for us! Daddy says we can walk with you!"
Kurama groaned, this was going to be a long journey.
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Hiei: how exactly was that funny?
Kurama: ...
Hiei: ...
Next time! Why in the world are there imps at a Yoko convention? BABYSITTING?!
Please review *pathetic expression*
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