Disclaimer: Of course Yu Yu Hakusho belongs to me! And I also own the universe! That's right, every planet and star and speck of dust and microorganism belong to me. *note sarcasm*
AN If any of you have ever seen Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail, you might note that one of the lines in this fic is from it. Can you figure out which one? Also, this isn't as angsty as I wanted it to be, because I was writing this chapter while my class was supposed to be watching a movie - that we weren't really watching. Does that make sense, no. Good.
Also, I want to let you all know that Hiei isn't really afraid of clowns. I just added that part for humor. Stop being confused.
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Chapter 11
Stolen
It was only a matter of time, Kurama glumly decided. With Hiei's growing fame as a powerful Youkai, he was bound to be feared. And with that fear came the hundred of pompous challengers that decided to take him away from the world.
What morons.
"Have at you!"
Hiei merely sneezed at his latest challenger, about the fiftieth that day, in response.
"Hiei, fire brat - have at you!"
Hiei then pouted, still suffering form his cold. "NOOOO!!" He whined, attempting to hide behind Kurama. "Mama, I don't wanna play with him! I'm still sleepy!"
Kurama turned slitted eyes to glare at the tall demon. "You heard him, go away! Come back tomorrow or something!"
"I will not leave until I've defeated him!" The demon insisted. "Have at you!"
Hiei let out another whine as Kurama stepped out from in front of him. The little demon attempted to continue hiding behind the Youko's legs, but quickly realized the sooner he defeated his new foe, the quicker he could go to sleep. The little boy reluctantly drew his sword. The large demon scoffed and surrounded himself what looked to be a very strong barrier. It wasn't really, just a haze to brown light. Dragging his sword behind him, Hiei sighed again before pouncing.
"Have at-"
"Can I sleep now?" Hiei asked, turning back to his Mama, sticking out his lower lip in a way that enhanced his cuteness. Kurama nodded and smiled.
"Of course baby. You've been fighting all day."
The toddler let out a sigh of relief and allowed hismelf to succumb to darkness and sleep. And thus explains why two hours later, Kurama was easily ambushed. He had had a few things on his mind - not to mention he wasn't really paying attention to his surroundings. And he had long ago turned out the complaining imps behind him. Hiei was still sleeping - wrapped up in a cocoon of vines to keep him warm.
And then, he was attacked from behind. It was the perfect moment, really. Hiei had just entered another sneezing fit, while Kurama was helpless against the moment of cuteness. It was quite an accomplishment, taking a Youko by complete surprise. Yet, under the correct circumstances, it could be done.
The imps quickly fled.
"Give us all your valuables and we'll leave a few of your limbs untouched!" Came the shout after the Youko and his fire demon had been completely surrounded by a band of forty or so thieves.
By his new motherly instincts, Kurama clutched Hiei's still sleeping and still cocooned form close to his body. Then, taking a few steps backwards before realizing there were more thieves behind him. They must have been getting smarter.
"Give it up, now!"
Now, if Kurama had been alone at this moment in time, he would have defeated the thieves in less then a minute. But because he was holding his very tired and very sick baby, fighting tactics fled his mind and panic took full front. He didn't even have the thought to announce himself and have the joy of watching the thieves run for their lives. In truth, Kurama was so preoccupied with panicking, he didn't notice one of the thieves approaching from behind until he received a crack on the head and a paralyzing snap at his neck.
"Take the goods and leave him."
Kurama, still unable to move his body, could only watch as more of the demons moved closer. With one last ditch effort, having finally gathered his senses together, the plant controlling Youko grew the grass around him into long and sharp blades, before directing them to shred apart the oncoming Youkai's. Hiei finally woke up, feeling the powerful energy coming from his Mama. The little demon tried to escape the vines holding him, but Kurama had made them fireproof. And thus, Hiei proof.
"Mama!?" Hiei screeched, trying to claw his way free.
Kurama, exhausted both physically and power-wise slumped towards the ground. And only last demon remained. The demon picked up Hiei and peered closely at the two red eyes peeking back out at him. Then, his gave went back to the nearly unconscious Kurama. The demon quickly decided that Kurama was near death and would die more painful the way he was going.
"Hiei," Kurama sobbingly whispered, already knowing his baby's fate. The small child had already been identified as a Koorime, and in that knowledge, a precious jewel factory. "Don't cry Hiei, never cry. And be strong, I'll come and get you..." And then he was out - vines scuttling over his form to hide him by reflex.
"Ma...-ma?" Hiei whispered, eyes wide.
"He's dead kid." The demon thief said before taking a very firm hold of the cocoon's strap and began dragging Hiei along behind him.
"MAAAAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"
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After the theft of Hiei, Kurama became ruthless. He did spend many years searching desperately for his baby - or even the imps that followed him everywhere. But even after four hundred years, he found nothing. After about three hundred of those years, the one imp he managed to snatch reported that he could not find even a baby carriage and Kurama ended up killing him out of anger. The Youko's had been no help at all. If Hiei had been a Youko kit, they would have acted - but not a demon that Kurama had found.
Because of his loss, Kurama's eyes lost their motherly gleam. He became more cold and fierce with each item he stole, and every demon he killed. All demons fled at even the faintest trace of his ki. Plundering became his life, stealing things that didn't even come close to value what he had lost.
And all traces of humor let him.
Until that fateful day - when he was shot by the hunter. The day he fled to the human world and took over a human fetus that would die from a miscarriage in less then a week's time. That day when Hiei's seemingly innocent words filled his ears.
Strangely enough, the day when Hiei's dreams about a dying peanut finally made sense.
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Hiei: that wasn't very angsty.
Kurama: maybe not for you! I became the ruthless Youko Kurama! I liked being OOC!
Hiei: but, I finally got to grow up!
Ahm... sorry about them. Anyway remember what I said last time? About reviews being motivation? Yeah, so review.
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AN If any of you have ever seen Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail, you might note that one of the lines in this fic is from it. Can you figure out which one? Also, this isn't as angsty as I wanted it to be, because I was writing this chapter while my class was supposed to be watching a movie - that we weren't really watching. Does that make sense, no. Good.
Also, I want to let you all know that Hiei isn't really afraid of clowns. I just added that part for humor. Stop being confused.
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Chapter 11
Stolen
It was only a matter of time, Kurama glumly decided. With Hiei's growing fame as a powerful Youkai, he was bound to be feared. And with that fear came the hundred of pompous challengers that decided to take him away from the world.
What morons.
"Have at you!"
Hiei merely sneezed at his latest challenger, about the fiftieth that day, in response.
"Hiei, fire brat - have at you!"
Hiei then pouted, still suffering form his cold. "NOOOO!!" He whined, attempting to hide behind Kurama. "Mama, I don't wanna play with him! I'm still sleepy!"
Kurama turned slitted eyes to glare at the tall demon. "You heard him, go away! Come back tomorrow or something!"
"I will not leave until I've defeated him!" The demon insisted. "Have at you!"
Hiei let out another whine as Kurama stepped out from in front of him. The little demon attempted to continue hiding behind the Youko's legs, but quickly realized the sooner he defeated his new foe, the quicker he could go to sleep. The little boy reluctantly drew his sword. The large demon scoffed and surrounded himself what looked to be a very strong barrier. It wasn't really, just a haze to brown light. Dragging his sword behind him, Hiei sighed again before pouncing.
"Have at-"
"Can I sleep now?" Hiei asked, turning back to his Mama, sticking out his lower lip in a way that enhanced his cuteness. Kurama nodded and smiled.
"Of course baby. You've been fighting all day."
The toddler let out a sigh of relief and allowed hismelf to succumb to darkness and sleep. And thus explains why two hours later, Kurama was easily ambushed. He had had a few things on his mind - not to mention he wasn't really paying attention to his surroundings. And he had long ago turned out the complaining imps behind him. Hiei was still sleeping - wrapped up in a cocoon of vines to keep him warm.
And then, he was attacked from behind. It was the perfect moment, really. Hiei had just entered another sneezing fit, while Kurama was helpless against the moment of cuteness. It was quite an accomplishment, taking a Youko by complete surprise. Yet, under the correct circumstances, it could be done.
The imps quickly fled.
"Give us all your valuables and we'll leave a few of your limbs untouched!" Came the shout after the Youko and his fire demon had been completely surrounded by a band of forty or so thieves.
By his new motherly instincts, Kurama clutched Hiei's still sleeping and still cocooned form close to his body. Then, taking a few steps backwards before realizing there were more thieves behind him. They must have been getting smarter.
"Give it up, now!"
Now, if Kurama had been alone at this moment in time, he would have defeated the thieves in less then a minute. But because he was holding his very tired and very sick baby, fighting tactics fled his mind and panic took full front. He didn't even have the thought to announce himself and have the joy of watching the thieves run for their lives. In truth, Kurama was so preoccupied with panicking, he didn't notice one of the thieves approaching from behind until he received a crack on the head and a paralyzing snap at his neck.
"Take the goods and leave him."
Kurama, still unable to move his body, could only watch as more of the demons moved closer. With one last ditch effort, having finally gathered his senses together, the plant controlling Youko grew the grass around him into long and sharp blades, before directing them to shred apart the oncoming Youkai's. Hiei finally woke up, feeling the powerful energy coming from his Mama. The little demon tried to escape the vines holding him, but Kurama had made them fireproof. And thus, Hiei proof.
"Mama!?" Hiei screeched, trying to claw his way free.
Kurama, exhausted both physically and power-wise slumped towards the ground. And only last demon remained. The demon picked up Hiei and peered closely at the two red eyes peeking back out at him. Then, his gave went back to the nearly unconscious Kurama. The demon quickly decided that Kurama was near death and would die more painful the way he was going.
"Hiei," Kurama sobbingly whispered, already knowing his baby's fate. The small child had already been identified as a Koorime, and in that knowledge, a precious jewel factory. "Don't cry Hiei, never cry. And be strong, I'll come and get you..." And then he was out - vines scuttling over his form to hide him by reflex.
"Ma...-ma?" Hiei whispered, eyes wide.
"He's dead kid." The demon thief said before taking a very firm hold of the cocoon's strap and began dragging Hiei along behind him.
"MAAAAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"
===
After the theft of Hiei, Kurama became ruthless. He did spend many years searching desperately for his baby - or even the imps that followed him everywhere. But even after four hundred years, he found nothing. After about three hundred of those years, the one imp he managed to snatch reported that he could not find even a baby carriage and Kurama ended up killing him out of anger. The Youko's had been no help at all. If Hiei had been a Youko kit, they would have acted - but not a demon that Kurama had found.
Because of his loss, Kurama's eyes lost their motherly gleam. He became more cold and fierce with each item he stole, and every demon he killed. All demons fled at even the faintest trace of his ki. Plundering became his life, stealing things that didn't even come close to value what he had lost.
And all traces of humor let him.
Until that fateful day - when he was shot by the hunter. The day he fled to the human world and took over a human fetus that would die from a miscarriage in less then a week's time. That day when Hiei's seemingly innocent words filled his ears.
Strangely enough, the day when Hiei's dreams about a dying peanut finally made sense.
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Hiei: that wasn't very angsty.
Kurama: maybe not for you! I became the ruthless Youko Kurama! I liked being OOC!
Hiei: but, I finally got to grow up!
Ahm... sorry about them. Anyway remember what I said last time? About reviews being motivation? Yeah, so review.
.