A/N: ok guys this is mid-yaoi mid-not later chapters might get more yaoi might get less all depends I suppose on ur POV just don't flame me for no warning cuz I am right now WARNING MAY CONTAIN YAOI DEPENDING ON VIEW IF YOU DON:T LIKE GET OUT FLAMES WILL BE DELETED!!!! ok thats done
by the by: disclaimer: don't own em anything in here except the whole plot!
"Baka...baka...baka...kitsune," Hiei complained scratching his arm. He glared irritably at Kurama who didn't quite manage to conceal his smile. This only irked Hiei further. "Oh yes I am the Great Youko Kurama," Hiei said mocking Kurama's higher and softer tones, "the greatest plant controller ever but no I don't have the ability to tell the difference between poison ivy and a grape vine!" Hiei was practically shouting by then in his normal voice. Kurama glared at him but it lost a lot of its effect because he was laughing so hard.
That's right poor...erm...um..evil and threatening little Hiei happened to fall into some poison ivy. It wasn't exactly his fault however. It had started when he and Kurama were at the park. Hiei had taken his usual place in a tree while Kurama was enjoying his view of the plants. When a certain red head's youko side happened to take control and make him rather mischievous. Of course being mischievous without a partner or a victim, depending on how you look at it, is rather boring. So Kurama made the tree Hiei was so comfortable in, drop him unceremoniously to the ground. Unfortunately, neither had noticed the bed of poison ivy that Hiei had landed in. It was only realized after Kurama had pinned him in it and started to make the vines wrap Hiei up that he finally saw what it was. Hiei, of course, had started itching like mad. Yelling insults at Kurama who had started to laugh at him while Hiei tried to scratch the horrible rashes breaking out all over his skin. After Kurama had regained most of his sensibility, he dragged Hiei back to his house to clean up the poor demon.
So that's where they were now. Hiei was sprawled out over the bed for once abandoning the windowsill in favor of a small comfort. Kurama was sitting on the bed next to him trying to not to be too insulted or laugh too hard. Hiei shot another glare at him. Then gave it up in favor of itching his shoulder.
"I told you not to itch you're just going to make it worse," Kurama told him pulling the little hand away from his shoulder.
"But it itches!" Hiei half complained half whined. Kurama had to stop another giggle, Hiei looked absolutely adorable. Though Kurama, not wanting his tongue ripped out, kept that thought to himself.
"Let me see if I have some calamine lotion," Kurama said getting up and exiting to the bathroom. Hiei watched him leave, the minute the kitsune was out the door Hiei resumed scratching his shoulder his normally hard expression falling away in a half purr. "And no scratching Hiei," Kurama called from the bathroom. Hiei sighed in frustration but stopped scratching his shoulder. Instead he started to glare at the wall. He kept it up until the paint really did start to peel.
Kurama rattled through the medicine cabinet and found the bottle of pink liquid. Kurama sniffed it with distaste, hoping Hiei wouldn't notice the smell. He winced as he heard the little koorime scratching again. Kurama grabbed the cotton balls but then with a second thought put them back on the highest shelf. The one shelf that even he had to stand on his tiptoes to reach, hoping that an overly curious fire demon wouldn't find it later. Kurama smiled evilly before exiting the bathroom. His mischievous side had not been satisfied with merely pinning the demon and wrapping him in vines. Nooooooo he was a youko after all. (1)
Hiei looked up as Kurama came back into the room his hand still resting on his stomach where he had been scratching a few of his rashes. Kurama shot him a mild glare as he sat a pinkish looking bottle on the night stand. "I told you to stop scratching," Kurama said, narrowing his eyes a bit more for effect. Hiei just rolled his own eyes. "If you don't stop scratching, I am going to put socks over your hands," Kurama threatened. Hiei glared at him. "Well then let's hope the calamine lotion gets rid of the itch," Kurama said grabbing Hiei's limp arm. Hiei watched him warily as Kurama put his fingers over the top of the bottle and flipped it to get lotion on his fingers. Hiei watched very carefully, considering this could result in life, death, and him being non-itchy. Kurama smiled at the curious demon and started to rub the lotion into one of the red spots on his arm.
Hiei's first reaction was "cold!". Then he felt ultimately soothed and he almost started to purr. It felt good. Kurama finished coating the little rashes on one arm with lotion and then moved onto the other arm. Hiei was looking completely content and was only able to watch him through half lidded eyes. Kurama moved his fingers in soothing circles over the rashes.
Hiei almost whined when Kurama stopped but instead looked over at the kitsune who motioned for him to sit up. Hiei reluctantly complied. Kurama plucked at the ends of the shirts and then pulled in over Hiei's head. Hiei moved his arms to accommodate. The shirt was pulled off and Kurama observed the rashes all over the small chest and stomach.
"It's a good thing you aren't allergic to poison ivy otherwise you might be in trouble," Kurama commented lightly as he pushed the demon gently back to laying on the bed and resuming his gentle rubbing of the rashes.
"Hnnn," was the only response Hiei could come up with and was greeted by Kurama's chuckles. For some strange and mysterious reason Hiei never thought about doing it himself he didn't think about how he really didn't need Kurama's help. The feeling of fingers rubbing the itchiness out of his skin was too good to pass up. So he sat and let the fingers rub him to sleep.
Kurama finished with the stomach and chest. "Okay Hiei flip over," he said and when he felt no response he looked up at the demon his expression looking very exasperated but suddenly started to giggle. The little demon had fallen asleep. Kurama had a mini debate with himself about waking the demon up. Most would think that Kurama would do something sweet like let him sleep in the fluffy bed and not have to think about the rashes or the smelly pink stuff. But that isn't what happened. "Come on Hiei flip over," Kurama said louder pushing on Hiei's arm. Hiei grunted and managed to assist a little bit in the turning over but mostly Kurama flipped him over. Hiei snuggled into the pillows and fell back asleep as Kurama rubbed lotion over the half koorime's back.
He flipped Hiei over again trying to figure out the best way to go about this. He looked at the sleeping face. Kurama moved as gently as possible and undid one of Hiei's belts. /One down three to go/, Kurama thought sweat dropping. He moved to undo the next belt keeping an eye on Hiei who at least seemed to still be unconscious. Kurama felt a little nervous as he started to fidget with the third belt. It wasn't like he was doing anything wrong. I mean Hiei still had boxers on. Didn't he?!?! The question seemed to pop into Kurama's mind along with a very funny picture of the boxers or briefs commercials. This however didn't matter as two little hands suddenly and violently pushed his from where they had gone lax on the belt and started to redo his hard work.
"Baka kitsune what were you doing?" Hiei asked not looking like he really wanted to know.
"I was trying to get to the rashes on your legs," Kurama replied curtly. Hiei had the cutest little blush right below his eyes and Kurama was about to just hug him and go "aww" but the katana that still sat very close to the bed persuaded him not to.
"Hn," Hiei responded turning on his side and trying to go back to sleep. Kurama didn't know whether to take this as a "go ahead" or a "stay away".
"Hiei I really should put some lotion on those rashes," Kurama started again. Hiei who had almost fell back asleep got up aggravatedly and took the bottle from Kurama.
"I can do it myself," Hiei responded sniffily. Kurama grinned and pulled a bit on Hiei's hair.
"But its more fun when I do it," Kurama said smiling at the Jaganshi.(2)
"Baka kitsune," Hiei responded rolling his eyes.
"Come on Hiei, what are you embarrassed?" Kurama teased mercilessly. Hiei gave him a glare that quite clearly said "you are going to hell escorted by my dragon." Kurama's teasing smile however didn't fade and was wearing on Hiei's last nerve. Finally he just collapsed back on the bed and handed the bottle to the youko who took it smiling. Kurama undid the four belts expertly and then pulled the pants so they pooled around Hiei's ankles. Hiei did own at least a pair of boxers. They were black and covered with white letters that were actually stupid sayings. Kurama started reading a few and chuckled. Hiei had a faint blush.
"'Although I may disagree with what you say, I will defend to the death your right to hear me tell you how wrong you are'(3)," Kurama read giggling his head off. "'I refuse to answer that question on the basis that I don't know the answer'(4). Oh this is hilarious where did you get these?" Kurama asked almost in tears. Hiei however had gained more of a blush.
"Don't ask," he replied miserably moving his foot to scratch his lower leg.
"I said no scratching," Kurama reminded him as he stopped reading the funny boxers and took the lotion in his hand again.
"And I said it itches!" Hiei whined giving up acting emotionless. Kurama wanted to hug him a lot just then. He opted for just rubbing in the lotion. Kurama started on the feet. They were so small and pale. They were absolutely adorable. Kurama almost whined himself /too cute/ he thought as he rubbed more liquid on the toes which wiggled around under his touch. /I can't believe he is ticklish!/ Kurama though wryly but didn't test his luck. Instead he moved up and rubbed lotion on his friend's kneecap where he had a particularly bad rash. He rubbed lotion on his calves too.
Hiei, despite his attire or rather lack of, was really enjoying the attention and the soothing rubbing. He gave off a soft sigh and a small purr and had to fight down the urge to curl up into a ball. Instead he turned his head and buried it in Kurama's pillow.
Kurama heard the sigh and purr and was absolutely delighted by the reaction. He was afraid Hiei was going to be rather pissed at him. Kurama moved from the left kneecap to Hiei's left thigh. He rubbed on the outside of the leg quietly Hiei was quiet and Kurama hoped fervently he was asleep.
After a few more places on the legs Kurama sat up and looked at the almost naked sleeping demon. He was covered in pink splotches and Kurama really had to put his hand over his mouth before he laughed too hard. Kurama looked away from the sleeping face to see if he had missed any spots. Being the perfectionist he was he hadn't.
Kurama made one last check and saw no other rashes on the little body. "I am done," he said more to himself. But Hiei stirred.
"Good then I am going to go to sleep," the demon declared getting up and starting to pick up his things.
"Wait, wait! I have to wash those to get the poison ivy oil off of them. And you said I didn't know anything about poison ivy," Kurama responded lightly.
" I never had poison ivy because I wasn't stupid enough to roll around in it. Instead I get tackled into it," Hiei huffed as his belongings where taken by Kurama who jokingly held them out like they smelled.
Kurama put the clothes down for a second and shuffled through his drawers being careful of his pink fingers. "Here," he said, producing a pair of green pajamas and a pair of red boxers.
"Give me the boxers too. You don't want to itch in some interesting places," Kurama teased as Hiei blushed and scowled.
He exited the bathroom fully dressed in too big pjs and tossed the boxers with his other clothes. He sunk into the bed and rubbed at his eye. Kurama raised his an eyebrow and then almost smacked himself on the forehead. He had forgotten that Hiei had gotten poison ivy on his face too. He wasn't rubbing his eye he was scratching.
"Hiei come here," he beckoned grabbing the bottle. Hiei raised his own eyebrow but crawled over to the end of the bed Kurama was sitting on and sat next to him. "Hold still," Kurama said taking one calamine-covered finger and wiping it on Hiei's forehead and then on his ear, chin, nose, and right beneath his left eye. "Okay," Kurama said getting up to dump the clothes in the washer before his mother got home. When he returned, Hiei was laying on the bed. Kurama went and sat down on the bed next to him. Kurama pulled the covers over the little demon and Hiei murmured something that sounded a lot like "Baka kitsune," Kurama just smiled however and sat next to him looking out the window. Suddenly a small weight moved into his lap. He looked down to see the small, splotchy-pink faced, spiky haired head laying on his lap and the rest of the body curled up behind it.
"I hate you," Hiei declared sleepily. Kurama half hugged the little demon and crawled over to lay next to him so that Hiei had to move and rest his head on Kurama's shoulder.
"I ought to put socks over your hands for that one," Kurama threatened sleepily hugging the demon trying to be careful of the rashes.
"Hnnnn," Hiei responded as the two dozed off.
A/Ns: (1) that was meant to refer to his mischievous nature but I know some of you yaoi fans took it another way which is perfectly fine with me.
(2)once again yaoi fans will take it one way others a different ur preference rules!
(3) anonymous quote I don't know who wrote it. If you did and you want credit write in. But I probably won't believe you without some kinda proof
(4)shameless ripped from a funny quotes website its is a DOUGLAS ADAMS QUOTE! So there I don't own it nor am I making any claim too
Kikira-san: ok folks that wasn't really yaoi but the next chapter might depending on how I feel mood swings and all
Hiei: so either I will be with Kurama or it will be brotherly love
Kikira-san: depending on how you look at it
Kurama: so what do you think?
Kikira-san: I am trying not to be narrow minded on the whole subject. It is your belief personally I just think they are cute myself alone or together its your choice I am just trying to write a good story. (I am not gay)
Kurama: life happens
Hiei: so does death
Kikira-san and Kurama::sweatdrop::
Kikira-san: ok review but peeps plz no flames its hurts you know. Constructive criticism all the way!
by the by: disclaimer: don't own em anything in here except the whole plot!
"Baka...baka...baka...kitsune," Hiei complained scratching his arm. He glared irritably at Kurama who didn't quite manage to conceal his smile. This only irked Hiei further. "Oh yes I am the Great Youko Kurama," Hiei said mocking Kurama's higher and softer tones, "the greatest plant controller ever but no I don't have the ability to tell the difference between poison ivy and a grape vine!" Hiei was practically shouting by then in his normal voice. Kurama glared at him but it lost a lot of its effect because he was laughing so hard.
That's right poor...erm...um..evil and threatening little Hiei happened to fall into some poison ivy. It wasn't exactly his fault however. It had started when he and Kurama were at the park. Hiei had taken his usual place in a tree while Kurama was enjoying his view of the plants. When a certain red head's youko side happened to take control and make him rather mischievous. Of course being mischievous without a partner or a victim, depending on how you look at it, is rather boring. So Kurama made the tree Hiei was so comfortable in, drop him unceremoniously to the ground. Unfortunately, neither had noticed the bed of poison ivy that Hiei had landed in. It was only realized after Kurama had pinned him in it and started to make the vines wrap Hiei up that he finally saw what it was. Hiei, of course, had started itching like mad. Yelling insults at Kurama who had started to laugh at him while Hiei tried to scratch the horrible rashes breaking out all over his skin. After Kurama had regained most of his sensibility, he dragged Hiei back to his house to clean up the poor demon.
So that's where they were now. Hiei was sprawled out over the bed for once abandoning the windowsill in favor of a small comfort. Kurama was sitting on the bed next to him trying to not to be too insulted or laugh too hard. Hiei shot another glare at him. Then gave it up in favor of itching his shoulder.
"I told you not to itch you're just going to make it worse," Kurama told him pulling the little hand away from his shoulder.
"But it itches!" Hiei half complained half whined. Kurama had to stop another giggle, Hiei looked absolutely adorable. Though Kurama, not wanting his tongue ripped out, kept that thought to himself.
"Let me see if I have some calamine lotion," Kurama said getting up and exiting to the bathroom. Hiei watched him leave, the minute the kitsune was out the door Hiei resumed scratching his shoulder his normally hard expression falling away in a half purr. "And no scratching Hiei," Kurama called from the bathroom. Hiei sighed in frustration but stopped scratching his shoulder. Instead he started to glare at the wall. He kept it up until the paint really did start to peel.
Kurama rattled through the medicine cabinet and found the bottle of pink liquid. Kurama sniffed it with distaste, hoping Hiei wouldn't notice the smell. He winced as he heard the little koorime scratching again. Kurama grabbed the cotton balls but then with a second thought put them back on the highest shelf. The one shelf that even he had to stand on his tiptoes to reach, hoping that an overly curious fire demon wouldn't find it later. Kurama smiled evilly before exiting the bathroom. His mischievous side had not been satisfied with merely pinning the demon and wrapping him in vines. Nooooooo he was a youko after all. (1)
Hiei looked up as Kurama came back into the room his hand still resting on his stomach where he had been scratching a few of his rashes. Kurama shot him a mild glare as he sat a pinkish looking bottle on the night stand. "I told you to stop scratching," Kurama said, narrowing his eyes a bit more for effect. Hiei just rolled his own eyes. "If you don't stop scratching, I am going to put socks over your hands," Kurama threatened. Hiei glared at him. "Well then let's hope the calamine lotion gets rid of the itch," Kurama said grabbing Hiei's limp arm. Hiei watched him warily as Kurama put his fingers over the top of the bottle and flipped it to get lotion on his fingers. Hiei watched very carefully, considering this could result in life, death, and him being non-itchy. Kurama smiled at the curious demon and started to rub the lotion into one of the red spots on his arm.
Hiei's first reaction was "cold!". Then he felt ultimately soothed and he almost started to purr. It felt good. Kurama finished coating the little rashes on one arm with lotion and then moved onto the other arm. Hiei was looking completely content and was only able to watch him through half lidded eyes. Kurama moved his fingers in soothing circles over the rashes.
Hiei almost whined when Kurama stopped but instead looked over at the kitsune who motioned for him to sit up. Hiei reluctantly complied. Kurama plucked at the ends of the shirts and then pulled in over Hiei's head. Hiei moved his arms to accommodate. The shirt was pulled off and Kurama observed the rashes all over the small chest and stomach.
"It's a good thing you aren't allergic to poison ivy otherwise you might be in trouble," Kurama commented lightly as he pushed the demon gently back to laying on the bed and resuming his gentle rubbing of the rashes.
"Hnnn," was the only response Hiei could come up with and was greeted by Kurama's chuckles. For some strange and mysterious reason Hiei never thought about doing it himself he didn't think about how he really didn't need Kurama's help. The feeling of fingers rubbing the itchiness out of his skin was too good to pass up. So he sat and let the fingers rub him to sleep.
Kurama finished with the stomach and chest. "Okay Hiei flip over," he said and when he felt no response he looked up at the demon his expression looking very exasperated but suddenly started to giggle. The little demon had fallen asleep. Kurama had a mini debate with himself about waking the demon up. Most would think that Kurama would do something sweet like let him sleep in the fluffy bed and not have to think about the rashes or the smelly pink stuff. But that isn't what happened. "Come on Hiei flip over," Kurama said louder pushing on Hiei's arm. Hiei grunted and managed to assist a little bit in the turning over but mostly Kurama flipped him over. Hiei snuggled into the pillows and fell back asleep as Kurama rubbed lotion over the half koorime's back.
He flipped Hiei over again trying to figure out the best way to go about this. He looked at the sleeping face. Kurama moved as gently as possible and undid one of Hiei's belts. /One down three to go/, Kurama thought sweat dropping. He moved to undo the next belt keeping an eye on Hiei who at least seemed to still be unconscious. Kurama felt a little nervous as he started to fidget with the third belt. It wasn't like he was doing anything wrong. I mean Hiei still had boxers on. Didn't he?!?! The question seemed to pop into Kurama's mind along with a very funny picture of the boxers or briefs commercials. This however didn't matter as two little hands suddenly and violently pushed his from where they had gone lax on the belt and started to redo his hard work.
"Baka kitsune what were you doing?" Hiei asked not looking like he really wanted to know.
"I was trying to get to the rashes on your legs," Kurama replied curtly. Hiei had the cutest little blush right below his eyes and Kurama was about to just hug him and go "aww" but the katana that still sat very close to the bed persuaded him not to.
"Hn," Hiei responded turning on his side and trying to go back to sleep. Kurama didn't know whether to take this as a "go ahead" or a "stay away".
"Hiei I really should put some lotion on those rashes," Kurama started again. Hiei who had almost fell back asleep got up aggravatedly and took the bottle from Kurama.
"I can do it myself," Hiei responded sniffily. Kurama grinned and pulled a bit on Hiei's hair.
"But its more fun when I do it," Kurama said smiling at the Jaganshi.(2)
"Baka kitsune," Hiei responded rolling his eyes.
"Come on Hiei, what are you embarrassed?" Kurama teased mercilessly. Hiei gave him a glare that quite clearly said "you are going to hell escorted by my dragon." Kurama's teasing smile however didn't fade and was wearing on Hiei's last nerve. Finally he just collapsed back on the bed and handed the bottle to the youko who took it smiling. Kurama undid the four belts expertly and then pulled the pants so they pooled around Hiei's ankles. Hiei did own at least a pair of boxers. They were black and covered with white letters that were actually stupid sayings. Kurama started reading a few and chuckled. Hiei had a faint blush.
"'Although I may disagree with what you say, I will defend to the death your right to hear me tell you how wrong you are'(3)," Kurama read giggling his head off. "'I refuse to answer that question on the basis that I don't know the answer'(4). Oh this is hilarious where did you get these?" Kurama asked almost in tears. Hiei however had gained more of a blush.
"Don't ask," he replied miserably moving his foot to scratch his lower leg.
"I said no scratching," Kurama reminded him as he stopped reading the funny boxers and took the lotion in his hand again.
"And I said it itches!" Hiei whined giving up acting emotionless. Kurama wanted to hug him a lot just then. He opted for just rubbing in the lotion. Kurama started on the feet. They were so small and pale. They were absolutely adorable. Kurama almost whined himself /too cute/ he thought as he rubbed more liquid on the toes which wiggled around under his touch. /I can't believe he is ticklish!/ Kurama though wryly but didn't test his luck. Instead he moved up and rubbed lotion on his friend's kneecap where he had a particularly bad rash. He rubbed lotion on his calves too.
Hiei, despite his attire or rather lack of, was really enjoying the attention and the soothing rubbing. He gave off a soft sigh and a small purr and had to fight down the urge to curl up into a ball. Instead he turned his head and buried it in Kurama's pillow.
Kurama heard the sigh and purr and was absolutely delighted by the reaction. He was afraid Hiei was going to be rather pissed at him. Kurama moved from the left kneecap to Hiei's left thigh. He rubbed on the outside of the leg quietly Hiei was quiet and Kurama hoped fervently he was asleep.
After a few more places on the legs Kurama sat up and looked at the almost naked sleeping demon. He was covered in pink splotches and Kurama really had to put his hand over his mouth before he laughed too hard. Kurama looked away from the sleeping face to see if he had missed any spots. Being the perfectionist he was he hadn't.
Kurama made one last check and saw no other rashes on the little body. "I am done," he said more to himself. But Hiei stirred.
"Good then I am going to go to sleep," the demon declared getting up and starting to pick up his things.
"Wait, wait! I have to wash those to get the poison ivy oil off of them. And you said I didn't know anything about poison ivy," Kurama responded lightly.
" I never had poison ivy because I wasn't stupid enough to roll around in it. Instead I get tackled into it," Hiei huffed as his belongings where taken by Kurama who jokingly held them out like they smelled.
Kurama put the clothes down for a second and shuffled through his drawers being careful of his pink fingers. "Here," he said, producing a pair of green pajamas and a pair of red boxers.
"Give me the boxers too. You don't want to itch in some interesting places," Kurama teased as Hiei blushed and scowled.
He exited the bathroom fully dressed in too big pjs and tossed the boxers with his other clothes. He sunk into the bed and rubbed at his eye. Kurama raised his an eyebrow and then almost smacked himself on the forehead. He had forgotten that Hiei had gotten poison ivy on his face too. He wasn't rubbing his eye he was scratching.
"Hiei come here," he beckoned grabbing the bottle. Hiei raised his own eyebrow but crawled over to the end of the bed Kurama was sitting on and sat next to him. "Hold still," Kurama said taking one calamine-covered finger and wiping it on Hiei's forehead and then on his ear, chin, nose, and right beneath his left eye. "Okay," Kurama said getting up to dump the clothes in the washer before his mother got home. When he returned, Hiei was laying on the bed. Kurama went and sat down on the bed next to him. Kurama pulled the covers over the little demon and Hiei murmured something that sounded a lot like "Baka kitsune," Kurama just smiled however and sat next to him looking out the window. Suddenly a small weight moved into his lap. He looked down to see the small, splotchy-pink faced, spiky haired head laying on his lap and the rest of the body curled up behind it.
"I hate you," Hiei declared sleepily. Kurama half hugged the little demon and crawled over to lay next to him so that Hiei had to move and rest his head on Kurama's shoulder.
"I ought to put socks over your hands for that one," Kurama threatened sleepily hugging the demon trying to be careful of the rashes.
"Hnnnn," Hiei responded as the two dozed off.
A/Ns: (1) that was meant to refer to his mischievous nature but I know some of you yaoi fans took it another way which is perfectly fine with me.
(2)once again yaoi fans will take it one way others a different ur preference rules!
(3) anonymous quote I don't know who wrote it. If you did and you want credit write in. But I probably won't believe you without some kinda proof
(4)shameless ripped from a funny quotes website its is a DOUGLAS ADAMS QUOTE! So there I don't own it nor am I making any claim too
Kikira-san: ok folks that wasn't really yaoi but the next chapter might depending on how I feel mood swings and all
Hiei: so either I will be with Kurama or it will be brotherly love
Kikira-san: depending on how you look at it
Kurama: so what do you think?
Kikira-san: I am trying not to be narrow minded on the whole subject. It is your belief personally I just think they are cute myself alone or together its your choice I am just trying to write a good story. (I am not gay)
Kurama: life happens
Hiei: so does death
Kikira-san and Kurama::sweatdrop::
Kikira-san: ok review but peeps plz no flames its hurts you know. Constructive criticism all the way!