Story: Shuiichi One Half
This continued from the last chapter ^_^ I love the reviews (except for jenny's ¬_¬ ^_^'''jk)
Ch. I told you it was getting more serious.
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Chapter Eight: An Evening to Remember
Kurama's POV
I was in the house. Hiei was sitting on the couch casually. He grinned up at me. "So you made it?"
I had to laugh at him. He stuck his tongue out at me (A/N Kawaii!), eventually saying, "Where'd you learn how to dance like that?"
I answered, "I made it up."
His eyes sort of resembled a goldfish's(O.O), only way cuter. I sat down next to him. I teased, "Hiei, where'd you learn how to kiss?"
He stared at me, in shock, then narrowed his eyes. "Hn. It's none of your business. I sensed two human emotions while you kissed me. One was nervous, the other was excited. Tell me. How do you really feel about me?"
I stared at him. It was my turn to look like a goldfish. I replied slowly, "Well . . . I don't really know. I think that I really . . . like you."
He snorted. He muttered in a strange, un-Hiei-ish voice, "You're falling in love, fox. Admit it."
I shot back at him, "You are too! Did that remark of me being better than ice cream mean nothing?"
He blushed, and started cracking up. I smiled. I felt proud at being the only one who'd ever made Hiei laugh without trying. I told him, "Say, about your ice cream . . ."
A slow smile spread on his face. I grabbed his hand unintentionally (A/N Yeah, right!) and walked with him to the little tea shop that served everything. I smiled. Hiei really did like me after all.
*~*~*~*~ Tea Shop ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
Aargh! Did I really have some human feelings? Can I really feel . . . love? I sighed happily as we entered the tea shop. I felt insulted that I could actually like human food, but it didn't matter anymore.
He ordered us something I can't describe. The waitress was a slutty woman with curly (I could smell the unnaturalness) blonde hair, blue eyes, and a load of makeup. I see the irony to Botan here . . . (A/N Really sorry, Botan, I really like you and all, but it seemed to fit in as you gave Kurama a manicure and all . . .) She shifted her abnormally large breasts, writing on her notepad.
When she came back, she gave a model-like smile, revealing dazzling white teeth. I snorted in disgust. She resembled those weirdos in Yusuke's book (he calls them side-dishes or models). Giving me my order, she turned to Kurama, giving him a note along with his order.
I felt a rush of fury. How dare she write something to my fox?! I stopped myself. SINCE WHEN WAS HE MY FOX?!! I shook my head. I thought, /I'm paranoid/
Kurama read the note, his eyebrows rising. I took a peek at it. It was one of those human devices called phone numbers! Kurama smiled at me, saying, "Hiei, would you?"
He placed it on the table. I smirked, sighing with relief. He wasn't interested. I burned it with less than 1/10000000 of my energy. I answered his question (the one about ice cream) as the waitress came again, "Yes, I meant it when I said you were better than ice cream . . ."
Sliding my hand to his waist, I kissed him again. He reacted eagerly, while the ice cream lay forgotten. As we parted, I jerked my head to the shocked waitress, grinning and saying in a soft snarl, "Mine."
*~*~*~*~A minute later~*~*~*~*
Kurama's POV
I smiled at Hiei as an infuriated waitress snatched up her burnt phone number and stalked off. I widened my eyes a bit when he said in a deadly voice, "Mine," but he was Hiei after all. He was possessive.
I recalled a moment when he got a jewel as a present, and wouldn't show it to any body. Yep. He was possessive alright. He said to me, "What are you smiling about?"
I laughed. "You're possessive."
He grinned. "I know."
We started kissing again.
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REALLY REALLY FLUFFY! Gomen nasai, gomen nasai, gomen nasai to Jenny and Jineka AGAIN . . . (nearly killed me at school . . .)
I know it was short, I didn't have time . . .
This continued from the last chapter ^_^ I love the reviews (except for jenny's ¬_¬ ^_^'''jk)
Ch. I told you it was getting more serious.
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Chapter Eight: An Evening to Remember
Kurama's POV
I was in the house. Hiei was sitting on the couch casually. He grinned up at me. "So you made it?"
I had to laugh at him. He stuck his tongue out at me (A/N Kawaii!), eventually saying, "Where'd you learn how to dance like that?"
I answered, "I made it up."
His eyes sort of resembled a goldfish's(O.O), only way cuter. I sat down next to him. I teased, "Hiei, where'd you learn how to kiss?"
He stared at me, in shock, then narrowed his eyes. "Hn. It's none of your business. I sensed two human emotions while you kissed me. One was nervous, the other was excited. Tell me. How do you really feel about me?"
I stared at him. It was my turn to look like a goldfish. I replied slowly, "Well . . . I don't really know. I think that I really . . . like you."
He snorted. He muttered in a strange, un-Hiei-ish voice, "You're falling in love, fox. Admit it."
I shot back at him, "You are too! Did that remark of me being better than ice cream mean nothing?"
He blushed, and started cracking up. I smiled. I felt proud at being the only one who'd ever made Hiei laugh without trying. I told him, "Say, about your ice cream . . ."
A slow smile spread on his face. I grabbed his hand unintentionally (A/N Yeah, right!) and walked with him to the little tea shop that served everything. I smiled. Hiei really did like me after all.
*~*~*~*~ Tea Shop ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
Aargh! Did I really have some human feelings? Can I really feel . . . love? I sighed happily as we entered the tea shop. I felt insulted that I could actually like human food, but it didn't matter anymore.
He ordered us something I can't describe. The waitress was a slutty woman with curly (I could smell the unnaturalness) blonde hair, blue eyes, and a load of makeup. I see the irony to Botan here . . . (A/N Really sorry, Botan, I really like you and all, but it seemed to fit in as you gave Kurama a manicure and all . . .) She shifted her abnormally large breasts, writing on her notepad.
When she came back, she gave a model-like smile, revealing dazzling white teeth. I snorted in disgust. She resembled those weirdos in Yusuke's book (he calls them side-dishes or models). Giving me my order, she turned to Kurama, giving him a note along with his order.
I felt a rush of fury. How dare she write something to my fox?! I stopped myself. SINCE WHEN WAS HE MY FOX?!! I shook my head. I thought, /I'm paranoid/
Kurama read the note, his eyebrows rising. I took a peek at it. It was one of those human devices called phone numbers! Kurama smiled at me, saying, "Hiei, would you?"
He placed it on the table. I smirked, sighing with relief. He wasn't interested. I burned it with less than 1/10000000 of my energy. I answered his question (the one about ice cream) as the waitress came again, "Yes, I meant it when I said you were better than ice cream . . ."
Sliding my hand to his waist, I kissed him again. He reacted eagerly, while the ice cream lay forgotten. As we parted, I jerked my head to the shocked waitress, grinning and saying in a soft snarl, "Mine."
*~*~*~*~A minute later~*~*~*~*
Kurama's POV
I smiled at Hiei as an infuriated waitress snatched up her burnt phone number and stalked off. I widened my eyes a bit when he said in a deadly voice, "Mine," but he was Hiei after all. He was possessive.
I recalled a moment when he got a jewel as a present, and wouldn't show it to any body. Yep. He was possessive alright. He said to me, "What are you smiling about?"
I laughed. "You're possessive."
He grinned. "I know."
We started kissing again.
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REALLY REALLY FLUFFY! Gomen nasai, gomen nasai, gomen nasai to Jenny and Jineka AGAIN . . . (nearly killed me at school . . .)
I know it was short, I didn't have time . . .