Story: Shuiichi One Half
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Chapter Ten: Heated Argument on Behalf of Forgiveness
Hiei's POV
I slipped into Yusuke's apartment. I looked around, bored. "Magazines, magazines, magazines . . . What else does this guy have?!"
I looked on the floor and sweat-dropped. "A bra. Not good."
I was here to try and forget Kurama and what he did. I would for several minutes before memories of the perfect human came back. "Damn him . . ."
Yusuke came in the room brightly. "Hiei, what are you . . .!"
I said in a bored voice, "Looking."
He scurried around the room. I blinked. Not a magazine was to be found. The bra, so carelessly thrown, was hanging in the closet. I scoffed. "What's so wrong about that? Kurama has . . ."
Damn, I had to mention him. Yusuke gave me an eager look. "Kurama has what?"
I shrugged it off. "He has bras, but he's half girl after all."
` Kuwabara entered, holding Yukina's hand. I gasped in fury. "KUWABARA!!!"
Yukina gave a sincere "o" of surprise. Then she said, "Hi Hiei! I'm wondering. Did you find out whether my brother is alive or not?"
I sighed. "He's . . . alive."
Yusuke sniggered. I gave him a glare, then asked my sister, in as polite a voice as I could, to leave (A/N "as polite a voice as I could"? probably murderous). Looking distantly, I said quietly, "Yusuke." Yusuke turned to me. "What?"
Sighing, I said to him, "I have something to tell you, but do not repeat it to anyone else or else you are a dead man."
He looked very curious. I told him about Kurama.
When I finished, Yusuke said to me, "Kurama's not that kind of person. Maybe if you talked to him . . ."
I wanted to, oh I wanted to soooo badly. But instead, I said, tightening my voice, ""I don't ever want to see that . . . whore . . . ever again."
I heard a knock at the door. "Yusuke?" I gulped. It was Kurama. I wasn't ready to face him again. I hissed to Yusuke, "Hide me!"
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Kurama's POV
I ran to Yusuke's house as fast as I could. As I was about to go in the room, I heard voices. ". . .And there he was, with some other guy." I stopped. It was Hiei.
I heard Yusuke say, "Kurama's not that kind of person. Maybe if you talked to him . . ."
I could just picture Hiei shaking his head at that. Sure enough, he said in a strained voice, "I don't ever want to see that . . . whore . . . ever again."
I nearly cried out. He thought I was a whore? My heart would've broken if it wasn't Hiei talking: he happened to be a really good actor.
I closed my eyes, and knocked on the door. "Yusuke?"
I heard a scurrying inside the room. I guess Hiei really must hate me. /Or, he's afraid/ I added as an afterthought.
I entered the room and nearly hissed. Hiei's scent was all over the room. I demanded to Yusuke, "Do you know where Hiei went?"
I eyed the closet sharply, knowing that he was in there, but pretending that I didn't. Yusuke said, "Y- no."
I sighed, telling him what had happened between us, knowing full well that Hiei had already related the story to him. " . . . It was Takimi, Karasu's fiancée."
His eyes bulged. I sighed. "It is hard to believe."
He shook it off, demanding, "Karasu had a FIANCEE?!!"
I forced a laugh, then said very deliberately and loudly enough for Hiei to hear, "If you see him around . . . tell him that I love him."
I swept out of the room, Hiei's scent still strong in my fox's nose.
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Hiei's POV
I was here at this disgusting human entertainment facility for one thing: Kurama. I saw a crowd of girls surrounding a small area. I sighed. This has got to be it.
Kuwabara the idiot was accompanying me. Kurama was slowly turning around at me . . . Tears welled up in his eyes, which he brushed away swiftly and turned around again.
I hissed to Kuwabara, "Pour water on me."
He looked confused as ever. "Huh?"
I said again, "Water!"
He dumped a bucketful of water on me. I yelled, winking, "You idiot! What did you do that for?!"
Apparently, the buffoon didn't take the hint. He started to raise his voice. "Me?! You-"
I hissed again, "It's an act, idiot."
He looked dazed. "Oh."
I took off my shirt slowly, praying for it to work . . .
*~*~*~*~ Kurama's POV ~*~*~*~*
There was a splash. My eyes grew large as Hiei took his wet shirt off. I snorted. Always attracting attention. I walked over to him, holding out a towel (A/N where did the towel come from?).
He took it, blinking, and thanked me quietly. Walking him into the men's bathroom, I talked to him. "What was that for?"
He smirked. "For your attention."
I smiled grimly. "I see."
He frowned. "You're still angry?"
I smiled in the same strange way. "I suppose my being a whore meant nothing?"
He looked sulkily on the ground. "If you want, we could go our separate ways."
I started to shake my head, but he looked up again, fire blazing in his crimson eyes. He yelled, "Just go! Get drunk or something and leave me alone!"
He disappeared. I was slightly confused. What did I do wrong? I sighed. The day was going all wrong.
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Confusing? I made them separate in the end so I can make more chapters before the end. Don't hate me. Ja ne, and Review!
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Chapter Ten: Heated Argument on Behalf of Forgiveness
Hiei's POV
I slipped into Yusuke's apartment. I looked around, bored. "Magazines, magazines, magazines . . . What else does this guy have?!"
I looked on the floor and sweat-dropped. "A bra. Not good."
I was here to try and forget Kurama and what he did. I would for several minutes before memories of the perfect human came back. "Damn him . . ."
Yusuke came in the room brightly. "Hiei, what are you . . .!"
I said in a bored voice, "Looking."
He scurried around the room. I blinked. Not a magazine was to be found. The bra, so carelessly thrown, was hanging in the closet. I scoffed. "What's so wrong about that? Kurama has . . ."
Damn, I had to mention him. Yusuke gave me an eager look. "Kurama has what?"
I shrugged it off. "He has bras, but he's half girl after all."
` Kuwabara entered, holding Yukina's hand. I gasped in fury. "KUWABARA!!!"
Yukina gave a sincere "o" of surprise. Then she said, "Hi Hiei! I'm wondering. Did you find out whether my brother is alive or not?"
I sighed. "He's . . . alive."
Yusuke sniggered. I gave him a glare, then asked my sister, in as polite a voice as I could, to leave (A/N "as polite a voice as I could"? probably murderous). Looking distantly, I said quietly, "Yusuke." Yusuke turned to me. "What?"
Sighing, I said to him, "I have something to tell you, but do not repeat it to anyone else or else you are a dead man."
He looked very curious. I told him about Kurama.
When I finished, Yusuke said to me, "Kurama's not that kind of person. Maybe if you talked to him . . ."
I wanted to, oh I wanted to soooo badly. But instead, I said, tightening my voice, ""I don't ever want to see that . . . whore . . . ever again."
I heard a knock at the door. "Yusuke?" I gulped. It was Kurama. I wasn't ready to face him again. I hissed to Yusuke, "Hide me!"
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Kurama's POV
I ran to Yusuke's house as fast as I could. As I was about to go in the room, I heard voices. ". . .And there he was, with some other guy." I stopped. It was Hiei.
I heard Yusuke say, "Kurama's not that kind of person. Maybe if you talked to him . . ."
I could just picture Hiei shaking his head at that. Sure enough, he said in a strained voice, "I don't ever want to see that . . . whore . . . ever again."
I nearly cried out. He thought I was a whore? My heart would've broken if it wasn't Hiei talking: he happened to be a really good actor.
I closed my eyes, and knocked on the door. "Yusuke?"
I heard a scurrying inside the room. I guess Hiei really must hate me. /Or, he's afraid/ I added as an afterthought.
I entered the room and nearly hissed. Hiei's scent was all over the room. I demanded to Yusuke, "Do you know where Hiei went?"
I eyed the closet sharply, knowing that he was in there, but pretending that I didn't. Yusuke said, "Y- no."
I sighed, telling him what had happened between us, knowing full well that Hiei had already related the story to him. " . . . It was Takimi, Karasu's fiancée."
His eyes bulged. I sighed. "It is hard to believe."
He shook it off, demanding, "Karasu had a FIANCEE?!!"
I forced a laugh, then said very deliberately and loudly enough for Hiei to hear, "If you see him around . . . tell him that I love him."
I swept out of the room, Hiei's scent still strong in my fox's nose.
*~*~*~*~ Mall ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I was here at this disgusting human entertainment facility for one thing: Kurama. I saw a crowd of girls surrounding a small area. I sighed. This has got to be it.
Kuwabara the idiot was accompanying me. Kurama was slowly turning around at me . . . Tears welled up in his eyes, which he brushed away swiftly and turned around again.
I hissed to Kuwabara, "Pour water on me."
He looked confused as ever. "Huh?"
I said again, "Water!"
He dumped a bucketful of water on me. I yelled, winking, "You idiot! What did you do that for?!"
Apparently, the buffoon didn't take the hint. He started to raise his voice. "Me?! You-"
I hissed again, "It's an act, idiot."
He looked dazed. "Oh."
I took off my shirt slowly, praying for it to work . . .
*~*~*~*~ Kurama's POV ~*~*~*~*
There was a splash. My eyes grew large as Hiei took his wet shirt off. I snorted. Always attracting attention. I walked over to him, holding out a towel (A/N where did the towel come from?).
He took it, blinking, and thanked me quietly. Walking him into the men's bathroom, I talked to him. "What was that for?"
He smirked. "For your attention."
I smiled grimly. "I see."
He frowned. "You're still angry?"
I smiled in the same strange way. "I suppose my being a whore meant nothing?"
He looked sulkily on the ground. "If you want, we could go our separate ways."
I started to shake my head, but he looked up again, fire blazing in his crimson eyes. He yelled, "Just go! Get drunk or something and leave me alone!"
He disappeared. I was slightly confused. What did I do wrong? I sighed. The day was going all wrong.
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Confusing? I made them separate in the end so I can make more chapters before the end. Don't hate me. Ja ne, and Review!