Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, just the story plot. Now, onto the
ranting that will prelude every chapter of this fic.
Fugen: Do you think Hiei tastes better with milk?
Kurama: I don't know. I've never tried.
Fugen: Oh, hell. LET'S JUST EAT HIM! Hey, where is he?
Kurama: Hiei! *Sob* He's gone!
Fugen: Then let's go Hiei hunting! Oh, a-hunting we will go, a-hunting we will go, yadda yadda yadda I don't know the rest of the words
Kurama: -_-;
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~Genkai's temple~
Kurama gazed sorrowfully into his cup of tea, not paying any attention as to Yusuke and the others, who were chattering away happily. He only perked up to listen when Hiei became the topic of the conversation.
" What the hell happened to the little shrimp?" Kuwabara wanted to know. Botan put in, " Last I heard, the usual. Mukuro practically knocking the life outta him in training." " How come he hasn't visited or anything?" Yukina asked innocently. Laughing, Yusuke told her, " Aw, c'mon, Yukina, it's Hiei we're talking about! The day he comes to visit is the day he looks as good as Kurama!"
" Which means...?"
Startled, everyone turned toward the open door. In the doorway stood a stranger almost Kurama's height, with a familiar slender but nicely muscled build. The stranger was dressed completely in black except for a white headband, under which a pair of ruby-red eyes practically glowed. Black hair with a blue tint and a white starburst near the front flowed down past the hips, tied in a loose ponytail. Kurama blinked rapidly a couple of times. That cute button nose, almost boyish but somehow elfin features, they were all...so familiar....
Then the stranger scowled, " What the hell are you idiots staring at?"
Everyone gasped. " HIEI?!" " Who'd you expect?" Hiei snorted. " B-But you...hey! Where's your jagan?" Yusuke demanded. Hiei explained, " I can hide it now. It won't show unless I'm using it." " How do we know you're the real Hiei?" Keiko asked suspiciously. Kuwabara grinned, " It's the shrimp. His ki is the same, just bigger. Shrimp's been training." Hiei glared at him. Yukina pointed out, " But he's not short anymore, Kazuma-san. See? He's almost as tall as Kurama-san." " What's with the sudden growth spurt?" Yusuke wanted to know. " Why? You have a problem with it?" Hiei snarled. " Forget it. I'm out of here."
And he was gone.
~Kurama's house~
" How come you didn't say anything?"
Kurama jumped and whirled around. Hiei stood in the middle of his bedroom floor, and now that Hiei was much closer Kurama realized how much Hiei had changed in his outer appearance. Hiei had discarded his cloak, neck scarf and bandanna. He was now wearing a simple sleeveless, ankle- length tunic slit on either side with pants underneath and a sash about the waist, slim-fitting leather boots, bandages about both forearms, and two katanas hanging from his left hip, one from his right, and a fourth strapped to his back. All were black, of course. Kurama couldn't help but say, " You've changed."
" 'Course I have," Hiei snorted. Discarding all of his katanas into a corner, he set himself down on Kurama's bed, and without knowing it Kurama walked closer toward him so that he stood by the bed. Hiei went on, " Mukuro just barely let me rest for a minute in between training sessions, so I barely had time to even cut my hair. Hence..." Hiei curled a long strand about his forefinger. " As for my growth spurt, not a clue." " Well, I'm glad you're back," Kurama said truthfully.
Hiei's eyes flickered up to Kurama's face and held it there steadily. He asked quietly, " Got tired of waiting?"
Struggling to sound natural, Kurama laughed, " Of course I did. Seven years, Hiei, and not even a word. I thought that we were at least the kind of friends who kept in touch with each other." " Quit lying, kitsune," Hiei snapped. Kurama started. A strange look in his eyes, Hiei questioned him almost gently, " Did you miss me?"
Of course I did! I missed you like hell! That's what Kurama wanted to say, but was afraid to. Even so, his fear of making Hiei angry by saying those things didn't stop him from crying. Silent and tearful, Kurama closed his eyes tightly shut. All the pain of waiting was pouring out through his eyes, all the relief and joy of seeing Hiei again, even if he did look completely different. Then suddenly, Kurama felt a pair of warm hands touch his face.
" Stupid kitsune..."
Before Kurama could even open his eyes, he felt a pair of warm, thin lips pressing themselves against his own.
Unless this Hiei wasn't the real one, Kurama was in heaven.
Fugen: Do you think Hiei tastes better with milk?
Kurama: I don't know. I've never tried.
Fugen: Oh, hell. LET'S JUST EAT HIM! Hey, where is he?
Kurama: Hiei! *Sob* He's gone!
Fugen: Then let's go Hiei hunting! Oh, a-hunting we will go, a-hunting we will go, yadda yadda yadda I don't know the rest of the words
Kurama: -_-;
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~Genkai's temple~
Kurama gazed sorrowfully into his cup of tea, not paying any attention as to Yusuke and the others, who were chattering away happily. He only perked up to listen when Hiei became the topic of the conversation.
" What the hell happened to the little shrimp?" Kuwabara wanted to know. Botan put in, " Last I heard, the usual. Mukuro practically knocking the life outta him in training." " How come he hasn't visited or anything?" Yukina asked innocently. Laughing, Yusuke told her, " Aw, c'mon, Yukina, it's Hiei we're talking about! The day he comes to visit is the day he looks as good as Kurama!"
" Which means...?"
Startled, everyone turned toward the open door. In the doorway stood a stranger almost Kurama's height, with a familiar slender but nicely muscled build. The stranger was dressed completely in black except for a white headband, under which a pair of ruby-red eyes practically glowed. Black hair with a blue tint and a white starburst near the front flowed down past the hips, tied in a loose ponytail. Kurama blinked rapidly a couple of times. That cute button nose, almost boyish but somehow elfin features, they were all...so familiar....
Then the stranger scowled, " What the hell are you idiots staring at?"
Everyone gasped. " HIEI?!" " Who'd you expect?" Hiei snorted. " B-But you...hey! Where's your jagan?" Yusuke demanded. Hiei explained, " I can hide it now. It won't show unless I'm using it." " How do we know you're the real Hiei?" Keiko asked suspiciously. Kuwabara grinned, " It's the shrimp. His ki is the same, just bigger. Shrimp's been training." Hiei glared at him. Yukina pointed out, " But he's not short anymore, Kazuma-san. See? He's almost as tall as Kurama-san." " What's with the sudden growth spurt?" Yusuke wanted to know. " Why? You have a problem with it?" Hiei snarled. " Forget it. I'm out of here."
And he was gone.
~Kurama's house~
" How come you didn't say anything?"
Kurama jumped and whirled around. Hiei stood in the middle of his bedroom floor, and now that Hiei was much closer Kurama realized how much Hiei had changed in his outer appearance. Hiei had discarded his cloak, neck scarf and bandanna. He was now wearing a simple sleeveless, ankle- length tunic slit on either side with pants underneath and a sash about the waist, slim-fitting leather boots, bandages about both forearms, and two katanas hanging from his left hip, one from his right, and a fourth strapped to his back. All were black, of course. Kurama couldn't help but say, " You've changed."
" 'Course I have," Hiei snorted. Discarding all of his katanas into a corner, he set himself down on Kurama's bed, and without knowing it Kurama walked closer toward him so that he stood by the bed. Hiei went on, " Mukuro just barely let me rest for a minute in between training sessions, so I barely had time to even cut my hair. Hence..." Hiei curled a long strand about his forefinger. " As for my growth spurt, not a clue." " Well, I'm glad you're back," Kurama said truthfully.
Hiei's eyes flickered up to Kurama's face and held it there steadily. He asked quietly, " Got tired of waiting?"
Struggling to sound natural, Kurama laughed, " Of course I did. Seven years, Hiei, and not even a word. I thought that we were at least the kind of friends who kept in touch with each other." " Quit lying, kitsune," Hiei snapped. Kurama started. A strange look in his eyes, Hiei questioned him almost gently, " Did you miss me?"
Of course I did! I missed you like hell! That's what Kurama wanted to say, but was afraid to. Even so, his fear of making Hiei angry by saying those things didn't stop him from crying. Silent and tearful, Kurama closed his eyes tightly shut. All the pain of waiting was pouring out through his eyes, all the relief and joy of seeing Hiei again, even if he did look completely different. Then suddenly, Kurama felt a pair of warm hands touch his face.
" Stupid kitsune..."
Before Kurama could even open his eyes, he felt a pair of warm, thin lips pressing themselves against his own.
Unless this Hiei wasn't the real one, Kurama was in heaven.