BA HA HA! Finally huh? Bet you've lost ALL faith in me by now. THAT TOOK
TOO LONG!!! Well anyway, if you still trust a word I say, I should be
updating sooner next time because I found my laptop's disk drive! So . . .
I like to type more inside because now a days it's warmer in here then
where I usually type. I know what you're thinking . . . I don't type
outside. LOL It's in the garage/MY place where I put my stuff/computer/art
table/ whatever. Okay, I should stop yapping. I have a bad habit of doing
these and I figure it's really just a waste of both our time. ^^;;
I still don't own Kurama's memories, and he still doesn't too.
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OH YEAH!!! WAIT WAIT WAIT . . . well this isn't that important. But anyway, this chapter will be in HIEI'S POV because . . . well the over all thing will make a lot more sense SO . . . next chapter it should be back to KURAMA'S POV so don't be confused!
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((HIEI'S POV))
This wasn't good! It was bad enough that Kurama was injured and couldn't remember anything . . . but also he was getting a little too touchy.
"So Heeri . . . what do you say we forget going to the pool and just back home and swim in the bathtub?"
He really did forget who he was! His personality was far different than it used to be. He seemed so . . . bold. I hope this wasn't what he really acted like when no one was looking. That would just be strange. Besides, if this is who he really was then-- . . . n-no.
What did he mean by, 'It means that . . . I think I love you.'? He probably just assumed that we- . . . well . . . it was a little understandable. I was RIGHT there on his bed when he first woke up. I was the first one he saw, or so he thinks. It was my fault, I acted too caring. From now on I was stopping! . . . But . . . he was Kurama, and he was hurt, in trouble. How could I act cold to him . . . he always looked out for me . . . it was my chance to repay that dept. And in any case, this Kurama was weird; I had to get the old, the real Kurama back at any cost! Even if I had to put up with or play into his behavior.
"We're only going back to your house-"
"So you can take that bath with me? Remember we figured out where the bathroom is!"
"No. We're going back so I can call Yusuke and ask if you can stay there for today and tonight also." I told him as we approached his home. I quickly opened the door and walked inside, Kurama dragging his feet behind him as his hands clutched on to my chest.
"Aww . . . are you trying to get rid of me? Or will you be staying too?" He asked as we pasted by his sofa.
Getting a little annoyed I dropped him off on it and then grabbed his nearby phone.
"Oh crap . . ." I sighed as I sat down besides him, phone in hand.
"What is it Hiei?" He asked as he moved over closer to me and set his hand on mine, I wouldn't have minded so much if my hand hadn't been resting on my lap . . .
I shivered a bit as he put more of his weight on my hand and lifted his head so his eyes met with mine. It was going to be hard . . . he looked like Kurama, he moved like Kurama, he sounded like Kurama, he smelled like Kurama (which was like a flowery scent mixed with soil, some of the human shampoo soap, and then that people smell . . . all in all . . . it smelled really nice. Something that should be bottled and sold for lots of money . . . err . . . of course I wouldn't be buying any.) but he just didn't act like Kurama should. Around me, Kurama was always gentle and understanding . . . nice and thoughtful . . . kind and caring . . . wait . . . he was like that now . . . only . . . touching me . . .
"I can't remember Yusuke's phone number." I answered as he released my hand and then gripped my shoulders with his hands and turned me to face him with a smile on his lips. "Why does that make you so happy?" I asked as he smile grew a little bigger and he laughed. I knew what was wrong with him now . . . he was totally PERVERTED!!!
"Because Hiei . . . I know it." He said as his eyes softened along with his voice . . . that's the way I remembered him.
"Know what, Yusuke's phone number?" I asked in shock.
"YES! I remember it!" He cried out in joy.
Oh god . . . this was great! He seemed a little more normal . . . had- . . . had he finally come back? Did he remember everything now!?
"Oh, good! I thought you'd never come back!" I said as I did something strange . . . I felt so happy that the normal Kurama had come back, I somehow just couldn't help myself. My arms slid around him and I hugged Kurama close and tight. "I'm glad you're back . . ." I whispered into his ear softly. WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING!? . . . No! It was just that the pervert Kurama annoyed me so much! Yes . . . yeah . . . of course.
Kurama moved his hands down my back and hugged me back just as tight. He was probably happy to be back, that's all. After this hug, I'd leave and we'd never speak of this hug again, because this hug wasn't that kind of hug, it was just a friendly relieved hug between friends . . . hug.
"Oh, yes Hiei I'm here . . . heeheehee . . ." Kurama slurred in the high energy, perverted voice his . . . forgetful side spoke in. DAMN IT!!!!
I pushed him away from me and stood up. I glared at him hatefully . . . loathing in my eyes. "YOU STUPID NO GOOD LYING PERVERT!!!" I yelled at him in a really pissed off way.
"I'm sorry . . . I saw a good opening so . . ." Kurama mumbled as he then saw the look on my face. "Umm . . . I won't do it again I'm sorry . . ."
"So you don't know what Yusuke's phone number is?" I asked starting to calm myself down. I guess it was his no nothing nature to act like this . . . "Pervert . . ." I sighed to myself as I sat back down.
" . . . No."
Within that instant all my anger came back. He didn't understand that we weren't a couple! What did he think, that I LIKED HIM . . . in THAT WAY? . . . And know he was trying to what?! . . .
I stared at him . . . he was looking at me in the most- . . . sexy way.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . He . . . wanted . . . to . . . WITH ME?!
"Look here fox-!!!" I started to yell, but I was cut off by him crawling over to me over my lap. His legs folded on either side of me, his face was so close to mine . . . his mouth opened slightly to say something, but I didn't give him a chance.
I didn't know what came over me . . . but I kissed him. I've never kissed anyone before . . . why-? Why did I? Why Kurama? Why did we both seem to enjoy it so much . . . .?
Kurama leaned into it. His arms wrapped around the back of my neck, pulling himself closer to me. I felt his hands move up my black shirt and then slide from my back to my chest. His hands lowered until they found my belts. He unbuckled two of them and then raised his hands, starting to pull off my top. His tongue found it's way onto mine, how, I don't know . . . but I probably silently invited him, I would done it consciously if I could think clearly. Wait- . . . would I? I- . . . no, this was just confusion between the both of us. We were both not in our right minds, obviously. I don't know how exactly that came to be. Kurama lost his memory . . . he didn't know better . . . and I . . . I . . . I didn't really . . . have an excuse. Maybe it was just the look on his face. Yes. He was acting far too sexy for his own good. It was clearly his fault if anything happened. He was scared, confused, lost within himself . . . so the only thing he could think of were things that would take his mind off of that, and his body onto me. . . . And so, I was helping him through this problem like I promised I would.
"Hiei, would you like to come upstairs with me?" Kurama asked as he moved his lips from my mouth to my neck.
"No . . . let's stay here . . ." I said followed by a moan as Kurama's tongue began to work on my neck. My hands reached out grabbed Kurama's arms, he needed help! "Help . . . you . . . Kurama . . ." I whispered as Kurama pushed me down on my back, him on top of me.
"Hiei, don't worry about me . . . I'm here and am going to help *you*." He said as he was about to remove the rest of my clothing when . . .
"SHUICHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I heard a clanking noise, sounded like metal hitting the hard floor, probably her car keys. This I hadn't planned for . . . Kurama's mother. She probably would have found out about Kurama losing his memories of everyone soon. But this was clearly the worst of all times for me to explain!!! . . . . . . And right when I was actually going to- . . . well . . . I mean, it was a little . . . uncomfortable.
"Oh . . . uhh . . ." I uttered as Kurama looked up at Shiori and then back down at me.
A confused look came over his face as it leaned closer to mine. "Hey, who's Shuichi and what'd he do?" Kurama whispered to me.
"SHUICHI WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH-- . . . OH MY GOD!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH- WITH- . . . *HIM*!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Who the hell is Shuichi?" Kurama whispered again to me as his eyes shifted around the room until they met with Shiori whose face was blushing like crazy. The two looked at each other for a while, the both confused, the one in shock, the other wondering exactly who this Shuichi was.
I knew for sure now, Kurama needed to get his memories back. I would help him at all costs, because this was really embarrassing. And from this point on, I was not going to touch any inch of him!!! He was off limits to me . . . he really didn't need that kind of help from me. After I explained things to both him AND his mother . . . I would have to tell him to keep his hands off me and his suggestive looks away from my eyes! The damn fox was too sexy for his own good, and mine. Besides, what if he remembered all this stuff when he regained his memory? He would surely think that I liked him in that way! And that I couldn't have. . . . umm . . . because it wasn't true . . . it was just that . . . well, as a man, I on certain occasions have . . . NEVER MIND!
"Shuichi . . . why are you- . . . with a HIM! WHY ARE YOU AT ALL!! ON MY SOFA! ANYWHERE! . . . Oh no . . . my- . . . . . . MY SON IS SEXUALLY ACTIVE AND GAY!!!" Shiori yelled out as she dropped to her knees and started to cry.
I pushed Kurama off of me and sat up. Very quickly Shiori's eyes jetted up at me, she looked a little like she wanted to strangle me. HA! Stupid woman! She'd be dead long before she had her hands on ME! How pitiful . . . her thinking she could harm me.
Oh . . . yeah. Our problem.
Shiori stared right at me. It was rather creepy . . .
"Uhh . . . hi."
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I didn't REALLY want to end it there . . . that would be very mean of me . . . MUH HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!! I'm evil, and I must be stopped. PLEASE REVIEW! (Or there'll be no next chapter! Just kidding . . . MUH HA HA HA!!) J/K ^_^
(((((((EVER WANTED TO KNOW WHAT MR. CARROTS LOOKS LIKE???))))))))
I still don't own Kurama's memories, and he still doesn't too.
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OH YEAH!!! WAIT WAIT WAIT . . . well this isn't that important. But anyway, this chapter will be in HIEI'S POV because . . . well the over all thing will make a lot more sense SO . . . next chapter it should be back to KURAMA'S POV so don't be confused!
^*^*^
((HIEI'S POV))
This wasn't good! It was bad enough that Kurama was injured and couldn't remember anything . . . but also he was getting a little too touchy.
"So Heeri . . . what do you say we forget going to the pool and just back home and swim in the bathtub?"
He really did forget who he was! His personality was far different than it used to be. He seemed so . . . bold. I hope this wasn't what he really acted like when no one was looking. That would just be strange. Besides, if this is who he really was then-- . . . n-no.
What did he mean by, 'It means that . . . I think I love you.'? He probably just assumed that we- . . . well . . . it was a little understandable. I was RIGHT there on his bed when he first woke up. I was the first one he saw, or so he thinks. It was my fault, I acted too caring. From now on I was stopping! . . . But . . . he was Kurama, and he was hurt, in trouble. How could I act cold to him . . . he always looked out for me . . . it was my chance to repay that dept. And in any case, this Kurama was weird; I had to get the old, the real Kurama back at any cost! Even if I had to put up with or play into his behavior.
"We're only going back to your house-"
"So you can take that bath with me? Remember we figured out where the bathroom is!"
"No. We're going back so I can call Yusuke and ask if you can stay there for today and tonight also." I told him as we approached his home. I quickly opened the door and walked inside, Kurama dragging his feet behind him as his hands clutched on to my chest.
"Aww . . . are you trying to get rid of me? Or will you be staying too?" He asked as we pasted by his sofa.
Getting a little annoyed I dropped him off on it and then grabbed his nearby phone.
"Oh crap . . ." I sighed as I sat down besides him, phone in hand.
"What is it Hiei?" He asked as he moved over closer to me and set his hand on mine, I wouldn't have minded so much if my hand hadn't been resting on my lap . . .
I shivered a bit as he put more of his weight on my hand and lifted his head so his eyes met with mine. It was going to be hard . . . he looked like Kurama, he moved like Kurama, he sounded like Kurama, he smelled like Kurama (which was like a flowery scent mixed with soil, some of the human shampoo soap, and then that people smell . . . all in all . . . it smelled really nice. Something that should be bottled and sold for lots of money . . . err . . . of course I wouldn't be buying any.) but he just didn't act like Kurama should. Around me, Kurama was always gentle and understanding . . . nice and thoughtful . . . kind and caring . . . wait . . . he was like that now . . . only . . . touching me . . .
"I can't remember Yusuke's phone number." I answered as he released my hand and then gripped my shoulders with his hands and turned me to face him with a smile on his lips. "Why does that make you so happy?" I asked as he smile grew a little bigger and he laughed. I knew what was wrong with him now . . . he was totally PERVERTED!!!
"Because Hiei . . . I know it." He said as his eyes softened along with his voice . . . that's the way I remembered him.
"Know what, Yusuke's phone number?" I asked in shock.
"YES! I remember it!" He cried out in joy.
Oh god . . . this was great! He seemed a little more normal . . . had- . . . had he finally come back? Did he remember everything now!?
"Oh, good! I thought you'd never come back!" I said as I did something strange . . . I felt so happy that the normal Kurama had come back, I somehow just couldn't help myself. My arms slid around him and I hugged Kurama close and tight. "I'm glad you're back . . ." I whispered into his ear softly. WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING!? . . . No! It was just that the pervert Kurama annoyed me so much! Yes . . . yeah . . . of course.
Kurama moved his hands down my back and hugged me back just as tight. He was probably happy to be back, that's all. After this hug, I'd leave and we'd never speak of this hug again, because this hug wasn't that kind of hug, it was just a friendly relieved hug between friends . . . hug.
"Oh, yes Hiei I'm here . . . heeheehee . . ." Kurama slurred in the high energy, perverted voice his . . . forgetful side spoke in. DAMN IT!!!!
I pushed him away from me and stood up. I glared at him hatefully . . . loathing in my eyes. "YOU STUPID NO GOOD LYING PERVERT!!!" I yelled at him in a really pissed off way.
"I'm sorry . . . I saw a good opening so . . ." Kurama mumbled as he then saw the look on my face. "Umm . . . I won't do it again I'm sorry . . ."
"So you don't know what Yusuke's phone number is?" I asked starting to calm myself down. I guess it was his no nothing nature to act like this . . . "Pervert . . ." I sighed to myself as I sat back down.
" . . . No."
Within that instant all my anger came back. He didn't understand that we weren't a couple! What did he think, that I LIKED HIM . . . in THAT WAY? . . . And know he was trying to what?! . . .
I stared at him . . . he was looking at me in the most- . . . sexy way.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . He . . . wanted . . . to . . . WITH ME?!
"Look here fox-!!!" I started to yell, but I was cut off by him crawling over to me over my lap. His legs folded on either side of me, his face was so close to mine . . . his mouth opened slightly to say something, but I didn't give him a chance.
I didn't know what came over me . . . but I kissed him. I've never kissed anyone before . . . why-? Why did I? Why Kurama? Why did we both seem to enjoy it so much . . . .?
Kurama leaned into it. His arms wrapped around the back of my neck, pulling himself closer to me. I felt his hands move up my black shirt and then slide from my back to my chest. His hands lowered until they found my belts. He unbuckled two of them and then raised his hands, starting to pull off my top. His tongue found it's way onto mine, how, I don't know . . . but I probably silently invited him, I would done it consciously if I could think clearly. Wait- . . . would I? I- . . . no, this was just confusion between the both of us. We were both not in our right minds, obviously. I don't know how exactly that came to be. Kurama lost his memory . . . he didn't know better . . . and I . . . I . . . I didn't really . . . have an excuse. Maybe it was just the look on his face. Yes. He was acting far too sexy for his own good. It was clearly his fault if anything happened. He was scared, confused, lost within himself . . . so the only thing he could think of were things that would take his mind off of that, and his body onto me. . . . And so, I was helping him through this problem like I promised I would.
"Hiei, would you like to come upstairs with me?" Kurama asked as he moved his lips from my mouth to my neck.
"No . . . let's stay here . . ." I said followed by a moan as Kurama's tongue began to work on my neck. My hands reached out grabbed Kurama's arms, he needed help! "Help . . . you . . . Kurama . . ." I whispered as Kurama pushed me down on my back, him on top of me.
"Hiei, don't worry about me . . . I'm here and am going to help *you*." He said as he was about to remove the rest of my clothing when . . .
"SHUICHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I heard a clanking noise, sounded like metal hitting the hard floor, probably her car keys. This I hadn't planned for . . . Kurama's mother. She probably would have found out about Kurama losing his memories of everyone soon. But this was clearly the worst of all times for me to explain!!! . . . . . . And right when I was actually going to- . . . well . . . I mean, it was a little . . . uncomfortable.
"Oh . . . uhh . . ." I uttered as Kurama looked up at Shiori and then back down at me.
A confused look came over his face as it leaned closer to mine. "Hey, who's Shuichi and what'd he do?" Kurama whispered to me.
"SHUICHI WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH-- . . . OH MY GOD!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH- WITH- . . . *HIM*!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Who the hell is Shuichi?" Kurama whispered again to me as his eyes shifted around the room until they met with Shiori whose face was blushing like crazy. The two looked at each other for a while, the both confused, the one in shock, the other wondering exactly who this Shuichi was.
I knew for sure now, Kurama needed to get his memories back. I would help him at all costs, because this was really embarrassing. And from this point on, I was not going to touch any inch of him!!! He was off limits to me . . . he really didn't need that kind of help from me. After I explained things to both him AND his mother . . . I would have to tell him to keep his hands off me and his suggestive looks away from my eyes! The damn fox was too sexy for his own good, and mine. Besides, what if he remembered all this stuff when he regained his memory? He would surely think that I liked him in that way! And that I couldn't have. . . . umm . . . because it wasn't true . . . it was just that . . . well, as a man, I on certain occasions have . . . NEVER MIND!
"Shuichi . . . why are you- . . . with a HIM! WHY ARE YOU AT ALL!! ON MY SOFA! ANYWHERE! . . . Oh no . . . my- . . . . . . MY SON IS SEXUALLY ACTIVE AND GAY!!!" Shiori yelled out as she dropped to her knees and started to cry.
I pushed Kurama off of me and sat up. Very quickly Shiori's eyes jetted up at me, she looked a little like she wanted to strangle me. HA! Stupid woman! She'd be dead long before she had her hands on ME! How pitiful . . . her thinking she could harm me.
Oh . . . yeah. Our problem.
Shiori stared right at me. It was rather creepy . . .
"Uhh . . . hi."
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I didn't REALLY want to end it there . . . that would be very mean of me . . . MUH HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!! I'm evil, and I must be stopped. PLEASE REVIEW! (Or there'll be no next chapter! Just kidding . . . MUH HA HA HA!!) J/K ^_^
(((((((EVER WANTED TO KNOW WHAT MR. CARROTS LOOKS LIKE???))))))))