Ok, I don't usually respond to reviews in this fic . . . but . . .
Thanks and comments go out to . . .
Princess Krystal01: This fic is . . . gloomier . . . than my CYOA with Hiei, don't ya think? (answers herself: well DUH!!! It's ANGST, remember!?! -_-;;;;;;; . . . )
AyumeSakura: Really? You've NEVER read a fic with Hiei as the 'unrequited love'??? Hmm . . . that's odd. I distinctly remember my first Kurama/Hiei fic being like mine (in the respect that Kurama was completely clueless in the beginning . . . -_-;;) . . . *shrugs* but then, it was on a different site . . . oh, well . . . hope you like this, then . . .
HEY!! Just saw your ch.6 review!! *beaming* Arigato!!! ^-^ I think you might like what Kurama does in this chappie . . . *mischievous smile and a wink*
Volpe di Spirito: Thanks for sticking with it . . . I don't think Youko Starr likes my fic very much . . . *gets a little annoyed at youko starr . . . *
( to the infamous) Youko Starr: . . . Well, ex—cuse ME if Kurama and Hiei didn't fall in love in the first chapter!!!!!! *glowers* . . . If you stuck with it, Miss 'is this a Kurama/Mary sue fic' and 'did you make a mistake in the summary', then you're proven wrong!!!!! . . . right HERE!!!!! In THIS chapter!!!!!! Hmph! (ok, sorry nice readers!! -_-;;;;;;;;; got a little annoyed there for a moment . . . ;;;;;;;;;; . . . sumanai and gomen!!!!)
*sighs* Cicatrice: Ok, I like your 'Yukina' fic, and I know you're only trying to help, and so on, but . . . I didn't realize people could hate Kashi so much . . . I KNOW she's an OC, but I was just trying to write a fic where Kurama starts off as his normal self, finds someone he actually cared for as a youko in the past, then she's gone, and he turns to Hiei, realizing that he'll always be there for him, no matter what. *sighs again* Appreciate that you took the time to review, but . . . . . . they weren't fun to read. I know you're trying to help, and be as nice as you can, and I can tell you're being honest with me but still . . . your reviews stung a little. Ah, well . . . Kashi's gone, and I wrote most of this chapter before I read your reviews, anyway, so it's just the natual progression of my fic. Well, to people reading this little review response, and have NO IDEA what I'm talking about, let's move on to chappie number seven.
Sidenote: As for my doing curses with little 'bleeping lines', that's just the way I am. I don't curse, so I can't bring myself to write and curse, either . . . I just do curses to intensify the moment, anyway . . . they just fit . . . and YES, h—l is a curse, Cicatrice. Or at least to me it is.
I don't own yuyu, Kurama, Hiei..........or anything else related to either the show or the bishonens......*sighs*.....leave me be. I need all the money I can get . . . still got to go to college, after all . . . –Kita -_-;;........(I hate these disclaimer things......)
The Roots of a Rose by Kita –– Part Seven: Depression and Confession
Kurama sat at the desk in his room, trying to work on the homework Shiura-san had given the class that day. No matter that Kashi was dead; he still had a life. The redhead sighed. He remembered how all the girls had come to console him when he went to school the day after Saseka Kashi's unexpected and sudden death . . . everyone had been told she had been caught be many unidentified men, violated, then burned to hide the evidence. The only reason the police had believed 'Shuichi' was that he had shown them her earrings . . . Saseka-san had been heartbroken, knowing that his daughter never went anywhere without them, assuring the police that the Minamino boy was a good friend of his late daughter, and wouldn't harm her in any way. Thinking of the dead yon'na brought the tears back to his eyes, and he slumped down on the desk, arms folded in front, burying his head in them, the red locks falling around him . . .
Hiei watched as his friend's shoulders began to shake . . . again. / He's been doing this every night for a week . . . baka kitsune . . . he can't keep blaming himself like this . . . / Sitting outside the always- unlocked window, in the tree by Kurama's room, the fire youkai had a good view of what was going on in there. Suddenly, on impulse, he flitted away and was in Kurama's room in a moment. Now he could hear, though it was barely audible in the silent house, the fox's quiet sobs, further muffled by his arms . . . without much thought he started to walk toward his friend . . . a very foreign emotion playing through his eyes . . . / . . . poor fox . . . he really misses her . . . that yon'na . . . /
Kurama's trained ears picked up footsteps in the room behind him . . . quiet . . . slow . . . but definitely there. For some reason he didn't feel threatened . . . but pushed the thought aside as arrogance. With a little difficulty, he managed to suppress his soft crying until it had completely faded away . . . then he was aware that the person was standing right behind him.
"Hn. You'll make yourself sick, baka kitsune." Relief swept over him as he raised his head, recognizing the voice . . . then registered the familiar scent and youki he had been too distracted to focus on. / Dark fire . . . pine trees . . . rain . . . Hiei . . . / Kurama tensed slightly as he felt a warm hand rest lightly on his left shoulder.
"Fox . . ." said Hiei, apparently deeply immersed in thought . . . the redhead turned to face the shorter demon, the Jaganashi's hand still on his shoulder. He seemed to be battling within himself over something . . . Kurama cocked his head, frowning slightly, then raised his right hand and rested it tentatively on Hiei's, wanting to comfort his friend . . . though . . . he thought to himself . . . / . . . is that the only reason I'm— . . . . I wonder . . . /
"Kurama." Hiei said firmly, his confidence bolstered from the kitsune's gentle touch, able to now meet the emerald gaze. "I've got something for you." Seeing the slight surprise in those green depths, the youkai lost his nerve and walked over to the window, arms folded in an unconsciously defensive position, staring out into the darkness. / . . . give this . . . to Kurama . . . for me . . . / the vixen's words echoed in his head . . . / . . . only . . . make sure YOU mean it . . . Baka yon'na! What had she meant?! Did she . . . had she suspected something . . . ? / He growled. / Curse those kitsune! They're too d—n smart for their own good . . . or anyone else's! . . . Although . . . / he admitted to himself / . . . Kurama's an exception . . . but he's half-ningen, after all . . . / He heard a chuckle from somewhere behind him.
'What's the matter, Hiei? A thought not to your liking?" Kurama's amused voice commented . . . he had heard the growl. The half-koorime turned, arms still folded.
"Hn. No. I'm just trying to think of the best way to give it to you." The fox's green eyes sparked with mirth.
"Well, the simplest answer is often the best, you know." He thought to himself, still chuckling inwardly. / . . . .what's he referring to? . . . I've never known Hiei to give anyone ANYTHING . . . other than a scar . . . what could he be talking about? . . . /
"Hn." Hiei smirked. He couldn't help but be amused at the situation, though for a very different reason than Kurama. / Baka kitsune. He's no idea . . . probably thinks it's some ningen object . . . . well . . . he DID say the simplest way would be the best . . . / The fire youkai appeared in the blink of an eye in front Kurama, who was still sitting, though sideways, on the chair at his desk. Because the fox was sitting, he actually had to look up to meet the Jaganashi's gaze. Hiei eyed him, the smirk still on his face.
"Are you sure, fox?" Kurama was puzzled, but smiled nonetheless.
"Yes, Hiei. I'm quite sure." The fire youkai's smirk broadened, and he leaned in so their eyes were at the same level . . .
"Fine. Here it is—"Very suddenly, without warning, Hiei locked lips with Kurama. A warm feeling fluttered up from his lower stomach, sending a tingling sensation throughout his whole body . . . / Hn . . . / he thought as he found himself putting a hand around the fox's neck, then pushing with more force against the kitsune's mouth . . . / this feels . . . . nice . . . . . . . perhaps . . . that vixen wasn't such a baka after all . . . /
Kurama's green eyes widened with shock as he felt the koorime cut off his air. The fox was so surprised, he wasn't able to move. Those few moments allowed the Jaganashi to put an arm around him and push himself more eagerly against Kurama's lips . . . / . . . w . . . wh . . . what? . . . what's Hiei doing? . . . is this . . . what he was talking about . . . ? / His first reaction wasn't utter disgust . . . or even pity, for that matter . . . instead . . . / . . . What's this feeling . . . the feeling that everything's . . . finally . . . . . . . . . . right . . . ? . . . do I . . . really . . . ? /
Hiei, upon receiving no response (a.n./ and running out of breath -_- ;;) broke the kiss, but kept his hand around Kurama's neck, looking straight into those emerald eyes so full of . . . shock. Yes, shock. Shame and embarrassment threatened to engulf him, but he couldn't pull away from those green depths . . . / . . . let Kurama say what he will . . . I was only . . . granting that yon'na . . . her last request . . . nothing . . . . . . nothing more . . . / He began to withdraw, finally able to take his gaze to the floor and slowly starting to remove his fingers from where they had become entangled in the kitsune's red locks . . .
"G—gomen . . . Kur—"For the second time that night, a demon was caught off-guard. Now crimson eyes grew large as the redhead returned the kiss, rising from the chair and leaning into the surprised fire demon. Unfortunately, the two overbalanced and fell to the floor, Kurama on top. However, they had been through many battles, and one little fall was nothing to them . . .
~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ -_- Ok, in case any little kiddies are reading this........you stop right NOW. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ I MEAN IT!!! People under 13 . . . STOP READING!!!!! Grrr!! ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ You better be 14 or over now . . . ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ If you aren't I could get in trouble . . . ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Ok, hopefully this is a more MATURE audience . . . ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Though it's not a lemon, it's still . . . ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Ok, I'm done with censoring. You were warned. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
Hiei felt the soft, warm weight of Kurama's elegant form lying on top of him . . . they still hadn't broken the kiss. Then he felt the kitsune's tongue come out, slowly moving along his lower lip . . . acting on instinct, the koorime opened his mouth slightly, and felt a wave of fire wash over him as Kurama's tongue explored his mouth . . .
Partly excited . . . partly happy . . . Kurama's arms tightened around the fire demon, holding him closer. His years as a youko came back to him . . . but this time it was different. This time . . . he actually CARED how the other person felt . . . and the kitsune wanted Hiei to feel loved . . . he knew his friend's past was ANYTHING but tender . . . . . . the koorime's skin started to burn . . . his own tingled when they touched . . . and Kurama instantly hated the fact that Hiei wore a long, black cloak at all times . . . right now only the Jaganashi's neck and face were available to him.
They both parted for air, and Kurama, slightly out of breath, whispered to the youkai . . .
"Hiei—" Crimson eyes locked onto him, and the kitsune felt a wave of emotion overcome him . . . he had to kiss the kawaii little fire demon . . . again . . . repetitively . . . but . . . Kurama forced the impulse down.
After the kitsune drew away from his face a little, Hiei spoke, his hardened eyes hiding all emotions.
"What, fox." Without a word Kurama rolled off the youkai to lie, face- up, next to him (a.n./ on Hiei's left side, incidentally). There was silence for a few minutes . . .
Hiei stared up at the ceiling, lost in thought . . . / He . . . he kissed me. Does he love me, then? No . . . probably just overcome with grief . . . that's got to be it . . . he thought I was . . . HER . . . / He growled. / I hate that yon'na . . . /
Kurama's green orbs were distant, as well . . . / Does he . . . feel this too? These emotions . . . I know he feels . . . can feel . . . love . . . there's no other word for what he shows toward his sister . . . but . . . does he feel it for me? Why did he kiss me . . . why . . . it was . . . so . . . unexpected . . . but it felt right . . .
Why did it feel right? Why did he kiss me . . . it broke the spell I was under . . . the spell that had kept me blind . . . until now . . . to how HE felt toward me . . . /
Kurama spoke first, softly.
"Why did you kiss me?" The fire youkai didn't move an inch, but his eyes flickered over to the side, to look at Kurama. / Should I tell him? . . . Kurama . . . that I . . . / He shook himself mentally, shifting to lie on his right side, looking at the wall, facing away from the fox. / No! . . . he doesn't love me . . . then . . . . why did he return my kiss . . . ? /
"Hiei?" The youkai glanced back over his shoulder. Kurama had turned on his side, as well, but was facing him, and one hand was rising slowly toward him . . . the Jaganashi watched it for a moment, entranced as it drew closer to his shoulder . . . but shook himself free at the last minute.
Kurama blinked, then looked up. Hiei was standing by the window, preparing to jump out. The kitsune stood as well, and took a few steps toward the fire demon.
"Hiei . . ." The fire demon graced him with a look of arrogant indifference. Kurama sighed, letting his hand drop. / Apparently . . . he's back to acting like himself . . . /
"Hn." Hiei commented, bringing the green gaze back to him. Kurama furrowed his brow slightly . . . / There's . . . something . . . in his eyes . . . it . . . softens them . . . somehow . . . is it . . . what I thought it was, then? . . . ai . . . ? / Then, in a whisper that was most un-Hiei-like, the shorter demon spoke.
"I'll be back, kitsune." And he was gone in a moment.
Short chappie I know . . . (well . . . shorter . . .) . . . sorry if the plot's kinda slow . . . just moving at my own pace . . . I've got to update my other fic, as well . . . *many sweatdrops* Oki, well . . . I'm done (for now). ^-^ Bye.
'Japinglish' is the mix of Japanese and English used by so many fanfiction authors on the Internet. Basically, it's found whenever the writer sticks a Japanese word into their mostly-English fic. (like gomen, nani, doushite, arigato, kawaii, kitsune, baka, etc.)
Thanks and comments go out to . . .
Princess Krystal01: This fic is . . . gloomier . . . than my CYOA with Hiei, don't ya think? (answers herself: well DUH!!! It's ANGST, remember!?! -_-;;;;;;; . . . )
AyumeSakura: Really? You've NEVER read a fic with Hiei as the 'unrequited love'??? Hmm . . . that's odd. I distinctly remember my first Kurama/Hiei fic being like mine (in the respect that Kurama was completely clueless in the beginning . . . -_-;;) . . . *shrugs* but then, it was on a different site . . . oh, well . . . hope you like this, then . . .
HEY!! Just saw your ch.6 review!! *beaming* Arigato!!! ^-^ I think you might like what Kurama does in this chappie . . . *mischievous smile and a wink*
Volpe di Spirito: Thanks for sticking with it . . . I don't think Youko Starr likes my fic very much . . . *gets a little annoyed at youko starr . . . *
( to the infamous) Youko Starr: . . . Well, ex—cuse ME if Kurama and Hiei didn't fall in love in the first chapter!!!!!! *glowers* . . . If you stuck with it, Miss 'is this a Kurama/Mary sue fic' and 'did you make a mistake in the summary', then you're proven wrong!!!!! . . . right HERE!!!!! In THIS chapter!!!!!! Hmph! (ok, sorry nice readers!! -_-;;;;;;;;; got a little annoyed there for a moment . . . ;;;;;;;;;; . . . sumanai and gomen!!!!)
*sighs* Cicatrice: Ok, I like your 'Yukina' fic, and I know you're only trying to help, and so on, but . . . I didn't realize people could hate Kashi so much . . . I KNOW she's an OC, but I was just trying to write a fic where Kurama starts off as his normal self, finds someone he actually cared for as a youko in the past, then she's gone, and he turns to Hiei, realizing that he'll always be there for him, no matter what. *sighs again* Appreciate that you took the time to review, but . . . . . . they weren't fun to read. I know you're trying to help, and be as nice as you can, and I can tell you're being honest with me but still . . . your reviews stung a little. Ah, well . . . Kashi's gone, and I wrote most of this chapter before I read your reviews, anyway, so it's just the natual progression of my fic. Well, to people reading this little review response, and have NO IDEA what I'm talking about, let's move on to chappie number seven.
Sidenote: As for my doing curses with little 'bleeping lines', that's just the way I am. I don't curse, so I can't bring myself to write and curse, either . . . I just do curses to intensify the moment, anyway . . . they just fit . . . and YES, h—l is a curse, Cicatrice. Or at least to me it is.
I don't own yuyu, Kurama, Hiei..........or anything else related to either the show or the bishonens......*sighs*.....leave me be. I need all the money I can get . . . still got to go to college, after all . . . –Kita -_-;;........(I hate these disclaimer things......)
The Roots of a Rose by Kita –– Part Seven: Depression and Confession
Kurama sat at the desk in his room, trying to work on the homework Shiura-san had given the class that day. No matter that Kashi was dead; he still had a life. The redhead sighed. He remembered how all the girls had come to console him when he went to school the day after Saseka Kashi's unexpected and sudden death . . . everyone had been told she had been caught be many unidentified men, violated, then burned to hide the evidence. The only reason the police had believed 'Shuichi' was that he had shown them her earrings . . . Saseka-san had been heartbroken, knowing that his daughter never went anywhere without them, assuring the police that the Minamino boy was a good friend of his late daughter, and wouldn't harm her in any way. Thinking of the dead yon'na brought the tears back to his eyes, and he slumped down on the desk, arms folded in front, burying his head in them, the red locks falling around him . . .
Hiei watched as his friend's shoulders began to shake . . . again. / He's been doing this every night for a week . . . baka kitsune . . . he can't keep blaming himself like this . . . / Sitting outside the always- unlocked window, in the tree by Kurama's room, the fire youkai had a good view of what was going on in there. Suddenly, on impulse, he flitted away and was in Kurama's room in a moment. Now he could hear, though it was barely audible in the silent house, the fox's quiet sobs, further muffled by his arms . . . without much thought he started to walk toward his friend . . . a very foreign emotion playing through his eyes . . . / . . . poor fox . . . he really misses her . . . that yon'na . . . /
Kurama's trained ears picked up footsteps in the room behind him . . . quiet . . . slow . . . but definitely there. For some reason he didn't feel threatened . . . but pushed the thought aside as arrogance. With a little difficulty, he managed to suppress his soft crying until it had completely faded away . . . then he was aware that the person was standing right behind him.
"Hn. You'll make yourself sick, baka kitsune." Relief swept over him as he raised his head, recognizing the voice . . . then registered the familiar scent and youki he had been too distracted to focus on. / Dark fire . . . pine trees . . . rain . . . Hiei . . . / Kurama tensed slightly as he felt a warm hand rest lightly on his left shoulder.
"Fox . . ." said Hiei, apparently deeply immersed in thought . . . the redhead turned to face the shorter demon, the Jaganashi's hand still on his shoulder. He seemed to be battling within himself over something . . . Kurama cocked his head, frowning slightly, then raised his right hand and rested it tentatively on Hiei's, wanting to comfort his friend . . . though . . . he thought to himself . . . / . . . is that the only reason I'm— . . . . I wonder . . . /
"Kurama." Hiei said firmly, his confidence bolstered from the kitsune's gentle touch, able to now meet the emerald gaze. "I've got something for you." Seeing the slight surprise in those green depths, the youkai lost his nerve and walked over to the window, arms folded in an unconsciously defensive position, staring out into the darkness. / . . . give this . . . to Kurama . . . for me . . . / the vixen's words echoed in his head . . . / . . . only . . . make sure YOU mean it . . . Baka yon'na! What had she meant?! Did she . . . had she suspected something . . . ? / He growled. / Curse those kitsune! They're too d—n smart for their own good . . . or anyone else's! . . . Although . . . / he admitted to himself / . . . Kurama's an exception . . . but he's half-ningen, after all . . . / He heard a chuckle from somewhere behind him.
'What's the matter, Hiei? A thought not to your liking?" Kurama's amused voice commented . . . he had heard the growl. The half-koorime turned, arms still folded.
"Hn. No. I'm just trying to think of the best way to give it to you." The fox's green eyes sparked with mirth.
"Well, the simplest answer is often the best, you know." He thought to himself, still chuckling inwardly. / . . . .what's he referring to? . . . I've never known Hiei to give anyone ANYTHING . . . other than a scar . . . what could he be talking about? . . . /
"Hn." Hiei smirked. He couldn't help but be amused at the situation, though for a very different reason than Kurama. / Baka kitsune. He's no idea . . . probably thinks it's some ningen object . . . . well . . . he DID say the simplest way would be the best . . . / The fire youkai appeared in the blink of an eye in front Kurama, who was still sitting, though sideways, on the chair at his desk. Because the fox was sitting, he actually had to look up to meet the Jaganashi's gaze. Hiei eyed him, the smirk still on his face.
"Are you sure, fox?" Kurama was puzzled, but smiled nonetheless.
"Yes, Hiei. I'm quite sure." The fire youkai's smirk broadened, and he leaned in so their eyes were at the same level . . .
"Fine. Here it is—"Very suddenly, without warning, Hiei locked lips with Kurama. A warm feeling fluttered up from his lower stomach, sending a tingling sensation throughout his whole body . . . / Hn . . . / he thought as he found himself putting a hand around the fox's neck, then pushing with more force against the kitsune's mouth . . . / this feels . . . . nice . . . . . . . perhaps . . . that vixen wasn't such a baka after all . . . /
Kurama's green eyes widened with shock as he felt the koorime cut off his air. The fox was so surprised, he wasn't able to move. Those few moments allowed the Jaganashi to put an arm around him and push himself more eagerly against Kurama's lips . . . / . . . w . . . wh . . . what? . . . what's Hiei doing? . . . is this . . . what he was talking about . . . ? / His first reaction wasn't utter disgust . . . or even pity, for that matter . . . instead . . . / . . . What's this feeling . . . the feeling that everything's . . . finally . . . . . . . . . . right . . . ? . . . do I . . . really . . . ? /
Hiei, upon receiving no response (a.n./ and running out of breath -_- ;;) broke the kiss, but kept his hand around Kurama's neck, looking straight into those emerald eyes so full of . . . shock. Yes, shock. Shame and embarrassment threatened to engulf him, but he couldn't pull away from those green depths . . . / . . . let Kurama say what he will . . . I was only . . . granting that yon'na . . . her last request . . . nothing . . . . . . nothing more . . . / He began to withdraw, finally able to take his gaze to the floor and slowly starting to remove his fingers from where they had become entangled in the kitsune's red locks . . .
"G—gomen . . . Kur—"For the second time that night, a demon was caught off-guard. Now crimson eyes grew large as the redhead returned the kiss, rising from the chair and leaning into the surprised fire demon. Unfortunately, the two overbalanced and fell to the floor, Kurama on top. However, they had been through many battles, and one little fall was nothing to them . . .
~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ -_- Ok, in case any little kiddies are reading this........you stop right NOW. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ I MEAN IT!!! People under 13 . . . STOP READING!!!!! Grrr!! ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ You better be 14 or over now . . . ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ If you aren't I could get in trouble . . . ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Ok, hopefully this is a more MATURE audience . . . ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Though it's not a lemon, it's still . . . ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Ok, I'm done with censoring. You were warned. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
Hiei felt the soft, warm weight of Kurama's elegant form lying on top of him . . . they still hadn't broken the kiss. Then he felt the kitsune's tongue come out, slowly moving along his lower lip . . . acting on instinct, the koorime opened his mouth slightly, and felt a wave of fire wash over him as Kurama's tongue explored his mouth . . .
Partly excited . . . partly happy . . . Kurama's arms tightened around the fire demon, holding him closer. His years as a youko came back to him . . . but this time it was different. This time . . . he actually CARED how the other person felt . . . and the kitsune wanted Hiei to feel loved . . . he knew his friend's past was ANYTHING but tender . . . . . . the koorime's skin started to burn . . . his own tingled when they touched . . . and Kurama instantly hated the fact that Hiei wore a long, black cloak at all times . . . right now only the Jaganashi's neck and face were available to him.
They both parted for air, and Kurama, slightly out of breath, whispered to the youkai . . .
"Hiei—" Crimson eyes locked onto him, and the kitsune felt a wave of emotion overcome him . . . he had to kiss the kawaii little fire demon . . . again . . . repetitively . . . but . . . Kurama forced the impulse down.
After the kitsune drew away from his face a little, Hiei spoke, his hardened eyes hiding all emotions.
"What, fox." Without a word Kurama rolled off the youkai to lie, face- up, next to him (a.n./ on Hiei's left side, incidentally). There was silence for a few minutes . . .
Hiei stared up at the ceiling, lost in thought . . . / He . . . he kissed me. Does he love me, then? No . . . probably just overcome with grief . . . that's got to be it . . . he thought I was . . . HER . . . / He growled. / I hate that yon'na . . . /
Kurama's green orbs were distant, as well . . . / Does he . . . feel this too? These emotions . . . I know he feels . . . can feel . . . love . . . there's no other word for what he shows toward his sister . . . but . . . does he feel it for me? Why did he kiss me . . . why . . . it was . . . so . . . unexpected . . . but it felt right . . .
Why did it feel right? Why did he kiss me . . . it broke the spell I was under . . . the spell that had kept me blind . . . until now . . . to how HE felt toward me . . . /
Kurama spoke first, softly.
"Why did you kiss me?" The fire youkai didn't move an inch, but his eyes flickered over to the side, to look at Kurama. / Should I tell him? . . . Kurama . . . that I . . . / He shook himself mentally, shifting to lie on his right side, looking at the wall, facing away from the fox. / No! . . . he doesn't love me . . . then . . . . why did he return my kiss . . . ? /
"Hiei?" The youkai glanced back over his shoulder. Kurama had turned on his side, as well, but was facing him, and one hand was rising slowly toward him . . . the Jaganashi watched it for a moment, entranced as it drew closer to his shoulder . . . but shook himself free at the last minute.
Kurama blinked, then looked up. Hiei was standing by the window, preparing to jump out. The kitsune stood as well, and took a few steps toward the fire demon.
"Hiei . . ." The fire demon graced him with a look of arrogant indifference. Kurama sighed, letting his hand drop. / Apparently . . . he's back to acting like himself . . . /
"Hn." Hiei commented, bringing the green gaze back to him. Kurama furrowed his brow slightly . . . / There's . . . something . . . in his eyes . . . it . . . softens them . . . somehow . . . is it . . . what I thought it was, then? . . . ai . . . ? / Then, in a whisper that was most un-Hiei-like, the shorter demon spoke.
"I'll be back, kitsune." And he was gone in a moment.
Short chappie I know . . . (well . . . shorter . . .) . . . sorry if the plot's kinda slow . . . just moving at my own pace . . . I've got to update my other fic, as well . . . *many sweatdrops* Oki, well . . . I'm done (for now). ^-^ Bye.
'Japinglish' is the mix of Japanese and English used by so many fanfiction authors on the Internet. Basically, it's found whenever the writer sticks a Japanese word into their mostly-English fic. (like gomen, nani, doushite, arigato, kawaii, kitsune, baka, etc.)