Disclaimer: *rides in on a pony* Howdy! Now I'm just here in Yoshiro Togashi's mind to round up these YYH characters for a bit, then I'll return them to their pastures. *tips Stetson…rides off into sunset*
Blush! And Trouble Rises…
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Themis froze. It was one of those instinct reactions, like a deer caught in the headlights, she couldn't move, afraid the big bad might get her, and she might like it. Her breath was caught in her throat, and time seemed to have fallen still. How long could she hover above him like this, looking into his intense, intelligent eyes. They seemed to be searching her, asking a thousand questions, and she knew he would probably find the answers before her. Half of her wanted to close the distance, to see if those lips were as warm and sweet as they looked. The other half was screaming common sense, but she couldn't seem to hear…couldn't think.
Kurama made a small noise, and with what strength he could muster he raised himself that last millimeter. At first Themis wasn't sure what to do, but soon she pressed her lips against his and found that they delivered all that they promised. She drew back first, a small gasp rising from her as air rushed into her lungs. Her face burned a charming shade of red and Kurama watched her curiously.
"Have I offended you?" he asked softly after a moment.
Themis shook her head. "No, it's just…" she couldn't think, couldn't take her eyes off his lips. It was such a short distance to close, and she could, he had kissed her first, she could taste those lips again. She sighed.
"I'm sorry," Kurama replied and looked the other way. Themis looked at him, the curve of his face, the long lean slope of his body. She remembered the intelligence in
his eyes and wondered if he would understand why…How long would he be around? Until Kano was captured she supposed. And then where would he go? She clasped his hand in hers, squeezed it once and left.
Kurama lay in the bed, wishing more than anything to follow her; to ask her. He had looked deeply into those eyes and saw a desire like his own. Even now he was sure he had not misjudged her. He felt unbalanced. He had been so sure. And then she had taken his hand in hers, squeezed it so affectionately. He looked back only when he heard the door click softly shut.
Part of him wished to see her standing there, leaning against the door, watching him, and to hear her speak. Explain yourself, he thought. He had been honest when he leaned forward to kiss her, shown her his intentions, his want. But the door was closed, and she was on the other side of it, and there was no way of getting her back without calling for her, and he wasn't ready to do that. He wanted to think, and to work at regaining motor functions. So he closed his eyes as if in sleep and beginning with his fingers began trying to force the muscles into action.
Themis took a deep sip of her coffee. It still tasted bitter and she added another spoonful of sugar, fighting the urge to hum the Mary Poppins tune, and tucked her knees up to her chest and flipped through the channels on the TV. There was nothing on, and she slipped easily into that peaceful place your mind wanders to when you aren't really thinking of anything at all.
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Aside:
Kano: I had to slit a few throats *chuckles* to get this aside, but here I am…
Me: HEY! I'm not supposed to be in the Asides!
Kano: *makes a fist, bolts of blue electricity begin to circle it* We need to talk.
Me: *gazing at the pretty color* Ooooh. Can you do that in green? I really like green!!
Kano: Baka…Look You will write my victory in this story or I will..HEY!
Me: *tugs his ears* I really like these! *blows in them*
Kano: Ugh! Stop that! *twitch* Now write my victory or I will..
Me: *bounces up and down* You know if there were three of me I could play maypole with your tail!!
Kano: Oh forget it, I'll do it the hard way…*marches away*
Yusuke: Oh great. Who let you into the Aside?
Me: *dumb grin* That my little secret.
Yusuke: *grabs me by the shirt collar and drags me away* Just finish writing.
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Something brought Themis from her reverie like a painful shock of cold down her spine. Instantly she turned to face Enyo's room and looked through the wall. Her sister was in the arms of Kano, seemingly fast asleep. "Damnit," she cursed under her breath. She darted into the kitchen and grabbed Kuwabara by the shirt. "Quick its Kano!" Kuwabara got his feet under him and they burst into the room in time to see Kano leaping lithely out the window, Enyo clutched protectively to his chest.
Themis hurled herself at the window, only managing to snatch a few hairs from one of his tails. She stared down at the beautiful twilight and shadow fur, and her body trembled with fine rage.
"Oh hey, Themis," Kuwabara said softly. "Look." Themis turned to the bed, and saw Hiei sleeping soundly. Her mind didn't even have a chance to grasp what was going on. She didn't even think, before calling on the power she used least often. She looked at him, saw the green skinned demon with eyes all over his body, saw the jagan on his forehead.
Then she reached out with her power, like a metaphysical hand and wrapped it tightly around that demonic form, and for lack of a better word she pulled, tugged, wrenched him from Otherside. The demon form seemed to flow from beneath his skin, making his red eyes open wide and his back arch. The result was an agonizing scream that left the demon panting at her feet on hands and knees.
Hiei glared at her, trying to catch his breath, and silently wondering at his ability to move. "What have you done to me?" he shouted, voice strained and gravelly.
"You damned baka!" Themis shouted back. "You just lay there while he took her! Now you are damn well going to help me get her back!" Before he could find the strength to stand Themis delivered a swift kick to his stomach and went into her bedroom to see Kurama.
"You can't change him, Themis!" Kuwabara said tumbling in after her. "He's only half demon now!"
"Watch me!" she snarled, and took one of Kurama's hands in her own. "Kurama," she said. "Wake up! Kano has Enyo. I need your help. I'm going to call your demon form." She paused. "It's going to hurt like hell."
He opened those bright green eyes and it took a moment for the understanding to slide through. Full demon. He nodded.
His screams echoed through the house as his demon form fought its way from his human flesh, but Themis merely pulled harder and at last he burst forth, and tumbled to the ground at her feet. Themis couldn't breathe, exhausted. Silver/white hair spread around him plastered to his face with sweat, a pair of fox ears lay flattened against his head in agitation, and cool golden eyes peeked up at her. She knelt down beside him, and almost reached out, but instead said in a voice that was soft but cold, "Gather your strength. We are going hunting." Then she stood up and left.
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Aside:
Enyo: So I like how creepy kitty boy gets to make off with me while NOBODY is looking.
Yusuke: I like how I'm not in this chapter at all *grumble*
Enyo: At least it's not you on the other end of Themis' anger this time *pats his back*
Yusuke: *absently touches eyebrows* Oh yea, good point *shiver*
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Enyo felt strong arms encircle her, lifting her up. She opened her eyes and saw that the inward swirling eyes of Kano were looking back at her. She had a moment of panic, and found it in her to wiggle in his grasp, almost making him drop her.
"Now, now. If you struggle I will mark you here and now, and you don't want that."
"Mark me?" Enyo muttered, trying to find the strength to wiggle some more.
He touched the fading scratches on her neck. "This was the first. A second scratch would bind you closer to me, and a third would make you mine forever."
"Aren't I a lucky girl," she replied hotly.
"You could always agree to help me willingly."
"Oh bite me."
Kano slapped her so hard that for a moment her vision was gone, eaten away by patches of black. As they faded she became aware of a distinct stinging in her cheek. Kano was looking at his fingers, licking a little blood from beneath the nails. "Now see what you made me do? There you have it, the second mark." He shook his head. One of his ears twitched, then the other. "It seems we are discovered," he whispered conspiratorially, and turned to the window.
Enyo tried her best to stay awake, to fight the blackness that was returning, but she couldn't. Her voice caught in her throat, and she couldn't speak, even to cry out as her sister followed closely by Kuwabara burst into the room. She felt the cool night air on her face; and that was the last thing she remembered.
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Me: *sighs happily* And there you have it…the kiss…
Kurama: -_-;; But then she walked away…
Me: aww *hugs him* It'll be okay…I'm sure there are lots of fangirls who you can kiss!
Kurama: o.O Yes…that's true… u.u;
Hiei: *grumpy*
Me: whats wrong with you?
Hiei: I don't want to talk about it…
Me: Awwww you can tell us (me and you readers out there)
Hiei: I said NO onna!
Me: n.n;; heh heh okay…*backs away*
Kurama: Testy testy…
Hiei: *brandishes katana* WANNA SAY THAT AGAIN KITSUNE?!!!
Kurama: *chuckles and walks away*
