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AN: Sorry, I meant to get this one up faster but I couldn't because of technical difficulties (Computer not working well, long story)
Swords and Roses Chapter Three,
Dangerous Savior
Sun shone brightly through the thin curtains, seeking the vulnerable eyes of Kurama. He woke up slowly, knocking off the effects of the night's sleep. He fumbled around, not opening his eyes yet. Opening them would admit that he was fully awake and that would mean that he would have to leave his house. He was reaching for the CD player that he knew he had been using when he had fallen asleep. True to his memory, the CD player and headphones were but an arm's length away. He put them on, not paying attention to anything else. Automatically, he hit the search button and found one specific song, Ghost.
It was a sweet but sad song about how a girl had fallen in love with someone else only to be ignored. He liked it for some inexplicable reason. He had always hated love songs. There were some that were good but there were very few that he truly cared for. There was one other song on the CD that made it is favorite, Save the Best for Last. It was another love song about some girl that had fallen in love with a man that was apparently so dense that he did not realize it. The man continued to seek love until the very end of the song when he fell in love with the girl. It sounded like a plot of a crappy romance movie or novel to him but he liked it anyway.
His mother knocked on his door, a solemn reminder that it was a school day. He let her know that he was awake and started to get out of his bed. He threw his clothes into a corner and moved to his closet. He pulled out his school uniform and put it on, just as he had the day before, and the day before that. He despised just how monotonous his life was becoming but savored the fact that it would not be much longer until the chain of days was broken open by a mission or something better.
The clock ticked ever on as Kurama went about getting ready. He was out of the door before his mother got a chance to yell at him for taking his own sweet time getting ready, as she almost always had to. He watched other people march to school, going with their friends. Kurama, who had almost always been a loner, suddenly wished that he was part of one of the groups. He knew that he had friends, but they were not the sort that he would walk around with. They were more of friends because of convenience. Each of them had their own separate group that they stuck to except during meeting times.
"Hey, you," someone that Kurama had never met said from behind him. "Why don't we take a little walk"
"I actually have to get to school right now"
"Wrong answer" the voice said as a knife ended up at Kurama's throat.
The man pulled Kurama into a dark alley way. Normally, Kurama would have been able to beat this guy into the ground without breaking a sweat. Now was not a normal time. He could not move much because of the knife and he did not want to give this many any reason to put it closer. Kurama was rather defenseless at the moment, unless he wanted to do something stupid like turn into Youko Kurama.
"Alright, fork over the money, kid."
"I'm afraid that I don't have any."
"Sure, I've never heard that one before, give it up now!"
"Leave him alone" a new person said. "or you will have to deal with me"
"Who are you?" the would-be robber said, looking around for the source of the voice.
"Wouldn't you like to know." The source of the voice said, now standing at the edge of the alley, a black shadow on a white plain.
"If you come one step closer, your pink haired friend gets it."
"And how is that?"
The man looked in his hand and did not find a knife. Kurama, now free of the threat to his life, punched the man and sent him flying. He walked out of the dark alley, leavening the man there to fend for himself.
"Thank you, Hiei, I." Kurama looked around to thank Hiei but did not see the small fire demon anywhere. He shook his head and walked off. Hiei never stayed long enough for anyone's taste. He always left just a moment too soon.
Kurama continued on to school only to realize that this was not where he wanted to go. He looked around to see if there was anyone that would really notice if he did not go. There was no one. He silently thanked Koenma, just in case it was his doing as the toddler got mad when he was not thanked for doing even the slightest thing.
Kurama walked over to a tree and climbed into it, positioning himself to where he could not be seen. He was almost drifting to sleep. He had stayed up late the night before but still forced himself to wake up early. Now his body was complaining about the odd schedule. He was just about to enter the deeper areas of sleep when something interrupted him.
"Can you imagin that, the great student Suichi is going to be late!"
"I will not be late Yusuke."
"Well, I'm late and you're with me aren't you?"
"I do not plan on going to school today."
"I never thought that you would skip school. I suppose that I, the master skipper, should stay with you. You know, keep you company." Yusuke said, climbing up into the tree with him. "So, what made you decide to skip?"
"Bad start to the day. Someone tried to mug me. They would have achieved but there were two things that went wrong for him."
"What happened?"
"The first one was that I didn't have any money."
"That would have to suck! What else happened."
"Hiei stole his knife."
"That explains why there was someone muttering something about shadows and pink hair." Yusuke laughed, joined by Kurama.
They eventually left the tree. Yusuke truly was the master of skipping. Kurama had imagined that it would end up like the people in the hallways, staying quiet and still to avoid detection. In fact, Yusuke turned that theory on its head. They went around the whole town visiting arcades, eating, and just having a good time. Whenever someone asked them why they were not in school, they replied that they were here on vacation.
After a full day of fun, Yusuke told Kurama of the "master plan." He figured that because yesterday's meeting had ended rather badly they would have another meeting tonight. It was also part of this plan to hold the meeting at Kurama. Yusuke's mother did not like a whole lot of friends over two nights in a row.
Kurama liked that idea for his own reasons. He really wanted to see Hiei at this point. There were a few reasons. He wanted to thank him for taking the mugger's knife as well as find out how he knew that he was in trouble. He also wanted to recruit his help for the talent show. Kurama needed to have the lyrics to "Ghost" written out so that he could sing them but he could not write very fast when he was concerned with making sure that every word was right. He knew that Hiei could do just about anything as quick as lightning so naturally he would be a good choice. If Hiei did not agree, Kurama could just say that he did not think that he could do it anyway. That would make it a challenge, and Hiei would never back down from a challenge.
With plans made, they went out to spread the word. No one had ever gotten any news to Hiei, he was too hard to find when he did not want to be found. Somehow he always got the news anyway.
"Tonight, meeting at my house. Hiei, I don't know how I am going to get this to you, but please show up."
++
Wow! Will he show up? Behold, the crappy cliff hanger. I can do better but I don't feel like it. Now remember the formula!
To review the formula
REVIEWS+ TIME= UPDATES
Here is another formula:
MORE REVIEWS+ LESS TIME=MORE UPDATES
Hope you pass math class. I didn't.wish I knew why. (I actually did pass!!!! I'm just as amazed as everyone else!)
Reviews will always make fingers type faster
Thank you for reviewing.
AN: Sorry, I meant to get this one up faster but I couldn't because of technical difficulties (Computer not working well, long story)
Swords and Roses Chapter Three,
Dangerous Savior
Sun shone brightly through the thin curtains, seeking the vulnerable eyes of Kurama. He woke up slowly, knocking off the effects of the night's sleep. He fumbled around, not opening his eyes yet. Opening them would admit that he was fully awake and that would mean that he would have to leave his house. He was reaching for the CD player that he knew he had been using when he had fallen asleep. True to his memory, the CD player and headphones were but an arm's length away. He put them on, not paying attention to anything else. Automatically, he hit the search button and found one specific song, Ghost.
It was a sweet but sad song about how a girl had fallen in love with someone else only to be ignored. He liked it for some inexplicable reason. He had always hated love songs. There were some that were good but there were very few that he truly cared for. There was one other song on the CD that made it is favorite, Save the Best for Last. It was another love song about some girl that had fallen in love with a man that was apparently so dense that he did not realize it. The man continued to seek love until the very end of the song when he fell in love with the girl. It sounded like a plot of a crappy romance movie or novel to him but he liked it anyway.
His mother knocked on his door, a solemn reminder that it was a school day. He let her know that he was awake and started to get out of his bed. He threw his clothes into a corner and moved to his closet. He pulled out his school uniform and put it on, just as he had the day before, and the day before that. He despised just how monotonous his life was becoming but savored the fact that it would not be much longer until the chain of days was broken open by a mission or something better.
The clock ticked ever on as Kurama went about getting ready. He was out of the door before his mother got a chance to yell at him for taking his own sweet time getting ready, as she almost always had to. He watched other people march to school, going with their friends. Kurama, who had almost always been a loner, suddenly wished that he was part of one of the groups. He knew that he had friends, but they were not the sort that he would walk around with. They were more of friends because of convenience. Each of them had their own separate group that they stuck to except during meeting times.
"Hey, you," someone that Kurama had never met said from behind him. "Why don't we take a little walk"
"I actually have to get to school right now"
"Wrong answer" the voice said as a knife ended up at Kurama's throat.
The man pulled Kurama into a dark alley way. Normally, Kurama would have been able to beat this guy into the ground without breaking a sweat. Now was not a normal time. He could not move much because of the knife and he did not want to give this many any reason to put it closer. Kurama was rather defenseless at the moment, unless he wanted to do something stupid like turn into Youko Kurama.
"Alright, fork over the money, kid."
"I'm afraid that I don't have any."
"Sure, I've never heard that one before, give it up now!"
"Leave him alone" a new person said. "or you will have to deal with me"
"Who are you?" the would-be robber said, looking around for the source of the voice.
"Wouldn't you like to know." The source of the voice said, now standing at the edge of the alley, a black shadow on a white plain.
"If you come one step closer, your pink haired friend gets it."
"And how is that?"
The man looked in his hand and did not find a knife. Kurama, now free of the threat to his life, punched the man and sent him flying. He walked out of the dark alley, leavening the man there to fend for himself.
"Thank you, Hiei, I." Kurama looked around to thank Hiei but did not see the small fire demon anywhere. He shook his head and walked off. Hiei never stayed long enough for anyone's taste. He always left just a moment too soon.
Kurama continued on to school only to realize that this was not where he wanted to go. He looked around to see if there was anyone that would really notice if he did not go. There was no one. He silently thanked Koenma, just in case it was his doing as the toddler got mad when he was not thanked for doing even the slightest thing.
Kurama walked over to a tree and climbed into it, positioning himself to where he could not be seen. He was almost drifting to sleep. He had stayed up late the night before but still forced himself to wake up early. Now his body was complaining about the odd schedule. He was just about to enter the deeper areas of sleep when something interrupted him.
"Can you imagin that, the great student Suichi is going to be late!"
"I will not be late Yusuke."
"Well, I'm late and you're with me aren't you?"
"I do not plan on going to school today."
"I never thought that you would skip school. I suppose that I, the master skipper, should stay with you. You know, keep you company." Yusuke said, climbing up into the tree with him. "So, what made you decide to skip?"
"Bad start to the day. Someone tried to mug me. They would have achieved but there were two things that went wrong for him."
"What happened?"
"The first one was that I didn't have any money."
"That would have to suck! What else happened."
"Hiei stole his knife."
"That explains why there was someone muttering something about shadows and pink hair." Yusuke laughed, joined by Kurama.
They eventually left the tree. Yusuke truly was the master of skipping. Kurama had imagined that it would end up like the people in the hallways, staying quiet and still to avoid detection. In fact, Yusuke turned that theory on its head. They went around the whole town visiting arcades, eating, and just having a good time. Whenever someone asked them why they were not in school, they replied that they were here on vacation.
After a full day of fun, Yusuke told Kurama of the "master plan." He figured that because yesterday's meeting had ended rather badly they would have another meeting tonight. It was also part of this plan to hold the meeting at Kurama. Yusuke's mother did not like a whole lot of friends over two nights in a row.
Kurama liked that idea for his own reasons. He really wanted to see Hiei at this point. There were a few reasons. He wanted to thank him for taking the mugger's knife as well as find out how he knew that he was in trouble. He also wanted to recruit his help for the talent show. Kurama needed to have the lyrics to "Ghost" written out so that he could sing them but he could not write very fast when he was concerned with making sure that every word was right. He knew that Hiei could do just about anything as quick as lightning so naturally he would be a good choice. If Hiei did not agree, Kurama could just say that he did not think that he could do it anyway. That would make it a challenge, and Hiei would never back down from a challenge.
With plans made, they went out to spread the word. No one had ever gotten any news to Hiei, he was too hard to find when he did not want to be found. Somehow he always got the news anyway.
"Tonight, meeting at my house. Hiei, I don't know how I am going to get this to you, but please show up."
++
Wow! Will he show up? Behold, the crappy cliff hanger. I can do better but I don't feel like it. Now remember the formula!
To review the formula
REVIEWS+ TIME= UPDATES
Here is another formula:
MORE REVIEWS+ LESS TIME=MORE UPDATES
Hope you pass math class. I didn't.wish I knew why. (I actually did pass!!!! I'm just as amazed as everyone else!)