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Rachael

Katyfoxdemon2

Jesanae Tekani

kari youkai pride

figured shadow

Chrislea

I still don't own YYH and I don't own the song Vacation at least I think that's the title.

Hiei: You are writing a story based on and with a line from a song who's title you can't remember?

Basically

It was a while before Hiei's brain was ready to accept the fact that he was going shopping, then spend a horridly long vacation with the others. However he was not there yet. He was still in the denial stage. Denying the fact that he was currently following the others toward a shop in the mall with Kurama next to him. It didn't help much that Kurama kept purposely rubbing his hand against Hiei's while they were walking.

'Don't slap the kitsune,' he said to himself then decided that was too girly and switched. 'Don't beat the kitsune,' he mentally chanted trying to stay away from violence which would attract unwanted attention.

Soft skin brushed feather-light over his knuckles warming them just slightly and sending a small tingle through his digits....

'....Don't beat the kitsune'

Hiei was wrong if he thought his internal struggle was not noticed. Kurama watched, amused, as Hiei rigidly walked next to him his eyes narrowed in a fierce glare.

"Wow, Hiei what's pissed you off so much?' Yuusuke asked as they stepped into a store.

"I don't like malls," Hiei said through gritted teeth, dangerously close to twitching… and then killing everyone. Yuusuke sweatdropped.

"Yuusuke what do you think of this one?" Keiko asked, holding up a pretty yellow sundress.

"It's nice," Yuusuke said, obviously not looking at the outfit. Keiko frowned.

"YUUSUKE NO BAKA!" she yelled, storming to the changing rooms.(1)

"I did something wrong again, didn't I?" Yuusuke asked. He followed her, preparing to plead for forgiveness.

"Yukina-chan, what would you like?" Kuwabara asked.

"I don't know Kazuma-san. What do you think would be good?" Yukina asked quietly.

"This is nice," Kuwabara said holding up a mini skirt that would be much too revealing on anyone.

"Are you sure Kazuma-san?" Yukina asked a little worried holding it up. Luckily for her Hiei intervened. He took the skirt from her replacing it on the rack gave Kuwabara the deadliest glare.

"Um, Hiei-san?" Yukina asked a little confused.

"You should try something on that rack, Yukina. I think it would be more to your liking," Hiei responded, not taking his eyes from Kuwabara. The rack he pointed to had several modestly short dresses, most of them blue.

"Oh those are lovely! Let's go over there Kazuma-san!" she said happily.

"All right Yukina," Kuwabara said, nervously eyeing Hiei. Hiei growled and Kuwabara ran to hide behind Yukina.

"I don't think he meant it, Hiei. He's just no good at picking out clothes," Kurama said as they watched Kuwabara pick out a lime green shirt with a blue duck on it.(2) Hiei flinched. "Come on, let's find something for ourselves." Kurama led the way toward the men's clothing section.

Hiei's demonic sense automatically discerned that this was a bad idea. Kurama had turned human but his youko nature was still intact and active. His eyes trailed toward the exit evaluating how fast he could get there and how long before he was caught. When Kurama was determined, he didn't give up.

"How about these?" Kurama asked, holding up a pair of very small, tight, black shorts.

"For you or me?" Hiei asked, raising an eyebrow at the garment. Kurama's smile obviously told who was going to be wearing the shorts. "You're worse than Kuwabara at picking out clothes."

"That hurt, Hiei," Kurama said showing sad, injured eyes that had no affect on Hiei. Hiei frowned at him and looked at the rack.

"Most of this...is shit," was his great appraisal of the clothing. Kurama gave him a patient smile as he looked for something appropriate for himself and his lover. He kept the black shorts however.

"Here," he said, giving Hiei an armful of different outfits, "go try these on in there." He pointed at the dressing rooms.

"No," Hiei replied, looking shocked that Kurama would even suggest such a thing.

"We won't know if they fit unless you try them on," Kurama said trying to reason with the demon.

"I don't care." The blunt reply was accompanied by Hiei's equally blunt look.

"Well I do," Kurama replied shoving the little demon toward the dressing rooms. Hiei was caught off guard, but not enough- he immediately shoved the clothes into Kurama's arms and turned to leave. "Hiei, don't make me use dirty tactics in front of our friends," Kurama whispered evilly.

"I'll be long gone before you can even try, Fox." Hiei returned his ruby eyes glinting determinedly.

"I'll get you eventually, Quickfire; are you willing to risk my anger then?" Kurama smiled predatorily. Hiei glared. Kurama grinned and pushed him into the dressing room.

"Try these on first, then come out and let me see," Kurama said, sitting in a chair and pretending to examine the garments he had chosen. Hiei gave him a very dark look before disappearing into one of the stalls. Kurama looked down the dressing rooms' hallway, bored. He wanted to see the adorable demon in the shirt he'd given him. He felt the temperature go up a few degrees. Apparently Hiei had read the front of the shirt.

But really what was wrong with a shirt that said "I'm a natural blonde"?

Kurama sighed and figured he shouldn't give Hiei the shirt that said sexy really big on it in red letters either. Hiei came out of the stall in the loose black pants Kurama had given to him without a shirt on. He threw the blonde shirt at Kurama.

"I'm mad at you," he declared before trying to snatch his own clothes from Kurama. Kurama held tight to them.

"I'm sorry I just couldn't resist. Please Hiei one more outfit?" Kurama begged.

"No, I'm genuinely mad at you," Hiei said as he pulled his clothes away and returned to the stall.

Kurama had pushed his teasing just a bit too far this time. Though it wasn't worse than what he usually did. He hadn't meant to truly anger the demon; just tease him a bit. He had to think of a really good way to apologize to his little demon. 'Not mine. Not yet'

Hiei glared at him when he exited, his cloak comfortably over his shoulders. He felt more secure in his own clothing. He pointedly ignored the kitsune and left the dressing rooms, planning to return to his tree in the park. He was almost out the door when two arms caught around his waist.

"I'm sorry," Kurama whispered in his ear, kissing down toward his neck. Hiei squirmed away.

"Fine," he said, and left much the same as he had come in. Kurama blinked. Was his apology accepted or did Hiei just acknowledge he was sorry? Knowing Hiei, it was the latter.

For the rest of the mall trip he was sickeningly sweet to Hiei. Hiei finally became so irritated he blatantly told the fox to stop. The others, of course, were very, very lost. Kurama noticed the looks that he and the jaganshi were getting and decided it was time for their little mall adventure to die in flaming grace before anything worse could happen.

"I think we should be leaving. It's getting late," Kurama said. To Hiei he added, "I'll help you pack for our vacation,"

"We'll see you later Kurama! Hiei!" Yuusuke called after them. Everyone else waved and moved toward another shop.

Kurama could tell that Hiei was still miffed at him. When he smiled at the Jaganshi usually he'd get a glare, a raised eyebrow, something, but Hiei was giving him the cold shoulder. Kurama tried to think of a good way to convince Hiei to talk to him on the way out.

"Would you like a milkshake?" Kurama offered.

"Why?" Hiei asked. He didn't even like milkshakes. They were too sugary to be nutritious and he wasn't thirsty anyway.(3)

"I would like to buy you a milkshake to make up for being mean to you," Kurama replied honestly. "It was only a joke, Hiei. I didn't mean to upset you." He looked directly into the smaller demon's red eyes and wove his hand into Hiei's and squeezed it earnestly.

"Fine, we can get a damn milkshake," Hiei snapped uncomfortably. He pulled his hand out of Kurama's.

Hiei couldn't stop fidgeting from foot to foot in the line. He beat down the warmth flooding his cheeks. The last thing he needed was the stupid kitsune realizing how much of an impression he'd had on him. Kurama smiled brightly at the little jaganshi and bought him a milkshake- which he didn't drink.

"You can throw that away if you want," he said as they neared the apartment complex. Hiei looked at the melted dessert. He felt oddly like saying no. It was Kurama's apology. Shouldn't he keep it…? Hiei threw the milkshake away in a trash can. Hiei lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to remember when the changes had begun. Everything seemed legitimate in his mind- nothing unusual or strange. Everything felt right. His frown deepened.

Kurama was packing two suitcases. In the corner of his eye he could see the demon deep in thought. Unpleasant thought. He folded another shirt, reminding himself that it was polite to stay out of other people's business. For now, at least. He finished packing and placed the two bags on the floor in the corner of the room. Hiei was still lying spread eagle on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. Kurama grinned evilly and jumped on Hiei, pinning him to the bed. The jaganshi remained still.

"What's wrong, Hiei?" Kurama asked.

"Hn."

"Whatever it is, I bet I can make you forget, hmm?" Kurama suggested with a predatory grin. Hiei felt as if he was someone's property. Kurama's property.

"What are you doing, changing things?" Hiei demanded. Kurama's seemingly innocent green eyes flickered for just a second.

"You aren't making any sense, Hiei," Kurama said lightly, leaning down to kiss his neck.

"The touches, the apologies, gifts, the looks. All of it. It's different," Hiei said. He didn't care if he made sense or not. Kurama should be able to figure it out.

"You're being silly. Just relax," Kurama mumbled, sucking deeply on Hiei's neck.

"You're not staying on the subject," Hiei hissed as Kurama's hands found their way into his shirt.

"There isn't anything else to say, Hiei." Kurama captured the demon's lips before he could say anymore. Of course there was much more to say. But it wasn't the appropriate time for Kurama to admit that he was starting to fall in love with the little demon.

"Why in all of the three worlds are we taking a car?" Hiei asked. They were going to some spirit world resort. Why did they have to take a ningen car to get to Reikai?

"The cruise is from Ningenkai to Reikai- it goes through the border," Koenma explained. "We need to take cars to get to the dock the boat will leave from."

"Better question: why do we have to take ugly cars?" Yuusuke tipped up his sunglasses to peer at Koenma. WHAP! Botan's oar smacked Yuusuke in the back of the head so he was kissing the cement.

"We haven't even left and they are already fighting," Kurama observed, dismayed.

"Can we get going now?" Keiko asked. Her bag was heavy, the car was ugly, and Yuusuke was being a jerk. She was ready for this vacation to be over.

The guys loaded the bags into the back of the cars. Then there was the traditional fight for seats. In the first car Koenma drove with Botan shotgun. Yuusuke, Keiko, and Genkai managed to squeeze into the back seat. In the second it was Shizuru driving with Kuwabara in the front seat next to her. Hiei, Kurama, and Yukina were in the backseat.

"Let's see how fast this baby can go!"

"Why can't I sit with Yukina-san?"

"Hiei, would you like to hear a story about my brother? He had such a sad life."

"Hiei, can you scoot a little more toward me to give Yukina some more room?"

"...Kurama, how long is this car trip?"

"About three hours, Hiei, why?"

"...kuso."

Hiei's eye keeps twitching. I kinda want to poke it with a stick.

Hiei: I hate you

okay. Well how many of you got the little joke in the conversation at the end. I'm kind of wondering if its hard to catch on to. Maybe I'm underestimating you. Well review and tell me if you got it so to speak. Maybe I'm overestimating my joke making skills. Probably the latter. Well bye now.

Kurama: ...sigh

BIG thanks to Chrislea who fixed this chapter so it was understandable and well edited. I really appreciate it!

Question: Does it annoy anyone else that the paragraphs don't indent? Or is it I'm just too stupid to figure this out. I just hate spacing it out. I like the tab button! Also if you could tell me how to do it if you know. That'd be nice. Alright shutting up.

(1)I can't write Keiko well at all

(2) I just can't make Kuwabara evil like that. He loves Yukina a lot and he isn't a half bad guy. (I'm sorry for all of those blue duck lovers I have nothing against them.)

(3) I can't ever decide if milkshakes should be for thirst or hunger.