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pocket lint.
A/N: Ohayo, minna-san!! I'm baaaaaack! My old account on ff.net crashed, so I simply made a new one. I'm reposting my fanfics, so if you've read this before..um, gomen ne. This was my first completed fic on ff.net, not to mention my first shonen-ai one as well. It seems like I wrote it a million years ago, but it was really only around September last year. Well, enjoy. Reviews are appreciated as always.
thoughts
-Knock knock-
Kurama's evergreen eyes opened, though groggily from deep sleep. He grinned knowingly, and pulling his head off the pillow, he faced the moonlit window of his darkened room. Sure enough, Hiei was looking in. Kurama pulled it open, letting the fire appirition in.
Hiei smirked, and pulled himself into the familiar posture, hunched up in the windowsill. Kurama collapsed onto his bed.
"You came again, I see."
"This ningen crap they call 'sleep' is boring. I hate lying around with my eyes closed."
Kurama chuckled, his eyes closing sleepily. Here was Hiei, escaping from the bore of ningen habits in the fifth nightly visit he had given Kurama. Of course, it was to talk. Hiei usually complained of everything that involved the Ningenkai, always involving how annoying Kuwabara's voice was and how Yusuke resembled an ugly girl. Kurama had laughed every time, but behind it he always wondered what the youkai thought of him. Surely, Hiei would come up with some other insultive resemblance that the youko would laugh at, and he would remain unwary of what Kurama himself thought of the demon.
To be honest, Kurama thought Hiei was just amazing. Yes, he was gay, he had realized it long before, with the way he stared at Hiei with awe, being sure the youkai didn't see. He admired Hiei, being brave, merciless, and just not giving a damn in general. Kurama wished he could tell him how he felt...but he knew that Hiei would never accept it. It was as Kurama had told himself: Telling them is half the battle...dealing with their reaction was another. Hiei was not gay; that was for certain. He didn't seem to remotely like anyone at that. Kurama had no chance with him whatsoever, and telling Hiei how he felt would only ruin the precious friendship they had.
"You asleep, kitsune?"
"No," Kurama replied, "just thinking..." he yawned slightly, and turned to the alarm clock. "It's already 1 am... that's kind of you, letting me sleep in later."
Hiei smirked. "You're becoming ningen yourself. It's pathetic." He turned his head and stared out the window, letting the faint moon's dim light splash onto his face like cool water.
Kurama sighed, and pulled himself up. "Ningens aren't that bad...Hiei..." he said quietly.
"Ningens are pathetic and soft. You know that Kurama," Hiei said harshly. He faced the youko again. "You're growing soft."
Kurama sighed, and pushed his head into the pillow again.
"Just don't let it get to you completely...I'd hate to be the only demon traitor left," Hiei remarked. Kurama grinned, his eyes closing again, numbness spreading throughout him...
"Kurama...? ...hn. He's asleep again...he makes it look so easy." Plling himself out the window, he vanished into the night.
Hiei concentrated, letting his entire mind and body be focused on the katana he held in his hand. His eyes intensified.
"Hyaaa!" he cried and in an instant he was soaring toward the tree, every ounce of his mind bent on destroying it. There was a slash, a loud creak and in a delayed second, the tree fell, crashing to the ground. Hiei smirked defiantly.
"Way to go, Hiei!" cheered an annoying voice all-too-familiar...
Hiei turned to it, and sure enough there stood Yusuke, the whole gang with him. Hiei frowned in disgust.
Kazuma rushed over to Hiei. "Is that all you've got, demon? Well, my rei-ken will kick you a--"
"Don't kid yourself baka. If you want me to kill you right now I will."
Turning away from Kazuma, whose face was now red with anger, Hiei flopped down under a tree and crossed his arms. "Baka," he remarked to himself, looking over at the entire group who were now setting up the picnic they had planned. "Why am I even here..? I can't stand this ningen death-trap anymore."
"It's not that bad, Hiei. Once you learn the ningen habits, it's actually quite pleasant," Kurama remarked, approaching the youkai.
Disgusting.
Kurama grinned, and turned to the group.
Yusuke tossed his wallet to the youko. "Oi, Kurama-kun, will you get us some sodas!" he yelled. Grinning again, Kurama nodded and set off.
Hiei closed his eyes. He could feel the sun's warmth on his face
/Like the demonic flames within me/
The sound of Botan's chattering perked his ears. As usual, she was rattling on about her latest adventures with cosmetics and shampoo. Hiei frowned in annoyance.
/The cry of malice and death/
Shaking the thought out of his head, his eyes opened, gazing ahead to the group, in time to see Yusuke plant a light kiss on Keiko's lips.
"Disgusting," Hiei remarked. "I'm not staying here in this hell- hole."
"I think this is enough for six sodas," Kurama muttered, crossing the busy street. Hiei followed soon behind.
"Kurama!" Hiei shouted, "I'm coming with you!"
Kurama turned to face the voice slowly as the crosswalk emptied, just as the light switched to the lit red letters: DON'T WALK.
Hiei's eyes widened.
Down the street, a convertible zoomed onward, its drivers unaware of the red head not far.
"Kurama ... MOVE!"
Kurama's eyes widened as the car came into view, fiery red under the sunlight.
There was a screech, a rustle of movement, and a cry from Kurama.
"Jeez, sir, are you alright?" a teenage boy asked, jumping out of the car. A girl emerged from the other side, her face full of worry.
Kurama opened his eyes reluctantly, panting from fear. His hair lay messily across the pavement.
Hiei knelt over him, his crimson eyes wide.
"Kurama...are you okay?"
"Hiei..."
Kurama pulled himself up, pushing his weight onto his arms.
"Tell me you're okay, Kurama," Hiei pleaded. He felt strangely caring, usually looking at Kurama as a ningen-loving weirdo youko, now deathly worried about him.
"Sir, I--" the boy began, more nervously this time. "Are you--"
Kurama pushed his face forward, pulling Hiei into what was an unmistakable kiss. Hiei's eyes closed, welcoming the embrace. Warmth spread through his lips.
K-Kurama...wait...
His eyes widened. He, Hiei, was kissing Kurama. Kissing. A ningen act of affection. No..he was a boy. He wasn't gay. He had no feelings for the youko whatsoever...or did he?
Pulling himself away from Kurama quickly, he fell back onto the warm pavement. Kurama's eyes, almost pleadingly stared at him.
"No...no..." Hiei stammered. He stood, and in an eyeblink he had vanished in great speed.
Kurama fell back. "Hiei..." he said, his eyes large, asking if what had happened was real.
The boy leapt back. "Uh...I'll just be going now..." With a zoom of the car, they left.
"Hiei..."
To be continued
A/N: Now that I think about it, I don't really like this fic...I guess I started it off a bit too quickly....;; ::watches readers skip over her random authoress ravings:: I dunno, I guess at the time I wasn't all that usued to romance fics...and the sappiness level is high ... blech... DEATH TO SAP!! ANGST FOREVER!!!
Ano...review I guess... I'll probably update tonight...after all I'm a fast typer and I've got the print-out right here... ja...
A/N: Ohayo, minna-san!! I'm baaaaaack! My old account on ff.net crashed, so I simply made a new one. I'm reposting my fanfics, so if you've read this before..um, gomen ne. This was my first completed fic on ff.net, not to mention my first shonen-ai one as well. It seems like I wrote it a million years ago, but it was really only around September last year. Well, enjoy. Reviews are appreciated as always.
thoughts
-Knock knock-
Kurama's evergreen eyes opened, though groggily from deep sleep. He grinned knowingly, and pulling his head off the pillow, he faced the moonlit window of his darkened room. Sure enough, Hiei was looking in. Kurama pulled it open, letting the fire appirition in.
Hiei smirked, and pulled himself into the familiar posture, hunched up in the windowsill. Kurama collapsed onto his bed.
"You came again, I see."
"This ningen crap they call 'sleep' is boring. I hate lying around with my eyes closed."
Kurama chuckled, his eyes closing sleepily. Here was Hiei, escaping from the bore of ningen habits in the fifth nightly visit he had given Kurama. Of course, it was to talk. Hiei usually complained of everything that involved the Ningenkai, always involving how annoying Kuwabara's voice was and how Yusuke resembled an ugly girl. Kurama had laughed every time, but behind it he always wondered what the youkai thought of him. Surely, Hiei would come up with some other insultive resemblance that the youko would laugh at, and he would remain unwary of what Kurama himself thought of the demon.
To be honest, Kurama thought Hiei was just amazing. Yes, he was gay, he had realized it long before, with the way he stared at Hiei with awe, being sure the youkai didn't see. He admired Hiei, being brave, merciless, and just not giving a damn in general. Kurama wished he could tell him how he felt...but he knew that Hiei would never accept it. It was as Kurama had told himself: Telling them is half the battle...dealing with their reaction was another. Hiei was not gay; that was for certain. He didn't seem to remotely like anyone at that. Kurama had no chance with him whatsoever, and telling Hiei how he felt would only ruin the precious friendship they had.
"You asleep, kitsune?"
"No," Kurama replied, "just thinking..." he yawned slightly, and turned to the alarm clock. "It's already 1 am... that's kind of you, letting me sleep in later."
Hiei smirked. "You're becoming ningen yourself. It's pathetic." He turned his head and stared out the window, letting the faint moon's dim light splash onto his face like cool water.
Kurama sighed, and pulled himself up. "Ningens aren't that bad...Hiei..." he said quietly.
"Ningens are pathetic and soft. You know that Kurama," Hiei said harshly. He faced the youko again. "You're growing soft."
Kurama sighed, and pushed his head into the pillow again.
"Just don't let it get to you completely...I'd hate to be the only demon traitor left," Hiei remarked. Kurama grinned, his eyes closing again, numbness spreading throughout him...
"Kurama...? ...hn. He's asleep again...he makes it look so easy." Plling himself out the window, he vanished into the night.
Hiei concentrated, letting his entire mind and body be focused on the katana he held in his hand. His eyes intensified.
"Hyaaa!" he cried and in an instant he was soaring toward the tree, every ounce of his mind bent on destroying it. There was a slash, a loud creak and in a delayed second, the tree fell, crashing to the ground. Hiei smirked defiantly.
"Way to go, Hiei!" cheered an annoying voice all-too-familiar...
Hiei turned to it, and sure enough there stood Yusuke, the whole gang with him. Hiei frowned in disgust.
Kazuma rushed over to Hiei. "Is that all you've got, demon? Well, my rei-ken will kick you a--"
"Don't kid yourself baka. If you want me to kill you right now I will."
Turning away from Kazuma, whose face was now red with anger, Hiei flopped down under a tree and crossed his arms. "Baka," he remarked to himself, looking over at the entire group who were now setting up the picnic they had planned. "Why am I even here..? I can't stand this ningen death-trap anymore."
"It's not that bad, Hiei. Once you learn the ningen habits, it's actually quite pleasant," Kurama remarked, approaching the youkai.
Disgusting.
Kurama grinned, and turned to the group.
Yusuke tossed his wallet to the youko. "Oi, Kurama-kun, will you get us some sodas!" he yelled. Grinning again, Kurama nodded and set off.
Hiei closed his eyes. He could feel the sun's warmth on his face
/Like the demonic flames within me/
The sound of Botan's chattering perked his ears. As usual, she was rattling on about her latest adventures with cosmetics and shampoo. Hiei frowned in annoyance.
/The cry of malice and death/
Shaking the thought out of his head, his eyes opened, gazing ahead to the group, in time to see Yusuke plant a light kiss on Keiko's lips.
"Disgusting," Hiei remarked. "I'm not staying here in this hell- hole."
"I think this is enough for six sodas," Kurama muttered, crossing the busy street. Hiei followed soon behind.
"Kurama!" Hiei shouted, "I'm coming with you!"
Kurama turned to face the voice slowly as the crosswalk emptied, just as the light switched to the lit red letters: DON'T WALK.
Hiei's eyes widened.
Down the street, a convertible zoomed onward, its drivers unaware of the red head not far.
"Kurama ... MOVE!"
Kurama's eyes widened as the car came into view, fiery red under the sunlight.
There was a screech, a rustle of movement, and a cry from Kurama.
"Jeez, sir, are you alright?" a teenage boy asked, jumping out of the car. A girl emerged from the other side, her face full of worry.
Kurama opened his eyes reluctantly, panting from fear. His hair lay messily across the pavement.
Hiei knelt over him, his crimson eyes wide.
"Kurama...are you okay?"
"Hiei..."
Kurama pulled himself up, pushing his weight onto his arms.
"Tell me you're okay, Kurama," Hiei pleaded. He felt strangely caring, usually looking at Kurama as a ningen-loving weirdo youko, now deathly worried about him.
"Sir, I--" the boy began, more nervously this time. "Are you--"
Kurama pushed his face forward, pulling Hiei into what was an unmistakable kiss. Hiei's eyes closed, welcoming the embrace. Warmth spread through his lips.
K-Kurama...wait...
His eyes widened. He, Hiei, was kissing Kurama. Kissing. A ningen act of affection. No..he was a boy. He wasn't gay. He had no feelings for the youko whatsoever...or did he?
Pulling himself away from Kurama quickly, he fell back onto the warm pavement. Kurama's eyes, almost pleadingly stared at him.
"No...no..." Hiei stammered. He stood, and in an eyeblink he had vanished in great speed.
Kurama fell back. "Hiei..." he said, his eyes large, asking if what had happened was real.
The boy leapt back. "Uh...I'll just be going now..." With a zoom of the car, they left.
"Hiei..."
To be continued
A/N: Now that I think about it, I don't really like this fic...I guess I started it off a bit too quickly....;; ::watches readers skip over her random authoress ravings:: I dunno, I guess at the time I wasn't all that usued to romance fics...and the sappiness level is high ... blech... DEATH TO SAP!! ANGST FOREVER!!!
Ano...review I guess... I'll probably update tonight...after all I'm a fast typer and I've got the print-out right here... ja...