Well, first off, let me apologize for the late update. And, actually, for
all my other late updates. I haven't been keeping up with the bargain I
made back when I first posted "Don't Ask Me," have I? And instead of quick
updates, I only became more slow in updating. And what this all says to me
is, "BAD AUTHOR!" I hope I'm mistaken. If I'm not...I'll cry. An author that
lies is never a good author, though.... So, I'll stop lying and just say
this. I'll update when I can. And although I am constantly writing with
practically all my free time, somehow, that just doesn't get done what it
used to. It isn't as though I've run out of ideas. I doubt that will happen
for a good many years, if at all. I really don't know what it is. But, what
I do know is, that I used to be able to update two to three stories
everyday. What happened? Oh well. I can at least assure you (at least I
think) that what I dish out today is a lot better than it was a year or so
ago!
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(Hiei's POV)
I watched as the youko vanished to reveal the part human Kurama. My heart sank when I saw him look at me. So forlorn, heartbroken... It was hard to believe that I could cause so much pain. Sure, I always knew I was rather deadly; however...emotional pain was something I never even dreamed of. I always thought it was the utmost of cruelty. To toy with the heart and soul of another, that is. But...I guess even that thought and idea was new to me. Before a short while ago, to toy with someone's heart was an impossible task. And yet somehow, even unintentionally, I managed to. I was simply a magnet for hurt and depression.
"Kurama," I started, looking him straight in the eye. Kurama merely sat there next to me, with the same look on his face. He seemed almost as though he wasn't listening, as though he were too caught up in his own rejection to even care about what I had to say. But, of course, if that was what he was doing then listening to me would be no problem at all. Perhaps he was only making me feel bad.... "What is it exactly that you want from me?"
"I think you already know the answer to that," he replied, turning to look at the floor. I sighed. Sure, I would like to give in to my heart and be together with him again, but it wasn't all that simple. What experience did I have with love? Only that small encounter with him before, and that was all an accident. If it hadn't been for Kurama losing his memories of the ones he knew, I wouldn't have even known of my feelings for him. And now that the whole situation was resolved and done with, I figured it the most logical thing to go back to the way it had been before. Besides, to be in love again...would mean that I would again have to take on the responsibility of protecting Kurama. And...I had already proven that I could not do it.
"I can't be with you again. I tried my hand at it and I'm simply not strong enough to protect you."
"And how do you know this, exactly?"
"When Rando threaten to hurt you...I tried my hardest and did all I could to save you from him. But in the end...it wasn't enough. And I just barely was able to prevent him killing you. And had Yukina not been there..." I trailed off, turning away from the fox.
"...Rando!?"
"It's a long story...."
"Well Hiei, whoever said I needed you to protect me?" he said, turning to give me a sly smile. I remained silent, but turned to look at him, curiously. "If you aren't able to protect me, then I guess the alternative would be for me to take care of you, right?" I thought about it for a moment. He had an interesting angle on it all. Yes. Why was /I/ the one protecting /him/? Back when we had first gotten into a relationship, Kurama was weak and lost. It seemed only natural to help him and watch over him. But now...Kurama was just as strong as I was. And incredibly smarter than I. He wouldn't allow himself to get into such dangerous situations in the first place. And that, actually, is what made him so strong.
Seriously though, I didn't much like the idea. I had always taken care of myself, and, occasionally, took care of someone close to me. If I were to hand that responsibility over to another, I would become even weaker than originally feared. That wasn't good.
"No," I said, shaking my head. Kurama got a very desperate look on his face at that moment as he searched his brain for another idea.
"Well," he started, seeming to have found one. "Why not just take the logical approach at this. I protect you, and you protect me. A simple act of teamwork, we could call it," he suggested, looking hopeful.
"I liked the idea up until the point you mentioned 'teamwork'," I said, sarcastically.
"We can call it whatever you like, actually," Kurama corrected, smiling.
"Don't go naming it yet. I still want to think about this...." I said, resting my head on my knees.
"Can I at least try and persuade you while you are?" he asked, sounding cheerful as ever.
"Sure..." It was then that he reached behind him and pulled out from seemingly nowhere a beautiful, fresh, fragrant, perfect red rose. He then held in front of my nose and whispered a short, 'for you'. I took it without hesitation and gazed at it in awe. How could anything look so perfect? How could anyone /be/ so truly...perfect. It was then that I dropped the rose, and replaced its scent and its beauty with Kurama's as I leaned over and slowly, tenderly, reached over to kiss him.
I knew that, had we not been kissing, we would have been smiling. I couldn't even begin to describe how happy I was. Maybe this really would work. Besides, we loved each other. What else could we possibly want but the other by our side?
(Yusuke's POV)
"Thank GOODNESS nothing BAD happened to the PASTA!" Keiko yelled, as she continuously beat Kuwabara over the head with his handy pocket spork.
"Oh Kazuma, you must have known we were coming. Why did you even attempt something like that?" Yukina spoke worriedly, pacing around the living room of Keiko's and my spiffy new apartment.
"Geez guys, I'm really sorry! I just figured you all forgot about having dinner together..." Kuwabara then pretended to cry and Yukina ran over to comfort him. Keiko and I simply stood there and stared in amusement. "Stop pitying me!" Kuwabara cried, pretending to cry a little more.
"Strange, it looks like you're TRYING to get us to feel sorry for you..." Keiko said, shaking her head and motioning for Yukina to leave Kuwabara alone.
"Well maybe I'd feel better about my own self if you two girls hadn't INSISTED on getting jobs while Yusuke and I stay around our houses all day and cook, and clean, and mop, and wax, and wipe stuff, and wash windows, and vacuum, and CLEAN, and cook and clean and mop, and wax, and wash windows!!" I nodded in agreement with Kuwabara.
"Why is it you two girls didn't let *us* go out and get jobs!?"
"What, Yusuke? You think you could actually handle a full time job!?" Keiko cried out sarcastically as her and Yukina shared a laugh.
"WELL THEN! Do you GIRLS think that YOU could handle taking care of the house and shopping all day!?" Kuwabara yelled, him and me mimicking Keiko and Yukina's laugh.
"Of course we could!" they cried out together.
"And we can get jobs!"
"And we can cook!"
"And we can bring home the bacon!"
"And we can cook it!"
"Hmph!"
"Harumph!"
"Alright then girls, why don't we make this interesting?" I suggested, looking over to Kuwabara, getting a nod.
"All right with us!" Keiko retorted, folding her arms.
"Then it's settled! For two days we'll switch places in the home and work place! Us MEN will find jobs and you WOMEN will cook and take care of the house!"
"AGREED!"
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Well, I bet you'll never guess where all these ideas are coming from...not that...I'm taking them from any old TV show...HAHA! Anyway, my plans for the next couple of chapters include: candy making, trying to get into the show, stalking movie stars, and doing a commercial for "Vitameatavegamin." ... LOL j/k.
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(Hiei's POV)
I watched as the youko vanished to reveal the part human Kurama. My heart sank when I saw him look at me. So forlorn, heartbroken... It was hard to believe that I could cause so much pain. Sure, I always knew I was rather deadly; however...emotional pain was something I never even dreamed of. I always thought it was the utmost of cruelty. To toy with the heart and soul of another, that is. But...I guess even that thought and idea was new to me. Before a short while ago, to toy with someone's heart was an impossible task. And yet somehow, even unintentionally, I managed to. I was simply a magnet for hurt and depression.
"Kurama," I started, looking him straight in the eye. Kurama merely sat there next to me, with the same look on his face. He seemed almost as though he wasn't listening, as though he were too caught up in his own rejection to even care about what I had to say. But, of course, if that was what he was doing then listening to me would be no problem at all. Perhaps he was only making me feel bad.... "What is it exactly that you want from me?"
"I think you already know the answer to that," he replied, turning to look at the floor. I sighed. Sure, I would like to give in to my heart and be together with him again, but it wasn't all that simple. What experience did I have with love? Only that small encounter with him before, and that was all an accident. If it hadn't been for Kurama losing his memories of the ones he knew, I wouldn't have even known of my feelings for him. And now that the whole situation was resolved and done with, I figured it the most logical thing to go back to the way it had been before. Besides, to be in love again...would mean that I would again have to take on the responsibility of protecting Kurama. And...I had already proven that I could not do it.
"I can't be with you again. I tried my hand at it and I'm simply not strong enough to protect you."
"And how do you know this, exactly?"
"When Rando threaten to hurt you...I tried my hardest and did all I could to save you from him. But in the end...it wasn't enough. And I just barely was able to prevent him killing you. And had Yukina not been there..." I trailed off, turning away from the fox.
"...Rando!?"
"It's a long story...."
"Well Hiei, whoever said I needed you to protect me?" he said, turning to give me a sly smile. I remained silent, but turned to look at him, curiously. "If you aren't able to protect me, then I guess the alternative would be for me to take care of you, right?" I thought about it for a moment. He had an interesting angle on it all. Yes. Why was /I/ the one protecting /him/? Back when we had first gotten into a relationship, Kurama was weak and lost. It seemed only natural to help him and watch over him. But now...Kurama was just as strong as I was. And incredibly smarter than I. He wouldn't allow himself to get into such dangerous situations in the first place. And that, actually, is what made him so strong.
Seriously though, I didn't much like the idea. I had always taken care of myself, and, occasionally, took care of someone close to me. If I were to hand that responsibility over to another, I would become even weaker than originally feared. That wasn't good.
"No," I said, shaking my head. Kurama got a very desperate look on his face at that moment as he searched his brain for another idea.
"Well," he started, seeming to have found one. "Why not just take the logical approach at this. I protect you, and you protect me. A simple act of teamwork, we could call it," he suggested, looking hopeful.
"I liked the idea up until the point you mentioned 'teamwork'," I said, sarcastically.
"We can call it whatever you like, actually," Kurama corrected, smiling.
"Don't go naming it yet. I still want to think about this...." I said, resting my head on my knees.
"Can I at least try and persuade you while you are?" he asked, sounding cheerful as ever.
"Sure..." It was then that he reached behind him and pulled out from seemingly nowhere a beautiful, fresh, fragrant, perfect red rose. He then held in front of my nose and whispered a short, 'for you'. I took it without hesitation and gazed at it in awe. How could anything look so perfect? How could anyone /be/ so truly...perfect. It was then that I dropped the rose, and replaced its scent and its beauty with Kurama's as I leaned over and slowly, tenderly, reached over to kiss him.
I knew that, had we not been kissing, we would have been smiling. I couldn't even begin to describe how happy I was. Maybe this really would work. Besides, we loved each other. What else could we possibly want but the other by our side?
(Yusuke's POV)
"Thank GOODNESS nothing BAD happened to the PASTA!" Keiko yelled, as she continuously beat Kuwabara over the head with his handy pocket spork.
"Oh Kazuma, you must have known we were coming. Why did you even attempt something like that?" Yukina spoke worriedly, pacing around the living room of Keiko's and my spiffy new apartment.
"Geez guys, I'm really sorry! I just figured you all forgot about having dinner together..." Kuwabara then pretended to cry and Yukina ran over to comfort him. Keiko and I simply stood there and stared in amusement. "Stop pitying me!" Kuwabara cried, pretending to cry a little more.
"Strange, it looks like you're TRYING to get us to feel sorry for you..." Keiko said, shaking her head and motioning for Yukina to leave Kuwabara alone.
"Well maybe I'd feel better about my own self if you two girls hadn't INSISTED on getting jobs while Yusuke and I stay around our houses all day and cook, and clean, and mop, and wax, and wipe stuff, and wash windows, and vacuum, and CLEAN, and cook and clean and mop, and wax, and wash windows!!" I nodded in agreement with Kuwabara.
"Why is it you two girls didn't let *us* go out and get jobs!?"
"What, Yusuke? You think you could actually handle a full time job!?" Keiko cried out sarcastically as her and Yukina shared a laugh.
"WELL THEN! Do you GIRLS think that YOU could handle taking care of the house and shopping all day!?" Kuwabara yelled, him and me mimicking Keiko and Yukina's laugh.
"Of course we could!" they cried out together.
"And we can get jobs!"
"And we can cook!"
"And we can bring home the bacon!"
"And we can cook it!"
"Hmph!"
"Harumph!"
"Alright then girls, why don't we make this interesting?" I suggested, looking over to Kuwabara, getting a nod.
"All right with us!" Keiko retorted, folding her arms.
"Then it's settled! For two days we'll switch places in the home and work place! Us MEN will find jobs and you WOMEN will cook and take care of the house!"
"AGREED!"
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Well, I bet you'll never guess where all these ideas are coming from...not that...I'm taking them from any old TV show...HAHA! Anyway, my plans for the next couple of chapters include: candy making, trying to get into the show, stalking movie stars, and doing a commercial for "Vitameatavegamin." ... LOL j/k.