Hey minna-san!
Been a while, heh . . .
My computer got a virus and we had to get a new one . . .
I had this written a few days ago (Saturday, in fact . . .) but couldn't post it T.T
Gomen, heh. ^-^;;
So . . . without further ado . . . on wit' the fic! ^-^;;;;;;;;
This chappie starts out in Kurama's POV ~-^
*~*~*~*~*~*
Oh Inari . . . . . . kami . . . . . what have I done . . . ?
The thoughts echoed over and over in my head, as I stood, frozen, on the sidewalk. Keiko, concerned at my sudden silence, waved a hand in front of my face.
"Kurama!! Kurama??" But I was lost, recalling what I had shouted . . . kami . . . Inari . . . I had . . . Hiei!! I jumped nearly out of my skin when I heard his mental voice through telepathy.
~Kurama!~ It was his voice . . . lower than Yusuke's, and more impatient. I hardly dared to hope he'd been kidding about him not being telepathic anymore . . .
~ . . . H—Hiei . . . ?~ I questioned slowly . . . he 'hn'ed mentally.
~Aw, Kura, don't go all baka on me now!~ I snapped back at his response.
~YUSUKE!?!~ I cried in shock and utter disbelief. What the heck was going on?? He sounded EXACTLY like Hiei . . . but . . . wait a moment . . . Yusuke wasn't telepathic . . .
~Uh, hello!! Fox boy!~ He insisted, getting annoyed at my silence.
~. . . ah! Yes, Yusuke?~ He 'hn'ed for a second time . . . huh? Yusuke never 'hn'ed . . . WHAT WAS GOING ON?!?!?
~Get Hiei over here. There's been a . . . complication.~ Well that's for sure . . . I continued to puzzle over the situation and proceeded to ask.
~Why? What is it?~ He scoffed, then cut off the link with a final retort.
~Hn. Just do it, fox.~ it took me a moment to process . . . he had called me 'fox' . . . was now telepathic . . . and acting awfully strange . . . . . . . . .
WHAT THE HECK WAS GOING ON!!?!!?!
~*~_Hiei's POV_~*~
I hadn't moved from my spot, rooted to the floor. Then I could suddenly react, and my eyes darkened, traveling over to the bed. The bed . . . I hesitantly walked closer to it and began to make it for no apparent reason. Kurama's scent wafted up at the disturbance in the sheets, tormenting me with memories, but I set my teeth and continued to clean up. When the bed was made I stepped back, raising my index finger and pointing it at the offending piece of furniture.
The stupid thing never knew what hit it. I smirked, admiring my handiwork. (a.n./ there is now a gaping hole in the space and the wall behind where the bed used to be -.-;;) . . . then I felt it. His youki . . . coming closer.
Kurama.
What do you want now, thief.
*~*~*~*~*
He rushed into the room, and realized in a moment what must have happened. I hadn't heard the mother scream at the aftershocks of the gun . . . she mustn't be in this morning. He slowly, cautiously started to walk over to me, eyeing my right hand as though I would raise it and blast HIM away as well. I allowed the fox to get within an arm's length, then gave him my most angry look.
That . . . was curious.
Under normal circumstances the fox would have received an icy, emotionless glare . . . I shook the thought away, and started to speak, my voice growing swelling with anger . . . odd . . . when have I had such loose control over myself . . . ?
"Kitsune. What brings YOU here." I began calmly, but my voice soon escalated. "Haven't had enough of me yet, ne!?!"
"Hiei . . . please . . . forgive me . . . I was still—"
"DON'T YOU USE THAT HALF-ASLEEP CRAP ON ME, KURAMA!!!" I shouted without restraint. No, I suppose there was restraint. I hadn't knocked him flat on the ground, after all. My eyes narrowed dangerously as he began to speak.
"Hiei—"He stated, his appearance calm, and . . . I . . . I couldn't BEGIN to guess what his true emotions were . . . what was wrong with me . . . my mind was enveloped in a red haze of anger that made logical thought difficult . . . wait . . . what . . . ?
"I did not mean to hurt you." I leapt at him, my fists coming one right after the other to try and land a decent punch in the redhead's face. He dodged them all easily, my concentration thrown aside in my blind rage. I didn't care how fast or experienced he was . . . I WOULD make contact, d—n it!!!
Kurama flew across the room a moment later, and one elegant hand rose to rub his aching cheek. I smirked, shoving my hands into the pockets of the green uniform and walking over, looking down condescendingly into the green depths of the redhead lying against the wall.
"Sure you didn't, Kurama. And my hand just slipped there. Gomen." I said, sarcasm heavy in my voice . . . no regret at all . . .
His eyes flashed at my arrogance, then softened. He looked away from my gaze, and I, sensing surrender, started to regain control over myself. It was then I realized I was . . . warm.
My spirit energy had risen greatly while I had been angered . . . and . . . I glanced at the katana leaning against the door. I had used my . . . fists . . . not the sword . . . I had lost control . . . what was happening?
"Hiei." I heard the kitsune whisper. I glanced back at him, and my now- brown eyes met with the youko's green ones. The expressive orbs were shimmering and watery. I kneeled down in front of him, concerned for my . . . friend.
"Kurama." I acknowledged, asking him to go on. An elegant found it's way to my face . . . and his next words chilled me to the bone.
"Hiei . . ." He took a deep breath. "We've got to go back to Genkai's. Something's happened."
"What, fox." He turned his head, avoiding my gaze, but I hooked a hand under his chin, forcing him to face me . . . and bringing his eyes closer to mine.
"Kurama . . ." He took another shuddering breath, then looked at me sadly.
"It's Yusuke . . . he's—" Thoughts began to race through my mind . . . injured? . . . poisoned? . . . . . . . . . . or . . . . dead . . . . . . . . .
". . . telepathic."
"NANI!?!" I shouted. No . . . . . . NO!!! That was IMPOSSIBLE, d—n it!!!
~*~_Yusuke's POV_~*~
While waiting for Hiei and Kurama to arrive, I amused myself by sparring with Genkai. The old bat was pretty quick, and I admired that in her. Our speeds were almost matched . . . well, not really. I was still FAR above that onna ningen.
During a brief respite, the door opened to reveal a tired-looking Kurama and a simmering Hiei. As in simmering . . . well . . . his eyes were almost sparking back to their original color . . . he looked pretty ticked off, and his gaze flashed when I landed neatly in front of them. Kurama put a hand on his arm, which caused the fox to receive a 'look', then the demon looked away with a 'hn.' I smirked.
"And what have YOU two been up to lately." I said, hiding my amusement. Knowing the thoughts around you was QUITE fun . . . especially since their memories of last night started to filter back into their minds at my comment. My smirk grew.
"Oho. So THAT'S it, eh. Kurama, I never knew. How come you never made a move on me?" I said in a deeply amused tone. The fox turned a light shade of pink, half in anger, half in embarrassment, I supposed . . . while Hiei simply scoffed at me.
"Hn. Shut up, Yusuke." I grinned, and was about make another comment, when Genkai whacked me on the head.
"Enough of this." She stated blandly, ignoring my death glare directed at her. Then she cast an annoyed look over to me. Grumbling, I sat, though more for time's sake than some sort of yielding to her. Kurama and Hiei also complied. I closed my eyes, knowing exactly what she was going to say.
"Now—"She began. "I'm sure you've noticed some . . . odd situations arising . . . correct?" Through the Jagan, I saw the two demons nod.
"Well . . . it turns out, in the second stage of 'henka', the PERSONALITIES of the victims start to switch." Hiei's brown eyes grew big, and Kurama stared at her in shock. She nodded.
"Yes. Upon further research, I have found that the two spirits can begin to 'adapt' to their new body, unfortunately for you two, this adaptation enables two things to occur.
One: You will gain control of the specific powers unique to that individual; energy, attacks, and other physical aspects.
And two: It seems, in exchange for this, the mind starts to fall back into the original personality that first inhabited the body.
For Yusuke, he has started acting very different, as I'm sure you're already noticed . . . anything strange happen with you, Hiei?" She finished with the question. Hn. Like I cared . . . don't know why I was even worried about this . . . Hiei's body was much faster than mine . . . and he didn't have to go to school . . . in fact . . . why WOULD I want my body back . . .
An image of Keiko drifted into my mind. I growled at myself. Being in love with a ningen was such a burden . . .
\ Hey!! Keiko is NOT a burden! \ A rebellious voice in the back of my mind shouted. I scoffed.
/ Hn. You again? I thought you had faded away and given up by now. /
\ H—l no!! I'm not giving up!! I'm getting BACK in my body, and then I won't have to deal with you anymore, psycho!!! \ I chuckled.
/ And how do you plan on doing that, ningen? What if I don't WANT to leave this form? / At this . . . he faltered.
\ . . . well . . . my . . . my FRIENDS will find a way!! We always do!! \ He shouted confidently. I laughed darkly.
/ Whatever you say, Yusuke . . . whatever you say . . . /
~*~_Hiei's POV_~*~
I cast an odd look over to the detective. He was staring into space, different emotions flashing in his eyes. One moment, he would look like himself, the next . . . more like me. I sighed. Maybe I wouldn't be able to get back into that form . . . he seemed so like myself in that body . . .
\ Oi, don't you go becoming a wimp now, baka. \ A voice rumbled from the back of my mind.
/ And . . . I suppose YOU . . . are me . . . eh . . . Hiei? / He growled again.
\ If you know THAT then you haven't gotten as stupid as I originally thought. \
/ Whatever . . . /
\ Hn. Just don't forget what's it's like to be yourself. This ningen body is so slow . . . \
/ Heh. Maybe I will forget . . . / I said, teasing.
\ Don't you dare, baka. \ He said in a serious, deadly tone. \ I'll drive you insane if we don't get back. \ I fought back a laugh.
/ Sure . . . Kurama'll still love us if we get our body back, right? / I'd meant it as a tease, but after I said it . . . the comment seemed . . .
\ Hn. Baka. Of course he will. \ My true self snapped back instantly.
. . . although I couldn't help but notice the undercurrent of worry in his tone.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ooh . . . so freaky, isn't it?
=^-^=
I try lol.
If you're confused, here ya go . . .
Yusuke's body automatically has Yusuke's personality imprinted in it. When Yusuke's spirit was forced out and Hiei's forced in . . . the detective's body, which only knows how to deal with the detective's personality on a daily basis, started to affect Hiei.
Seeing the world in a different way, ya know? And since the Jaganshi's seeing things Yusuke's way, Hiei's starting to act more like Yusuke. And vice-versa with Yusuke's spirit in Hiei's body. ^-^;;;;
Hope that cleared up any confusion lol.
Took me a while to come up with the idea . . .
Review, review,
I ask of you,
So I know who,
To give my thanks to!
(for reading this fic, that is ^-^;;;)
heh . . .
PLEASE tell me what you thought of this chapter . . . it seemed a lil . . . different . . . than the other ones . . . at least to me, that is . . . ^- ^;;;;
Yusuke: Baka sakusha . . .
Hiei: Maybe we should tie her up, Hiei . . .
Kita: O.O . . . . IIE!!! *runs away . . . (a.n./ yes . . . I'm running away . . . AGAIN. I'm such a wimp. T.T)
Kura: *shakes his head as Yusuke and Hiei chase after her*
. . . . . heh ^-^;;;;
Ja ne, minna-san!
- Kita out ^-^;;
Been a while, heh . . .
My computer got a virus and we had to get a new one . . .
I had this written a few days ago (Saturday, in fact . . .) but couldn't post it T.T
Gomen, heh. ^-^;;
So . . . without further ado . . . on wit' the fic! ^-^;;;;;;;;
This chappie starts out in Kurama's POV ~-^
*~*~*~*~*~*
Oh Inari . . . . . . kami . . . . . what have I done . . . ?
The thoughts echoed over and over in my head, as I stood, frozen, on the sidewalk. Keiko, concerned at my sudden silence, waved a hand in front of my face.
"Kurama!! Kurama??" But I was lost, recalling what I had shouted . . . kami . . . Inari . . . I had . . . Hiei!! I jumped nearly out of my skin when I heard his mental voice through telepathy.
~Kurama!~ It was his voice . . . lower than Yusuke's, and more impatient. I hardly dared to hope he'd been kidding about him not being telepathic anymore . . .
~ . . . H—Hiei . . . ?~ I questioned slowly . . . he 'hn'ed mentally.
~Aw, Kura, don't go all baka on me now!~ I snapped back at his response.
~YUSUKE!?!~ I cried in shock and utter disbelief. What the heck was going on?? He sounded EXACTLY like Hiei . . . but . . . wait a moment . . . Yusuke wasn't telepathic . . .
~Uh, hello!! Fox boy!~ He insisted, getting annoyed at my silence.
~. . . ah! Yes, Yusuke?~ He 'hn'ed for a second time . . . huh? Yusuke never 'hn'ed . . . WHAT WAS GOING ON?!?!?
~Get Hiei over here. There's been a . . . complication.~ Well that's for sure . . . I continued to puzzle over the situation and proceeded to ask.
~Why? What is it?~ He scoffed, then cut off the link with a final retort.
~Hn. Just do it, fox.~ it took me a moment to process . . . he had called me 'fox' . . . was now telepathic . . . and acting awfully strange . . . . . . . . .
WHAT THE HECK WAS GOING ON!!?!!?!
~*~_Hiei's POV_~*~
I hadn't moved from my spot, rooted to the floor. Then I could suddenly react, and my eyes darkened, traveling over to the bed. The bed . . . I hesitantly walked closer to it and began to make it for no apparent reason. Kurama's scent wafted up at the disturbance in the sheets, tormenting me with memories, but I set my teeth and continued to clean up. When the bed was made I stepped back, raising my index finger and pointing it at the offending piece of furniture.
The stupid thing never knew what hit it. I smirked, admiring my handiwork. (a.n./ there is now a gaping hole in the space and the wall behind where the bed used to be -.-;;) . . . then I felt it. His youki . . . coming closer.
Kurama.
What do you want now, thief.
*~*~*~*~*
He rushed into the room, and realized in a moment what must have happened. I hadn't heard the mother scream at the aftershocks of the gun . . . she mustn't be in this morning. He slowly, cautiously started to walk over to me, eyeing my right hand as though I would raise it and blast HIM away as well. I allowed the fox to get within an arm's length, then gave him my most angry look.
That . . . was curious.
Under normal circumstances the fox would have received an icy, emotionless glare . . . I shook the thought away, and started to speak, my voice growing swelling with anger . . . odd . . . when have I had such loose control over myself . . . ?
"Kitsune. What brings YOU here." I began calmly, but my voice soon escalated. "Haven't had enough of me yet, ne!?!"
"Hiei . . . please . . . forgive me . . . I was still—"
"DON'T YOU USE THAT HALF-ASLEEP CRAP ON ME, KURAMA!!!" I shouted without restraint. No, I suppose there was restraint. I hadn't knocked him flat on the ground, after all. My eyes narrowed dangerously as he began to speak.
"Hiei—"He stated, his appearance calm, and . . . I . . . I couldn't BEGIN to guess what his true emotions were . . . what was wrong with me . . . my mind was enveloped in a red haze of anger that made logical thought difficult . . . wait . . . what . . . ?
"I did not mean to hurt you." I leapt at him, my fists coming one right after the other to try and land a decent punch in the redhead's face. He dodged them all easily, my concentration thrown aside in my blind rage. I didn't care how fast or experienced he was . . . I WOULD make contact, d—n it!!!
Kurama flew across the room a moment later, and one elegant hand rose to rub his aching cheek. I smirked, shoving my hands into the pockets of the green uniform and walking over, looking down condescendingly into the green depths of the redhead lying against the wall.
"Sure you didn't, Kurama. And my hand just slipped there. Gomen." I said, sarcasm heavy in my voice . . . no regret at all . . .
His eyes flashed at my arrogance, then softened. He looked away from my gaze, and I, sensing surrender, started to regain control over myself. It was then I realized I was . . . warm.
My spirit energy had risen greatly while I had been angered . . . and . . . I glanced at the katana leaning against the door. I had used my . . . fists . . . not the sword . . . I had lost control . . . what was happening?
"Hiei." I heard the kitsune whisper. I glanced back at him, and my now- brown eyes met with the youko's green ones. The expressive orbs were shimmering and watery. I kneeled down in front of him, concerned for my . . . friend.
"Kurama." I acknowledged, asking him to go on. An elegant found it's way to my face . . . and his next words chilled me to the bone.
"Hiei . . ." He took a deep breath. "We've got to go back to Genkai's. Something's happened."
"What, fox." He turned his head, avoiding my gaze, but I hooked a hand under his chin, forcing him to face me . . . and bringing his eyes closer to mine.
"Kurama . . ." He took another shuddering breath, then looked at me sadly.
"It's Yusuke . . . he's—" Thoughts began to race through my mind . . . injured? . . . poisoned? . . . . . . . . . . or . . . . dead . . . . . . . . .
". . . telepathic."
"NANI!?!" I shouted. No . . . . . . NO!!! That was IMPOSSIBLE, d—n it!!!
~*~_Yusuke's POV_~*~
While waiting for Hiei and Kurama to arrive, I amused myself by sparring with Genkai. The old bat was pretty quick, and I admired that in her. Our speeds were almost matched . . . well, not really. I was still FAR above that onna ningen.
During a brief respite, the door opened to reveal a tired-looking Kurama and a simmering Hiei. As in simmering . . . well . . . his eyes were almost sparking back to their original color . . . he looked pretty ticked off, and his gaze flashed when I landed neatly in front of them. Kurama put a hand on his arm, which caused the fox to receive a 'look', then the demon looked away with a 'hn.' I smirked.
"And what have YOU two been up to lately." I said, hiding my amusement. Knowing the thoughts around you was QUITE fun . . . especially since their memories of last night started to filter back into their minds at my comment. My smirk grew.
"Oho. So THAT'S it, eh. Kurama, I never knew. How come you never made a move on me?" I said in a deeply amused tone. The fox turned a light shade of pink, half in anger, half in embarrassment, I supposed . . . while Hiei simply scoffed at me.
"Hn. Shut up, Yusuke." I grinned, and was about make another comment, when Genkai whacked me on the head.
"Enough of this." She stated blandly, ignoring my death glare directed at her. Then she cast an annoyed look over to me. Grumbling, I sat, though more for time's sake than some sort of yielding to her. Kurama and Hiei also complied. I closed my eyes, knowing exactly what she was going to say.
"Now—"She began. "I'm sure you've noticed some . . . odd situations arising . . . correct?" Through the Jagan, I saw the two demons nod.
"Well . . . it turns out, in the second stage of 'henka', the PERSONALITIES of the victims start to switch." Hiei's brown eyes grew big, and Kurama stared at her in shock. She nodded.
"Yes. Upon further research, I have found that the two spirits can begin to 'adapt' to their new body, unfortunately for you two, this adaptation enables two things to occur.
One: You will gain control of the specific powers unique to that individual; energy, attacks, and other physical aspects.
And two: It seems, in exchange for this, the mind starts to fall back into the original personality that first inhabited the body.
For Yusuke, he has started acting very different, as I'm sure you're already noticed . . . anything strange happen with you, Hiei?" She finished with the question. Hn. Like I cared . . . don't know why I was even worried about this . . . Hiei's body was much faster than mine . . . and he didn't have to go to school . . . in fact . . . why WOULD I want my body back . . .
An image of Keiko drifted into my mind. I growled at myself. Being in love with a ningen was such a burden . . .
\ Hey!! Keiko is NOT a burden! \ A rebellious voice in the back of my mind shouted. I scoffed.
/ Hn. You again? I thought you had faded away and given up by now. /
\ H—l no!! I'm not giving up!! I'm getting BACK in my body, and then I won't have to deal with you anymore, psycho!!! \ I chuckled.
/ And how do you plan on doing that, ningen? What if I don't WANT to leave this form? / At this . . . he faltered.
\ . . . well . . . my . . . my FRIENDS will find a way!! We always do!! \ He shouted confidently. I laughed darkly.
/ Whatever you say, Yusuke . . . whatever you say . . . /
~*~_Hiei's POV_~*~
I cast an odd look over to the detective. He was staring into space, different emotions flashing in his eyes. One moment, he would look like himself, the next . . . more like me. I sighed. Maybe I wouldn't be able to get back into that form . . . he seemed so like myself in that body . . .
\ Oi, don't you go becoming a wimp now, baka. \ A voice rumbled from the back of my mind.
/ And . . . I suppose YOU . . . are me . . . eh . . . Hiei? / He growled again.
\ If you know THAT then you haven't gotten as stupid as I originally thought. \
/ Whatever . . . /
\ Hn. Just don't forget what's it's like to be yourself. This ningen body is so slow . . . \
/ Heh. Maybe I will forget . . . / I said, teasing.
\ Don't you dare, baka. \ He said in a serious, deadly tone. \ I'll drive you insane if we don't get back. \ I fought back a laugh.
/ Sure . . . Kurama'll still love us if we get our body back, right? / I'd meant it as a tease, but after I said it . . . the comment seemed . . .
\ Hn. Baka. Of course he will. \ My true self snapped back instantly.
. . . although I couldn't help but notice the undercurrent of worry in his tone.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ooh . . . so freaky, isn't it?
=^-^=
I try lol.
If you're confused, here ya go . . .
Yusuke's body automatically has Yusuke's personality imprinted in it. When Yusuke's spirit was forced out and Hiei's forced in . . . the detective's body, which only knows how to deal with the detective's personality on a daily basis, started to affect Hiei.
Seeing the world in a different way, ya know? And since the Jaganshi's seeing things Yusuke's way, Hiei's starting to act more like Yusuke. And vice-versa with Yusuke's spirit in Hiei's body. ^-^;;;;
Hope that cleared up any confusion lol.
Took me a while to come up with the idea . . .
Review, review,
I ask of you,
So I know who,
To give my thanks to!
(for reading this fic, that is ^-^;;;)
heh . . .
PLEASE tell me what you thought of this chapter . . . it seemed a lil . . . different . . . than the other ones . . . at least to me, that is . . . ^- ^;;;;
Yusuke: Baka sakusha . . .
Hiei: Maybe we should tie her up, Hiei . . .
Kita: O.O . . . . IIE!!! *runs away . . . (a.n./ yes . . . I'm running away . . . AGAIN. I'm such a wimp. T.T)
Kura: *shakes his head as Yusuke and Hiei chase after her*
. . . . . heh ^-^;;;;
Ja ne, minna-san!
- Kita out ^-^;;