Here's another chappie.
I wasn't allowed to update for a week (because of the 'infractions' so said by ff.net) after my two Hiei CYOAs got deleted . . .
::sighs::
You can go check out the reposts of them under the pen name 'jus Kita again'
Though I won't be getting around to posting to the sequel for a while yet . . .
::sighs again::
Gomen, minna-san, I'll move on with 'henka' now.
This chapter starts out in Kurama's POV
*~*~*~*~*~*
I walked back to the Urameshi apartment, Hiei at my side . . . though silence was our only true companion.
He was . . .
He wasn't . . .
Hiei?
Yes?
No?
How?
Why?
Did I?
Still?
Or was it Yusuke I . . .
I shook my head violently from side to side, dizzying myself.
/ It wasn't true! / I told myself firmly.
I had fallen in love with HIEI, the REAL Hiei . . .
\ But . . . \ that voice in the back of my mind whispered.
\ But what if . . . \
\ You love the human, as well? \
"NO!" I screamed, not realizing I had shouted this until I noticed Hiei looking at me oddly. But what I saw and heard was Yusuke.
"You goin' crazy, Kura?" He said, his voice as casual as the ningen teen's. I stared at him for a moment, then grabbed the black-haired boy by the shoulders.
~Hiei! Hiei! Where are you?!~ I locked gazes with the brown depths, which now reflected total confusion beyond all else. They were so open, easy to read . . . I cried to him in a frantic mental tone, shaking him.
~HIEI!! Come BACK!!~ My left wrist was suddenly caught firmly.
~Let him go, Kurama. You're doing no good.~ The familiar deep baritone spoke in my head, sending shivers down my spine. I looked to my side to see the demon that had so long haunted my dreams . . . I shook myself out of the memories, but soon noticed as the heat of my body increased, flowing outward from Hi—Yusuke's firm hand gripping my wrist. I hastily pulled my arm away, ignoring the slight pain caused by the force of his hold.
"Why hello Yusuke." I said, a bit sharply, but soon covered my emotions, adopting a more natural tone. "What brings you here?" He 'hn'ed, deciding to speak aloud.
"Genkai told me to find Keiko. Would you happen to know where she is, fox?" He asked, his voice focused and direct . . . so very much like Hiei . . . I thought dreamily, my thoughts drifting . . . then I was snapped back.
"Kurama? You okay? You've been staring into space for about a minute now." Yusuke's concerned voice reached me. I sent him a grateful smile, which caused him to hn and look away . . . a slight pink on his cheeks . . . I sighed inwardly. It was so difficult . . . this complication . . .
~Well.~ I heard Hi—Yusuke's impatient voice in my head.
"I believe, at this time of day . . . she's at home."
~Why. What did you do to her, fox-boy.~ His voice carried a note of concern, and I could hear Yusuke's tone filtering through, the nickname making a strange difference . . .
~She . . . came this morning to see you, Yusuke. As Hiei's youki shot up out of its normal range, I thought it best for her to go straight to school. I didn't wish for her to be accidentally injured.~ He scoffed at me.
~Thanks Kura.~ I nodded, relieved at the more rebellious-sounding tone, and he disappeared in a blur of black . . . to the Yukimora house, no doubt. I sighed again, starting to walk back, when a hand caught my sleeve. I turned to see Yu—Hiei looking at me, his eyes worried.
"Yes? What is it, Hiei?" I asked with a smile. His open eyes suddenly flashed back to their original shadowed look and then he was kissing me. My eyes fluttered open as he broke the mouth-to-mouth contact to rest his head on my shoulder.
"I love you, Kurama . . ." He whispered softly. I closed my eyes again, and brought my arms around his back, pulling him closer . . . we started to kiss again, each moment bringing more heat. Then he pulled me into an alley, pushing me on the ground. An 'oof' escaped me as I hit the hard surface, but the complaint was soon silenced by his mouth on mine again. His hands found their way into my hair, tangling the red locks . . . not that I minded. I brought my own arms up to encircle his neck, bringing those soft lips down . . . he chuckled suddenly, pulling away to give me a cocky grin. I looked up at him, puzzled.
"Say it." He said, grinning wider. My brow knotted in confusion.
"Say what?" I asked, trying to get up, but his weight on my stomach kept me down.
"Say you love me, fox-boy." My blood ran cold.
/ F—fox boy? Is that what he . . . ? Oh Inari!! Hiei was gone again! / I struggled to get up, but he leaned down to my face, smiling that cocky grin that only Yusuke could pull off.
"Say it, Kurama."
~*~_Hiei's POV_~*~
I looked down at the fox with a wide grin. Everything within me told me that this was the right thing to do . . . first to show the bandit that I was the powerful one . . . THEN love him. But soon there was an annoying whisper in the back of my mind . . .
\ Stop it, baka. You're upsetting him. \
/ Oi, now! Where'd YOU come from? /
\ Hn. That's none of your business. Now get off my kitsune. \ I smirked, which caused Kurama to struggle for freedom with renewed vigor.
/ If he's YOUR kitsune, then he's mine as well. We're the same person, ne? / I heard a growl in the back of my mind.
\ No. I'm the only Hiei here. You've become too much like that ningen detective TO BE me anymore. \
/ Aw, how sad. / I said cruelly. / But Kurama's MY fox, Hiei. No one's taking him away. /
\ Hn. Baka. Why do I bother . . . you're about to be taken off him anyway. \
/ Wha—? / I never finished that question, as something wrapped around my body, pulling me off the youko. I looked up in astonishment at the flower pot on the second story of the apartment, brought to demon life by the kitsune's energy, the youki-enhanced roots keeping me up and away.
"Kurama!" I shouted warningly, my temper rising. He merely stood slowly, then cast a glare over to me, his emerald eyes like chips of ice . . . before coolly strolling out of the alley . . . and I could only wonder where he went.
~*~_Yusuke's POV_~*~
I sat in the tree outside her window, watching as the ningen girl . . . or rather . . . Keiko . . . did her homework. I sighed. What was I so nervous for? Then she came stomping over to the window and thrust it open, yelling.
"OK, WHO'S THERE! I KNOW you're in this tree, so show yourself, pervert! Or I'll call the cops and—"I jumped into the room, startling her. She backed away at the unfamiliar personage, then ran towards the door, tripping over the rug and falling flat on her face. I stepped forward, not in control of myself, and took a peek . . . then complimented her.
"That's a nice skirt you got there, Keiko—"
SLAP!!! Rubbing my sore cheek, I glared at her, but she broke into a smile after a moment.
"Yusuke!" She cried, flinging her arms around my neck in a happy embrace. "Thank goodness you're all right!"
My own arms rose around her, and I found myself speaking softly to the crying girl.
"It's all right, Keiko . . ." I whispered. "Everything's going to be all right . . . don't cry . . ." She nodded, pulling away and wiping the tears from her glowing brown eyes. I felt more like myself when I was around her . . . I wasn't sure what it was . . . only . . . that there was something about her that brought back—
Me . . .
~*~_Hiei's POV_~*~
I stared up at the ceiling, wondering. Was I really losing myself to the detective? I'd have to fight it! But here I hesitated. All my former opponents had been clear-cut, easy to see, but this . . . this was different. I didn't know HOW to bring myself back, so I did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed my katana, and put it on my belt. Perhaps a few hard hours of training could refocus my mind. I headed for the door, opening it to find . . .
Kuwabara.
Even in THIS body, my hatred shone through, and I gave him his second death glare from the detective. He laughed nervously, then started acting brave.
"I have come to challenge you to a fight, Urameshi! This time I'm going to win!" I rolled my eyes, but was in the mood for beating the baka around . . . and so followed him.
*~*~*~*~*
Ah, what a beautiful sight. The nearly-unconscious oaf was covered in many bruises, cuts, and was sporting a black eye and bleeding lip. I 'hn'ed, kicking him a final time before turning around and walking off. It was now time to train . . . I needed only to find a suitable location now.
I soon found myself near Genkai's temple, in the forest below. I sparred with invisible opponents, unsheathing my sword for the first time that day (beating the baka hadn't been worth sullying the clean steel).
I began to feel more like myself as I went through the basic positions.
Ichi tachiba (position one) . . . ni (two) . . . san (three) . . . shi (four) . . . go (five) . . . roku (six) . . .
I lost myself in the continuous flow of movement.
The hours passed, I suppose. The only change I noticed was the light. It steadily grew darker, as I continued to train.
When the sun had all but set, I leapt up to a tree, once again feeling the weight of the detective's ningen body keeping me from all but appearing on the branch. I soon drifted off into a light sleep . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*
I woke to hear faint chuckling coming from above me. I quickly glanced up, and saw the amused face of a familiar redhead. I 'hn'ed, looking back down and folding my arms across my chest. Kurama dropped quietly down beside me.
We sat there for a few minutes in silence, until I finally broke it.
"Fox—"I noticed his body relax a little.
"Yes, Hiei?" He asked. I winced. The way he said my name . . . it was almost . . . careful. Like he was afraid that I was . . . no. Maybe he was afraid I WASN'T . . .
"Gomen, kitsune." I said bluntly, not meeting his eyes. A soft hand placed itself on my shoulder. I looked back at him out of reflex. His eyes were kind.
"You are forgiven, itooshi." I 'hn'ed, looking away and trying to hide the pink appearing on my face. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around my chest and resting his head on my shoulder.
"Aren't you tired, Hiei? You've been training nearly all day." I started.
/ He'd been watching me?! /
"Hiei?" He repeated, and this time my name wasn't said with caution. I smirked, closing my eyes.
"Hn . . . baka kitsune . . ." I mumbled tiredly, and Kurama's melodic laugh was the last thing I heard before drifting off . . . a small smile appeared on my lips as I recalled the caring tone with which he had spoken to me . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*
I now have and have seen Hiei's fight in the Dark Tournament.
::takes a deep breath::
IT WAS SOOO COOL!!! =^-^=
Kura-kun's fight was the intellectual one, and Hi-kun's was the actiony one!!
^-^;
ok, moving on, lol . . .
what did you guys think of this chappie?
It's getting a lil confusing . . . to me, even!!
@.@;; . . . oro . . . that's not a good sign—
::is now mumbling:: if even the AUTHOR'S confused . . .
Reviews are good, reviews are great,
Hurry up and review before you're too late!
^-^;;; ano . . . err . . . heh!!! ^-^;;;;;;
Will update when I get inspired, minna-san!
Ja ne!
- Kita out ^-^
PS
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If you disagree with his plan to BAN ALL ANIME IN AMERICA, I suggest you go to this site.
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Please go sign if you are an American and enjoy good anime.
I wasn't allowed to update for a week (because of the 'infractions' so said by ff.net) after my two Hiei CYOAs got deleted . . .
::sighs::
You can go check out the reposts of them under the pen name 'jus Kita again'
Though I won't be getting around to posting to the sequel for a while yet . . .
::sighs again::
Gomen, minna-san, I'll move on with 'henka' now.
This chapter starts out in Kurama's POV
*~*~*~*~*~*
I walked back to the Urameshi apartment, Hiei at my side . . . though silence was our only true companion.
He was . . .
He wasn't . . .
Hiei?
Yes?
No?
How?
Why?
Did I?
Still?
Or was it Yusuke I . . .
I shook my head violently from side to side, dizzying myself.
/ It wasn't true! / I told myself firmly.
I had fallen in love with HIEI, the REAL Hiei . . .
\ But . . . \ that voice in the back of my mind whispered.
\ But what if . . . \
\ You love the human, as well? \
"NO!" I screamed, not realizing I had shouted this until I noticed Hiei looking at me oddly. But what I saw and heard was Yusuke.
"You goin' crazy, Kura?" He said, his voice as casual as the ningen teen's. I stared at him for a moment, then grabbed the black-haired boy by the shoulders.
~Hiei! Hiei! Where are you?!~ I locked gazes with the brown depths, which now reflected total confusion beyond all else. They were so open, easy to read . . . I cried to him in a frantic mental tone, shaking him.
~HIEI!! Come BACK!!~ My left wrist was suddenly caught firmly.
~Let him go, Kurama. You're doing no good.~ The familiar deep baritone spoke in my head, sending shivers down my spine. I looked to my side to see the demon that had so long haunted my dreams . . . I shook myself out of the memories, but soon noticed as the heat of my body increased, flowing outward from Hi—Yusuke's firm hand gripping my wrist. I hastily pulled my arm away, ignoring the slight pain caused by the force of his hold.
"Why hello Yusuke." I said, a bit sharply, but soon covered my emotions, adopting a more natural tone. "What brings you here?" He 'hn'ed, deciding to speak aloud.
"Genkai told me to find Keiko. Would you happen to know where she is, fox?" He asked, his voice focused and direct . . . so very much like Hiei . . . I thought dreamily, my thoughts drifting . . . then I was snapped back.
"Kurama? You okay? You've been staring into space for about a minute now." Yusuke's concerned voice reached me. I sent him a grateful smile, which caused him to hn and look away . . . a slight pink on his cheeks . . . I sighed inwardly. It was so difficult . . . this complication . . .
~Well.~ I heard Hi—Yusuke's impatient voice in my head.
"I believe, at this time of day . . . she's at home."
~Why. What did you do to her, fox-boy.~ His voice carried a note of concern, and I could hear Yusuke's tone filtering through, the nickname making a strange difference . . .
~She . . . came this morning to see you, Yusuke. As Hiei's youki shot up out of its normal range, I thought it best for her to go straight to school. I didn't wish for her to be accidentally injured.~ He scoffed at me.
~Thanks Kura.~ I nodded, relieved at the more rebellious-sounding tone, and he disappeared in a blur of black . . . to the Yukimora house, no doubt. I sighed again, starting to walk back, when a hand caught my sleeve. I turned to see Yu—Hiei looking at me, his eyes worried.
"Yes? What is it, Hiei?" I asked with a smile. His open eyes suddenly flashed back to their original shadowed look and then he was kissing me. My eyes fluttered open as he broke the mouth-to-mouth contact to rest his head on my shoulder.
"I love you, Kurama . . ." He whispered softly. I closed my eyes again, and brought my arms around his back, pulling him closer . . . we started to kiss again, each moment bringing more heat. Then he pulled me into an alley, pushing me on the ground. An 'oof' escaped me as I hit the hard surface, but the complaint was soon silenced by his mouth on mine again. His hands found their way into my hair, tangling the red locks . . . not that I minded. I brought my own arms up to encircle his neck, bringing those soft lips down . . . he chuckled suddenly, pulling away to give me a cocky grin. I looked up at him, puzzled.
"Say it." He said, grinning wider. My brow knotted in confusion.
"Say what?" I asked, trying to get up, but his weight on my stomach kept me down.
"Say you love me, fox-boy." My blood ran cold.
/ F—fox boy? Is that what he . . . ? Oh Inari!! Hiei was gone again! / I struggled to get up, but he leaned down to my face, smiling that cocky grin that only Yusuke could pull off.
"Say it, Kurama."
~*~_Hiei's POV_~*~
I looked down at the fox with a wide grin. Everything within me told me that this was the right thing to do . . . first to show the bandit that I was the powerful one . . . THEN love him. But soon there was an annoying whisper in the back of my mind . . .
\ Stop it, baka. You're upsetting him. \
/ Oi, now! Where'd YOU come from? /
\ Hn. That's none of your business. Now get off my kitsune. \ I smirked, which caused Kurama to struggle for freedom with renewed vigor.
/ If he's YOUR kitsune, then he's mine as well. We're the same person, ne? / I heard a growl in the back of my mind.
\ No. I'm the only Hiei here. You've become too much like that ningen detective TO BE me anymore. \
/ Aw, how sad. / I said cruelly. / But Kurama's MY fox, Hiei. No one's taking him away. /
\ Hn. Baka. Why do I bother . . . you're about to be taken off him anyway. \
/ Wha—? / I never finished that question, as something wrapped around my body, pulling me off the youko. I looked up in astonishment at the flower pot on the second story of the apartment, brought to demon life by the kitsune's energy, the youki-enhanced roots keeping me up and away.
"Kurama!" I shouted warningly, my temper rising. He merely stood slowly, then cast a glare over to me, his emerald eyes like chips of ice . . . before coolly strolling out of the alley . . . and I could only wonder where he went.
~*~_Yusuke's POV_~*~
I sat in the tree outside her window, watching as the ningen girl . . . or rather . . . Keiko . . . did her homework. I sighed. What was I so nervous for? Then she came stomping over to the window and thrust it open, yelling.
"OK, WHO'S THERE! I KNOW you're in this tree, so show yourself, pervert! Or I'll call the cops and—"I jumped into the room, startling her. She backed away at the unfamiliar personage, then ran towards the door, tripping over the rug and falling flat on her face. I stepped forward, not in control of myself, and took a peek . . . then complimented her.
"That's a nice skirt you got there, Keiko—"
SLAP!!! Rubbing my sore cheek, I glared at her, but she broke into a smile after a moment.
"Yusuke!" She cried, flinging her arms around my neck in a happy embrace. "Thank goodness you're all right!"
My own arms rose around her, and I found myself speaking softly to the crying girl.
"It's all right, Keiko . . ." I whispered. "Everything's going to be all right . . . don't cry . . ." She nodded, pulling away and wiping the tears from her glowing brown eyes. I felt more like myself when I was around her . . . I wasn't sure what it was . . . only . . . that there was something about her that brought back—
Me . . .
~*~_Hiei's POV_~*~
I stared up at the ceiling, wondering. Was I really losing myself to the detective? I'd have to fight it! But here I hesitated. All my former opponents had been clear-cut, easy to see, but this . . . this was different. I didn't know HOW to bring myself back, so I did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed my katana, and put it on my belt. Perhaps a few hard hours of training could refocus my mind. I headed for the door, opening it to find . . .
Kuwabara.
Even in THIS body, my hatred shone through, and I gave him his second death glare from the detective. He laughed nervously, then started acting brave.
"I have come to challenge you to a fight, Urameshi! This time I'm going to win!" I rolled my eyes, but was in the mood for beating the baka around . . . and so followed him.
*~*~*~*~*
Ah, what a beautiful sight. The nearly-unconscious oaf was covered in many bruises, cuts, and was sporting a black eye and bleeding lip. I 'hn'ed, kicking him a final time before turning around and walking off. It was now time to train . . . I needed only to find a suitable location now.
I soon found myself near Genkai's temple, in the forest below. I sparred with invisible opponents, unsheathing my sword for the first time that day (beating the baka hadn't been worth sullying the clean steel).
I began to feel more like myself as I went through the basic positions.
Ichi tachiba (position one) . . . ni (two) . . . san (three) . . . shi (four) . . . go (five) . . . roku (six) . . .
I lost myself in the continuous flow of movement.
The hours passed, I suppose. The only change I noticed was the light. It steadily grew darker, as I continued to train.
When the sun had all but set, I leapt up to a tree, once again feeling the weight of the detective's ningen body keeping me from all but appearing on the branch. I soon drifted off into a light sleep . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*
I woke to hear faint chuckling coming from above me. I quickly glanced up, and saw the amused face of a familiar redhead. I 'hn'ed, looking back down and folding my arms across my chest. Kurama dropped quietly down beside me.
We sat there for a few minutes in silence, until I finally broke it.
"Fox—"I noticed his body relax a little.
"Yes, Hiei?" He asked. I winced. The way he said my name . . . it was almost . . . careful. Like he was afraid that I was . . . no. Maybe he was afraid I WASN'T . . .
"Gomen, kitsune." I said bluntly, not meeting his eyes. A soft hand placed itself on my shoulder. I looked back at him out of reflex. His eyes were kind.
"You are forgiven, itooshi." I 'hn'ed, looking away and trying to hide the pink appearing on my face. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around my chest and resting his head on my shoulder.
"Aren't you tired, Hiei? You've been training nearly all day." I started.
/ He'd been watching me?! /
"Hiei?" He repeated, and this time my name wasn't said with caution. I smirked, closing my eyes.
"Hn . . . baka kitsune . . ." I mumbled tiredly, and Kurama's melodic laugh was the last thing I heard before drifting off . . . a small smile appeared on my lips as I recalled the caring tone with which he had spoken to me . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*
I now have and have seen Hiei's fight in the Dark Tournament.
::takes a deep breath::
IT WAS SOOO COOL!!! =^-^=
Kura-kun's fight was the intellectual one, and Hi-kun's was the actiony one!!
^-^;
ok, moving on, lol . . .
what did you guys think of this chappie?
It's getting a lil confusing . . . to me, even!!
@.@;; . . . oro . . . that's not a good sign—
::is now mumbling:: if even the AUTHOR'S confused . . .
Reviews are good, reviews are great,
Hurry up and review before you're too late!
^-^;;; ano . . . err . . . heh!!! ^-^;;;;;;
Will update when I get inspired, minna-san!
Ja ne!
- Kita out ^-^
PS
I jus learned that President George W. Bush is against anime.
If you disagree with his plan to BAN ALL ANIME IN AMERICA, I suggest you go to this site.
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Currently there are 4,870 people that have signed the petition.
I am #4870.
Please go sign if you are an American and enjoy good anime.