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Hiei's POV
WHAT THE HELL WAS KURAMA DOING?! First he challenged me to accept the "prices" I must pay for him to heal my injuries, then he hugged me (it felt rather nice actually, not that I would admit it to him), and now he was taking me to the park. Most of my small cuts had already healed, and I could in fact leave him right now, but I would keep my promise.
It was a horribly sunny day and many Ningen chose to come to the park at this time. Kids running and shouting, people having picnic, all the noises almost burst my eardrums. I tightened the piece of cloth covering my jagan, afraid that it would fall and I would see and hear too much things and die of system overload. Strange thing was that Kurama seemed so happy here, his bright smile never leaving his lips.
"Hiei, what would you like to do?" the youko turned to me and gave me a sugary smile which was almost too sweet, even sweeter than sweet snow. And it looked tastier than sweet snow too. What was I thinking?!
"Hn. I don't care."
"Well, then let's just walk around and if you find anything that interests you, we will go look at it." Kurama said and slipped his hand into mine. I gave a feeble jerk, not used to this strange feeling, but decided not to withdraw my hand. First, because of the promise, but also that the kitsune's slender fingers fitted perfectly into mine, and the warmth just felt heavenly. Was I enjoying it? No, of course not. On second thoughts, maybe a little.
Suddenly, my nose picked up the scent of sweet snow. I stopped dead on my tracks and fixed my glare at a small stand where the smell came from.
"Hiei, you want some ice cream?"
I just stared at him. Was he trying to embarrass me? He obviously knew the answer. Luckily, he went forward without waiting for my answer, or else it would kill me for me to admit that I like eating sweet snow.
I got what I want and started ravishing it down right away. The cold melted once it touched my lips, the chocolate flavour lingered in my mouth long after the ice had melted. I sensed a pair of emerald eyes gazing at me intently, but who cares when you have such fantastic food in front of you? I finished my share of sweet snow in less than 5 minutes, but still craved for more. I looked up and saw Kurama watching me with an amused expression, his sweet snow barely touched.
"You want my ice cream? I don't mind."
"Hn," and I reached over and grabbed his cone, my fingers brushed past his, sending a weird tinkle down my spine. I brought his vanilla flavoured sweet snow to my lips, but it did not taste like vanilla, rather more like roses. Anyway it was just as delicious.
After finishing both shares, we continued our walk around the park. Kurama had his hand in mine again, but I was used to it now. It made me feel more secure, and more possessive of my youko. When was he mine and when did I start to fell that something belongs to me? And to think that it was all because he was holding my hand. WHAT WAS I THINKING?! It seemed like that was my favourite sentence of the day, instead of hn.
"Hey! Kurama! Hiei! What are you two doing here?" Yusuke's voice shattered my thoughts and I felt Kurama withdrew his hand from mine. It felt empty. somehow. I glared daggers at Yusuke for making kitsune do that. At least he was not with that big oaf.
"Wow, why so fierce, Hiei? Don't you feel happy to see me?"
"Don't waste your breath on that shrimp, Urameshi. He wears nothing but that frozen scary expression." The baka's voice rang out form behind me. I should not have concluded that early.
"What are you guys doing here anyway? Dating?" Yusuke joked. What was dating? I'll ask Kurama later. Stealing a glimpse at him, I noticed him blush. Is dating a humiliating thing? Stupid Ningen words.
"Hmmm. that's very possible, taking into consideration that the shrimp does not visit anyone but Kurama when he come to Ningenkai."
"Do you want me to visit you whenever I come here? Maybe I will even bring you a present." I smirked, baring one of my fangs and pretended to look evil. Well, not really pretending. I was evil in a way. Hehehe.
"Umm, no thanks," the overgrown fly's face changed colour, imagining what horrendous gift I would give. Maybe I seriously should bring him something to teach him for sticking to my Yukina so much.
"You guys want to join us on our trip to the game arcade?" that fly said and his hand came for my shoulder. Yucks.
"Don't touch me!" I hissed and burned my youki really high, causing the baka to take back his hand before he got badly burnt. Too bad, maybe the next time I should be faster at raising my youki to give him a wound he would never forget.
"Hiei, don't be so touchy. Why can't we touch you?" Yusuke asked and tried to prod me with his finger. He missed, of course. He was too slow anyway. He tried once more, but I dodged it easily.
"This is fun, and I won't go anywhere today without getting to touch you first." He said and came for me again. Soon, we were just blurs of black and green, and I could feel the spirit detective's patience wearing off. 30 seconds later, he began using his fastest punches, along with bits of reiki to help him. Dodging was becoming more difficult, his ki blocking my escape routes, besides, I could not punch back, or else we would come into contact. Suddenly, I found all the directions around me were covered by Yusuke's reiki, unable to run anymore. Shit, I couldn't believe I was losing. His hand was coming closer and closer, and I saw it as if in slow motion, and I closed my eyes.
I felt someone was hugging me, and it was not Yusuke. He missed me, but how? I opened my eyes and saw scarlet wisps of hair dancing in front of my face. So it was Kurama who warded off Yusuke's attack. His arms were around me, just like last night, and his scent and warmth was simply intoxicating. I felt the bewildered stares of the other two people and controlled my urge to slip my arms up his back.
"Ahem. Kurama. you can let go of Hiei now. I promise I won't lay a finger on him," Yusuke said and I could hear his embarrassment and difficultly suppressed laughter in his voice.
"Oh, ok." The kitsune released me and a faint blush tinted his cheeks again. When did he turn red so easily?
"Hiei, you are so not fair. We can't even touch the fabric of your cloak and yet Kurama just hugged you. What." Kuwabara's complain was cut short by my glare which said 'if you say one more word, you will be dead'.
"Come on, let's go and leave this pair alone," Yusuke said rather seriously, though I believe there was something else under that expression.
We continued our walk, but this time the kitsune kept his hand dangling free by his side. After the whole time with his hand in mine, I was not used to the empty feeling.
"Kurama, what is a date?"
"Well, it is when two people who like each other go out and have fun together without other people interfering."
"So this is not a date?"
"I would be very glad if you want to call it so."
I intertwined his hand in mine and gave a light squeeze. Although I was not looking at the kitsune, I could feel him smiling. We continued walking in a comfortable silence. No words were spoken; no words were needed.
**************************************************************************** *********************************************** Do you like it? I will try my best to make it better. This story is basically more light-hearted, or else I would finish all the tissue I have at home for the other story I am writing. If you like the way I write, please go read "One Last Wish", my first fanfic. If you like comedies, then don't bother to read it.
Hiei's POV
WHAT THE HELL WAS KURAMA DOING?! First he challenged me to accept the "prices" I must pay for him to heal my injuries, then he hugged me (it felt rather nice actually, not that I would admit it to him), and now he was taking me to the park. Most of my small cuts had already healed, and I could in fact leave him right now, but I would keep my promise.
It was a horribly sunny day and many Ningen chose to come to the park at this time. Kids running and shouting, people having picnic, all the noises almost burst my eardrums. I tightened the piece of cloth covering my jagan, afraid that it would fall and I would see and hear too much things and die of system overload. Strange thing was that Kurama seemed so happy here, his bright smile never leaving his lips.
"Hiei, what would you like to do?" the youko turned to me and gave me a sugary smile which was almost too sweet, even sweeter than sweet snow. And it looked tastier than sweet snow too. What was I thinking?!
"Hn. I don't care."
"Well, then let's just walk around and if you find anything that interests you, we will go look at it." Kurama said and slipped his hand into mine. I gave a feeble jerk, not used to this strange feeling, but decided not to withdraw my hand. First, because of the promise, but also that the kitsune's slender fingers fitted perfectly into mine, and the warmth just felt heavenly. Was I enjoying it? No, of course not. On second thoughts, maybe a little.
Suddenly, my nose picked up the scent of sweet snow. I stopped dead on my tracks and fixed my glare at a small stand where the smell came from.
"Hiei, you want some ice cream?"
I just stared at him. Was he trying to embarrass me? He obviously knew the answer. Luckily, he went forward without waiting for my answer, or else it would kill me for me to admit that I like eating sweet snow.
I got what I want and started ravishing it down right away. The cold melted once it touched my lips, the chocolate flavour lingered in my mouth long after the ice had melted. I sensed a pair of emerald eyes gazing at me intently, but who cares when you have such fantastic food in front of you? I finished my share of sweet snow in less than 5 minutes, but still craved for more. I looked up and saw Kurama watching me with an amused expression, his sweet snow barely touched.
"You want my ice cream? I don't mind."
"Hn," and I reached over and grabbed his cone, my fingers brushed past his, sending a weird tinkle down my spine. I brought his vanilla flavoured sweet snow to my lips, but it did not taste like vanilla, rather more like roses. Anyway it was just as delicious.
After finishing both shares, we continued our walk around the park. Kurama had his hand in mine again, but I was used to it now. It made me feel more secure, and more possessive of my youko. When was he mine and when did I start to fell that something belongs to me? And to think that it was all because he was holding my hand. WHAT WAS I THINKING?! It seemed like that was my favourite sentence of the day, instead of hn.
"Hey! Kurama! Hiei! What are you two doing here?" Yusuke's voice shattered my thoughts and I felt Kurama withdrew his hand from mine. It felt empty. somehow. I glared daggers at Yusuke for making kitsune do that. At least he was not with that big oaf.
"Wow, why so fierce, Hiei? Don't you feel happy to see me?"
"Don't waste your breath on that shrimp, Urameshi. He wears nothing but that frozen scary expression." The baka's voice rang out form behind me. I should not have concluded that early.
"What are you guys doing here anyway? Dating?" Yusuke joked. What was dating? I'll ask Kurama later. Stealing a glimpse at him, I noticed him blush. Is dating a humiliating thing? Stupid Ningen words.
"Hmmm. that's very possible, taking into consideration that the shrimp does not visit anyone but Kurama when he come to Ningenkai."
"Do you want me to visit you whenever I come here? Maybe I will even bring you a present." I smirked, baring one of my fangs and pretended to look evil. Well, not really pretending. I was evil in a way. Hehehe.
"Umm, no thanks," the overgrown fly's face changed colour, imagining what horrendous gift I would give. Maybe I seriously should bring him something to teach him for sticking to my Yukina so much.
"You guys want to join us on our trip to the game arcade?" that fly said and his hand came for my shoulder. Yucks.
"Don't touch me!" I hissed and burned my youki really high, causing the baka to take back his hand before he got badly burnt. Too bad, maybe the next time I should be faster at raising my youki to give him a wound he would never forget.
"Hiei, don't be so touchy. Why can't we touch you?" Yusuke asked and tried to prod me with his finger. He missed, of course. He was too slow anyway. He tried once more, but I dodged it easily.
"This is fun, and I won't go anywhere today without getting to touch you first." He said and came for me again. Soon, we were just blurs of black and green, and I could feel the spirit detective's patience wearing off. 30 seconds later, he began using his fastest punches, along with bits of reiki to help him. Dodging was becoming more difficult, his ki blocking my escape routes, besides, I could not punch back, or else we would come into contact. Suddenly, I found all the directions around me were covered by Yusuke's reiki, unable to run anymore. Shit, I couldn't believe I was losing. His hand was coming closer and closer, and I saw it as if in slow motion, and I closed my eyes.
I felt someone was hugging me, and it was not Yusuke. He missed me, but how? I opened my eyes and saw scarlet wisps of hair dancing in front of my face. So it was Kurama who warded off Yusuke's attack. His arms were around me, just like last night, and his scent and warmth was simply intoxicating. I felt the bewildered stares of the other two people and controlled my urge to slip my arms up his back.
"Ahem. Kurama. you can let go of Hiei now. I promise I won't lay a finger on him," Yusuke said and I could hear his embarrassment and difficultly suppressed laughter in his voice.
"Oh, ok." The kitsune released me and a faint blush tinted his cheeks again. When did he turn red so easily?
"Hiei, you are so not fair. We can't even touch the fabric of your cloak and yet Kurama just hugged you. What." Kuwabara's complain was cut short by my glare which said 'if you say one more word, you will be dead'.
"Come on, let's go and leave this pair alone," Yusuke said rather seriously, though I believe there was something else under that expression.
We continued our walk, but this time the kitsune kept his hand dangling free by his side. After the whole time with his hand in mine, I was not used to the empty feeling.
"Kurama, what is a date?"
"Well, it is when two people who like each other go out and have fun together without other people interfering."
"So this is not a date?"
"I would be very glad if you want to call it so."
I intertwined his hand in mine and gave a light squeeze. Although I was not looking at the kitsune, I could feel him smiling. We continued walking in a comfortable silence. No words were spoken; no words were needed.
**************************************************************************** *********************************************** Do you like it? I will try my best to make it better. This story is basically more light-hearted, or else I would finish all the tissue I have at home for the other story I am writing. If you like the way I write, please go read "One Last Wish", my first fanfic. If you like comedies, then don't bother to read it.