Fugen: Finally! I got over my writer's slump!
Hiei: Writer's slump?
Fugen: It means that for some time I've been stricken with a strange illness. For some reason I had no motivation whatsoever to write!
Hiei: Too bad. We could've been saved long ago...
Fugen: If I didn't have so many reviewers to thank I'd so be mad at u rite now.
To Melodysmilesalot: Thanks for your review! I'm flattered to know that this fic will actually be on someone's fav list! And please don't steal the Hiei-kitty. I don't love Kurama as much as I love Hiei, but still, don't make him cry!
To tbiris: Ha ha. It's great to know that the Hiei-kitty was such a great hit.
Hiei: For you, maybe... (grumbles) I'M the one that had to suffer as a result of it!
Fugen: (ignores)
To Bar-Ohki: Nah. I think I'll leave out the power-shopping, though it'll be mostly because I'm no shopper myself (unless anime and suchlike are involved). And besides, having Keiko there would ruin some serious Hiei-Kurama moments!
To Nite Nite: Yes, one COULD get rather dehydrated that way.... Good luck finding a Hiei-kitty!
To fox gal: Honesty is the best policy, unless it shatters my ego. Just kidding. Please continue to review my fic!
To Silothiel: Sadly, my updates won't be as speedy as before, since school's starting next week. As I said to another reviewer, damn u educational system!!!
To Volpe Di Spirito: Whoa. Looks like the Hiei-kitty really WAS a big hit. Would you believe that I created the Hiei-kitty rite out of the top of my head? It got into the fic all on its own! Well, with Kurama's help...
To jus Kita: WHAT HAPPENED?!! TELL ME!!! I hate cliffhangers. T T. I just don't have the patience for it. And go Youko! Yes you are insane! Er, I mean, ah-hem. (Coughs). Thanks for the notice about Volpe Di Spirito's story! Didn't have time to review it, but I swear I read it, and I WILL review it after this!
To SamiKismet: I never meant for suspense to be in my fic, really. (Pretends to sob) Oh, what a horrible writer I am!
Hiei: For once, we have the truth.
To KitsuneAkai13: I don't think Hiei really cares where he's going, just as long as it's not more 'stupid ningen stuff'. However, I, as the writer, HAVE THE POWER TO DETERMINE HIS DESTINY! BWA HA HA HA HA!
To Kumori Sakusha formerly Saelbu: Dark thoughts...perhaps the most dangerous part of the human mind...at least when Hiei and Kurama are involved!
Chapter 4: What's Ice Cream?
"NO, Kurama." Hiei planted his feet firmly onto the floor as Kurama fruitlessly tugged on his arm.
"Hiei, it's completely harmless."
"So you say. How do I know it's not some trick of yours?"
"Because I doubt I can perform one with ice cream."
Hiei's eyes lit up with curiosity. "What's ice cream?" " It's a mixture of ice, cream, milk, and flavor," Kurama described. Hiei arched an eyebrow. Kurama resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Sighing he said, "It's like snow, only it's sweet. I know you have a sweet tooth, so you'll like it."
"So it's sweet snow."
"It's ice cream, Hiei."
"No. It's sweet snow."
"Hiei, it's—Oh, never mind." Kurama threw up his hands in defeat. "Are you coming or not?"
For a split second Hiei stood still, undecided. Kurama sensed that second and took his chance. He pulled Hiei by the arm into the shining white and pastel blue-and-pink establishment, the pink being one reason why Hiei had refused to enter. He had had enough of pink as it was, especially after that ningen holiday with hearts and lots of pink and red. Once seated in a booth, Kurama ordered for the both them, giving Hiei no time to open his mouth and protest. As revenge, Hiei refused to speak to Kurama at all, not even when the sweet snow arrived via the hands of a white blond girl that cast a flirtatious glance at both boys with her clear green eyes. Pretty eyes, but not as pretty as Hiei's.
"Come on, Hiei..." Kurama held the spoonful of ice cream at Hiei's mouth, but the han-koorime simply turned his head away. That exasperated the kitsune. Fine, Kurama thought. All's fair in love and war, and this is war, my little Koorime...
Nudge (with spoon). Poke (in the shoulder with the finger). " Hiei."
Silence.
Nudge. Poke. "Hiei."
Cracked silence.
Nudge. Poke. "Hiei."
Irritated silence.
Nudge. Poke. "Hiei."
Strained silence.
Well, that should've 'loosened' him up enough, Kurama thought. "Hiei." Unable to stand anymore, Hiei turned his head and snapped, "What?"
Quick as lightning, Kurama transferred the ice cream from the spoon to his mouth. Then with his free hand he took Hiei by the chin, tilted it up, and (fanfare, please) he kissed Hiei.
Obviously the fire demon was startled and caught off guard, causing him to open his mouth. Always the opportunist, Kurama slid his tongue in, wiping the ice cream all over the inside of Hiei's mouth. Hiei responded (in ways that I will not explicitly describe, 'cause then I'll go nuts) with a tongue action of his own. After thoroughly enjoying both kiss and sweet snow to the fullest, the two parted.
"Hey, it's Kurama and Hiei! Oi, you two! Over here!"
Oh no, Kurama groaned. But with a automatic smile on his face he turned to see Yusuke and Kuwabara leaving a table (along with Keiko and Yukina, which made Hiei glare death at you-know-who) and approaching them.
"How come you guys didn't tell us you'd be here? We could've invited everyone for a get together or something," Yusuke said good-naturedly. Kurama flashed a brief glare at him. Remembering, Yusuke slapped his forehead and muttered, "Oh, right. The bet." "Bet? What bet?" Kuwabara wanted to know. A mischievous grin came onto Yusuke's face. "Well, y'see, Kurama made a bet with—"
"Go any further and you die a horrible death, ningen."
Thus discouraged, Yusuke shut up. Unfortunately, it was one of Kuwabara's extremely rare moments of intelligence. "Kurama made a bet with Hiei?" he guessed correctly. Then, his face lighting up, Kuwabara hooted, "And he lost! Why else would the shrimp be out in public! Ha ha h—"
Bend. Fling. Plop.
"Arrrggghhhh!"
Kurama blinked, then glanced sideways at Hiei. The fire demon was nonchalantly licking a bit of ice cream off his spoon, but when he caught Kurama's glance, Hiei drew the spoon out of his mouth to bend it back a bit with a finger, then let it go like a catapult. Kurama grinned. Tricky little devil, Hiei was. Well, two could play at that game. Swiping a bit of ice cream onto the tip of his finger, Kurama deftly wiped it off on the very tip of Hiei's nose. He bit back a laugh when Hiei went cross-eyed, staring in surprise at the blemish on his nose.
"Here, Hiei."
With one hand Kurama turned Hiei's face so that they faced each other. Kurama leaned forward, and with a single lick cleaned Hiei's nose of ice cream, but gave Hiei a extra nuzzle on the cheek and a peck on the lips to top it all off.
Owari (one might say)