Sherkoni - (bows) Thanks for all the great reviews - you guys are awesome.
Perrararii - Also, sorry for the wait - but don't worry, it's worth it.
Sherkoni - See, now we would normally do review responses, but since I am the one updating, we're kinda stuck. Because my internet is down and I can't remember who all reviewed last time. I'm just going to upload it at my school. ;;;
Purple Hippo - Enough with your guys' ramblings - on with the chapter!
Perrararii - Oo;; Purple....hippo?
Sherkoni - OO
Sherkoni and Perrararii - HIPPO!! (glomps)
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Chapter 4
We Are??
Kurama brisked down the stairs, still more than slightly irritated with his new maid Hiei had so thoughtfully chosen especially for him, yet if he really considered it, his anger was directed more towards his cousin. So the furied plant demon (1) stormed the corridors glaring at the elegant marble floors ((yes, these people have issues with marble...)) so occupied with his thoughts, he paid no heed to the demon of his thoughts until almost crashing into him while whipping around the corner.
Hiei's dismal face didn't blink as quickly shifted out of harms way, saving both royals from a complicated, unseen collision. He scowled at Kurama briefly and with a short grunt, continued on his way up the twirling stairs. Frowning, Kurama roughly caught the offending fire demon's arm. "Hold it right there! Where do you think you're going? You're not getting away that easy!"
Hiei glared at him viciously. "It wasn't my fault!"
"It very well WAS your fault! How could you be so heartless? So vengeful? Cruel-- "
"She snapped at me first! I couldn't let her get away with it!" Hiei defended, folding his arms across his chest.
"Then why did you buy her?"
"I didn't mea- wait. What are you talking about?!"
Kurama blinked in puzzlement. "What are YOU talking about?"
"The stupid flower saler! Meaningless peasant!"
"I was referring to the rabid maid you so generously purchased for me!"
Hiei rubbed his throbbing temples, searching his memory for the recipe or maid that knew the remedy for a growing headache which was painfully throbbing between his eyes, staring irritatably at his enraged cousin. "What, don't like her?" he taunted innocently before presenting his fellow prince with an evil smirk.
"She's a pill!"
Hiei pretended to consider this before acquiring his side of the argument. "She meets all of your requirements - young, beautiful, passionate. And she has a splendid personality..."
"Yeah, I've noticed her "splendid" personality. It bites! But don't get me wrong, she's perfect in the looks department," Kurama assured, though sounding entirely as if he were trying to convince himself there was good in this situation. "But she's still a pill."
Hiei snickered while Kurama glared at him spitefully. "Ha, ha. It's hilarious isn't it? So funny in fact, I could gladly wring your neck (2)" he snapped before another thought waltzed into his mind. "What peasant flower girl?"
Hiei's face flushed considerably before turning away from Kurama's scrutinizing gaze. "Who said anyth- "
"You did. Who is she?" Kurama cut him off.
"Nobody..." he muttered, glancing at the ground.
Kurama smirked. "What's this? Meet a girl you couldn't court?"
Hiei glared, looking as if he'd be perfectly happy to murder the red-haired demon at any moment. "If -and only if- I had wanted to, I could've. Easily."
"Alright, whatever you- "
"There you two are!"
King Koenma (3) pranced into the room, looking agitated and distinctly ruffled. "I've been looking for you two everywhere."
Hiei raised a questioning eyebrow while his cousin casually flicked his hair out of his face. "Yes?"
Koenma cleared his throat and straightened his back importantly. "I have some important news to tell you."
Both groaned silently. Hiei looked at his uncle's blank face before deciding that he probably wasn't going to enjoy this "important news". So gradually, the demon attempted to slink unnoticed along the wall, slowly and silently.
"Don't even try it Hiei! This news involves you!"
Hiei inwardly cursed his uncle and his cousin's smug face, but stalked back to stand beside Kurama.
"Alright, in about a month, maybe a little more, the Demon Lord of Makai is coming to visit our kingdom. While he is only the Lord, he is still important to this kingdom. He also thinks that our two princes are married - engaged at the very least. Which," Koenma needlessly reminded them, a cold, chilly edge to his tone, "they are NOT! So I've arranged for each of you to marry by either the middle of this month or you can have the wedding when Lord Yomi comes."
"Who did you arrange the wedding with?" Hiei questioned, though looking entirely bored.
"Oh, um...Duke Kibano's daughters....er...Mimi and Priscilla? Isn't that it?" Koenma questioned as both looked up in plain terror.
"No!" Kurama interrupted, sounding almost...scared? Angry? Terrified? Hiei would've added his own protest if he had not been concentrating on not choking on his own spit from surprise and fear.
"The arrangements are almost finished. You have no choice," the king concluded, eyeing them wearily.
"You....you can't do that," Hiei managed weakly, searching for a chair, lest he pass out, or the nearest bowl so he puke in it.
"Why not?"
"Because," he fabricated, shifting uneasily, searching for an excuse. "We are already engaged!"
"You are?" Koenma questioned, clearly surprised, but delight filled his countenance.
"We are?!" Kurama asked as well, glancing up in confusion and staring at the man next to him as if he had grown two more, extremely ugly heads, or at the very least extracted some type of disease.
"Yes, we are," Hiei claimed, a note finality in his tone and a pleading look in his crimson eyes. Casually he stepped on Kurama's toe. As the red-head's eyes snapped up, Hiei gave him a warning glance.
"Oh, yeah...right."
"Why haven't I met them?" Koenma demanded, openly insulted and suspicious.
"Can't a nephew give his uncle a good surprise?" Hiei asked innocently, sincerity lacing his words.
Koenma's eyes narrowed skeptically, Hiei was NEVER sincere - or innocent. "Alright then....but I expect to meet them....tonight!" And with that final comment he waddled out of the room.
Kurama and Hiei glanced at each other in surprise. "What?!" they exclaimed in unison. Then both turned to run after their uncle, but at the last moment Hiei grabbed Kurama's arm, defeat and warning in his look, shaking his head.
Surrendering, Kurama collapsed against one of the marble stairs. "You do realized we're screwed right?"
Hiei just stared off in the distance wondering how on earth they'd pull this off....
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Sherkoni - Em, this is kinda short, but no worries - the next chapter will be up very soon!
Perrararii - (grumbling) Yes, because it's already written.
Readers - WHAT?! death glare
Sherkoni - anime tears Okay, sorry, sorry! But it's eleven at night and I just realized there are five more pages (front and back) to type and I figured I could type it tomorrow and give you an update today.
Perrararii - Lazy, lazy.
Sherkoni - Uh-huh, well then how bout you do it?
Perrararii - The update will be coming soon! ;;;;;
(1) Perrararii - You know that really doesn't sound very scary...a plant using demon?! Frankfurt and Germany! I hurl blades of grass at you! swack cut
(2) Perrararii - Or chuck blades of grass at him. Heh, heh, sorry guys, inside joke. Me and Koni laughed very long lengths of time in Geometry about it....
(3) Sherkoni - How ironic. He's actually is a prince, but now he gets to be a king. Go Koenma! Koenma does cheesy victory dance
Perrararii - Also, sorry for the wait - but don't worry, it's worth it.
Sherkoni - See, now we would normally do review responses, but since I am the one updating, we're kinda stuck. Because my internet is down and I can't remember who all reviewed last time. I'm just going to upload it at my school. ;;;
Purple Hippo - Enough with your guys' ramblings - on with the chapter!
Perrararii - Oo;; Purple....hippo?
Sherkoni - OO
Sherkoni and Perrararii - HIPPO!! (glomps)
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Chapter 4
We Are??
Kurama brisked down the stairs, still more than slightly irritated with his new maid Hiei had so thoughtfully chosen especially for him, yet if he really considered it, his anger was directed more towards his cousin. So the furied plant demon (1) stormed the corridors glaring at the elegant marble floors ((yes, these people have issues with marble...)) so occupied with his thoughts, he paid no heed to the demon of his thoughts until almost crashing into him while whipping around the corner.
Hiei's dismal face didn't blink as quickly shifted out of harms way, saving both royals from a complicated, unseen collision. He scowled at Kurama briefly and with a short grunt, continued on his way up the twirling stairs. Frowning, Kurama roughly caught the offending fire demon's arm. "Hold it right there! Where do you think you're going? You're not getting away that easy!"
Hiei glared at him viciously. "It wasn't my fault!"
"It very well WAS your fault! How could you be so heartless? So vengeful? Cruel-- "
"She snapped at me first! I couldn't let her get away with it!" Hiei defended, folding his arms across his chest.
"Then why did you buy her?"
"I didn't mea- wait. What are you talking about?!"
Kurama blinked in puzzlement. "What are YOU talking about?"
"The stupid flower saler! Meaningless peasant!"
"I was referring to the rabid maid you so generously purchased for me!"
Hiei rubbed his throbbing temples, searching his memory for the recipe or maid that knew the remedy for a growing headache which was painfully throbbing between his eyes, staring irritatably at his enraged cousin. "What, don't like her?" he taunted innocently before presenting his fellow prince with an evil smirk.
"She's a pill!"
Hiei pretended to consider this before acquiring his side of the argument. "She meets all of your requirements - young, beautiful, passionate. And she has a splendid personality..."
"Yeah, I've noticed her "splendid" personality. It bites! But don't get me wrong, she's perfect in the looks department," Kurama assured, though sounding entirely as if he were trying to convince himself there was good in this situation. "But she's still a pill."
Hiei snickered while Kurama glared at him spitefully. "Ha, ha. It's hilarious isn't it? So funny in fact, I could gladly wring your neck (2)" he snapped before another thought waltzed into his mind. "What peasant flower girl?"
Hiei's face flushed considerably before turning away from Kurama's scrutinizing gaze. "Who said anyth- "
"You did. Who is she?" Kurama cut him off.
"Nobody..." he muttered, glancing at the ground.
Kurama smirked. "What's this? Meet a girl you couldn't court?"
Hiei glared, looking as if he'd be perfectly happy to murder the red-haired demon at any moment. "If -and only if- I had wanted to, I could've. Easily."
"Alright, whatever you- "
"There you two are!"
King Koenma (3) pranced into the room, looking agitated and distinctly ruffled. "I've been looking for you two everywhere."
Hiei raised a questioning eyebrow while his cousin casually flicked his hair out of his face. "Yes?"
Koenma cleared his throat and straightened his back importantly. "I have some important news to tell you."
Both groaned silently. Hiei looked at his uncle's blank face before deciding that he probably wasn't going to enjoy this "important news". So gradually, the demon attempted to slink unnoticed along the wall, slowly and silently.
"Don't even try it Hiei! This news involves you!"
Hiei inwardly cursed his uncle and his cousin's smug face, but stalked back to stand beside Kurama.
"Alright, in about a month, maybe a little more, the Demon Lord of Makai is coming to visit our kingdom. While he is only the Lord, he is still important to this kingdom. He also thinks that our two princes are married - engaged at the very least. Which," Koenma needlessly reminded them, a cold, chilly edge to his tone, "they are NOT! So I've arranged for each of you to marry by either the middle of this month or you can have the wedding when Lord Yomi comes."
"Who did you arrange the wedding with?" Hiei questioned, though looking entirely bored.
"Oh, um...Duke Kibano's daughters....er...Mimi and Priscilla? Isn't that it?" Koenma questioned as both looked up in plain terror.
"No!" Kurama interrupted, sounding almost...scared? Angry? Terrified? Hiei would've added his own protest if he had not been concentrating on not choking on his own spit from surprise and fear.
"The arrangements are almost finished. You have no choice," the king concluded, eyeing them wearily.
"You....you can't do that," Hiei managed weakly, searching for a chair, lest he pass out, or the nearest bowl so he puke in it.
"Why not?"
"Because," he fabricated, shifting uneasily, searching for an excuse. "We are already engaged!"
"You are?" Koenma questioned, clearly surprised, but delight filled his countenance.
"We are?!" Kurama asked as well, glancing up in confusion and staring at the man next to him as if he had grown two more, extremely ugly heads, or at the very least extracted some type of disease.
"Yes, we are," Hiei claimed, a note finality in his tone and a pleading look in his crimson eyes. Casually he stepped on Kurama's toe. As the red-head's eyes snapped up, Hiei gave him a warning glance.
"Oh, yeah...right."
"Why haven't I met them?" Koenma demanded, openly insulted and suspicious.
"Can't a nephew give his uncle a good surprise?" Hiei asked innocently, sincerity lacing his words.
Koenma's eyes narrowed skeptically, Hiei was NEVER sincere - or innocent. "Alright then....but I expect to meet them....tonight!" And with that final comment he waddled out of the room.
Kurama and Hiei glanced at each other in surprise. "What?!" they exclaimed in unison. Then both turned to run after their uncle, but at the last moment Hiei grabbed Kurama's arm, defeat and warning in his look, shaking his head.
Surrendering, Kurama collapsed against one of the marble stairs. "You do realized we're screwed right?"
Hiei just stared off in the distance wondering how on earth they'd pull this off....
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Sherkoni - Em, this is kinda short, but no worries - the next chapter will be up very soon!
Perrararii - (grumbling) Yes, because it's already written.
Readers - WHAT?! death glare
Sherkoni - anime tears Okay, sorry, sorry! But it's eleven at night and I just realized there are five more pages (front and back) to type and I figured I could type it tomorrow and give you an update today.
Perrararii - Lazy, lazy.
Sherkoni - Uh-huh, well then how bout you do it?
Perrararii - The update will be coming soon! ;;;;;
(1) Perrararii - You know that really doesn't sound very scary...a plant using demon?! Frankfurt and Germany! I hurl blades of grass at you! swack cut
(2) Perrararii - Or chuck blades of grass at him. Heh, heh, sorry guys, inside joke. Me and Koni laughed very long lengths of time in Geometry about it....
(3) Sherkoni - How ironic. He's actually is a prince, but now he gets to be a king. Go Koenma! Koenma does cheesy victory dance