To Nite Nite: Wow. I actually have people DEMANDING updates! Take THAT, Hiei!
To Yoko's Baby: I'll try, but the workload's piling up, even though school only just recently started. But not to worry! I WILL UPDATE! (echoing thunderous voice)
To Su da 'mazin bannana eater: Ahhh, bananas...I mean, er, a-hem! NEVER HAVE I DONE A ONE SHOT BEFORE, and I never shall I in the future!
Kurama: But there's your first fic, P—
Fugen: Shut up!
To darksaphire: Heh heh. Don't worry. I'm gonna lessen up on the poetry, since my poetic mood went bye bye after school started, but in order to practice, I will still be adding in a few lines or so every chappie.
To KitsuneAkai13: I'll say this much: The youko's a character from my webcomic-to-be. HA! MWA HA HA HA! No spoilers! You were expecting one after the first four words, weren't you? GWA HA HA HA HA! (evil laughter echoes on)
To Volpe Di Spirito: I know! (giggles madly) If it isn't, I'll sue Togashi for not signing Hiei over to me! Wait, that doesn't sound right...
To SamiKismet: If they allowed three categories, I'd add in suspense for a description of my fic. Heh heh heh...
To Silothiel: Thanks! I find that I can do intros very well, and maybe a occasional ending or two, but the place in between is a bit harder. The words refuse to leave my imagination!
To Kumori Sakusha formerly Saelbu: Thanks! Especially since you're reviewed my work from the very beginning, coming from you, arigato gozaimas!
To Emory the Plutonian: Gomen, but I've never heard the song before, but since you say it matches, I'll trust you and take it as law that it does!
Chapter 1: A Certain Feeling
Arms crossed in front of him, Hiei barely felt the cold stone of the window sill his chin rested on as his large ruby eyes stared unblinkingly into outer space (or any other place). Persistently he tapped one finger against the window sill in a slow beat, as if he was contemplating something. Eventually a small frown creased Hiei's face, as if he had just had a thought, but Hiei shrugged it off. Sitting up properly he turned away from the window and the full moon he had been unconsciously focusing on.
Okay, that does it! (Fugen barges into Hiei's room)
"Wha? Wait a minute! The author's not supposed to take part in the fic!"
Like I really care! Hiei, less thinky and more do-ey!
"Even if that made sense, you're the one to blame! You're the one who WROTE this! The one who said we have to do whatever you write!"
Uh-huh. Right. If I could really do that, you wouldn't be a fictional character made up by some Japanese guy who never made it official in either the manga or the anime that you and Kurama (or me) were a couple! Now do as I say, or else!
(Hiei snorts.) "Or else what?"
...I'll bring in that Youko from the prologue so that he can torture YOU with all his dark mysteriousness.
Hiei rolls his eyes. (Oh he looks so cute when he's got his attitude on.) "Oh, that's VERY threatening. I'm terrified."
But only AFTER I pair him up with Kurama.
Hiei freezes. "You...you wouldn't!"
AND after I create a lemon scene with those two and threaten Togashi with a katana so that he'll sign all rights to YYH over to ME, making it absolutely official that Kurama belongs to someone else who will never be you.
"...Fine."
Mwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
"Just get out of this damn fic so that I CAN do something!"
Hmph. Hot han koorimes are so short-tempered these days. (Fugen stalks off back to her keyboard to continue typing.)
If one ever had a time to have itchy feet, this was such a time for Hiei. Of course, it wasn't literally itchy feet, just a desire to go someplace, or rather, wherever a certain person was. But the problem lay there. Hiei knew that he just HAD to go see someone, but as to the identity of that someone, he was lost. Completely, utterly lost. And it was bugging him. For the past few days Hiei had stalked around Mukuro's castle, ready to burst out of pure frustration.
(backstage) "Will you stop DOING that already?! See, it's all YOUR fault that this chapter's going nowhere!"
Oh, shut up, Hiei. I'm getting there.
"WHERE exactly?!"
...Hey, dark mysterious Youko guy from the prologue!
"...?"
How would you like to go on a date with a ultra hot Youko in a equally hot ningen boy's body?
"......."
Okay then. You free Friday?
"FUGEN!!!"
"..........?"
Yeah, he's Kurama's boyfriend.
".... ....?"
Yeah, it IS wrong to just force someone to go with someone else when they already have a true love and all that—
"KISAMA!!!"
"........................."
You're right. I should get back to the fic before Hiei goes Armageddon on me. Oh, damn...
"....?"
I think...I just forgot what I was gonna write next...
"....."
What's that supposed to mean?
".....!"
Oh, okay. I'll try that.
".........."
I'm not THAT insane, ya fictional dolt.
(back to fic)
Tapping one foot in a rapid tempo, Hiei frowned in thought. Could it be that Yusuke was in trouble? Very possible, but then, that was normal for him. What about the idiot? Nah. He wouldn't be feeling mad and frustrated if that stupid waste of human flesh was in trouble. Now, what about Kurama? Impossible. The damn fox was 'always on top of things', as he said. But when he had said that, Hiei remembered that Kurama had looked a bit pale and thin, and he could've sworn that there was a strange look on the fox's face.
Great. Now the frustration was getting stronger. Rising to both feet, Hiei turned toward the door. He was going to make it easy for himself and just go see each of them to see if anything was wrong enough to cause this irritable feeling.
And he'd start with Kurama.
Owari desu
Fugen: For any Japanese-deprived people, the above means 'I'm finished' or 'I'm done'. Ahhh, yes. My Japanese class is already beginning to pay off...
DMGFP (Dark mysterious guy from prologue): ...........
Fugen: Yeah, I know. No poetry and no real story content. But I couldn't help it!
DMGFP: .............
Fugen: It's not my fault I was reading MegaTokyo at the same time.
DMGFP: .....
Fugen: It's really good, you know!
DMGFP: ......
Fugen: ...Take that back, you wordless jerk.