o.o;; wow; I'm not babbling a lot in this fic, ne, minna-san?

odd . . . Oo;; . . . I wonder if I'm sick or something ( o.o;; )

Disclaimer: ( -.-# you know this already, minna) Kita. Doesn't. Own. Yuyu. So don't you/you sue! n.n;;;

(eh . . . one thing to remember . . . this is a MULTI-SCHOOL dance n.n;; ne?)

(which is another reason why Kura's here . . . so DON'T FORGET! n.n;;;;)

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His eyes closed in almost sleepy relaxation, Hiei let himself be rocked from side to side, moving closer to the kitsune when he felt the youko's hand start to trail . . . lower . . . down his back . . . he returned the favor, using his speed to pull the fox's lips down to his in one swift, smooth motion . . . caught up in the passion, neither the fox nor the Jaganshi noticed the disturbance in the air . . . until—

COUGHahemCOUGHCOUGH

They pulled apart quickly, Hiei turning his head (since his back had been to the door), hoping that it wasn't—

"And what exactly are you two DOING up here, hmm?" a very cross (male) teacher boomed from the small frame of the door. Not knowing quite what to say, Hiei opened his mouth for a moment, then closed it, quickly (and uncharacteristically) taking refuge in the redhead's warm shirt. "HEY! You there . . . Miss! Answer me!" Red eyes narrowed at the unintended insult to his lover, and he spun around again, gathering his ki to—

"We're sorry, sir." a high-pitched, yet very familiar voice intoned from somewhere close behind him. Hiei blinked. The man scoffed.

"That's not good enough. What are your names? You'll be getting detention for this—"

"Detention? May I ask for what, sir?" the redhead continued in the timid, girlish voice.

"For—for—for inappropriate conduct on school grounds, that's what!" yet the youko continued to speak softly.

"But sir . . . we don't attend this school . . . we didn't mean to . . . please . . . we won't do it again . . ." The man laughed.

"I highly doubt THAT. You've no business up here, anyway. Now get over here and I'll—"

"Yarou? What's going on?" a woman's voice came up from the stairs behind him, then she appeared next to him, taking in the situation curiously.

"OH! Oh, it's nothing, Yumi . . . don't worry about it . . ." he insisted, the sickeningly sweet tone making both demon fighters cringe inwardly. But she peeked around him, blinked, then smiled slightly, winking at Kurama and turning to her . . . err . . . boyfriend? ( o.o; )

"Now, dear, they meant no harm. They're not so different than us, ne?" she cooed with a tinge of seduction and whispered something they couldn't hear. Whatever it was, it caused the man to redden, looking at her like a fish out of water. The lady kept her smile, and now the teacher turned to the sweatdropping Reikai Tantei, fully red in the face by now.

"FINE!!! Ehem . . . fine, you may go." Without a moment to spare, Kurama led Hiei out the door past the couple, hearing the man call after them. "BUT DON'T LET ME CATCH YOU DOING THAT AGAIN!!!"

The youko managed to hold in his laughter until they reached the bottom step. Letting out a sigh of relief, he started to chuckle uncontrollably. Hiei rolled his eyes, sitting down next to his lover to wait out the quiet show of hysterics. After the sounds of amusement had all but faded away, Hiei smirked, voicing his thoughts from earlier.

"Should we tell them about the room, kitsune?" Which, of course, caused the laughter to return. The half-koorime turned away, hiding the ever so slight smile that had crossed his face, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of Kurama's rich alto . . . arms threaded around his waist, and now it was Hiei's turn to chuckle. "I thought you were tired, fox." Warm breath next to his ear caused his pulse to race . . .

"Ai shitteru . . . firefly . . ."

"Hn." He leaned back into the embrace, managing to feel Kurama's gentle warmth through the layers of fabric . . .

They sat like that, in content, for a few minutes, until Kurama got up, pulling an unwilling Hiei along with him. He smiled, leaning down to rub his nose gently against his koi's.

"We should be getting back . . . Yusuke and the others will be wondering what became of us, ne?" Hiei scoffed as they walked back toward the party through the darkened hall, their hands lightly clasped.

"Ch. Why'd those baka invite us to such a ningen event, anyway? It's pointless . . ." The redhead chuckled in response, loosening his grip reluctantly as they reached the well-lit gym.

"I'm not sure . . ."

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Lounging in a chair balanced precariously on its back legs, Yusuke looked moodily out onto the dance floor, where he could spot a few very HOT looking—

"Yusuke!" He jumped, almost falling backwards, upon hearing the reprimanding voice that came back to join them as Keiko and Yukina sat down at the table. Said brunette was glaring disdainfully down at him. "Don't STARE, for goodness sake!" Her job done, she sat down next to him, now chatting with Kuwabara and Yukina. Again, the bored detective's eyes traveled over the mass of shifting bodies, fatefully falling upon two familiar ones . . . that had just entered from one set of double doors.

"OI!!! KU—ICHI!! HIEI!! HEY SHUICHI!!" he yelled, sitting up and waving his hand, a relieved smile gracing his face, taking THIS as a hopeful sign to the end of the boredom . . .

Across the way, the redhead froze, his eyes narrowing upon hearing his name . . . FANGIRLS . . . they could be . . . ANYWHERE . . . but blinked upon hearing the Jaganshi called as well, gaze eventually coming to rest on the black-haired boy in jeans and a black T-shirt waving almost frantically at them.

Ironically enough, their table was right next to the food table. / Well . . . that's Yusuke and Kuwabara for you . . . / the redhead thought amusedly . . . chuckling, he nudged the fire youkai next to him, discreetly indicating the detective. Hiei 'ch'ed and looked away while Kurama nodded slightly in acknowledgement, starting to make his way over to them. With a (seemingly) permanent scowl on his face, Hiei followed his koi through the crowded room . . . sitting down at the table in a seat across from Yusuke, (Hiei instead choosing to lean against the wall behind him) and the redhead started off with a smile.

"So, what have we missed?"

Kuwabara was about to answer when a loud voice drowned him out. All eyes went to the disc jockey seated at the front of the room . . . err . . . well, now he was actually STANDING, but—

"Hey, all you cats and dawgs! The dancin' contest's beginnin', so all you single gals get out there and shake, shake, SHAKE; cause one lucky guy's gonna getta dance with the winner all night looooooooooong!! So get out here, girlies, we're starting the judgin'!!!"

. . . . . .

Yusuke tried to suppress his laughter . . . Keiko whacked him on the head.

Kuwabara choked on his punch. . . Yukina blinked in complete confusion, having barely understood a word of what the guy had just said.

Hiei, as usual, just scoffed.

. . . and Kurama raised one delicate eyebrow in silent contemplation.

- - - - - ( one hour later .;; ) - - - - -

Everyone was nearly asleep. Well . . . Yusuke WAS asleep (as was Kuwabara), Keiko and Yukina had still managed to find something semi-interesting to talk about and, as for the other two . . .

. . . well—

"Hiei!!" Kurama hissed as loud as he dared, feeling his face flush slightly; one reason for being in public and the other from embarrassment from where a certain fire demon had just pinched him. The Jaganshi behind the youko stood up slowly, crimson eyes dark and sparking with allure. It was truly a shame the redhead couldn't see them . . . seeing as he was facing away from his koi and Hiei (as previously mentioned) was . . . err . . . standing? . . . against the wall behind the fox.

"Ne, Kurama?" he whispered in a low voice, seeing the shiver as the fox tried to ignore his . . . ehem . . . DISTRACTING hand. The green-eyed youko blushed a light pink, giving the offending hand a light pinch as a warning, quickly and quietly speaking in a hushed undertone.

"Hiei. Stop that. This is neither the place nor the time." The half-koorime grinned to himself, edging forward once again, murmuring . . .

". . . kitsune . . ." Kurama sighed, using a spark of his ki to wind through the floor, giving life to the seeds long-buried in the dark earth underneath the school; coming up to fasten securely around the fire youkai's ankles, pulling him a safe distance away.

"Kurama!" It was Hiei's turn to hiss, at being foiled. ( n.n; )

"O-K, PARTY ANI—MALLS!! The judging is complete!! Will the four finalists pleeeeease step forward?!?" Yusuke picked up his head from where it had been dozing, glaring blearily at the WAAAY-too hyper (male) DJ. A line of a few slightly skinny girls could be seen, emerging from the mass of femininity. There were two blondes, a brunette and a redhead. He chuckled at the thought of that last one . . . / . . . Kurama's a redhead . . . heh heh . . . HE should have entered . . . eheh . . . / . . . he shrugged . . . / . . . well . . . there's always next time . . . / and grinned, glancing over at the fox, who for some reason, was staring off into space, a very content and distant look on his face right now. Puzzled, he looked behind the green-eyed teen, where Hiei was almost (literally?) spitting fire, glaring for all he was worth at the youko in front of him. Sweatdropping, Yusuke turned back around, to where the DJ had received the 'envelope' from the three judges.

"Allllllright, dawgs! This is the moment we've all been waiting for! The winner, and Teen Queen for the night is . . . . . Natakana Kiri!! Please step up, Natakana-san!" Blushing, one of the blondes stepped up, receiving a very corny-looking tiara on her head that read 'Teen Queen' in red letters. Yusuke yawned, but heard Kurama murmur something . . .

"Kiri-san?" The black-haired teen looked over.

"You know her?" Kurama's brows knit together in thought . . .

". . . if I am not mistaken, I believe she is in one of my classes . . ." Yusuke blinked, looking from the hot blonde to Kurama, then back to the girl, blinking again.

"REALLY?!? D—N, Kurama!! They don't make 'em like that HERE!"

WHAM!

"YUSUKE!!" Keiko's face was red with anger and/or embarrassment as she looked down on the unconscious boy. Any further comments were drowned out as they all tuned back into the DJ's annoying voice . . .

"Ok, Natakana-san! Who's the lucky guy?" The girl's blue eyes swept over the gym, searching, hoping that . . . her face lit up as she found him, his eyes widened when she locked gazes with him and she smiled brightly, nodding cheerily. Before he could so much as get out of his seat, his fate was sealed by the next few words that sprung from the excited and almost breathless girl's lips . . .

"Minamino Shuichi!"

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MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Ohh, I am soooo evil, ne? n.n;;

haHA!! I bet no one saw THAT coming, eh?

::fifty readers raise their hands and speak with one voice::

"We did."

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(not that there are actually that many people reading this, of course n.n;; )

sigh.

I jus can't win T.T

lol! n.n;;

well, what do ya know, I actually updated!! n.n;;

YAY!!

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eheh . . . ja ne, minna-san!

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PS

Arigato . . .

Volpe Di Spirito

Nite Nite

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::eyes cookie with the stamp on it, then takes a bite::

O.O;

it's lemon-flavored! o.o;;

who would have guessed . . .

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