10 Years of Waiting
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day 2b - Bachelor Party!
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, but I own Kurohi. This story is Yaoi! Male/Male relationships! Don't like it? Then leave.
"speaking" [thinking] {noise} ~~~~~~ POV change ****** beginning/ending of dreams ********* flashback beginning/endings
Yo, Scarby! As you requested, I've hurried with this cuz I've been running into inspiration, but I'm running slightly dry...
Anywho, this chapter's got a lotta humor, so I hope you're not eating or drinking!
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Here I stood on the treetop, hands shoved in the pockets of my jeans. If it were moonlight, my hair would be glistening in that light instead of the bright yellow of the orb that faded and came on a schedule. The setting sun soothes my mind, and I remember an adult form of Koenma telling me in his almost childish sounding voice, "I have been invited to Yusuke's bachelor party tonight. You may come if you like. After all, though your form is slightly feminine, you are, indeed, a boy, ne?"
"Kh," was my reply. I had glared slightly at him with big, deep blue eyes. "Do not push you luck with my temper, Koenma. I do not do well when people tell me I look like a girl..." I had paused, and added lightly, arms crossed against my chest, "unless you're not referring to an insulting version."
"Of course I wasn't insulting you, Kurohi!" he retorted. He sounded nervous, perhaps at my sudden change of tone. Or, was it just me? I didn't get it.
I snorted. "Hn. I hope not. I will attend; I will see you then, sir."
In a blur, I had left his office, which was, amazingly enough, clear of all paperwork today. Isn't that the strangest thing? Koenma, not, doing paperwork this morning! I usually see him at work all the time.
It is funny... how whenever I see Hiei-sama, we tend to get along well enough because our attitudes are so similar, but... it's... kinda strange... Always, we know what we will say before we say it. It's like... we're the same person...
Creepy. Very creepy.
And I don't like creepy feelings. They make me uncertain and afraid; a trait that is counted as weakness in any smart demon's vocabulary.
And Kurama-san? He reminds me of a female, then again, I also remind others of females. Twice this morning, I was mistaken for one... until I had deepened my voice and retorted harshly to those baka ningen.
My normal voice sounds like a maturing boy that still has his high vocal capabilities. I sound more like a human male when I'm angry, or don't care about something, or when I force my voice to sound male... instead of that half-female sound I make when I talk normally.
"Hn. Baka ningen..." I mutter. "can't tell between shonen or shojo."
"Not all ningen are baka."
I look down at my long-haired trainer. "Oh, Hiei-sama! Kurama-san! Kon'nichi wa!" I greeted vigorously. I jump down and land softly next to the almighty Jaganshi. "Hn, I was only referring to the few ningen that called me a shojo. Keh." I grinned slightly.
"Talk to Kurama about that," my red-eyed leader said with a little drawl. "He deals with that more than I ever had to - on occasion, he was called a bishojo. I, however, was never mistaken for a girl, but a child..." A small, evil grin spread across his face at a memory. "until I threatened them."
Kurama-san frowns and seems about ready to swat Hiei-sama upside the head, but he doesn't. He settles for folding his arms across his chest. "Hiei..." he warns gently.
Hiei-sama snorts and his presence changes, as well as the subject at hand. He looks up at the redhead through the corner of his eye just before he speaks. "Aren't we gonna be late?"
"Bachelor party at Yusuke's home, Hiei-sama?" I ask innocently enough. My little grin is gone.
"Wha... how do you know, Kurohi?" asks my trainer. He gazes at me with bright ruby eyes that do not phase me anymore.
"Saa," I began. "Koenma-sama told me. He said I could go, too. After all, I am a new Reikai Tantei," I reasoned. "Besides, it would be good for me to get to know all of you. Then I could, and would, work more efficiently with all of you," I said with my small grin returning.
"Well, Hiei, it sounds reasonable enough to me," contributes the great Youko with a gentle smile. Youkai would gag and retch if they ever knew just how much Youko Kurama has changed. "I have Yusuke's address; let's go, shall we?"
"Hai!" I reply eagerly. I wanna know everybody!
"Hn," concedes my sensei.
We made our way across many blocks, and soon came upon a brightly-lit house full of ... what was it?... rock music and laughter within. Kurama loudly knocked on the door, and an orange-haired man answered it. "Ah! Hi, Kurama an - UWAA! It's HIEI! Guys! Guys! Hiei's back! Hiei's back!" The big guy looked almost ready to faint.
"Wa..?! Hiei?" A black-haired, brown-eyed male shoved his way past the oaf, sending him flying somewhere across the room, landing with a loud thud.
The man is smiling. Neither of them had seen me. How odd of them, but I guess they missed the now slightly taller fire demon, who's height was now just under my own. "Hiei! So glad to see you!" His face fell a little. "You left on such short notice, though..."
They gotta be on equal terms, or else they would be callin' him "Hiei- sama," like I do. That does make sense. They're talking like good friends, so they must be the original Reikai Tantei. This one... brown eyes and black hair... This one's the boy called Yusuke, I believe.
"Hmph. Be grateful I even notified you at all *before* I left," said Hiei- sama curtly.
Yusuke-kun seems to let it slide, perking up again. I unmasked some of my ki and I think it whacked him in the face with the force of a Rei Gan. His gaze darted to my form, which was a few inches higher than Hiei. "Oi, gomen ne I didn't see ya there. You're...?"
"A new Reikai Tantei, hired by me, of course," answered a calm voice behind Yusuke-kun before I could answer. It was Koenma-sama... holding a wineglass of sake in his left hand.
Whoa, Koenma-sama isn't dressed formally at all!! Well, I'll be damned... I think I'm drooling.
"His name is Kurohi," he says in his silky, beautiful voice.
Damn it... my face has gotten very, very hot... I think I just might go crazy if Koenma-sama ain't careful...
"He tells me he cannot remember his last name, and he gets very touchy if you ask about it. Am I right?" he asks me.
I yanked my full gaze from his gold eyes and turned it into a sideways observation from the tips of his medium brown hair to his full lips glossed with sake... Oh, Kami... I swallow my drool. "H-hai, Koenma-sama," I reply a little huskily. Damn it Kurohi, get your head outta the gutter! You're a kid of seventeen years and he's a god that's still second-in-command of the spirit world and he's lived longer than you have so these things NEVER work out! You're not even eternal, baka!
Besides, he's not THAT hot...
......Urgh, I hate lying blindly to myself. I've known Koenma-sama a little longer than I knew Hiei... though at the time, we were at unfriendly terms.
"Okay! Since you decided to show up, come in! Come in!" ushered Yusuke-kun. I just realized he held a bottle of sake in his right hand. He wore a green, button-down shirt that was done up except for the first five buttons. He wore dark blue slacks and was barefoot. His hair was slicked back and some of the strands stuck up while some of his bangs dangled near his eyes.
I eye the other occupants. The large orange-haired man was sitting on the couch eating popcorn. He wore all blue - a short-sleeved shirt and jeans was watching some sort of action movie.
Hellooo...
Hiding a smirk behind a blank wall, I saunter over to the oaf. "Em, Kuwabara-kun, ne?" I asked politely. I'm pretty sure this one's Kuwabara.
"Yeah," he replies calmly, gaze flicking to mine before going back to the TV.
"Lemme have somma that an' move o'er," I demand, enhancing my deeper tones.
He looks up and glares at me. "Make me!"
"You asked fer it!" Grabbing the human's forearm, I leaned back to pull him with me, and flung him to the floor near the couch. I stared at him in sheer boredom.
He stood up and growled at me. "You'll pay for that!" He tried to punch me... and I stepped gently to the side, onto the top of the couch, sending him crashing to the floor. I smirked as he fell.
THAT was fun! Try and hit me again, Kuwabara!
"Looks like we got another Hiei... only he's not short," I heard Yusuke-kun say.
"Hn!" replied Hiei-sama, scowling at his leader. I know this because Koenma- sama told me that Yusuke was the ringleader of this little group.
Kuwabara-kun slowly got to his feet as I took his spot on the couch, already imprinted some by his heavy weight. Hiei-sama laughed.
The big oaf drew his fist again, but Hiei-sama interrupted, "You can't touch Kurohi, Kuwabara. He was trained under me, and is now an A-Class Demon."
"Wha?!"
I smirked up at him. "Frightened, ningen? Yeah, Hiei-sama taught me what I know for many years. Stepping gently to the side was one of those things that came naturally to me." I stuck my tongue out at him and blew raspberry.
"Hiei, besides what he just did, you sure did a good job teaching him to act like you," commented the leader before sipping more sake.
"Hn," Hiei-sama replied to the ex-delinquent, who-was-*the*-toughest-in- Sarayashiki-Junior-High. "I never taught him to act like me. He already had acted like me the day I met him. He was cold and calculating. When we fought, he'd sometimes toy with me, and at other times he would just go for his would-be victory quickly."
"Yeah!" I piped in. "An' Hiei-sama's hair was shorter then! It looked like one of the black flames he launched at me sometimes! Then he grew it out for a couple years." I now had my foot on Kuwabara's face. I laughed and popped some more pieces of popcorn in my mouth and continued to hold the second-best-fighter-in-Sarayashiki-Junior-High down with my foot. Actually, no, the front of my foot. "But you guys are adults and I'm not. According to ningen rules, I can't drink... yet."
"You're A-Class Demon," the ex-flame-haired youkai said in exasperation. "We have high resistance to illness. Drink all you want."
"No thanks, Hiei-sama, but I'd like to stay sober," I reply. I want to remember all this fun! "I think I'll grab some cola..." ...and then I'll go hyper with all the sugar... "once I'm done with this big oaf."
"Kurohi, I would hate to break your fun but wouldn't it be even more fun to play some... games?" asks Yusuke-kun.
I immediately drop Kazuma Kuwabara and grin evilly. "What **kind** of games?" I ask just as evilly.
"Ooh! Truth Or Dare! Truth Or Dare!" piped Kuwabara-kun. I swat him on the back of his head, causing his oval-shaped head to fly forward with the impact.
"Don't hit him too hard, Kurohi. He's my brother-in-law," dryly says Hiei- sama.
I look up, but make no comment. I nod in silence and place the popcorn bowl aside, onto a coffee table.
"Oh, and since these are good friends of mine, you don't need to hide your tail."
"TAIL?!!" the others pipe... well, except for Koenma-sama. He just sips absently at his sake while he sits on a cushiony chair, feet propped up on the table in front of him. He eyes me with one open, sexy eye, while the other one is closed.
My heart rate speeds up despite my attempts to control it.
...He's hot, wait, did I just think that?! Head outta the gutter, Kurohi! ......again. "Yeah, I have a tail," I murmur, letting it slide through the small hole in my pants. I cover it by wearing shirts a little too large for my form. It is orange and striped, much like a tiger's. There's only one stripe near the end, and two blobs of black at both the base and tip. "But don't let this extension of myself disturb any of you," I say quietly. "Onegai..."
"Don't fret at all," replies the green-eyed beauty. "After all, the only human one is Kuwabara."
This bit of encouragement from Kurama-san perks me up. "Okay... let's play that game, shall we?" I pop my fists one at a time. "Truth Or Dare, huh? C'mon, let's play!!"
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Lit by only the dimmed light in the middle of Yusuke's living room, the six men sat in a lopsided circle. Yusuke sat at the head of this, with Kuwabara and Koenma to his left. To his right sat Kurama, Hiei and Kurohi, in that order. Everyone save Kurohi now had sake.
Hiei got the bottle (A/N: Oh, no... people, I wonder what would happen if he got really, really drunk?); Kurohi got the remains of the two-liter Pepsi jug, and was now attempting to NOT bounce around the room in a sugar- induced rush hyperness.
"Yusuke should go first," suggested Kurohi, who sat on his legs; his tail was tucked alongside his thighs. It twitched excitedly every half-second, courtesy of the Pepsi. "It is HIS party, after all. No matter how eager I am." [To do the dares...] he added silently.
"Sure! Koenma! Truth or dare?"
Koenma blinked once. "Hmm... Dare."
"Okay... I dare you to..." He looked around the room, and saw Kurohi retracting a glance from the teenage god of death. "...kiss Kurohi!"
Both males paled a LOT.
"WHAT?!" Koenma.
"N-N-NANI?!" Kurohi.
Kurohi's face contorted into a look of pure misery and a large blush spreading across his face. Koenma, however, looked almost unfazed.
"Never mind then. Truth."
"Hn, are you a coward, Koenma?" asked Kurohi softly. He couldn't believe his own ears. "The dare itself hurts no one, so nothing should happen." [Nothing should happen... nothing should happen... nothing should happen...] He repeated that mantra in his head, as if it would come true.
"Okay, okay, I'll do the dare."
He scooted forward to the almost impish-like demon. The god of death could feel the boy's every soft breath against his face. Kurohi had cast his eyes downward as the sudden feeling of vulnerability washed over his body. He stared blankly at his hands clasped in his lap, and felt his chin being lifted by three fingers.
Slowly, he obeyed, and also observing the one-fourth-opened, light-violet shirt. [Hn, you're a baka koinu, you know that?] a voice deeper than his own taunted silently at how he was behaving. Kurohi shoved that disgusting message out of his mind and concentrated not at the task at hand, but at controlling his growing arousal.
Koenma's calm breaths hit his face in slow, warm waves, making him shudder. He suppressed it best he could, and forced himself to stare into those golden, sun-kissed irises.
[I... am... so... dead...] was Kurohi's coherent thought before the god's lips met his in a gentle fashion. He tasted of the sake he drank and his own unique flavor mixed into a combination he would never be able to describe. A soft rumble escaped his chest, and he heard Koenma chuckle slightly in his throat.
Wait, that rumble... Kurohi had heard it before...
...He was *purring*. It was a very, very soft noise, almost inaudible, tickling the inside of his chest. All too quickly, Koenma pulled himself away from the other male, and moved back toward Yusuke.
Kurohi blinked his large eyes and shivered slightly. [Don't go, don't go, don't go! That's right stay there! No, wait...] He looked away and suppressed a sudden bout of hysterical laughter.
...Yep, no more lying to himself. He'd see Koenma later the next day... or tonight... They could settle things then.
Closing his eyes to regain his composure, he was oblivious to Koenma's gaze... and everyone else's.
"Okay, what just happened there?" the best ex-delinquent asked.
The carrot-top shrugged. "Beats the hell outta me."
"An' speakin' of beatin' the hell outta ya," continued the delinquent. "when we fight, that's all I've *been* doin'!"
"Oh, shut up, Urameshi!"
The redhead of the group chuckled, and the fire demon looked about as amused as the fox felt. Hiei smirked at the man with the pushed-in face. "Still haven't beaten him, baka?" he asked.
"No, he hasn't, Hiei!" laughed Yusuke, brushing his bangs to the sides of his forehead.
Koenma looked sly. "My turn..." he purred.
The non-demon paled and stammered, "Don't you DARE make me kiss a guy, okay?!! It-it was all Urameshi's idea!!"
"I wasn't planning on that. Kurohi?" he asked.
The boy held back a gasp of dread. "U-umm," He swallowed the lump in his throat. "y-yeah?"
"Truth or dare?"
The boy hesitated. "Truth."
"Tell us what kind of demon you are," simply stated the lord of the underworld.
The boy with a silver starburst that flopped against his head looked nervous. "D-dare, then."
"What, afraid of words?" he asked, near mirroring the boy's previous words although they were "reversed". He leaned forward.
"N-no..." he protested meekly.
"Then, why?"
"I... I can't say... If I do... you might... oh, fuck it, I'll answer." He gave them all a mixed expression of fear that they will reject him, pain that they might, and uncertainty of their reactions. His face contorted into all of this, then settled to anger for a second before setting itself firmly into that of firmness and resolve. "I am... a mix of... fire demon," Hiei looked up and raised an eyebrow. "youko," Kurama's eyes widened slightly. "human," Kuwabara looked as if he put two and two together at that mere statement. "and dragon."
The boy paused. "Some of it, I cannot elaborate, but then again, you didn't want me to, so I'll leave it at that, so ha." He waited a moment to let it all sink in. "Kuwabara, you seem to have figured something out. Mind telling us? It'll be the truth question I ask you." [I'm going easy on you. You'd better not complain. I could easily dare you to "propose" to Yusuke.]
"Since you're part human, is that why your irises are so huge?"
The boy grinned. "Yeah, yes, that's correct. I'm glad to hear that not all humans are dimwits."
Kuwabara liked this kid's praise. He was pretty cool after all!
"Okay, my turn! Urameshi! Truth or dare?"
"Kah! Dare!"
"Next time we fight I dare you to lose!"
"Oh forget it!" [My ego couldn't take that torment!] "Truth, damn it! There's no effin' way I'm gonna lose to you!"
"What do you think happened between Kurohi and Koenma?"
Both said boys paled slightly. Koenma sipped his sake pretty calmly and Kurohi looked out the window from his spot on the floor, limbs still quivering.
The window was a good yard away from the lad. Part of him felt like running away from it all by means of this window. The sun had nearly fled elsewhere, so maybe he could sneak out...
"Oh, I think Kurohi was enjoying it! I think I heard an odd noise coming from him!"
Said boy stiffened, but made no comment. His fists clenched in his lap. He *seriously* considered running away...
"What about Koenma?"
...but Koenma, without doing anything, kept him from running.
"Kuwa-baka! I don't know! He's so impossible to read on these terms! Hiei! Truth or dare?"
Hiei didn't want to have to do anything ridiculous. Nor did he want to fess up on anything, but, he still said, "Dare."
"I dare you... to dance and sing YMCA in your underwear!" [Wait... he doesn't wear underwear, does he?]
Hiei's eyes widened as large as saucers before one eyebrow raised itself while the other lowered itself into a scowl. He stood up and yelled down at the male, "Hell no!! Truth!" [I don't even know YMCA, and I don't care to try singin' it wearin' nothing! Especially in front of Kurama!!]
"Fine! Did you enjoy singing Eye To Eye with Kurama and Kuwabaka?"
"Hey!"
Hiei hesitated. "It was... fun." [Yes,] he remembered, [it had been fun. Though the first time I looked at the lyrics I silently thought the writer was insane. I had asked Kurama if I could run him (A/N: or her?) through with my katana.] He turned to the fox. "Kurama, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Why the hell have you been off in la-la land this past day and a half??!" he demanded, still standing up. He looked down at his fox. For a split second, he allowed curiosity to control his face.
Kurama hesitated, seemingly very uncomfortable with the idea, but he had seen that flicker of sincere curiosity and that sense of care in his eyes. His bright green orbs eyed the ruby-eyed demon. [Well, not only have I been reflecting on previous events I've been coming up with various ideas of seduction and foreplay, yeah that'll come out juuuussst fine.] He mentally rolled his eyes at the thought. [then Hiei'll run off way before the month is over!] "Hiei, I choose dare, instead."
"Fox, you are impossible... fine, I dare you... Well, this isn't much of a dare, but I dare you to fight Kurohi without using your youko form.
"Not only that, but this dare also goes for Kurohi as well. You will both fight in the backyard.
"Oh, and it probably would have been easier if you had stuck with truth. Now you HAVE to do the dare. Why? Because I said so."
Kurama and Kurohi stood up, and looked at each other skeptically. Large blue eyes met long-lashed, expressive green ones. Without a word, they proceeded silently out the back door.
End Day 2's Late Afternoon.
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This chapter ain't over! I have at least one more to close the second day! I'm thinkin' that Hiei will have a little too much sake next chapter... and then a few things might happen. I'm not totally sure, but I think the next chapter will center mostly around the fight. Ja ne and keep reviewing! Oh, and if you guys all want some of the truth or dares to continue, would you mind suggesting some? Me an' my brother are running out of ideas. (I don't do truth or dare often, and I really don't know many combinations)
The YMCA dare was my younger brother's idea!
shonen = boy/male
bi = pretty/beautiful
shojo = girl/female
koinu = puppy
Day Started 3/18/03, afternoon
Day Finished 3/19/03, EARLY afternoon
Revisions: 10/9/03 & 10/10/03, 5/31/03
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day 2b - Bachelor Party!
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, but I own Kurohi. This story is Yaoi! Male/Male relationships! Don't like it? Then leave.
"speaking" [thinking] {noise} ~~~~~~ POV change ****** beginning/ending of dreams ********* flashback beginning/endings
Yo, Scarby! As you requested, I've hurried with this cuz I've been running into inspiration, but I'm running slightly dry...
Anywho, this chapter's got a lotta humor, so I hope you're not eating or drinking!
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Here I stood on the treetop, hands shoved in the pockets of my jeans. If it were moonlight, my hair would be glistening in that light instead of the bright yellow of the orb that faded and came on a schedule. The setting sun soothes my mind, and I remember an adult form of Koenma telling me in his almost childish sounding voice, "I have been invited to Yusuke's bachelor party tonight. You may come if you like. After all, though your form is slightly feminine, you are, indeed, a boy, ne?"
"Kh," was my reply. I had glared slightly at him with big, deep blue eyes. "Do not push you luck with my temper, Koenma. I do not do well when people tell me I look like a girl..." I had paused, and added lightly, arms crossed against my chest, "unless you're not referring to an insulting version."
"Of course I wasn't insulting you, Kurohi!" he retorted. He sounded nervous, perhaps at my sudden change of tone. Or, was it just me? I didn't get it.
I snorted. "Hn. I hope not. I will attend; I will see you then, sir."
In a blur, I had left his office, which was, amazingly enough, clear of all paperwork today. Isn't that the strangest thing? Koenma, not, doing paperwork this morning! I usually see him at work all the time.
It is funny... how whenever I see Hiei-sama, we tend to get along well enough because our attitudes are so similar, but... it's... kinda strange... Always, we know what we will say before we say it. It's like... we're the same person...
Creepy. Very creepy.
And I don't like creepy feelings. They make me uncertain and afraid; a trait that is counted as weakness in any smart demon's vocabulary.
And Kurama-san? He reminds me of a female, then again, I also remind others of females. Twice this morning, I was mistaken for one... until I had deepened my voice and retorted harshly to those baka ningen.
My normal voice sounds like a maturing boy that still has his high vocal capabilities. I sound more like a human male when I'm angry, or don't care about something, or when I force my voice to sound male... instead of that half-female sound I make when I talk normally.
"Hn. Baka ningen..." I mutter. "can't tell between shonen or shojo."
"Not all ningen are baka."
I look down at my long-haired trainer. "Oh, Hiei-sama! Kurama-san! Kon'nichi wa!" I greeted vigorously. I jump down and land softly next to the almighty Jaganshi. "Hn, I was only referring to the few ningen that called me a shojo. Keh." I grinned slightly.
"Talk to Kurama about that," my red-eyed leader said with a little drawl. "He deals with that more than I ever had to - on occasion, he was called a bishojo. I, however, was never mistaken for a girl, but a child..." A small, evil grin spread across his face at a memory. "until I threatened them."
Kurama-san frowns and seems about ready to swat Hiei-sama upside the head, but he doesn't. He settles for folding his arms across his chest. "Hiei..." he warns gently.
Hiei-sama snorts and his presence changes, as well as the subject at hand. He looks up at the redhead through the corner of his eye just before he speaks. "Aren't we gonna be late?"
"Bachelor party at Yusuke's home, Hiei-sama?" I ask innocently enough. My little grin is gone.
"Wha... how do you know, Kurohi?" asks my trainer. He gazes at me with bright ruby eyes that do not phase me anymore.
"Saa," I began. "Koenma-sama told me. He said I could go, too. After all, I am a new Reikai Tantei," I reasoned. "Besides, it would be good for me to get to know all of you. Then I could, and would, work more efficiently with all of you," I said with my small grin returning.
"Well, Hiei, it sounds reasonable enough to me," contributes the great Youko with a gentle smile. Youkai would gag and retch if they ever knew just how much Youko Kurama has changed. "I have Yusuke's address; let's go, shall we?"
"Hai!" I reply eagerly. I wanna know everybody!
"Hn," concedes my sensei.
We made our way across many blocks, and soon came upon a brightly-lit house full of ... what was it?... rock music and laughter within. Kurama loudly knocked on the door, and an orange-haired man answered it. "Ah! Hi, Kurama an - UWAA! It's HIEI! Guys! Guys! Hiei's back! Hiei's back!" The big guy looked almost ready to faint.
"Wa..?! Hiei?" A black-haired, brown-eyed male shoved his way past the oaf, sending him flying somewhere across the room, landing with a loud thud.
The man is smiling. Neither of them had seen me. How odd of them, but I guess they missed the now slightly taller fire demon, who's height was now just under my own. "Hiei! So glad to see you!" His face fell a little. "You left on such short notice, though..."
They gotta be on equal terms, or else they would be callin' him "Hiei- sama," like I do. That does make sense. They're talking like good friends, so they must be the original Reikai Tantei. This one... brown eyes and black hair... This one's the boy called Yusuke, I believe.
"Hmph. Be grateful I even notified you at all *before* I left," said Hiei- sama curtly.
Yusuke-kun seems to let it slide, perking up again. I unmasked some of my ki and I think it whacked him in the face with the force of a Rei Gan. His gaze darted to my form, which was a few inches higher than Hiei. "Oi, gomen ne I didn't see ya there. You're...?"
"A new Reikai Tantei, hired by me, of course," answered a calm voice behind Yusuke-kun before I could answer. It was Koenma-sama... holding a wineglass of sake in his left hand.
Whoa, Koenma-sama isn't dressed formally at all!! Well, I'll be damned... I think I'm drooling.
"His name is Kurohi," he says in his silky, beautiful voice.
Damn it... my face has gotten very, very hot... I think I just might go crazy if Koenma-sama ain't careful...
"He tells me he cannot remember his last name, and he gets very touchy if you ask about it. Am I right?" he asks me.
I yanked my full gaze from his gold eyes and turned it into a sideways observation from the tips of his medium brown hair to his full lips glossed with sake... Oh, Kami... I swallow my drool. "H-hai, Koenma-sama," I reply a little huskily. Damn it Kurohi, get your head outta the gutter! You're a kid of seventeen years and he's a god that's still second-in-command of the spirit world and he's lived longer than you have so these things NEVER work out! You're not even eternal, baka!
Besides, he's not THAT hot...
......Urgh, I hate lying blindly to myself. I've known Koenma-sama a little longer than I knew Hiei... though at the time, we were at unfriendly terms.
"Okay! Since you decided to show up, come in! Come in!" ushered Yusuke-kun. I just realized he held a bottle of sake in his right hand. He wore a green, button-down shirt that was done up except for the first five buttons. He wore dark blue slacks and was barefoot. His hair was slicked back and some of the strands stuck up while some of his bangs dangled near his eyes.
I eye the other occupants. The large orange-haired man was sitting on the couch eating popcorn. He wore all blue - a short-sleeved shirt and jeans was watching some sort of action movie.
Hellooo...
Hiding a smirk behind a blank wall, I saunter over to the oaf. "Em, Kuwabara-kun, ne?" I asked politely. I'm pretty sure this one's Kuwabara.
"Yeah," he replies calmly, gaze flicking to mine before going back to the TV.
"Lemme have somma that an' move o'er," I demand, enhancing my deeper tones.
He looks up and glares at me. "Make me!"
"You asked fer it!" Grabbing the human's forearm, I leaned back to pull him with me, and flung him to the floor near the couch. I stared at him in sheer boredom.
He stood up and growled at me. "You'll pay for that!" He tried to punch me... and I stepped gently to the side, onto the top of the couch, sending him crashing to the floor. I smirked as he fell.
THAT was fun! Try and hit me again, Kuwabara!
"Looks like we got another Hiei... only he's not short," I heard Yusuke-kun say.
"Hn!" replied Hiei-sama, scowling at his leader. I know this because Koenma- sama told me that Yusuke was the ringleader of this little group.
Kuwabara-kun slowly got to his feet as I took his spot on the couch, already imprinted some by his heavy weight. Hiei-sama laughed.
The big oaf drew his fist again, but Hiei-sama interrupted, "You can't touch Kurohi, Kuwabara. He was trained under me, and is now an A-Class Demon."
"Wha?!"
I smirked up at him. "Frightened, ningen? Yeah, Hiei-sama taught me what I know for many years. Stepping gently to the side was one of those things that came naturally to me." I stuck my tongue out at him and blew raspberry.
"Hiei, besides what he just did, you sure did a good job teaching him to act like you," commented the leader before sipping more sake.
"Hn," Hiei-sama replied to the ex-delinquent, who-was-*the*-toughest-in- Sarayashiki-Junior-High. "I never taught him to act like me. He already had acted like me the day I met him. He was cold and calculating. When we fought, he'd sometimes toy with me, and at other times he would just go for his would-be victory quickly."
"Yeah!" I piped in. "An' Hiei-sama's hair was shorter then! It looked like one of the black flames he launched at me sometimes! Then he grew it out for a couple years." I now had my foot on Kuwabara's face. I laughed and popped some more pieces of popcorn in my mouth and continued to hold the second-best-fighter-in-Sarayashiki-Junior-High down with my foot. Actually, no, the front of my foot. "But you guys are adults and I'm not. According to ningen rules, I can't drink... yet."
"You're A-Class Demon," the ex-flame-haired youkai said in exasperation. "We have high resistance to illness. Drink all you want."
"No thanks, Hiei-sama, but I'd like to stay sober," I reply. I want to remember all this fun! "I think I'll grab some cola..." ...and then I'll go hyper with all the sugar... "once I'm done with this big oaf."
"Kurohi, I would hate to break your fun but wouldn't it be even more fun to play some... games?" asks Yusuke-kun.
I immediately drop Kazuma Kuwabara and grin evilly. "What **kind** of games?" I ask just as evilly.
"Ooh! Truth Or Dare! Truth Or Dare!" piped Kuwabara-kun. I swat him on the back of his head, causing his oval-shaped head to fly forward with the impact.
"Don't hit him too hard, Kurohi. He's my brother-in-law," dryly says Hiei- sama.
I look up, but make no comment. I nod in silence and place the popcorn bowl aside, onto a coffee table.
"Oh, and since these are good friends of mine, you don't need to hide your tail."
"TAIL?!!" the others pipe... well, except for Koenma-sama. He just sips absently at his sake while he sits on a cushiony chair, feet propped up on the table in front of him. He eyes me with one open, sexy eye, while the other one is closed.
My heart rate speeds up despite my attempts to control it.
...He's hot, wait, did I just think that?! Head outta the gutter, Kurohi! ......again. "Yeah, I have a tail," I murmur, letting it slide through the small hole in my pants. I cover it by wearing shirts a little too large for my form. It is orange and striped, much like a tiger's. There's only one stripe near the end, and two blobs of black at both the base and tip. "But don't let this extension of myself disturb any of you," I say quietly. "Onegai..."
"Don't fret at all," replies the green-eyed beauty. "After all, the only human one is Kuwabara."
This bit of encouragement from Kurama-san perks me up. "Okay... let's play that game, shall we?" I pop my fists one at a time. "Truth Or Dare, huh? C'mon, let's play!!"
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Lit by only the dimmed light in the middle of Yusuke's living room, the six men sat in a lopsided circle. Yusuke sat at the head of this, with Kuwabara and Koenma to his left. To his right sat Kurama, Hiei and Kurohi, in that order. Everyone save Kurohi now had sake.
Hiei got the bottle (A/N: Oh, no... people, I wonder what would happen if he got really, really drunk?); Kurohi got the remains of the two-liter Pepsi jug, and was now attempting to NOT bounce around the room in a sugar- induced rush hyperness.
"Yusuke should go first," suggested Kurohi, who sat on his legs; his tail was tucked alongside his thighs. It twitched excitedly every half-second, courtesy of the Pepsi. "It is HIS party, after all. No matter how eager I am." [To do the dares...] he added silently.
"Sure! Koenma! Truth or dare?"
Koenma blinked once. "Hmm... Dare."
"Okay... I dare you to..." He looked around the room, and saw Kurohi retracting a glance from the teenage god of death. "...kiss Kurohi!"
Both males paled a LOT.
"WHAT?!" Koenma.
"N-N-NANI?!" Kurohi.
Kurohi's face contorted into a look of pure misery and a large blush spreading across his face. Koenma, however, looked almost unfazed.
"Never mind then. Truth."
"Hn, are you a coward, Koenma?" asked Kurohi softly. He couldn't believe his own ears. "The dare itself hurts no one, so nothing should happen." [Nothing should happen... nothing should happen... nothing should happen...] He repeated that mantra in his head, as if it would come true.
"Okay, okay, I'll do the dare."
He scooted forward to the almost impish-like demon. The god of death could feel the boy's every soft breath against his face. Kurohi had cast his eyes downward as the sudden feeling of vulnerability washed over his body. He stared blankly at his hands clasped in his lap, and felt his chin being lifted by three fingers.
Slowly, he obeyed, and also observing the one-fourth-opened, light-violet shirt. [Hn, you're a baka koinu, you know that?] a voice deeper than his own taunted silently at how he was behaving. Kurohi shoved that disgusting message out of his mind and concentrated not at the task at hand, but at controlling his growing arousal.
Koenma's calm breaths hit his face in slow, warm waves, making him shudder. He suppressed it best he could, and forced himself to stare into those golden, sun-kissed irises.
[I... am... so... dead...] was Kurohi's coherent thought before the god's lips met his in a gentle fashion. He tasted of the sake he drank and his own unique flavor mixed into a combination he would never be able to describe. A soft rumble escaped his chest, and he heard Koenma chuckle slightly in his throat.
Wait, that rumble... Kurohi had heard it before...
...He was *purring*. It was a very, very soft noise, almost inaudible, tickling the inside of his chest. All too quickly, Koenma pulled himself away from the other male, and moved back toward Yusuke.
Kurohi blinked his large eyes and shivered slightly. [Don't go, don't go, don't go! That's right stay there! No, wait...] He looked away and suppressed a sudden bout of hysterical laughter.
...Yep, no more lying to himself. He'd see Koenma later the next day... or tonight... They could settle things then.
Closing his eyes to regain his composure, he was oblivious to Koenma's gaze... and everyone else's.
"Okay, what just happened there?" the best ex-delinquent asked.
The carrot-top shrugged. "Beats the hell outta me."
"An' speakin' of beatin' the hell outta ya," continued the delinquent. "when we fight, that's all I've *been* doin'!"
"Oh, shut up, Urameshi!"
The redhead of the group chuckled, and the fire demon looked about as amused as the fox felt. Hiei smirked at the man with the pushed-in face. "Still haven't beaten him, baka?" he asked.
"No, he hasn't, Hiei!" laughed Yusuke, brushing his bangs to the sides of his forehead.
Koenma looked sly. "My turn..." he purred.
The non-demon paled and stammered, "Don't you DARE make me kiss a guy, okay?!! It-it was all Urameshi's idea!!"
"I wasn't planning on that. Kurohi?" he asked.
The boy held back a gasp of dread. "U-umm," He swallowed the lump in his throat. "y-yeah?"
"Truth or dare?"
The boy hesitated. "Truth."
"Tell us what kind of demon you are," simply stated the lord of the underworld.
The boy with a silver starburst that flopped against his head looked nervous. "D-dare, then."
"What, afraid of words?" he asked, near mirroring the boy's previous words although they were "reversed". He leaned forward.
"N-no..." he protested meekly.
"Then, why?"
"I... I can't say... If I do... you might... oh, fuck it, I'll answer." He gave them all a mixed expression of fear that they will reject him, pain that they might, and uncertainty of their reactions. His face contorted into all of this, then settled to anger for a second before setting itself firmly into that of firmness and resolve. "I am... a mix of... fire demon," Hiei looked up and raised an eyebrow. "youko," Kurama's eyes widened slightly. "human," Kuwabara looked as if he put two and two together at that mere statement. "and dragon."
The boy paused. "Some of it, I cannot elaborate, but then again, you didn't want me to, so I'll leave it at that, so ha." He waited a moment to let it all sink in. "Kuwabara, you seem to have figured something out. Mind telling us? It'll be the truth question I ask you." [I'm going easy on you. You'd better not complain. I could easily dare you to "propose" to Yusuke.]
"Since you're part human, is that why your irises are so huge?"
The boy grinned. "Yeah, yes, that's correct. I'm glad to hear that not all humans are dimwits."
Kuwabara liked this kid's praise. He was pretty cool after all!
"Okay, my turn! Urameshi! Truth or dare?"
"Kah! Dare!"
"Next time we fight I dare you to lose!"
"Oh forget it!" [My ego couldn't take that torment!] "Truth, damn it! There's no effin' way I'm gonna lose to you!"
"What do you think happened between Kurohi and Koenma?"
Both said boys paled slightly. Koenma sipped his sake pretty calmly and Kurohi looked out the window from his spot on the floor, limbs still quivering.
The window was a good yard away from the lad. Part of him felt like running away from it all by means of this window. The sun had nearly fled elsewhere, so maybe he could sneak out...
"Oh, I think Kurohi was enjoying it! I think I heard an odd noise coming from him!"
Said boy stiffened, but made no comment. His fists clenched in his lap. He *seriously* considered running away...
"What about Koenma?"
...but Koenma, without doing anything, kept him from running.
"Kuwa-baka! I don't know! He's so impossible to read on these terms! Hiei! Truth or dare?"
Hiei didn't want to have to do anything ridiculous. Nor did he want to fess up on anything, but, he still said, "Dare."
"I dare you... to dance and sing YMCA in your underwear!" [Wait... he doesn't wear underwear, does he?]
Hiei's eyes widened as large as saucers before one eyebrow raised itself while the other lowered itself into a scowl. He stood up and yelled down at the male, "Hell no!! Truth!" [I don't even know YMCA, and I don't care to try singin' it wearin' nothing! Especially in front of Kurama!!]
"Fine! Did you enjoy singing Eye To Eye with Kurama and Kuwabaka?"
"Hey!"
Hiei hesitated. "It was... fun." [Yes,] he remembered, [it had been fun. Though the first time I looked at the lyrics I silently thought the writer was insane. I had asked Kurama if I could run him (A/N: or her?) through with my katana.] He turned to the fox. "Kurama, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Why the hell have you been off in la-la land this past day and a half??!" he demanded, still standing up. He looked down at his fox. For a split second, he allowed curiosity to control his face.
Kurama hesitated, seemingly very uncomfortable with the idea, but he had seen that flicker of sincere curiosity and that sense of care in his eyes. His bright green orbs eyed the ruby-eyed demon. [Well, not only have I been reflecting on previous events I've been coming up with various ideas of seduction and foreplay, yeah that'll come out juuuussst fine.] He mentally rolled his eyes at the thought. [then Hiei'll run off way before the month is over!] "Hiei, I choose dare, instead."
"Fox, you are impossible... fine, I dare you... Well, this isn't much of a dare, but I dare you to fight Kurohi without using your youko form.
"Not only that, but this dare also goes for Kurohi as well. You will both fight in the backyard.
"Oh, and it probably would have been easier if you had stuck with truth. Now you HAVE to do the dare. Why? Because I said so."
Kurama and Kurohi stood up, and looked at each other skeptically. Large blue eyes met long-lashed, expressive green ones. Without a word, they proceeded silently out the back door.
End Day 2's Late Afternoon.
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This chapter ain't over! I have at least one more to close the second day! I'm thinkin' that Hiei will have a little too much sake next chapter... and then a few things might happen. I'm not totally sure, but I think the next chapter will center mostly around the fight. Ja ne and keep reviewing! Oh, and if you guys all want some of the truth or dares to continue, would you mind suggesting some? Me an' my brother are running out of ideas. (I don't do truth or dare often, and I really don't know many combinations)
The YMCA dare was my younger brother's idea!
shonen = boy/male
bi = pretty/beautiful
shojo = girl/female
koinu = puppy
Day Started 3/18/03, afternoon
Day Finished 3/19/03, EARLY afternoon
Revisions: 10/9/03 & 10/10/03, 5/31/03