10 Years of Waiting
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day 15 - Double Dragon, Sons of the God
Ramen - Glad you like it so much.
JinE4 - One vote per author. However, I will accept two votes if you think both ways. (Yuri & Straight) You wanted to vote twice to boost the ratings of Botan being a guy, right? Well, I see the Hiei and Kurama relationship like this: Hiei has never been loved in his life. Kurama has had a lover or two, but they're dead. Did you notice all the looks Kurama gives Hiei in the series? Also, in Yu*Yu*Hakusho The Movie: Poltergeist Report, Hiei wants to do a Dark Ki move (I think Youki move (Youkai + Ki = Youki... I think. Example: Hiei has Youki, Youko Kurama has Youki, and Kuwabara has Reiki) on this guy called Yakumo, and Kurama shouts, shooting his arm in front of the demon, "No, Hiei! You'll die!" Hiei, growling, extinguishes the flame. Also, Kurama is the only one Hiei trusts to tie that ward to his right arm, AND Kurama's touch is the only kind of touch he tolerates. Everyone else: "Hands off or I'll cut or burn it (the intruding limb) off! What do you pick?!" Anyway, to think my first Yaoi fanfic was Cloud and Vincent (Final Fantasy VII). It was a lemon. Ha ha. To think - my first yaoi fic a lemon fic, too! Thank god my parents came in AFTER I closed the window, but I wanted to read it again, and couldn't find it for many months! It's called "Recovery". Tifa dies.
Since I appreciate everyone's support I'll probably do a sequel to this, as I love writing fanfiction like this. You know, really long novel ones! This is my LONGEST and MOST SUCCESSFUL Yu*Yu*Hakusho fanfic yet! Before this one, my longest fanfic was only 2 chapters long, and I'm still working on the third (though, it's pretty dead as it is...)
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I sighed softly, reclining in my throne. I felt drained. No way I could deal with my Tsuki Ryu creature of a brother tonight. Come to think of it, he isn't even my brother. Not really, anyway.
Those damn Tsuki Ryu... We beginning species, Ryu Youkai, should be the only ones of dragons to exist! After all, WE were the first to come here. Not Dino Youkai, and CERTAINLY NOT Tsuki Ryu!
...Then why the fuck do Dino Youkai have wings......?
WE control dragons! WE own them! WE are supposed to be the only ones to even consider the concept of dragons! Those Tsuki Ryu and Ryu Youkai took OUR idea! Such bastards, they are!
'Settle down,' offered my dragon. 'Just get some sleep tonight. Forget these troublesome thoughts. I doubt you want to doubt your plans.'
I could sense my dragon smiling slightly. I'm just surprised that my dragon can use the same verb twice in one sentence effectively. He's rather stupid... for a dragon.
'I can read your mind, you know.'
Even I know that. But does that stop me? Nooooo~. Heh heh heh.
'Baka.'
Again, I'm surprised you even know the meaning of that.
'Nani??! Yaro!!'
I'm the bastard now? Nah, my dragon's just stupid.
'If I had a physical body, I'd wring your neck!'
He doesn't have any hands to wring my neck WITH. HA! I chuckle aloud.
'Maybe not, but I have a long body.'
Was he "adding" something else to that?
'Peh! I'm not even gonna bother! G'night!'
Hoo-boy, now I'm left to myself. I decide to stride slowly to my chambers for rest. I don't even spare a glance at the stone walls and lace- like stuff that adorns the upper areas.
But, before I can get there, I have taken another turn and have ended up in the stasis chambers' room. I am standing before my brother.
His gelled hair has come apart. The spikes no longer exist in their thick glory and have yielded a downward rush of brown and silver hair that reaches just past his shoulders. His bangs are now streaked with the shiny gray star's hairs. His tail lays, resting, just behind his legs. His head is bowed; he is limp.
No shit. He's in stasis, just the way I wanted him for tonight.
My eyes look closely at him for a moment before I see the pendant that was lain on a nearby table. I neither pulses nor flickers. Striding over there, I pick it up, noting its raging warmth, seeping into my skin and right to the bone.
Nothing really seems all that interesting about a piece of jewelry.
My mind goes back to the day he told me about it, though I was trying not to listen to my brother's babbling, I remember it all pretty clearly. It was also the first day he came to be my brother, when he was banished from those Tsuki Ryu. Probably because he, Kurohi, is my half-brother. I'm not lying when I say this. My father's name is Majari, and so is his...
***Flashback***
"So," Kurohi uttered, frowning slightly. "...Shirokoori, you're my brother now? How old are you?"
The dark brown-haired one flicked one blue eye up to meet his new brother's gaze. "Which standards? Actual years or appearance?"
"Actual years."
"Forty."
"Damn, man! You're older than me by double!"
"Hmph. So?"
"So..." uttered the younger one. He fell strangely silent and started to turn away. A hand on his arm halted him, and his older half-brother pointed at the pendant tied around the boy's neck by a string of gold.
"What's that?"
"I don't know."
"How'd you get it?"
"I got a head injury and the blood formed the stone. I carved the dragon."
Shirokoori grasped it and gave it a squeeze, unaware of the boy's flinching and soft gasp. "So warm..."
"D-don't do that again."
"Why not?" asked the older one, squeezing it again, only this time, even more roughly. His new brother was brought to his knees with a soft cry. He looked up.
"O-oniisan... yameru... kudasai..." he asked between pants. "...onegai..."
"Nah, I wanna keep this up."
"...Nani...?!" he gasped again, closing his eyes. It felt his heart was being squeezed to death from inside his own body... Strangely enough, the force used didn't make him hurt, as in furious pain, but definitely made him want to stop the act because it was close to pain.
The torture continued for a long while, until the boy passed out.
'That was no fun... oh well. I'll do it again when he wakes up. Heh heh heh.'
***End Flashback***
I blinked at the stone. Actually, hurting the god would be a lot more fun if I did what I had done to Kurohi so long ago right in front of that idiot's gold eyes.
I smirk. Yes, that'd be a LOT more fun. Hmmm... Should I make him naked or not?
That thought in mind, I return to my chambers. I come to a conclusion before I drift to sleep.
My conclusion is...
End Day 15
Cliffie..!
Hey, I know a possible sequel! Yu*Yu*Hakusho The Movie: Poltergeist Report! I'll add Kurohi! Family reunion! ^_^
Okay, my writer's block ain't so bad now. It's still there, so that's why this chapter is really short.
I know what Shirokoori is going to do to little Kurohi. (they're rivaling brothers of the same father, explained in a fanfic of Kurohi's past I'm working on. Shall I put up the first chapter in this story, or add a new title...?)
The votes stand like this:
Botan as Guy: 5
Botan as Girl: 3
Heheh. You like Botan as a guy, huh?
R&R!
Started 5/27/03, 4:17PM; Finished 6/2/03, 2:48PM
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day 15 - Double Dragon, Sons of the God
Ramen - Glad you like it so much.
JinE4 - One vote per author. However, I will accept two votes if you think both ways. (Yuri & Straight) You wanted to vote twice to boost the ratings of Botan being a guy, right? Well, I see the Hiei and Kurama relationship like this: Hiei has never been loved in his life. Kurama has had a lover or two, but they're dead. Did you notice all the looks Kurama gives Hiei in the series? Also, in Yu*Yu*Hakusho The Movie: Poltergeist Report, Hiei wants to do a Dark Ki move (I think Youki move (Youkai + Ki = Youki... I think. Example: Hiei has Youki, Youko Kurama has Youki, and Kuwabara has Reiki) on this guy called Yakumo, and Kurama shouts, shooting his arm in front of the demon, "No, Hiei! You'll die!" Hiei, growling, extinguishes the flame. Also, Kurama is the only one Hiei trusts to tie that ward to his right arm, AND Kurama's touch is the only kind of touch he tolerates. Everyone else: "Hands off or I'll cut or burn it (the intruding limb) off! What do you pick?!" Anyway, to think my first Yaoi fanfic was Cloud and Vincent (Final Fantasy VII). It was a lemon. Ha ha. To think - my first yaoi fic a lemon fic, too! Thank god my parents came in AFTER I closed the window, but I wanted to read it again, and couldn't find it for many months! It's called "Recovery". Tifa dies.
Since I appreciate everyone's support I'll probably do a sequel to this, as I love writing fanfiction like this. You know, really long novel ones! This is my LONGEST and MOST SUCCESSFUL Yu*Yu*Hakusho fanfic yet! Before this one, my longest fanfic was only 2 chapters long, and I'm still working on the third (though, it's pretty dead as it is...)
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I sighed softly, reclining in my throne. I felt drained. No way I could deal with my Tsuki Ryu creature of a brother tonight. Come to think of it, he isn't even my brother. Not really, anyway.
Those damn Tsuki Ryu... We beginning species, Ryu Youkai, should be the only ones of dragons to exist! After all, WE were the first to come here. Not Dino Youkai, and CERTAINLY NOT Tsuki Ryu!
...Then why the fuck do Dino Youkai have wings......?
WE control dragons! WE own them! WE are supposed to be the only ones to even consider the concept of dragons! Those Tsuki Ryu and Ryu Youkai took OUR idea! Such bastards, they are!
'Settle down,' offered my dragon. 'Just get some sleep tonight. Forget these troublesome thoughts. I doubt you want to doubt your plans.'
I could sense my dragon smiling slightly. I'm just surprised that my dragon can use the same verb twice in one sentence effectively. He's rather stupid... for a dragon.
'I can read your mind, you know.'
Even I know that. But does that stop me? Nooooo~. Heh heh heh.
'Baka.'
Again, I'm surprised you even know the meaning of that.
'Nani??! Yaro!!'
I'm the bastard now? Nah, my dragon's just stupid.
'If I had a physical body, I'd wring your neck!'
He doesn't have any hands to wring my neck WITH. HA! I chuckle aloud.
'Maybe not, but I have a long body.'
Was he "adding" something else to that?
'Peh! I'm not even gonna bother! G'night!'
Hoo-boy, now I'm left to myself. I decide to stride slowly to my chambers for rest. I don't even spare a glance at the stone walls and lace- like stuff that adorns the upper areas.
But, before I can get there, I have taken another turn and have ended up in the stasis chambers' room. I am standing before my brother.
His gelled hair has come apart. The spikes no longer exist in their thick glory and have yielded a downward rush of brown and silver hair that reaches just past his shoulders. His bangs are now streaked with the shiny gray star's hairs. His tail lays, resting, just behind his legs. His head is bowed; he is limp.
No shit. He's in stasis, just the way I wanted him for tonight.
My eyes look closely at him for a moment before I see the pendant that was lain on a nearby table. I neither pulses nor flickers. Striding over there, I pick it up, noting its raging warmth, seeping into my skin and right to the bone.
Nothing really seems all that interesting about a piece of jewelry.
My mind goes back to the day he told me about it, though I was trying not to listen to my brother's babbling, I remember it all pretty clearly. It was also the first day he came to be my brother, when he was banished from those Tsuki Ryu. Probably because he, Kurohi, is my half-brother. I'm not lying when I say this. My father's name is Majari, and so is his...
***Flashback***
"So," Kurohi uttered, frowning slightly. "...Shirokoori, you're my brother now? How old are you?"
The dark brown-haired one flicked one blue eye up to meet his new brother's gaze. "Which standards? Actual years or appearance?"
"Actual years."
"Forty."
"Damn, man! You're older than me by double!"
"Hmph. So?"
"So..." uttered the younger one. He fell strangely silent and started to turn away. A hand on his arm halted him, and his older half-brother pointed at the pendant tied around the boy's neck by a string of gold.
"What's that?"
"I don't know."
"How'd you get it?"
"I got a head injury and the blood formed the stone. I carved the dragon."
Shirokoori grasped it and gave it a squeeze, unaware of the boy's flinching and soft gasp. "So warm..."
"D-don't do that again."
"Why not?" asked the older one, squeezing it again, only this time, even more roughly. His new brother was brought to his knees with a soft cry. He looked up.
"O-oniisan... yameru... kudasai..." he asked between pants. "...onegai..."
"Nah, I wanna keep this up."
"...Nani...?!" he gasped again, closing his eyes. It felt his heart was being squeezed to death from inside his own body... Strangely enough, the force used didn't make him hurt, as in furious pain, but definitely made him want to stop the act because it was close to pain.
The torture continued for a long while, until the boy passed out.
'That was no fun... oh well. I'll do it again when he wakes up. Heh heh heh.'
***End Flashback***
I blinked at the stone. Actually, hurting the god would be a lot more fun if I did what I had done to Kurohi so long ago right in front of that idiot's gold eyes.
I smirk. Yes, that'd be a LOT more fun. Hmmm... Should I make him naked or not?
That thought in mind, I return to my chambers. I come to a conclusion before I drift to sleep.
My conclusion is...
End Day 15
Cliffie..!
Hey, I know a possible sequel! Yu*Yu*Hakusho The Movie: Poltergeist Report! I'll add Kurohi! Family reunion! ^_^
Okay, my writer's block ain't so bad now. It's still there, so that's why this chapter is really short.
I know what Shirokoori is going to do to little Kurohi. (they're rivaling brothers of the same father, explained in a fanfic of Kurohi's past I'm working on. Shall I put up the first chapter in this story, or add a new title...?)
The votes stand like this:
Botan as Guy: 5
Botan as Girl: 3
Heheh. You like Botan as a guy, huh?
R&R!
Started 5/27/03, 4:17PM; Finished 6/2/03, 2:48PM