The Inner Workings of Hiei: Master of the Third Eye
A Yu Yu Hakusho Fanfiction by SpookyChild
Author's Notes:
Disclaimer: No.
Summary: A series of ridiculously short episodes in which Hiei examines his pathetic obsession with Kurama.
Episode Two:
The Affair
I pressed my face into the window, sighing exasperatedly.
There it was. The fur coat. The fox fur coat. I had been coming to this store for six months, ever since they put it up, and have stared at it for hours, until one of the workers would come and shoo me away. And today was no different.
Except for one thing; I was going to go into the store.
I stepped in, hearing the tinkling of the bell as I opened the door. The store clerk barely paid me any attention, merely glancing at me before going back to his magazine. The boutique was fairly small, probably only a hundred square feet, and I had no trouble finding the coat.
I almost squealed with happiness. It was so freaking pretty, and it was all soft and nice. It felt like Kurama's hair. I ran my hands over it a few more times before casting a sneaky glance behind my shoulder. The cashier man was still reading his magazine, and a nearby saleswoman was talking an over-weight woman into buying a yellow dress.
I gently lifted the coat off the hanger and smelled it. Ah, it was all scent-y and nice. And it kind of smelled like Kurama, if I closed my eyes real hard and thought about what Kurama smelled like, and replaced that smell with what the coat smelled like.
And then I hugged the coat to me.
I sighed and dropped to the floor, giggling and rolling around. The coat was all soft and stuff; kind of like what Kurama would probably feel like if he was still in Fox mode. I hummed to myself and pressed my face into it.
"Um, sir?" The saleswoman was standing over me, but I didn't pay attention to her. I was mixed up in my coat fantasies. "Er…" She reached down and picked the coat up; me still all clingy. She raised an eyebrow and turned to the man at the cash register.
"Fred? Yeah, call the manager. He's back."
So, I was thrown out. But I was still so happy, lying on the ground outside the boutique, hugging myself and smiling like an idiot. The people on the sidewalk cast worried glances at me, stepping over me on their way to wherever the heck they were going.
Oh well. Don't care. Until my familiar, redheaded Lust Bunny peered over at me.
"Hiei? Are you okay?"
I froze for a moment before slowly getting up, brushing off my pants. I gazed at Kurama mildly.
"…I am." I said, before turning around and running away, pushing people out of my way. I didn't stop running for two hours, and I ended up spending the night with an elderly woman who insisted on calling me 'Todder' and kept feeding me dried figs.
I went back to the store the next day. It was gone.
"Aw, crap."
Inevitably, my love affair with the coat had to end.
End
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-SC
