Himizu-chan: Well, I was going to apoligize for not responding to my reviewers from chapter 5 since I was in a hurry to post this chapter, but the only person who reviewed that chapter was wonderingprophet and she's always bugging me to update, so she doesn't deserve an apology. :) Yeah, my responses.
wonderingprophet: A. I'll update when I feel like it and you can't tell me when to do it, B. I'm almost always high on Mountain Dew and you know it, and C. if you really think about it, Ryouko's room was really ugly. But you don't think, do you:)
wonderingprophet: (Chapter 6) Ok, I'll give you the part about me being high, but I will not set my standard to one review! Even if that's what I did last year, it was only because I got tired of waiting for more. And if Hiei killed me, who would finish the story, hm?
Time and Fate: Huzzah! Somebody besides wonderingprophet! Anywho, as you should already know, I loved your ficcy. Thanks for reviewing.
And for my other readers, if you want me to read your fics, just ask. I will not read yoai, yuri, or shonen-ai becuase I find it offensive and senseless. If it's not yoai, yuri, or shonen-ai, then I will read it. All you have to do is ask.
But enough of my babbling. Let's start the fic!
Chapter 7
Kitsune was now staring at Kurama dreamily, and sketching something on a piece of paper. Ryouko and Himizu peeped over her shoulder. It was a picture of Kurama on a noble, white horse, desperately searching for his beloved, kidnapped princess…
Ryouko stared with huge eyes. "HEY, HOW DID ALL THIS MUSHY-GUSHY CRAP GET INTO THIS FANART! AND WHY DOES THE PRINCESS RESEMBLE YOU, KITSUNE…(glares at Kitsune, who has a very dreamy look on her face) Princesses should be pretty, especially when they have such gorgeous knights, like Kurama."
Kitsune, who now had starry eyes, blinked joyously. "Well, isn't it obvious! Kurama, in dreamy armor on a white horse! That is every girl's dream hottie!"
Ryouko gulped. "-.-;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Well, you can be sure it ain't my dream hottie. I like them simple, no da…"
Himizu was now staring nervously in all directions. "Can we just continue with writing fics for crying out loud? We don't want Kurama to hear this conversation, you know…"
Kurama spoke up, scaring the wits out of Himizu. "Well, that's too bad, because I already heard. By the way, I hope I look good in shining armor…"
Kitsune tried to get out of barrier to glomp Kurama. "YOU'LL LOOK WONDERFUL ALWAYS! I LOVE YOU!"
Kurama sweat dropped. "Yes Kitsune, I really like you too…"
Kuwabara smirked triumphantly. "I should have known, freaks belong with freaks…"
Ryouko was now very annoyed. "Geeze Kurama, you don't have to be so kind, Kitsune can handle any insult (except from a hottie)."
"What do you expect?" asked Botan. "He's only human."
"NO, HE'S NOT HUMAN!" Kuwabara yelled.
Ryouko ignored them. "By the way, (turns to Himizu) how come you're so paranoid now, huh?"
Himizu twitched and fidgeted some more.
Kitsune stared at Himizu. "Himizu, stop twitching! What's the matter with you?"
Himizu gave a particularly violent twitch. "I can't help it! It's that crazy fire demon!"
Kitsune sweat dropped. "He's just sitting there…"
Himizu nodded. "EXACTLY!"
Hiei rolled his eyes. "Oh give it a rest, you paranoid nutcase. As strange as it may sound, I am not planning your death."
"JUST BECAUSE I'M PARANOID DOESN'T MEAN YOU AREN'T WATCHING ME!" she yelled and glared fiercely at Hiei's Jagon.
Kuwabara snickered. "Who knows what that midget could be looking at with that freaky thing of his."
Yukina stared innocently. "Like what?"
Kuwabara flushed. "Nothing tulip." He coughed while saying "porn", but Hiei caught it.
Hiei, who was really ticked, yelled, "WHAT DO YOU THINK, YOU SICK FREAK, THAT I LIKE WATCHING NAKED WOMEN LIKE YOU!"
Kuwabara grinned. "No, but I think you're satisfied with Ryouko."
Ryouko got out of the barrier and glared at Kuwabara while raising her katana. "WOULD YOU RATHER BE CUT IN HALF OR TORTURED UNTIL YOU DIE! I CAN EASILY PICK, NO DA!"
Himizu flinched. "Whoa, she's worse than Hiei!"
Kitsune shrugged. "Maybe, but I think you and Hiei are much more sadistic."
Himizu was very pissed. "ME? SADISTIC!"
Kitsune nodded. "Of course, you crazy person who loves watching people get beat up!"
Himizu looked blank. "And how does that make me sadistic?"
Kitsune sighed, praying for patience. "You find it fascinating when people beat the crap out of each other, when blood and guts and teeth are everywhere, and when people are on fire."
Ryouko turned to the two arguing girls. "And don't forget when purple blood falls everywhere! (Turns back to Kuwabara) ANSWER ALREADY!"
Kitsune looked up. "Oh, right." The extremely pissed Himizu opened her mouth to protest, but Kitsune held up her hand. "Shut-up, Kuwabara's about to tell Ryouko how he wants to be killed."
Kuwabara, looking very frightened, stammered, "Well, I'd rather be cut in half but…PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!"
Ryouko raised her katana to strike when a black blur ran in front of her, blocking Kuwabara.
Hiei yelled out, "NO!" Everyone stared at him. Suddenly, an evil grin appeared on his face. "I want to do it."
Ryouko scowled. "Well, you can't! HE'S MINE!"
"MINE!" Hiei retorted.
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
Both their voices were about 50 octaves higher than normal and veins could be seen standing out of their necks. Kitsune finally decided to step in.
"People, please, for the sake of our fics, we need Kuwabara."
"For the sake of this argument, we do not," Ryouko replied. "Now move, Hiei, so that I can kill him."
"For the last time, HE IS MINE WOMAN!" Hiei bellowed.
"HE'S MINE!" Ryouko argued.
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
Ryouko pulled out a baseball bat and tried to hit Hiei with it, but he jumped on it. Ryouko swung the bat upwards, causing Hiei to fall from it and hit Yusuke on the head.
Ryouko blinked and turned to Yusuke. "Sorry Yusuke. She accidentally hit Kuwabara on the head. "Whoops." She turned to Kuwabara and accidentally hit Yusuke on the head again. "Sorry Yusuke." She turned to Yusuke and hit Kuwabara on the head again. She turned to Kuwabara and scowled fiercely. "Hey, I'm supposed to cut you in half." She dropped the bat and picked up the katana, but found herself facing Hiei again. "DARN IT HIEI! WILL YOU MOVE!"
Hiei shook his head firmly. "NO!"
Ryouko hit him in the side of the head with the baseball bat and sent him flying. All the while, Himizu sat inside the barrier laughing, plainly enjoying the sight of the argument that she had helped start. Truly the title of sadistic suited her well.
Ryouko was EXTREMELY ticked. "All right, let's make a deal."
Kuwabara gave her a pleading look. "So you're not going to kill me?"
Ryouko glared at him. "I NEVER SAID THAT! AND I WAS TALKING TO THE YOUKAI IN FRONT OF YOU!"
Hiei blinked indifferently. "I'm listening…"
Ryouko smiled with satisfaction. "All right, since (and I'm sorry to say this) we need Kuwabara for the fics, we shouldn't kill him until the fics are finished…"
Kitsune threw up her hands. "THANK YOU RYOUKO!"
Ryouko glared at her. "WILL YOU SHUT-UP! I'M TRYING TO CONVERSE WITH THIS PERSON HERE! For crying out loud, freak…"
"Dim-wit," Kitsune retorted.
In unison, they cried, "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!"
Himizu was mad now. "Hey, that's not your line…"
Kitsune and Ryouko glared at her. "SHUT-UP AND STAY OUT OF THIS!"
Himizu inched hurriedly towards the corner. "Ok, ok, I heard you…"
Ryouko sighed. "Well, anyway turning back to Hiei when the fic is done, you and I can both torture and eliminate Himizu and Kuwabara, ridding the world of two very annoying dim-wits! Well, what do you say?" She held out her hand.
Hiei shook her hand heartily. "THAT SOUNDS LIKE A WONDERFUL PLAN! I AGREE!"
Himizu shrugged. "Who cares? I can just disable the shrimp's black dragon and I won't have a care in the world!"
Ryouko shrugged back playfully. "Yes, you won't have a care in the world except me and my returning Hiei's black dragon. But other than that, you'll be carefree!"
Himizu was nearly shocked beyond words. "YOU WOULDN'T DARE! DIM-WIT!"
Ryouko sneered. "WANNA' BET? FREAK!"
Together, they yelled, "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!"
The YYH cast all screamed, "LET'S GET BACK TO WRITING ALREADY!"
All three authors sighed in resignation,"Fine, fine, keep your shirts on!"
Kitsune and Ryouko grinned at each other. "EXCEPT KURAMA AND HIEI!"
Hiei and Kurama looked at each other. "-.-;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;"
Himizu rolled her eyes. "Oh please……."
Ryouko grinned. "What if Rick Nash comes?"
Himizu was happy beyond words at this statement. "RICK NASH, WHERE, WHERE?"
Ryouko sighed. "Oh please, the first time I touch a hockey player, you'll know it's the end of the world!"
Himizu charged at Ryouko. "YOU SHALL PAY FOR THAT REMARK, SAVAGE!"
Ryouko was already safe and snug in barrier with Kitsune. "Me, savage? When she and a hockey player get together, we'll see savageness, no da. I mean, we're talking mass destruction people!"
Himizu grinned. "No, that happens when Hiei tries to take over the world."
Hiei glared murderously and tried to use his black dragon on her. "DAMN IT! THOSE STUPID AUTHORS STILL HAVEN'T RETURNED MY POWERS!"
"If they're smart," Kurama said, "they don't want you to wreck havoc.
If looks could kill, Kurama would have been pushing up grass. Himizu continued talking, totally unfazed.
"When a hockey player and I get together, there can be different results. If it's a Detroit Red Wing or a Colorado Avalanche, you will learn what the inside of a human being looks like. They will be dead before they can breathe. That is minor destruction. If, on the other hand, it's a Blue Jacket, you will see a very happy human in me. If I'm fortunate enough to have it be Rick Nash, then you will see a good imitation of Kitsune when she's around Kurama." She sighed, slipping away into a little fantasy world where she could be with Rick.
Himizu-chan: Wow, another chapter where I was high and so were Kitsune and Ryouko. This is also mostly from a discontinued fic. I still can't believe we wrote this. Now all my readers probably think I'm insane, and I'm not. (Don't laugh, wonderingprophet, I get that from you!) And the hockey at the end of this chapter… I probably shouldn't have written that, but oh well! Also, the thing with the purple blood came from this one fic thatI wrote that will be posted on our websitewhenever Ryouko and I post it... Yeah.Review please! (Do I really need to say the number of reviews I want?) Ja ne! (Goes to drool over pictures of Rick Nash.)
