Alternate Universe
A Yu Yu Hakusho fan-fiction
By Zelia Theb
Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho is the property of Yoshihiro Togashi.
The opinions expressed by the characters do not reflect the opinions of myself.
Warnings: Male-Male relationships, cursing, sexual situations, violence, tobacco, drug/alcohol use, and possibly other disturbing innuendo. Rated R for these reasons!
Those idiots are going to barrage me with a dozen annoying questions and remarks about my absence. 'Where've you been, half-pint?', 'Where the hell do you get off up and leaving like that?', 'Hiei, Koenma isn't going to like this!', 'Hiei, you shouldn't leave without telling someone.'.
Perhaps they should leave me alone. If they really cared then they would have followed me. I don't sense any of them, so I must be right. Not as if I care either way. Yusuke already thinks that I am going to betray them all. He might be the only smart one among the group.
I think that is because he may be right. I'm going to get those pendants; it will be their own decision to be there when I return home. If they are not present, then I suppose that it will be betrayal.
It would serve Koenma right if they were all locked in this dimension. Of course, I may have to inform Kurama. I'm certain that he'd like to return to Demon World, or at the least to that human mother of his.
"Hiei, I must say that I'm not surprised that you came." It's Mairaku. The moon reflects off of his hair just as it did last night. It's much more prominent since we are on top of an apartment building, which I am assuming he lives his pitiful human life in.
"You must have realized that you made a horrible mistake when you divulged that information to me," I brazenly reply.
"Let it be known that I have made no mistake, brethren."
"Don't disgust me. Just because you happen to have an ounce of demon blood in your veins does not make you my brethren." Tch, revolting.
"If you wish to believe that…"
"No, there is nothing to believe. You and I are far from even being equals. It's an insult to insinuate such, and I don't take insults lightly," I scoff.
"Far from being equals?" He shifts an ebony eyebrow up, then leaps to attack me; "Let us test that theory of yours!" I draw my sword and block his own katana, and we fight back and forth, neither of us making a scratch on the other. Maybe Kurama's inane tactics have seeped into my skin.
"You're testing me, Hiei," he exhales heavily, midswing, "Stop toying around. Don't you want to kill me?"
"You're the one who is toying around, Mairaku." I parry another childish jab; "I just don't want to waste my energy on an opponent that doesn't deserve it."
"Fine," he shouts, flipping backwards. He begins to create a swirling orb of electricity around his right hand, and thrusts it toward me. I flip backwards myself, completely avoiding the laggard attack, allowing it to disperse without a trace into the gravel of the rooftop.
"Is that all you have, Mairaku?" I taunt him, "That is not worthy of my Jagan Eye, but perhaps could stand up against a single finger if you were lucky."
"So then be quick and slay me," he commands me. He reaches into his clothing and pulls out a silver chain carrying a small red sphere, and says, "This is the pendant. You'd have twenty-five percent of your mission complete, Hiei. So kill me!" He stuffs the amulet back into this robes and puts out his hand palm up, inviting me to advance.
Does he take me for some sort of fool? He will be useful in obtaining the location of their leader. He will be the last to go now, seeing as his extreme weakness will allow me to kill him quickly.
"Just as I thought. You need me just as much as I need you in this case," he says, sheathing his sword.
"So you admit that I am just a pawn in your little game," I remark. Any fool could have guessed that much.
"Perhaps much more, Hiei," he states coyly. What the hell is he spewing from that mouth of his?
"From the moment I saw you and your energy in Arumaku's club, I knew that you were something different," he explains, placing his hands casually into his pockets, "That your allies did not deserve your presence; that you were too powerful to even be seen with the likes of them." At least he has some of his facts straight. I sheathe my own katana; there will be no need for it either way.
"I discovered how truly merciless you were during that excursion in our back room. The way that you carried yourself, the way that you spoke… It was a clear indicator that you needed to be set free from your binds. You are a worthy rival for me, whether or not you truly believe it." He begins to turn around, once again trusting me enough to turn his back to me; "It would be a shame to let you be trapped in a place that you do not belong. Maybe it's my human blood that causes me to have sympathy for your situation."
"I don't need your pity. You'll discover that soon after I kill you for the final pendant." I have no time to listen to this sickening heart-rending tale of his.
"Where've you been, half-pint?" Kuwabara shouts.
"Where the hell do you get off up and leaving like that?" I ask. It's nearing midnight and I've missed out on some Kurama-time because these idiots all insisted on standing outside in the damp cold of the night to wait for Hiei to come back. I mean, what the hell? He took off without saying anything to anyone.
"Hiei, Koenma isn't going to like this!" Botan scolds him, shaking a classic finger his way. He rolls his eyes as if he was expecting this kind of reaction. So sue us for being concerned about the guy!
"Just because you don't give a damn about any of us doesn't mean that we don't give a damn about you!" I yell at him. He exhales through his nose, probably wondering when the heck this conversation will be over with.
"Hiei, you shouldn't leave without telling someone," Kurama says politely, laying a hand on his shoulder.
"It's not a big deal. One of us should at least be trying to learn more about this world and our enemy," the demon defends.
"We're sorry, Hiei," Botan says, "Way to take initiative! You've been nothing but helpful to us since we've gotten here!" Eer, yeah?
"So what have you discovered?" Kurama inquires, pulling his hand off of Hiei's shoulder.
"Nothing yet, except for the layout of the city. It isn't all that similar to Yusuke's, if you stand at the tallest building and look at it." He goes on to explain that the city is clearly divided into different sections, all square in their shape. In the center of each 'Sector', there is a mid-level building that appears to house the Neo-Police. Not like it matters anyway. If we did manage to get in any trouble, their best defense is some lower class demons, right?
Unless they have a Spirit Detective.
Anyway, it's really strange to hear Hiei explain so much, even though he is doing it in the Hiei way.
"D'ya think smoking is illegal in this world?" I blurt out suddenly.
"Do you always make it a habit to interrupt when someone else is speaking?" Hiei asks me.
"We can only hope so!" Botan answers, angering the short demon more, "You don't need to be smoking, Yusuke!"
"Yeah but he might be a total crab-ass unless he has a smoke, Botan," Kuwabara jumps in, "Which might make it worse on the bad guys!" A vein starts to show on Hiei's forehead, once thought by everyone to be devoid of any sort of wrinkle or disfigurement (aside from that eye).
"Would you three shut up?!" he yells, stomping a foot on the ground.
"They're sorry, please continue Hiei," Kurama apologizes. It's like the guy acts as Hiei's conscience.
"Nevermind. I'm done. You all need rest anyway, even though you've done nothing for our situation aside from some extremely botched attempts at thieving breakfast." He walks away solemnly then quickly leaps up onto a tree branch to sit.
He brushes some stray red locks from my eyes and kisses my face. I smile and pull him closer with my right arm, resting my hand gently on his hip.
"He's right, Kurama," he whispers to me, resting his head on my shoulder.
"Perhaps he is, Yusuke," I utter back. I lean back on the wall and stare at the ceiling while lightly massaging the hand in my own.
"I mean, I want to go home…and normally I prolly would've tried to get this case done and overwith…" He sighs heavily, leaving a touch of warm air against my neck.
"Our problem is that we don't seem to see a reason to stop them, other than to go home. Really, the threat back home isn't as dangerous as Koenma makes it out to be. The fact that his Spirit Detective is trapped is really what is on his mind," I state.
"Yeah, seems like if we were at home the mission would have been finished," he agrees. A moth flies in through the window and lands on the wooden support beam I've been gazing at.
"So what happens if we don't stop 'em? I mean, we could always just try and come home when they're done." In theory, that seems like the best of the two options, however boring that may be.
"What happens? Yusuke, we don't know this world as well as we assume that we do. It's not our place to pass judgement and allow anarchy just because we agree with our opponent," I pause to rest my chin in his hair, "And you heard how adamant Koenma was about the threat of an S Class demon. What would happen to Hiei and I if we decided to wait?" There is so much to ponder regarding this situation; the only thing that I can advise the group to do is to follow Koenma's orders.
"So tomorrow we go out looking for those punks I guess," he murmurs, nestling further into the curve of my body, "Should be easy. Fight a few weirdos, grab some pendants, go home."
"Yes, go home. That would certainly put all of our minds at ease," I remark.
"Yeah, maybe for you, but not for me," he scoffs, adjusting his position in my lap rather roughly, "Mom's gonna tell me to quit school, then Keiko's gonna bitch about having to debate my future with the teachers, and all that other junk." A chuckle escapes my chest, bouncing his head up slightly and pushing raven strands to my face. I wrinkle my nose, holding back a sneeze from the tickling sensation.
"It's not funny, Kurama!" he says with a raised voice. He looks up at me for a fleeting moment with bright chocolate eyes, then rests his head back down on my chest. I squeeze tighter for forgiveness of my inappropriate laughter, and he answers by placing his lips swiftly on the nape of my neck. The gentle touches of this night have been enough to drive any man insane.
Another chuckle flees from my throat, but this one is much deeper and more cunning. He lifts his head once more and opens his eyes wide in surprise as I capture his lips and furiously pry them apart. As he starts to return the kiss, I lift him in my arms and carry him over to the prepared futon in the center of the room. I let him down carefully but then nearly shove his back onto the bedding and press myself against him.
Following a few minutes of fervent kissing, he lifts me off of him and partly sits up. He suggests, "Okay, time to go to sleep now, don't you think?"
"Actually, I don't," I smirk, placing my palm against his shirt and guiding him back down on the futon. Hmm, clothing is posing quite a problem. I place a firm hand under the cloth and tug it over his head with little resistance.
"Mmm…no Kurama…" he moans.
"Why not?" I question. Perhaps a bit of ear teasing will do the trick.
"Because…we…haven't…" he pants a bit, "Gotten…to know…"
"Don't be silly, my sexy sleuth," I whisper, "We've known each other for quite some time now, Yusuke…"
"I mean…we're moving too fast…Ooh…"
"I have an insatiable taste for you right now, Yusuke…" I utter as I gaze at the way his eyes expand and contract at my grinding.
"Just…just a taste…not…"
Anything you say, Yusuke.
"Botan!" I scream, dashing in to her room and sliding the door behind me, "Help!" She lifts her head then sits up in her futon, but is soon tackled down because of a dive that I 'gracefully' take into her.
"Mmph!" she lets out upon impact. She pushes us back up then says, "What on earth is going on, Yusuke?" I grip her tight in response, darting my eyes back and forth from the window and the door.
"Hide me!" I whisper, ducking under her covers.
She knees me in my gut to get me out, but I disobey. I'm scared! What the heck does she expect? She firmly grabs me by my shoulders and states, "This better not be another stupid excuse to be a pervert!" Boy, I wish.
"Just…" I pause as I hear his footsteps coming down the hall, "Hide me!" She reluctantly agrees as the door slides open.
"I apologize for the intrusion, Botan…" his voice says, "But I've lost Yusuke and heard sounds coming from this room…. Have you seen him?" His voice is bewitching and evil. Absolutely evil. Horny? Yes, horny and evil. Botan tenses as she realizes why I've decided to hide.
"No, Kurama, I haven't seen him," she lies, "I woke up because I heard something."
"Oh…" he trails off, not losing that tonality in his voice, "Then perhaps he's stowed himself away in your room…" I hear him walk around, shifting various furniture. The big lump in Botan's futon isn't a dead giveaway, I guess. Maybe it's because she has her knees up and tons of blankets? Nah…I'm tall…
He's messing with me.
"Oh, dear," he sighs dramatically, "I have indeed lost him forever!"
"Oh, you know, he'll turn up somewhere!" Botan chipperly remarks. His footsteps suddenly become closer, and I feel him kneel down at the edge of the futon.
"Oh, yes, I'm certain that he will." His hand trails underneath the blankets and grabs me by the waist of my pants. Oh no… I'm not ready to get it on with a guy! It's gonna hurt, he's pretty clear that he wants to be…
Wow, so that's what that girl meant afterwards…
I feel Botan wince as Kurama tugs me out from under the blankets. She apologizes as he musters up an incredible amount of strength and tosses me over his shoulder. He exits the room and shuts the door firmly behind him, being cautious not to smack my head into the wall as he turns.
"Kurama…" I whine. Maybe getting involved with a demon wasn't such a good idea. I suppose that their libido is as big as Hiei's hair on a humid day.
[Author's Note]
Holy moly, an update! I even have fanart for this fic now - check out my deviantART account (there's a link in my bio). I'll be uploading the hot Kurama picture soon, right now I just have Yusuke, and then a regular Hiei pic (not exactly fanart for this story). Check them out and feel free to leave comments there.
I almost gave up on this due to lack of a response, but that's fine, I want to draw the gothy fanart so I need a story to go with it. Plus I was busy working on my Hiei-Yusuke fic, which I actually have almost completed, but haven't uploaded yet.
A thanks to all who have reviewed - Keep 'em coming! I know this was a semi pointless chapter, it was more of a Hiei thing if it was anything at all. Don't forget - I click on the bios of everyone who reviews, so don't hesitate =).
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-Zelia Theb
