WOTW 12

OMG! I went back and read that last chapter. It's got so many typos, it's not even worth laughing at. It's so bad. I totally complain about all the crap in other's stories, and now I have it in mine. Granted I've seen soooo much worse, but I can't stand it. I seriously need TOAFAQ to bug me about my crap. I'll get on that. Gomen!

Oh, and what's the deal? No reviews in two freaking weeks! I love you all too.

Reveiwers+Take little green pills and phase out doomie and her stories+

Doomie+doubles over in pain+ OW! Well thank you very much dear friends….

…ow.

Note: blatant male and female bashing. It's pretty fair. They're both made to look like they suck.

Note: Note: previous 'skit' was a blatant rip off of Drop Dead Fred. If you haven't seen it, do. It's awesome. But I don't own it…

…or Yu Yu Hakusho.

"Familiarity breeds contempt - and children."
-- Mark Twain

12. The Code of 'Gurl'

Kurama and Kuronue walked in silence. Yukina's words still rang in Kurama's ears.

"I think he's kind of cute, too."

Kurama knew that didn't mean what the words did. Every once in a while, one runs into a woman who actually meant what she said. Unfortunately, these women were scarce and this trait was often coupled with an insufferable bought of masculinity.

Yukina, needless to say, was not one of these. She, like the majority of women, spoke a code rather unaffectionately called "gurl." As if the world mocked men, this code was most often used when it came to the matters of courting and/or relationships.

A very attentive, patient man might be able to decipher it's basic meaning in about a lifetime or so. Kurama, after decades of frustration, had dedicated centuries to a part-time study of the subject. By now, he had a general idea as to the nature of many phrases in this cryptic method of "communication."

He knew that when Yukina said "I think he's kind of cute," she did not mean strictly that he was attractive (as the word 'cute' might indicate). She meant that he was attractive to her, specifically; that she 'fancied' him. 'He's cute' meant that she was attracted to him, but didn't think she should be.

She was right. Her mother had been involved with males, but that didn't give her a 'get out of jail free card.' It was bad enough that she'd left the island to search for her half-brother, now lived with a male (a human at that), and the vast majority of her friends were male. I she were to develop relations +you all know what I mean+ with any men, the Koorime would cease to stand idly by. She, her partner, and any offspring they would happen to have would be in terrible danger. Flirting with Kuwabara was dangerous enough. For her to admit that she was at least 'in like' with anyone was not a good sign.

Of course, that was completely disregarding who her crush was. Kurama knew that people like Yuusuke, Hiei, and himself were definitely not prudent choices of so much as friends for anyone. It had passed so far because they had no choice and Yukina was under the protection of the Reikai. Kuronue was another one of those people that was dangerous to know from any vantage point. Even the possibility of them getting together was one that made Kurama uneasy.

And then there was Hiei. He had severely disapproved of Kuwabara's antics, not only because the man was an idiot and the two hated each other's guts, but also for the same reasons that Kurama was concerned. This was in addition to the protective older brother syndrome. Yukina was reasonable in her fear of Hiei's reaction. Hiei barely knew Kuronue. Enough to respect him, but not like Kurama did. He had intended to avoid the nature of Kuronue's return with Yuusuke, but such was impossible with Hiei. Kurama had no clue what Hiei's reaction to the incident would be and truly feared the response when the jaganshi heard that the man involved had an eye for his sister.

Kuronue, of course, was no help in the matter. Perhaps no one but Kurama would have notice, but he knew Kuronue all too well to be able to miss the subtle flirting of his friend and partner. That was Kuronue: subtle in anything that would reveal his mind or heart; the opposite in anything else. He just hoped that Yukina hadn't noticed. With out any other feminine opinion, he would only be able to control the situation from Kuronue's side.

Then it hit him: Aside from the occasional waitress or passerby, he probably hadn't spoken to a woman in months. Between his primarily male gang and his days of wandering alone, there were barely any people, let alone women, worthy of a conversation.

That was why Yukina seemed to be more difficult to understand as of late. With the death or her human friends and separation from Botan, she hadn't had any women to talk with either. Kurama, being the most adept with the 'gurl' code, seemed to take their place as her 'g'rl-friend.' Yukina had begun to confide in him her feminine 'secrets' most commonly reserved for "girl-talk." He had learned to communicate with women, but wasn't ready for something like this; and, with his own lack of female confidantes, he had no one to help him decipher the more complex aspects of the code.

It was then that he realized just how much he missed the girls. Could it be that he'd simply wanted to talk with that girl on the phone? He didn't usually meet with those wanting to join his band. Did he just want someone to have a civil conversation with who didn't wreak of testosterone? Was that why he was so anxious, so clumsy?

Suddenly, he became very depressed. Was he that desperate?

"Hey, Fox. What's up?"

"The human Kurama tilted his head upwards to look his friend in the eye. He felt like a child again.

"Just thinking."

" 'Bout what?"

"Assessing the situation."

"From the look on your face, it's not too good."

Kurama sighed. "No, I don't suppose it is."

"What's wrong?"

Kurama thought. Why shouldn't he say anything? He wasn't going to be able to do anything about Yukina. He didn't know how and had no way to find out. He would just have to keep Kuronue in check.

"What do you think of Yukina?"

Kuronue cocked an eyebrow at the Fox, confused by the question, but answered it.

"You know very well what I think of her or you wouldn't have asked."

"So, I'm right?"

"Mm-hm."

"That's what I was afraid of."

"Why? Not jealous, are we?"

Kurama didn't laugh. "You know what she is, right?"

"Yeah. She's the daughter of a rogue Koorime."

"Point being, she's Koorime."

"They've already exiled her."

"She left."

"I see."

"You… you can't be with her. You can't even play around. Right now, she isn't a threat to the Koorime, but if they find out that she's even flirting, you'll both be in serious trouble."

"Hmm." For the first time since Kurama met his bat-like companion, he saw something close to disappointment cross his friend's features. It wasn't open or obvious, but to Kurama, who'd known him for so long, he was, he was thinking. He hadn't completely accepted the situation yet. In short, he was in denial. Kurama could tell that Kuronue was rummaging through his mind for a loophole, a plan, something that would make it work out.

Finally, after a few seconds' thought, he seemed to concede.

"Alright." he said.

" 'Alright?'" Kurama eyed his friend suspiciously, " 'Alright' what?"

"You're right."

"I'm WHAT?"

Kuronue chuckled. "Don't get used to it. I don't say it very often, but when it's true, I will. You're right. I can't even mess around."

"So, you're OK?"

"Why wouldn't I be? You know me. It's never serious. It's just one of my 'things.' I'll get over it. She didn't notice, did she?"

"No one could notice. Flirting for you is holding your tongue and brushing your hair a little more often."

"Speaking of which…"

Kurama pulled a brush from the satchel at his side and handed it deftly to his partner. Kurama removed his hat, flopped it on Kurama's head, undid the tether in his hair, and took the brush.

"Thanks." Kuronue proceeded to implement the utensil.

/That was disturbingly easy./ Kurama mused/Well, I suppose I'd better not look a gift horse in the mouth. I trust Kuronue. Now, when Yukina feels that Kuronue's not interested, she'll back off too. She's sensible./ With that off his mind, it was left blank to return to his own, depressing girl troubles.

After a bit, the hat was lifted from Kurama's head. Kuronue's hair was back up and he was handing the brush back to Kurama who put it away.

"Thanks." Kuronue broke the silence.

"For what?"

"For keeping me from screwing things up."

"Oh. Ummm… OK."

More silence.

"Oh!" Kurama dug into his pocket. "Here." He held out his closed hand. Kuronue took what was in it.

"Where did you get this?" Held by it's black-silver chain, the black-silver and read pendant dangled from Kuronue's fingers.

"It's a long story."

Kuronue slipped the chain over his head. "We're not short on time."

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There, no more romance. All gone.

Seriously, my friends made up a little code. They write notes to each other in it and call it 'gurl.' It's hard to understand them when they speak sometimes too. That's why I called it 'gurl' here.

Isn't Kurama sad?

Kurama: yes. He's hungry too.

Fine. Have some toast. +throws toast to Kurama who catches it like a seal.+ wait. How'd you get out of the duct tape?

Kuronue: Sorry.

glares at Kuro+ whatever. Anyway, I'm really proud of myself. I typed this out in one day. Well… two hours, when you look at the time.

Why are you all looking at me like that? I told you I was slow.

The reason that communication was in quotes is such: communicate is defined as -To express oneself in such a way that one is readily and clearly understood. Communication means that your message is understood. It's not communication if you're not understood.

I can't take German because university students get preference and they aren't open the seats to people like me. They suck. I hate them. However, I have a new project. I'm starting an anime club at my school. I'm feeding them this crap about how it's culturally enlightening, internationally bonding, and has literary richness. I think it's working. We almost have a sponsor and well, you can't deny a club with a sponsor, now can you?

Stupid HP crossover fic is being annoying. Sorry about that a/n I tried to pass as a chapter, but totally alienating me from reviewing chap 13 too? That was just mean. No more little green pills, 'kay. Please review.

Note: last chap, the chapter title in the menu is "Don't hit the back button when you see the title" It's long and got cut off.

Liebe sie von Doomschneider.

5-19-05