Chapter 3: The Attack

author's note: I've finally updated (Miss Aliesha Fisher) Anywho, hope you enjoy!

"Ahh!" Koto and Juri hugged onto eachother, ready for the end.

Hiei snarled at them, sniffed the air, and swiped at them like a raging animal. As the girls stumbled about the tub, trying to dodge the demon, Koto tripped, grabbing onto something for balance. As she did so, Juri fell and took hold of the faucet handle. Hiei suddenly stumbled backwards as water shot towards him, spraying from the adjustable shower head Koto was holding. He screamed and hissed, thrashing about, blindly waving his arms around for anything.

"Koto," Juri exclaimed in a mixture of shock and happiness,"you did it! How did you know?"

Koto was lost for words, but she continued to shoot Hiei with water. Juri began to adjust the water temperature from cold to scortching hot. That sent Hiei out of the bathroom. Koto released the shower sprayer and sighed. She placed a hand to her heart and breathed heavily. Juri hugged onto her leg.

"What do we do, Koto?"

"I say we don't leave this bathroom until the little freak is gone."

They both relaxed again, but kept the shower head next to them. They were side by side, slightly damp in the tub, sitting, waiting, fearing the heated demon, for he could be anywhere in the apartment. They listened. It became silent, other than the girl's breathing, and their eyes were growing heavy with sleep. Juri yawned and leaned on Koto's shoulder.

"Juri," Koto mumbled sleepily," we can't fall asleep. Hiei could be..."

She closed her eyes and leaned on Juri, her grip loosening on the shower sprayer. Their anxious breathing became light snoring. Juri awoke to a tickling feeling on her cheek. She giggled slightly as her eyes opened slightly, and then she screamed bloody murder. Koto shot up. Hiei was on top of Juri, pinning her down and licking her face, moaning slightly. She frantically took hold of her shower sprayer and gripped the button tightly, however, no water emitted.

"What the?"

Her heart fell to her stomach when she realized she was only holding part of the sprayer. It had been chewed away from the shower head!

"Koto," Juri squealed, "Get him off me!"

The fox girl stepped out of the tub and raced towards the doorway. She was trembling with fear, but she had to be brave!

"Hey, munchkin, want some of this?"

She turned around and shook her rear at him, her tail swishing from side to side. Hiei raised his head from Juri's face, sniffed the air, and slowly turned around. He growled deep in his throat in Koto's direction. The fox girl gulped and took off running crying, "Get out of here, Juri!" over her shoulder.

Hiei was far too fast and tackled her in her tracks. He straddled on top of her back and with one hand, pinned her arms behind her, and with the other, he ran through her short arburn hair. Koto screamed and thrashed.

Meanwhile, Juri dug around in the kitchen cabinet looking for something to strike Hiei with. She finally settled on a good-sized frying pan and quietly, though shakily, snuck into the living room where Hiei had found a nearby belt and bound Koto's hands behind her back. He was on top of her stomach now, kissing her heavily. The water demon tip-toed up behind him and raised the pan. Closing her eyes, she swung it down, but the demon, without even looking, grabbed her wrist. Juri gasped and played tug-of-war with him.

"Juri," Koto struggled under the small demon, go find something else! And hurry!"

Hiei swung Juri backwards and went back to his prey. Juri rubbed her bottom and stood up. She eyed the room for anything, but settled on everything. Anything she could throw, she threw. However, Hiei continued to whack them away without even looking in her direction. He purred in Koto's ear, making it flicker slightly. Koto finally resulted to biting him, her small pointy teeth sinking into his flesh. He let out a terrible scream and withdrew, clutching his arm. Koto rolled herself away, against the wall, and squirmed her way up.

"Juri, untie me!" She commanded.

Her friend nodded and raced over to Koto, stepping over the agonized Hiei in the process, and undid the tightly knotted belt from Koto's wrists. Hiei lapped at his wound, as if he didn't even notice the girls. In fact, tears suddenly cam to his eyes and he looked around slowly.

"Kurama?" He asked quietly, almost like a little boy who had just awoken from a bad dream.

Koto and Juri eyed eachother uneasily. They were huddled in the corner, a fork in Juri's hand. As if on cue, Kurama came through the door and spotted Hiei. He was panting. Hiei eyed him questioningly. His older "brother" knelt down beside him and asked, "Do you remember anything?"

Hiei shook his head and gazed at the bite mark on his arm.

Juri sniffled.

"Your creepy friend snuck in and attacked us," she sobbed, "look at our living room!"

Koto began to cry too.

"Our living room! Try the bathroom!"

They sobbed loudly, hugging onto eachother. Kurama approached them and bowed in apology.

"I'm terribly sorry," he said, "Hiei was not in a conscious state. He smelled your demon hormones and his, er, instincts overpowered his mind."

"You mean like sleep-walking?" Juri whimpered, peeking around Kurama to stare at Hiei.

"Yes," Kurama approached the small demon and wrapped an arm around him, "Something like that. Anyway, I'd suggest returning to Makai. It is not safe-"

Koto interruppted him.

"No way! I promised Urameshi an excellent documentary! And I'm not leaving until he stares at me and says, 'Koto, I lov-' I mean, 'That was the best damned movie I ever saw'!"

Juri stared at her in utter horror.

"But Koto..."

"No buts, if you have to go, Juri, then leave, but I'm not budging!"

Kurama sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Miss Koto, it would really be best-"

"I'm staying too," Juri interjected, "I'd never leave Koto alone. Besides, I've always wanted to be a good announcer, as good as Koto even, and she told me that if you can't stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen."

Koto and Juri clasped hands. Koto realeased one hand, however, to lean down and pick up her microphone-an item Juri had tossed at Hiei. She clicked it on and her voice echoed.

"Alright, Juri, can you take the heat?"

She held the device to Juri.

"Yes I can, Koto, I'm not leaving this kitchen," Juri said leaning into the microphone.

Kurama slapped his hand on his face. He then looked at Hiei and whispered, "I guess I just have to keep a better eye on you, then."

To Be Continued...

Author's note: Hooray, Another Chappie! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in many moons! And be prepared, Hiei gets trickier!

BTW, I'd like to thank Miss Alisha Fisher (spelled correctly?) for emailing me and hounding me to continue