AU – Tatakoe koukou no shusseki suru: Attending Tatakoe High
(alternate universe, shonen ai) Kurama and Hiei are normal humans attending regular, everyday human school. NOT YOUR USUAL SCHOOL 'AU' FIC. This time they DON'T go to the same high school . . . pairings; KurHiei, YusKei, KuwYuk, KoeBot.
Shonen ai (perhaps some yaoi) eventually. n.n;;
BE WARNED if you don't like it, ok, minna-san? n.n
Pairings: Kurama x Hiei, Yuusuke x Keiko, Kuwabara x Yukina, Koenma x Botan
Disclaimer: Kita doesn't own yuyu. So don't you/you sue, onegai. :3
Semi-important notes . . .
1- Yuusuke, Keiko and Kuwabara's school is still Sarayashiki Junior High (Yuusuke, Kuwabara and Keiko are all fourteen).
2- Hiei's school is Tatakoe High (the next step for students in Sarayashiki Junior High).
3- Kurama, Yukina and Botan's school is Meiou High. (Hiei, Kurama, Yukina and Botan are all sixteen).
eh . . . did anyone else notice that FOUR (well-written, in my pathetic opinion ;;; ) shonen ai high school fics—semi-including mine ;;;;—have updated in the past two days?
n.n;
Stop a moment to think about it, you guys . . .
There's Fiery Roses, Mobius, By Love, and now my lil Tatakoe . . .
::shakes head and shrugs at the funny coincidence::
(Warning: moment of semi-random italisized reading advice ahead . . . you can skip it if you truly wish to, minna-san! -n.n- )
I mean, Sanguine Skye's By Love is even on the same CHAPTER NUMBER as I am!!! m.m;;;;;; FREAKY!!! X.x;;; . . . but it's an AWESOME fic!!! Karasu/Kurama shonen ai pairing (which I'm not usually too fond of :p ), but she's making it work SOOOO well and I LUV reading the fic!! CHECK IT OUT, MINNA(despite the lack of Kurama and Hiei-ness!!!!)!!!! grr!! ::pulls an intimidating glare to get you all to go read this and the following fics::
and shadow priestess is doing Mobius . . . cool fic, chica!! n.n I'm still reading it with much vigor, even if I can't review ;;;; you guys should check it out, too! really well thought-out and a SWEET 'AU' setup she's got! -n.n-
Fiery Roses by Yoshiko Kyoda is nice, too . . . gosh, so many great authors, ne? n..n lol, not including me, of course ;; . . . BUT you should read this fic if you get time . . . the story's getting pretty freaky and cool -n.n-
. . . great minds update alike, ne?
n.n;;;
Ah, if I only had a brain! T.T
::flings multiple sugar cookies with a chibi-version of Kurama and Hiei cuddling printed on them out to Volpe Di Spirito, Nite Nite, Hiei's Gothic Angel, shadow priestess, What2callmyself, Rekka, PV2 Day, Queen of the Paperclips, maliks-dragon, Kitsune Kit, Dream Fox, Sate and Vampire Ifurita::
Now onto the fic!
cliffie is resolved!! ( :3 )
n.n
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Saturday evening
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. . . beforehand . . .
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As he turned, the crimson locks settled lazily behind him, and he took in the teen kneeling on the grass, clad in what could only be seen by the dim light of the street lamp . . .
The dark head of the younger teen was bowed, face completely hidden by shadows and night . . . and . . . clutched in both hands, the edge of the hilt level with his face . . .
Was a katana.
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Chapter Twelve
Unknown
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Kurama backed up a step.
Inwardly, Hiei smirked.
Slowly, the teen raised his head, the piercing ruby gaze staring straight into dusky emerald; their rich, deep color heightened by the dim light pouring out from the street . . . and he saw . . . a flicker—
Allowing his smirk to show, Hiei stood carefully . . . taking his time . . . shifting himself up until he was standing to the right of the katana—(whose tip was currently buried in the ground where Kurama had formerly been standing)—his right hand firmly grasping the hilt. The teen chuckled darkly, only once; looking down and closing his eyes smugly.
Then he was flying straight at the redhead, eyes narrowed with intensity . . . katana poised in a running stance away from him, ready to be used in the next moment . . . the garnet orbs were glinting wherever Kurama could catch sight of his face . . . the redhead didn't move, merely followed with his eyes where his opponent was going, with such a cool, carefully poised demeanor that Hiei found his inner self boiling at the hidden arrogance . . . when he KNEW he had seen a light flicker of fear . . .
Without a sound to betray his presence, Hiei appeared behind him, bringing the sword down, but the redhead noticed this at the last possible moment, dodging away and only sporting a small scratch across his side from the encounter . . . the red orbs grew darker, and a muttered curse floated up from the younger. Hiei then proceeded to use an altered variation of the technique from before, only this time coming around from the side, pushing the sword out in a flat attempt to skewer—
Kurama elegantly avoided the sharp blade, a small smile tugging at the edge of his mouth, each time he dodged . . . Hiei growled, and continued his attack, taking every opportunity that presented itself as a chance to try to lay a REAL 'scratch' on the redhead . . .
This continued for a few more minutes . . .
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" . . . kisama . . . "came the low hiss from the shorter teen . . . as he skidded away, rebuffed once again by the seemingly invincible defense of his opponent.
Hiei liked to finish his fights quickly . . .
. . . and it seemed it wasn't going to happen that way with THIS one . . .
—Kurama caught the muttered undertone, and smiled, flicking his hair casually behind him, looking over his shoulder with careless ease as the ruffled red strands reverted back to their perfectly-groomed position.
"If you wanted this to be quick, you needed only to ask." he stated with genteel confidence, one emerald orb taking in Hiei from just above Kurama's left cheek, the other hidden . . . from the profile view of the older teen's head . . . the one visible red forelock shifted as he turned his face to meet Hiei's, both of the rich forest eyes amusedly taking in the shorter's annoyed visage.
" . . . Kisama . . . "Hiei began again, but stopped abruptly when he saw that Kurama had pulled a rose from somewhere on his personage.
Incredulous red eyes moved up to stare at the older teen, and the redhead had to nearly bite back a laugh . . . mirth shining even more brightly in the deep forest eyes . . .
. . . that . . . LOOK . . .
( . . . so innocent . . . )
Then it was gone, as Hiei narrowed his dark-hued eyes dangerously.
. . . kisama . . . he's laughing at me . . . he's—
Anger spilling out, Hiei raced forward, as fast as he could, over the grass, drawing the katana back for a full-fledged swing, the kindled rage at being mocked burning hotly in his eyes . . .
—shimatta.
He'd just forgotten why he hadn't used his full speed before . . . Hiei realized, cursing himself and recalling the fact just as he lost control of his forward motion . . .
The d—n grass was WET . . .
Slitting his eyes, Hiei looked over his shoulder, using his sword in an attempt to stop the forward motion, but to no avail . . . it was jerked from his grip . . . he had started too fast, and had been too close to begin with . . .
Kurama's jade eyes took a hasty inspection of the fast-approaching situation; Hiei kneeling, one leg put out, brushing the grass in a valiant attempt to slow down, but still continuing to slide forward at a fast rate on the slick greenery . . . he sighed . . .
As it must be, then . . .
(—since all this thinking had taken place in a mere moment—)
Kurama quickly knelt, opening his arms to the teen flying at him, wincing a bit when Hiei bowled into his chest, wrapping his arms around the younger almost involuntarily and pushing his head forward, shutting his eyes tightly in grim anticipation . . .
The momentum sent the pair flying into the tree, and Kurama's back hit the hard trunk full-force. His spine and body arched in reflex at the painful impact, and a gasp issued forth from the redhead's lips as his previously curved backbone and neck stiffened; straightening from the shock.
Well . . . at least he had avoided hitting his head . . . the redhead thought dimly, darkness wavering at the edges of his vision as he slumped against the tree, his back throbbing . . . he opened his eyes groggily, vision hazy, to look down at the figure held loosely in his arms—(ahem, correction . . .)—the TENSE figure.
Kurama forced a smile, ignoring the dull, stinging pain, and spoke.
" . . . dai . . . daijoubu . . . . . . desu ka?" Wide garnet eyes snapped up to his face . . . innocent-looking in their shock . . . and Kurama closed his own, leaning backward and letting his arms fall in a last considerate thought that his action had made the other uncomfortable . . . the shadows began to overtake his sight, and he drifted away with one last whisper of a thought . . .
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Hiei remained stock-still for a few moments, one eyebrow cocked in a cynical glare directed at the now-unconscious redhead . . .
He briskly untangled himself, and, upon standing, noticed the sword lying forgotten in the dewy grass . . . then walked over and retrieved it. With a discreet glance, he noted that the older teen was still blacked out, leaning against the tree, arms resting limply at his side, some crimson locks having been swept forward, sprawled over his shoulders as a result of the abrupt collision . . . and his face—
Hiei shook his head, catching sight of another red thing out of the corner of his eye . . . as his gaze rested on the fragile blossum resting lightly on the dark greenery . . . he scoffed, then turned and headed the opposite way, glaring straight ahead at the night sky in front of him as he headed home, steps thumping with cool, controlled anger on the hard concrete . . .
—baka . . .
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Unbeknownst to the disappearing form of the dark, spiky-haired teen, a figure slowly crept from the shadows, approaching the redhead left all alone . . . and a low chuckle spread from his throat at the sight.
The tall, thin teen bent down, picking up the surprisingly light boy with ease, his silky black hair shifting a bit with the movement.
The figure started walking away; the still-unconscious redhead captured in his arms.
And the crimson rose was still where it had fallen, beneath the tree . . .
Lying on the damp, short strands of common flora . . .
(xxxxxxx)
With a low groan, Kurama came to . . .
His head was pounding . . . . . . the teen brought one hand up to run through his thick, messy bangs, only stopping the motion to stare blankly—(in thought)—at the inside of his palm.
Closing his eyes with a gentle sigh, he nearly jumped out of his skin when a soft and tender, yet surprised voice reached him . . .
"Shu-kun!" The hand came away immediately, and he squinted at the bright light, but then focused . . .
Smiling weakly at his mother, Kurama pushed himself up, relying on his elbows for support. She looked worried . . .
"Oh, Shu-kun! You're awake!" The lady cried, tears forming at the corners of her eyes as she clutched the towel she had been holding when she came in. Shiori walked over to his side, sitting carefully down on the bed sheets, and putting a hand to his forehead. She sighed with relief after a while, and took her pleasantly cool fingers away.
"You don't have a fever anymore, musuko . . . thank goodness . . . but I suppose you need your rest, right . . . ? "Kurama nodded with an acknowledging smile, as she then proceeded to head for the door—(his headache really HADN'T gotten any better)—his back still throbbing with blatant pain . . .
". . . arigatou . . . . . . ano . . . kaasan?" Shiori stopped, about to slide the wooden door open, and looked over her shoulder to speak to him.
"Hai, Shu-kun?" This one, burning question needed to be answered . . .
"Who brought me here?" At this her brow furrowed, and Shuichi hastily made amends. "Forgive my rudeness, kudasai . . . " But she only smiled at this and shook her head again. Taking in his quizzical gaze with another kind look, she explained.
"I'm not quite sure, Shu-kun. I heard someone knock, then ring the doorbell many times late last night . . . but when I went to get it, there was only you . . . leaning against the porch steps, sleeping . . . "Shiori shook her head lightly, opening the door at last. "I wish you had told me you went out last night . . . but I'll leave you to your rest, Shu-kun!" And with another warm, motherly smile . . . she was gone.
Kurama sighed, rubbing his neck . . . the last he remembered, he had been thrown back into a very sturdy tree . . . the redhead winced as he shifted—his sore spine and headache were testament enough to THAT—out of habit, he fished around in his jeans pockets, expecting to find some of the spare yen he often kept in there . . . but also . . .
Brow knitting together in puzzlement, he found a folded piece of paper in his pocket . . . upon taking it out, he opened the letter, reading the characters with a growing anxiety . . . he hastily glanced out the window . . . where only the innocent Sunday late-afternoon sunlight was pouring in . . .
Crushing the paper in his fist, Kurama threw it aside as vehemently as he dared, given his 'condition' . . . then proceeded to retreat under the covers, pulling them over . . . using his body's complaining as an excuse for more restorative sleep . . .
In a black, scrawly-looking handwriting, on the crumpled paper on the floor, was written. . .
Anata wa kirei na kizutsukeru . . . Shuichi-kun . . .
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Monday morning
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And, all too soon, it seemed the weekend was over . . .
Shuichi tromped to school, actually able to ignore the dulled ache that testified to his weekend—(because of the Tylenol his mother had given him)—shrugging inwardly at the stray thought, the redhead made his way to school . . . nearing the end of the block, he spotted someone leaning against the building, clad all in black . . . sweeping his eyes briefly over the other as he continued walking, Kurama only stopped when the tall boy stepped in front of him.
Looking up—a rather odd experience for someone of his height—he caught a trace of a smirk on the other's face . . . then, a strong, lean hand suddenly cupped his chin in an elegant grip, taking in his widening green gaze as narrowed eyes surveyed the confused ones, that face drawing closer at the inspection . . .
"—you're school's at the end of the block. " The taller teen stated, even as that narrowed glare continued to scrutinize the twin jades not a few inches away. Imperceptibly, Kurama nodded . . . and those long, lithe fingers retreated, leaving a cool, lingering touch on his face as the boy removed his hand . . . the youth smirking as sharp eyes flicked over the clothes the redhead was wearing, before coming back up to capture his gaze again . . . "Nice uniform."
Kurama shook off the feeling, and glared at the tall, silvery teen, who had just a hint of arrogance in his eyes, even AS he stepped aside . . . allowing the calm, yet inwardly confused adolescent to continue, undisturbed, onto the private academy . . .
When he reached the gates, Shuichi glanced back to the building out of the corner of his eye, but found that the odd stranger was gone . . .
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Monday afternoon
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" . . . because 'x' equals 2, Niisa-san—for the equation 'f of x', you must substitute that number in for 'x' . . . . . . therefore, since f(x) equals 2x 5 . . . . . . . f(2) must equal 2(2) 5 . . . " The redhead neatly scribbled out his work as he said it, explaining as clearly and kindly as he could.
" . . . is that nine, then, Minamino-san?" Yukina offered in her timid voice . . . and Kurama nodded, smiling in encouragement at the girl's correct answer.
"Hai, sou desu! Now, to graph the equation, what do you do?" Yukina fell silent, thinking . . . until she hesitantly wrote under the x/y T-chart . . .
x is 2, y is 9
Shuichi's smile grew, and he nodded when her unsure gaze went to him.
"Sou! And where did you get the value for 'y', again, Niisa-san?" This time around, the sea-green-haired girl returned his bright smile.
"Because f(x) is y." He nodded with yet another friendly look, and they continued to work . . .
He was very proud of her . . . she worked very hard, trying to understand, and he could tell that these concepts weren't particularly easy for the kind, gracious girl . . .
(xxxxxxx)
Minamino-san was very nice . . . she was very glad he had agreed to help her today . . .
Perhaps on her next test Haha and Chichi would have a reason to be proud of her!
Beaming for a moment at the heartening thought, the cheerful girl quickly returned to figuring out the various practice problems that remained . . . (the redhead had suggested she try them—while he was here to help) . . .
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Eyes slitted, back slouched, glare nearly transforming into a glower at the scene before him, Hiei sat concealed in the tree, watching the proceedings inside . . .
His sister was smiling happily at the redhead, and he couldn't tell exactly why . . .
But Kurama was, as well.
He hissed under his breath at THAT smile, his mind allowing the pieces to fall into place . . .
. . . yarou . . . don't you DARE . . .
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Come on, come on . . . you ALL know who the two 'shadowy figures' are, ne?
-n.n-
Go ahead and guess; I'll almost guarantee your correct-ness!
( n.n;; lol . . . )
. . . also, for fun (and if you DON'T know ;3 ), I'll tell you guys what SOME of the Japanese words mean :3
Kaasan / Okaasan - Mother (Haha is REFERRING to one's mother; but never spoken in their presence)
Tousan / Otousan - Father (Chichi is REFERRING to one's father; basically the same deal as with 'Haha' n.n;; )
Niisan / Oniisan - Older brother
Imouto - Little sister
Katana - Sword
Kudasai / Onegai - Please ( . . . basically . . . ;;; )
Arigatou - Thanks.
Doumo arigatou - Thanks a lot.
Doumo arigatou gozaimasu / Arigatou gozaimasu / Arigatou gozaimushta - Thank you very much.
Anata - You (politely . . . sorta ;;; )
Kisama - You (meant in a derogatory (insulting) way)
Baka - Idiot / Stupid
Shimatta - Blast it! / Oh no! / Crap! / Darn it! / Crud! ( n.n;;; )
Daijoubu desu ka - Are you all right?
Tadaima - I'm home
Hai, sou desu! - That's right!
Ningen - Human (although it's only used in the summary ;;;; )
::evil snicker::
and that's all you get, minna-san!
lol
(if I translate any more, it'll give the plot away ;;;;;;; ( eheh n.n; ) )
. . . and YES (if you noticed) in the letter thing in Kura's pocket, as for what I put at the beginning (instead of his name) . . . I know it's more polite to put someone's name rather than 'anata' but . . . that'll be explained later!
:3
( . . . too much Japanese information for you guys, ne? ( Xx;; oro! XX;; ) )
lol, so now, with all your brains overloaded from deluge of Japanese words ( nn;;; ) I take my leave of you all!
muahahaha!!
n.n;
eheh . . . well . . . as for MY thoughts today . . . I thought this chappie was . . . decent.
. . . ::shrugs:: . . .
I'd really appreciate you reviewing, minna-san!!
Jaa!
- Kita-chan :3
PS
Arigatou gozaimasu . . .
Volpe Di Spirito (sure, sure. ;;; . . . but do you think that a heartless fox bandit like youko would care about some 'weak onna ningen's life? :3 muahaha!!! -n.n- . . . lol! YES!!! that's how Kura knows how to fight!! n..n! and yes, Hiei is, sadly, cheating yet AGAIN u.u;; . . . I think I had something figured out for that part, though . . . ::shifty eyes as she can't seem to rememebr what that WAS x.x;;; . . . NO!!! STOP WATCHING THAT BIRD!! WRITE, VOLPE-CHAN!!! ::growls:: . . . ::hisses:: . . . ::is suddenly all hyper and happy again:: ( nn; ) arigatou for reviewing, Volpechan! doumo!—UPDATE SOON!! ::threateningly holds up a hissing cat with black and white fur, and yellow eyes . . . which is currently trapped in a cage:: n.n )
Nite Nite (LOL!!!!! luv your reviews, chica!!! n..n keep 'em up!! eheh, that last line you typed was the best (in my opinion) and the funniest, lol . . . yay! glad you liked the 'lovely chapter' and Hiei-kun jumping down from the tree!! n.n I jus luv making them fight!! n.n; lol . . . arigatou gozaimushta for reviewing, Nite-chan!! danke!! (that's my German class slipping in again nn;) nn)
Hiei's Gothic Angel (::shrugs:: meh. nn it's ok, a lot of people are busy, along with having actual LIVES (unlike me --' ) so don't worry about it, Angel-chan . . . oh, you're confused? m.m;; drat. well . . . tell me what's confusing, ne? nn 'cause if you're on overload with some of this stuff, other people probably are, too . . . ::shrugs again:: :3 . . . aw, don't worry about babbling! I mean, take a look at all the inane stuff I put on AFTER each chapter . . . some readers don't like it too much, but that's their opinion . . . ::peace sign!:: lol ( nn; ), but thanks for reviewing, Angel-chan!! hope you find the time to review again!! arigatou gozaimushta!! n..n )
shadow priestess (yes! I have read both your third AND fourth chapters (of Mobius)!!! n..n it's getting deep, chica!! I luv it! :3 . . . lol, long chapters take more time to write, which I sadly don't have (T.T;;) BUT since there was a fight scene in this one, and it's moving a bit faster, I think the regular-length is still good . . . besides, if I wrote EVERY chapter at seven pages, then when I wanted to do a special thing I couldn't, 'cause then it would have to be even LONGER to keep to the pattern of this fic!! n.n;; lol, if I confused you right there, gomen ( ;; ) hope you liked the fight! I like how you're doing the 'psycological' aspect for Mobius . . . n..n coolness, chica . . . also, the part about Hiei not wanting to be touched . . . ::wide, happy grin:: that's why we're having/had him abused, ne? n..n for me, it's the 'no touchy' from childhood, and with your fic it's been reinforced all his life . . . ::shrugs:: . . . great job on it, shadow-chan . . . and thanks for reviewing!! -n.n- danke shoen! ah yes, and I've been meaning to ask you . . . what's 'suman ne' mean? n..n good luck with your writing! ( n.n; ) )
What2callmyself (::shivers again:: ooh, fun . . . a New York winter . . . ::shudders, and hands her a heating pad:: well, we actually got the heater working (FINALLY!!!! --' ) so I'm semi-warm right now, lol n.n; . . . ::hands What2-chan a BIIIIIIIIIG cup of hot chocolate in this huge 'Seattle' mug her mom got from some random person for Christmas one year . . . (no, seriously, the thing can hold about ten ounces X.x;;;;;; ) . . . BUT anyway, thanks for the review, What2-chan!! n..n hope you manage to stay warm somehow!! :3 doumo arigatou! -n.n- )
Rekka ( . . . . . Oo;; . . . . o-k . . . odd review, lol n.n; . . . eheh . . . but thanks . . . . . . . I think . . . Oo;; . . . eheh! nn; hope you liked the chapter; 'cause no one REALLY won, ne? n..n lol, and thanks for reviewing, Rekka-san! arigatou gozaimasu! ;3 )
PV2 Day (eep! lack of sleep! MEEP! X.x; . . . glad you left and came back, though m.m;;; . . . as for Hiei-kun's lil sheath . . . well . . . it's hidden in the series, so I figured it would only work that way here . . . ::shrugs:: but thankies SO MUCH! -n.n- . . . AH, YES!! your 'useless facts' are sooo cool!!! n..n considering I know ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about Japanese swords!!! onegai teach me all you know, sensei!!! ::bows:: n..n . . . ah, yes, and thanks for the ncie comments about my many filler chappies ( and random babbling moments n.n;;; ) eheh, I just sorta want to do as much with this fic as I can, and it ends up not being all action-y all the time, you know? :3 but thanks so much, Day-san!! nn . . . tell me more useless facts kudasai!! -n.n- even if I don't use them in the story, I bet it would still be cool to know . . . but whatever. ::shrugs:: n.n again, danke for the review, Day-san! Arigatou gozaimushta!! n..n )
Queen of the Paperclips (ah! another yorkie!! n.n sweet . . . lol, it's sorta funny because in my Japanese online class (at school) our lil out-in-the-boonies high school links up with fifteen or so students in a school located somewhere in New York . . . ::shrugs:: . . . summer camp? X.x;; I'm . . . confused. X.X;;; . . . or is it for next summer? ;;; I dunno . . . ( x.x;;;; ) . . . glad you got in, though! n.n that's SWEET, Paperclip-chan! coolness! . . . ::shakes head at the hentai winks and whacks her with a mallet:: better not let Kit-chan read that . . . she has too many 'bad thought' tendencies as it is ( n.n;;; ) . . . and yes, the plot is finally starting to move along!! SUGOI!! n..n I jus needed about ten or so introduction chapters --;;;; . . . and an interesting quote this time, Paperclip-chan!! n.n; lol . . . no comment . . . eheh . . . ARIGATOU GOZAIMUSHTA for reviewing!! doumo! :3 )
maliks-dragon (YAY!! THE CLIFFHANGER HAS ENDED (for the moment --;;; . . . )! glad you like this story, Dragon-chan!! n..n and don't worry! I PLAN to keep writing!! arigatou gozaimasu for the review! thank you! :3 )
Kitsune Kit (::shakes head:: Kit-chan, Kit-chan, Kit-chan . . . whacks her on the head for about the millionth time . . . :: . . . lol, Kura got a LOT more beat up in this chappie, ne? nn;; eheh . . . poor Kura . . . he's my favorite character . . . but at least I won't kill him off, then . . . ::deranged, manaical grin:: . . . muahaha . . . n..n but thanks for reviewing again, Kit-chan! doumo! ;3 lol! n.n; )
Dream Fox (::nods in good-natured acknowledgement of her comment and request:: we'll see, Dream-san, we'll see . . . but I think this chappie may have fulfilled HALF of your suggestion, ne? it was sorta pre-planned to be in the original flow of the chapter, actually . . . but cool on how it worked out! n..n a lil bit of 'nearly nonexistent' shonen ai never hurt anyone, though . . . ;3 lol . . . and thanks for the review, Dream-san! arigatou! n..n )
Sate (lol, not a fast update, 'cause I usually update on Saturdays now, but I guess you lucked out and got to read two chappies in quick succession . . . n.n yay!! careful of those library assistants . . . did you know that the word 'assassin' can ALMOST be made out of 'assistant'? (it's jus missing the fourth 's' . . . ) n.n; muahahaha!!! . . . aw, glad I'm one of your favorite sakusha!! -n..n- ::feels all honored and happy now:: . . . who's the other one? I want to read some of their stuff n..n . . . arigatou gozaimasu for reviewing (despite the school-ish circumstances n.n;; ) Sate-chan!! doumo! :3 )
Vampire Ifurita (Oo; freaky . . . in your last review you said Hiei was 'no doubt going to do something stupid' . . . and he did!! ( X.x;; ) ::shudders:: odd . . . n.n;;; . . . thankies for the compliment about Kura's past, Ita-chan!! n.n arigatou gozaimushta!! n..n I'm still reading 'Caged', btw!! . . . you're on chapter number six, I think? I liked how Hiei saved Kura before it went to far . . . the fox not being able to talk of his own will was really tragic! T.T; ( . . . wonder how/when Jorfl is going to get his 'camuffins', ne? ) X.x;;; I dunno ( --' ) . . but thanks for the review, Ita-chan!! :3 doumo arigatou gozaimushta! -n..n- )
sleepy—from last chapter (gomen nasai! ;;; I got your review, but somehow missed it because it was for chappie number eight . . . GOMEN!!! x.x;;;; . . . anyway, eheh . . . yea, that's cool about the thing with our favorite ice apparition's name! -n.n- sweet! I never knew that 'yuki' meant snow, sleepy-san! n..n . . . and thanks for reviewing!)
OK!!
NOW I CAN FINALLY UPDATE ( --' ) !!!
thanks for all the reviews from you guys!!
hope you keep it up, minna-san!!
Thanks so very much!!
(and arigatou for checking out my fic, silent readers! n..n )
Peace out!
:3