A/N: Okay, I wasn't going to update this story untill i got at least 15 reviews, but it seems to be that some of you BASTARDS don't know what that little button at the bottom of the freakin' SCREEN is used for!

Breathes deeply

But, since I mistook this story for the one that had, at that time, already gotten at least 10 reviews, I've decided to post again, but only because I'm so nice!

(Cough, cough...)

And anyways, I just got tired of not being able to work on this FREAKIN' STORY!

So, here's another chapter, from another anime sniff I don't own! Bawl, bawl, sob...

Thank you!

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...Heh heh, please?

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"Wake up! Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,

WAKE UPPPPPPP!"

There was a heavy thumping on the front door, a frenzied, ear-splitting sound, like someone bleating out some sadistic melody on a set of badly tuned bagpipes.

And it was shaking the house...

Not a good way to get up in the morning...

'Damn ningen...' He tried to block out the sound, but the banging on their door only grew louder, entwined with the same grotesque caterwaul:

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,

WAKE UP!"

'If he doesn't stop that in the next five seconds, I'm gonna kill him!' And still it grew, until finally, reaching it's tumultuous crescendo, the floors began to creak, and the few tables or other miscellaneous pieces of furniture began hopping their way around the room.

'That's it, he's dead.'

He bolted upright, knocking off the soft blanket he hadn't even bothered to use, and in no time was at the front door.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up! C'mon guys, it's really important! Ya' lazy asses! I said GET UP alread-"

He was cut short as the stiff hilt of a katakana shoved roughly into his abdomen, sending him flying the few short feet that gravity could sustain him before his enormous body crashed to the ground.

"Now, did you want something?" The attacker inquired, a soul-piercing stare boring into the eyes of his victim.

"GASP Just wanted to...wheeze... tell you that...pant... that is uhhh..."

"Oh, just spit it out already!" The aggravated demon spat, tightening his grip on his sword.

"I'm getting to it, ok? You didn't exactly make it easy for me here!"

"You shouldn't be knocking down people's doors at such early hours of the morning." He retorted callously.

"How was I supposed to know you guys weren't up? It's already 9:16, and Kurama's usually up by six... heck, I'm surprised I'm even up already! What the heck were you guys doin' last night, anyway? 'Ya musta' been pretty busy to sleep late like that!"

His playful grin was quickly rewarded with another jab to his side.

Only this time, it was much, MUCH sharper.

"What we do is none of your business, fool. And don't you dare come here again unless you have something intelligent to say, I'd rather not waste my time on you."

And with that, he turned to go inside.

That was, until another voice stopped him...

"Ummmm... Hiei-sama?"

"What?" He spun around in fury, until he noticed who had been talking...

'Yukina...'

"Yes, what do you want?" He asked roughly, reverting at once to his usual "tough guy" exterior as not to show his apologies for yelling at his unknown sister.

"Well... Yusuke sent us here to tell you something, but now..."

He only stood, watching her silently... as she regained her composure.

"But now I seem to have forgotten what it was..." She fretted, shivering a bit with the biting cold.

The fire demon sighed and closed his eyes. 'Oh Yukina', he thought to himself, 'Just tell me and get it over with...'

Sensing her shiver again in the wind, he opened his eyes.

"Why don't you come in for a while, perhaps you'll remember."

-Damn, he definitely spending to much time with the fox, now he was even beginning to sound like him-

But he didn't feel bad at all about his decision when she looked up at him, her eyes so grateful for shelter from the searing winds.

"Thank you, Hiei-sama."

"Hn..."

Upon reaching the doorstep, she turned at looked at the unconscious boy behind her.

"Shouldn't we bring him in too?"

"No, just leave him, I'm sure he'll be fine."

'All that excess body fat must be useful for something, after all.'

"If you say so..." She still looked doubtful, but the bristling gales soon ushered her inside, leaving the koorime to shut the door behind them.

They traipsed down into the living room, with him leading the way.

"Sit anywhere you like, I'm sure Kurama will be out soon."

"Thank you."

"Hn."

It had been five minutes, more than enough time to make a certain youkai WAY past uncomfortable, especially in the presence of someone who didn't even know she was his sister, none the less related... He decided to look for Kurama.

'Just where the hell is that fox, anyway?' He grumbled in his head,

'If he thinks he's sticking me here alone with her, he is sadly mistaken.'

"Kurama? Where are you? You better get out here right-

...owww."

"Guh," grunting and pushing himself off the floor, Hiei stopped to see what had hindered his progress.

...A stuffed ball? And it was... MOVING?

"What the...?" He scuttled away, grabbing again at the hilt of his katana, as the blankets shifted and gave way to the terrible monster that was waiting inside...

"YYYAAAAWWWNNNNN! Uh, hey guys, what did I miss? Oh, hello Yukina-chan!"

-Hiei face-faulted.-

'Kurama...'

"Hello Kurama-kun." She replied, bowing slightly.

"Now now, there's no need for that! Tell me now, to what do we owe the divine honor of your presence?"

Yukina blushed a crimson seemingly determined to rival the kitsune's hair; Hiei stared daggers at his back.

"Oh, well, I was... we were... sent by Yusuke to ask you something."

"We? We whom?" The curious fox inquired.

"Oh, me and... KUWABARA-SAN! Oh dear, do you think that he's alright?"

"Yes, as I told you before, I'm sure he'll be fine."

"Where is he, exactly?"

"Lying outside in the snow!"

"Outside?"

"Yes."

"In the cold?"

"Yes."

"And you didn't bring him in?"

"He'll be fine."

"I doubt it..." Kurama sighed, but when he saw the horror-stricken look on Yukina's face, he decided not to push the issue further.

"So tell us, Yukina-chan, what did Yusuke want with us?"

"Want with you?" She still looked dazed... "What did he..? OH! Yes, how stupid of me to forget! Yusuke-kun wanted us to come by and invite you to the Christmas party he's throwing tonight!"

"On the 18th?"

"Oh yes, he said life was too short to wait for the actual Christmas!"

"Well, he would know..."

"Are you coming?"

"Of course! We'd be happy to-"

"No."

"What? But koibito, why not?"

He inwardly cringed at being referred to in such a formal manner in the company of his own sister... but non the less, vigilantly pressed on.

"Kurama, I don't care what you do, but I do not wish to go, for I do not wish to be bored senseless while entrapped in a room full of holly-jolly nincompoops."

"Awww, please Hiei-san?"

"Yeah, pwese Hiei-saaannnnn?" Kurama mocked, assuming Yukina's same hand gesture as the two begged him to join them. He even got on his knees, hugging the little fire demon around his stomach so fiercely, he thought he might fall over.

"Gah, get off of me, fox!"

"Not until you say you go!"

"If I say that I'll go, will you stop clinging on me?"

"Yes, but only if you say it!"

Looking down into their hopeful faces, Hiei sighed in inevitable defeat...

'Damn, you can never make it easy for me, can you?'

"NOPE!" Grinned Kurama, sweetly smiling up at him.

"Who said you could read my mind?"

The kitsune merely smiled.

"Fine then, you win." He covered his ears as the two other occupants of the room simultaneously jumped up, exchanging hi-fives and happy-dances as they rallied in their triumph.

"We got Hiei, we got Hiei!" They cat-called, spinning joyously.

"Don't get used to it!" He retorted, although they didn't seem to be listening...

At all...

"Now all we need to do is go shopping to get everything ready!' Kurama yelled enthusiastically, pumping his hand in the air.

-Hiei sweatdropped-

And as the ecstatic two set up their planning area at the dining room table, a certain ice-demon couldn't help thinking that she had forgotten something...

Outside, Kuwabara's limp body, who's coat had since been torn off by a pack of abandoned and hungry dogs, lay twitching in the freshly falling snow...


Bwuhaha! Sorry, I just HAD to add some of the other characters in, and the chance to pick on poor Kuwabara was just TOO tempting!

(If you like him, don't hurt me! Heh heh...;) )

Ummmmmm... yeah...

And to the last reviewer of this story, who, by the way, postedon freakin' 21, JANU-FREAKIN'-ARY, I have one thing to say...

ame-tennyo: YOU ROCK! And reviews don't have to make sense to be loved! I appreciate you immensely!

Toodles,

Collision: Yanma Senpai!

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