All right, time to start work on the next chappie. Well, I've decided the
first place to make a crossover would have to be Gravitation. I've recently
discovered this title and it's become one of my favorites (it's shounen-ai!
Yay!) Anyway, don't worry if you haven't heard of it, because it's not
really going to matter. Nothing I cross this over with will matter except
for my own amusement's sake (and yours too, I assume.) If you haven't heard
of Gravi, look into it – it's worth it. Books-a-million carries it (Volume
five is out in April! Squee!)
My kitten had his claw taken out and was "fixed" yesterday. I can't wait to go pick him up after school, poor darling. I feel so bad for him, I'm wearing his collar as an anklet. It has a jingle bell on it, so it sounds like he's nearby when I walk.
In this chapter I finally answer the burning question: What happened to Kuwabara? (Don't you wish we could just ignore him completely? *giggles*)
Disclaimers: I own nothing and this is yaoi
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"This looks like the place." Yusuke decided, flipping long strands of dark hair over his shoulder and checking the address on the little card one more. "Let's just get this over with."
"I find it amusing that you are so offended at such a simple case when you did not want to accept it in the first place." Kurama teased quietly from behind him, carefully lifting Yusuke's hair from his neck and twisting it a few times before laying it over the boy's shoulder. He knew how much the long mass got on his young lover's nerves. They had tried cutting it once, and it had only grown back in a few days (much to Kurama's secret pleasure – he preferred it long.)
None of Yusuke's friends knew of the transformation which he had gone though, and the newly-made cat demon wanted to keep it that way. Kurama was happy to oblige – when Yusuke was ducking his friends it meant he had more time for his lovers – although Hiei seemed to take some kind of sick satisfaction out of making oblique comments and hints as to what had happened when the humans were around, effectively driving Yusuke crazy. Personally, Kurama thought it was revenge for all the times Yusuke had taunted the short demon about his sister, but whether it was or not, Hiei refused to admit.
Besides, angering each other seemed to turn the two of them on, and so Kurama was happy to let it continue. Their little spats were no longer meant in earnest, but were rather a kind of flirting game with them. At first Kurama had worried that they were not getting along as lovers and would ruin the tidy little threesome he had created, but had soon discovered (after speaking to each of them without the other's knowledge) that they actually loved each other. He was thankful for that, thankful that they had settled it and he was able to come home to both of his loves after his long ordeal.
"Are you going to knock or are you going to just stare at the door, kitten?" Hiei asked bitingly.
Yusuke shot the short demon a scowl. "Shut up, apple dumpling."
Yusuke despised being called kitten, as it was both a taunt, and a rather embarrassing term of endearment. So that was his new name, according to Hiei. Yusuke's response was, of course, to find a suitable name to call Hiei in return, however nothing seemed to phase the shorter demon. Kurama had tried to help think up names, but nothing had worked as of yet. It may have been possible that there was nothing that would embarrass Hiei, although, that couldn't be true.
"Is that the best you can do?" Hiei snorted.
"Hey, cupcake, I'm trying, all right?" He growled.
Kurama sighed and rolled his eyes, gracefully raising his hand to knock on the door before them. "Children, children. Must I remind you again to play nice?" He asked with a small, amused smile.
There was a rustle on the other side of the door, and the sound of someone yelling. Then the door swung open violently.
"What?"
Kurama took a moment to observe the person who had answered the door, knowing full well how most people who yelled like that despised it when their bad moods held no affect over others. The man was tall with disheveled blonde/brown hair and cold golden eyes, and he wore his loose white shirt mostly unbuttoned. Kurama had time for this much of an observation before he sensed Yusuke bristling at the rudeness and calmly placed his hand on his shoulder and offered the man a cool smile.
"We have come about the exorcism? An object of yours is possessed, I believe? At least, that was the report."
The man stared at him, scowling, for a moment, a cigarette held carelessly between two fingers of one hand, an opened can of beer in the other. He was barefoot, Kurama also noted, and there was a pair of glasses in the front pocket of his shirt. "We called about that days ago."
"Yes, our apologies." Kurama smiled, giving Yusuke's shoulder a squeeze when he felt he was about to speak. He was only thankful that Hiei didn't care enough to cause trouble with the human. "However, you must realize that our organization is small, and very busy." He half-lied. The number the man had most likely called was under the guise of a psychic spirit detective agency – the kind commonly seen on television shows such as Unsolved Mysteries. The purpose, of course, was to receive word of paranormal activity spirit world should be made aware of without alerting humans to its presence. Only the weak and low ranking usually took the cases. "I am Kurama, and my associates are known as Hiei and Yusuke."
"No last names? You freaks are pretty into it." He scowled, looking them over once more. "Eiri Yuki." He said finally, obviously not planning to shake hands. "You know, your company wouldn't be so damn busy if you wouldn't send three people for something like this."
"Just be glad we showed up at all." Yusuke growled.
"Quiet, my dear. The grownups are talking." Kurama said quietly, annoyed that the cat demon didn't know any better yet. He couldn't allow the actions of humans to affect him. It simply wasn't done! He offered Yuki a smile. "May we come in?"
"I don't want you here. I don't believe in that paranormal shit."
"Then who called us?"
"It was..."
He was interrupted by a shout, something that sounded like "Yuuuuuukkkkkkiiiii! Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them?"
"YES!" He shouted finally. "Would you shut the hell up?!"
A boy squeezed past him through the door. He seemed to be of a similar age with Yusuke, and had pink hair. Unlike Yusuke, he seemed very cheerful and bubbly. "Are you the detectives?"
"Yusuke is the detective. Hiei and I are merely...assistants."
Hiei snorted and said something rude under his breath, retreating further into his anti-social attitude.
"I'm Shuichi, Shuichi Shindou. Can you really get the ghosts out of Yuki's computer? They won't let him work, and he gets cranky when he can't work, like...well, you see how he is."
"Shut up, brat." He growled.
"See? Cranky. Here, come on in. Yuki, get out of the way so they can come inside." He ignored the man's growls and curses and somehow managed to make room for the three demons to pass through the door, leading them from the entrance hall to the living room where they all took seats. Shuichi sat near Yuki carefully, as if he wasn't quite sure he was allowed to. After a few moments he seemed to relax visibly and even leaned into the man.
Interesting.
"So, tell us about these...ghosts, you said?" Yusuke asked, grinning. He had the light in his eyes that meant he was ready for a challenge, or at least a brawl. He had decided, apparently, to make the best of the bad mission they had been given. He was probably also cheered by the fact neither man seemed to notice that he was somewhat less than human. One reason he had been avoiding all contact with friends was the fear that they would notice his change. Also the fact that Kuwabara was ready to kill him for leaving him stranded all alone in a demon town may have something to do with that avoidance. Yusuke claimed they had had no choice but to abandon him to go after Kurama, but Hiei admitted that he had hoped that the rather annoying human would conveniently disappear, hopefully into an unmarked and early grave.
No, actually. According to Botan, the red haired lout had woken up with even the clothes stolen from his back and a horrible headache. The only reason, Kurama guessed, that he had been left alive long enough for Botan to realize something was wrong and come to get him was not his fighting prowess, but rather the fact he was too ugly for anyone to want to eat or otherwise bother.
"Well, it started a week or two ago." Shuichi began, brushing long magenta- colored bangs from his eyes. "I was just getting home from a concert – I'm in a band called Bad Luck, have you heard of us?" He asked eagerly. "We just got out fist single released a while ago!"
"Shut up and answer the question." Hiei growled.
Yuki shifted, sending the short demon a glare which the slightly pouting Shuichi didn't catch.
Very interesting.
"A...anyway, I went into Yuki's office to say goodnight," a slight blush across his cheeks suggested that wasn't quite exactly what he had had planned, and he continued quickly. "And I noticed that he had fallen asleep while working on his novel, so I decided I would try to wake him up and get him to come...er, go to bed." The blush darkened.
Very interesting indeed.
"He was just waking up when I noticed that the paint box was open and there was a little drawing that looked like...um, well, there was a lot of blood and then there were two people and um...anyway, I asked him why he would draw something like that, and he said that he didn't know what I was talking about so I showed him and he said he didn't do it and I better stop acting like a damn child or he'd make me go home."
"He whines and it's very nasal." Yuki said coldly, as if excusing his behavior.
Shuichi rounded on him. "I do not...!" He began, face even more red.
"Please, continue your lover's spat later," Kurama requested calmly, feeling deep satisfaction at their looks of shock that he had discovered the truth so soon. Yusuke and Hiei were looking at him doubtfully – they hadn't seen it. Kurama would wager almost anything that the two boys before him were both very much in love, although he was doubtful Yuki would admit to it. Hence the harshness. "Now, what sort of things had this...ghost...done? A drawing is little evidence, I'm afraid."
Shuichi stared a moment more before answering. "All Yuki's files were deleted and replaced by really mean, violent messages and I went in there once and stuff was flying around and there was blood all over the computer and It had glowy red eyes and a mouth filled with sharp teeth and it almost bit me."
"It did not." Yuki contradicted coldly.
"Well, it tried to."
"You ran away before it could even consider it."
"It bit you!"
Kurama's ears perked. "Is this true?"
"Might explain the attitude." Yusuke mumbled.
"No, my Yuki's like that all the time."
"Please, may I see?" Kurama asked, leaning forward in his chair and swiping strands of long red hair over his shoulder.
Yuki scowled at him but set down the beer can he had of yet to have taken a drink from and placed his cigarette in an ash tray before rolling up his sleeve and leaning forward so they could take a look. "It's nothing. Didn't even bleed."
"I told him to put peroxide on it, but he refused."
Kurama leaned away from the slightly blackening wound, nose picking up a slight stench which neither of the humans had probably noticed as he exchanged troubled glances with Hiei.
"Gross." Yusuke said, reaching forward to touch it.
Kurama snatched his hand back with just a little less calm than he would have preferred, looking to Shuichi. "Has your skin come into contact with this wound?" He demanded, feeling Yusuke's eyes on him. He kept his hold on the cat demon's arm, gripping a little tighter than necessary.
"No, Yuki hasn't let us have se...I mean, no." He answered, looking troubled. "What's wrong? Is it bad?"
"Bad enough to kill you both." Hiei said coldly, eyes locked on the wound and a small scowl on his face. Shuichi's countenance went deathly pale and Kurama hurried to reassure him.
"Without proper treatment it is certainly enough to kill. You are very lucky we came here when we did. I am more than qualified to deal with this. We should move you to a bed, Yuki-san. Right now."
"Tryxidion's work." Hiei grumbled. "I didn't even know he was still alive."
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To be Continued
Um, yeah, that's it for now. I hope I made Yuki and Shu-chan in character; I don't write them often. I really don't want those of you who haven't read Gravi to think badly of either of them. Yeah, Yuki's a mean bastard and yeah, Shuichi's a major spazz, but they have redeeming qualities! And they're such a cute couple!
My kitten had his claw taken out and was "fixed" yesterday. I can't wait to go pick him up after school, poor darling. I feel so bad for him, I'm wearing his collar as an anklet. It has a jingle bell on it, so it sounds like he's nearby when I walk.
In this chapter I finally answer the burning question: What happened to Kuwabara? (Don't you wish we could just ignore him completely? *giggles*)
Disclaimers: I own nothing and this is yaoi
~
"This looks like the place." Yusuke decided, flipping long strands of dark hair over his shoulder and checking the address on the little card one more. "Let's just get this over with."
"I find it amusing that you are so offended at such a simple case when you did not want to accept it in the first place." Kurama teased quietly from behind him, carefully lifting Yusuke's hair from his neck and twisting it a few times before laying it over the boy's shoulder. He knew how much the long mass got on his young lover's nerves. They had tried cutting it once, and it had only grown back in a few days (much to Kurama's secret pleasure – he preferred it long.)
None of Yusuke's friends knew of the transformation which he had gone though, and the newly-made cat demon wanted to keep it that way. Kurama was happy to oblige – when Yusuke was ducking his friends it meant he had more time for his lovers – although Hiei seemed to take some kind of sick satisfaction out of making oblique comments and hints as to what had happened when the humans were around, effectively driving Yusuke crazy. Personally, Kurama thought it was revenge for all the times Yusuke had taunted the short demon about his sister, but whether it was or not, Hiei refused to admit.
Besides, angering each other seemed to turn the two of them on, and so Kurama was happy to let it continue. Their little spats were no longer meant in earnest, but were rather a kind of flirting game with them. At first Kurama had worried that they were not getting along as lovers and would ruin the tidy little threesome he had created, but had soon discovered (after speaking to each of them without the other's knowledge) that they actually loved each other. He was thankful for that, thankful that they had settled it and he was able to come home to both of his loves after his long ordeal.
"Are you going to knock or are you going to just stare at the door, kitten?" Hiei asked bitingly.
Yusuke shot the short demon a scowl. "Shut up, apple dumpling."
Yusuke despised being called kitten, as it was both a taunt, and a rather embarrassing term of endearment. So that was his new name, according to Hiei. Yusuke's response was, of course, to find a suitable name to call Hiei in return, however nothing seemed to phase the shorter demon. Kurama had tried to help think up names, but nothing had worked as of yet. It may have been possible that there was nothing that would embarrass Hiei, although, that couldn't be true.
"Is that the best you can do?" Hiei snorted.
"Hey, cupcake, I'm trying, all right?" He growled.
Kurama sighed and rolled his eyes, gracefully raising his hand to knock on the door before them. "Children, children. Must I remind you again to play nice?" He asked with a small, amused smile.
There was a rustle on the other side of the door, and the sound of someone yelling. Then the door swung open violently.
"What?"
Kurama took a moment to observe the person who had answered the door, knowing full well how most people who yelled like that despised it when their bad moods held no affect over others. The man was tall with disheveled blonde/brown hair and cold golden eyes, and he wore his loose white shirt mostly unbuttoned. Kurama had time for this much of an observation before he sensed Yusuke bristling at the rudeness and calmly placed his hand on his shoulder and offered the man a cool smile.
"We have come about the exorcism? An object of yours is possessed, I believe? At least, that was the report."
The man stared at him, scowling, for a moment, a cigarette held carelessly between two fingers of one hand, an opened can of beer in the other. He was barefoot, Kurama also noted, and there was a pair of glasses in the front pocket of his shirt. "We called about that days ago."
"Yes, our apologies." Kurama smiled, giving Yusuke's shoulder a squeeze when he felt he was about to speak. He was only thankful that Hiei didn't care enough to cause trouble with the human. "However, you must realize that our organization is small, and very busy." He half-lied. The number the man had most likely called was under the guise of a psychic spirit detective agency – the kind commonly seen on television shows such as Unsolved Mysteries. The purpose, of course, was to receive word of paranormal activity spirit world should be made aware of without alerting humans to its presence. Only the weak and low ranking usually took the cases. "I am Kurama, and my associates are known as Hiei and Yusuke."
"No last names? You freaks are pretty into it." He scowled, looking them over once more. "Eiri Yuki." He said finally, obviously not planning to shake hands. "You know, your company wouldn't be so damn busy if you wouldn't send three people for something like this."
"Just be glad we showed up at all." Yusuke growled.
"Quiet, my dear. The grownups are talking." Kurama said quietly, annoyed that the cat demon didn't know any better yet. He couldn't allow the actions of humans to affect him. It simply wasn't done! He offered Yuki a smile. "May we come in?"
"I don't want you here. I don't believe in that paranormal shit."
"Then who called us?"
"It was..."
He was interrupted by a shout, something that sounded like "Yuuuuuukkkkkkiiiii! Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them? Is it them?"
"YES!" He shouted finally. "Would you shut the hell up?!"
A boy squeezed past him through the door. He seemed to be of a similar age with Yusuke, and had pink hair. Unlike Yusuke, he seemed very cheerful and bubbly. "Are you the detectives?"
"Yusuke is the detective. Hiei and I are merely...assistants."
Hiei snorted and said something rude under his breath, retreating further into his anti-social attitude.
"I'm Shuichi, Shuichi Shindou. Can you really get the ghosts out of Yuki's computer? They won't let him work, and he gets cranky when he can't work, like...well, you see how he is."
"Shut up, brat." He growled.
"See? Cranky. Here, come on in. Yuki, get out of the way so they can come inside." He ignored the man's growls and curses and somehow managed to make room for the three demons to pass through the door, leading them from the entrance hall to the living room where they all took seats. Shuichi sat near Yuki carefully, as if he wasn't quite sure he was allowed to. After a few moments he seemed to relax visibly and even leaned into the man.
Interesting.
"So, tell us about these...ghosts, you said?" Yusuke asked, grinning. He had the light in his eyes that meant he was ready for a challenge, or at least a brawl. He had decided, apparently, to make the best of the bad mission they had been given. He was probably also cheered by the fact neither man seemed to notice that he was somewhat less than human. One reason he had been avoiding all contact with friends was the fear that they would notice his change. Also the fact that Kuwabara was ready to kill him for leaving him stranded all alone in a demon town may have something to do with that avoidance. Yusuke claimed they had had no choice but to abandon him to go after Kurama, but Hiei admitted that he had hoped that the rather annoying human would conveniently disappear, hopefully into an unmarked and early grave.
No, actually. According to Botan, the red haired lout had woken up with even the clothes stolen from his back and a horrible headache. The only reason, Kurama guessed, that he had been left alive long enough for Botan to realize something was wrong and come to get him was not his fighting prowess, but rather the fact he was too ugly for anyone to want to eat or otherwise bother.
"Well, it started a week or two ago." Shuichi began, brushing long magenta- colored bangs from his eyes. "I was just getting home from a concert – I'm in a band called Bad Luck, have you heard of us?" He asked eagerly. "We just got out fist single released a while ago!"
"Shut up and answer the question." Hiei growled.
Yuki shifted, sending the short demon a glare which the slightly pouting Shuichi didn't catch.
Very interesting.
"A...anyway, I went into Yuki's office to say goodnight," a slight blush across his cheeks suggested that wasn't quite exactly what he had had planned, and he continued quickly. "And I noticed that he had fallen asleep while working on his novel, so I decided I would try to wake him up and get him to come...er, go to bed." The blush darkened.
Very interesting indeed.
"He was just waking up when I noticed that the paint box was open and there was a little drawing that looked like...um, well, there was a lot of blood and then there were two people and um...anyway, I asked him why he would draw something like that, and he said that he didn't know what I was talking about so I showed him and he said he didn't do it and I better stop acting like a damn child or he'd make me go home."
"He whines and it's very nasal." Yuki said coldly, as if excusing his behavior.
Shuichi rounded on him. "I do not...!" He began, face even more red.
"Please, continue your lover's spat later," Kurama requested calmly, feeling deep satisfaction at their looks of shock that he had discovered the truth so soon. Yusuke and Hiei were looking at him doubtfully – they hadn't seen it. Kurama would wager almost anything that the two boys before him were both very much in love, although he was doubtful Yuki would admit to it. Hence the harshness. "Now, what sort of things had this...ghost...done? A drawing is little evidence, I'm afraid."
Shuichi stared a moment more before answering. "All Yuki's files were deleted and replaced by really mean, violent messages and I went in there once and stuff was flying around and there was blood all over the computer and It had glowy red eyes and a mouth filled with sharp teeth and it almost bit me."
"It did not." Yuki contradicted coldly.
"Well, it tried to."
"You ran away before it could even consider it."
"It bit you!"
Kurama's ears perked. "Is this true?"
"Might explain the attitude." Yusuke mumbled.
"No, my Yuki's like that all the time."
"Please, may I see?" Kurama asked, leaning forward in his chair and swiping strands of long red hair over his shoulder.
Yuki scowled at him but set down the beer can he had of yet to have taken a drink from and placed his cigarette in an ash tray before rolling up his sleeve and leaning forward so they could take a look. "It's nothing. Didn't even bleed."
"I told him to put peroxide on it, but he refused."
Kurama leaned away from the slightly blackening wound, nose picking up a slight stench which neither of the humans had probably noticed as he exchanged troubled glances with Hiei.
"Gross." Yusuke said, reaching forward to touch it.
Kurama snatched his hand back with just a little less calm than he would have preferred, looking to Shuichi. "Has your skin come into contact with this wound?" He demanded, feeling Yusuke's eyes on him. He kept his hold on the cat demon's arm, gripping a little tighter than necessary.
"No, Yuki hasn't let us have se...I mean, no." He answered, looking troubled. "What's wrong? Is it bad?"
"Bad enough to kill you both." Hiei said coldly, eyes locked on the wound and a small scowl on his face. Shuichi's countenance went deathly pale and Kurama hurried to reassure him.
"Without proper treatment it is certainly enough to kill. You are very lucky we came here when we did. I am more than qualified to deal with this. We should move you to a bed, Yuki-san. Right now."
"Tryxidion's work." Hiei grumbled. "I didn't even know he was still alive."
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To be Continued
Um, yeah, that's it for now. I hope I made Yuki and Shu-chan in character; I don't write them often. I really don't want those of you who haven't read Gravi to think badly of either of them. Yeah, Yuki's a mean bastard and yeah, Shuichi's a major spazz, but they have redeeming qualities! And they're such a cute couple!