Alright, new chappie! Okay, I thought it might be good if I answered some
questions, since I don't do that as much as I should. (Don't be upset with
me, but I didn't write down who asked what and I don't feel like looking it
up, so I'm just going to list them. If I forget your question, please ask
again.) A while back someone asked if I was going to do a lemon for this
fic. Well, I have written them before, but never posted them and certainly
never where it involved three people so, no, I'm not planning on it.
However, if anyone out there wants to write one based on this story, feel
free! Let me know and I'll go read it (as long as it's fairly tasteful.)
YES! Gravitation really is shounen-ai! I encourage everyone to look it up
at your local book stores. The first two graphic novels are fairly steamy,
too, although the other three aren't as much. (There is a fairly nice scene
in volume five, which I recently purchased, though.) Another good yaoi
manga is Fake. (Don't remember who writes it, though.) Sorry, Keaira, I've
never heard of Yami no Matsuei. I am, however, amazed and flattered that
you like my fic. Everybody go check out Keaira's fics; they're much better
than mine!
Oops, that's all the questions I remember right now. Not really a great feat, is it? Still....
Warnings: I own nothing. This is yaoi.
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"Tryxidion." Kurama said with a grim smile.
"Yeah, but who the hell is that?" Yusuke demanded for what felt like the hundredth time. When Hiei had first said the name, Kurama had gone deathly pale and they both had been quite silent on the issue since, making sure Yuki was in the bed and comfortable and giving Yusuke and Shuichi orders to gather supplies whenever they asked them what was going on.
"A demon." Hiei answered shortly, not looking up from the mixture of herbs that Kurama had set him to stirring as they boiled lowly over the stove.
"Well, I figured that, Einstein." Yusuke scowled. "What I mean is, what's so important about him? Why are you two acting like this? Is he tough or something?"
Kurama glanced at the kitchen table where the white-faced Shuichi was sitting, peeling long green vegetables that Yusuke had no idea as to the name of and knew only that they were from the makai. The pink haired boy met his gaze imploringly.
"Please, tell me so I can help." He pled, dropping the small ceremonial knife that Kurama had given him to use. "I can take it if it's bad. I need to know how you're going to help Yuki."
"So far he is still fine, but within a few more days he would slowly start to weaken until, I'd say in about a week, he would die. Yusuke, my dear, please fill this with water and add it to the mixture Hiei has."
"So, this Tryxidion guy. He's really strong, then?" Yusuke asked again, letting the water pour from the faucet for a few moments before filling the glass jar he had been handed.
"No. And since we came here when we did we will be able to save that young human from the poison bite his creature has infected him with. There is nothing to worry about." Kurama pushed hair behind his ear as he continued to watch the plants he had set to growing in the windowsill.
"Then why are you and Hiei so serious all the sudden?"
"They used to date." Hiei grunted.
Yusuke missed a step and nearly fell. "S...so, he's good-looking then?"
"No. He looks like an ass with legs and a mustache. But Kurama still almost left me for him." Hiei's eyes were on the fox demon, who had turned his back on his two lovers. Yusuke could tell that there was a lot of unresolved conflict between them about this. "Didn't you, fox?"
"Tryxidion was once a brilliant chemist, Yusuke, and a very interesting man to talk to." He sighed, pretending he was speaking of his own choice and not because Hiei had pressured him into it. "We had much in common, and often spent entire days in deep conversation on anything and everything under the sun."
"Yes, he was much more interesting than me." Hiei spat bitterly.
"That simply is not true, Hiei!" Kurama turned from his plants, eyes full of both guilt and anger. "How many times must we have this conversation? I chose you, did I not? Because I loved you, not him. Because I knew that you were better than him, and because I loved you more. Why are you still so jealous over this? I seem to remember you with a very attractive rabbit yukai around this time, and I never became jealous."
"No, you had Tryxidion to console you." He smiled thinly, turning down the stove.
"Damn it, Hiei! Stop it!"
"You should have chosen Tryxidion, I'm sure he wouldn't bother with petty things like envy, neh? You could be terrorizing these humans together right now rather than arguing with a low being such as myself. You're stupid medicine is done heating." He took it off the stove and turned the eye off before leaving the room. Kurama looked desperately to where he had gone, to Yusuke, and back again. Yusuke held up the medicine recipe his lover had hurriedly scrawled out before they had begun working and smiled.
"Go on. I'll take care of it."
Relief flooding his eyes in a silent thank you, Kurama followed quickly after the short, irritable demon.
Yusuke sat across from Shuichi at the table and began to chop the vegetables that the human boy had been peeling.
"They're...lovers?" Shuichi asked quietly, eyes large as he carefully avoided looking up.
"Yeah, so what? You and that Yuki guy are too, aren't you?"
"Yeah, but...I never met other...um...never mind." He finished peeling the last vegetable and set to helping Yusuke chop. "Are they going to be all right?"
"Yeah, I think so. "Yusuke answered, praying he was telling the truth. He couldn't understand Hiei's anger – he hadn't acted that way when Kurama first took Yusuke as a lover, had he? It made him feel guilty to think that he had probably caused the same kind of hurt he had seen in Hiei's eyes a few moments ago, the same kind of bitter argument that no doubt tore Kurama up inside. Did it matter that they were all happy now?
They finished in silence and Yusuke gathered up the chopped pieces and dumped them into the foul-smelling brew on the stove, stirring it up. They fizzled and became gooey-looking. When he glanced back again, he found Shuichi with his head on the table and a blank look in his eye.
"Hey, I'm sure that Yuki guy will be fine." Yusuke assured him with forced cheerfulness, trying to take his mind off of his own problems. "Kurama knows what he's doing, don't worry."
"If I lost Yuki...."
"You love him, don't you?"
"Things were going so great! I think I was even getting him to like me, a little. He doesn't really, you know. I'm just persistent and kind of entertaining. I really don't know why he puts up with me when it would be easy for him to find other people to sleep with. But he does. He was starting to open up a little, I think. I can't lose him now!"
"You won't, I'm sure!"
The boy continued to wail, quite childlike and annoying. "Are you always this much of a spazz?" Yusuke asked dryly, rolling his eyes as he carefully began to pour the rather chunky mixture into a glass. (Note: Anyone watch the old Ninja Turtles movies? I get the image in my mind of that crap they made and later froze into ice cubes or something and hid in doughnuts when they were trying to de-mutate those animals Shredder made. Was that the second movie? Anyone know what I'm talking about? Eh...never mind.) "Come on, let's go feed this to your boyfriend."
"He won't eat that shit." Shuichi whimpered, rising and wiping the sleeve of his shirt across his eyes and slightly runny nose.
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"I won't eat that shit."
"You gotta eat it. You wanna die?" Yusuke demanded, holding the glass out to the angry-looking man, who began to glare. Scary as he was trying to be, he was nothing compared to Hiei. Hiei in a good mood. Hiei in a good mood on Prozac. Hiei in a good mood on Prozac in Disney World. Hiei in a good mood on Prozac in Disney World getting laid. Over and over.
Yusuke decided it would be wise to redirect his thoughts.
"Look, all right, we know what we're doing. I know it smells rank and looks like...well, like diarrhea, but this shit is what's going to save your life. It's not my fault you aren't smart enough to avoid being bitten by a possessed, demonic computer. I mean, come on! It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that, hey! You should stay away from the strange looking thingie with red glowing eyes because chances are it doesn't want to make nice. DRINK THE DAMN MEDICINE!"
"Eiri, please...."
Yuki glared a moment more before snatching the cup from Yusuke and downing it in one long gulp. His face went slightly green and he pushed it back. "There, happy now?"
"What did it taste like?"
He looked at Shuichi flatly for a long moment. "Chicken. Chicken covered in snot."
The boy's lips quirked, and though he tried to fight it, he soon dissolved into giggles and fell from his perch on the side of the bed to the floor.
"Can I get up now?" Yuki demanded.
"I'm afraid you are going to have to stay bedridden for at least twenty- four hours in order to let the medicine settle." Kurama answered from the doorway, walking in followed by a less-unhappy looking Hiei. "I'm afraid that also means you cannot have company in that bed, although it is fine if Shuichi-san wants to stay in here with you. No fooling around, mind you."
"Then what's the point in keeping the brat around?"
"Hmmm...."
"Heeeeeyyy! That's not funny! Yuuuukkkkkiiiiii!!!"
He sighed as if making a great sacrifice and held the blankets up for Shuichi to scramble in beside him, glaring Yusuke and the others as if daring someone to comment. Yusuke didn't miss how his eyes softened somewhat when they fell on Shuichi, and wondered at how Kurama could have realized the two were an item before he did.
"What about my computer?" Yuki demanded coldly.
"Yes, that." Kurama carelessly flicked a strand of hair over his shoulder. "That will have to wait until tomorrow, although my team and I should remain here overnight to ensure it does not make its way to you."
"It can do that?" Shuichi asked, eyes large.
"Unfortunately, yes. And while we don't know why Tryxidion has chosen to attack you, we do know his usual battle tactics. You should be perfectly safe. My companions and I will sleep in your office tonight, between the computer and the door."
"You're going to so much trouble for us...."Shuichi sniffled.
"No trouble at all." Kurama's eyes gleamed. "We shall think of it merely as...as a camping trip."
Yusuke and Hiei exchanged knowing looks.
(Note: In case you've forgotten, Eiri is Yuki's first name. So when Shu- chan calls him that earlier, it's intentional, not a mistake on my part.)
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"Now aren't you glad I made you call that number?"
"Shut the hell up and go to sleep."
Shuichi sat up a little, propping himself up on an elbow. "Yuki, did you know that two of those guys are gay?"
"So what?" He demanded, refusing to open his eyes. "So are you."
"I am not! Just because I'm with you doesn't mean...and I'm not in love with you cause you're a guy, anyway, and..."
"Is there a point to this or do you intend to ramble until I physically force you from the room? I'm trying to be nice, letting you stay in here. I don't have to. I could make you keep our guests company. Make sure they don't steal anything."
"I just thought it was kind of weird, that's all. They had this big fight in the middle of the kitchen and then disappeared for a few hours...I think you need to hire a cleaning lady to disinfect the house before you tough anything they may have done something on. And the other guy didn't even care that that's what they were probably doing. Don't most normal guys freak out about stuff like that?"
"Name one that you know."
He was silent for a long while. "That's beside the point!" He decided finally.
"You're such a hypocrite." Yuki sighed. "Go to sleep. I'm tired and you're getting on my nerves. Your voice is grating."
"I'll go to sleep if you hold me."
"Hell no."
"Please, Yuki?"
"I wasn't kidding when I said I'd make you sleep with the detectives, brat, now shut the hell up."
Shuichi sighed heavily and lay back down, fidgeting with the sheets. After a few moments, Yuki huffed in irritation and put an arm around him.
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To Be Continued
Oops, that's all the questions I remember right now. Not really a great feat, is it? Still....
Warnings: I own nothing. This is yaoi.
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"Tryxidion." Kurama said with a grim smile.
"Yeah, but who the hell is that?" Yusuke demanded for what felt like the hundredth time. When Hiei had first said the name, Kurama had gone deathly pale and they both had been quite silent on the issue since, making sure Yuki was in the bed and comfortable and giving Yusuke and Shuichi orders to gather supplies whenever they asked them what was going on.
"A demon." Hiei answered shortly, not looking up from the mixture of herbs that Kurama had set him to stirring as they boiled lowly over the stove.
"Well, I figured that, Einstein." Yusuke scowled. "What I mean is, what's so important about him? Why are you two acting like this? Is he tough or something?"
Kurama glanced at the kitchen table where the white-faced Shuichi was sitting, peeling long green vegetables that Yusuke had no idea as to the name of and knew only that they were from the makai. The pink haired boy met his gaze imploringly.
"Please, tell me so I can help." He pled, dropping the small ceremonial knife that Kurama had given him to use. "I can take it if it's bad. I need to know how you're going to help Yuki."
"So far he is still fine, but within a few more days he would slowly start to weaken until, I'd say in about a week, he would die. Yusuke, my dear, please fill this with water and add it to the mixture Hiei has."
"So, this Tryxidion guy. He's really strong, then?" Yusuke asked again, letting the water pour from the faucet for a few moments before filling the glass jar he had been handed.
"No. And since we came here when we did we will be able to save that young human from the poison bite his creature has infected him with. There is nothing to worry about." Kurama pushed hair behind his ear as he continued to watch the plants he had set to growing in the windowsill.
"Then why are you and Hiei so serious all the sudden?"
"They used to date." Hiei grunted.
Yusuke missed a step and nearly fell. "S...so, he's good-looking then?"
"No. He looks like an ass with legs and a mustache. But Kurama still almost left me for him." Hiei's eyes were on the fox demon, who had turned his back on his two lovers. Yusuke could tell that there was a lot of unresolved conflict between them about this. "Didn't you, fox?"
"Tryxidion was once a brilliant chemist, Yusuke, and a very interesting man to talk to." He sighed, pretending he was speaking of his own choice and not because Hiei had pressured him into it. "We had much in common, and often spent entire days in deep conversation on anything and everything under the sun."
"Yes, he was much more interesting than me." Hiei spat bitterly.
"That simply is not true, Hiei!" Kurama turned from his plants, eyes full of both guilt and anger. "How many times must we have this conversation? I chose you, did I not? Because I loved you, not him. Because I knew that you were better than him, and because I loved you more. Why are you still so jealous over this? I seem to remember you with a very attractive rabbit yukai around this time, and I never became jealous."
"No, you had Tryxidion to console you." He smiled thinly, turning down the stove.
"Damn it, Hiei! Stop it!"
"You should have chosen Tryxidion, I'm sure he wouldn't bother with petty things like envy, neh? You could be terrorizing these humans together right now rather than arguing with a low being such as myself. You're stupid medicine is done heating." He took it off the stove and turned the eye off before leaving the room. Kurama looked desperately to where he had gone, to Yusuke, and back again. Yusuke held up the medicine recipe his lover had hurriedly scrawled out before they had begun working and smiled.
"Go on. I'll take care of it."
Relief flooding his eyes in a silent thank you, Kurama followed quickly after the short, irritable demon.
Yusuke sat across from Shuichi at the table and began to chop the vegetables that the human boy had been peeling.
"They're...lovers?" Shuichi asked quietly, eyes large as he carefully avoided looking up.
"Yeah, so what? You and that Yuki guy are too, aren't you?"
"Yeah, but...I never met other...um...never mind." He finished peeling the last vegetable and set to helping Yusuke chop. "Are they going to be all right?"
"Yeah, I think so. "Yusuke answered, praying he was telling the truth. He couldn't understand Hiei's anger – he hadn't acted that way when Kurama first took Yusuke as a lover, had he? It made him feel guilty to think that he had probably caused the same kind of hurt he had seen in Hiei's eyes a few moments ago, the same kind of bitter argument that no doubt tore Kurama up inside. Did it matter that they were all happy now?
They finished in silence and Yusuke gathered up the chopped pieces and dumped them into the foul-smelling brew on the stove, stirring it up. They fizzled and became gooey-looking. When he glanced back again, he found Shuichi with his head on the table and a blank look in his eye.
"Hey, I'm sure that Yuki guy will be fine." Yusuke assured him with forced cheerfulness, trying to take his mind off of his own problems. "Kurama knows what he's doing, don't worry."
"If I lost Yuki...."
"You love him, don't you?"
"Things were going so great! I think I was even getting him to like me, a little. He doesn't really, you know. I'm just persistent and kind of entertaining. I really don't know why he puts up with me when it would be easy for him to find other people to sleep with. But he does. He was starting to open up a little, I think. I can't lose him now!"
"You won't, I'm sure!"
The boy continued to wail, quite childlike and annoying. "Are you always this much of a spazz?" Yusuke asked dryly, rolling his eyes as he carefully began to pour the rather chunky mixture into a glass. (Note: Anyone watch the old Ninja Turtles movies? I get the image in my mind of that crap they made and later froze into ice cubes or something and hid in doughnuts when they were trying to de-mutate those animals Shredder made. Was that the second movie? Anyone know what I'm talking about? Eh...never mind.) "Come on, let's go feed this to your boyfriend."
"He won't eat that shit." Shuichi whimpered, rising and wiping the sleeve of his shirt across his eyes and slightly runny nose.
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"I won't eat that shit."
"You gotta eat it. You wanna die?" Yusuke demanded, holding the glass out to the angry-looking man, who began to glare. Scary as he was trying to be, he was nothing compared to Hiei. Hiei in a good mood. Hiei in a good mood on Prozac. Hiei in a good mood on Prozac in Disney World. Hiei in a good mood on Prozac in Disney World getting laid. Over and over.
Yusuke decided it would be wise to redirect his thoughts.
"Look, all right, we know what we're doing. I know it smells rank and looks like...well, like diarrhea, but this shit is what's going to save your life. It's not my fault you aren't smart enough to avoid being bitten by a possessed, demonic computer. I mean, come on! It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that, hey! You should stay away from the strange looking thingie with red glowing eyes because chances are it doesn't want to make nice. DRINK THE DAMN MEDICINE!"
"Eiri, please...."
Yuki glared a moment more before snatching the cup from Yusuke and downing it in one long gulp. His face went slightly green and he pushed it back. "There, happy now?"
"What did it taste like?"
He looked at Shuichi flatly for a long moment. "Chicken. Chicken covered in snot."
The boy's lips quirked, and though he tried to fight it, he soon dissolved into giggles and fell from his perch on the side of the bed to the floor.
"Can I get up now?" Yuki demanded.
"I'm afraid you are going to have to stay bedridden for at least twenty- four hours in order to let the medicine settle." Kurama answered from the doorway, walking in followed by a less-unhappy looking Hiei. "I'm afraid that also means you cannot have company in that bed, although it is fine if Shuichi-san wants to stay in here with you. No fooling around, mind you."
"Then what's the point in keeping the brat around?"
"Hmmm...."
"Heeeeeyyy! That's not funny! Yuuuukkkkkiiiiii!!!"
He sighed as if making a great sacrifice and held the blankets up for Shuichi to scramble in beside him, glaring Yusuke and the others as if daring someone to comment. Yusuke didn't miss how his eyes softened somewhat when they fell on Shuichi, and wondered at how Kurama could have realized the two were an item before he did.
"What about my computer?" Yuki demanded coldly.
"Yes, that." Kurama carelessly flicked a strand of hair over his shoulder. "That will have to wait until tomorrow, although my team and I should remain here overnight to ensure it does not make its way to you."
"It can do that?" Shuichi asked, eyes large.
"Unfortunately, yes. And while we don't know why Tryxidion has chosen to attack you, we do know his usual battle tactics. You should be perfectly safe. My companions and I will sleep in your office tonight, between the computer and the door."
"You're going to so much trouble for us...."Shuichi sniffled.
"No trouble at all." Kurama's eyes gleamed. "We shall think of it merely as...as a camping trip."
Yusuke and Hiei exchanged knowing looks.
(Note: In case you've forgotten, Eiri is Yuki's first name. So when Shu- chan calls him that earlier, it's intentional, not a mistake on my part.)
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"Now aren't you glad I made you call that number?"
"Shut the hell up and go to sleep."
Shuichi sat up a little, propping himself up on an elbow. "Yuki, did you know that two of those guys are gay?"
"So what?" He demanded, refusing to open his eyes. "So are you."
"I am not! Just because I'm with you doesn't mean...and I'm not in love with you cause you're a guy, anyway, and..."
"Is there a point to this or do you intend to ramble until I physically force you from the room? I'm trying to be nice, letting you stay in here. I don't have to. I could make you keep our guests company. Make sure they don't steal anything."
"I just thought it was kind of weird, that's all. They had this big fight in the middle of the kitchen and then disappeared for a few hours...I think you need to hire a cleaning lady to disinfect the house before you tough anything they may have done something on. And the other guy didn't even care that that's what they were probably doing. Don't most normal guys freak out about stuff like that?"
"Name one that you know."
He was silent for a long while. "That's beside the point!" He decided finally.
"You're such a hypocrite." Yuki sighed. "Go to sleep. I'm tired and you're getting on my nerves. Your voice is grating."
"I'll go to sleep if you hold me."
"Hell no."
"Please, Yuki?"
"I wasn't kidding when I said I'd make you sleep with the detectives, brat, now shut the hell up."
Shuichi sighed heavily and lay back down, fidgeting with the sheets. After a few moments, Yuki huffed in irritation and put an arm around him.
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To Be Continued