-DISCLAIMERS- (POOF) The disclaiming fairy appears.
"All is disclaimed." he says in a very high fairy like voice sprinkling fairy dust in the lawyers eyes so they can see me to sue me. (POOF)
Ok before you begin reading I just want to say thank you to all who have made this far. I am sorry I am keeping poor Hiei, thusly you in the dark about a few key things. However I have drops a few hints about the history and how it connects with the present.
Yep I am done rambling on and on and on..
Oh yeah I am still trying to figure out the relationship between my boys.At this time,Yusuke wants to protect Kurama. Kurama wants Hiei to love him. Hiei is infatuatied with Yoko.
Simple, yes.
I Know More
Well, it had to had happen sooner or later. I reread the invitation crammed into my locker by one of my well meaning friends.
"So ya little socialite are ya coming?" Brown eyes glisten.
"How much of a choice do I have?"
"Hiei, Hiei my friend." Yusuke says place an arm over my shoulder. "You always have a choice. You can come on your own free will or we all could drag you there kicking and screaming." He pats my chest, "see always a choice."
"Fine" I gruff.
"See, now was that to hard." he says waving his hand running toward the stairwell before last bell rings.
I pull out the books I plan to pretend to read during my next lesson and walk to my class. I figure why run I am already late. Being late is bad enough. To be late, out of breathe and sweaty is uncouth.
Every class was the same all my attempts to catch a small nap were thwarted. The culprits: teachers and students. The reason: fate hates me. The last bell finally rings and I haul my self toward the door. I catch a glimpse of red hair walking up the stairs. I already know who it is but I really want to get out of this place. Curse my curious mind I turn and head to stairs taking two at time trying to catch up with Kurama. I freeze in my tracks as a small hand grips my wrist.
"Please Hiei." the soft voice pleads.
"Yu?"
Her eyes never meet mine, "Don't."
"Don't what?" I say gently removing her fingers from my wrist.
"Just don't interfere."
I could feel my temper rise to the surface but I close my eyes for amoment and kept it in check. "Yu, dear sister I do truly thank you for the warning but all I am going to do is say hello to a friend."
I could tell she was about to rebuke but like some misguided miracle Kuwabara voice echoes up the stairwell, "Yukina. Yukina where are you? Are you up there?"
I somehow am able to swallow that bit of puke that always seems to form in my mouth whenever he is around. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate the large loud and totally annoying beast of a man. I just, it's just…he's dating my sister. The mere thought of this black fact cause my lip to curl up, my brow to lower in the middle and my shoulders to rise in a cringe.
The gentle sounds of perfectly placed footstep tap though out the stairwell like a spring shower. NOT. The erratic sounds of sole slapping and scuffing slam shamelessly off the walls as "he" runs up the stairs taking two or three at a time. We are soon blessed by his visage. He beckons his lovely Yukina. She releases me from her watchful eye. I wave happily as I continue my trek up stairs. See everyone is blessed. I will thank that dear lad for his wonderful timing. I shall have only pleasant thoughts of him for the rest day, this is my vow.
"Yukina, I missed you my little flower."
"Oh, Kuwabara." My sister coos in reply. The soft sound of lips being pressed lightly together in an innocent kiss flood my ears.
"Well that vow was broken quickly," I mumble to myself as horrible, scream inductive images of my sister and that graceless jock- wannabe of a man bombards my fragile mind. Well all I have to do now is see Grandma Genkai gyrating naked in front of a mirror and my life's scarring will be complete.
I reach the top of the stairs and look around every classroom is closed and dark. The click of another steel door quickly catches my attention. I spin around and head for the door clearly marked 'Do Not Enter, Roof Access Only. I press my palms firmly against the cold door and just stand there. Something inside of me was telling me to turn back. For a moment I stood frozen at the door as my own mind and me had a battle. I finally sucker punched and hog-tied my conscious and proceed to walk up the last flight of steps. A faint light pours in from above as I cautiously continue. I notice the door leading to the rooftop is somewhat ajar. After more two second investigative work I see the reason why. Someone has wedged stick between the two rusty hinges. I shrug not really pausing to think since my conscious had been taken care of earlier.
"What the hell do you want?" I hear someone say.
Oh shit I have been caught I almost panic until I realize the voice I just heard was Kurama, he wasn't talking to me and he was quite pissed
The person whom the question was directed to finally speaks, "Now now fox is that any ways to treat an old friend."
"Cut the bullshit, Sensui what do you want? As far as friends you severed that little pathetic thread a long time ago." I blink, they were friends?
"Fine, let us get down to the business at hand." Sensui clears his throat and continues, "I need you to work for me this weekend."
"I know you've blacked mailed me into giving you all of my weekends, so what's so big about this quote unquote job."
"You are required to be yourself."
"No."
"Dear fox, I have kept my promise. Please don't make me break it along with a couple of bones of a certain little and I do mean little, friend of yours. Here's the address. Do show up and do wear something nice." Note to self; kick Sensui's ass.
"But, but this is…" Kurama stutters. "You promised, please don't make me do this one." I could almost see the panic in his voice
"Listen despite what you think, this was not my decision. Personally, I don't think you're not worth the money. But since father is so in infatuated by your assumed innocence, he wanted you." Assumed innocence my eyebrow quirks as I jot yet a mental note to speak with Kurama on exactly what does he do on the weekends.
"Why?" He whispers
"How the fuck should I know. Something about treating an old friend to a sweet favor." Sensui spits icily. "Since I already know you know where it is, getting lost won't be a problem. And since you have made it beyond clear we are not friends, my business with you is done. Bye."
He said bye that means, "Oh god" I eeep jumping down the flight of stairs in a single bound, unfortunately the momentum of my jump forces me head long into the steel door. Fortunately I have a very hard head. I bolt down the corridor randomly checking the classroom door hoping on is unlocked. Fortunately I see a light on in one of the rooms. I haul my little and I do mean little ass to the room swing the door open slide in side, close the door as quickly and as quietly as possible crouch down. I listen carefully for Sensui to pass by. I slowly stand up peeping through the window. The coast is clear. Great now all I have to do is find Kurama and ask him a couple of question. I smile to myself the gods were finally on my side, they are showering me with a bit of good luck.
"Hmmm" I muse looking downward as my pant's leg catches on the zipper of a defiantly unnoticed before this moment, book bag. No problem.
My happy moment is once again tested when the hard clearing of a throat echoes in the room along with a tittering of snickers. I slowly turn around and see that the room is in fact not empty, still believing things could still turn out alright. My thought carry over to the happy fact at least it's not the Detention Room, it is only an after school club I will simply say my sorry and leave. All cake.
"Young man, do take a sit we have plenty." An older man voice rumbles interrupting my thinking process. I turn around teeth and tongue baited to excuse myself politely as possible.
"Aw, fuck." I say as clear as day. My shoulders drop as the letters D, E, T, E, N, T, I, O, and N dance from the board behind the teacher into my ruby colored eyes.
I walk to my seat after receiving two more detentions and realize the gods weren't sprinkling me with their divine love and luck, oh no they were pissing on me.
