Summery: Kuwabara makes an overzealous comment or No one can get under Hiei's skin like Kuwabara
Character(s): Hiei, Kuwabara
"Holy fucking shit dude."
Hiei flinched, nerves on edge as Kuwabara spoke. Maybe if Hiei didn't respond he could ignore him...
"Holy. FUCKING. Shit. Dude!"
Hiei growled in the back of his throat as a large hand clamped on his ankle and hoisted his leg up off the ground from it's prone position. From Hiei's reclined position he glared up at the pompadour sporting human, whom was now making a face of disgust at Hiei's feet.
"You need new shoes! There's barely a sole left…and are you using bandages to keep them together?" Kuwabara continued, taking Hiei's other ankle and inspecting the other shoe as well.
"I advise you to quit touching me if you like your face unmarred…" Hiei warned, his feet in a comically perfect position to kick into Kuwabara's face.
Kuwabara complied, but frowned at Hiei, red brows knitting together, "You need new shoes Hiei."
Hiei snorted, and closed his eyes-the conversation over. (Or so Hiei stubbornly believed.)
Kuwabara frowned at Hiei's closed eyes, and looked back at the shamefully worn down shoes upon the short warriors feet.
"…Your body is a weapon Hiei. You wouldn't let your sword dull or rust-you can't let you feet or shoes get in this condition. If your shoes fell apart in battle and tripped you up-and then someone actually got the upper hand on you-you'd never live it down. Ever." Kuwabara paused and added, "I would never let you live it down…"
Hiei growled an snapped at Kuwabara like a wild animal, startling Kuwabara so bad he fell on to his butt with an, "oof!" Hiei glared daggers at Kuwabara, his frown curled in an almost child like pout-before he disappeared from his once comfortable resting spot, and Kuwabara's presence.
The next time Kuwabara saw Hiei however, Kuwabara couldn't help but grin at the new shoes residing on Hiei's feet.
End