Title: Legally Sane
Pairings: HieixOc
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, but I do own Lydia and the story.
Chapter Eight: Gender Bending and Meet The Parents
It was a cool Saturday afternoon, exactly three days since the Cemetery Episode. I'd almost fully recovered from the events of that night, though my arm was still heavily bandaged due to the roasting it had received- And no matter how many glasses of that green shit Kurama and Hiei had forced down my throat on an hourly basis, it wasn't enough to heal it completely in such a short space of time. I had returned home the day before yesterday, finding my house in a state of normalcy- The fridge was still well-stocked, the furniture was in one piece and the white shag-pile in the living room remained it's pristine colour.
Something was fishy, and it didn't fully register until my brother strolled into the kitchen.
Hiei and I had been seated side by side atop the kitchen counter, a half empty tub of chocolate ice-cream dividing the space between us. The fire demon seemed a tad more relaxed than usual- And dare I say it? He looked seriously cute. He'd forgone the use of his long coat and boots and was sitting Indian style next to me, a smudge of chocolate sauce apparent at the corner of his mouth, his spoon dangling dangerously from slightly parted lips and his eyes were slightly glazed over. Had I found another one of his weaknesses?
Note to self: Feed Hiei chocolate ice-cream covered jalapeno peppers.
My spoon slid into the tub, scraping some of the remnants of the sticky treat from the sides of the carton, then made it's unhurried journey back to my mouth. I'm sad to say it never made it- Actually, the glob of gooey sweetness ended up on my favourite leggings, forever staining the light blue material.
Why had this happened, you ask?
Well wouldn't you be even more than slightly disturbed to find your younger brother parading around in butchered fishnets and your old frilly pink ballet tutu from way back when?
My eyes widened significantly, and I stared in obvious awe. I elbowed Hiei in the ribs, and he glanced up sharply, a pout already curling the corners of his mouth. I ignored this, only because there was seriously something wrong with my junior sibling.
Our gazes followed the brunette as he wandered across the kitchen, coming to a stop at the fridge which we happened to be sitting next to- Pausing only to crack it open and pull out a carton of milk. Now this was where I expected him to pop the carton open and drink straight from it like the slob he was…He shocked me however by merely pouring the calcium enriched goodness into a clean glass and proceeded to drink it from there after he'd returned the milk back to it's original place.
Okay, there is no need to freak out over this. Lets find the problem out in a calm manner…
"Yo Hammy-kun?" He glanced up questioningly- Something he never does when I use that name; "You sure are acting a bit fruity…Have you finally come out of the closet?"
Now I bet you're wondering what I meant by that…Y'see, I've always stuck by my theory that my little brother was gay. Why? Cause of his extremely close relationship with his friend Ichigo (I actually never knew who he was until the Cemetery Incident- I'd always called him 'Fairy')- As well as the fact I found a gay pr0n magazine under his pillows when I did my routine inspection of his room. He'd denied the whole thing at the time, saying that it had actually belonged to an older boy at school who'd wanted to hide it from the teachers. Like I was going to buy that. So what if he was only thirteen? It only proved that males do develop sexually at an early age.
His face screwed up in a classic imitation of my own warped expression, his blue eyes narrowing somewhat at me. Then as if a light bulb had been switched on inside his head, he smiled serenely at me- Like a lovesick teenager. "What on earth are you talking about, sister dear?"
Okay…That was slightly creepy… Lets try a different tact. "…Alright why are you running around in…" I gesticulated wildly at his outfit, momentarily speechless from the horror of it all "…In that?"
Keisuke looked down at himself and frowned. "I wanted to look special for Ichigo…Is pink not my colour?"
"Eh?!" My jaw dropped, and I almost lost my seat. What the hell was going on here?! I glared suspiciously at Hiei, and he merely shrugged indifferently at me.
I…Cannot believe my brother had asked me such a feminine question. I feel violated- Really I do. My mind whirled with the possible answers I could rattle off of at him, but when I saw those cobalt hues of his glisten with unshed moisture, I caved slightly.
"No! You look rather cute in pink," I assured him, "It's just…How can I put this?…Boys don't wear pink is all." Maybe he'd get my hint.
The brunette cocked his head to the side, his smile firmly back in place; "Of course they don't."
I felt like I'd just hit a brick wall. Lets try this again…"Keisuke…"
He interrupted me, raising a hand; "My name isn't Keisuke silly…" He giggled…Giggled for Kami's sake!
"Uh…Okay? Then what is your name?"
I don't think I wanna know…
"It's Kanae! How could you forget your baby sisters name?"
My face dropped and I fell to the floor with a dull thud, flat on my back with my legs akimbo. I immediately jumped to my feet, my hands clamping down harshly on Keisuke's…No Kanae's…Damnit! The brat's shoulders.
"Okay you little snot this isn't funny in the least…Stop fucking around unless you want a taste of my famous Kung Pow Fist. Understand?"
That's when I heard it. Not a full-blown apology, or a snide comment along the lines of 'Ha, I fooled you, you complete dumbass!'. No. It was a distressed sniffle. Kami help me.
"Ow…You're hurting me big sister…" he whined, his lips twisting into a distinctively feminine pout.
I recoiled and scuttled backwards until my butt hit the edge of the counter between Hiei's legs, my arms held up high to protect my face and other upper vital areas.
"Hn. Kurama warned me that there may be side affects to using the Jagan on anyone below the age of twenty-five…" Hiei mused around a mouthful of chocolate ice-cream.
I whirled on the demon and bopped him on the head, causing him to topple forward into my shoulder. He snapped back, the glazed look in his eyes fading momentarily.
"What?!"
The indignant tone had no affect on me whatsoever, I was close to hysterics! First my brother was almost devoured by the living dead, and now he was gender confused! If I thought I was in trouble before…Jeez, I didn't want to think about what would happen once the rents had returned.
"You broke my brother and now he thinks he's a girl you jackass!" I yelled, stamping a socked foot on the worn linoleum. "And what's more, mum and dad will be back in three freaking days! What am I supposed to tell them?!"
"Yare, yare…" Hiei muttered, hopping off of the counter with a slight shrug. "You Ningens go from one extreme to the next."
"Damnit, don't act so blasé about this!" I snapped, waving my hands violently.
Keisuke…Or Kanae…Whatever…Squeaked and hid behind Hiei, his round face peeking at me from over his shoulder. "Big sister is so scary…" he whispered.
"Ningen, if you want the chance to father children, I suggest you refrain from touching me." Hiei scowled darkly at my cowering brother and sidestepped his cloying grip.
I watched the exchange with mild, if a tad misplaced, humour when a thought occurred to me. "Hiei? Query…What's a 'Jagan'? Is it like an anal probe for brains?"
Turning in my direction, I couldn't help but notice the superior smirk that graced my crush's lips. A bandaged hand lifted to finger the pristine white bandana at his forehead and the skilful digits hooked beneath the material. He yanked his hand to the side, and the cloth came off with a flourish, fluttering to the floor. I looked on in interest. It was….
"That…" he began, his tone full of pride; "Is the Jagan."
…It was an eye. Okay, it was a cool looking eye, but an eye nonetheless. I frowned and took a few steps forward until I came nose to nose with the boy. My head canted to the side. It was just like his other two eyes, though instead of the scarlet I was used to, it was a brilliant shade of violet with a tiny pupil in the middle.
Under my scrutiny, it seemed to 'puff' out proudly, as if to say; 'Yes, I am just too cool for you mortal! Fear my third-eyeness! Mwahaha!'
I glared icily at it and shrieked; "Oh my God, your third eye gender-bended my baby brother!" I lifted a finger, and jabbed him in his 'Jagan'. Tehe, that sounded naughty.
Hiei howled in utter agony and fell back into the table clutching the oozing orb, his two regular eyes watering and glaring daggers at me.
"What the hell did you do that for, wench?" he snarled.
"That'll teach you to use that thing on unsuspecting mortals!" I announced scathingly, turning my back on the writhing demon.
"And as for you…" I added, grabbing my younger brother by the scruff of his leotard, "You are coming with me."
We were at the door in record time- I'd slipped on my sneakers, and I paused momentarily to allow my brother to do the same. Unfortunately he chose to put on mum's high heels. Closing my eyes in shame and despair, I didn't even bother to reprimand him.
"Big sister?" I glanced sharply at him. "Where are we going."
"To Kurama's house, and Hiei will be leading us there, aren'tcha little guy?"
Hiei had stalked out into the hall, trying to wind the bandana around his injured eye. "And what makes you think I'll aid you baka onna?" He smirked as if he believed there was nothing I could do to persuade him into helping me out.
My lips curled sinisterly, and I clasped my hands behind my back. "Well, if you don't…I'll tell the others that you tried to rape me in my own kitchen." He stiffened, and I released a creepy chuckle, turning away for a moment. "And everyone knows how much you despise Ningens…So what do you think they'll say if they knew?"
When I looked back, Hiei's entire frame was covered in black flame, and I could tell he was having a terrible internal battle…To kill me, and say it was merely an accident…Or to give in. He visibly wilted, and flitted past me and out into the sunshine. I followed after him, tugging a squirming Keisuke behind me.
Haha…Now I had him by the balls.
"…It's just a nickname mother…No she's not my girlfriend…Yes that is a boy wearing a ballet outfit…"
Perhaps I should've done some research on Kurama before pounding on his door at dinner time- Though it was extremely amusing watching the fox sweat nervously as his shocked family fired out numerous questions about his unannounced guests.
I bet you're wondering what we could have possibly done to have caused such chaos.
Well, we'd appeared on the boy's doorstep around ten minutes ago, and instead of asking for someone called 'Suiichi'- the redhead's human name when the door was inevitably answered by his unsuspecting mother, I'd asked for Kurama. She'd gently informed me that I must be at the wrong place, and moved to close the door on us.
Hiei, who'd grown quite surly during our little field trip, had shoved his foot in-between the door and the jamb, growling out something highly unintelligible. This in turn had frightened the fox's mother, and I had to play peacemaker for a moment. At the sudden commotion at his front door, Kurama had come to inspect the problem, only for his face to pale considerably at the sight of the three of us, and his terrified parent.
Predictably, the other parent and the guy's younger brother had also followed, and now we were all standing in the living room, awaiting the go-ahead from the parents for us to go up to Kurama's room. Of course, just as things were starting to return to a state of normalcy, my brother just had to go and fuck things up when he decided to claim the mild-mannered green eyed boy with an excited squeal of;
"Shame on you big sister, for keeping such a gorgeous man all to yourself!" Adding after he'd gotten Kurama's attention; "Now tell me, do you prefer Brunettes?"
This was fucking hilarious. Kurama sweatdropped and went an interesting shade of red; his father's eyebrows rose up to his receding hairline and his brother almost busted a rib from the hilarity of it all. His mother however, had to sit down from fear of actually fainting.
Deciding to save the fox's bacon, I grabbed Keisuke by his leotard again and dragged him up the stairs in the vague direction of Kurama's bedroom. Naturally as a guest who'd never been here before, I had to open seven different doors until I came to a room which looked like it may have belonged to him.
Kurama appeared not soon after, practically bolting the door shut behind him. He didn't turn to look at us for a moment, his pale hands bracing his shaking form against the worn oak. The silence ticked by rather slowly, and I was beginning to feel a tad uneasy. Wasn't Kurama the charming, popular one of the group?
When he finally spun around, his ivy eyes flickering to a deep gold with something akin to cold fury blazing in those dazzling orbs…I couldn't suppress the shiver of apprehension that slid down my spine. Keisuke, not having noticed the distinct change in fox boy's demeanour, opened his mouth to say something that could have possibly gotten his head lopped off- I of course, immediately stemmed the flow of girly gibberish before it was uttered by clapping a clammy hand over his mouth.
"Now, now Kurama…" I began hesitantly as he slowly morphed into his alter ego (how he managed that after I'd been told by Hiei that it was nigh on impossible for him to do so unless he was deeply angered, was beyond me…For what I'd done couldn't constitute for such a dramatic change, right?); "I did intrude upon your private time with your family for a good reason…"
The silver-haired Yokai, formerly my redheaded 'friend' stopped in front of me, glaring down at me dispassionately. Oh shit…
Before I even had a chance to call on Hiei for help, (he'd mysteriously appeared on the opposite side of the room, with his eyes closed, and a smirk gracing his lips), I was hoisted to eye level by the Yoko, my feet dangling helplessly about a foot from the ground.
"You've upset my Ningen side, girl…" he purred out, his tone laced with steely amusement. "It's quite hard to rile him up…Did you by any chance, threaten his kin?"
I squeaked, and shook my head in the negative. I didn't trust my voice at that moment, so opted for silence.
'He's seriously going to disembowel me, isn't he?' I thought frantically, feeling my air supply dwindling.
That seemed to make him pause; "Then what did you do, if I may ask? Answer quickly, and I may decide to not sic one of my Ningen eating plants on you."
'Oh wow, how magnanimous of you O' Bushy Tailed One' I snapped mentally, despite my fear of my ever present and looming death. I could've sworn I heard Hiei snicker softly in my mind, and mutter something along the lines of 'Ah, so she does possess a backbone after all…' I glanced suspiciously over my shoulder at him, but he remained as expressionless as ever.
The sudden hissing noise caught my attention, and I found myself staring down the foaming mouth of an extremely pissed off red plant. My sweatdrop grew larger, and I could've sworn blue lines streaked down the left side of my face as I paled considerably.
"I am not known for my patience, Ningen…" he reminded me in a sing-song voice.
"Okay, okay! I'll tell you! Just get that thing out of my face!" I shrieked hysterically, recoiling in the spirit fox's grip.
He merely smiled that serene Kurama-ish smile at me, and slowly moved the arm the plant was wrapped around away from me. "From the beginning please. We do like to weigh the variables, and if all is in your favour, we'll spare your life this time. If not then…" I didn't want to know about the 'if not' part.
"Hiei used his Jagan on my brother Keisuke." I jabbed a thumb over my shoulder at the boy currently dressed in my old ballet attire and was busy sending sparkly looks at the fox. "And unintentionally…At least it better have been unintentionally…" I added this for Hiei's benefit, "Gender-bendered him. And now he thinks he's a girl."
The Yokai nodded slowly and cocked his head to the side. "And what has that got to do with us?"
"I was getting to that," I snapped back, irritated. "Y'see, Hiei let it slip during this entire fiasco, that you…Well that is to say, the redhead had told him it was risky using the Jagan on anyone under the age of twenty-five. So naturally, I came here in order for you…Or your alter ego…To fix him before my parents come back and totally freak out."
"That seems fair enough. But why is it, that my Ningen side is so upset with you?" By upset, I knew he meant so utterly furious that he unintentionally turned Yoko.
"Well…Uhm…" I pressed the index fingers of both opposing hands together nervously. At his sudden glare of impatience, I hurriedly carried on my explanation. "IaccidentallyaskedforKuramainsteadofSuiichiandhisparentsthoughtIwashisgirlfriendandIalmostblewhiscoverinasense!"
The fox's ear twitched, and it took him a couple of seconds to digest this information. "So you almost blew our cover?" At my nod, he sighed irritably. "And he got so bent out of shape over that? It wouldn't take much for the Koorime to remove this entire episode from their minds, or for him to use a plant from the Makai to make them forget."
The plant that was wrapped around his arm suddenly began to shrink until nothing was left, other than the small glowing red seed in Yoko's now open palm. Slipping the greenery into his silvery locks, he slowly lowered me to the floor, but didn't relax his grip on me.
Instead, he merely lowered himself to his white clad knees in front of me, his golden eyes scrutinizing me from head to toe, ( he had to kneel in order to be at eye level with me…How considerate! Shame it made me feel terribly inferior.) I sweated slightly under his gaze, and tried to keep my limbs from trembling in nervous anticipation of what he was about to do next. However, I wasn't prepared for this kind of assault.
Much like Hiei had done a few days ago, I found Yoko's nose ensconced in the area where my neck met my shoulder, and I was more than a little surprised when a rough tongue flickered out across my collarbone. He remained like that for a moment, and I was too afraid to move. Was he planning on eating me?!
"What an enticing scent…" he purred into my throat, and I twitched.
A sudden flash of black appeared in my peripheral vision, and I soon found myself flat on my back beside Kurama's bed. When I looked up, I saw Hiei straddling the taller Yokai's waist, his katana pressed tightly against Yoko's pale throat. The fox demon remained composed, a sadistic little smile curling the corners of his mouth, and I could tell from Hiei's darkening scowl that they were sharing a telepathic conversation.
A sliver of blood slid sluggishly down the slender throat, coating the tip of Hiei's sword with the crimson liquid the same shade as his eyes, and I hesitantly crawled over to the two. Placing a hand on Hiei's shoulder, I was rewarded by a startled shift in his body, and he turned his pupiless eyes on me, a low growl emitting from the back of his throat.
Upon recognising me- possibly from my scent from the state he was in, he leapt off of Yoko and on top of me, his thighs straddling my waist instead of the fox's. One bandaged hand caught both of my wrists in an iron grip and held them above my head, and I realised that this probably wasn't a good time to struggle- Especially when Hiei was in this particular frame of mind. The fire apparition's head ducked until his lips barely grazed my own, his eyes holding a questioning quality only underlined by his strange attraction to me.
My mouth went dry- I mean, wouldn't yours if you were in this sort of situation, what with the sexy as hell demon crouched over you, and ready to crush your lips in a passionate kiss at any given moment?! I was torn- Between my own sense of self-preservation, and the sudden heat that was coiling in my belly. Well, to satisfy both of their sensibilities, I decided that I wouldn't be the one to make the first move- Happy now Self-Preservation? But that didn't mean I'd fight against it, if he initiated anything. That should meet with Lust's wishes.
We remained like that for a moment, our breaths mingling in the little space he afforded me- And as if his muddled brain had come to a decision, his lips swooped down on mine, choking off whatever Self-Preservation would've had me say to diffuse this situation.
Three words ladies and gentlemen. Oh. My. God.
My eyes slid shut almost immediately, and my body completely heated up beneath the warmth of his own. His lips melded perfectly with mine, and despite my inexperience with members of the opposite sex, I decided to let him take the lead. Didn't want to embarrass myself. A tongue slid sensually along the fullness of my bottom lip, and on instinct, I parted them- Effectively giving the demon entry to the inside of my mouth.
And if I hadn't thought I was close to touching heaven before…It just got better.
His tongue enticed my own into an erotic dance that held the promise of what our bodies could easily mimic later one; the sensitive muscles coiling around one an other followed by the occasional suck from Hiei. The kiss deepened even more, if that was possible, and I felt a moan work it's way to the back of my throat. Hiei responded in kind with a throaty growl that sent shivers up my spine, and after a few pleasurable moments, he eased up slowly out of the kiss and pulled back slightly to nip at my now bruised lips.
My eyes opened slowly, and my glazed eyes gazed intently into pools of endless scarlet. The two of us weren't broken out of our reverie until someone coughed lightly to gain our attention. As it had been rather loud, and forced, I guessed the person had been doing it for quite awhile.
Hiei was the first to come to his senses, and he stared down at me in apparent shock…Which in actuality was a shock in itself as he'd never shown this kind of expression to me, or anyone else for that matter. With a muffled curse at the sight of my swollen mouth, he released his grip on my wrists and skilfully rolled as far away from me as was humanly possible in a room of this size. He ended up with his back against the wall, fighting to regain his ice cold composure.
It took me, however, a tad longer to recover. I slowly pushed myself into a seated position as I tried to regulate my breathing, my vision clearing sluggishly. My mind was still completely fuzzy, and I glanced at myself in the floor-length mirror on the back of Kurama's door. My eyes widened considerably. My hair was in complete disarray, half of those straight ebon locks covering the left side of my face; my eyes still held a confused glazed look in them, even though I could see properly, and my lips were totally red and bruised.
In short, I looked like I'd been mercilessly ravished. This fact did not disturb me as much as it should have.
My gaze travelled the length of the room, taking in the occupants faces; Kurama had reverted to his human form, and was trying hard not to laugh at whoever he was looking at…Keisuke had momentarily passed out, his nose bleeding profusely…And Hiei was now standing in the corner he'd fled to, with his usual cold demeanour, though I did catch the unmistakeable pink tint dusting his tanned cheekbones. He pointedly looked away the same time I did, and my face turned an interesting shade of red.
Sensing the sudden uncomfortable silence Kurama stepped in; "You barged into my house for a reason, yes?"
"Hm, what?…Yes! I did! You need to fix Keisuke for me!" I waved a hand at my unconscious brother, trying to ignore the creepy fan-girl grin that was spread across his otherwise lax face. "Hiei used his Third-Eye of Doom on him!"
Kurama frowned and strode over to the incapacitated boy, sparing an irritated glare for the fire demon. "Hiei, did I not warn you that using the Jagan could induce some interesting side-affects?" he queried, leaning over my brother.
"Hn- That's why I did it. You mentioned the word 'interesting'." Hiei muttered. "And he was an increasingly annoying human who needed to watch his tongue just as much as his sister needs to."
At the mention of tongues, I squeaked, and crawled quickly over to where Kurama was. I didn't dare look at Hiei. That was such a perfectly good opportunity to tease the boy, but that would have wound up with me getting indirectly teased as well. My ears burned.
"Yes, well…" the fox responded distractedly as he began to pull various seeds from some hidden place in his hair. Perusing the handful of seeds in his palm, he asked me what the problem was with my brother.
I was astounded that he'd ask something so dense. "Oh, I dunno Kurama…Maybe the fact that he's wearing my old ballet tutu and was trying to hit on you earlier," I returned sarcastically, which was totally lost on the redhead.
Kurama, after a few minutes of quiet deliberation, finally settled for an aquamarine seed the shape of six inch nail, and was now busy trying to insert it into my sleeping brother's neck. I gasped in horror and slapped at the kitsune's hand feebly.
"What the hell are you gonna do with that?!" I yelled, finally forcing his hand away from the youth's neck.
"It's called Jujin;" he replied calmly, gently disentangling me from his rock steady limbs. "It's a memory plant- Whatever Hiei 'broke' this plant will 'fix' it."
"…It's not going to restore the memories of the Cemetery Episode, is it?"
"No."
"…Is it going to mess him up even more?"
"As I said, it's going to 'fix' whatever Hiei 'broke' thus returning your younger sibling to a state of normalcy…" At my stunned look, he added; "Well, what was normal for him that is."
I nodded my approval, and meekly watched on as Kurama inserted the strange seed into his neck, just between the space where the spinal column met his skull. The seed began to glow an eerie shade of white, and I watched the slight feminine curves of my brother's face recede into the slightly sharp, yet awkward pre-teen angles that they'd been before.
After five minutes, Kurama sighed and removed the seed, quickly slipping it back into the waves of glossy red hair. "He'll be out of it for a few hours, which should be more than enough time for you two to get him home and into his own clothes. When he wakes up, he'll believe he just fell asleep. Nothing more."
I murmured my thanks to the fox, and quickly stood, pausing to scoop my younger brother into my arms. I faltered slightly from the excess weight, but remained upright nonetheless. Damn, had he put on weight?! Kurama opened his door for me, and I tottered out, sending a questioning look at Hiei over my shoulder.
"I'll be out in a moment, Onna."
I inclined my head, murmured my thanks again and wandered off down the stairs. Once I'd reached the bottom, I was met with the intense stares of his family, and I twitched.
"My brother has a calcium deficiency…If he doesn't get the minimum required intake of calcium, then he passes out. No, don't bother getting up, I'll see myself out! Thank you for having us!" I bowed clumsily over my brother's torso, and walked hurriedly to the front door, pausing to slip my shoes on. I left the high heels alone, hoping Hiei would be a dear and bring them with him.
I had barely walked a hundred yards down the street when Hiei appeared at my side, two very feminine red high heels dangling from his fingers. He looked at me in utter disgust, and I must admit I was relieved to see that expression. I hoped he wouldn't act strange around me…
"I hope you don't expect me to carry these…Things."
I snorted. "Well, I'll be nice and give you a choice. Either you carry the shoes, without so much as a complaint, or you could carry my brother who decided to play dress-up in my old clothes." His eye twitched and he subsided into silence, slipping the offensive footwear into the folds of his voluminous cloak.
We arrived at my house just before sundown, and I slipped the house keys to the demon. He opened the door with a flourish, and I stumbled in kicking off my sneakers in the process. Wheezing, I padded along the hall, up the stairs and into my brother's darkened room placing him as gently and as quickly as I could on his bed before striding over to his wardrobe. I pulled out a few random articles of clothing, things that I could easily slip onto his semi-nude form- Jeans were a bitch, so I settled for some moth-eaten tracksuit bottoms that hadn't seen the light of day in Kami knew when.
I swiftly stripped him, and re-dressed him in the loose clothing and slowly left the room, closing the door shut behind me. It had been a long, highly amusing, yet exhausting day. My head felt like it was going to explode, and I was hungry as hell. I slipped down the stairs and into the kitchen, popping open the fridge to remove a day old slice of pizza. Closing the door behind me, I slid into a seat and chewed half-heartedly.
It wasn't long before I felt my eyes begin to close. Usually I would've fought the natural urge to sleep, but sensing that Hiei was close I eventually gave in knowing he'd make sure I was put to bed. I heard him step into the kitchen with a muttered; "Baka Onna…" before I fell into exhausted slumber.
Spirit: Yes! We now know the effects of the Jagan on unsuspecting mortals! Mwahaha...Next chapter will have us switching from Lydia's POV to the POV of the Bad Guys! We need to give these maniacal fiends some screen time, don'tcha think?
Right, I'd just like to address a 'non-reveiew' in my opinion.
Kohaku Hoshi
2006-12-06
ch 1, reply
better change the summary, you can get your fic removed for cusswords. and please don't put in random Japanese stuff, or at least put in a translation in the footnotes, kk? dub-philes probably will get confused.
just lettin ya know.
Firstly; in chapters 2 and 3- I did put a glossary for the Japanese words.
Secondly; You are the only one who had a problem with the Japanese. Don't like it, then don't read. Don't leave that kind of crap in my review box. I have an email link in my profile, use it next time.
On a lighter note, thanks to all those who reviewed the last chapter. It's very much appreciated, and I love you all for it Y'all know the drill, constructive criticisim is wonderful, and complimentary reviews even more so!