Beauty and the Bassist

By: SanguineFox

Rating: PG13-R

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Yu Yu Hakusho

Warning: Very strong Yaoi, oh, right, and horrible lyrics... sorry about those...

Author's Note: Heh, sorry about the Toguro, mistype, that was who the manager originally was in the first version, I'll go fix that. It will probably happen a bit 'cause I'm just copy and pasting from the first one. Just let me know, and I'll take care of it, trying to keep it to a minimum, once again, very sorry about that.

Chapter 2: The Meeting


Men eep, men eep, men eep…

The slightly disgruntled redhead rolled over to hit the snooze button on the hotel provided alarm clock when a loud banging against the door forced him out from the warmth of the bed.

"I'm up, I'm up," he grumbled in a croaky morning voice. He stumbled over to the bathroom and turned the shower on to freezing to awake his nerves. "Gah!"

It was just another normal day of exercising and different shoots all over the city. It was a really boring life; wear this, snap, snap, wear that, snap, snap, pose like this and that, with her or her, now get out.

Today was even worse with Ruka clinging to him every few seconds, barely letting him breathe.

"Kurama," another redhead ran up to the beautiful boy, automatically clinging to his arm, "What do you think of this outfit?"

'I don't know, I saw a flash of pink and felt something clinging to my arm,' he rolled his bright green eyes, but kept his comment to himself. "It's very nice."

"You really think so?" she giggled softly.

"Yes… of course."

"I'm so glad! You don't think that it's too revealing or anything do you? I mean the top is a little on the small side."

'If she really thinks rubbing her breasts against me is really going to make me straight… she's denser than she looks,' "Knowing if it fits or not is not part of my job," he shrugged.

"I'm very pleased that you like it," the other redhead clung to him even more.

'I never said that, did I?'

"Alright, everyone, let's make this quick and painless. Ruka, let's get some single shots of you, then Kurama, and then both in front of the moonlight scene with a small amount of fog surrounding them."

It was a really fast shot, although Kurama did hear a few of the make up artists commenting that he might have looked better in the dress rather than the old fashioned tuxedo. He let out an annoyed sigh when Ruka continued to send him little looks of love while trying to finish up her shots. He just pretended to ignore them, and focused fully on his treat for after theses gigs.

'I'm going to meet Red Carnage,' he smiled happily, wondering what he would first say to them… to Hiei… 'oh…' he audibly purred a the thought of the compact body, and the deep voice that rumbled in his chest whenever he heard it. 'You are the hottest man in the world, and I want to fuck you right here and now.' Would that be too up front? Hiei did seem like a very shy person. But it's true, Hiei was so hot.

He was roused from his dream world when he noticed a pair of large bosoms bouncing up and down in front of him.

"Augh!" he cried out before falling backwards in his chair.

"Sorry," Ruka giggled, "did I scare you?"

"Um, that's alright," the male model stood, brushing himself off.

"Are you okay? That was a pretty bad fall," she leaned in close to the tall man, trying to touch as much of herself to him, subtly.

"Yes, I'm fine."

"Hey, Kurama," she smiled coyly, and Kurama could tell what she was about to ask him, "I was wondering… maybe if you weren't too busy tonight, you and I could..?"

"Sorry, I have plans that I can't renege," and praised every deity there is when the photographer called him over.

The whole thing was always monotonous, and rather annoying. His smiles became more and more fake, but people still seemed to love him… his looks, and he became more popular. He almost let out a groan in the middle of the shot when the photographer continued to flirt with him as the shooting continued.

"That's great, Kurama, you're looking more and more beautiful. You'll be the greatest model ever."

'Too bad that's not what I want to be.' He goes back to his imagination of being a normal teenager in high school with Hiei as his boyfriend, mmm, very good imagination. He liked the idea of him and his shorter lover skipping class, and making out in the locker room… or walking one another home, saying goodbye with a chaste kiss.

'When did she attach herself to my arm again?' Kurama eyed the girl before a bunch of flashes went off. 'Oh, yeah,' Kurama thought sarcastically, 'got to love the life of a super model.'

The swimsuit ad took longer than Kurama was hoping for especially with the new photographer ogling him the entire time, and trying to convince him to get into some compromising poses. Fortunately Sensui was there to help him.

"Mr. Karasu, I don't believe that it will sell the swimsuit as much as it sells sex if you have him bent over like that," he stated coldly.

"…If you say so, Mr. Sensui," the long haired photographer nodded before going back to taking more pictures that were beneficial to the advertisement.

Kurama twisted about somewhat uncomfortable with those cold eyes staring sharply at him. This man was rather creepy. Attractive, yes, but the man was so pale it was almost inhuman, and his staring was too intense and full of frightening lust. It was as if all he wanted to do was strap him to a bed that had whips and clamps scattered across it… somehow, Kurama had a bad feeling that was how this man's bedroom looked.

The rest of the shoot went almost just as bad, the photographer was almost salivating through the lens of his camera as he took another roll's worth of shots. Kurama had a bad feeling that most of those were for the man's personal enjoyment after hours. Unfortunately the man seemed to refuse to let him leave, and he ended up being late for the concert, missing the opening bands, but they were the reason that he had come anyway. Sensui had gotten him a VIP backstage pass. He felt his stomach tighten at the prospect of meeting with his favorite band with the most sought after male he had ever seen. He was determined to get to know the other boys better… and get into Hiei's pants, if at all possible…

Kurama looked over himself one more time to make sure that he looked absolutely perfect, smoothing out his favorite dark green tunic. It was sometimes hard for people to believe that he was from Japan, and they found it odd when he wore ethnic clothing. Smoothing out any creases he made his way to the backstage area, checking to see if his hair was still smoothed out every other step.

The crowd was amazingly loud, but it was mostly muffled by the speakers that were blasting the introduction for Red Carnage. The girls screamed loudly for each of the members. His heart beat faster when he heard Hiei's name announced. Here he was. He was finally going to meet his crush for the past year. Swallowing hard, the tall redhead approached the side stage entrance to the band. Twenty feet that was probably all that separated him from the popular group. Breathing was becoming very difficult all of a sudden.

He tried to pay attention to all of the members since they all put in so much work to be on stage, but he just couldn't take his eyes off the short, but very muscular boy with his spiky black hair with the amazing white starburst in his bangs that fell into his eyes. He wore a black shirt with the sleeves torn off so he could admire those well toned arms…

"Hello," a gentle voice called Kurama's attention over the blaring music. Her large, ruby red eyes stared up through teal blue green hair.

"Oh… um, hello. I'm sorry, am I not supposed to be here, or something?"

"No, not at all. I'm really just trying to remember where it is that I have seen you before. You seem to be a bit familiar. I'm sorry, where are my manners? My name is…"

"Yukina… Yukina Jaganshi. You're Hiei's twin sister, am I correct?" he smiled softly down at the much shorter girl.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Your eyes. They're the same as Hiei's, and it's a very rare color."

"What?" she called over the music.

Leaning closer to her ear he repeated what he had said.

"Oh, okay."

"I know all about Red Carnage," he boasted happily.

A very loud voice called from behind Kurama, "Really? Then how about this? Do you know who I am?"

The tall redhead looked over the blue haired girl with bright pink eyes, "You're Botan, correct? The producer and you're married to the band's manager, Koenma. It's very nice to meet you, I am Shuichi, but most people know me as Kurama."

"Wow, you know quite a bit more than most people. Kurama, huh? I think that I've heard about you," Botan rubbed her chin as she looked over the boy quickly.

"No offence," Yukina stared, "but this doesn't seem like your kind of music."

"Actually you're right, but I don't know… there's something about this band that I can't help, but love," Kurama watched as the group had switched to one of their slow songs. Yusuke stood at his mike stand, and it almost looked like he was making out with it. Kuwabara sat up straight behind the drums tapping a slow, soft, and steady beat. Then there was Hiei, who looked who looked like he was sleep playing his bass, his eyes closed softly as he swayed to the beat, plucking out low notes. Does he have any idea how hot he looks?

Close your eyes for me,

And I'll let you sleep forever.

Return to me what is lost,

And I'll help you find your way home.

"I have an idea, why don't you join them on stage for their last song?" Botan's perky voice cheered.

"What?" Kurama's heart skipped a beat.

"For the last song, we're letting about a dozen people to go up on stage to dance with the band. You can go if you want. I'm sure that a lot of girls would love to see you up there. Not to mention that this could get us so much publicity…"

"… I'm not sure…" 'Since when the hell am I shy?'

"Oh, go on Kurama," his crush's twin encouraged, "and do me a favor. See if there's anything you can do to get him to loosen up and have fun. I love my brother, but sometimes he's a little too stiff and stubborn."

"Um, okay," escaped his full lips before he could think.

"Excellent," Botan clapped the taller man on the shoulder.

"Just a little hint," Yukina whispered loudly with a slight giggle, "Hiei's ticklish behind his ears."

"Really?" he raised a fine eyebrow, 'Interesting…'

"Yukina, Botan, there you are I've been looking all over for you. What are you to doing over...? You!" a brunette came up to the small group and gasped when she recognized the redhead. Her hand went straight to her chest as if she were having a heart attack.

"Hello."

"You… you're… you're him… he's you," she started to stutter, making the model chuckle. Oddly enough he was use to people acting like this when they first meet, but it was still funny.

"Yes," he smiled teasingly, "I'm a him and I guess I could be considered a 'you'."

The brunette continued to stammer, her mouth motioning some sort of speech that just wasn't getting through her lips.

"I've never seen Keiko act like this," Yukina observed her friend's odd behavior.

Botan studied the stammering girl, "Except when Yusuke asked her to-" she immediately clamped her hands over her blabber mouth, "oops."

"So this is Yusuke's wife, huh? You know I had a feeling that he was already taken. But it was a very good idea to let the girls still think that they have a chance," Kurama commented.

"Thank you," Botan smiled proudly.

"Too bad you can never keep your mouth shut about your own idea," a slim young man with light brown eyes and hair with a lollipop in his mouth walked up behind Botan, "Who is this?"

"This is Kurama," Keiko snapped automatically, amazed that people in the 'biz' had no idea who was currently considered 'Hot.' "He's the most popular new male model ever."

"Sorry, Kurama, I'm-"

"Wait," Yukina smiled up at the taller man, "Kurama probably already knows who you are, don't you, Kurama?"

That made the model blush, "You're Koenma, Red Carnage's manager and Botan's husband."

"Well, I'm glad somebody knows who I am," Koenma puffed out his chest proudly and laughed.

"And for the last song," Yusuke's voice boomed over the loud speakers, "a select few will be allowed to come up here and dance with us. Now who wants to come up here?"

The entire crowd went wild.

"Uh-oh, I don't think I can choose, so how bout if we get our always helpful manager out here to choose for us. Come on everybody, the louder you clap for him the more likely it is that he'll pick you."

The cheering seemed to multiply as Koenma stepped out on to the stage and randomly pulled out twelve people and lead them up on to the stage. Most of them were girls who automatically surrounded Yusuke and Hiei, but the few boys ran to the high platform with the drums where they could be seen the best.

"Get out there," Botan pushed Kurama on to the stage.

Yukina quickly whispered a reminder, "Behind his ears."

"What about behind whose ears?" Keiko questioned.

"You'll see," the young girl giggled.

"Oh, my god," one of the girls on the stage stopped dancing and gawked the second she saw the famous boy, "you're Kurama, aren't you?"

Kurama smiled with a wink, and put a long, slender finger to his lips in askance of her silence.

She nodded, but continued to gawk while the other fans jumped around to the wild beat.

Once Kurama was close to Hiei, the spiky haired bass player looked up from his guitar to meet the most beautiful green eyes. Feeling mischievous, he winked at the beautiful, redheaded girl before facing the audience again.

Kurama's breath caught in his throat and he paused a few feet from his crush, 'Shit, did he really just do that?' Getting his heart to calm down a little, he took the last steps that put him right behind Hiei. Barely a foot away, he could smell Hiei's strong masculine scent, Kurama had to bite back a small growl as he felt his hormones starting to race in his blood.

It only took a few seconds for the girls to recognize him on stage as they began to shout his name and cheer for him, "Oh my god, isn't that Kurama! It is! Kurama, we love you!"

"Kurama!"

"Kurama, I love you!"

Hiei became confused for a moment, continuing to play he stepped away from the mike to shout at Yusuke, "What the hell is a Crew Mama?"

Taking his chance, the redhead stepped closer to the shorter man, "That's Kurama."

Hiei gasped and missed a note, which sent Kuwabara into hysterics as he continued to beat at the drums.

"Woo! Give it up for Hiei, everyone!" Yusuke shouted over the microphone.

"Shut up, you jack ass," Hiei hissed before he whipped his head around to glare at the much taller figure he had been admiring just moments ago.

"Hello," he gave his award winning smile, but Hiei did not deter from his dark stare that promised certain death.

Hiei almost snarled before turning back to the audience and getting back into the speed of the fast beat song, but Kurama stayed behind Hiei, making sure the bass guitarist knew he was there. When the song finished the invited dancers crowded all around each of the guys including Kurama, begging for their autographs before getting off the stage.

The short boy was slightly frightened to see Kurama following him off stage. Even though he thought 'green eyes' was attractive, he was still really pissed that she had screwed up his playing.

"Look, only certain people are allowed backstage. The concert's over, you should go home," Hiei scolded.

Kurama just smirked, sexily, leaning in closer until their noses almost touched. He could see Hiei was trying really hard to stand his ground, and not to swallow hard when he licked his lips, pretending to lean in for a kiss. Holding up his backstage pass for Hiei's viewing pleasure, he watched the shorter boy's expressional eyes change from anger to one of anger and the slightest amount of fear.

"Shit," the short boy muttered before turning on his heels to stalk backstage, where he was greeted by his very excited twin sister.

"That was your best show yet," the teal haired girl threw her arms around her older brother.

"You say that about every show," Hiei snickered.

"Well, your shows just keep getting better and better."

"Except when that stupid redhead made me miss a note," Hiei grunted.

"Oh, I'm sorry Hiei," Yukina bowed, "that was my fault, I asked Kurama to help to loosen you up a little, but I guess that it didn't work."

"Don't bow to me," he blushed, making her stand upright, "but why did you want me to loosen up?"

"You always seem so tense when you're up there. I just wanted you to have fun like Yusuke and Kazuma."

"I am having fun. Just because I don't like to jump around or make an idiot out of myself doesn't mean that I'm not having fun. You know me well enough. I don't like to show emotions too much."

"Well you should," Kurama put a hand on Hiei's shoulder, "You have a very nice smile."

"Shut up," Hiei shrugged off the offending hand smoothly, "and don't follow me."

Another loud voice suddenly joined them and a large hand landed on the bass player's shoulder, "Hiei, this is Kurama, he's the most popular up and coming model there is. Keiko's a big fan of you, and you should be on your toes, she may be married, but there's still a chance that she'll try to jump you."

"Hn, since when is Keiko into girls?" Hiei huffed.

"I am not a girl!" Kurama half whined half shouted.

Hiei just huffed with a smirk, "See? I can have fun, too."

"Hey, who's this?" Kuwabara came up to the other boys and his fiancé. "Hey, I saw you on the stage, you're the one Hiei was flirting with."

Both Kurama and Hiei turned bright red.

"Flirting?" Yukina asked innocently.

"Why, Hiei," Yusuke slapped the other boy on the back, "I didn't think you even knew how to flirt."

"Shut up," Hiei growled before walking away from the rest of the group.

"Wait a minute, Hiei," Kurama ran after him.

"I told you not to follow me."

"I'm sorry, but I believe that this badge says that I have free access to everything, and I happen to like you, so I believe I will be following you around a bit more."

"You sound like a stalker."

"I'm not," Kurama pouted.

"Then stop following me."

Doing what he was best known for other than his looks, Kurama thought quickly, "Is it true that you have a black belt in martial arts?"

Carefully studying the other boy, "Yes. Why do you ask?" 'What is this stupid redhead up to? Although, he does have nice hair, long legs, a great ass, and… WOAH, where the hell did that come from!'

"Let's say that we have a bit of fun, eh?"

"What are you getting at?"

"How about a fight? You and me. If I win," he leaned in close to Hiei's ear to whisper, "I get a kiss."

TBC

Yeah, sorry, these chapters are a bit short, sorry. Please, let me know what you all think, and if it makes any sense. I'm trying to work on the original OOC characteristics I had given Kurama, so he's still a bit wonky, but he should be calmer than my first version.