I don't own YYH or any of the characters. Now, there's been a complaint that won't happen. I'm NOT making Kurama and Botan together, to answer the question of someone who shall be nameless *cough cough* Madame Arrow Foxfire *cough cough*. Nah, I'm just kidding ^_~. I don't really like Kurama/Botan stories that much. Only on occasions. Well, here's the story.
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Mistletoe Joyride in Christmas
Another cold night threatened the Earth with more snow. Kurama was undressing, putting on his night suit. There was a knock on the door and he quickly placed his shirt and pants on before answering. It was Yukina. "I'm sorry to bother you, Kurama but I wanted to ask you something," she said quietly. Kurama smiled and invited her in.
"You know you can talk to me about anything Yukina," Kurama told her, "and I'll listen." He led her to the bed where they both sat down. Yukina looked a bit sorrow to him. "What did you want to talk about?"
"I was wondering, what…what type of things Hiei likes? I know I shouldn't tell you but he's my Secret Santa, but I want to make this gift special," she told him. There was a twinkle in her eye as she spoke of him. Her fingers fiddled with her other ones. It was plain to see she was nervous about asking.
Kurama smiled, enjoying the secret he kept within. This was so adorable and priceless, he thought to himself. "Well, I'm sure whatever you get Hiei, he'll love it." He snickered and added, "In fact, I guarantee he'll love it." He could see what Yusuke had meant before. Her smile was warming, even for a Koorime. "If you want to know, he does have a fascination for fire, not to mention dragons." He stood up and led her back to the door.
"Thank you, Kurama," Yukina sighed happily. "I don't have any money so I'm going to make his gift, and everyone else gifts. I'll make sure to make you a special one!" She jumped and hugged him round the neck then kissed him lightly on the cheek. Running, she waved goodnight and went to her room for bed.
Kurama watched her run to her room and softly touched his cheek and smiled. "She's definitely a cute one. Kuwabara's going to have a field day with her." He closed his door and looked into his mirror, laughing. "I'm sure Hiei will have a fun decapitating Kuwabara that same day." He giggled some more and went to sleep.
Hiei, on the other hand, was pacing around his room. The night was young and it had been a while since he took a joy ride into the darkness. Yukina was his Secret Santa and he hadn't even gotten her regular gift yet! "Her gift to me should just be to forget," he growled. But in his heart, that was the last thing he wanted. He lit a cigarette and quickly placed it upon his lips. "Damn ningen feelings," he cursed. But through the entire mess, he would rather live through hell and have Yukina still be there, than to live in pure luxury without her. "Women, nothing but trouble," he smirked. He liked it.
Opening his window, he silently crawled out but stopped dead when he heard a familiar creek behind him. His nerves were shot and he couldn't move. Who in hell had the nerve to actually just walk in HIS room without asking? But somehow, the connection brought him to know who it was. He calmed himself down, not bothering to turn around. Spitting out his cigarette, he spoke "Did you need something, Yukina?"
Yukina's hands were trembling in fear. She had planned to talk to him but never imagined it to be this awkward. "Um…uh, Hiei?" Her voice quivered as she spoke. "I…I wanted to talk to you, privately," she told him. He turned his head to look at her but she could not make out his facial expression. As he crawled back in, Yukina was almost ready to just turn back and slam the door.
But Hiei didn't give her the chance. He grabbed her hand and led her to the end of his bed, where the both sat. There wasn't any light on except for the moon illuminating through the opened window. He sighed but couldn't look her in the eye, able to perfectly see through the darkness. "What did you want to speak to me about?" His voice was now beginning to shake, but still very masculine. He quickly cleared his throat so he wouldn't notice his quiver but she had.
"Hiei, I…I know that you've been hiding something from me." Her words were on the verge of drowning in her tears. "Please… just please, I just need to know what it is or…or why you're keeping it from me." She ducked her head, her face now covered in tears. "I'm sorry!" Little Hiruseki stones began to spill all over his floor.
Hiei looked at her, shocked and stung with guilt. It was his fault she was crying. He was the one who was making her cry. His index fingers touched her chin and he lifted her face so that they would be looking directly at one another. Her eyes were also shocked now and the tears slowly began to dry. "The strongest demons in the world are the ones who are able to cry, not in pain and not for mercy, but to cause pain in their opponent. You are truly strong at heart," he told her. Her eyes, so deep with red passion. It reminded him of blood, his blood… their blood. "So alike one another. Though no one else can see their likeness, they alone share a bond," he whispered to her, but he had forgotten she was still there, as if caught in a dream.
"What?" There was a bit of snapping curiosity in Yukina's voice. "Hiei, what are trying to say?" But Hiei had caught himself before letting out more. He tried to turn again but she grabbed his arm and carefully, but firmly, pulled him to look at her. She swallowed some air and looked into his eyes the way he had done. Deep…filled with fire red shade. She had seen these pair of eyes somewhere on someone else but she couldn't place them. But, in her mind, she knew that they belonged to someone important.
Silence feel all around. It must have been at least 30 minutes before either of them spoke or move. "Yukina, why…why don't you come with me?" Hiei finally closed his eyes thankful to the moisture overwhelming them now. He stood up and walked to the window. "No one will harm you, not with me by you," Hiei assured her.
Yukina sighed, wiping her already dried face. There was a smile upon it now and it lit the room. "That would be nice," she replied. She walked over to the window. Hiei was already crouching on the branch just outside the window with his hand stretched out to help her. Yukina hesitated at first, but then reached for his. His firm hand pulled her onto the branch and steadied her balance. It was like dancing on thin clouds, the way they both swayed to help balance. "Where we going at this hour?"
Hiei slowly leaned against the tree's body, carefully placing his step so not to slip on the snow. He smirked at her. " How in hell should I know?" Lifting her up in his arms, he whispered in her ear, "hold on tight." It was only a moment till they were on the ground, but she felt secure in his arms, like a father holds his daughter when she's frightened. Or when a brother protects her from a bully. Hiei felt the same motion flowing through him. Putting her down, he wiped off some imaginary dust on his cloak and cleared his throat. Smirking, he looked at her. "Let's get the hell out of here." He escorted her to the garage and opened the front up. There, under some dusty rags, he showed her a deep midnight black motorcycle with a fire and ice dragon entwined together. "It's my favorite symbol," he admitted. Yukina liked it.
Settling behind Hiei, he began the engine. She clasped her hands on his waste, holding tightly in fear. The bike began to move backward. "Just hold on tight. You'll be fine," he told her. He made a smooth and quick turn and they were off.
Yukina was amazed at how the bike glided across the road, hardly ever hitting tiny bumps. It was like skating on ice. She was also impressed with Hiei. The wind was blowing fiercely and could sting the eyes of regular people. But he looked dead on to it, as though use to the cold like her. She rested her head on his back and began to relax. Wherever they were going, she was safe with him… her friend… her only family.
Hiei finally stopped and parked his bike in a dark alley. "Someone like you would rarely be back here. Stick close," he advised. He took her hand and held it to the back of his side, having her walk closely behind him. They were able to get out and onto the regular road. He stopped in front of a milkshake parlor. He shuddered at the thought of going in but this wasn't his pleasure, it was hers. He looked back at her and she gave him a great smile! "Let's go in."
Yukina was pleased to see the little parlor. It was decorated like a shop in America around the 1950's. It was yellow and pink with a hint of peppermint to the air. "This is so cute," she squealed! They went to the front and ordered two milkshakes. Hiei pulled out 5.00, under the price the guy had said. But he looked into the baka guy's eyes and glared. The guy shuddered and let it slide. "This is wonderful, Hiei, thank you," she told him.
Hiei took a seat on the fake leather seat that he hated so much. "Damn squishy dead cow," he cursed. They should burn these things," he thought. A sudden vision of burning a live cow on a stake brought him to chuckle. Yukina asked him what he was laughing and he soon became embarrassed.
A worker at the parlor came up to them with a small boxes wrapped neatly with a bow. She smiled at them. "We want to thank you for coming this evening. You picked a lucky day to come. We're giving out free gifts for all the costumers. You two get our last ones!" She placed them on the table. "I hope you and your girlfriend enjoy," she told Hiei.
He was about to angrily correct her but Yukina was a bit faster. "Oh, we're not dating," she smiled. The girl raised her eyebrow and smiled. "He's…he's my brother," she told her and the girl apologized for the misunderstanding.
Hiei's spine snapped straight at her words. His eyes widen in fear and he stared at her. Yukina didn't see his fear but it was hard to miss. "What… why did you say that?" Dear Enma, she knows, he thought to himself. His jagan stung with fiery but he couldn't feel it. All he could feel was his heart freezing over.
Yukina smiled. She hadn't looked at Hiei since her comment, too busy drinking her milkshake. "Hiei, you know that's how I think of you, as my brother. Though I know you're not, you've treated me better than anyone I've ever known." She finally looked up, specks of tears in her eyes. They too turned to stones and she cupped them in her hands. "Hiei, can we go somewhere? I saw this place where you give gifts to the poor and, since I don't have any need for these, I wanted to give it to them." Hiei was touched at the heart by her kindness and generosity. He pocketed their gifts and lefts.
She was so kind, inside and out. Her heart seemed to boil with gold and purity. She and Hiei walked to a little shack where people were placing gifts for the poor. They had wrapped the stones in boxes and placed it with a note. "Here's your gift… from the parlor," Hiei muttered. There were two: a red and a green. Yukina picked the green one and opened it to find a custom sliver snowflake. Hiei opened his to find a colored mistletoe. The look on her face told him she wanted to see him wear it. He cringed as she helped put it on. But after a while, he began to like the look.
They finally went back to the alley to head home. There were some thugs that were hanging around his bike, bats and large pieces of wood at hand. " I say we bash it up and then bash the owner," one guy said. Hiei cleared his throat to announce their presence. "Dude, look at the shrimp! This bike yours, wee man?"
"If you enjoy breathing, I suggest you save your lungs the pain and leave," Hiei threatened. The others laughed at him but Hiei remained calm. He used his speed at took a bat from the thug who called him a shrimp. "Do you know what happens when you play with fire?" He slowly walked towards the thug, coming up short in height. Yukina was shaking, about four feet behind him. Hiei raised his left hand and positioned it as if holding a fine glass. "Let's find out," he smirked. Yukina was too frightened to stop him and watched as a sphere of fire began to emerge. The thug's eyes grew with terror and he and his friends ran off. "hn."
Yukina came up to him, stilling trembling. "I…I thought you were going to burn them," she admitted. He looked at her and took both her hands. "Thank you… for not doing so." He smiled at her. This was the most he had ever smiled in years. It was her, her smile, her genuine caring for him.
"Scum like that are not worth making you fear," he told her. They hopped onto the motorcycle and left. He picked her up once more and quickly got them into his bedroom without a sound. It was now cold in his room, having left the door opened. "You better get to bed. It's already morning." He led her through the darkness of the hallway to her room. She turned on the light and looked at him. "Goodnight," he whispered. She leaned her head up and kissed his cheek. She didn't say a word, but sprang to get ready for bed. Hiei closed the door and leaned against her door and touched his cheek. There was an icy sensation in the form of lip prints. "Goodnight, sister," he whispered.
He was heading to his room when he saw a figure leaning on his doorframe. "Have fun, Hiei?" It was a cocky voice and not hard to place. There was a sudden small burst of light from a lighter as Yusuke handed Hiei a lit cigarette. "Where were you two?"
Hiei took the cigarette and breathed in deeply. He smirked into the night but he knew Yusuke couldn't see it. "None of your business." His elbowed clashed his Yusuke's as he went inside his room. But his eyes began to glow like his jagan except in a deep red. "We went for a midnight joy ride." He closed the door and snickered. Just as he was about to go to sleep for a few hours, he felt the prick of his pendent. "hn, mistletoe joyride at Christmas."
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God, I hope you like this one. Sorry it took so long. I've been working my ass off this Christmas. Hopefully, I'll finish before Christmas! Well, review please! ^_^, I'll get the next one up soon as I can.
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Mistletoe Joyride in Christmas
Another cold night threatened the Earth with more snow. Kurama was undressing, putting on his night suit. There was a knock on the door and he quickly placed his shirt and pants on before answering. It was Yukina. "I'm sorry to bother you, Kurama but I wanted to ask you something," she said quietly. Kurama smiled and invited her in.
"You know you can talk to me about anything Yukina," Kurama told her, "and I'll listen." He led her to the bed where they both sat down. Yukina looked a bit sorrow to him. "What did you want to talk about?"
"I was wondering, what…what type of things Hiei likes? I know I shouldn't tell you but he's my Secret Santa, but I want to make this gift special," she told him. There was a twinkle in her eye as she spoke of him. Her fingers fiddled with her other ones. It was plain to see she was nervous about asking.
Kurama smiled, enjoying the secret he kept within. This was so adorable and priceless, he thought to himself. "Well, I'm sure whatever you get Hiei, he'll love it." He snickered and added, "In fact, I guarantee he'll love it." He could see what Yusuke had meant before. Her smile was warming, even for a Koorime. "If you want to know, he does have a fascination for fire, not to mention dragons." He stood up and led her back to the door.
"Thank you, Kurama," Yukina sighed happily. "I don't have any money so I'm going to make his gift, and everyone else gifts. I'll make sure to make you a special one!" She jumped and hugged him round the neck then kissed him lightly on the cheek. Running, she waved goodnight and went to her room for bed.
Kurama watched her run to her room and softly touched his cheek and smiled. "She's definitely a cute one. Kuwabara's going to have a field day with her." He closed his door and looked into his mirror, laughing. "I'm sure Hiei will have a fun decapitating Kuwabara that same day." He giggled some more and went to sleep.
Hiei, on the other hand, was pacing around his room. The night was young and it had been a while since he took a joy ride into the darkness. Yukina was his Secret Santa and he hadn't even gotten her regular gift yet! "Her gift to me should just be to forget," he growled. But in his heart, that was the last thing he wanted. He lit a cigarette and quickly placed it upon his lips. "Damn ningen feelings," he cursed. But through the entire mess, he would rather live through hell and have Yukina still be there, than to live in pure luxury without her. "Women, nothing but trouble," he smirked. He liked it.
Opening his window, he silently crawled out but stopped dead when he heard a familiar creek behind him. His nerves were shot and he couldn't move. Who in hell had the nerve to actually just walk in HIS room without asking? But somehow, the connection brought him to know who it was. He calmed himself down, not bothering to turn around. Spitting out his cigarette, he spoke "Did you need something, Yukina?"
Yukina's hands were trembling in fear. She had planned to talk to him but never imagined it to be this awkward. "Um…uh, Hiei?" Her voice quivered as she spoke. "I…I wanted to talk to you, privately," she told him. He turned his head to look at her but she could not make out his facial expression. As he crawled back in, Yukina was almost ready to just turn back and slam the door.
But Hiei didn't give her the chance. He grabbed her hand and led her to the end of his bed, where the both sat. There wasn't any light on except for the moon illuminating through the opened window. He sighed but couldn't look her in the eye, able to perfectly see through the darkness. "What did you want to speak to me about?" His voice was now beginning to shake, but still very masculine. He quickly cleared his throat so he wouldn't notice his quiver but she had.
"Hiei, I…I know that you've been hiding something from me." Her words were on the verge of drowning in her tears. "Please… just please, I just need to know what it is or…or why you're keeping it from me." She ducked her head, her face now covered in tears. "I'm sorry!" Little Hiruseki stones began to spill all over his floor.
Hiei looked at her, shocked and stung with guilt. It was his fault she was crying. He was the one who was making her cry. His index fingers touched her chin and he lifted her face so that they would be looking directly at one another. Her eyes were also shocked now and the tears slowly began to dry. "The strongest demons in the world are the ones who are able to cry, not in pain and not for mercy, but to cause pain in their opponent. You are truly strong at heart," he told her. Her eyes, so deep with red passion. It reminded him of blood, his blood… their blood. "So alike one another. Though no one else can see their likeness, they alone share a bond," he whispered to her, but he had forgotten she was still there, as if caught in a dream.
"What?" There was a bit of snapping curiosity in Yukina's voice. "Hiei, what are trying to say?" But Hiei had caught himself before letting out more. He tried to turn again but she grabbed his arm and carefully, but firmly, pulled him to look at her. She swallowed some air and looked into his eyes the way he had done. Deep…filled with fire red shade. She had seen these pair of eyes somewhere on someone else but she couldn't place them. But, in her mind, she knew that they belonged to someone important.
Silence feel all around. It must have been at least 30 minutes before either of them spoke or move. "Yukina, why…why don't you come with me?" Hiei finally closed his eyes thankful to the moisture overwhelming them now. He stood up and walked to the window. "No one will harm you, not with me by you," Hiei assured her.
Yukina sighed, wiping her already dried face. There was a smile upon it now and it lit the room. "That would be nice," she replied. She walked over to the window. Hiei was already crouching on the branch just outside the window with his hand stretched out to help her. Yukina hesitated at first, but then reached for his. His firm hand pulled her onto the branch and steadied her balance. It was like dancing on thin clouds, the way they both swayed to help balance. "Where we going at this hour?"
Hiei slowly leaned against the tree's body, carefully placing his step so not to slip on the snow. He smirked at her. " How in hell should I know?" Lifting her up in his arms, he whispered in her ear, "hold on tight." It was only a moment till they were on the ground, but she felt secure in his arms, like a father holds his daughter when she's frightened. Or when a brother protects her from a bully. Hiei felt the same motion flowing through him. Putting her down, he wiped off some imaginary dust on his cloak and cleared his throat. Smirking, he looked at her. "Let's get the hell out of here." He escorted her to the garage and opened the front up. There, under some dusty rags, he showed her a deep midnight black motorcycle with a fire and ice dragon entwined together. "It's my favorite symbol," he admitted. Yukina liked it.
Settling behind Hiei, he began the engine. She clasped her hands on his waste, holding tightly in fear. The bike began to move backward. "Just hold on tight. You'll be fine," he told her. He made a smooth and quick turn and they were off.
Yukina was amazed at how the bike glided across the road, hardly ever hitting tiny bumps. It was like skating on ice. She was also impressed with Hiei. The wind was blowing fiercely and could sting the eyes of regular people. But he looked dead on to it, as though use to the cold like her. She rested her head on his back and began to relax. Wherever they were going, she was safe with him… her friend… her only family.
Hiei finally stopped and parked his bike in a dark alley. "Someone like you would rarely be back here. Stick close," he advised. He took her hand and held it to the back of his side, having her walk closely behind him. They were able to get out and onto the regular road. He stopped in front of a milkshake parlor. He shuddered at the thought of going in but this wasn't his pleasure, it was hers. He looked back at her and she gave him a great smile! "Let's go in."
Yukina was pleased to see the little parlor. It was decorated like a shop in America around the 1950's. It was yellow and pink with a hint of peppermint to the air. "This is so cute," she squealed! They went to the front and ordered two milkshakes. Hiei pulled out 5.00, under the price the guy had said. But he looked into the baka guy's eyes and glared. The guy shuddered and let it slide. "This is wonderful, Hiei, thank you," she told him.
Hiei took a seat on the fake leather seat that he hated so much. "Damn squishy dead cow," he cursed. They should burn these things," he thought. A sudden vision of burning a live cow on a stake brought him to chuckle. Yukina asked him what he was laughing and he soon became embarrassed.
A worker at the parlor came up to them with a small boxes wrapped neatly with a bow. She smiled at them. "We want to thank you for coming this evening. You picked a lucky day to come. We're giving out free gifts for all the costumers. You two get our last ones!" She placed them on the table. "I hope you and your girlfriend enjoy," she told Hiei.
He was about to angrily correct her but Yukina was a bit faster. "Oh, we're not dating," she smiled. The girl raised her eyebrow and smiled. "He's…he's my brother," she told her and the girl apologized for the misunderstanding.
Hiei's spine snapped straight at her words. His eyes widen in fear and he stared at her. Yukina didn't see his fear but it was hard to miss. "What… why did you say that?" Dear Enma, she knows, he thought to himself. His jagan stung with fiery but he couldn't feel it. All he could feel was his heart freezing over.
Yukina smiled. She hadn't looked at Hiei since her comment, too busy drinking her milkshake. "Hiei, you know that's how I think of you, as my brother. Though I know you're not, you've treated me better than anyone I've ever known." She finally looked up, specks of tears in her eyes. They too turned to stones and she cupped them in her hands. "Hiei, can we go somewhere? I saw this place where you give gifts to the poor and, since I don't have any need for these, I wanted to give it to them." Hiei was touched at the heart by her kindness and generosity. He pocketed their gifts and lefts.
She was so kind, inside and out. Her heart seemed to boil with gold and purity. She and Hiei walked to a little shack where people were placing gifts for the poor. They had wrapped the stones in boxes and placed it with a note. "Here's your gift… from the parlor," Hiei muttered. There were two: a red and a green. Yukina picked the green one and opened it to find a custom sliver snowflake. Hiei opened his to find a colored mistletoe. The look on her face told him she wanted to see him wear it. He cringed as she helped put it on. But after a while, he began to like the look.
They finally went back to the alley to head home. There were some thugs that were hanging around his bike, bats and large pieces of wood at hand. " I say we bash it up and then bash the owner," one guy said. Hiei cleared his throat to announce their presence. "Dude, look at the shrimp! This bike yours, wee man?"
"If you enjoy breathing, I suggest you save your lungs the pain and leave," Hiei threatened. The others laughed at him but Hiei remained calm. He used his speed at took a bat from the thug who called him a shrimp. "Do you know what happens when you play with fire?" He slowly walked towards the thug, coming up short in height. Yukina was shaking, about four feet behind him. Hiei raised his left hand and positioned it as if holding a fine glass. "Let's find out," he smirked. Yukina was too frightened to stop him and watched as a sphere of fire began to emerge. The thug's eyes grew with terror and he and his friends ran off. "hn."
Yukina came up to him, stilling trembling. "I…I thought you were going to burn them," she admitted. He looked at her and took both her hands. "Thank you… for not doing so." He smiled at her. This was the most he had ever smiled in years. It was her, her smile, her genuine caring for him.
"Scum like that are not worth making you fear," he told her. They hopped onto the motorcycle and left. He picked her up once more and quickly got them into his bedroom without a sound. It was now cold in his room, having left the door opened. "You better get to bed. It's already morning." He led her through the darkness of the hallway to her room. She turned on the light and looked at him. "Goodnight," he whispered. She leaned her head up and kissed his cheek. She didn't say a word, but sprang to get ready for bed. Hiei closed the door and leaned against her door and touched his cheek. There was an icy sensation in the form of lip prints. "Goodnight, sister," he whispered.
He was heading to his room when he saw a figure leaning on his doorframe. "Have fun, Hiei?" It was a cocky voice and not hard to place. There was a sudden small burst of light from a lighter as Yusuke handed Hiei a lit cigarette. "Where were you two?"
Hiei took the cigarette and breathed in deeply. He smirked into the night but he knew Yusuke couldn't see it. "None of your business." His elbowed clashed his Yusuke's as he went inside his room. But his eyes began to glow like his jagan except in a deep red. "We went for a midnight joy ride." He closed the door and snickered. Just as he was about to go to sleep for a few hours, he felt the prick of his pendent. "hn, mistletoe joyride at Christmas."
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God, I hope you like this one. Sorry it took so long. I've been working my ass off this Christmas. Hopefully, I'll finish before Christmas! Well, review please! ^_^, I'll get the next one up soon as I can.