A/N: Another chappy for my darlings! Thank you to my devoted fans who are sticking to my fic and leaving me such lovely review and support. It truely is a huge honor. So thank you. Now on to another addition of Demon Booty Call!
Chapter 11: Teen Spirit
"What about this?" Nora gave a lazy shrug. Summer rolled her eyes and gave a groaned loudly, putting back the dress on the rack. Her long fingers rummaged through the lined plastic hangers. The party was in just three hours and Nora was being extremely picky and difficult. Nothing appealed to her taste. She tried reminding her friend it was only a house party not a fucking winter formal. But alas she had no choice, she would put up with her sour attitude since it was meant to flaunt her figure to her two-timing ex.
"This?" She pulled a hot pink ruffle dress.
Nora eyes widen and cast a horror expression. "Good. God. No, no, nooooo."
"Alright, alirght." Summer stuffed the dress back and faced her less than helpful friend. "Why don't you tell me what you're looking for?"
Nora sighed. "Sorry. I'm just a little on edge."
Edge didn't cover it. Her mind was still grasping all the information from a few days ago and the scolding gaze from Hiei as well. She couldn't grasp what made him so angry. God damn hot-headed-finely-tone-ass-demon. Damn his fine ass. Apparently there was once a barrier that prevented most demons from crossing into the human world; but with the force field down and the upcoming tournament, demons were seeping into the human plane. Demons in search for ways to increase their power, which the consumption of humans (which some lived on) could strengthen their abilities. Nora wasn't certain which freaked her out more the fact that demons ate humans or that the bubbly Botan was the grim reaper. During this grim discussion, Nora managed to slip in the invite to Josh's house party which Hiei was keen to agree to accompany her. She gave it little thought as she was highly aware of the demon's true plan.
"Well?" Summer voice rang with a hint of annoyance. Nora looked at her. The taller girl held out a simple and short cocktail red dress with a low bust line and two thick straps.
"Hmm.." She examined the article of clothing.
"Just try it on. We don't have all day."
It was time. The dress fitted to her figure perfectly, accenting her slender waist and the bellowing of her hips stopping mid-thigh, the low scoop of the front flashing a tasty bit of cleavage. The makeup was simple: a smudge of mascara to make her lashes fuller, a line or two of eyeliner making her eyes appear sharper, a light layer of lip gloss. Descending the stair, black loose curls bounced and her two inched heels clunk with each step, Summer insisted a change of hair was needed to complete the outfit, Nora meet her fashionably dressed best friend who wore a green spring dress that swirl around her figure with each move. She smiled approval and the ventured out to the much anticipated party.
The boys had agreed to meet up with the girls at the house and they weren't disappointed as they reached the two storied house. The night was silent except for the muffled sound of music emitting from the building. Four figures stood at the entrance. The girls were regarded with shock but please smiles from the boys. Yusuke and Kuwabara were dress down with simple pairs of jeans and button up shirts. Kurama wore black slacks and a tuck in red business shirt. Hiei was decked in black leather pants and a sleeveless black shirt, adorning his waist was a chained belt. Nora didn't miss how he drank in her tight red dress and expose flesh and knew without a doubt she would see him later tonight.
Kurama knocked on the door and there were greeted by an older tanned skin woman with a bottle of vodka in hand. Her eyes were glossy and her stance unbalance. She leaned in and peered at Kurama, who blushed at her close proximity and the strong scent of aromas seeping from the household. "Who are you?"
Before Kurama could answer, Nora jumped in front of him. "Hey Jaz, they're with me."
The drunken woman smiled. "Nora!" She squealed and pulled the unexpecting teen into a painful bear-hug. "Where you been?! I missed YOU!"
Nora pried the woman off her. "Yeah. Josh invited us." She said hastily.
She smacked her forehead. "Oh! Yeah. Come on in. The alcohol is only for the adult. There's punch. Drink that." Stepping aside, she ushered the group into the back of the house where the party had already were under way. It was a large crowd of students from school, a large back room was turned into the dance floor, the family room seated couples and gossiping friends sipping red plastic cups, a even larger group gathered in the backyard. A crystal bowel sat on a oak wood coffee table within it lay a pool of purple liquid.
"Hey. Glad you guys could make it." Josh addressed the group as he emerged from another room. "Have a drink." He led them to the crystal bowel, pouring and handing a plastic cup filled to the rim with punch.
Kurama's nose twitched. "It smells strange." He noted.
Josh smiled. "I spiked it. My sister doesn't know so shhh." The tone of his voice sounded light and off. Everything felt off.
Kurama shared a concern glance with Hiei but he appeared at a lost like his demonic counterpart. There was an aroma he noticed earlier before entering but he took it for the smell of booze. But as he stood here the scent hover and spread thickly all over the entire house. It was familiar but whenever his mind reached for the memory it escaped his grasp. The rest of the gang sipped their cups and the two demons watched then seeing no adverse side of effect took a gulp of it as well. It was surprisingly sweet on their tongues and warm its way into the center of their stomach. Whatever Josh had put in it had a immediate effect, the air smelt of a heavy musk weighing down on them. Their bodies suddenly felt light and free.
Nora wasn't sure how much time had time or how she ended up on the dance floor. But there she was swinging and swaying her hips, she could still taste the punch on her lips. Somehow, she had gotten separated from her friends. She stopped and peered through the crowd of dancing teens, none of them were in sight. That is when she noticed the lit mist hanging in the air. Shoving her way out, Nora tottered into the living room, her eye lids felt terribly heavy like pieces of lead.
With one hand, she held her forehead and the other she gazed against the wall for support. Everything had a light mist to it, like she was in a dream sequence from a movie, the world seem to blur past her as she moved at the pace of a snail. Where had the others gone? How much did she drink? She never experienced a buzz like this. Nora slumped against the wall, not trusting her legs to carry her further. Lazily with half-lidded eyes, she observed the constant moving coward of teens. A mane of fiery red lock crossed her vision; she reached out a feeble arm.
"Kurama?" But he brushed right by her. She pulled herself from the support of the red lined walls but quickly lost sight of her friend. It felt as if he just disappeared. Nora made a mental note to punch Josh for whatever he put in the cup. Continuing her pursuit for her friends, she stumbled through the living room and took a hall leading away from the party; two double glass doors peeked opened. She glanced over it until she noticed a familiar shape. Two caramel arms coiled around his neck, lips locked together, his hands tangled in her straight black locks, sat the un-most likely sight she would ever behold. Lizabeth smashing faces with Hiei.
Suddenly, she couldn't breathe, like someone punch her in her gut; to the best of her ability she staggered her way to the kitchen. It was just like when she discovered the truth about her ex's betrayal but it felt worse, tenfold. But why did her heart ache painfully? They were just friends with benefits, nothing more. Then why did it feel like she was being torn in half?
A warm hand squeezed her shoulder and glanced behind her. "Nora" Josh asked, watching her with concern. "Are you okay?"
She faced him and hung her head, shaking it meekly, unable to speak. "You want to talk about it?" There he was again emerging from the dance room, ruby eyes filled with concern and suspicion. How could he look at her like that after what he did? Nora pushed past Josh, fleeing out the front door, ignoring the calls from her best friend Summer.
"Nora!" Summer chased after her, briefly losing her as Nora turned down a corner and ran off with her heels in her grasp. The voice became quitter and finally she heard nothing but silence. Summer would pry the information out of her and she wanted nothing more than to be away from everyone. Her feet throbbed on the cool cement floor and she broke into a brisk walk. She choked back the tear threatening to rob her of her stability.
She sniffled, arms wrapped around her trembling form. "Ohh. Don't cry, my dear." A new voice filled the empty street, suddenly her heart started to pump, the hairs on her skin stood up. Her white fingers coliled around her shoe and she whirled around, ready to strike when a sharp pain struck her abdomen. The world started to blur and the air was sucked out of her lungs. She collapsed.
A/N: Oh, boy! Yeah a clifhanger cause I'm that cruel. So what up with that party? What the hell was Hiei doing with that chick? And who sunk up on Nora? Find out in the final chapters. Please, reveiw. I'll be waiting. Haha.