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Well, I had been trying to think of a YYH fic for sometime, but no idea would
come to me. Aside from that, I wanted to avoid anything that required extensive
knowledge of the basic YYH storyline, seeing as I *TRIED* so hard to avoid
spoiling the show for myself. (Needless to say, this attempt failed, miserably,
as I just seem to come upon information by accident, constantly. Imagined if I
went looking for it? >Dlso,lso, I wanted to avoid clich� plots, over-used
plots, over-used couplings, and over-all out of character mush, depending on the
characters.
This is not easy.
So mSo much has already been done in the YYH universe that, well, quite frankly,
trying to come up with something original for it is near impossible. And here's
the kicker, I've read a total of maybe...5-10 YYH fics, tops. At least 4 of them
were really good, or at least decent. Some of them seemed to manipulate the
characters into a situation, instead of letting it flow. The characters seem
pushed into their surroundings, and I know some people get all gushy about it
and love the coupling presented, but I can't stand it.
There's another thing I can't stand, character bashing. Well, unless it's
done in a tasteful, humourous, way, and usually by other characters, not obvious
bashing done by the author just for the heck of it. There are decent ways to
handle characters you dislike.
The following lacks all plot.
In fact, it's pure fanservice.
I had been trying to think up a story idea fome ome time, and today, while
eating ice cream, the basics of this one came to me. I decided I would attempt
to form it into some coherent fanfic, and mess with it so it works. I can't say
I succeeded, especially since I'm not really following my over all preference
here, but I sorta had someone else in mind when I was thinking up the
"coupling." We'll see how this turns out.
Warnings: Shounen-ai, sexual insinuations, Yusuke's usual perverseness,
threats of BDSM, gagging, deviant expressions, and unconventional relationships.
No likies - GO AWAY! Neko no force you to read!
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Contemplation
10-24-03
'I feel so bad,' Yusuke muttered to himself as he kicked a rock and watched
it skip down the street. He sighed, for taking his anger out on the stone object
was not fulfilling, not in the least bit. Things had ceased to go his way for
sometime, and currently, the young man was lost. Time would creep on a person
like night itself. One minute you would be in the sun, basking in its glorious
warmth, then the cold skeletal hands of night would close around you. Yusuke was
now left deciding which he preferred, and which was better, but every time he
started to love the night, and how gentle it soothed his burning skin, morning
would come, and everything would start over again.
However, Yusuke was hardly thinking of this metaphor, in fact, most people
would be surprised if Yusuke even knew what a metaphor was.
Even so, he was still contemplating great places in his life, and uncertain
of what he wanted more. There was the appeal of a short skirt laying gently
against two large curves, slapping it softly as the curves moved up and down.
Then there was the rather nicely filled out shirt.... But every time he
mentioned these things to Keiko, or touched, (usually touched, as Yusuke was so
found of making himself seem the victim) Yusuke ended up regretting it. Usually
with his face throbbing, and red, while a certain appendage throbbed in time,
frustrated.
On the other hand, there was the soft rose petal touch, yet a cold, vast,
mysterious space that caused Yusuke frustration when he tried to understand it. And he
used to think girls were tough to figure out. Feh!
Not to mention, this particular problem had another problem attached to it,
in the form a fiery, dangerous black hellcat. Heck, sometimes Yusuke was unsure
who he feared more; Hiei or Keiko. They both seemed tied for that award.
'I can't believe I did that!' grumbled Yusuke in his head as he continued to
berate himself for leaving Keiko alone, again. This time he even lacked a good
excuse, other than he thought she looked adorable in her blue skirt and shirt
combo with pink trim. The outfit accented every endowment and charm she had,
while still being modest. Yusuke had been amazed when he first saw her walking
down the sidewalk as she smiled sweetly at him. But then dread seeped in as his
jeans started to feel uncomfortably tight.
They entered the movie theatre for another attempt at a peaceful date, and
quickly, Yusuke told her he wanted to get her a soda and some popcorn, so she
went to save them seats while Yusuke slipped back out of the movie theatre. He
did not want to leave her, but he almost feared sitting in a dark place, right
beside her, for two hours with his pants throbbing.
It was a painful thought. And even if he tried to help that pain, Keiko would
make sure he would be in pain for at least a month. So instead, Yusuke decided
to take a walk, and by the time he realised his head had not really been in
charge, it was far too late to go back and pretend he had just been caught up in
a long line.
No, it was way too late for that.
After hours of painful contemplation, Yusuke saw a beacon of red light in the
distance as the sun faded behind him.
Kurama's hair shined brilliantly in the fading crimson light, and Yusuke
sighed. His other point of confusion and mayhem was now in front of him, while
the other was left behind. It did not help that Kurama fell into the category of
being what most considered beautiful, while barely retaining enough masculine
qualities to attract a large group of females. The females barely bothered Yusuke;
however, it was the male crowd Kurama's gorgeous attributes attracted that
bothered Yusuke, though he tried not to speak of any of it.
Watching the fox now, standing out amongst the cityscape as he glowed in the
dying rays of the sun, Yusuke was once again sent into contemplation and near
madness.
Yet, his legs kept moving. He kept walking towards the other, never even
considering what to say.
'Just let it flow, and we'll see where we go from there,' Yusuke told himself
as he walked on.
If Yusuke had no clue as to what a metaphor was, the object of his current
concern was a master over metaphors.
Desolate, Shuichi, better known to some as Kurama, looked at the door to the
gas station, then looked around himself, and finally settled his green eyes on
the ground, where he felt they belonged. Shame burned his cheeks as he tried to
fight his emotions back, but now they conflicted each other into a mass of ice
and fire in his stomach.
First thwas was embarrassment for allowing his human feelings to override
logical thought, then there was indignation for the lie he had told Hiei, and
the way he *RAN* away. The words 'ran away,' echoed in his mind as he thought
about how Hiei would admonish him for being so cowardly, assuming Kurama managed
to get through being upbraided for allowing himself to say it.
Kurama's cheeks burned as he remembered the slip. He had managed so well to
never, ever say those three little words before, but that evening, with Hiei in
his arms, and deep inside him, Kurama recalled how much those words had caressed
him as a child in Shiori's arms. The memory overwhelmed him with the impact that
small tenderness possessed, and for one brief moment, Kurama had wanted nothing
more than to give that feeling to Hiei, so he slipped.
'Why did I say that?!'
For anyone the words, "I love you," could simply be harmless, at
most humiliating when loosed at the wrong time, but between Kurama and Hiei they
sufficed to do two levels of damage. They first reminded Hiei that Kurama was
very much human, in both body and emotions. Yes, somewhere inside was still the
burning fire of a gorgeous silver haired fox demon, but for now, he was pretty
much human, just one that could do a lot of damage if need be. Next, they
triggered Hiei's mind to realise where they really came from. Not just Kurama's
human body, but the true stem was a maternal blanket of eternal warmth and
kindness; a blanket Hiei had not just been denied, but one he had been ripped and
torn from, cast into ice.
The anger and hurt that flared in Hiei's eyes the second those words escaped
Kurama's mouth made the fox clamp his lips shut immediately and cease all
activity. His desire pretty much died the second he noticed that painful,
accusing glare. He had even waited for Hiei to berate him, hit him, punch him,
something...anything ake ake it even. Anything to let Kurama know he was
okay....
Anything to let Kurama know his mistake would not cost him their
relationship.
But Hiei had done nothing. He simply rolled away from the other and refused
to even face Kurama. Being ignored hurt more than being cuffed.
Kurama doubled up, his back leaning against the wall as he was dragged almost
to his knees with the nausea rolling in his stomach. Fire and ice. The ice made
his stomach feel ten pounds heavier, and the fire licked it with painful burning
while Kurama remained bent over, trying to calm the tempest before his abused
body attempted to purged the ailments, along with his mother's lovingly made
dinner that had not yet digested.
The world seemed to swim before his eyes for a moment, then it all settled as
a voice cut through the blood rushing through Kurama's ears. Crystal clear, the
fox heard, "Hey, Kurama. You okay?"
With a weak smile, but the intention of avoiding concern, especially from
Yusuke, who hardly should spare worry for others, considering his own life,
Kurama looked up. "I am fine, Yusuke. What has you out here?"
Yusuke shifted uncomfortably at Kurama's concerned question, but managed to
mutter, "I...uhh...decided to take a walk. You?"
"Same."
"All right then," Yusuke said with a smirk, and the presumption Kurama was holding back, granted, he was as well. "Let's try this then.
What were you doing while walking?"
Sharp emerald eyes stared at Yusuke for a moment as Kurama acknowed jed just
how clever the other male was. Scholastic or knowledgeable Yusuke was not, but
no one could get away with calling him stupid, possibly mention obstinately
simple-minded and one tracked. There was no way Yusuke would let up now.
"Thinking."
"Yeah, funny! So was I," Yusuke laughed out, allowing only a tiny
fringe of sarcasm to underlay his voice, then he added in a more serious tone,
"only, I didn't start out thinking. I ended up realising when I started I
hadn't been thinkin' at all. Now I'm thinking. What were you thinking ut?&ut?"
"Ah well...."
"Okay, how about this," Yusuke said, still more serious than
before. He edged closer to Kurama, staring intensely into the red-head's eyes as
he slowly turned the interrogation into a demand, "What were you running
from?"
A small chuckle escaped Kurama's mouth, and Yusuke stepped back a little,
surprised.
"It's foolish. I told Hiei I was going to get ice, since one of us would
need it," Kurama answered, softly, while staring at the pavement and trying
not to laugh.
"Why the heck are you on the verge of giggling?"
"Nervous reaction," Kurama muttered through gritted teeth, teeth
determined not to allow confused mirth into the game.
"Okay...well, I don't see the problem. You're at a gas station, the ice
is in there, so go get it," Yusuke said with an abnormal logical option.
Kurama's fits of laughter were ready to escape as he shook his head and said,
"Yusuke...if I wanted ice, I just had to get it from the freezer."
At first Yusuke felt slight shame for not thinking of that first, but then he
realised this was, in some strange way, Kurama's subtle hint at wanting, more
like needing, help, because Kurama never had to explain that, but he did.
"Okay, Kurama, what happened?"
Annoyed, Hiei had long left Kurama's warm bed. A trip to the fridge should
have taken, what, ten, twenty minutes? Not two hours. That was just flat out
ridiculous.
Gracefully, Hiei left out Kurama's window to avoid running into Shiori, Kurama's
mother, who was probably getting ready to leave for work. There was nothing
really wrong with the woman, and she probably knew he was there, but Hiei felt
strange being in her house while Kurama was away. It always felt like he was
intruding.
Hiei stealthily landed on the ground, and started walking in the direction he
could sense Kurama's ki, but the earlier events were still gnawing at him. In
truth, he was not so much angry as exasperated. When did the great Youko Kurama
become such a sap? Oh right...the mother thing.... But still....
'Where the hell did that outburst come from? And why did he fucking leave me
sitting in there for two hours?! I know he's upset, but that's no reason to run
away from me. What am I going to do, chop his head off? No fun for a demon -
we're not praying mantises. What does he think I'm going to do? Ditch him? Like
I was ditched? Fat chance. Idiot fox!'
To himself, Hiei posed these questions, as well as methods of how to deal
with it, especially ones that centered around Kurama not being so afraid of
facing someone he had disappointed. He continued on thinking, until he noticed a
lone figure walking in the fading sunlight, downcast.
Her face bluntly displayed hurt, and Yusuke was nowhere insight. Hiei
concluded that Keiko had been ditched, yet again. Strange, how he could have something, *ANYTHING*, in common with such a contrasting, bitter human. It was
baffling to Hiei, but perhaps if Yusuke had left her, he had taken off with
Kurama.
Moving from the shadows, Hiei fell in place next to Keiko until she finally
looked up from her self-orientated angst-party and realised someone was next to
her, then he talked -
"Have you seen Kurama?"
"Have you seen Yusuke?" - at the same time she did.
Both quickly closed their mouths and faced away from each other, while Hiei
grimly thought, 'Great, so she doesn't even know where Yusuke went, or with who.
But I don't think this little meeting is all just coincidence. I'm afraid we'll
find the fox with Yusuke.'
"So Kurama didn't go to see Yusuke?" Hiei asked into the silence,
curious, still.
Keiko sighed, then answered, "No. I don't even know where Yusuke is. He
said he would get me a soda, then never showed up."
'Hmph!' Hiei grumbled to himself. 'Too similar for my taste. I do not envy
Yusuke when Keiko finds him, nor do I envy what she might do to Kurama if she
suspects anything other than platonic friendship. But only an idiot would continuously
chose to ignore the looks those two have shared in the past.'
Without another word, Hiei started to separate himself from Keiko by walking
off the sidewalk back into the alleyways, but Keiko followed him, without a
word. Irate, Hiei gave her a side glance as she walked a little faster, and he
again found himself complaining in his mind, 'Damn it! Why is she now trying to
follow me?
'I could always just run - she would never be able to keep up with me then.
But...if anything happened to her...Yusuke would.... Ugh! Since when did I end up a babysitter to *HUMANS*?!'
Annoyed, Hiei walked a little faster, but never so fast Keiko could not keep
up. Finally, Hiei stopped, turned to find Keiko breathless and all to grateful
for a break, and asked, "Why thel arl are you following me?"
"I was hoping if you find Kurama he might know where Yusuke is,"
Keiko gasped out between large gulps of air.
'How can he walk *SO* fast?!' Keiko thought to herself as she watched Hiei's
already dangerously narrowed eyes narrow farther.
"And what makes you think Kurama might know of Yusuke's
whereabouts?"
Keiko's face flashed a wince of pain before settling into her previous appearance of just irritated, and she answered, quietly,
"Because...well.... It's obvious Yusuke thinks a lot of Kurama. I know they
haven't spent much time together since Yusuke came back from makai, but I think
Yusuke has wanted to talk to him. And besides, all Yusuke's talked about for the
past couple of years is Kurama."
"Oh, he has, has he?" Hiei asked with arms crossed, never
indicating any emotion to Keiko, but to himself he almost smiled. 'At least she
has brains to figure that much of the problem out. The other problem now is what
to do with said situation.'
With a nod, Keiko answered Hiei, so in turn, Hiei questioned, "And what
do we do if we do find them together? What are we supposed to do then?"
Slowly, Keiko's eyes closed as she thought to how much Yusuke seemed to
belong to the demon world. But yet, he had returned to her; however, did this
mean he was completely happy? He still talked endlessly of Kurama, and the times
Yusuke had enjoyed before while fighting in the tournaments. Yusuke never seemed
to fully live far from those days. Sure, he had grown, but those times are what
had changed him so much and brought more of his positive attributes to light.
Keiko could always say that fact alone was why he kept reminiscing, but she knew
that would be the easy way of dealing with it. She knew, deep inside, that was
not fully the reason, only part of it. And now she was pretty sure she had found
the other side to it.
There was a solution, well, three of them. One was cruel to Yusuke, but
Yusuke would do it, regardless. The second one was the last thing on Earth Keiko
wanted to do, even if for Yusuke's sake. She knew she loved him, deeply, and to
let him go would be impossible. Besides, she was pretty sure he loved her, for
he had come home to her. That had to mean and count for something. So, there was
the third option, though it was one Keiko was uncertain about, and a little
scared to try. Yet, if it was for Yusuke...if it would make Yusuke happy, she
was more than willing to try it. Anything to help make Yusuke happy.
Keiko smiled, taking Hiei off guard.
He stumbled back a bit, shaken by the fact Keiko was grinning while
contemplating the fact her boyfriend's heart was not solely hers. He had never
heard of such a thing from a human. When he had time to think on it later, he
realised how much it intrigued him, but at the moment it happened he was
stunned.
Stunned long enough for Keiko to get away with leaning forward and whispering
in his ear. Hiei was entranced at the light warmth feathering in his ear, but
what held him captive were Keiko's words.
Was she human?
If she was, she was nothing he had first believed humans to be, let alone
Keiko herself. He went through shock once more, then disgust she had been so
close to him, and he had not been able to push her away, and finally he hit uponmostmost admiration for her suggestion.
"Why are you staring at me like I've grown two heads?"
"Not quite as straight-laced as you act, that's why," Hiei
answered, still not showing her anything other than slight annoyance.
Keiko crossed her arms as she puffed up and indignantly asked, "Who ever
said I was straight-laced?"
"No one had to say anything; it's how you act."
"Well, 'people' should not be so quick to assume such things. Besides,
does it matter? You can either take the offer, or leave it and then we deal with
Kurama and Yusuke separately, and on a completely different level. Probably
losing them both in the process."
"Let's find them, then," Hiei said as he started to travel through
the alley ways once more, in hopes of finding a more direct route to where
Kurama's youki was, now approaching them, with none other than Yusuke's reiki next to
him.
"Okay," said Keiko, relieved Hiei seemed ready to accept her idea.
But that did leave one other thing open.
"So, just what are we going to do when we find them?" now Keiko was
the one asking.
Hiei grinned. "Spank them."
"WHAT?!" Keiko shoutedshocshock. She took a deep breath, then
thought about it for a moment, realising Hiei was accepting her suggestion. He
never said it, but that way to deal with the two indicated he had. She then
smiled and said, "On second thought, that sounds like a good idea."
"Kurama...I can't understand a thing you're saying!" Yusuke said
with annoyance as the fox tried to speak through fits of laughter. Everything
came out jumbled, and it did not help that Kurama was bent over double once more from
laughing.
The sun fully set behind them, and finally, Kurama ceased his uncontrollable
giggles and stood up straight. He noticed a certain youki headed towards them. It
was still off in the distance, but nonetheless headed their way. Kurama almost
winced, but had trouble losing his smile. There was great humour in the
situation, after all.
"Hiei is going to kill me."
Yusuke felt a sweat drop on the side of his head as he said, "You know
what, Kurama, maybe I should walk home with you."
"Oro?" Kurama turned to the other with a questioning look, then
brushed off his concerns.
"You don't have to, Yusuke," Kurama informed him as he started
walking towards his home, with Hiei's ki in the middle of his destination.
"No...I really t I s I should," said Yusuke as he started walking
beside Kurama
A soft silence fell on them with night, as neither wanted to talk about their
evening ordeals, and neither was sure what to say to the other to make the other
speak. Finally, Kurama asked, with a smile, "So, Yusuke, what were you
running from?"
"Ah! Do we have to talk about that?"
"Well, we should talk about something, or this walk could be hopelessly
boring," Kurama answered, still giving the other a soft smile that
threatened to break at any minute.
Yusuke shook his head, thought for a moment, then simply said, "Keiko.
And I ain't adding nothin' to that."
"I understand," Kurama said in return, honestly understanding just
how much that one word, "Keiko," really signified. "You still
have trouble with her? Are you two not engaged?"
"Yes, we are. We got engaged before I left...but...she still
won't put out. And today she was just wearing this really cute little outfit,
and looking so damn -" Yusuke blushed when he realised he was rambling the
entire thing off to Kurama. It had never been intentional, but once Yusuke got
started on what was bothering him, he delved into detaiacceaccenting everything
with his frustration.
Kurama waved his hand, indicating it was not a problem. Yusuke needed to vent
sometimes, and Kurama understood that, more than Yusuke knew.
"It's okay, Yusuke."
"And Hiei, when did he come back?"
"Ah...well, he's been coming back once in a while to see me,"
Kurama quickly answered, hoping to hide his own blush from Yusuke.
Slyly, Yusuke said, "I see...coming to see you, eh? That's not all
that's been coming, though."
"Yusuke! How uncouth!" Kurama said, playfully.
"Sheesh...I'm just playing with you. Calm down. You'll start sounding
like Keiko if you remain so bashful and prudent," Yusuke quipped as he smiled at the
other to indicate he was not completely serious.
"What about Kuwabara-kun? I was certain he and Yukina would be married by
now either that, or spending his kee keeping his sister away from Yukina...."
Kurama trailed off, while Yusuke's eyes blinked.
"Have you talked to Kuwabara at all?"
"Not recently...."
"Scary. He is, in fact, currently trying to keep Yukina and Shizuru
separate. Apparently they are starting to scare him after Yukina moved in with
them. I'm not too sure what he
meant by that. I told him I wouldn't mind watching. He punched me and said it
was his sister. I guess I kinda understand that....
"He also," Yusuke tried to stifle a chuckle, "said that he was
scared to marry Yukina anyhow, now that he understands more of her culture. He's
all scared he would be a block of ice hiding somewhere. How on Earth did you
-"
Kurama cut him off before Yusuke started thinking he was something that he
was not, by saying, "Yukina and Shizuru I figured from deduction."
Yusuke started to ask just how Hiei had been doing, when he stopped and
noticed two people walking towards them. Hiei...and Keiko. Yusuke groaned.
"I see what you mean. That is a cute outfit," Kurama said gently as
he grinned at Yusuke. Yusuke gave him a weak smile in return as Hiei and Keiko
settled in front of them under the now dark sky.
Both looked slightly irate, but suspicious at the same time. Kurama was
unsure, but he sensed change.
"Ice, Kurama? I hardly think Yusuke counts as ice," Hiei said
coldly while eyeing Yusuke with contempt and morbid curiosity.
To banter in return, Yusuke quipped, "Well, I wouldn't think of a fire
demon as being ice either, but you sure seem to come close."
Careful not to express himself out loud, Kurama chuckled to himself as he
considered how accurate Yusuke's statement was, and how it almost touched on the
very reason Kurama had taken off. It was almost frightening how well Yusuke
could pinpoint the center of a problem without ever knowing the actual situation
and circumstances.<
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"Hiei...I.... I was going back.... I just...." Kurama's mirth
finally died, and Kurama looked down at the ground, finding it hard to face
Hiei's narrowed eyes. He was so uncertain of just what was about to happen, and
part of him was glad to be facing the consequences of his actions, no matthe the
good intentions, while another part of him...hurt? Realising that ache in his
heart, Kurama looked up with wide eyes, surprised.
Did Hiei really say that?
Knowing Kurama did not believe he had heard correctly (the shocked eyes gave
it away), Hiei repeated himself, "I said, I
understand. You probably just felt like you hurt me, and knowing you, that's the
worst thing in the world you could do; hurt a friend, or your mother. So you ran
away fit, it, unable to deal with it. And now I'm telling you, do you really
think I'm that weak? Did you actually think I would just leave you for
that?"
Kurama shook his head, violently willing to dispel any notion that he would
think of Hiei as weak. Thinking Hiei as weak would be to think of Keiko as
completely harmless - NOT SMART AND VERY WRONG.
"I don't think you're weak. Not at all...but I did think you might leave
if you felt I could not...." Kurama bit his bottom lip, refusing to say the
words, "be obedient," but unable to find another way of saying what he
failed to do. They had an unspoken bond, but not one to be abused. Hiei had asked
long ago that Kurama leave all foolish human notions out of their relationship,
and until then, Kurama had never failed. Not once. But now....
"It's fine, Kurama. We just go back, talk about it, and deal with it.
Nothing more. Keiko, would lik like to talk to Yusuke now?" Hiei said as he
stepped back, while his eyes remained on Kurama, gleefully taking in his stunned
expression. It was always fun on those rare moments he could shatter Kurama's certainty,
for those were rare times.
Keiko walked up to Yusuke and refused to even look at Kurama, for his mere
presence made her feel plain. She wished desperately she could have such
vibrant, eye-catching colouring for her hair and eyes, not to mention how
gorgeous he looked. It made her feel even more sour as she thought, 'How could I
even compete with him?!'
"Yusuke, you didn't leave to get soda, did you?" Keiko asked,
though it was a rhetorical question - they both knew the answer to that, now.
Desperately, Keiko tried to keep her anger out of her voice and displayed more
concern, and Yusuke took note.
Ashamed, Yusuke looked at the ground and said, "Well...I.... Damn it,
Keiko! You just looked so damn good in that outfit, and I was so hard about it,
I knew I couldn't be with you in the movie theatre. It's dark, and if we were
sitting side by side, I'd want to-" as he went on, she stared with
indignation, oblivious to anything he did, which poke her chest. "See, like
that...."
He was what? Keiko's eyes blinked furiously with her cheeks flushed, she was mortified
Yusuke had just blurted that out while Hiei and Kurama were watching. In fact,
Hiei looked like he was gloating and enjoying it.
Keiko's hand lifted in the air, aimed straight for Yusuke's face and in its
passing another delicate hand caught it; its owner looked as shocked as she did
that he stopped her.
Kurama stared at her, half scolding, half pleading with his eyes weighing
heavy on her. Roughly, Keiko pulled her hand away from his as Kurama said,
"Don't do that. I have no idea what your problem is, really. Would you
actually want to be with some sort of monster that would have stayed in the
theatre with you and tried something on you? Or would you rather be with someone
who could care less about you and would never look at you twice? At least Yusuke
still feels this way about you after this many years! Some people don't even
have that!"
Yusuke's mouth went slack as he muttered, "Kurama?" trying to
process that Kurama had just told Keiko to appreciate him.
With her cheeks burning still, Keiko looked at the sidewalk, ashamed, knowing
Kurama was right. She honestly had never cherished how much Yusuke really cared
about her. Nor had she been grateful he left, no, instead she had allowed her
anger to get the better of her.
Now that everything seemed to be cleared, Hiei said into the silence,
"Okay, well, we still have a few things to sort out, so if Yusuke and
Kurama would please follow. We're going back to Kurama's house, because his
mother should have left for work already, so it's the best place for what we're
about to do." With that, Hiei turned and started walking back to Kurama's
house.
Confused, Yusuke asked, "What? What's going on here?"
A loud sigh was heard from Hiei as he spoke, but never turned back around,
"Yusuke, your fianc� over there had a good solution for things that
obviously have been plaguing you for some time. Like this lack of her letting
you release your frustration. You get to do that tonight.
"Kurama needs things from me that I cannot always give, and I might
never be able to give, but as you lived here in the human world yourself, you
might be more able to give these things to him. So as I said, follow."
In silent curiosity, Yuske and Kurama followed while Keiko trailed behind
them, a smile on her face as she asked herself if she really wanted to do this?
The response from herself was, 'Yes. Yes, I do.'
At Kurama's house, the group watched as Kurama unlocked the door and let
everyone in. Quietly, they followed Kuama and Hiei upstairs to Kurama's room
where Keiko took a seat at Kurama's desk, and Yusuke sat on the bed.
"Okay, Hiei, what's going on here?" Kurama finally asked, curious
for a more direct answer than the one they received earlier.
Hiei pulled out a scarf from one of Kurama's drawers, took Keiko's hand and
pulled her from the desk. She started to protest, but then stopped, fearing Hiei
might *ENJOY* her protesting, so it would be pointless. While Hiei started tying
Keiko's hands at the middle of her back, Yusuke stood with his mouth open, so
Keiko winked at him, and Hiei nodded his head towards to Kurama.
Yusuke looked at Kurama with his wide green eyes, and then looked back at
Keiko in that skirt, with her hands tied behind her back. Suddenly it all made
sense.
Quickly, before Kurama could catch on and probably talk them all out of it,
Yusuke grabbed Kurama's shoulders and pushed him down to the bed.
"Yusuke?"
"Well, Hiei already you had today, so now it's my turn," Yusuke
told the other as he started to run his fingers through Kurama's red locks.
Hiei snorted, "Yeah, and Keiko can have him later."
"What am I, a toy?!" Kurama asked with indignation.
"Yes, yes you are," said Yusuke as he leaned forward, just to find
Kurama had pulled a rose from his hair. Quickly, Yusuke grabbed Kurama's hand,
and with a nervous smile he added, "A dangerous toy?"
Acquiescing, Kurama smiled and said, "Fine, I'll take that one."
Hiei smirked at them, then looked at Keiko and said, "Well, it looks
like this was a good idea after all. Perhaps I shouldn't judge someone's I.Q. by
whether they are youkai or ningen." Then he started to pull her to the bed.
"Hmph!" Keiko huffed at him, upset about the "race"
remark. She felt almost insulted to be human. In response she told him, "I
guess then a person's I.Q. should not also be judged by their height!"
Kurama and Yusuke both looked up at this, and smiled at the two while Hiei
stuffed a sock in her mouth.
Enraged, Keiko's eyes bulged out as she started to throw out muffled insults
while she glared at Hiei, but Hiei just chuckled and said, "I think you're
best this way. Quiet. Now, are you sure you're not half-demon, because you are
certainly bitchy enough!"
Keiko's eyes remained wide as saucers as she started to scream and yell at
Hiei, but no one heard anything but muffles cries. Yusuke went right back to
licking Kurama's neck, and Hiei threw Keiko over his shoulder, where her skirt
flipped up, displaying satin under garments that curved gently around her
backside, and stayed up. Enjoying Yusuke's efforts, Kurama looked up from the
bed and softly told Hiei, "Be gentle with her, she is still human,
regardless of attitude."
"Of course," Hiei said as he plopped Keiko on the bed.
Yusuke looked up Kur Kurama's neck, causing the red-head to give a soft moan
in protest, and said, "Hey, and no whips, okay?!"
Hiei smirked as he said, "Of course not. We're saving the whip for
Kurama."
Kurama tried to protest, but found it hard with Yusuke's mouth over his own. Hiei
shook his head, then turned back to Keiko and chuckled as he thought of her words from
earlier; "We should join them."
Was she really human? Well, if she was, she was most interesting one
Hiei had ever met, and he suddenly thought Yusuke was very lucky, but then, he
also knew he was lucky tooramarama looked absolutely delicious as he squirmed
under Yusuke's tongue and hands, and Hiei wondered if they could keep doing
this. He hoped so, otherwise he might have to use a whip on Yusuke too.
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Ever so sorry if Keiko seems OOC to some people, but I had a lot of trouble
liking her character at first, so I decided I would delve into portions of her
people really don't consider, or never think of. Usually such straight and
narrow people are truly begging to just have an excuse to let go, but well...if
you really dislike it that much, don't read anything else by me. ^________^
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