Standard disclaimers apply. Thanks to Yoshihiro Togashi for coming up with these magnificent characters. None of these are mine, not the characters obviously. Donât sue me⌠no money⌠not making money⌠just sharing a piece of my brains with everyone. ^_^; Storyline might be bad, and grammar might be wrong⌠hey whaddaya expect from a 16 year old fan? Haha⌠alright⌠enough with rambling and babbling⌠A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs ************************************ A Shattered Koorime Heart Part One ~~~~~~~~ "Shuu-chan, dinner is ready!" said Shiori knocking at Kuramaâs door. "Em, hai kaasan. Kite yo!" replied Kurama, buttoning up his shirt. Everyone was on the table, ready to eat. "Ano Shuuichi, I got free tickets to go to Hawaii. Do you wanna come?" he asked the red head who was just stuffing his first mouthful of rice. "Em?" he widened his eyes. "Hawaii?" Shiori smiled and nodded. Kurama frowned then smile, he wanted his mother and his step father to have a good time there, alone. Maybe a honey moon or what so ever. "Never mind, you guys go and have fun. I wonât want to spoil your vacation," replied Kurama. Shiori sighed. "Shuu-chan, you wonât spoil our vacation. It would be nice to have you around," said Shiori. Kurama closed his eyes and smiled. "Kaasan, you go and have fun. I need to study harder. Besides, I will be having my exams right after this holiday," Kurama reasoned :⌠and the Reikai Tantei job needs me, and Hiei âŚ: he continued in his head. Shiori smiled. "Sou ka? Okay then," said Shiori resuming to eat her share of dinner. "Anyway, when are you going?" asked Kurama, pausing to take a sip of water. "Tomorrow, itâs going to be for two weeks," said Mr. Hatanaka. :⌠TWO WEEKS? I canât leave here for two weeks! Thank Inari Iâm not going âŚ: Kurama noted mentally. "Ahh⌠have fun then," he told his parents. "So, can you send us to the air-port tomorrow, Shuu-chan?" asked Shiori. "Mochiron," said Kurama. Suddenly the phone rang. "Sumimasen," Kurama excused himself. "Moshi-moshi," he answered the phone. "Ano, Kurama ka?" asked the familiar voice in the phone. "Hai, Kuwabara-kun. Dooshite?" "Ano, Yuusuke told me to ask you if you want to come to Yuusukeâs so called party tomorrow?" "When is it?" "Morning," "Ah, Gomen nasai. I have to send my parents to the air-port. Anyway what party is that?," reasoned Kurama. "I donât know. Oh, so it means you and Hiei wonât come," sighed Kuwabara. "No, only I am sending my parents. Hiei would probably be somewhere around. What about trying to ask him?" suggested Kurama. "Haha! Asking that shrimp to come to a social party? I think heâd rather kiss me instead," then a steady stream of tears come down from Kuwabaraâs eyes, trying to contain his laugh. Imagine Hiei coming to a party without Kurama. "Ano, who knows?" said Kurama. "Haha, I wonât waste time. Well, if you ever see him before tomorrow then you tell him, Bye," with that Kuwabara hung up. "Matte!" exclaimed Kurama, but Kuwabara was already off-line. "Donata desu ka?" asked Shiori. Kurama smiled. "Kuwabara-kun, kaasan. He was asking me about some home-works," lied Kurama. Soon, Kurama excused himself after helping Shiori clean up the table. He changed into his pyjamas and walked over to the window. Opening it, he breathed in the fresh cool night air. Leaving it open, he settled down to start on his homework. Kurama looked up from his homework as he heard something. He went to his opened window to inspect it. :⌠Canât be Hiei. I canât feel his youki âŚ: Kurama scanned the ground near his side. Looking downwards, he saw a figure. Something had rammed his rosebush and practically lying uncomfortably on it. :⌠Ouch, who would have the slightest idea of sleeping on my thorny rose bush? âŚ: he thought and leaped out the window to the figure. The tiny figure was moaning in pain. Kurama sighed and carried it up to his room using the window again. Placing the injured creature on his futon, he went over to his closet to take the first-aid kit. It was a girl and the rose bush was causing more damage than it was originally. Kurama cleaned off the wounds and tried to give some youki to help the wounds heal. After treating the wounds, he saw the tiny figure shiver. :⌠Ah, samui ne? ⌠he went over to the window and closed it, forgotten that Hiei might be coming. After that, he went to resume on his homework. :⌠She needs rest. When she wakes up, Iâll ask her what happen âŚ: Hiei flitted from tree to tree. He stopped at the tree near Kuramaâs room. Thereâs a faint qi. Itâs not Kuramaâs. :⌠Who would visit his fox in the middle of the night like this? âŚ: he wondered. Then he realised the closed window. :⌠Kh, the fox closed the window âŚ: he snorted. Hiei opened the window quietly and sat on the sill with his usual pose. One knee up to his chest and the other dangling over the window. Kurama was too busy to find out the formula that he didnât realise that the koorime had slipped in his room. feeling suddenly cold, he frowned. :⌠I thought that I had closed the window âŚ: he stood and turned. "Hiei!" he exclaimed softly. "Hn," was the only answer. Kurama went excitedly to Hiei, he held his shoulders. "Ano Hiei, my parents will be going to Hawaii tomorrow! Can you stay here with me for two weeks?" asked Kurama, a cheerful bright expression was all over his face. Hiei looked away. Kurama arched his brow in confusion. "Why ask me? Three is a crowd," was the only answer from the fire demon. "Hiei," then Kurama remembered the girl on his futon. Hiei was going to go away when Kurama grabbed his wrist tight enough to not let him to. "Hiei, she is injured in my backyard. I took her to treat her wounds. I donât even know her. Sheâll be gone by tomorrow," Kurama told Hiei. Hiei looked at his best friend. He wriggled his hand off Kuramaâs grip and flitted away. "Hiei, matte!" exclaimed Kurama, but he couldnât even see Hiei's shadow. It was blended too well in the darkness. Suddenly a moan was heard. The girl woke up, probably because of Kurama shouting just now. Kurama turned at her. "Ah, youâre awake," he tried his best to give the girl his best bright smile. "Emm⌠where am I?" she asked, looking at her treated wounds. "Youâre in my room. You landed in my rose bush from nowhere," Kurama told her, pouring a glass of water for her. "Em, doumo," she took the glass of water. "Who were you calling just now?" she asked. Kurama blushed, was he that loud. :⌠Iâm sure I sound pathetic âŚ: a voice told him. Then he blinked. :⌠With Hiei, nothing is pathetic âŚ: another voice protested. Kurama agreed with the second one. "Em, my friend," he told her. The girl nodded. "You can stay in my room. Tomorrow, I have to send my parents to the air-port. Make it like your own home," said Kurama, putting a futon on his floor and switched off the lights. "Oyasuminasai," he uttered and slept. The girl frowned at the odd cute boy who is now sleeping. She shrugged and slept out of tiredness. The next day after sending his parents to the air-port, Kurama thought that the girl would probably be gone. But⌠"Ah, Shuuichi-kun! Okaeri," she greeted Kurama. She was sitting on his desk munching on a sandwich. "Em? Hai, doumo," he uttered, putting his school bag somewhere near his desk. "How you know my name?" asked Kurama. "Itâs all written on your books, Minamino-kun," she answered. Kurama smiled. Suddenly Hiei dropped by at the sill. "Kh," he snorted and turned to leave. Kurama nearly didnât caught him if he wasnât fast enough. "Matte Hiei," Kurama exclaimed. "You lied fox. You said sheâll be gone today, let me go," Hiei said, barely audible. "No, Hiei," with that Kurama pulled him in. He shut the window behind him. "Now, letâs settle this up," noted Kurama. "Ok girl, whatâs your name? I donât even know it," asked Kurama. "Em? Atashi wa Yukiko," said the girl. "Ok, Yukiko, this is Hiei. My best friend, or maybe more than friend. Ok satisfied, Hiei?" asked Kurama. Hiei turned his back on them. "Your speech stinks, Kurama," he complained. Kurama rolled his eyes. "Obviously he doesnât like me," said Yukiko. "Good thing your brain is still working," said Hiei. "Hiei," sighed Kurama. Yukiko raised her brows. "Kurama, your friend stinks! I mean, really stinks! His attitude especially. And heâŚ," Kurama put a finger on his lips, cold sweat was all over his face. A silent plea to Yukiko, asking her to shut up. Hiei looked at her. "And who do you think you are? I bet youâre just a stupid bitch who goes around every guyâs house and fuck the hell out of them," a definitely rude statement thrown to Yukiko by Hiei. "Hiei!" Kurama slapped Hiei hard. "Sheâs my guest! And if you keep acting like this⌠Iâll⌠IâllâŚ," Kurama paused. He hadnât realised that heâd just slapped Hiei, quite hard. Hiei snarled. He turned around and smashed the closed window, making his way through. A few deep lines managed to form as the windowâs broken glass cut his fine smooth skin. :⌠How dare she! How dare Kurama! She was practically humiliating me and what did he do? He slapped me! Kurama no baka! âŚ: Hiei uttered bitterly in his mind. He rushed towards the window to call Hiei back, but obviously that wonât work. "Inari⌠what have I done," sighed Kurama. "Ano, gomen Kurama. I didnât knew⌠Iâm sorry," apologised Yukiko. "No, itâs not your fault. Itâs me," Kurama told her, sitting on his bed. To Be continued ⌠^_^ Wahaha! Another fic from a YYH otaku! Critics and corrections and death threats please! Doumo Arigatou Gozaimasu for reading! * Special thanks to Siew Lee for her inspiration!* Bulma Briefs bulma_v_briefs@hotmail.com