Standard disclaimers apply. Yoshihiro Togashi-sama own all of these wonderful 
creatures. I only get to have fun with it and share with you guys. 

Yaoi is in this piece as the same as all of my other ones. God, I’m 
getting addicted in this! Tasukete! 

A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs

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					48 hours 


	Kurama opened his eyes. That battle yesterday was really taking 
him badly. He felt so tired. A thought of not going to school passed his 
little mind, but he shook it off. 

He raised his arm to see the wound. Smiling, he secretly admired 
how his youko form healed so perfectly. Without even leaving a scar. 
Kurama blinked. :… Wait a minute… youko form? …: he straightened himself 
and gasped. He was attired in his simple white youko clothing, through 
out the night.  

	Frowning, he wondered. How could he still be in this form? 
Usually, it only lasted for mostly half an hour in his human state. But, 
he was sure he was in youko form the whole night. Felt ‘tall’ and very 
comfortable.

	:… Seems like I really can’t go to school now and I hope kaasan 
would not just come and greet me good morning or what …: Inari wasn’t 
quite in a good mood that day. "Shuu-chan, are you up?" asked Shiori’s 
sweet voice from out of Shuuichi’s room. Kurama widened his eyes.      

:… Inari …: he sighed, sticking his pink tongue out. "Yeah kaasan, 
but I don’t…," Kurama paused his words as he heard himself sounding an 
octave lower than his usual Shuuichi voice.

Shiori blinked confusedly. That doesn’t sound like her Shuuichi. 
"Shuuichi? Are you alright? You sound… different," commented Shiori. 
Kurama spanked his forehead. :… Kuso …: he cursed. His youko form still 
swears when he felt like it, and Kurama may as well take the advantage 
of doing so.

"I had eaten something yesterday kaasan, and it effected my 
voice," lied Kurama. "Oh… do you feel well enough to go to school, 
then?" she asked, worried. "Can I skip one day? I don’t feel well. I 
just wanted to sleep," he replied, hoping that his mother would just 
leave him alone. 

Shiori sighed. Her son was never in a bad temper even when he’s 
sick. And she knew better than to just worry to much. Shuuichi is a big 
boy now. But she can’t help it. "Ok then Shuuichi, I’ll call the school 
and tell them. I’ll be going to work now. You have my number right? Call 
me if you need me," she said, waiting for a second longer before going 
out the door to work. 

Kurama slumped himself on the bed. What did actually happen 
yesterday? he remembered being fired, but Hiei saved his butt as always. 
Although the purple fire still hurt his arm, he knew that it was 
nothing. Or was it?? 

Yuusuke had killed it off with a very powerful Rei gun. The next 
thing he knew, he felt sleepy. He could still hear them talking after 
that though. 

Kurama’s flashback…

"Kurama’s hurt badly!" I can hear Kuwabara shouting. :… badly 
hurt? I just got a shot from it on my arm! How could I possibly be badly 
hurt? …: "Take him to Genkai’s temple," Now I could hear Yuusuke voicing 
his suggestion. "No," Hiei protested. "Hiei, it’s going to kill Kurama 
if we don’t!" Yuusuke snapped back.

:… Lost an arm maybe, but get killed? This is getting ridiculous! 
I wanna get up! …: snorted Kurama mentally. "That shot wasn’t suppose to 
injure him that much. That youkai liked Kurama too much to just kill 
him. It’ll be alright," Hiei insisted. I was puzzled, why did Hiei acted 
like that? I could hear Kuwabara cursing Hiei. But I know that I’m 
already far away in the arms of the one I trusted. Then I don’t remember 
anything until I woke up this morning… 

End of flashback…    

	He got up. :… I have to ask Yuusuke what’s happening. Maybe he’ll 
have the answer …: Kurama decided. He walked over to the bathroom and 
stripped. He winced, his youko form was… beautiful. He’s practically a 
foot taller than Shuuichi Minamino. His long silver hair shimmered 
against the bathroom light. 

He gave himself a satisfying smile. Females, males and god knows 
what of every species from the three worlds fell instantly in love with 
Youko Kurama. But then, Youko Kurama frowned. :… Wonder if Hiei likes 
this form of me? …: he asked himself a question. He continued to frown. 
Hiei had never came close to him when he was in this form. Maybe he 
looked disgusting to Hiei in this form. He shock those thoughts away and 
concentrated in the matter at hand. 

After taking a quick morning bath, he went to his closet. Most of 
the things he had, was in Shuuichi Minamino’s size and smaller. He tried 
most of the trousers and it all ended hanging on his legs. He cursed 
bitterly. :… Feels like wearing a 3 year old boy’s pants …: he snorted, 
then paused. :… This youko form of me, sure is very rude. More like 
Hiei. I like this …: He flattered himself, at least something that’s his 
was similar to Hiei. 

At last, he settled in a pair of bermuda pants and a T-shirt. He 
wanted to go to Yuusuke’s school without getting too much attention. 

He looked into the mirror and snickered. :… Now, what to do with 
my furry ears? …: he asked himself. 

He glanced around the room and found a baseball cap. :… Good, this 
should do the trick! …: he smiled and fitted the cap on his head. Kurama 
blinked at himself. :… Where did I get this cap? I thought I never had  
one …: He sighed and blinked again. Satisfied with the way he looked, he 
turned around. Still, those silver hair would attract more attention 
than needed. But who cares. 

He got into a pair of shoes and jumped out the window. His youko 
self inside was swearing like mad for having to walk around, attired in 
those. He told the voice to shut up and frowned as he felt what Hiei 
always felt when he forced him to wear those fancy coloured clothing. 

Sara Yashiki High wasn’t that far. A ten minutes walk and he’s 
there. He walked in, finding desperately for Yuusuke’s class. But as he 
was trying desperately to hide himself by looking at the floor walking,  
he bumped into Keiko Yukimura. At first, she didn’t realised it was 
Kurama, but then she saw those silvery strands of hair and gasped.

Her friends grabbed her arms frighteningly as Kurama looked up to 
them with his golden clear eyes. "Kurama-san?" asked Keiko. :… Ok, now I 
blew off my undercover! …: he snorted inwardly. He nodded. "Where’s 
Yuusuke?" he asked in his low deep voice. "Inside, I and my friend was 
just going to the bathroom," she said and waved goodbye at Kurama. He 
could feel the sweatdrops on his forehead now. :… Okay, now you’re 
telling me you’re going to pee… why should I care? …: Kurama shook his 
head disgustedly.

"Keiko! Who’s that?" asked Keiko's friend. "Sore wa Kurama-san da 
yo," she answered. "Kare wa kawaii jan, and his hair is so cool!" said 
her friend. Keiko sighed and pulled her towards the bathroom.

A knock was heard. The sensei stopped reading the history in his 
hand. Yuusuke sighed, relieved. :… Who the hell that is, deserve to have 
a prize for breaking up the boring lesson …: he noted mentally, thanking 
the one who was knocking. He peeped behind his opened book. The sensei 
looked at the door as it slid open. A tall slender guy with long silver 
hair walked in. 

The girls practically dropped off their seats. Most were sighing, 
eyes immediately turned into the shape of hearts. Yuusuke too almost 
went out of his seat. :… Kurama? What the hell he’s doing here? In that 
form, especially? …: Kurama muttered something softly to the sensei and 
the sensei nodded, pointing at Yuusuke. 

"Urameshi, he wants to see you. Outside, don’t interrupt my 
class," said the sensei and Yuusuke followed Kurama out. "And Urameshi?" 
the teacher called. Yuusuke turned. "Please do come back," he uttered. 
Yuusuke grinned and shrugged. 

"Kurama, you’re a life saver!" thanked Yuusuke. "Well, then you do 
something in return," said the tall youko. "Anything, anything," said 
Yuusuke, glad that he was finally out of that stuffy old class. 

Before Kurama could open his mouth, Yuusuke got him first. "Why 
are you here in this form?" asked Yuusuke, picking up strands of the 
silver hair. Examining it. Kurama flipped his hands off. "That’s the 
problem," said Kurama. "I woke up this morning… just to find out I look 
like this," he said pointing at himself. "Could it be the side effects 
of the battle yesterday?" asked Yuusuke. 

"It can’t be, I just got fired on my arm. And it’s healed!" said 
Kurama, showing Yuusuke his flawless skin. With no signs of scars that 
is. Yuusuke frowned. "I told Hiei to bring you to Genkai’s. But he was 
too stubborn and flew off with you," said Yuusuke. Kurama thought the 
phrase ‘he was too stubborn and flew off with you’ was romantic and 
sighed. 

Yuusuke looked at the silver haired youko. "Oi, you listening?"
asked Yuusuke, knocking Kurama’s forehead. Kurama nodded. "Yesterday, 
you looked like you were blown into bits," he uttered silently. Kurama 
wrinkled his nose. "Did I?" he asked. Yuusuke nodded.

Suddenly, there was a big orange haired guy running bulkily off 
the stairs, Heading up to the roof. He saw Yuusuke and grabbed his hand 
happily. "Come Yuusuke! Let’s go to the roof!" he said. Yuusuke managed 
to grab Kurama too as they practically fly to the roof.

Kuwabara breathed heavily. Then, his eyes widened. "Youko Kurama? 
Nani o shi ni kimashita ka???" he asked, wondering what the hell did the 
youko came to their school for. Kurama sighed. "I need to find Yuusuke 
and repair myself," he replied. 

"Well, I like you better in this form, you look more… classic," 
said Kuwabara. 

Kurama smiled sarcastically. :… Getting a compliment from you 
wasn’t what I was hoping too much for, doumo anyway …: he said mentally.
"I wish Hiei thinks the same," said Kurama softly, barely audible. "What 
was it, Kurama?" asked Kuwabara. Kurama shook his head. "Nothing," he 
said.     
	
	"Where were we… ah, but I didn’t felt any pain or anything," said
Kurama. Yuusuke used his oxidised brain. "Well, that youkai yesterday 
liked beautiful things. And Kuwabara did say that you look better this 
way. Was it the purple fire he shot yesterday was suppose to return you 
in this form?" suggested Yuusuke. Kurama widened his eyes. 

	"No! I still have a life in Ningenkai. And… kaasan might shock 
herself to death upon seeing me. Let alone me, explaining to her," said 
Kurama. 

	"Are you sure you didn’t feel any pain yesterday?" asked Yuusuke. 
Kurama nodded. "It only felt like a scratch," said Kurama. "Saa… but you 
looked like you had been blasted directly," said Kuwabara. "No, 
fortunately, Hiei saved my butt," said Kurama.

	"Hiei? He didn’t even let us send you to Genkai’s temple and 
practically flitted away with you! That stupid shrimp!" snapped 
Kuwabara, swinging his fist wildly in the air. 

	"Matte… Hiei might have an answer," said Yuusuke. Both of them 
looked at the brown haired boy. "Well, he was surprisingly calm. He said 
you would be alright," said Yuusuke. Kuwabara narrowed his eyes.

	"Find him then," said Kuwabara. "That’s the hardest part," sighed 
Yuusuke and Kurama together. "Kurama, can’t you just do anything? So 
that Hiei comes?" asked Yuusuke. Kurama shrugged. "Can’t think of 
anything," he said. 

	"What about using the whistle?" suggested Kuwabara. Yuusuke and 
Kurama both glared at Kuwabara. "Do you really want us to go deaf?" 
asked Yuusuke. "Oh, I forgot!" said Kuwabara and laughed. 

	"Hiei is probably somewhere in Makai. Makes it more impossible to 
track him," said Kurama, taking off his cap. Fanning his hot body.  
Yuusuke and Kuwabara nodded and chuckled at Kurama’s twitching ears. 

	Kurama snorted. "I know my ears look funny," he said, a hurt tone 
was heard. "No Kurama, it’s so… cute," said Kuwabara and Yuusuke, then 
they cracked up.

	"Can we push our powers to the limits together? It might attract 
his attention," suggested Kurama. Yuusuke and Kuwabara shrugged. "We can 
try, but I’m still tired because of yesterday. I don’t know if I’m 
powerful enough," said Yuusuke and started to roll his hand into a fist. 
Kuwabara followed suit and then Kurama.

	Hiei felt an unusual raise of qi. He was sitting behind some trees 
watching Yukina in the Genkai’s garden. :… Youko Kurama’s youki! …: he 
realised and flitted instantly to that direction, not even realising the 
other two’s qi. 

	:… I hope Hiei sees us …: wished Yuusuke because he nearly ran out 
of reiki. Hiei saw them alright. He landed right on top of Kuwabara and 
Kuwabara crashed to the ground, kissing concrete. Hiei snorted. "I 
thought you dopes were in some kind of trouble," he snapped. Stepping on 
Kuwabara’s head before straightening up beside Youko Kurama. "Get off of 
me, you little son of a bitch! And you call us a dope!" Kuwabara 
snapped. "Kurama do something," he continued. 

	Kurama looked at Hiei and secretly gave him a wink. Hiei looked 
away from the beautiful youko. But Kurama swore that he saw the koorime 
blushing. "I will Kuwabara, but later," said the youko with a hint of 
double tone in the youko’s voice. 

	"What do you jerks want?" Hiei asked. Youko Kurama side closer to 
Hiei and grabbed his round ass. Hiei shot the tall youko a glare. "Don’t 
call us jerks or dopes anymore… onegai," he told the youkai, slightly 
smiling that sly foxy grin. Kuwabara and Yuusuke looked at each other. 
:… What did Kurama do? Did you see it? …: Kuwabara asked Yuusuke 
mentally. Yuusuke shook his head.

	"Oi shrimp, we wanted to ask you why is Kurama trapped in this 
form?" asked Kuwabara. Hiei looked at the tall beautiful youko again. 
"That youkai yesterday. I knew him. He liked beautiful things and 
must’ve known Kurama looked better in this shape. He shot him with his 
purple fire. Looks disastrous, but it was nothing. The wounds healed 
fast and he turned back into his youko form. He thought he could have 
fun with Kurama later but you killed him," explained Hiei, plain n 
simple.

	Kurama wrinkled his nose. Imagining himself with that yucky 
looking youkai would be his worst experience as a youko. But he too, 
flatter himself as Hiei said he looked better in this form. 

	Suddenly he realised something. He crouched and grabbed both of 
Hiei's arms. "Would I be like this forever?" he asked the startled 
koorime. Hiei shook his head. "It would only be for 48 hours," he said. 
Kurama sighed in relieve and landed his head on Hiei, accidentally 
landing in on Hiei's rod. And it wasn’t entirely flaccid either. Kurama 
felt his own rise as the closeness between was realised by his youko 
self. 

	Quite ashamed of himself, Kurama instantly stood up. He cleared 
his throat. "Then, it wouldn’t be a problem then. I just have to hide 
from Shiori for two days," said Kurama. "Where are you going then?" 
asked Yuusuke.

	Kurama smiled flashily. "Makai of course," :… to be with Hiei …: 
he continued mentally. Hiei smiled silently himself too. "Good idea," 
agreed Kuwabara and Yuusuke. "All left is to phone kaasan," said Kurama, 
putting back his cap on his head. 

	"We should get back to class Yuusuke," said Kuwabara. Suddenly 
there were three guys who came up to the roof top. "Kuwabara! You didn’t 
get caught!" shouted Kirishima. Kuwabara laughed. "Me, the great Kazuma 
Kuwabara would not be caught by any stupid teacher. Ha… Ha… Ha…," 
boasted Kuwabara. 

"Come, let’s have some fun in the park then," suggested Ohkuba and 
Sawamura. Kuwabara nodded instantly. "I thought you were going back to 
class?" asked Yuusuke. Kuwabara put a hand on his shoulder and whispered 
something. Yuusuke looked up with a bright smile. "Let’s go then!" he 
exclaimed and ran down the stairs with Kuwabara, Kirishima, Ohkuba and 
Sawamura, leaving the two alone. "Hiei, wait for me at Genkai’s temple 
ok? I’ll come as soon as I phone kaasan," said Kurama, bending down to 
kiss that little koorime me on his Jagan. 

	"Did I say I was going with you?" asked Hiei. Kurama turned and 
looked at Hiei with those golden eyes. Hiei could see them spell  the 
word ‘h-u-r-t’. He nearly laughed. "Oh, you don’t want to go back to 
Makai?" Kurama asked the koorime. Hiei shifted uncomfortably.

	"I’ll wait for you at the Genkai’s temple," with that, he 
disappeared himself. Kurama smiled and went to phone his mother.

	"Hello, kaasan?" asked Kurama.
	
	"Ah… Shuu-chan, your voice is getting worse!" exclaimed the
anxious Shiori. Actually, Kurama did try his best to sound normal. But 
it turned out that he sounded like a squashed frog. 

	"I won’t be back until tomorrow kaasan. I need to stay over at a 
friends house to finish our project," said Kurama. "Are you sure you 
could do it?" asked Shiori. "We’re just doing home work kaasan. It’s not 
like we’re going to sing," joked Kurama. 

	Shiori sighed. "Alright then, but take care!" said Shiori before 
Kurama put down the phone.

	"Who’s that?" asked Kirishima. Yuusuke frowned. "Who’s who?" he
asked the boy. "Ano… that guy with silver hair," said Kirishima. Yuusuke 
and Kuwabara both gulped. "Em… that tall guy was Shuuichi’s cousin. You 
know him, right? And the shorter one was his boyfriend," said Kuwabara. 

"His boyfriend? I thought he was Shuuichi’s," wondered Kirishima. 
"Yes, I told you it’s Shuuichi’s boyfriend," said Kuwabara. Kirishima 
nodded.

	Kurama rushed to Genkai’s temple. He felt uncomfortable in these 
clothes that he changed back into his white ones. He saw Hiei talking to 
Yukina uncomfortably with a cup of tea in his hands. He smirked and went 
to them. "Ah, Kurama-san! Genki?" greeted Yukina cheerfully. 

	"Genki da yo, Yukina-chan ga… gomen nasai. Love to talk to you, 
but have to go," with that, he put down Hiei's cup and they went to 
Makai through the gate in Genkai’s temple. 

"You should tell her that you’re her brother," said Kurama. Hiei 
snorted. "None of your business, kitsune," snapped Hiei.

	They landed on Makai ground. It was secluded by trees of all 
kinds. :… Nice place to land …: thought Kurama. He looked at Hiei and 
pushed him to the ground. "I told you… never… ever be rude," said 
Kurama. Hiei looked into the golden sparkling eyes and felt like 
fainting. :… This youko Kurama is more violent than Shuuichi Kurama …: 
Hiei made a mental note.   

	"I be rude whenever I like, Kitsune no baka," Hiei provoked this 
new form of Kurama. He had never been so close to Kurama in this form. 
He would want to feel what it’s like. Kurama landed gracefully on top of 
Hiei and their nose nearly touched. "Are you just being stubborn… or are 
you really like this?" asked the youko, grabbing Hiei's friend 
underneath. 

	Hiei wanted to open his mouth to retort. But, as Kurama spied 
Hiei's parting lips, he kissed that delicious youkai passionately. Hiei 
returned the kiss. The skill was the same as the red headed Shuuichi 
Minamino. 

	But this youko form was even more sensual. They parted the kiss 
and Kurama looked at his precious treasure. He put a hand under Hiei's 
head. The other one came back up from torturing Hiei's friend and went 
to comb his hair. Hiei was nervous. He stiffened himself. 

	"Ok, honestly Hiei… do I really look disgusting to you in this 
form?" asked Kurama, giving up. "No… you look just fine," Hiei uttered 
slowly. "And then… why are you so stiff?" asked Kurama, his hand in 
Hiei's hair went down to pull Hiei's pants down.

	Hiei's hand went to wrap round those slender waist and he managed 
to pull the cloth that was tying around his waist. It dropped and 
Kurama’s clothes went loose. He looked at the beautiful youko. Indulging 
himself as much as he could to this beautiful creature. His hand 
flickered at his clothes and it fell to the ground, leaving a totally 
naked, sexy youko behind. 

	Hiei startled as Kurama’s warm hand wrapped around his throbbing 
length. He looked up and saw Kurama, closing his eyes. Lips tightly shut 
and was humming something. :… Kurama’s singing …: thought Hiei. But sing 
wasn’t really the word. Youko Kurama was resisting himself from getting 
too excited with a sexy youkai trapped in his arms.

	Hiei suddenly felt that he was in 7th heaven, he bit his lips. 
Kurama looked at his treasure. Hiei's throbbing rod was pulsing under 
his hot palm. "Not yet… not yet botchan…," he snickered evilly.

	Just as Hiei was about to let go, Kurama left Hiei without 
anything but air. Hiei got irritated and snarled at Kurama. "Shimatta," 
he cursed. Youko Kurama just smiled and shoved his slender middle finger 
into Hiei's little hot mouth.

	Hiei was still angry at Kurama for not letting him come. He bit 
that finger, hard. Kurama felt pain and quickly pulled out his finger. 
His finger was cut by Hiei's sharp teeth. 

	Kurama looked at his finger and frowned, he watched as blood oozed 
out and dripped off his finger. He smirked and raised his other hand to 
find a seed in his hair. He came out with a seed and squashed it in his 
hand. Some oil came out of it and Kurama tested it by rubbing his two 
fingers together.

	As he looked satisfied, he squeezed the remaining oil around his 
injured finger and caused more blood to ooze out. Hiei looked oddly at 
the youko. Not knowing what he had in his mind as Youko Kurama’s head 
wasn’t as opened as Shuuichi Minamino’s.

	Kurama slid his injured finger in Hiei's little puckered hole Hiei 
closed his eyes, expecting to feel pain. But… It felt surprisingly 
smooth and slick. Lubricated would be the choice word. It has a very 
nice feeling and it didn’t even hurt. 

	Hiei opened his eyes. Kurama was still twirling his finger around 
Hiei's rod. He felt like he was going to come again and that was when 
Kurama stopped again and he pulled away both his hand and his finger.

	Hiei sighed. "Come on, youko…," he sighed. Kurama grinned and 
inserted his rod into Hiei's bloody hole. His hole seemed to be blood 
stained and it looks like his own hole was bleeding. Very unusual sight.

	Kurama slid in and out slowly at first, catching a rhythm. His 
hands went over to Hiei's aching meat and caressed it slowly. But it 
became in rhythm with his jerking and within a few moments, Kurama and 
Hiei went shooting their seed together. :… Good timing …: thought 
Kurama.

	Kurama’s seed filled Hiei and got mingled with the blood. Hiei's 
own seed went splashing on Kurama’s face and got puddle up on Hiei's 
stomach. Kurama licked a trace of Hiei's sticky seed and slumped down 
next to him, so that he was half covering the koorime. 

	Kurama kind of washed his injured finger in the puddle of Hiei's 
semen and the puddle had an eerie colour of pink. :… Hell, this youko 
have crazy ideas to have sex …: thought Hiei. He began licking the idea 
and took Kurama’s still bleeding finger which has Hiei's own seed and 
licked it. Made it clean, free of blood.

	"How did you manage to bleed so long? I thought Youkos are suppose 
to have quick healing abilities," wondered Hiei. "The seed Hiei. It 
slows the healing process and let the blood drip freely," Kurama told 
Hiei as he got busy with licking Hiei's ears. Hiei was silent. He youko 
should’ve fainted by now. The amount of blood lost was a lot.

	He frowned at the youko, Kurama was still rubbing his hips lightly 
against Hiei's. Hiei straightened up and looked at the youko. His skin 
was pale, paler than it used to be. 

	"Kh! Kitsune no baka. You’re having blood loss you know?" snorted 
Hiei. Kurama laughed and shook his head. "Blood could be replace, but 
not you… koibito," he uttered softly.  

	Hiei didn’t want to admit it. But he was touched. Kurama was 
telling him something very nice. No one else in the three worlds had 
ever said anything close to that. 

	Kurama stood up. A very beautiful sight that was only dreamt by 
other creatures now was standing right in front of Hiei. :… Consider 
yourself lucky, you son of a bitch. The most beautiful thing in the 
three worlds is in love with you… Cheer! Shout! …: snorted a voice in 
him. Hiei told it to shut up and went over to the tall youkai. 

	He could only reach his waist as he was tall, really tall. He 
hugged him possessively. "Ai shiterun da yo," uttered Hiei softly to 
Kurama’s back. Kurama smiled, he turned around and lowered himself. 

	"Sou ka?" he asked teasingly. Hiei rolled his eyes and felt like 
kicking this very youko to 7th hell. As he was drowned in that thought, 
a pair of hands suddenly cupped his face. 

	"Saa… onaji… ai shiteru…," he whispered into Hiei's ears, causing 
it to tickle slightly by Kurama’s breath. Kurama got dressed and 
snickered. "Onaka ga sukimashita," he rubbed his flat tummy. His voice 
was seductively sexy. Hiei gritted his teeth. 

	He pulled Kurama’s wrist and gestured towards the other side of 
the forest. There seemed to be something moving. Kurama smiled and poked 
Hiei's shoulder. He pointed at Hiei's body.

	"Before considering to catch whatever thingy that is, I suggest 
you get dressed first," he held up Hiei's wet and sticky clothes to him. 
"Baka," Hiei snorted. "What’s wrong of being naked?" he asked. Kurama 
shrugged. "I know I won’t. I don’t want risking any naughty little 
youkai looking at me while I catch that yummy food," said Youko Kurama 
and threw a seed at Hiei.

	It blasted into a thick cloud of smoke and when Hiei choked his 
way out of it, he was totally attired in his usual black pants complete 
with 2 belts. :… Sugoi …: he uttered mentally. :… Youko Kurama likes me 
dressed in public. Well, Shuuichi Kurama does that too. or he’ll just 
kick my butt and act as if he didn’t know me …: thought Hiei.

	"Stupid ass," Hiei snorted and disappeared into the forest to go 
after whatever it was just now. Kurama just sits back and produced a 
comb from a tree root, combing his sticky hair. 

	Two ‘tiring’ days flew by…

	While sleeping in Hiei's warm arms, Kurama had changed back into 
ningen form. Hiei startled awake. There was something nearby. It very 
near, too near. Felt familiar but too hazed by sleep to recognise who 
was it. Hiei looked at Kurama, still sleeping. And had turned back into 
normal Shuuichi Kurama form. 

Suddenly he heard funny noises. Sounds like something was about to 
laugh itself out. He shot his glance upwards and saw Yuusuke and Kuwabara 
trying hard not to laugh at Hiei, who was entangled in Kurama’s 
limbs. 

Not to say they were less decent than a guy in boxers. But still, 
Hiei and Kurama under a big pile of rose petals? If funny wasn’t the 
word, what was?

Hiei went red and turned to Kurama. A pair of hazy green emerald 
eyes looked at him. "Ohayo ne," he mumbled. Hiei was still considering 
about jumping to his feet or stay down in the petals. He might not have
anything on, and this is all… "All your fault! Kitsune no baka!" he 
snapped.

Kurama blinked. "Nani?" he asked the koorime but suddenly realised 
that someone else was looking at them. Kurama need not to look to know 
who was it and he dug for a seed in his morning red hair and came out 
with a seed. He threw it over them and a thick cloud of smoke appeared.

When Yuusuke and Kuwabara finally got over with the thick smoke, 
they were faced with two angry youkais. "What are you two doing sneaking 
over us, early in the morning?" asked Kurama, dusting himself. Who’s 
already fully dressed.

 Yuusuke smiled. "We’d thought you’ll get in trouble in Makai. 
Just came to visit though, it’s been a long time since Me and Kuwabara 
had a visit here," said Yuusuke, giving the youkais stupid reasons.

"Baka, you just came here two days ago," snorted Hiei. "Ano… 
what’s this sticky thing?" asked Kuwabara as he picked up something that 
looked like Hiei's head band, soaked wet in…

Kurama stopped Kuwabara before he could smell it. "Yamatte!" 
exclaimed Kurama and took the ward away from Kuwabara, tucking it neatly 
in his pocket. Kuwabara frowned and shrugged. Anything belonged to 
Kurama would be dangerous to meddle with without permission.

Kurama, Yuusuke and Kuwabara stopped at the Makai gate. "Doumo for 
the… umm… food, Hiei," uttered Kurama, the sparkle in his eyes told Hiei 
that he meant to thank him for something else. Hiei nodded once. Kurama 
smiled and turned. 

"Mata na, Hiei…," and Kurama disappeared into Ningenkai. Hiei 
sighed. Actually, he was terrified of Youko Kurama at first. But 
spending two meaningful days with it, made him realise that how caring 
and gentle the youko was. And at the same time, he could be mean and 
rude. Just like him, Hiei thought. 

He walked over to Mukuro’s palace to see if he could have a good 
fight after draining so much energy. But first, have to find food… :… 
Food… food …:


Owari… ^_^ 

Okay, another piece of crap. Actually didn’t mean to make this a graphic 
stuff. Just that I got my finger cut with a knife in the middle of 
typing this and wondered if it would be nice to write something about 
it. Haha… Comments and Death threats are welcomed!

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