Hair...

 Hiei’s anxious. He walked around the room, thru and fro; making Kurama falling in a bad maze of headache. “Hiei, what’s the matter?” the redhead tried to dig into the problem. If it doesn’t get solved now, it’ll never be.

  Or at least, it’ll make his headache disappear…

  Hiei looked sharply at Kurama. At that rate and look, if it weren’t Kurama; the person or object who obtained that look would be charred half-way to hell.

  That’s how dangerous it looked like…

  Kurama sighed and flapped his hand in gesture for the lithe koorime to come closer. Hiei blinked and walked over to the redhead and sat on his laps as he was guided to. Kurama wrapped his arms around Hiei securely and breathed in his scent through his hair.

  Hiei shifted once to make sure he was comfortable, or so it seemed.

  Kurama smiled and kissed the fire demon’s cheek. “Now tell Kurama-chan what’s wrong,” Kurama cooed the fire demon. Hiei snorted light-heartedly. He just couldn’t stand against that sweet coo of Kurama’s. It’s just too… sweet!

  Hiei looked into Kurama’s eyes. A weird look that made Kurama laugh.

  Hiei frowned and stood up, an unbelievable gleam in his eyes. “I haven’t even told you what was it and you’re already laughing!?” He asked, his tone unceremoniously hurt.

  Kurama blinked. “Oh, poor baby… I wasn’t laughing at your problem. Your eyes, it’s funny to have it so large as that!” He waved his hand and reached out to hold Hiei’s wrist, pulling him gently back into his lap.

  The koorime followed.

  Hiei rested his chin on Kurama’s shoulder and sighed. “Now tell me,” Kurama patted the koorime’s head, hiding a giggle. Hiei closed his eyes and told Kurama.

  “I was bathing this morning…” he started. Kurama nodded. “That’s good… hygiene is very important for us too…” Hiei sweatdropped. “Lemme finish!” He gritted. “Oh!” Kurama paused. “Okay, okay…” he bit back a small chortle of laughter.

   “So, I was using your bubble bath and make bubbles, rubbing it all over my body…” by this time, Kurama was imagining Hiei naked in the bathtub rubbing light bubbles on himself.

  Hiei sweatdropped again at the dreaming fox. “Are you even listening!?” Hiei shouted and nearly broke a hole through Kurama’s eardrum. The poor redhead winced. “Er, yeah… I am… you’re bathing using my bubble bath and…” Kurama smiled, still keeping his abnormally edgy koorime against his shoulder.

  “I found out that I have hair on my…” Hiei wasn’t able to finish that sentence when Kurama interrupted. “Oh, of course you have pubic hair Hiei; that’s normal! Be proud of it, it means you’re now a full grown youkai!” Kurama chirped to the koorime.

  Hiei had a really humungus sweatdrop falling off his temples.

  “I’M NOT TALKING ABOUT STUPID HAIR THAT GROWS AROUND MY FUCKING DICK! I KNEW ABOUT THAT AS WELL!” Hiei heaved impatiently. Kurama gulped and blinked. “Then what was it about?” he asked.

  Hiei lifted up his arms and choked into tears. “I have armpit hair…” he burst into rains. Kurama peered nearer and saw teeny-weeny little fine hair growing on a specific spot on his underarm.

  Kurama pulled the koorime close and patted him on the back. One, to sooth him. Two, to prevent Shiori from thinking why was there a small kid crying in his room.

  “Oh, poor baby…” Kurama soothed the koorime. “What am I to do? It’s disgusting!” Hiei whined, blurred by Kurama’s sick pink school uniform.

  “Well… we can try to pull it off,” Kurama tried to cheer the koorime. “That’ll hurt and take forever!” Hiei cried. “We can try to shave it?” Kurama suggested again. “That’ll make the hair grow thicker and yuckier and more disgusting!!” Hiei cried louder.

  Yeowch… if this goes on, the neighbors might just come and think that he’s kidnapping some whiny kid.

  With that scary thought in his mind, the brains worked 3 times harder and found a solution.

  He rummaged through his hair and took out a handful oh small seeds. Hiei sweatdropped. How did you managed to stuff all those seeds into your hair?” Hiei asked, eyes merely unamused at Kurama’s magic show. “It’s like a 4 dimensional pocket hehe,” Kurama laughed thus creating more sweatdrops on Hiei’s head.

  Kurama grinned and went to the toilet. He crushed the seeds and make oil come out of them. “Hiei!” He called. The koorime came into the bathroom, puzzled.

  “Raise your arms!” Kurama grinned goofily. Hiei was literally annoyed but followed Kurama’s playful order.

  He put the oil on Hiei’s armpit and rubbed it gently. Then he smiled. “There… all gone!” Kurama smiled satisfactorily.

  Hiei inspected his armpits; left and right. “HAHA!!! They’re gone!” He beamed. Kurama nodded.

  Once again, our Kurama saves the day!
 

Owarimashita…
 

 Okay, I’m sitting here 5 o’clock in the morning waiting for my work to be printed out… slowly. I just wrote this out of plain boredom. Don’t kill me! NO, HIEI!!!

Hiei : You planning on a parody?
Koorime Yukina : Umm... no...
Hiei : Don't lie... anyway you suck *smirks and walks away*
Koorime Yukina : You're so mean!! *cries*