Standard disclaimers apply. Thanks to Yoshihiro Togashi for coming up 
with these magnificent characters. None of these are mine, not the 
characters obviously. Don’t 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… 
			
First, please do correct any mistakes for me… ^.~
Second, please to correct my Japanese… I’m not that good in it… ha… ha…
arigatou to Siew Lee-san for her advice and comments…
Last but not least, thanks for reading this! Doumo Arigatou Gozaimasu!

My first fic! Please be nice! ^_^ 

A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs

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                             ‘Ice-cream Treat’


	School bells were heard, school time is over. Kurama packed 
his bag. Everyone had already left the class. He looked around. :…Why
would they run off so fast? …: He thought as he picked up a few books.
 
	He was planning on a quiet afternoon alone, maybe with Hiei if
he would drop by. :…That little youkai, always hiding himself…: thought 
Kurama with a little smile. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket. 
It was a piece of poem he had written for Hiei in literature class 
earlier. He was sure that Hiei won’t understand it. But he felt good 
writing it for him. He opened it and smiled. :…Boku no koibito… 
ai shiteru…: he said silently in his heart, clutching the piece of 
paper close to his heart.

	Carefully folding the piece of paper back into his pocket, he 
stepped down the fleet of stairs. As usual, girls tend to fly around 
him, greeting him, trying to get his attention, showering him with 
gifts, shrieking, whispering at each other, fainting as he passed by. 
He could understand them. :…They know me as Shuuichi Minamino, the 
guy who has good looks, the best in academic, polite, gentle, 
soft-spoken but what they didn’t know is, inside this very body… the 
youko that inhabits it deepest soul, the youko, the thief, the…:  
Kurama was jerked out of his thoughts as a girl accidentally bumped 
into him, his books fell all over the floor. 

	He had seen her in class earlier, she was a new girl. She had
shifted from somewhere following her parents or something like that. 
He was too indulge in writing that poem for Hiei than to notice any 
other things. 

	"Gomen nasai," exclaimed the girl, lowering herself to help 
Kurama pick up his books, accompanied by non-stop apologising words. 
"Emm… doozo shinpai-shinaide," said Kurama, picking up some of the 
books himself. Both straightened up and the girl gave back the books 
to Kurama. "I am very sorry," she uttered one last time. Kurama flashed 
her a soft smile. "Arigatou, for helping me pick up my books," he said 
politely. "It’s my mistake," said the girl. 

	"I had seen you in class before, anata no namae wa nani desu 
ka?" asked the girl, quite politely. "Watakushi wa Shuuichi Minamino 
desu," answered Kurama politely. "Oh…," the girl looked down for a 
second. "Watashi wa Mai Ichigami," said the girl. Kurama nodded. 
"Gomen ne, I have to go. Sore dewa mata ashita," said Kurama and 
turned off, looking forwards on a nice peaceful afternoon. 

	"Chotto matte kudasai," the girl’s voice called. Kurama turned
and gave her a smile. "Nani?" he asked. "Well, would you like to come 
and have ice-cream with me this afternoon…?" Kurama thought for a 
while. "… in apology for what I just did, doozo," she added when she 
saw that Kurama wasn’t really that interested in her offer. Kurama 
had always been soft at heart, so he was afraid that the girl would 
be hurt if he didn’t go. :…It is just for ice-cream…: he reminded 
himself. 

         He smiled softly. "Yoshi, why not?" he answered. Mai nearly 
leaped her heart out. "Sugoi, ice-cream parlour, yon-ji desu," said 
the girl. Kurama nodded. "Em Mai-san, I had invited my friend over. 
Can he come too?" asked Kurama, thinking that he could drag Hiei to 
come along with him. "Orai," answered Mai. 

         "I’m home!" exclaimed Kurama as he reached home. Shiori came 
out of the kitchen. "Gomen ne, musuko. Lunch would be a little late 
today. Can you wait a while longer?" asked Shiori. "Of course, 
okaasan. Can I be any help to you in the kitchen?" asked Kurama, 
heading towards the kitchen. "No, no, you’re tired. Go and have a 
rest first. I’ll take care of the kitchen," said Shiori, pushing him 
out of the kitchen. Kurama smiled and obeyed, he took his bag and 
went up to his room.

         He opened the door and realised the window was opened. He 
smiled to himself as he could sense the little youkai’s youki 
somewhere in the room. He could also hear the shower running in the 
bathroom. He closed the door and locked it. "Hiei…?" he called out 
softly as he put down his bag and books on the desk. Hiei came out of
the bathroom with shampoo lather all over his hair. "Konnichiwa… 
kitsune," he said. Kurama smiled and shook his head, pushing him back 
into the bathroom.

         Shutting the door behind him, he helped the little youkai 
to wash his hair. "Since when did you learn to use my shampoo?" asked
Kurama, lathering Hiei’s hair with his slender fingers. "I wanted my 
hair to smell like yours," answered Hiei short, adding a ‘hn’ sound 
after it. Kurama smiled again and pushed Hiei into the shower to wash
away the lather. He pulled his hand quickly from the shower as it was
as hot as boiling water. "Hiei! what have you done to the water? it’s 
hot!" exclaimed Kurama. 

          Hiei looked at him with a ‘don’t-be-dumb’ look. "I can’t 
stand cold water, so I have to boil the water first… baka," he said 
showing his red right arm. Kurama took Hiei’s reddened arm and shook 
his head. Trying to bear the heat, Kurama washed away the shampoo 
lather from Hiei’s stiff unruly black hair.  

          After a few minutes, Hiei was back in his usual clothes. 
His hair was still wet. Kurama took off his school uniform leaving 
him only in his pants. He had enough of sweating already. It felt 
like sauna in there just now. He shoved his hands into his pocket 
and took out a piece of paper. 

          "For you," he said, giving it to Hiei. Hiei narrowed his 
eyes. "Kono wa nan desu ka?" he asked, unfolding it. "Just read it," 
said Kurama, settling down beside Hiei. He laid down and pulled Hiei, 
so that his head laid on his chest. Hiei’s frowned got deeper. "I 
don’t understand it, this thing says here about something that has 
got to do with ice, and this line over here says that the ice blazed 
fire as hot as the sun… shooting hearts? Ruby eyes? Cold yet so hot? 
Wakaranai Kurama," said Hiei, still staring at the piece of paper. 

          "Baka, it’s you," answered Kurama, running his hands on 
Hiei’s hair. "Me?" asked Hiei. "You are from the koorime, but you 
are a fire demon," said Kurama dreamily, running his slender fingers 
down to Hiei’s cheek. "Oh," snorted Hiei. Hiei closed his eyes, he 
slid the paper somewhere in his baggy pants. He started to close his 
eyes, floating in Kurama’s touch. Suddenly Kurama whispered. "Hiei…?" 

           Hiei opened an eye. "Em?" Kurama smiled. "One of my 
classmates asked me out for an ice-cream treat, wanna come?" Kurama. 
"No," answered Hiei short. The smile on Kurama’s face weaken. "Doozo 
Hiei… it’s just for ice-cream," said Kurama. "I’m still not going, 
you aren’t convincing enough," complained Hiei, still closing his eyes. 

           "It’s a girl who asked me out," said Kurama. "So?" asked 
Hiei. Kurama sighed. "It’s just for a moment… I promise. We’ll go 
home after that," said Kurama, his heart hoping that his koibito 
would go with him. "I’m not invited," said Hiei, stubborn. "You are, 
botchan…," said Kurama. Hiei’s eye shot opened. "Stop calling me that," 
he told Kurama and closed back his wide eyes. "Botchan…," said Kurama 
lowering himself, his face level with Hiei’s. Hiei opened his eyes 
back when he heard Kurama called him using that annoying word, only 
to find him looking deep into a pair of tranquillising emerald green 
eyes. 

           Hiei was almost drowned in that look, it made him melt. 
All the walls that protected his pride were crushed to ashes. Without 
another word, Kurama pressed his lips against Hiei’s and bit his 
lower lip. Hiei closed back his eyes returning the kiss, letting a 
microscopic smile slip from his face. 

           Suddenly the door was knocked. Both Kurama and Hiei jerked 
and separated their kiss. "Shuuichi, lunch is ready," said a familiar 
voice, Shiori knocked once again, afraid that her son hadn’t heard her 
if he was sleeping or something. 

          "Hai okaasan, I’ll be right down in a minute," answered 
Kurama. He got out of futon, pulling on a shirt on himself. Hiei was 
still lying on the futon, looking at him. Kurama pulled him up and 
pushed him to the door, "Let’s go and eat." Hiei shook his head. "I’m 
not hungry… I’ll stay here," he said, lying back comfortably on the 
futon. Kurama shrugged and left the room. He always knew that Hiei 
didn’t feel too comfortable with his family members. 

           Kurama sat at the table. Shiori came back from the kitchen 
and smiled. "Ah, Shuuichi… what took you so long?" asked Shiori, 
smiling at her elder son. "I have to do some homework kaasan," lied 
Kurama perfectly. His innocent expression didn’t even show a line of 
falseness, let alone his soft and sweet voice. Shiori was very proud 
of her son and often thought that he was the best kid in the world, 
even though he had reached 15 years old. 

           "Yoshi, come and have lunch then," she said, settling down 
with Kurama and her husband. 

           "Sumimasen okaasan, I’m going to finish my homework 
upstairs… and okaasan, may I go out today?" asked Kurama, after 
lunch. "Naze?" asked Shiori, cleaning off the plates. "Well, one of 
my classmates wanted to spend me on an ice-cream treat," answered 
Kurama truthfully. *it would just look true if it was a lie though… 
behind his innocent smile that is…*

           "Of course," answered Shiori, giving her son a sweet smile.
"Arigatou okaasan," said Kurama and ran upstairs after Hiei. 

           He was only half expecting Hiei to be still upstairs in 
his room. He might felt bored and just ran out the window… again. He 
opened the door and saw Hiei sitting, cross-legged on the futon. 
Kurama smiled and took out a book from his bag, placing it on the 
desk. "What’s that?" asked Hiei, half-interested at what Kurama was 
doing. Kurama turned. "A book about poem, Hiei-san," he answered. 
Hiei snorted. "I don’t understand, why must you go to school?" he 
asked, practically lying on the futon enjoying Kurama’s scent on it.

           "Because, I’m human. Human teenagers need to go to school 
to learn," said Kurama, flipping through some pages. "Aren’t you 
smart enough?" asked Hiei. Kurama smiled. "Well, I just need to go to
school like normal kids. If not, okaasan would be worried and sad," 
answered Kurama, biting on a pen. Hiei smirked. He would never 
understand what bond Kurama had with his human mother, nor he would 
understand why must the A-class youko thief does what his human 
mother asks him to do. A very different character from the silver 
headed youko that’s inside him. And one things for sure that Hiei 
would never question Kurama again if his answer would have to do 
with his human mother. "Kitsune no baka…," he uttered softly. "I 
heard that…," said Kurama, writing something on his book. 

            Hiei was now sitting on Kurama’s desk, facing the youko. 
He had looked at what have Kurama been writing since just now and 
none of the sentences made sense to his brain. :…Baka na…: he cursed 
silently. Suddenly, Kurama put down his pen and smiled. "I’m done!" 
he said and closed his book, placing it neatly on the other side of 
his study desk.

            He shoved a look at the clock. :… 3.35… ja, better get me 
and Hiei ready… : he thought. Hiei gave him a dirty look. "What are you up to 
now, kitsune?" asked Hiei, certain that Kurama had something in mind 
already, behind his grin.

            Kurama went into the closet and got something out for Hiei.
A jacket, a pair of jeans and an undershirt. He threw it to him. "Get 
into those," he ordered. "I don’t like to be ordered," snorted Hiei, 
crossing both arms on his chest. Kurama flashed him a smile. 
"Hiei-san, would you put on those… kudasai…?" pleaded Kurama. Hiei 
can’t help but slipped a little smile off his face and got into the 
clothes Kurama gave him.

            "You might like her, she’s funny," said Kurama, digging 
into the closet for something he could wear. "I’m not going because I
want to see her, I’m going because you asked me to," said Hiei, taking
off his trousers.  

            Kurama got into a light lavender coloured undershirt, 
pastel green slacks and a blue denim jacket. "So, who’s this 
classmate of yours?" asked Hiei, as he struggled into his jeans. 
"Em? Oh, she’s a new girl and she bumped into me earlier. So in order 
to apologise, she decided to treat me on an ice-cream treat," answered 
Kurama, combing his hair. Hiei snorted. "Some excuse, ne?" commented 
Hiei. Kurama smiled and sprayed a few mists of cologne. 

            "Ja, ikuzo," said Kurama opening the door for Hiei. "Let 
me remind you once again. I’m going because you asked me to, not 
anything else," reminded Hiei. Kurama smiled at the little youkai and 
closed his bedroom door. 

            "Okaasan, I’m going out!" said Kurama. "Yoshi, musuko," 
said Shiori from somewhere in the house. 

            Kurama and Hiei walked along the streets. "Where is this 
place anyway?" asked Hiei, getting annoyed with the busy streets. 
"We’re nearly there, be patient," said Kurama and walked on.

            When they reached the ice-cream parlour, Kurama glanced at 
his watch. :…Sharp 4 p.m.… I sure am punctual…: he thought to himself 
and smiled. He peeped inside and saw two girls sitting by one corner 
of the booth. One of them was Mai Ichigami. 

            "Oi, Shuuichi-kun is here. He’s bringing someone with him," 
said Kuniya, Mai’s new friend. "Well, he looks cute too. Can I have 
him?" asked Kuniya. "I don’t know," is all that Mai answered. Everyone
especially the girls in the parlour were looking at the two figures 
who walked in. Most of them knew who Kurama was, even girls from 
other schools. 

            "Everyone is looking," said Kuniya excitedly. It’s a dream 
come true to have an ice-cream treat with the most adored guy on earth. 
"Shh…," said Mai. Mai waved at Kurama. Kurama smiled and looked at 
his companion. Hiei was busy looking through the various flavours of 
ice-cream. "Can I have that one?" he asked, pointing to a blood-red 
coloured confectionery. It has the name ‘Bloody ice-fire’ on it. 
Kurama smiled. "Sure, but don’t keep the girls waiting. Besides, I 
need to hide my face. Everyone is looking at me," said Kurama. 

            Kurama took a seat beside Hiei and face both of the girls. 
"Gomen ne, we were a bit late," apologised Kurama. "Oh, no… not at 
all," said Mai, blushing. She felt her knees being knocked by Kuniya’s
and she flashed her a dirty smile.   

            Then, a waitress came over to their table. "May I take 
your order please. "What would you want?" Asked Mai. Kurama smiled 
and looked at the menu. Hiei was eyeing the waitress who seems ‘very’ 
interested at Kurama. Looking at him from top to bottom. He resist 
the urge to punch the ditz and send her out flying somewhere, because 
trying to flirt with his… you know… 

            "Hmm… ’Strawberry with double fudge’ for me and a ‘Bloody 
ice-fire’ treat for Hiei," said Kurama. "Sugee, we’ll have three 
‘Strawberry with double fudge’s and a ‘Bloody ice-fire’ thank you," 
said Mai to the waitress, she nodded and trotted away. 

            A few minutes later, their orders came to reality as it 
was served on the table in front of them. Kurama looked at Hiei who 
lifted the cup. He quickly took a spoon and showed it to him. "It’ll 
be wise to use a spoon," he whispered. Hiei snorted and took the spoon
from Kurama’s hand. 

            Kuniya was busy trying to catch Hiei’s eyes when Mai asked 
Kurama something. "Shuuichi-kun, what about telling us something about 
your friend here," said Mai. Kurama looked at Hiei who seems annoyed. 
"Well…," Kurama started. "His name is Hiei," ended Kurama. Both were 
still waiting for Kurama to continue, but ended waiting for the cat 
to grow horns. *he… he…* "Well… is he your friend? Your cousin? 
Brother?" asked Kuniya. Kurama looked at Hiei who left Kurama alone 
to answer their questions by looking out at the window, enjoying his 
ice-cream. Ice-cream were smeared around his mouth which looked like 
he had eaten a raw cow. Kurama gave him a tissue. Without another 
word, Hiei wiped his mouth.

            "Hiei wa boku no koibito," answered Kurama truthfully. 
:… I hope you know what you’re doing kitsune no baka…: scowled Hiei 
silently. Both Mai and Kuniya looked oddly at Kurama. "Hiei is a 
girl?" asked Kuniya. Kurama shook his head. "He’s a guy," cleared 
Kurama. "And you’re a guy?" asked Mai.

            "Are you sure?" asked Mai, trying to choke a laugh. Kurama 
nodded, placing a spoonful of ice-cream into his mouth. Both Mai and 
Kuniya glared at each other, then they sighed. "Great beauty put to 
a waste," uttered Kuniya. Mai nodded solemnly. 

            Kurama looked at Hiei who had finished his treat, then 
glanced back at his watch. "Well, nice having ice-cream with you two. 
But we have got to go," said Kurama standing up, Hiei followed suit. 
"Would you want me to pay for it?" asked Kurama, taking out his 
wallet. "Iie, no, I asked you out. So, I’ll pay," she said. Kurama 
smiled. "Arigatou, ja-na," he waved goodbye at Mai and Kuniya. Hiei 
was already waiting at the door. 

            Both Mai and Kuniya looked blankly at each other. "Should 
we tell our friends?" asked Kuniya. Mai was silent for a while then 
looked at Kuniya. She shook her head. "Iie, it must be an honour for 
us to know what’s happening between them and I’m sure that Shuuichi-kun 
would appreciate us to keep this to ourselves," said Mai. Kuniya nodded. 
"Kuso… what a great waste, both of ‘em," she cursed inwardly. 
 
            "So, how was the ice-cream treat?" asked Kurama. Hiei had 
been with him the whole day and had stayed for dinner and all. It was 
nearly midnight and they were curled up together under the futon. 
"Nice…," answered Hiei. "Only nice?" asked Kurama. Hiei answered with 
and little ‘hn’ sound. Kurama ran his fingers on Hiei’s chest in 
circular motions. "Oyasuminasai koibito… ai shiteru," said Kurama, 
almost whispering and closed his eyes. Then he heard. "Hn… ai 
shiteru…"

            Kurama felt like floating into dreams. With Hiei beside 
him, he would dare to face those dreams… together… forever…

Owari…
Bulma’s journal…
finished my first fanfic… very proud at it actually… I hope you all 
like it! ha… ha… ^.~
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