Standard disclaimers apply. Yoshihiro Togashi-sama and Shueisha Inc. and 
whatever company that spawned them out! As Yoshihiro-sama had created 
these cute yummy… delicious… explicit… excuse me, these characters, I 
might as well ‘borrow’ them and have fun with them!

Okay, I was planning on a parody fic but I’m afraid it’ll end up 
otherwise. Cross your fingers and let’s see what it turns out to be? I 
hope I could actually do at least ‘ONE’ parody fic.

A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs

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			           Plastic Surgery


	Mukuro was thinking. Hard. Her fingers were rattling on the table. 
A youkai came up to her and bowed. "Your Highness, your warrior has 
return," it said. She didn’t heard it, too deep in her own thoughts.

	The youkai frowned. "Emm… Mukuro-sama!" he risked himself shouting 
at the Makai Lord. Mukuro startled and narrowed her eyes. "What are you 
shouting about?" she asked. 

The youkai’s knee was clattering. "Ano… gomen nasai. But I was 
talking to you and you seemed lost. I thought I should…" 

Mukuro sighed. "Enough… enough… what’s the matter?" she asked. The 
youkai drew out a loud relieved breath. "Your warrior has returned," it 
said. Mukuro stood up. "Hiei?" she asked. The youkai nodded. :… Who 
else? …: he snorted mentally. 

She looked at her watch. Nearly dinner time. "Tell him to eat in 
the dining hall. I’ll see him there," she announced and disappear. The 
youkai scratched it’s bulging head and shrugged. Mukuro-sama seemed odd 
nowadays.

Mukuro skipped in her bedroom, opening the closet. A few Makai 
bats and other creatures escaped out of it. Of course, not forgetting
the dusts. Oh Kami-sama… "Who’s the housekeeper here? Don’t they ever do 
their job? It should have it’s proper punishment now!" she complained. 
"But I’ll do it later…," she smiled, rummaging over her dresses. 

Hiei looked at the smiling green youkai. "What’s wrong?" he asked. 
"Erm… nothing, Hiei-sama… Mukuro-sama told you to go in the dining 
hall," it said and disappeared. Hiei frowned. Why is Makai getting 
weirder every time he returned? 

He went in the dining hall and placed his precious katana next to 
him. His hand went up to his chest, feeling the tear gem and something 
else… a fox shaped silver pendent hidden inside his clothes.

He closed his eyes. How he had made Kurama’s heart break when he 
went back to Makai. Telling him that he just wanted to ‘visit’ Mukuro. 

Kurama was having a busy time in his step-father’s office and Hiei 
had left him. For him to concentrate more on his stupid company than 
have ‘fun’ with him every night, of course.

Mukuro appeared in the dining hall wearing a traditional kimono. 
Hiei winced at her. :… What’s wrong with her? Did she have a short 
circuit somewhere in her tiny brain up there? …: he wondered. Mukuro 
gifted Hiei with a pleasant smile. "Komban wa Hiei," she greeted and sat 
across from Hiei. 

Now, this was getting more and more fishy. "What’s wrong with you, 
Mukuro?" asked Hiei. Harsh, but he’d lost his sarcastic tone. Mukuro 
just smiled. "Nothing’s wrong, Hiei dear…," she replied. 

Hiei bit his lower lip. :… ‘Hiei dear’??? What the hell did she 
had in that twisted mind of hers? …: wondered Hiei. A few youkais came 
in the room and served dinner.

A red candle was lit and the lights were switched off. 
"Tabemasu…," Mukuro told Hiei softly. Hiei didn’t say anything but just 
started to eat.

"Where have you been all this while?" asked Mukuro. "Went to see 
Kurama," answered Hiei, short. Mukuro felt a stab of jealousy. She 
sighed. "What so damn good about this Kurama, actually? Enough to make a 
powerful warrior like you fell for him?" she asked. 

Hiei was disturbed. How dare Mukuro question his feelings? It 
doesn’t concern her in anyway though. But Hiei still thought for an 
answer. Mukuro won’t take silent for an answer and he knew that.

"He’s pretty…," he answered. He thought again. Actually, he got 
confused with the words pretty, cute, beautiful, handsome and so on… so 
he decided to use the word ‘pretty’ since they all mean the same. Good 
looking. Without the slightest idea that, that particular word is 
normally used on ‘good looking’ woman.

Mukuro felt like her heart had been stabbed by a thousand swords. 
Sounds like Hiei was sarcastically telling her that she was ugly. She 
tried to keep her temper in check. She knew she was ugly and kept quiet 
for a while.

Hiei ate happily, as Mukuro looked satisfied with his answer. But 
actually, she was thinking hard. Thinking how to get beautiful and 
pretty. Beautiful and pretty… like… :… Kurama! …: that name suddenly 
appeared in her mind.

She smiled and thought that she would contact Shigure afterwards. 
He should help her do a plastic surgery. :… I will look like Kurama and 
Hiei would probably like me …: she thought and finished dinner.

Moments later, she stood up wiping her mouth. "Your room is 
ready," she told Hiei and disappeared.

Hiei was very puzzled with Mukuro that evening. But he decided to 
drop the matter and went up to his room to take a rest.

Mukuro bit her lower lips, looking over old telephone numbers. She 
scanned and saw Shigure’s phone number. "Ja, now I can have plastic 
surgery!" she exclaimed and danced around the room.

Shigure was ordered to kill Minamino Shuuichi to get his face. Of 
course Minamino Shuuichi will die and his spirit would return to Youko 
Kurama. That won’t hurt him that much… Haha…

"I’ll send you the information about this person," she said and 
hung up.

Mukuro of course, offered a big deal of payment to Shigure. 
Shigure started hunting for Kurama just as the information reached him. 

The next day, Hiei felt uneasy and went to Mukuro and asked if he 
could go back to Ningenkai. "No," answered Mukuro. Hiei frowned. Mukuro 
smiled. "Because Kurama had had you long enough. Now it’s my turn," she 
said. 

Hiei didn’t quite get that and just shrugged. He just hope if 
anything was wrong in Ningenkai, Kurama could take care of himself. 
Maybe count on Yuusuke to help him.

Shigure blinked. He saw a half naked human youko lying on the bed. 
:… That body… for sure his face would be beautiful. No wonder Mukuro 
wants it so much …: he thought and checked his equipment. :… check …: he 
chuckled and opened the window. 

Kurama had felt and unusual youki nearby and was in a defensive 
position. He just fooled it with relaxing his body, but not his spirit.

Just as Shigure was about to attack Kurama, he jumped off the bed. 
"Rose Whip!" he shouted and lashed out the thorny whip. Shigure stopped 
and frowned at his wounds. "Oi, Mukuro-sama didn’t told me that you have 
special powers!" he exclaimed. 

Kurama narrowed his eyes. "Mukuro?" he echoed. Shigure nodded and 
fell on his knees. "Please, I beg you… don’t kill me," he pleaded with 
wide glassy eyes. "What did Mukuro asked you to do?" Kurama asked. 
Shigure gulped. "She asked me to kill you and get your face," he 
answered. 

"My face? What the hell for?" asked Kurama. "She thought that if 
she had your face, Hiei-sama would like her," Shigure told Kurama. 
Kurama frowned. "Take me to her, I’ll tell Hiei," said Kurama. A tone of 
power was clearly heard. Shigure instantly nodded.

Mukuro’s palace gate was pushed open by a red haired boy. Dragging 
Shigure by his hair, he stomped into the palace. 

Hiei felt Kurama’s youki and quickly came to the hall. Mukuro too 
appeared the same time with Hiei, but from a different direction.

"What the hell’s happening here?" she demanded, tying her robe. 
Mukuro showed up with curlers still in her hair, face cream all over her 
face, one cucumber still stuck to her right eye.

"Kurama?" asked Hiei. Kurama let go of Shigure’s hair and 
complained about his bad hair condition. "Oi, you should use a 
conditioner when you wash your hair. It’s too wiry," he informed the 
bashed up Shigure.

Kurama ran to Hiei and practically swung his arms around the 
koorime. He started a fake cry, sniffing on Hiei’s neck. Hiei frowned 
and patted Kurama’s back oddly. "What’s the matter, Kurama?" he coaxed 
the crying youko. 

Mukuro knew instantly that her plan had failed. :… Do I have to do 
everything myself? …: she sighed.

Mukuro went to Shigure and crouched. She grabbed his hair and 
forced him to look at her. "You are such a looser," she informed 
Shigure. "But, Mukuro-sama… Kurama is so powerful! I can’t take his life 
just like that!" retorted Shigure. 

"Mukuro wants to kill me…," cried Kurama. He looked no more than a 
3 year old. 

Hiei darted his looks at Mukuro. "Why would she want to kill you?" 
asked Hiei. Kurama sniffed harder and Hiei rubbed soothing circles 
around Kurama’s back. Kurama smiled secretly at Hiei's doings and 
enjoyed it very much. It took all of his will power to not just purr and 
blow up the whole act.

"She wants my face," whined Kurama. Mukuro looked unbelievably at 
Kurama and back at Shigure. "You call a whining youko, powerful?" she 
asked Shigure, rolling her eyes. He blinked and tried to look at Kurama 
from Mukuro’s grip.

There he could see a redhead Kurama curled up Hiei's arms, crying. 
Whining. Sobbing and god knows what else he’s doing. Hiei was trying 
desperately to soothe it. He tried kissing the youko but it even made 
Kurama cried more.

Shigure laughed. "Ahaha!!! I didn’t knew Youko Kurama was a 
whining idiot!" laughed Shigure. Kurama stopped crying for a moment. 
Hiei sighed in relieve. "Uwaa!!! Hiei! He said I am whining idiot," 
complained Kurama, practically whining in Hiei’s ears. 

Mukuro can’t stop herself from laughing at Kurama. "Hiei… she is 
laughing at me too…," whined the youko. Hiei sighed, brushing the red 
strands of hair off Kurama’s wet face.

Hiei's cloak is all soaking wet by now. How the hell did Kurama 
managed to produce so much of tears?

The whining and crying was starting to make Mukuro uncomfortable. 
Her ears hurt and her brain was practically full of crying, whining… 
crying… whining…


"Stop it!" she shouted. Kurama sobbed once and silenced himself. 
Mukuro sighed in relieve, thinking that she’d stop the whole damn thing. 
Just as she wanted to smile, Kurama started whining again.

"Hiei… she wants to rip off my face… I’m scared…," Kurama whined. 
Hiei didn’t know what to do, but to just rub circles around his back and 
kiss his tears away. But Kurama seemed to cry more.

"Okay, okay… I won’t kill you. You can have Hiei and he could have 
you…!" shouted Mukuro. Kurama stopped instantly. He pushed away from 
Hiei and looked at those red ruby eyes. "I win," he whispered to Hiei. 

"Well, that seems to do it… now, you two! Get out of my sight! Go 
in your room or whatever," she told Hiei and Kurama. Kurama smiled and 
Hiei had to carry that Youko up to his room.

She went to Shigure. "Go, get out of my territory! Go to Raizen’s 
place or Yomi’s don’t ever let me see you again, you looser," she 
snapped. Shigure nodded and went out. 

Mukuro sighed. "Oi! Someone clean up this bloody mess!" she 
ordered, snickering at the blood stain on the floor. "Damn, should have 
forced Shigure to clear up his mess before leaving," snorted Mukuro and 
left for her room as the youkais clean up the floor.

"Kurama?" asked Hiei. "Em?" replied Kurama, who was busy with 
Hiei's hair. Twirling it around his slender fingers.

"Do you really have to do that?" he asked. "Do what?" asked Kurama 
innocently, stopping his playful fingers. "The whining and crying," he 
informed Kurama. "Oh that…," Kurama thought for a while and shrugged. 
"Since I can’t fight and defeat her, might as well irritate her," 
answered the youko. 

"Didn’t it ever occur in your small brain that she might blast you 
into pieces?" asked Hiei. Kurama shrugged and smiled. "First, she might 
loose ‘her’ face. Second, she might hurt you. Third… she just wouldn’t 
do it… don’t worry," reasoned Kurama. 

Hiei snorted. "Give me a strong reason, kitsune," demanded Hiei. 
"It’s because she knew I love you too much. She won’t want to break the 
heart of a ‘pretty’ kitsune, would she?" Kurama told the koorime.

Mukuro had told Shigure about how Hiei said Kurama was pretty and 
Shigure had told Kurama. That’s where he knew that Hiei had considered 
him as ‘pretty’. Hiei snorted. Kurama purred on Hiei's chest.

"I didn’t knew you were such a cry-baby…," accused Hiei. Kurama 
curled his lips. "I am not! It was just an act," insisted Kurama. "Ok, 
the price for having me as an extra is…," Hiei was thinking of a ransom. 

Suddenly he was startled. He felt Kurama getting off him. He 
opened his eyes and looked for Kurama. He’s gone.

Hiei supported himself with his elbow and looked for his youko. He 
was doing a strip show and went under the covers. "Care to join me?" 
asked the youko seductively. :… Shit… you are always so damned flirty, 
Kurama …: smiled Hiei and went under the covers.


Owari…^_^


Hiei : What? Is that supposed to be a parody fic? That’s yaoi in there!

Bulma : Sorry, I just can’t do a parody fic… what a looser… had too many
  yaoi to think of.

Kurama : Never mind, there’s always a next time. But do you have to make
         me that whiny? I looked like a jerk there.

Bulma : Sorry guys… Ano… it didn’t end up the way I wanted to… but… I
  did finish it in a record time! 1 ½ hours. Muahaha… send your 
  critics and death threats to me!

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