A Fanfic
by Bulma Briefs
Standard disclaimers apply. Thanks to Yoshihiro Togashi for coming up with these magnificent characters. None of these are mine, not the character, not most of the storyline as it was adopted from the manga vol.10. 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…
A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs
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Karasu?
He knew that he would come. He knew that he would pass this particular lane. Then he’ll have his scare. :… Ha… ha… ha… now he’ll know who’s going to die …: thought Karasu as he waited for someone, accompanied by Bui.
Kurama walked away from the Ankoku Bojutsukai. The final would be in two days time. Will he and the others have enough time to prepare? But as Kurama walked towards a quieter lane, he was surprised with what’s ahead.
A tall and slender man, as tall as youko Kurama. He had long sleek black hair, attired all in black. :… like Hiei …: and this guy wears a mask. Next to him was a big bulky guy, armoured heavily. Shorter than the first one.
Karasu glared expressionless at Kurama. So did Bui, but Kurama had his eyes settled on Karasu. A bead of cold sweat rolled down his left cheek.
"Came and watch the fight alone?" asked the taller slender figure who was referred to as Karasu. "You look so confident, you sure you could win?" he continued. "Em… no, that’s not it," denied Kurama, his eyes narrowed at him. "Oh? Don’t tense up! I won’t do anything," said Karasu. "The Armageddon of the four of you would be in two days time," Karasu continued, his voice was calm, cold and threatening.
"Someone’s going to die today… who? You’ll know soon… soon enough," muttered Karasu. Barely audible but still could be heard by Kurama quite clearly. Kurama blinked.
Suddenly Bui hit the wall. The crashing sound made Kurama gasp and look at it. "?!"
:… Ah!! He’s gone! He disappeared when I was looking at Bui …: Kurama blinked a few times. :… where could he be? …: thought Kurama. But as he finished that sentence in his mind, he felt something. Something around his neck.
Suddenly Kurama felt sensual, slender fingers running slowly around his neck. "Your hair is a bit wounded… Did you try to take care of it? You better because… ningens are easily wounded," Karasu whispered in Kurama’s ear. Soft breathing sound passed his ears. Karasu’s teasing, it made Kurama fell very uncomfortable.
"Shimatta!" exclaimed Kurama, trying to backhand Karasu. With hope that it’ll hit him right in the guts. How dare he touch him, touch him like that. Only one is allowed to touch him like that and it’s his dear fire demon. For all he knew Karasu was nowhere behind him, his arm swung across the thin air… and hit nothing.
"I was only joking, why so angry about it?" teased Karasu again. Kurama blinked, practically couldn’t believe that anyone could move in that speed other than Hiei. his little dear koorime.
"In spite of the sullen expressions, you like to fight too I suppose! Among the 5 of you… I love you the most. To kill someone I love is like the feeling of thinking why I was born. Such a heavy task. But, also a happiness that’s no other compared to. I’m carving for the next two days to come," uttered Karasu, softly, coldly, threateningly.
Kurama’s face was wet, out of sweat. :… it seems like… we have no chance in winning …: thought Kurama.
He wanted to run to Hiei, to be in his warm arms. To cry. He was so frightened a Karasu. His touch, light and sensual. "NO!" suddenly Kurama cried aloud. He could be having nightmares going on like this. But he stopped running. :… Hiei is practising. He wouldn’t have time thinking about my problems. He could be heartless at times and I don’t want to face it now …: thought Kurama. he sat down, in the middle of nowhere.
He wanted to go back and just sleep. But he’s too tired. Too tired… He might as well sleep in the forest. :… No one’s going to look for me, they’ll just think I’m off somewhere training …: deep in thoughts, Kurama drifted to sleep. Imagining that Hiei’s there to cradle him and soothe him from the utter nightmare brought by Karasu.
Suddenly a youki flashed by. It stopped as it sensed another one. Kurama cracked open an eye as the youki approached him. He relaxed his muscles as the youki was familiar. "Hiei?" Kurama called, heavy with sleep.
"Hn," came the reply. Kurama felt so very happy to see his lover come to see him. He felt like running to him, wrap his arms around him. Finding a place to soothe his fears. Someone to settle his roaring fear. But doing that would most probably chase the koorime away.
He decided to just straightened up himself. "Why are you in the woods in the middle of the night?" asked Hiei, a hint of concern was clearly heard. "I… em… nothing…," Kurama decided not to tell him. He won’t want to disturb Hiei with his stupid lousy problems. Hiei would most likely to say that he’s stupid anyway, why bother to tell? But he was glad that Hiei had showed a sign of concern about him.
Hiei blinked and sat down in front of Kurama. He opened his cloak and scarf, placing it on his side. He could sense that Kurama was obviously disturbed. If not by something, it’s someone. And if he knew Kurama better, he’d say that he’s keeping it from him because he’s scared that he’s going to say stuffs that would hurt him worse.
Hiei stared into the emerald eyes sullenly. His hand moved to place it over Kurama’s.
"There’s something. Tell me," he said, or rather a harsh order. "Really Hiei, it’s nothing. It doesn’t concern you anyway," replied Kurama, soft. Hiei gripped Kurama’s wrist tight. "Your problems means my problems. I can’t let my kitsune get hurt like this," he said between his teeth. Kurama closed his eyes and a tear rolled down his cheeks. Hiei reached up to brush it away.
"I swore to you that I’ll protect you, remember? Not only physically, but emotionally too," insisted Hiei. Kurama nodded once. "Can you lend me your shoulder?" asked Kurama. Hiei blinked confusedly but nodded. Kurama leaned forward and rested his head on Hiei’s shoulder and neck, his hands wrapped around Hiei’s waist. He sobbed for a while.
"So?" Hiei enquired.
Kurama sniffled. "It was Karasu," said Kurama. "Who? Oh that bastard in the Toguro’s team?" asked Hiei. Kurama nodded. Hiei waited for Kurama to continue his little tale.
"He touched me," Kurama began. "WHAT!" exclaimed Hiei, he straightened up himself causing Kurama to fall forward. But Hiei supported him with his strong hands.
"Well, he touched my neck sensually and said that he loves me. It was really scary Hiei, I am very scared," uttered Kurama, choking with tears. Hiei put him back on his chest and moved his hands on Kurama’s back running circles around it.
"It’s ok. I’m here, I’d slash that bastard to pieces if he dares to hurt you," snapped Hiei, a self promise. "No Hiei, I would most probably fight with him. So, could you let me finish him off? and please do not interfere?" requested Kurama. Hiei looked doubtful. "No," he answered.
"Hiei, the only thing to destroy my nightmare is to face it and kill it," explained Kurama, pleading pair of emerald eyes met hard ruby ones. Hiei let out a heavy sigh and nodded. "Doumo," and Kurama hugged Hiei.
Kurama breathed evenly in Hiei’s arms. "Hiei?" called Kurama. "Hn?" came the reply. "Do you have anywhere else to go tonight?" asked Kurama. "No, why?" Hiei knew what Kurama wanted, but he wanted Kurama to ask him. "Can you stay with me tonight? Here, in the woods?" requested Kurama. "Hn," Kurama smiled and hugged his little koibito tighter, feeling safe, warm and loved.
Hiei ran his hand through the brilliant red hair, soothing out any tangles in the way. Kurama loved this feel. He felt wanted, loved. "Can you… never mind," uttered Kurama. "What?" asked Hiei. "Mmm… can you make love to me before the finals?" asked Kurama. Hiei nodded and was glad to.
He pulled the red hair so that Kurama’s face was on him. He moved his face nearer to him, brushing his lips on Kurama’s. His slender small hands find their way to Kurama’s shirt and undid it, he rubbed his bare chest against Kurama’s chest. He pushed Kurama down on the thick forest floor. Tracing down to his fine jaw, his neck, his chest…
As he worked lower, he undid his pants and Kurama’s. Kurama pulled Hiei closer to him, want him to do more. But Hiei was teasing him and he liked it.
When both were stripped totally nude, Hiei rubbed his hips against Kurama, slowly, rhythmically. A groan escaped Kurama’s mouth. "… Hiei… please…," Hiei smiled microscopically. He knew his power. He stopped suddenly. Kurama made a small sound of protest but Hiei only smiled. He took his middle finger and pushed it into Kurama’s mouth. Kurama wet his little finger and sucked desperately on it. Hiei had to practically pull it out from Kurama’s hot cavern. Annoyingly, he placed his wet finger in between his butt. Finding the puckered flesh, he probed into it. Kurama felt it enter.
Hiei left Kurama’s hips and went to his swollen hard member. Placing his tongue teasingly on the tip of it. finger still playing inside. Kurama let out groans and tried to push his hips higher so that Hiei’s mouth would cover it whole. That hot tunnel. But no, Hiei left it immediately leaving Kurama pumping into thin air.
"Oh… Hiei… please…," pleaded Kurama thirstily. He was craving for Hiei’s warm mouth. Once again he placed the tip of his tongue on the tip of Kurama’s hard throbbing member. Hiei could even feel his pulse there. He slit his tongue into the tiny hole there. Twirling it round and round. Slowly, covering the tip of Kurama’s member in his mouth.
Taking advantage of it, Kurama thrust his hips higher so that his whole rod could be in Hiei’s hot mouth. But Hiei opened his mouth and Kurama pumped into a tunnel of sharp teeth. Felt painful but when he pulled out, Hiei closed his mouth and Kurama’s long member was hot and warm again.
"Damn you Hiei, that hurts," cursed Kurama. Hiei smiled and continued licking, faster and faster. He pulled out his finger that was in the other hole and made Kurama came. Right in his mouth, swallowing part of it, he let most of it leak and trickle down to his lower opening.
As the entrance was now lubricated, Hiei took some of it and wet his own already hard throbbing member. He went up to Kurama’s mouth and kissed him, exchanging Kurama’s liquid between them. Kissing passionately. The salty taste of his own liquid made him hard and sensuous all over again and Hiei left him this time to enter his hole.
Hiei aimed at the target. That little tight hole. He first pushed a bit and then all the way. Enjoying the velvety walls of the inside tunnel. He began to rock back and forth. First slowly, letting Kurama adjust to the pressure and became faster as Hiei couldn’t control himself, he waited for Kurama explode first just now. Now it was his turn.
Without him knowing, Kurama was getting close to climax and both exploded together. Kurama’s juice shot right into Hiei’s face. "Damn, I thought you were finish," he uttered in between his own explosion. He pulled out from Kurama’s hole with a ‘slop’ sound. His hand went up to his face and wiped off Kurama’s second trip of flying seeds. Kurama smiled at Hiei. "I could go ten times with you," he joked. Eyed still half lidded out of exhaustion.
He fell on Kurama’s chest. Wet, mixed with sweat, semen and god knows what else. They snuggled up together, tight. The smell of their recently finished activity probing each other’s nose. Soothingly, they inhaled it. Appreciating it’s every molecule. As it came from their lovers.
Kurama then summoned a few plant and made a futon out of it, setting themselves in sleep preparing for practise the next day.
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The End ^_^;
* Special thanks to Siew Lee for her inspiration!*
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