Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Addicted To You ❯ Gym class ( Chapter 2 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Addicted To You
by Saku

He hadn't meant to stare, really. But Hiei intrigued him. Inside the change room the boys were free to talk about anything and that's just what they did. Kurama caught pieces of arguments and dirty conversations as he changed into his gym shorts, but what really caught his attention was when Hiei took his shirt off. Washboard abs and extremely tone arms made Hiei look like a young Bruce Lee and Kurama couldn't help but watch as he pulled on his gym clothes. Not surprisingly, they were black. Hiei finished changing and walked past Kurama, glancing at him as he went by. Icy red eyes scanned over him and Kurama shivered.



Once in the gym, everyone got into pairs and started warming up with basketballs. A few guys waited outside for Kurama to finish changing and when he came out they asked to be his partner. Kurama was about to accept one when he noticed Hiei alone, pounding a basket ball against the fall wall with his fist.
"Uhhh.... I think I'm going to go with Hiei, guys."
"Who?" one asked. The other spoke up, "The new kid. He looks like a real jerk, Kurama." he said. The three of them watched the black-haired boy slam the ball into the gym wall and chase after it, hitting it harder the second time. Kurama excused himself from his friends and walked up to him. Hiei's ball bounced off the wall and flew over his head. Running to get it, Hiei ran smack into Kurama, knocking them both to the ground. Hiei shook his head and blinked down at the red-haired boy he was on top of. Kurama felt his face grow hot and they both got up and brushed themselves off. A few other pairs stopped to watch them as they recovered. "What's your problem? Is the gym not big enough? You have to invade my space?" Hiei snapped.
"Sorry." Kurama apologized. "I'm Kurama." Hiei retrieved his basketball before returning to look Kurama over, his stare still hard and cold. "Yeah? Can I help you?" he said, once again hitting the ball against the wall. Thud. Thud.
"We need a partner. Do you want to be mine?" Kurama felt silly all of a sudden.
Hiei caught the ball. "I don't need a partner." The whistle blew; calling them to sit at the teacher's feet and pairs of boys ran to the center of the gym to do so.
Hiei growled and joined them, sitting apart from the class. He was surprised when the redhead named Kurama sat next to him.
"Okay guys," the teacher instructed, "today I want a full court game. Remember your teams from yesterday and I want no subs! Everyone up. Go!" The boys split themselves up into two teams and began to take up their positions on the court. Kurama, who had been team A's offence the day before, stood ready at the front.
"Hiei!" The teacher called, "You're on team B. Show me what you can do."
The whistle blew and the game was on. A boy from team A caught the fly ball and dribbled to the net, with five other boys, including Kurama and Hiei, in tow. The boy made a jump for the net but the ball was knocked free from his hands by the defense. It sailed over their heads. Hiei leaped into the air and caught it, running to the opposite net. Followed closely by Kurama and the others, Hiei did a perfect lay-up and sunk the orange ball into the net. The gym came alive with cheers, whoops and yells. After that Hiei was a star. He made jumps and lay-ups that would have made the NBA and his footwork was flawless. Even the class' best basketball players couldn't keep up with him. Before long, Hiei's team had more than double Kurama's team's points and everyone was exhausted and sweaty. But still the game went on. Even the teacher was enveloped in the spiky-haired athlete and his handling of the basketball. Once again managing to steal the ball from a team A offence player, Hiei dodged two more players and passed the ball through his legs to his team member behind him. That boy made a shot that hit the rim of the net but the ball wouldn't go in. It was about to fall out before Hiei jumped up and tapped it in. Loud cheers broke out and the coach blew the whistle announcing half time. Kurama bent over, breathing hard. Hiei was hard to keep up with! He had scored a few points himself, but it wasn't nearly enough to top team B's score. A crowd had formed around Hiei and the guys were flooding the new kid with questions and patting him on the back.
"That was AWESOME!"
"Did you used to be on a basketball team?"
"How the hell'd you do that?!"
"What's your name again?"
Kurama sighed and headed for the water fountain in the hall. A strong hand grabbed him by the shoulder and he turned to face two questioning eyes.
"Where are you going?" Hiei asked him. Kurama looked over the boy's shoulder at the crowd he had left behind.
"I'm just going to get a drink." he said.
"Oh." Hiei let go of Kurama's shoulder and looked at the floor, then back up at him.
Kurama smiled, "You're really good at this game. Where'd you learn to play like that?" he asked, emerald eyes questioning. Hiei looked uncomfortable. "I didn't. And I'm not that good." Hiei looked back at the group of fans he'd collected. They were all talking and looking at them. Kurama noticed Hiei's distaste for attention and he smiled again. "Thirsty? The fountain's out here." Together they went out into the hall and away from prying eyes.



TBC...Hai, I have allot more! I simply have to type it up for you, that's all. ^ ^" Shouldn't take long. Keep checking, kudasai!