Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Addicted To You ❯ It Starts... ( Chapter 4 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: Youko-Kurama 
Kuwabara and Hiei...oh boy.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.08.2003 | Updated On: 07.01.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 706 | Visits: 790 | Status: Completed
Kuwabara and Hiei...oh boy.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.08.2003 | Updated On: 07.01.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 706 | Visits: 790 | Status: Completed
Yusuke laughed and slapped Kurama on the back. "So he gets to live another day. Hey Kuwabara! You look stupid, get over here."
The tall, orange-haired teen grumbled and made his way back to his lunch. "Too bad. I could have smushed his face in. There's always after school..."
Kurama shot him a warning glare and Kuwabara grinned. "What?"
"Relax, man." Yusuke put a reassuring hand on Kurama's shoulder. "Hee-wee's off limits, we got it. Kuwabara stop trying to pick a fight!"
"I wasn't, Urameshi! You're the one who said he was looking at me rudly!" Kuwabara countered.
"Since when do you listen to me?!"
"Guys! Cut it out. If you two argued like this in debate class you might actually be passing."
That won Kurama two blank stares. Kurama winked, "I'm going in. See you in sixth." He brushed himself clean of pine needles and headed for the building. "Stay out of trouble."
"You're leaving? But you didn't eat anything!" Kuwabara hollared after him.
Yusuke settled against Kurama's tree and closed his eyes. "I don't think I've ever seen that guy eat."
"That's 'cause you're never awake to notice."
Yusuke opened one eye at him. "Stop talking, you sound stupid."
"Don't talk to me like that, grease-monkey! Or I'll clobber you with my juicebox!"
"Give me that!" Yusuke snarled, snatching it from him. "Ooooo! Look, it's grape!"
SQURT.
"URAMESHI!!!"
* * *
Kurama made his way to his locker, passing many friends and other students along the hallways. Someone threw a crumpled peice of paper at him as he passed and when he turned to see who the culpret was, everyone in the hall laughed good-naturedly. "I saw him!" One grade 10 exclaimed with too much drama all over his face. "He went that way!" Drama-boy shouted, pointing in the same direction Kurama was walking. the boy's girlfriend bonked him over the head with her binder and he sat down. "Sorry man. It was me."
Kurama laughed with everyone else and continued down the hall. He had just reached his section of lockers when he suddenly pitched forward INTO his locker. "Ah!" he composed himself and turned to see what he'd tripped on. As it turned out, it was a "who" not a "what". Hiei stood, leaning against the nearby lockers, his eyes closed and arms crossed. "What are you looking at?" He said casually. Kurama rubbed his head."You tripped me."
"You tripped ON me." Hiei responded, opening his eyes and leaning on the lockers with his shoulder. "Gomen." Kurama turned to his combination lock.
"Do your firends always pick fights with people they know nothing about?"
Kurama stopped spinning his lock. "You heard them?"
Hiei snorted, "Hn. I heard."
Kurama took off his backpack and pulled text books out, exchanging them for new ones.
"They didn't mean anything by it. They're just roudy."
"You're not roudy."
Kurama looked up at him. "No. I try to keep my horomone in check." They both snickered.
"KURAMA! Kurama you forgot this outside, baka." It was Kuwabara. Hiei resumed his defensive position against the lockers. Kuwabara noticed him for the first time and stopped where he was a few feet away. "Am I interrupting anything?" he jeered, hands in the air as though he were guilty of a crime. Kurama shot him a dirty look.
"No." He reached out and took the novel from the orange-haired teen. Hiei caught a glimpse of the book's title.
"Romantic Soldier?"
Kurama blushed and stuffed the novel into his backpack. "It's a good book, really."
Hiei formed an amused expression on his face. Then he noticed Kuwabara still standing there and he frowned. "What are you staring at?"
"Havn't figured that out yet." Kuwabara eyed the short boy dressed in black. What a tacky colour. Or was it a shade? Hiei eyed back. Kurama wished they'd at least given him a chance to properly introduce them to one another before they went to war.
"thanks for my book, Kuwabara." he said, changing the subject. the bell rang and students began to flood the halls. Hiei and Kuwabara continued to glare at each other.
"What's with your hair? Looks like you stuck your finger in a light socket! Ha ha ha HA HA HA!" Oh boy.
The tall, orange-haired teen grumbled and made his way back to his lunch. "Too bad. I could have smushed his face in. There's always after school..."
Kurama shot him a warning glare and Kuwabara grinned. "What?"
"Relax, man." Yusuke put a reassuring hand on Kurama's shoulder. "Hee-wee's off limits, we got it. Kuwabara stop trying to pick a fight!"
"I wasn't, Urameshi! You're the one who said he was looking at me rudly!" Kuwabara countered.
"Since when do you listen to me?!"
"Guys! Cut it out. If you two argued like this in debate class you might actually be passing."
That won Kurama two blank stares. Kurama winked, "I'm going in. See you in sixth." He brushed himself clean of pine needles and headed for the building. "Stay out of trouble."
"You're leaving? But you didn't eat anything!" Kuwabara hollared after him.
Yusuke settled against Kurama's tree and closed his eyes. "I don't think I've ever seen that guy eat."
"That's 'cause you're never awake to notice."
Yusuke opened one eye at him. "Stop talking, you sound stupid."
"Don't talk to me like that, grease-monkey! Or I'll clobber you with my juicebox!"
"Give me that!" Yusuke snarled, snatching it from him. "Ooooo! Look, it's grape!"
SQURT.
"URAMESHI!!!"
* * *
Kurama made his way to his locker, passing many friends and other students along the hallways. Someone threw a crumpled peice of paper at him as he passed and when he turned to see who the culpret was, everyone in the hall laughed good-naturedly. "I saw him!" One grade 10 exclaimed with too much drama all over his face. "He went that way!" Drama-boy shouted, pointing in the same direction Kurama was walking. the boy's girlfriend bonked him over the head with her binder and he sat down. "Sorry man. It was me."
Kurama laughed with everyone else and continued down the hall. He had just reached his section of lockers when he suddenly pitched forward INTO his locker. "Ah!" he composed himself and turned to see what he'd tripped on. As it turned out, it was a "who" not a "what". Hiei stood, leaning against the nearby lockers, his eyes closed and arms crossed. "What are you looking at?" He said casually. Kurama rubbed his head."You tripped me."
"You tripped ON me." Hiei responded, opening his eyes and leaning on the lockers with his shoulder. "Gomen." Kurama turned to his combination lock.
"Do your firends always pick fights with people they know nothing about?"
Kurama stopped spinning his lock. "You heard them?"
Hiei snorted, "Hn. I heard."
Kurama took off his backpack and pulled text books out, exchanging them for new ones.
"They didn't mean anything by it. They're just roudy."
"You're not roudy."
Kurama looked up at him. "No. I try to keep my horomone in check." They both snickered.
"KURAMA! Kurama you forgot this outside, baka." It was Kuwabara. Hiei resumed his defensive position against the lockers. Kuwabara noticed him for the first time and stopped where he was a few feet away. "Am I interrupting anything?" he jeered, hands in the air as though he were guilty of a crime. Kurama shot him a dirty look.
"No." He reached out and took the novel from the orange-haired teen. Hiei caught a glimpse of the book's title.
"Romantic Soldier?"
Kurama blushed and stuffed the novel into his backpack. "It's a good book, really."
Hiei formed an amused expression on his face. Then he noticed Kuwabara still standing there and he frowned. "What are you staring at?"
"Havn't figured that out yet." Kuwabara eyed the short boy dressed in black. What a tacky colour. Or was it a shade? Hiei eyed back. Kurama wished they'd at least given him a chance to properly introduce them to one another before they went to war.
"thanks for my book, Kuwabara." he said, changing the subject. the bell rang and students began to flood the halls. Hiei and Kuwabara continued to glare at each other.
"What's with your hair? Looks like you stuck your finger in a light socket! Ha ha ha HA HA HA!" Oh boy.