Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Karasu's Love, Or Not ❯ Karasu's Hangover and Special, Or Not ( Chapter 5 )
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Karasu's Love, Or Not
Special the First: Karasu's Twenty-Five Review Special
By: Happiness's Deceit
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Disclaimer: (looks around) Can I own it? No? Okay…(sigh) Strikes off attempt #2634 Better luck next time… THe real owner is this guy who wrote up the thing.
Warning: Perverted-ness, yaoi, dead guys being alive, bad language, obsessive behavior, and maybe a few limes?
Author Notes: Wee! I'm having so much fun!
Thismeans it's a flashback or a video. This means it's normal… `This' means it's implied. “This” means it's being said. Thisis just separators.
Twenty-five reviews are a lot, so I'm going to write a short special! (Twenty five reviews was where this story hit on FFN when this was originally posted.) The story will continue after the special. As in, in this same chapter. SO don't worry! It's not all special.
Kuronue looked around. Coast clear? The bat hightailed for his room, his light skin tinged a light pink. What had happened? Well…it went like this:
One day ago- er, twelve hours ago- er, YESTERDAY! Yesterday, Yomi, Hiei, and Kuronue had been called into Kurama's bed chambers. When they had entered the fox's apartment, they had heard the most curious sound.
It was a hum, chirp…something! A musical note. And it came from a…um….metal box?
So the three demons prodded at the metal box. Until finally, something happened. Hiei had carefully prodded it with his finger…and something opened. Four cylinder objects tumbled out, and promptly, the music stopped.
Well, Yomi had no idea really, what had happened…just that at one time, there was music, and now there was not. He sat composed on the sofa of Kurama's room, waiting for something to happen.
It didn't take long. It was as he expected, but he could have never known what was about to happen next.
Kuronue jumped, screamed, “YOU KILLED IT! NOW KURAMA'S GUNNA KILL US ALL! AND ITS GOING TO BE ALL YOUR FAULT YOU…YOU BAAAKA!” He kicked Hiei, and started poking him. Hiei, in return, growled.
Before shoving his foot precisely where it hurts. “Don't call me a baka.” He said, in his `I don't give a damn' voice.
The bat curled up, and rolled under the bed to prevent anyone from watching him tend to his…“jewels”. Kuronue whimpered, and shuddered at what he found underneath the bed.
Oh noes! What could he have found!
Meanwhile, unawares, Hiei and Yomi were holding the first decent, normal, non-violent conversation of this special.
“So how did you meet—”
“Kurama.”
“Yes, that's—”
“Kurama.”
“You stupid midget, that's exactly what—”
“Kurama.”
“—I'm trying to talk to you—”
“Kurama.”
“—about—”
“Kurama.”
“SHUT UP! I KNOW! KURAMA! OKAY! AT LEAST TRY TO HAVE A DECENT CONVERSATION WITH ME YOU MIDGET FORBIDDEN CHILD!”
“Kurama.”
“…”
“Kurama.”
“…”
“Kurama.”
Okays, maybe this isn't a healthy fiction for conversations…
“KURAMA!” Kuronue breathed. Alas, underneath the bed, curled up, was a sleeping Kurama.
He hefted the redhead into his arms and attempted to curl around the redhead. The fox merely murmured, and strangely, stuck his head straight into—
Kuronue's crotch. Now, this would be a situation that Kuronue would swear that Kurama was awake in, but he was in too much pain to even think about it.
Need a refresher? Here's a good way to remember why exactly he is in pain:
Kuronue kicked Hiei, and started poking him. Hiei, in return, growled. Before shoving his foot precisely where it hurts. “Don't call me a baka.” He said, in his `I don't give a damn' voice.
Goodness, had Kurama really done that? Kuronue wished he had, under different circumstances, but not right now, in these circumstances.
Kuronue's breath caught as the fox started nuzzling into the recesses of his crotch, mumbling a quavery, “Soft…” Who knew karma was so…EVIL? The bat twitched as Kurama threw his arms around Kuronue's waist, nuzzling yet deeper.
“Kurama…” He moaned.
EH? This is getting kind of creepy…let's get back to humor!
“Kurama.”
“Hn.”
“…”
“Hn.”
“Kurama.”
“Hn.”
“…”
“Youda.”
“Demon.”
“Kurama.”
“Mother.”
“Father”
“Family.”
“Shura.”
“Brat.”
“Baby.”
“Milk.”
“Cat.”
“Demon.”
“Kill.”
“Blood.”
“Wound.”
“Baka.”
“Bakayarou.”
“Yusuke.”
“Keiko”
“Girl.”
“Pink.”
“White.”
“Silver.”
“Youko Kurama.”
“Fox.”
“Vixen.”
“Mammal.”
“Dolphin.”
“Water.”
“Fish.”
“Fox.”
“Ferret.”
“Fool.”
“Youda.”
“Kura—wait, didn't you already say `Youda'?”
TBC in 50 review Special!
What will happen next? Will Kuronue get the fox? Where is Karasu? Will Hiei stop giggling? What about Yomi? Will he get his revenge? Find out in the fifty review special! Coming out in…er, whenever I get fifty total reviews? Maybe when we turn fifty…
And now…what you've all been waiting for! Chapter six!
Karasu's Love, Or Not
Chapter the Sixth: Karasu's Hangover, or Not
By: Happiness's Deceit
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Disclaimer: (looks around) … (sigh) Strikes off attempt #2635 Better luck next time…
Warning: Perverted-ness, yaoi, dead guys being alive, bad language, obsessive behavior, and maybe a few limes? OOC-ness! And echii-ness!
Author Notes: Wee! I'm having so much fun!
Thismeans it's a flashback or a video. This means it's normal… `This' means it's implied. “This” means it's being said. Thisis just separators.
“Kurama!” A seemingly disembodied voice echoed harshly. “KURA-AMA!”
Kurama poked his mussed head out of his covers. He blinked twice, realizing the voice was just outside his door. The he promptly plunged his head back into the bed, snuggling into its' warmth. Then banging ensued.
“Dammit! Open the door!” The banging became louder…
Kurama frowned. Then slipped out of bed. (With his usual grace, of course)
He opened the door wordlessly, rubbing his eyes. “Yes…Youda-san?”
“Problem.” Kurama opened the door wider. “The suitors have hangovers, are requesting the most bizarre things. We, we being the kitchen staff, are having trouble… Um…well, because of their ears…and Yomi…and! They're very angry at us for being so noisy!”
Kurama shook his crimson tresses. “I'm going back to sleep.” And with that, he shut the door in the face of a gaping Youda. Poor Youda. Everyone was against him today.
`Darn them all! I can't stand it! Stupid demons…THOSE STUPID HEADS!' Youda thought viciously. `They'll all regret it. First, Yomi, then that annoying crow that wears the stupid mask and keeps destroying everything, and then…I will take a nice, long nap….'
But, alas, Youda was unable to complete that wondrous, wondrous thought, because the next thing he heard was, “YOUDA! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE! I'M IN NEED OF A PERSON TO PUSH AROUND!”
“…Damn Yomi…”
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands! CLAP! CLAP!
Kuronue, like a veteran drunk, knew exactly how to get rid of a hangover best. Which is now why he is the only current contestant in a calm, awake state of mind.
…It was also why he was in Hiei's room, trying to find out exactly WHAT had happened with he and Kurama. Unfortunately, Hiei was awake, but not calm. He had a terrible hangover, and in his point of view, Kuronue looked much like Yusuke's hair…just without the Yusuke.
Thus, their conversation went just like this:
“WHAT DID YOU DO TO KURAMA!”
“Hm…? I did something to Kurama? And, Yusuke's hair, how come you aren't attached to a Yusuke?” Hiei looked at him suspiciously through a daze. “Did you KILL him?”
Kuronue twitched. “Uh….er, yeah, you know—that day…?”
“?” Hiei looked even more confused. “I didn't know hair could count—” Hiei nodded his head. “Tho' it explains why Ku'…Kur'… Kura'a…KURAMA's hair can keep so many seeds…”
Kuronue cut him off. “Just tell me what happened that day! I must know!”
Hiei moved forward, as to whisper in his ear, and—fell flat on his face. “Ouchie…stupid floor, why'd you move so suddenly like that!” The small demon cursed the floor. “I could've been in my porridge!”
Kuronue winced. “Whatever! Just tell me what you did to Kurama!”
“OH…THAT!” Hiei nodded. “You want to know about THAT?”
Kuronue looked at the demon. “YES!”
Hiei said, “Well, after I won, we went to his room and had some soup delivered…and then we…” His eyebrows scrunched together. “uh…” His face squished up, trying to remember. “We uh….oh!” HE slapped his hand victoriously. “I leaned in, to feed him some soup and then we—you know, did THAT!”
Kuronue pointed at Hiei in shock. “Y-you mean…you and he…” Hiei nodded. Kuronue wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. There, it was, out in the open. They had! Kuronue ran out of Hiei's room ready to go save Kurama from the stupid koorime's stupid germs!
`I'll save you Kurama!' Kuronue thought angrily. And Hiei, left behind was confused.
“I wonder what was wrong with Yusuke's hair…maybe he ran out of gel…” Hiei nodded, completely sure of his reasoning. “And we just did THAT… we played with our food! Only I spilled it on…on…K'rama.”
Poor, poor Kuronue…
Yomi was literally, not having a hangover. He wasn't, really! IN fact, he was just tipsy last night! He wasn't even drunk. And that is why, at this moment he was managing to pick up every sound in a 30 foot radius as if it was a bullhorn blasting in his ear. Er, well, ears.
He blamed on his quickly advancing skills. How hard he must have trained to have this pounding headache, and on top of that to have improved his hearing so much. However… Yomi winced as Youda started banging on the door.
“Yomi-sama! Yomi-sama!” Youda slammed his fist upon the door with much vigor.“YOMI-SAMA!”
“WHAT DO YOU WANT, YOU LITTLE WORM!” Yomi burst out of his room, ready to tear the lackey demon's head off. “STOP THAT INFERNAL RACKET OR I'LL RIP YOUR DAMN HEAD OFF!” The blind demon roared.
“Yomi-sama!” Youda screeched. “Kurama-sama appears to be being ravaged by the bat!”
Yomi paused. “THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE!”
“I tried to, my liege…” Youda stuttered. “I--” He was cut off as Yomi disappeared, probably to save Kurama.
Just watch the pretty wheel turn…
Kuronue slammed his shoulder into Kurama's door, determined to break through. “Damn that midget….HOW COULD HE TOUCH--!”
The bat slammed his shoulder into the door again. Except—well, he missed the door, and slammed into Kurama instead. He fell atop of Kurama in, a very suggestive position. The fox blinked up at him.
“Kuronue…?” Kurama mumbled. And Kuronue flushed. He loved the sound of that voice…Kurama grasped his shoulder, and Kuronue thought of dirty, dirty, things.
The underappreciated bat murmured appreciatively and leaned down to hug Kurama in a full-body half-glomp. He sobbed into Kurama's shoulder.
“I can't believe you let that evil midget touch you! You were supposed to SAVE YOUR VIRGINITY FOR ME, DAMMIT!”
“Hiei, is not a midget, Kuronue…”
“THIS IS TERRIBLE! WHHHHYYYYYYY? Why is the world so hateful of our love!”
“Kuronue? Uh…are you having a hangover?”
“THAT STUPID—I CAN'T BELIEVE HE DID THAT!” Kuronue patted Kurama's shoulder. “It's okay…it's not your fault, that stupid midget is to blame… He probably somehow convinced you to do it!”
Kurama sighed. “What on earth are you talking about, Kuronue? And, also, did you take that supposed `hangover remedy' of yours again? I told you that that may get rid of your hangover, but it raises your sugar levels…that's dangerous.”
Kuronue hiccupped. “My Kurama is so goo-od to me…worrying about me when his virginity is at stake here…”
This is an invisible line.
A hand thrust out of a shallow darkness. It was thin, and grasped a cup of a deep, dark black liquid. Visible behind the liquid was dark drapes, a black bed, and…A CENTERFOLD DOODLE OF KURAMA! The hand moved rigidly, tracing the doodle, and Karasu reveled in his doodles glory.
Karasu grumbled, and drank deeply from the glass. “Stupid hangovers…ugh…I don't even want to KNOW why I have `I love Lucy' shirt on. What did I do…?” He chuckled. Oh well, at least all the activities today were cancelled…I think Youda was fried…”
Karasu looked around him, and decided that sleep, would be the best thing to do. Well, at least until the other contestants burned themselves out of energy.
He nodded, and in an overly happy bout of excitement, grabbed a permanent maker. He wrote the words `I'm GAY' on the `I love Lucy' shirt, its blackness staining the bright pink fabric. Then he decided he should go show off his new shirt.
This is an invisible line.
Kurama was not a happy camper. Youda, the wretched demon, had awakened him at an ungodly hour because of stress, Kuronue had, moments ago, been saying something about his virginity—which he still had, thank you very much—and just recently, Yomi had torn down his door, attempting to strangle Kuronue.
Currently, he was on the bottom of two wrestling demons. And he wasn't happy. He struggled to get out of it, and managed to get Yomi ontop of him, and Kuronue half-way atop Yomi.
…And all at once, he screamed, frustrated, and slammed his head into the floor, determined that this was just a dream, that Yomi was currently not ontop of him, looking for all the world to take his virginity, and Kuronue was not pushing on Yomi and that Hiei and Karasu were not at the door—
Oh god. Who were where?
Hiei whistled. “Ooh, kinky. Who knew you liked so many at once, fox? And, my, my…I would have thought Yomi be top, not Kuronue. Guess it shows you learn something new every day…” He walked off, mumbling.
Kurama tried with all his might to get out of this situation before Karasu exploded… He told Kuronue to get off, because they were crushing him, and Kuronue just pushed harder. Yomi, who realized what was going on, slammed the heel of his foot up Kuronue's crotch.
Karasu drooled. And them realized that he wasn't the one currently on Kurama. He ripped that bat away, growling. And turned his head to gasp in shock when the bat ran off crying, screaming something about how they would never have babies now. Karasu, shrugging, went off to go stare at his centerfold again.
Yomi flushed. Then he gently placed a kiss on Kurama's brow, and got out of the fox's room, attempting to refit the door in its original place. He left Kurama staring with glassy eyes at the door, crammed into the space.
This is an invisible line.
And the chapter's done! Hope you all enjoyed it!