Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Kiyaku: Closed Windows ❯ Stalker on the Loose ( Chapter 6 )

This is the continuation of Kiyaku: Broken Promise. This story starts a year after the first one with Kurama and Hiei in college. And a little problem develops that may break the two lovers up. Inspired by Hikari Nanase's story “Let's Fly as the Birds Do.”

Kiyaku: Breaking a promise. I couldn't find the translation for `broken promise' and that's the closest I got to. Hope you like!

Warning: Yaoi through and through. Don't like it? Don't read it!

Disclaimer: Do I have to say? Geez!

Kiyaku: Closed Windows

Chapter 6: Stalker on the Loose!

Kurama and Hiei had to clean yet another spill of “gifts” when they opened their lockers. It had been nearly a week since it started and it got worse by the day. After their almost eviction with Hiroshima they kept everything in lock and key. They didn't want anything to happen while they were away and set up a plan to get to their classes quicker without anyone trying to get at them. But mostly they didn't go to classes; through they got their assignments from Yukina and Keiko whenever the girls managed to wrestle them away from the teachers. Over all they endured what came to them as best as they could.

Out of the two it became worse for Kurama, since his crisis with speed (See 1st story; “Kiyaku: Broken Promise.”) he had taken up photography as a pastime and had gotten very good at it; he even started and ran a photography club. It all changed at their next meeting and the rest of the club officers kicked him out as President. He had returned to Hiei in a fit of tears, and had to persuade Hiei afterward to not beat the living crap out of them.

The day after the photo incident wasn't that great either. The day after the posters and flyers revealing their secrets were put out, Koaru went on the prowl again. Hiei did all he could to avoid his one girl fan club, but it seemed the devilish girl knew all his routes to his classes and his escape routes to his apartment. More then once did Kuwabara, Yusuke, and Kurama have to rescue the raven haired boy from the crazed girl. Kurama knew that if this kept up, Mount. St. Helen would look like a landslide to Hiei's temper.

“Hiei, you must calm down,” he said one day in their apartment. They had just gotten Hiei out of another glop attempt from Koaru and Hiei was sulking about it in the living room while Kurama was making dinner. “She'll get over it.”

“That's what you said last time,” grumbled Hiei as he sat on the couch with his arms folded and his feet propped on the coffee table. “And the time before that and the time before that. Kurama, this has been going on for a year.”

“I know, Hiei, and she'll get over it eventually. Most crushes go on for years. And get your feet off the table.”

Hiei grumbled but did as his boyfriend said. Kurama was a cleaning freak, especially when it came to hard surfaces. He kept complaining about how hard it was to get the scuffs and scrapes from the wooden coffee table, and told Hiei more then once to keep his feet down. Hiei never did it to annoy him, it was just the way the raven haired boy was.

As they ate their oden Hiei prayed that the crazed girl would leave him alone. He would just love one day alone with his Red, and each day he prayed for that one thing, but whichever god that was looking down at him held a terrible joke for them, but Hiei never gave up trying. He hoped the next day was different.

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“And it didn't?”

 

“Right. She was there as always.”

 

“And that got you mad?”

 

“If you haven't guessed that yet, then you must be a blind pretending to be nearsighted.”

 

“Actually, I'm farsighted, but that's beside the point. Please continue.”

 

“Sure.”

 

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The next day Hiei and Kurama walked into the campus grounds, ready for another day of ridicule and jests. They went to their lockers and got the usual “gifts” from their “cherished” classmates. This time it was bras and panties with lacey frills on the edge and flowery designs. Keiko picked one up after they spilled on the floor.

“Victoria Secret,” she said. “They like what they're doing they used good money for it.”

“This one still has the price tag,” said Yusuke and looked at the sale's price. “Fifty-two dollars. We could hack this.”

“Do whatever you want with it,” said Hiei cleaning up the mess. “Just get it out of my face.”

Yusuke shrugged, found an empty grocery bag, and started packing the undergarments he grabbed, knowing that the others would throw them away. Keiko made a note to make sure he actually pawned off the garments and not give them to any of the girls as a Christmas or birthday joke.

They reached their classes and steadied themselves for another, as Yusuke would put it, day of hell. The teacher told Kurama to quit speaking when he hadn't uttered a word all period and Hiei's teacher made his stay outside for the rest of the lecture because he was being “too fidgety.” Hiei almost threw his chair at the teacher for something as stupid as looking for a pen in his backpack. He spent the rest of the class time in the hallway outside of the door, plotting his revenge on his teacher and hoping Kurama wasn't having as bad a day as he was.

At lunch that day they picked their food up from Yusuke and Kuwabara and headed to their new eating spot, the roof. As per usual, Yusuke and Kuwabara were trading lunches, Keiko and Yukina stopped fights between them, Kurama ate his lunch quietly and Hiei sat on the top of the stair's entrance, eating his lunch and occasionally dropping crumbs on Yusuke just to annoy the heck out of him. They didn't know that in a few moments their perfect, quiet lunch would be shatter by a banshee like shrill.

“HHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIII-CCCCCHHHHHHAAAANNNN N!!!!!”

“K'so!” uttered Hiei and tried to make himself as invisible as possible. He wasn't so lucky. His thigh scrapped the edge of the roof and he fell only to land on Yusuke, Kuwabara and Kurama. Looking toward the door all four friends saw the object of their nightmare. Actually one saw the object of his nightmare, three just saw a major annoyance.

“Kaoru, go away,” growled Hiei getting off his friends and sitting beside Kurama. Said redhead placed an arm around his koibito's shoulders and glared at the girl as she approached them.

“But, Hiei-chan, I wanted to have lunch with you! I made you oyakodon! I even added kurikinton.” She held up a basket that smelled of eggs and chicken, and the kurikinton; a bad combination when around Hiei.

“Koaru, first of all, I don't like oyakodon. The last time I had that for lunch, I threw it up. Second, as much as the temptation sounds, I can't have kurikinton. The taste is too rich for me with all the sugar, and I'm allergic to chestnuts.”

“Oh,” said Koaru softly. “I'm sorry. I can make something else if you like.”

“What I'd like is for you to leave me the hell alone! I don't like, nor have I ever liked you! All I want is to have my lunch with my friends, not you fawning over me like a love-sick high school cheerleader! Leave me the hell alone!”

Koaru either didn't hear the words or she was too naïve to hear them proper because all she did was give a hue smile at the raven haired college student and said, “Okay! See you tomorrow, and I'll make something you like!” and left the roof without another word. Hiei's friends, on the other hand, watched the girl leave then turned toward Hiei, with a can of soda in his hand and about to drink it. He looked at them with a confused look.

“What?” he asked.

“Hiei, we know you don't like her much but did you have to be so harsh with her,” asked Kurama.

“People like that aren't very bright, Red,” said Hiei and took a sip of his soda. “You have to be tough with them to get them to understand.”

“But did you have to be that mean,” asked Keiko.

“Yes.”

“And why did you lie to her, onissan,” asked Yukina. Hiei looked up at with another confused look.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, last I remembered, you love oyakodon, at least when I make it, and you are not allergic to chestnuts.”

Hiei shrugged. “It was to get her away from me.”

“Hiei, that was brilliant,” said Yusuke. “Maybe I can do that the next time Keiko makes me her pot luck surprise.” And that earned him a whollop on the head by said girlfriend.

“See if I ever cook for you ever again, Yusuke Urameshi!” she yelled. And promptly tossed his food, which she did make for him, over the railing of the roof.

“No, Keiko!” Yusuke ran hopelessly to his food and watched it fall to the ground. “I wasn't finished eating that!”

As he continued to whine over the demise of his food, his friends laughed at it and promptly separated their lunches so their friend wouldn't starve.

TBC

Hello! Kori here with the preview of the next show! Next time, in a slow but thoughtful attempt to raise enough money for the Sorichuudo twins mother's operation, the gang decised to raise funds for the operation, but tragedy strike in one of the gangs weakest members in the attempt. How will the gang handle this? Stay tune for the next episode of Yu Yu Hakusho, Kiyaku: Closed Windows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

-Chicken and egg rice bowl= sometimes served as a lunch or dinner.

-Traditional Japanese New Years food. It's mashed potatoes and sweet yam with sweetened chestnuts.