Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Night Shaded Dream ❯ Night Shaded Dream Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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My Dear, Blessed, Heavenly Readers,

Hello everyone! Upon the first day of this story's posting, I had received several e-mails and am pleased to notice that people are enjoying my fanfic! Words truly cannot express the ecstasy I experience when I read good reviews, and letters. I'm am truly grateful to all of those who have E-mailed me! *Giggles happily* If you have any suggestions as to how I can make this story better, please let me know and if I like your ideas I will make some changes. Please enjoy chapter 2!

Lady Hiten, the Night Fox

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PS: I have no earthly idea how long ago Kuronue died. I'm simply going to make up a time.

Chapter 2:

Kurama woke when his alarm clock began to sound off. He glared tiredly at it, then got up and shut it off.

"Good morning," Hiei said from next to him.

"Is it really that good?" Kurama muttered in response.

"Yes it is. So," Hiei sat up and looked at Kurama, "did you sleep well after last night?"

"Yes, I did." Kurama sighed. "I'm sorry for falling asleep," he added when he spotted the tea and cookies.

"No, I'm glad that you did. It shows that you are feeling better." Hiei smiled-well, close to it anyway.

"Yeah." Kurama stretched and yawned. "Youkai or not, this `school' routine is way to stressful. I'm so glad I don't have to go today."

"Well, then why don't you drop out? Humans do it all the time," Hiei said as he leaned his head on his wrist.

"No, that would disappoint kaasan." Kurama stood from the bed and grabbed some clothes from the chiffonnier. "Gonna take a shower," he muttered somnolently.

Hiei starred after him as he left the room. I'd better attempt to make some breakfast.

Hiei walked into the kitchen gingerly and looked around, fearful that some strange ningen object was going to leap out from a concealed lair and attack him. He walked over to the refrigerator and searched for microwavable food, fearful of the outcome of home cooking. He found in the freezer some `Eggo Waffles'. After reading the directions on the box, he slowly unwrapped the packages and slipped the yellow circles into the toaster. Then he waited…He was at a loss.

"Why are you not working?" he asked the inanimate object. It seemed to stare at him with its beady toaster-like eyes. "What am I supposed to do now?" he asked to no one in particular.

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Kurama starred at the wall as he felt the cool water drizzle over him. It was a very comforting feeling. He used his best shampoo to clean his damp hair that was clinging to his back. Once he had rinsed his hair thoroughly, his thoughts returned to his dream. A sudden chill ran through him, causing a shiver through his thin frame.

"Don't let it get to you," he said aloud to himself. "That was a long time ago."

Once he had calmed down, he smelled something. Something was…burning.

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Hiei decided that he had been nice enough to the steel piece of god-forsaken rubbish. It was time to turn to his own preference of discipline.

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Quickly wrapping a green bathrobe over his unclad frame, Kurama dashed out of the washroom.

Upon entering the threshold of the kitchen, he was stunned to see a most peculiar sight.

Hiei was kneeling on the counter, with smoke billowing all around him. The toaster -the source of the smoke- was being stuck repeatedly by the dull side of Hiei's katana. Hiei was screaming great obscenities to the machine when he became aware of the youko's prescence.

"Help me! The damn ningen machine has taken our waffles hostage!!" Hiei said to him and rapped on the toaster again. He stilled and looked Kurama questioningly. "What?"

"Nothing. It's simply that this is a peculiar sight to behold," Kurama said whilst sweat-dropping. He took notice of a syrup bottle lying on the counter, forgotten. "So your objectives for the waffles was syrup, am I correct?" Kurama asked as he inspected the bottle.

"That and hopes that you would buy me sweet snow later," Hiei answered. He blushed and added, "Actually, I wanted to do something nice for you."

"Your sweet tooth has gotten the better of you. And I assume that this has nothing to do with your syrup restriction?"

"Just because was downing it with a glass of milk doesn't mean you get to limit my sweets intake!" Hiei said and folded his arms across his chest.

"It does when you down a whole bottle-"

"It was good."

"THREE TIMES IN A ROW."

"It was REALLY good," Hiei said defensively.

Kurama raised an eyebrow. After using salad spoons to take the flaming waffles out of the combusting scrap of metal, Kurama asked him, "Would you like me to teach you how to cook?"

Hiei glared at the fox and sharply nodded his head, yes.

Kurama smiled warmly at him. "Good. Take two waffles and put them in your hand." Hiei did. Then Kurama took Hiei's hand in his own and moved it in the appropriate manner. "Firstly, you put the waffles in like this…"

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After being taught about the microwave, stove, and toaster, Hiei decided that he would make the two of them lunch.

"Are you sure?" Kurama asked.

"Yes," Hiei said and nodded vigorously.

"Okay then." Kurama sighed. "There is a box of instant noodles in the cupboard. You can make those, I guess."

"Hn," Hiei said and went over to the stove.

"I'm going to lay down for a while," Kurama said and stepped towards the kitchen door.

"Hn."

***

Kurama fell heavily onto the living room couch and sighed. He hoped that Hiei would be able to handle cooking from now on. Given his hectic life, he simply had no time, while juggling school, homework, work and his family.

Feeling oddly drowsy, Kurama rested his head on the couch pillow and slept.

***

"Feh! Instant noodles? What a misleading name," Hiei muttered as he read the instructions. He easily dumped the contents into a pan and proceeded to follow the instructions perfectly. He scanned the kitchen, searching for a meal to prepare worthy of his skill. His eyes lit up when he saw the perfect dish. It was one that Kurama adored, and would take time to prepare.

"This is it!" he said and eagerly read the instructions.

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Kurama woke at 3:39pm to the sweet smell of roasted pecans and brown sugar. `Wait…brown sugar? Pecans?' Kurama thought bewilderedly. He sniffed the air to confirm his doubts. `That's such a sweet scent…What is Hiei cooking?'

Kurama rose and walked slowly into the kitchen.

Hiei was working hastily and prudently on a food that smelled delicious.

"What are you making?" Kurama asked sleepily.

Hiei jumped and nearly dropped the knife he was holding. "For Enma's sake Kurama! Don't weasel up on me like that!"

"I didn't weasel, you're just preoccupied," Kurama said matter-of-factly. "What are you making?"

"A surprise! Now go away!" Hiei said and bent over his concoction. "I'm saving it for later tonight."

"Tonight?" Kurama asked and looked him in the eyes (two of them anyway). "What happens tonight?"

Hiei blushed slightly and gave a hurried answer. "I thought you could use some leisure time so I made us a `picnic lunch'."

"That's very thoughtful of you, Hiei," Kurama said and smiled at the youkai.

"Go back to sleep." I'll wake you when we leave. It will be a late night outing," Hiei said and ushered Kurama towards the door.

"I'm going to visit my kaasan, Hiei," Kurama called through the door.

"Fine," Hiei answered back. "Be back by 7:30."

"Yes, mommy," Kurama said sarcastically.

"Shut up," Hiei huffed, causing Kurama to grin.

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Kurama walked down the path to his mother's front door. He knocked, and heard footsteps hurry to the door. When it opened, he received a warm welcome from Shuiichi, his stepbrother.

"Shuiichi!" Shuiichi said [1] and hugged his stepbrother tightly around the middle. "How have you been? I missed you!"

Kurama smiled and returned his younger sibling's embrace. "I've been well. I'm flattered that you've missed me, but it has only been a week since our last visit."

"Yeah, I know. Kaasan and otosan miss you," Shuiichi said. "How come you moved out?"

"I have my reasons," Kurama said, sadly.

"What reasons?" Shuiichi asked curiously.

"Private ones," Kurama said and offered a reassuring smile.

Shuiichi gave him a questioning look, and once he realized that he wasn't going to get an elaboration the matter, he sighed. "Fine. I won't press the matter. You wouldn't tell me anyway, would you?"

"No, I'm afraid not," Kurama said. He broke the embrace and stepped into the living room.

"Kaasan?" he called.

Immediately a black haired woman threw herself onto him and pulled him into an embrace so tight that he found it difficult to breathe. "Shuiichi-kun!!" she cried and squeezed him tighter.

"Kaasan…Can't…Breath!!" Kurama said as his face turned a slight shade of purple.

"Oh!" she exclaimed and released him. "I'm sorry, Shuiichi-kun but I'm just so glad to see you!"

A moment later Hatakana Kazuya walked in. He smiled and shook his stepson's hand. "Shuiichi, my boy, it's good to see you. You seldom visit nowadays."

"I apologize. I have been very busy this week," Kurama said and returned the smile.

"Will you be staying for dinner?"

"No, I'm afraid not. I will leave here no later than seven." Kurama said.

"That's a shame. Sit! I'll make some tea," Hatakana said and slipped into the kitchen.

"So," Shiori said and sat next to Kurama on a couch, "What have you been up to?"

"Work and school, mostly," Kurama said. It was mostly true; he had two jobs as a Rekai Tantei and a cashier at a diamond store.

"Boy, you have a boring life!" Shuiichi exclaimed.

"Shuiichi!" Shiori said in warning. "Don't be rude to your onii-san!"

"Gomen nasai," Shuiichi said sheepishly. "But you've got to admit, that's dull."

Kurama laughed as his mother shot a glare at his younger brother. "You're right, Shuiichi, but I wouldn't have it any other way."

Shiori smiled at him warmly.

"I've got the tea," Hatakana said as he walked in. He sat in his armchair and they proceeded to talk about recent events.

***

After nearly three hours of visiting, Kurama noticed the clack; it was 7:15.

"I'm afraid I have to take my leave," he said.

Shuiichi groaned and slumped against the back of the couch.

Shiori's shoulders drooped slightly as she sighed. "Well, I can't that it was your longest visit, but it certainly was enjoyable."

"You know you're always welcome to stay with us for a few days," Hatakana offered.

"I know, but I couldn't," Kurama said, with a tinge of sadness in his voice.

"Aaw!! How come?" Shuiichi nagged.

"Complications in life," Kurama said and patted his pouting brother on top of his head. "Some time, I may stay with you."

Shiori hugged him as he stepped towards the door. "Visit us again soon, sweetie."

"I'll try to," he said and hugged her. "Ja ne!" he said brightly and stepped out of the door.

"See you later!" Shuiichi called.

After waving, his father closed the door.

Kurama smiled and walked down the street towards his house.

***

After walking back to his house (it took an hour, by the way) he opened the door and was greeted by a disgruntled Hiei.

Glancing at him curiously, Kurama asked, "What'd I do?"

"You my friend," Hiei said and his glare deepened, "are late."

"Really?" Kurama asked in amusement. "How late?"

"One minute, thirty five seconds, and twenty nine milliseconds," Hiei said. "Explain,"

"I decided to tie my shoe so that my shoelaces wouldn't trip me," Kurama said and put his hands on his hips. "Do you have a problem with that?"

"Yes," Hiei said. He held up a basket and nodded to the door. "You're "family hour" is cutting into our quality time together. Now let's go."

He grabbed Kurama's jacket sleeve and pulled him towards the door.

***

The two walked in to the park and found a tree to settle under. Hiei opened the basket -while cursing it for being a ningen made device- and pulled out a bowl of rice.

Kurama sniffed it and tasted a grain of the rice.

"It's not poisoned!" Hiei said. "You don't have to act as though it will explode!"

"Like my toaster?" Kurama asked and smirked.

Hiei glared at him. "It didn't exactly explode…"

"No, I guess you're right," Kurama said and pulled Hiei into a hug. He then embraced his fears and took a bite of the noodles -which were actually good. "Well…" he said.

Hiei looked up at him anxiously. "Well?"

Kurama stared at him. "Not bad fox boxed food."

Hiei snorted. "Box food that lies." He then began to mimic ads on boxes. "Instant noodles is a VERY misleading name. It took me twenty minutes to cook the damn things! What about cereal boxes? "Excellent source of calcium…with milk added. ANYTHING would be a great source of calcium with milk!! [2]"

Kurama started to laugh -loudly. After a moment, Hiei joined him.

Then, abruptly, a white, and cloudy, mist poured from the nearby lake and covered the ground two feet up.

"Kurama, do you feel that?" Hiei asked.

"Hai," Kurama said in disbelief. He felt a strong you-ki; one that he hadn't felt in nearly twenty years.

The silhouette of a demon rose from the mist and walked tediously towards them.

"It's been a while, Kurama," the demon said. He had long black hair that was tied in a high ponytail, with a visor on his face. He wore a black leather shirt with straps on his arms and a white kilt over his black pants. The demon stretched out his long, leathery, black, wings as he neared them.

"Kuronue!"

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FINALLY!!! I am SO sorry for taking so long! I kept getting stuck. I got stuck again which is why I didn't write anymore on this chapter. Don't expect chapter 3 anytime soon, I'm afraid. From now on, there will be NO HUMOR in this fic. I only added what I did because I was begged by several people to "make it funny!!". It was not intended to be funny. I am not happy with the fact that it is funny. I'm smiling and laughing at it, but I am not happy. Witness the not happiness. Anyway, I hope you will review. Thank you.

Resumes sining:: Prince Ali! Fabulous he! Ali Ababwa. Genuflect, show some respect,

Down on one knee. (Contyinues sining Disney songs throughout the night)

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[1] I love writing that line. :D "Shuiichi!" Shuiichi said to Shuiichi. *snicker*

[2] No, unfortunately I did NOT make that line up. It is one o my favorite quotes from the black box letter hingies that the Adult Swim dudes write. Give all credit to them, cuz they are cool. I am not. Thank you.