Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Thinking Of You ❯ Shopping Spree ( Chapter 9 )

Thinking of You

My head hurt. I woke up with a headache. My hand went to my forehead. I was exhausted, perfectly understandable considering. I opened a hesitant eye. I half expected you to be gone in the morning. I opened both of my eyes to make sure I was seeing what I saw. You were wrapped tightly around me. Your arms encircled my bare waist, and your head rested on mine. Your legs were entangled in mine. I sighed in relief. I looked up at your beautiful face. You looked so happy, and peaceful. I smiled slightly. You groaned and shifted in your sleep. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling of being next to you. You yawned and lifted your arms above your head. I opened my eyes and gazed lovingly at you. You looked at me sleepily. You bent down and licked my face. I shut an eye.

"Morning koibito," you purred in my ear. I licked you face. You laughed wholeheartedly. I sighed softly and returned to snuggling against your warm body. You returned to hugging me lightly.

"Ne, itoshii, don't you think we should have some breakfast?" you asked me lightly a few moments later. I didn't respond. "Itoshii?"

"What?" I asked crankily. "I'm comfy. Wake me in an hour."

With that profound statement I closed my eyes and snuggled closer to your body. You laughed again. I ignored you. You moved. I grabbed hold of your waist, not letting go. You uncovered yourself and edged to the edge of the bed, towing me with you. You stepped out of the bed and onto the floor. I found myself stretched out, and cold.

"I asked what you wanted for breakfast koibito," you said somewhat seriously. It really didn't work since you were smiling. "I need to take you shopping."

At the last word I let go of your waist, moved to the opposite side of the bed, and hid under the covers. I wasn't coming out unless my life depended on it. You laughed again. I shivered. Shopping. The one thing I hate most about this backward world.

"I can't take you to lunch for a formal meeting with my mother in that outfit you always wear. It would seem as if I were taking you to a funeral, not a meeting with the other person that matters most in my life," you said. I didn't come out. You walked over and pulled the covers off my head. You looked at me with those dreaded puppy eyes. I caved.

"Fine," I muttered. You grew the second biggest smile I had seen on your face. It was second only to the one I had seen last night, the one that ended up with me tangled in your arms and fighting to breath. I shook my head, couldn't think of that now. Had to eat something. My stomach agreed and growled at me.

"Breakfast?" you ask. I nod my head. You go over to a dresser and pull out two pairs of shorts. "Put these on."

I mumble something under my breath, but do as you say. The damned shorts have fucking bunnies on them! My arm starts smoking. You sniff the air. Then you look at me. You give me a `don't you even dare' look before moving out of the bedroom. I follow you mumbling something about `no respect' and `the nerve'. You turn your head and smile at me.

"Let me guess," I say as you start boiling some water. "This isn't going to be a quick stop."

"I'm afraid not Hiei," you reply. "Not only do you need an outfit for meeting my mother today, but you need many for when you stay at our apartment. When you're in the Ningenkai."

I lift a suspicious eyebrow. "Our apartment?"

"Yeah," you reply. You turn and run your fingers through my hair. I lean into the touch. You gingerly pull back and pour some rice into the now boiling water. I just watch patiently. You turn back later and hand me a bowl of white rice. I eat it quickly, wanting to get this `shopping' experience over and done with. You look at me quizzically.

"Do you know where your clothes are?"

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Twenty minutes, fourteen swears, and a bruised knee later, I was dressed and ready to go, as were you. Of course you looked stunning, but entirely impractical. I on the other hand, was wearing what I always did. Black cape, black boots, pants, and a classic white scarf. You looked at me disdainfully.

"We are going to fix your total lack of style today," you chirped happily. I glared at you. You smile and lead me out of the door. As we walked out of your… our… door we ran into your neighbor, who was going in his door.

"Hello Shuiichi," he said lightly. I looked at him funny. "So this is the love of your life, eh?"

He pointed at me. You threw your arm around my waist and gave me a peck on the cheek. I blushed intensely. This shouldn't be happening.

"Roger, this is Hiei. Hiei this is Roger," you introduced. I looked at this `Roger' suspiciously. He laughed in my face.

"Suspicious little bugger isn't he?" Roger asked you. I growled defensively.

"Roger is from England Hiei. They don't mind things like our relationship there." You whispered in my ear. To him you said, "He has every right to be."

"Whatcha up to on this fine morning?" Roger asked.

"Shopping," you replied. Roger and I both cringed. "It's not that bad you two. We need to get Hiei a more colorful, modern… well, a more anything wardrobe."

"I feel for ya," Roger whispered in my ear. "And he shops like a madman. Actually, come to think of it, he shops like my wife."

You punched Roger on the shoulder. Roger laughed, waved `goodbye' and went into his apartment. I shrugged. Now to get this over with. I took a deep breath and followed you into the elevator. I followed you to your car. I got in. We drove until we reached the dreaded `MALL'. I shuddered. This place could break my spirits, and freak me out at the same time. Hundreds, no, thousands of Ningens in one place, and me. Me not being able to torch them, not being able to hurt them in any way, I couldn't even look at them in a threatening manner. It was a horrid test of my self control. One which you loved to impose on me. You remind me of Yusuke's woman `Keiko' when you shop. She drags Yusuke with her, and you drag me. She goes into every store and wanders aimlessly for twenty minutes, you do the same. She buys a half a ton of stuff, and you do the same. Both of you cart your extra stuff onto your prisoners, turning us into pack mules.

"Here we are," you tell me needlessly. I shudder again. I hate this place. You unbuckle and get out of the car. I stay where I am. You walk around the front of the car and open my door. You scowl and I scowl right back at you. You reach in, and after a five minute struggle, unbuckle me. You then pull me out of the car. You shut and lock the door behind you. "You're going shopping whether you like it or not."

I grunt. "Hn."

You smile, wrap your arm around my waist, and we head towards the mall. You let go as we approach the doors. You literally pull me in. All of the Ningens are busy doing their own things. You pull me out of this particular store, claiming we'll be back later. We walk down the crowded path. I shudder. A Ningen heading in the other direction bumps into me.

"Watch where you're walking you stupid Ningen!" I burst. You clamp your hand on my mouth and pull me into the nearest store. I look about me. I feel like I've been sucked into a time warp and spat back out in the 60's. Tie dye and such assaults my eyes as incense fills my nose. I cough. You glance at me and then pull me out.

"I don't think that's for you," you say. We keep walking. I'm already bored. I stare off into space as we walk along. We take a left into the other lane of `traffic' and into a different store. Modern music fills my ears. I flinch. This looks like a store out of those `fashionable' magazines you read. Most people in here look like the people from the photos. I look at you and shake my head `no'. You sigh and pull me out. We pass a store that catches my attention. It had heavy metal music blaring, and my kind of clothes hanging all over the place. You flinch and tell me we'll stop there at the end of our shopping spree. I wrinkle my nose. You laugh and pull me into a bland JC Penny. `We' shop around until you find a nice outfit that I'll wear to lunch, and another outfit that you say `I just have to wear!' You drag me into the dressing room and tell me to try on the nice outfit. I meander into the first stall thing. I hang the clothes on a hook and begin to change.

"We don't have all day Hiei!" you tell me. I snort and come out of the stall. I'm wearing a pair of flair black jeans, and a green turtleneck. It itches. "You look perfect. Try the other one on."

I sigh and head to the stall again. This time I changed into the other outfit, leaving the first crumpled on the floor. I look in the mirror. Baggy blue jeans, a skin tight black t-shirt and I still looked pretty bad-ass. I might even venture to say I looked `good'. Scary thought. I stepped out. You looked up at me. Something twinkled in your eyes. I backed up to the door of the stall. You laugh.

"Do you like it?" you asked. I nod. "Good. You now have a nice outfit and one grungy one. We'll buy these two and then venture forth to a different store. We don't have all day. Change into your original clothes and hang these back up."

I went back into the stall. Great. More shops after this. I had hoped this would be the only one. I curse silently to myself. I hang the clothes back up and meander out. You hold out your arm and claim my garments. We go to the register and pay for the clothing. We walk out.

"I want to take you to one more of my stores, and then we'll go to the ones you want to go to," you tell me. I'm already carrying one bag. I nod in agreement. We walk into a fashionable store. Ten minutes later I have two more bags, filled with jeans I had picked out myself. I smiled happily. Only three bags, not bad. We head back to where we had started. I pull you into the store I had found interesting. I blinked amazedly at what I saw inside.

"My people…" I muttered. You giggled. I looked at the torn t-shirts, the insulting t-shirts, the band shirts, and the pinned pants. I loved it all. I found several shirts I wanted: `Which one of my personalities offends you', `I have determined my sole purpose in life is to be a bad example', `Wearing black till they find something darker', a skull and cross bone shirt and such. You bought them all for me. I even bought the spiked bracelets and choker that fit the whole persona I was creating.

"You are getting to be as bad as me," you tell me as we left the store. I now held five bags. Five heavy bags. We wander into the store we entered in through after making a quick pit stop for dip-n-dots, a box of Cinnabon, and a detour to a store you wanted to go into. Now not only did I have five heavy bags, but I was juggling dip-n-dots. You were holding the bag the Cinnabon was in, and a small bag containing a shirt and pair of pants. You had decided that since I was getting a new outfit or eight, you were getting one too. We got into the store and you lead me into the underwear department. I blushed. You snagged seven pairs of black boxers, and one pair that was blue and had a rose on the side. I snorted.

We finally made it out of the `MALL'. I heaved a relieved smile. You flashed me a blinding smile. I gave you one in return.

"You really should smile more often Hiei," you tell me as we unload our things into the trunk of the car and then climb in our selves (not into the trunk). "It makes you look all the more beautiful."

I blushed intensely. You cup my face in your hand and turn my face to yours. I lean in when you do. Our lips meet in a chaste, but meaningful kiss.

"We'd better hurry," you purred, turning on the car. I began to fiddle with the radio stations. "We're meeting mother at noon and it's already 10:40."

"We still have and hour and twenty minutes fox," I tell you. You turn and blink at me. Clearly you are stunned. I lift an eyebrow.

"We still have to take a shower," you say. I lift the eyebrow higher. "Together…"

I let it stay at that. Stupid hentai fox.