Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Under the Floridian Sun ❯ Beach ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter Five

Beach

Me: Kurama?

Kurama: Yes?

Me: Do the disclaimer. NOW.

Hiei: ~walks in wearing pink wig~ Hn. I'm here. Happy? Good. I'll just go now…

Me: Hold up. What the hell happened to your hair?!

Kurama: ~giggle~

Hiei: ~blushes~ Shut up. YYH doesn't belong to Cara. Got that?!

Kurama: On with the story~ pokes wig; wig falls off; Hiei is bald~

Kurama & me: OH MY GOD. ~Tee hee~

It was decided. You would take the place of Yusuke in the concert. You would play the game. `Dream on, sucker' you thought, looking at Yusuke, who was suffocating in his cocoon.

So you and everyone else (except for sleeping beauty) went outside. Of course there were fans, but you quickly called security, which took care of it.

You and the band end up having a fenced off area to yourselves. Haha!

Hiei takes out a towel, flattens it on the ground and lays down, sun tanning. It's all the fans can do not to break through the fence and poke his chest. Yeah, that seems to be a new thing. Poke a Hiei when you see one.

Kurama lies right next to Hiei, and does the same thing; only he puts on suntan lotion and puts up a small umbrella.

You go running into the water, little water droplets splashing everywhere. But it's lonely. You know you can always go back to the room and throw Yusuke in the pool, but he might die.

Life sucks.

You go up to Hiei and poke his chest. Boy, his six-pack is HARD! Hiei twitches in his sleep, but makes no move to kill you.

You get back in the water and take a bucket. You go running up behind Hiei and dump it on him. His mouth is open, and now it looks like an overflowing sink. He spits all the water out, along with a tiny fish. It wriggles on the sand and dies.

You make a little grave and mourn. Then you get up and get the bucket again. You dump it on Kurama. He wakes up and runs after you.

Both in the water, you have a splash fight. For a minute, he freezes, in a praying position. You take the moment to splash him, but he hardly notices. Suddenly, you feel something wrap around your legs.

Seaweed. He's manipulating it.

It holds you in place while he gets you in the face with a huge splash. "Hey, hey relax! I'm just a person!!" you cry. He laughs.

The seaweed releases you. Thank god.

"________________, never underestimate a kitsune" he says.

"Yeah, I won't. Oh my God, is that a fire?" you ask, pointing behind him, trying to throw him off.

He does an anime sweat drop. "Come on, I'm not gonna fall for that" he says, shaking his head.

"Yeah, you're right. It's only a doorknob," you say. He spins around. "Doorknob?! Where?! Tell me woman!!!!"

You stick your hands into the water, ready to spray him when he turns back around. "Never turn your back on an opponent" you say. He freezes.

"Oh,_______________," he says slowly, still not turning around, knowing what was coming.

"Heh" you say, and splash him. Resuming your fight, you see something off on the beach. It's a burning garbage can. Some stupid teen must've done that. You ask Kurama to stop, and go onto the beach. He's still swimming around.

You call security, which puts out the fire. Sparks fly everywhere, but it goes out. Good.

You lay down in Kurama's spot on the blanket. Hiei is still mad at life and ignoring everyone. You smell burning hair, for some reason.

You try and ignore it, but it gets worse. It's coming from…Hiei. You go over and take a look. His hair…

IS ON FIRE!!!!!!!!!!

A spark must've caught on from the garbage! The biggest spike of his hair is going up.

"Hiei!!" you cry, shoving him. He clicks his mouth a few times, but doesn't wake up. Kurama isn't paying attention; he's practicing his breaststroke in case the fans attack again.

You roll Hiei off the blanket. He wakes up. "Dammit woman, what's wrong?!" he asks angrily, before seeing his hair.

He screams and runs around in circles. The hair ignites. Literally. It's just `poof', and his whole head's on fire. Now his hair is a ball of flames, not just looking like one.

Kurama stays in the water, perhaps to keep his hair safe. Good idea. Because you know, if anything happened to Kurama's hair, the world would stop turning.

Hiei's still screaming. He runs toward the water, does a leap, flies through the air, and land upside down in Kurama's arms, who dunks his head under. Dunk, dunk, dunk…

Later…

Hiei was so angry it wasn't even funny. His hair was badly burned. Basically, he was bald (Me: So that's what happened! Hiei: Shut up). You had to buy him a wig.

There was only one that was his head size. It was pink and had a ponytail. And it itched.

"Well, that's what you get for ignoring me" you say, as you walk toward the beach. Hiei is about to say something to you, when he falls over face flat in the sand. You and Kurama stop. "What now?" you ask in unison.

Hiei doesn't move. Kurama laughs. You look at him. "What?" you ask. Kurama points at Hiei's back. "Look" he says.

You look, and start laughing. Hiei is bright red, just like Kurama's roses. Sunburn. "Help…me…dammit!" he gets out. Every time he makes a move, you hear his skin crack. Ha.

You and Kurama each take a shoulder and pick him up. Hiei has a look of pain. He looks like he just told someone he was gay (Me: Tee hee). That's how bad it was. You drag him back to the room.

Yusuke has acquired a new position on the bed. Now he looks like Dracula, with the blanket over his nose and down. Kurama takes Hiei and flings him up. You hear the `cracking' again.

"AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screams Hiei. He rolls over. More cracking. To blast out the noise, you pop a CD into your radio and listen to `Nightmare', one of Kurama's songs he sung in a previous concert. No mistakes. It was very good.

Kurama, who was applying Aloe Vera to the screaming Hiei, looks up when he hears the song, and sends you one of those nice little smiles. ^_^

Hiei looks hilarious. With his wig and pinkness, he reminds you of a mole rat. Well, maybe he'll pay attention to you. The aloe sinks in, and he screams even more. You know how he feels. Sticky.

"Tee hee MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!" Yusuke laughs in his sleep. You sigh.

Yep. This was the perfect band.

You named it "Oddity" for a reason.

TBC…

Me: Didja like it?

Hiei: It sucks.

Kurama: Look who's talking.

Hiei: Grr…