HIEI'S HYPNOSIS @_@
Chapter 4: The Plot
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AN: You waited this long so stop debating, I'm back and finally I've written the newest chapter! I didn't forget about this story. Honest!
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It had been a few weeks after Hiei had gotten his revenge on them all. Kurama had been sitting at the desk in his room ever since he'd returned from school that day, trying to think up the perfect way to exact his revenge on the short fire demon. Of course, the first thing he thought of was to fight fire with fire, and hypnotize Hiei just like Hiei had hypnotized the rest of them...but just how to do this? Kurama was determined to think of something so clever that Hiei would never suspect a thing...a trap so devious that Hiei would easily fall into it, never knowing what hit him until it was too late! The possibilities of the humiliation Hiei would undoubtedly experience was enough to make Kurama cackle madly underneath the dim light of his desk lamp.
He jotted down some more quick notes in the notebook he had labeled "Ideas For Hiei Torture." Indeed it would seem as though he was letting his Youko take over for the time being, but Kurama felt that whatever Hiei got, he most certainly deserved it. The embarrassment that he had suffered when Hiei had gotten revenge for the time Yusuke had hypnotized him was nearly unbearable. Every night for the past two weeks, the same clip of Kurama, Yusuke, and Kuwabara streaking in Tokyo had played on every local news station over and over again. Kurama felt that he could never live it down--nearly all of his classmates had seen the footage by now, and they all seemed to love teasing him about it...of course who wouldn't? After all, they finally had something on him!
Kurama wrote down a few more ideas for Hiei Humiliation; he now had a list that had over a hundred ideas! And not only would it be Hiei who felt Kurama's wrath--Koenma, that little brat, he too would suffer the consequences of besmirching the kitsune as well! Kurama couldn't help but cackle some more.
"Suuichi!" His mother called from the next room. "What are you doing in there? It's after eleven and you have school in the morning!"
Kurama managed to stifle the smart remark that the Youko was about to make, and quickly closed the notebook. "Yes mother," he answered, and began to get ready for bed. Tomorrow he would make his dream of revenge a reality!
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Kurama stepped out the door of his house the very next morning, mentally preparing for another day of squealing, swooning young ladies and mapping out in his mind exactly how he would plan to escape them all. He had managed to avoid being cornered by them so far...hopefully he could just keep this up. *sigh* Sometimes it was just so hard being beautiful! Shifting his backpack to his right shoulder, he strode gracefully as ever down the sidewalk. By his calm demeanor, you never would have guessed that he was harboring a plot of revenge beneath his emerald eyes. Today was the day! Kurama almost cracked and snickered in spite of himself. He would go and see that Koenma later on that afternoon, after he got out of school for the day. Having Koenma on his side was of utmost importance and would no doubt be the key to getting what he desired: revenge, duh.
He was about a block away from his school when suddenly it happened. An ear-splitting screech pierced the morning air, the sound alone more terrifying than any demon Kurama had ever faced and he knew instantly what was to come...his eyes squeezed shut, he began to walk at an even quicker pace although he knew that his efforts were all quite futile. He counted down the seconds as the sound of high-heeled shoes slapping against the sidewalk behind him grew closer and closer, until...
WHAM!
"SHUICHI-KUN!!" A female voice shrieked into his poor ear, deafening him momentarily to any other sound. Two arms wrapped themselves around his neck and he felt a body land on his back as he struggled to breath, and almost lost his balance. "OHHHH MY PRECIOUS SHU-SHU I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!"
Kurama gasped for breath, wide-eyed, and desperately tried to pry her off of him. He was pretty sure that he didn't know this female, but then again he didn't know most of the ones who stalked him anyway. "Please..." he managed to choke out in the midst of being glomped to death. He feared that he wouldn't be able to hold the Youko back much longer if this kept up. After all he had been careless about holding him back during the past couple of days, what with all the plotting and careful planning he had been doing.
However she didn't seem to notice his desperate request for freedom and instead of letting him go, her hold grew tighter. "HUGGLE HUGGLE!" She sang, and covered the back of his head with kisses. This did not please Kurama at all--he had taken special care to brush his long, crimson hair the exact right way that morning and this insolent female was ruining his look!
"Please get off!" He told her again, putting more authority into his tone as his eyes narrowed dangerously. "I will not tolerate being suffocated."
This time she picked up on the darker tone in Kurama's voice, and finally released her death grip on him. "Awwww, Shuichi-kun you're no fun at allllllll," she whined in a pathetic child-like voice that nearly made Kurama sick to his stomach. "I just wanted to catch you before all the other girls did so I could ask you...WILL YOU BE MY BOYFRIEND SHUICHI?!" She screamed into his face before he even had time to react. Kurama jumped and cringed at the extremely high pitch of her voice. He backed away from her slowly, fearing that she may have triggered a fangirl ambush by shrieking his name. Kami, they must have heard her screaming in the Makai! He could just hear Hiei laughing at him...grr, Hiei! That no-good fire demon, he was going to get what was coming to him and no amount of screaming, swooning fangirls was going to stop it!
Instantly flared up in anger at the thought of Hiei and all the punishment he'd suffered due to his so-called "revenge" Kurama turned on his heel and immediately began stalking off to school, completely forgetting about--or perhaps simply ignoring--the rabid, confused fangirl who was still awaiting an answer from him. He would get through thistorturous day of school and then revenge would be HIS at last! ...Unfortunately the forgotten fangirl was not about to let this go.
"Shuuuuuiiiiiiiiiichiiiiiiiii!" She whined, using a nasally tone and running to catch up to him. Kurama's left eye began to twitch; something that now seemed to be a natural reflex in response to all rabid fangirl actions.
"Please leave me be," he told her sharply, not really caring whether or not he sounded rather cold. Honestly, they needed to learn to leave him alone! Some self-control was certainly in order for young women such as this one.
Said young woman suddenly threw her arms into the air and began to screech, "EEEEEK!! I can't, Shuichi, I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!"
Kurama opened his mouth and was about to tell her to be silent when he began to hear it...it was faint, but his delicate ears could pick it up quite easily. His eyes grew wide. It was as he feared...THEY were coming! He would know those horrifying banshee shrieks anywhere. 'Oh Kami help me,' he thought to himself as he began to panic. From which direction would they be coming? Left? Or right? He didn't have time to ponder, he now had only minimal time to escape. He needed to get away before they attacked, and fast! They were dangerous enough on their own, but in packs they were downright deadly.
Their cries were becoming even more clear to him now that they were coming closer. Battle cries, barely hinting at what they intended to do once they arrived at their destination--him. And then he heard them...
"AHHHHH-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-Yiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!"
Kurama wasn't going to wait around for the oncoming horde to catch up to him. Involuntarily letting out a gasp of terror, he took off running down the sidewalk faster than he knew he could, at a speed that would make Hiei proud...grr, Hiei! His anger at Hiei replaced his fear of the many sacks of raging hormones better known as "fangirls" who were no doubt hot on his tail by now, and gave him an extra boost of speed that propelled him the remainder of the way to school, where he could depend on the teachers to protect him from any offending females so long as he stayed indoors.
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The end of the day did not come fast enough for the vengeful kitsune. The last few minutes of his seventh period class were painfully long. It was as if time itself had slowed down simply to put a damper on his day; a kink in his plan to gain revenge. But nothing short of the Apocalypse was going to stop Kurama. When he set his mind to do something, nothing could change it. He squirmed restlessly in his seat, something that he usually wouldn't do, but he just couldn't help it. The anticipation was nearly killing him! He began to doodle absentmindedly, trying to remove his thoughts from the sluggish, unforgiving minute hand of the clock, drawing a being that suspiciously resembled a certain vertically challenged fire demon...who was tied to a chair with numerous sticks of dynamite attached to his limbs and wearing an expression of pure terror. A thought bubble above this individual's head contained the word "meep!" in bold letters. Kurama began to snicker softly at the sight, and only then did he realize that he had doodled all over the front of his math book.
Oops.
Finally, just when he felt that he could take no more of this, the bell rang and signalled the end of the day. About a nanosecond after the wail of the bell pierced the air, Kurama was on his feet and shoving his schoolwork carelessly into his backpack. After all, such things were of no importance to him right now. He had to get out of there and fast, for two reasons: 1) The teachers could no longer provide him protection against rabid fangirls, and 2) He had to go see Koenma! His dream of revenge about to be realized, Kurama felt a devious smirk tug at the corner of his mouth as he sprinted out of the classroom, ignoring his teacher's pleas for him to slow down and the shrieking of his insane female fans. His legs carried him quickly yet gracefully down the hall, avoiding contact with any other students and managing to slide out the front door without running into any of them. He was free! Free at last! Kurama practically flew down the steps and continued running on down the sidewalk. He could hear Yusuke and Kuwabara yelling for him to wait, but no! Kurama had no time for idle banter, he was on a mission dammit!
As he hurried along, Kurama noted to himself that he had done an outstanding job avoiding all of the fangirls thus far. Usually they managed to sneak up on him somehow, but since he'd made it out of the school in record time he doubted any of them had even seen him leave. He had not forgotten The Notebook that morning, either...no way in the Makai he could leave that behind! It was chock full of new ideas for hypnosis and ways to get even with Hiei...way better than those pathetic ideas the said demon had come up with and used on him and the rest of the Reikai Tantei. So it was in the midst of his race down the sidewalk, entirely consumed in his own thoughts, that he happened to smack right into the very person he had been meaning to go and see.
"Oooff!" The teenage Koenma grunted as his rear hit the ground. Kurama stopped, snapping himself back to reality, and registered in his brain that he had just knocked over the one person that he needed to help him.
Kurama bent to help Koenma to his feet. "Dear me, I must apologize," he said. "I wasn't quite looking where I was going..."
Koenma's brown eyes gave him a look that was unreadable. You could never tell what the guy was thinking. "You should be more careful," he said as he dusted himself off and removed a few leaves from his hair. "What's gotten into you, anyway? You're acting very strange...but I think I know what this is about, which is why I've come to find you today." Kurama opened his mouth to reply, but Koenma didn't give him a chance. "It's revenge you want, isn't it? You want to get even with Hiei for humiliating you, am I correct?"
Kurama nodded mutely, a bit surprised that the Prince of Hell would show up in the human world...but then again, he IS the Prince of Hell and he does what he pleases, unless his father has anything to say about it.
"Well," Koenma continued. "I've decided that I'm going to help you out with this revenge. After all, when you're dealing with somebody like Hiei you're going to need all the help you can get."
Kurama gave him a slight smile. "I would love to have your assistance, and I thank you. In fact..." Kurama's smile twisted slyly as he reached into his backpack and pulled out the notebook he had been adding new ideas to for the past few weeks. "I've been coming up with many different ways to make this revenge happen. Go ahead and look through it if you like. The list contains hundreds upon hundreds of ideas."
Koenma's face dropped as he turned page after page...after page. "Man alive, Kurama, you're pretty obsessed about this aren't you?" A few loose pages fluttered out of the book and landed on the ground.
Kurama snarled and quickly gathered them up again. "Be careful, I've taken special care to plan every idea!" He took the notebook back from Koenma and tucked the pages securely back into it. Then he realized what he had said and his face went pale. "Oh...please, you must forgive me. The Youko is quite restless as of late. It seems he wants revenge as much as I."
Koenma gave him a slightly uneasy look. "You really worry me sometimes, Kurama. No matter--tonight we'll begin the mission to make Hiei pay for what he's done to you. Meet me in my office at seven o'clock and don't be late. I'll take care of everyone else." With a smirk, the spoiled prince disappeared, leaving Kurama standing there to wonder exactly how much Koenma enjoyed seeing them all suffer.
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He wrung his hands nervously as he stood outside Koenma's office...pacing back and forth as a small bead of sweat made it's way down his forehead...he knew he was in huge trouble. Koenma sounded so angry when he'd called him here...what had he done this time? Terrible thoughts begun to fill his mind and Hiei began to quiver in fear...HA HA JUST KIDDING! *author laughs* Actually Hiei was leaned against the wall in a casual, yet "don't-fuck-with-me" manner, hands stuffed into his pockets and a bored look plastered onto his face (how DOES he do it?) as he waited to see what Koenma had interrupted his training session for. Hiei disliked being interrupted...this had better be good.
A couple familiar loud voices filled the air a few minutes later, and Hiei barely lifted his head to acknowledge the individuals they belonged to. 'Hn, the oaf and the Spirit Detective,' he thought to himself.
"...is not friggin' fair!" Yusuke was bitching to Kuwabara, "Every time I think I get a day off, the Toddler summons us back here for another stupid mission!"
"Well if it's too tough for you I could always take your place!" Kuwabara told him, never missing an opportunity to tease the 'Great Urameshi'. He received a glare from Yusuke.
"Your 'place' is lying face-down on the pavement!" Yusuke gave him a cocky laugh, but then was taken by surprise as Kuwabara pulled him into a tight headlock, grinding his fist into his slick, shiny black hair.
"I'll show you who lies on the pavement!"
Yusuke stomped on Kuwabara's foot, causing him to loosen his grip, and then straightened up. "Doofus, ya messed up my hair!" Grabbing Kuwabara by the collar of his blue school uniform, he pulled back a fist and was ready to punch Kuwabara when the door to Koenma's office opened, allowing them entrance to the room.
Hiei pushed himself off the wall and went inside without a word, hands still in the pockets of his black cloak. Yusuke let go of Kuwabara and followed Hiei, anxious to see what kind of chore Koenma would stick him with this time. Kuwabara ran after the both of them, yelling at them to wait for him and threatening to beat Yusuke up after this was over (aww don't they have the cutest relationship? ^_^). Both teenagers failed to notice the one who had been watching them from the shadows...he began to laugh, softly at first, but then it grew louder and louder until it could practically shatter glass. His mouth was open so wide that pointy white fangs were visible, his once-calm emerald eyes now twitching madly at the prospect of what was to come. Finally, his moment had come! As his psychotic laughter died down, he clapped his hands twice, giggled with glee, and skipped off towards Koenma's office. Slowing down before he entered the room, of course, he took on his usual serene presence so that none of them would become suspicious. He took a deep breath to clear his mind once more, and stepped inside.
Yusuke was spazzing out over something. Probably the fake mission that Koenma had whipped up just for this occasion. Kuwabara was patiently listening to what was being said, and...Kurama's eyes fell onto the anti-social member of the group standing in the corner. It was 'him'. Kurama did his best to keep his face from twisting into a vicious scowl as he gazed upon the bad-tempered fire demon. For many moons (LOL!!) Kurama had considered Hiei a friend, somebody he could trust...until he had decided to get his 'revenge' for his hypnosis. Revenge was just fine, of course. Who wouldn't want revenge? Thing is, if you're going to get your revenge on somebody, just get it on the person mainly responsible for the incident...which would have been Yusuke, of course. But did Hiei stop at the Spirit Detective? Oh, no, he just had to drag everyone into that mess didn't he? Well that was going to be his ultimate mistake! Streaking in Tokyo was something he just could not let go without proper retaliation. His mother had been horrified to see her perfect, beloved Shuichi running up and down the streets of the city in all his glory, naked as the day he was born. The only thing Kurama could pass it off as was a dare...that and temporary insanity, for he was much too ashamed to admit that somebody had gotten the best of him so easily.
Shaking himself from his thoughts, Kurama realized he had been giving the inhabitants of the room a death glare that would give Hiei a run for his money. He immediately put on a faint smile. "Hello everyone, I do apologize for being a bit late. I had to run a few errands for mother at the last second."
'That's right, put on that innocent little school-boy facade,' the Youko purred inside his head. Kurama frowned slightly at this, but was quick to shake it off before he started to get weird looks again. He gave them another smile. "Have I missed anything?"
"Tch, no, just Koenma making my life a living hell," Yusuke replied in annoyance.
'The boy has no idea of this "Hell" he speaks of,' commented the Youko once again.
'Will you just hush up!' Kurama snapped back. 'This is MY revenge, butt out!' To this he got no reply, and assumed that the Youko was going to cooperate and leave him alone for the time being.
"Yusuke this mission is very important!" Koenma chided him. "BOTAN! Where is that woman? OGRE!! GO FIND BOTAN, AND GET ME A LATTE ON THE DOUBLE, CHOP-CHOP!!"
"Y-yes Koenma Sir," came the hasy reply of the blue ogre as he quickly followed his orders.j
"Now then," Koenma continued, with a knowing glance at Kurama, "I've just told these three about their new mission. You must find this man, Bernardo Sanchez," he pointed to a picture on his big-screen television of a man wearing a suspiciously fake brown wig possessing strikingly green eyes. His moustache was slightly crooked on his face and he wore a very serious expression. He appeared to be dressed in a black business suit, giving the impression that he was indeed quite rich. "He is a very valuable asset to the Spirit World and I must speak with him as soon as possible."
"Grr," Yusuke grumbled, "I'm a freakin' Spirit Detective, not your errand boy!"
"Hn," Hiei grunted from the corner, uttering his first word since he had arrived there. "This is just a waste of time. I don't hunt down anything unless I aim to kill it."
"Well you won't be killing Mr. Sanchez, Hiei. Unless you want to spend the rest of your life in jail, that is! And I'm sure that you'll be 'very' important for this mission..."
Hiei cocked an eyebrow ever so slightly. "What do you mean by that?" He demanded.
The smirk that was slowly forming on the prince's face was immediately wiped off. Kurama's eyes narrowed, angry that Koenma had almost given them away. "I mean you're great at finding people!" Koenma recovered. "With that third eye of yours and all..."
Hiei scowled.
Yusuke moaned, "I hate this! I want to kick ass, not go on some stupid search mission!"
Koenma slammed a fist onto his desk. "THE PRINCE OF HELL HAS SPOKEN, NOW GO!" He screeched, gesturing wildly towards the door. "AND DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOUR ASS ON THE WAY OUT! AND OGRE WHERE THE HELL IS MY FUCKING LATTE!?!?"
Hiei vanished from the room, looking none-too-pleased, while Kuwabara slowly inched out of the room. Yusuke stormed after them and could be heard muttering, "Damn, what's up HIS ass?"
Kurama smirked in satisfaction and turned to glance at Koenma before leaving the room himself. "A perfect performance, I must say. But why must we include Yusuke and Kuwabara? My revenge was only intended for Hiei after all..."
"Obviously. But why stop at Hiei when we can have much more fun?" Koenma's eyes glittered with excitement. "I'm going to get it all on tape and make many copies! I'll make a fortune selling them on E-Bay!"
Kurama sighed. "Very well...I shall now go to prepare for Hiei's complete and total humiliation!" He cackled with delight and practically strutted out of the room while a catchy tune played inside his head, and so he sang along to the said tune: "Oh you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a ladies' man, no time to talk..."
Koenma shook his head as he watched Kurama leave. This revenge thing had really gone to the kitsune's head!
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AN: Hehehehehe...I made Kurama seem like a total psycho in this chapter...and it'll only get worse from this moment on. I've got some awesome hypnosis ideas, man as much as I lurve Hiei, he is going to get it BIG TIME. Anyway. Has anyone noticed how my writing skills evolved? Look at the first chapter! I think some hefty revising may be in order there... So lemme know whatcha think, foo'! If you've got any questions, comments, ideas, or hell I'd even take flames and death-threats (they're very entertaining! ^_^) REVIEW ME!
I'll be writing the next chapter soon too. I've been using the time in between classes to get some writing done, when I prob'ly should be doing my homework instead ^^;; but that's just how much I lurve you all...did anyone buy that? LOL seriously though, reviewers, I cherish you all! *sparkly eyes* Okay, I'm finished acting like a freak...for NOW.
Chapter 4: The Plot
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AN: You waited this long so stop debating, I'm back and finally I've written the newest chapter! I didn't forget about this story. Honest!
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It had been a few weeks after Hiei had gotten his revenge on them all. Kurama had been sitting at the desk in his room ever since he'd returned from school that day, trying to think up the perfect way to exact his revenge on the short fire demon. Of course, the first thing he thought of was to fight fire with fire, and hypnotize Hiei just like Hiei had hypnotized the rest of them...but just how to do this? Kurama was determined to think of something so clever that Hiei would never suspect a thing...a trap so devious that Hiei would easily fall into it, never knowing what hit him until it was too late! The possibilities of the humiliation Hiei would undoubtedly experience was enough to make Kurama cackle madly underneath the dim light of his desk lamp.
He jotted down some more quick notes in the notebook he had labeled "Ideas For Hiei Torture." Indeed it would seem as though he was letting his Youko take over for the time being, but Kurama felt that whatever Hiei got, he most certainly deserved it. The embarrassment that he had suffered when Hiei had gotten revenge for the time Yusuke had hypnotized him was nearly unbearable. Every night for the past two weeks, the same clip of Kurama, Yusuke, and Kuwabara streaking in Tokyo had played on every local news station over and over again. Kurama felt that he could never live it down--nearly all of his classmates had seen the footage by now, and they all seemed to love teasing him about it...of course who wouldn't? After all, they finally had something on him!
Kurama wrote down a few more ideas for Hiei Humiliation; he now had a list that had over a hundred ideas! And not only would it be Hiei who felt Kurama's wrath--Koenma, that little brat, he too would suffer the consequences of besmirching the kitsune as well! Kurama couldn't help but cackle some more.
"Suuichi!" His mother called from the next room. "What are you doing in there? It's after eleven and you have school in the morning!"
Kurama managed to stifle the smart remark that the Youko was about to make, and quickly closed the notebook. "Yes mother," he answered, and began to get ready for bed. Tomorrow he would make his dream of revenge a reality!
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Kurama stepped out the door of his house the very next morning, mentally preparing for another day of squealing, swooning young ladies and mapping out in his mind exactly how he would plan to escape them all. He had managed to avoid being cornered by them so far...hopefully he could just keep this up. *sigh* Sometimes it was just so hard being beautiful! Shifting his backpack to his right shoulder, he strode gracefully as ever down the sidewalk. By his calm demeanor, you never would have guessed that he was harboring a plot of revenge beneath his emerald eyes. Today was the day! Kurama almost cracked and snickered in spite of himself. He would go and see that Koenma later on that afternoon, after he got out of school for the day. Having Koenma on his side was of utmost importance and would no doubt be the key to getting what he desired: revenge, duh.
He was about a block away from his school when suddenly it happened. An ear-splitting screech pierced the morning air, the sound alone more terrifying than any demon Kurama had ever faced and he knew instantly what was to come...his eyes squeezed shut, he began to walk at an even quicker pace although he knew that his efforts were all quite futile. He counted down the seconds as the sound of high-heeled shoes slapping against the sidewalk behind him grew closer and closer, until...
WHAM!
"SHUICHI-KUN!!" A female voice shrieked into his poor ear, deafening him momentarily to any other sound. Two arms wrapped themselves around his neck and he felt a body land on his back as he struggled to breath, and almost lost his balance. "OHHHH MY PRECIOUS SHU-SHU I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!"
Kurama gasped for breath, wide-eyed, and desperately tried to pry her off of him. He was pretty sure that he didn't know this female, but then again he didn't know most of the ones who stalked him anyway. "Please..." he managed to choke out in the midst of being glomped to death. He feared that he wouldn't be able to hold the Youko back much longer if this kept up. After all he had been careless about holding him back during the past couple of days, what with all the plotting and careful planning he had been doing.
However she didn't seem to notice his desperate request for freedom and instead of letting him go, her hold grew tighter. "HUGGLE HUGGLE!" She sang, and covered the back of his head with kisses. This did not please Kurama at all--he had taken special care to brush his long, crimson hair the exact right way that morning and this insolent female was ruining his look!
"Please get off!" He told her again, putting more authority into his tone as his eyes narrowed dangerously. "I will not tolerate being suffocated."
This time she picked up on the darker tone in Kurama's voice, and finally released her death grip on him. "Awwww, Shuichi-kun you're no fun at allllllll," she whined in a pathetic child-like voice that nearly made Kurama sick to his stomach. "I just wanted to catch you before all the other girls did so I could ask you...WILL YOU BE MY BOYFRIEND SHUICHI?!" She screamed into his face before he even had time to react. Kurama jumped and cringed at the extremely high pitch of her voice. He backed away from her slowly, fearing that she may have triggered a fangirl ambush by shrieking his name. Kami, they must have heard her screaming in the Makai! He could just hear Hiei laughing at him...grr, Hiei! That no-good fire demon, he was going to get what was coming to him and no amount of screaming, swooning fangirls was going to stop it!
Instantly flared up in anger at the thought of Hiei and all the punishment he'd suffered due to his so-called "revenge" Kurama turned on his heel and immediately began stalking off to school, completely forgetting about--or perhaps simply ignoring--the rabid, confused fangirl who was still awaiting an answer from him. He would get through thistorturous day of school and then revenge would be HIS at last! ...Unfortunately the forgotten fangirl was not about to let this go.
"Shuuuuuiiiiiiiiiichiiiiiiiii!" She whined, using a nasally tone and running to catch up to him. Kurama's left eye began to twitch; something that now seemed to be a natural reflex in response to all rabid fangirl actions.
"Please leave me be," he told her sharply, not really caring whether or not he sounded rather cold. Honestly, they needed to learn to leave him alone! Some self-control was certainly in order for young women such as this one.
Said young woman suddenly threw her arms into the air and began to screech, "EEEEEK!! I can't, Shuichi, I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!"
Kurama opened his mouth and was about to tell her to be silent when he began to hear it...it was faint, but his delicate ears could pick it up quite easily. His eyes grew wide. It was as he feared...THEY were coming! He would know those horrifying banshee shrieks anywhere. 'Oh Kami help me,' he thought to himself as he began to panic. From which direction would they be coming? Left? Or right? He didn't have time to ponder, he now had only minimal time to escape. He needed to get away before they attacked, and fast! They were dangerous enough on their own, but in packs they were downright deadly.
Their cries were becoming even more clear to him now that they were coming closer. Battle cries, barely hinting at what they intended to do once they arrived at their destination--him. And then he heard them...
"AHHHHH-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-Yiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!"
Kurama wasn't going to wait around for the oncoming horde to catch up to him. Involuntarily letting out a gasp of terror, he took off running down the sidewalk faster than he knew he could, at a speed that would make Hiei proud...grr, Hiei! His anger at Hiei replaced his fear of the many sacks of raging hormones better known as "fangirls" who were no doubt hot on his tail by now, and gave him an extra boost of speed that propelled him the remainder of the way to school, where he could depend on the teachers to protect him from any offending females so long as he stayed indoors.
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The end of the day did not come fast enough for the vengeful kitsune. The last few minutes of his seventh period class were painfully long. It was as if time itself had slowed down simply to put a damper on his day; a kink in his plan to gain revenge. But nothing short of the Apocalypse was going to stop Kurama. When he set his mind to do something, nothing could change it. He squirmed restlessly in his seat, something that he usually wouldn't do, but he just couldn't help it. The anticipation was nearly killing him! He began to doodle absentmindedly, trying to remove his thoughts from the sluggish, unforgiving minute hand of the clock, drawing a being that suspiciously resembled a certain vertically challenged fire demon...who was tied to a chair with numerous sticks of dynamite attached to his limbs and wearing an expression of pure terror. A thought bubble above this individual's head contained the word "meep!" in bold letters. Kurama began to snicker softly at the sight, and only then did he realize that he had doodled all over the front of his math book.
Oops.
Finally, just when he felt that he could take no more of this, the bell rang and signalled the end of the day. About a nanosecond after the wail of the bell pierced the air, Kurama was on his feet and shoving his schoolwork carelessly into his backpack. After all, such things were of no importance to him right now. He had to get out of there and fast, for two reasons: 1) The teachers could no longer provide him protection against rabid fangirls, and 2) He had to go see Koenma! His dream of revenge about to be realized, Kurama felt a devious smirk tug at the corner of his mouth as he sprinted out of the classroom, ignoring his teacher's pleas for him to slow down and the shrieking of his insane female fans. His legs carried him quickly yet gracefully down the hall, avoiding contact with any other students and managing to slide out the front door without running into any of them. He was free! Free at last! Kurama practically flew down the steps and continued running on down the sidewalk. He could hear Yusuke and Kuwabara yelling for him to wait, but no! Kurama had no time for idle banter, he was on a mission dammit!
As he hurried along, Kurama noted to himself that he had done an outstanding job avoiding all of the fangirls thus far. Usually they managed to sneak up on him somehow, but since he'd made it out of the school in record time he doubted any of them had even seen him leave. He had not forgotten The Notebook that morning, either...no way in the Makai he could leave that behind! It was chock full of new ideas for hypnosis and ways to get even with Hiei...way better than those pathetic ideas the said demon had come up with and used on him and the rest of the Reikai Tantei. So it was in the midst of his race down the sidewalk, entirely consumed in his own thoughts, that he happened to smack right into the very person he had been meaning to go and see.
"Oooff!" The teenage Koenma grunted as his rear hit the ground. Kurama stopped, snapping himself back to reality, and registered in his brain that he had just knocked over the one person that he needed to help him.
Kurama bent to help Koenma to his feet. "Dear me, I must apologize," he said. "I wasn't quite looking where I was going..."
Koenma's brown eyes gave him a look that was unreadable. You could never tell what the guy was thinking. "You should be more careful," he said as he dusted himself off and removed a few leaves from his hair. "What's gotten into you, anyway? You're acting very strange...but I think I know what this is about, which is why I've come to find you today." Kurama opened his mouth to reply, but Koenma didn't give him a chance. "It's revenge you want, isn't it? You want to get even with Hiei for humiliating you, am I correct?"
Kurama nodded mutely, a bit surprised that the Prince of Hell would show up in the human world...but then again, he IS the Prince of Hell and he does what he pleases, unless his father has anything to say about it.
"Well," Koenma continued. "I've decided that I'm going to help you out with this revenge. After all, when you're dealing with somebody like Hiei you're going to need all the help you can get."
Kurama gave him a slight smile. "I would love to have your assistance, and I thank you. In fact..." Kurama's smile twisted slyly as he reached into his backpack and pulled out the notebook he had been adding new ideas to for the past few weeks. "I've been coming up with many different ways to make this revenge happen. Go ahead and look through it if you like. The list contains hundreds upon hundreds of ideas."
Koenma's face dropped as he turned page after page...after page. "Man alive, Kurama, you're pretty obsessed about this aren't you?" A few loose pages fluttered out of the book and landed on the ground.
Kurama snarled and quickly gathered them up again. "Be careful, I've taken special care to plan every idea!" He took the notebook back from Koenma and tucked the pages securely back into it. Then he realized what he had said and his face went pale. "Oh...please, you must forgive me. The Youko is quite restless as of late. It seems he wants revenge as much as I."
Koenma gave him a slightly uneasy look. "You really worry me sometimes, Kurama. No matter--tonight we'll begin the mission to make Hiei pay for what he's done to you. Meet me in my office at seven o'clock and don't be late. I'll take care of everyone else." With a smirk, the spoiled prince disappeared, leaving Kurama standing there to wonder exactly how much Koenma enjoyed seeing them all suffer.
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He wrung his hands nervously as he stood outside Koenma's office...pacing back and forth as a small bead of sweat made it's way down his forehead...he knew he was in huge trouble. Koenma sounded so angry when he'd called him here...what had he done this time? Terrible thoughts begun to fill his mind and Hiei began to quiver in fear...HA HA JUST KIDDING! *author laughs* Actually Hiei was leaned against the wall in a casual, yet "don't-fuck-with-me" manner, hands stuffed into his pockets and a bored look plastered onto his face (how DOES he do it?) as he waited to see what Koenma had interrupted his training session for. Hiei disliked being interrupted...this had better be good.
A couple familiar loud voices filled the air a few minutes later, and Hiei barely lifted his head to acknowledge the individuals they belonged to. 'Hn, the oaf and the Spirit Detective,' he thought to himself.
"...is not friggin' fair!" Yusuke was bitching to Kuwabara, "Every time I think I get a day off, the Toddler summons us back here for another stupid mission!"
"Well if it's too tough for you I could always take your place!" Kuwabara told him, never missing an opportunity to tease the 'Great Urameshi'. He received a glare from Yusuke.
"Your 'place' is lying face-down on the pavement!" Yusuke gave him a cocky laugh, but then was taken by surprise as Kuwabara pulled him into a tight headlock, grinding his fist into his slick, shiny black hair.
"I'll show you who lies on the pavement!"
Yusuke stomped on Kuwabara's foot, causing him to loosen his grip, and then straightened up. "Doofus, ya messed up my hair!" Grabbing Kuwabara by the collar of his blue school uniform, he pulled back a fist and was ready to punch Kuwabara when the door to Koenma's office opened, allowing them entrance to the room.
Hiei pushed himself off the wall and went inside without a word, hands still in the pockets of his black cloak. Yusuke let go of Kuwabara and followed Hiei, anxious to see what kind of chore Koenma would stick him with this time. Kuwabara ran after the both of them, yelling at them to wait for him and threatening to beat Yusuke up after this was over (aww don't they have the cutest relationship? ^_^). Both teenagers failed to notice the one who had been watching them from the shadows...he began to laugh, softly at first, but then it grew louder and louder until it could practically shatter glass. His mouth was open so wide that pointy white fangs were visible, his once-calm emerald eyes now twitching madly at the prospect of what was to come. Finally, his moment had come! As his psychotic laughter died down, he clapped his hands twice, giggled with glee, and skipped off towards Koenma's office. Slowing down before he entered the room, of course, he took on his usual serene presence so that none of them would become suspicious. He took a deep breath to clear his mind once more, and stepped inside.
Yusuke was spazzing out over something. Probably the fake mission that Koenma had whipped up just for this occasion. Kuwabara was patiently listening to what was being said, and...Kurama's eyes fell onto the anti-social member of the group standing in the corner. It was 'him'. Kurama did his best to keep his face from twisting into a vicious scowl as he gazed upon the bad-tempered fire demon. For many moons (LOL!!) Kurama had considered Hiei a friend, somebody he could trust...until he had decided to get his 'revenge' for his hypnosis. Revenge was just fine, of course. Who wouldn't want revenge? Thing is, if you're going to get your revenge on somebody, just get it on the person mainly responsible for the incident...which would have been Yusuke, of course. But did Hiei stop at the Spirit Detective? Oh, no, he just had to drag everyone into that mess didn't he? Well that was going to be his ultimate mistake! Streaking in Tokyo was something he just could not let go without proper retaliation. His mother had been horrified to see her perfect, beloved Shuichi running up and down the streets of the city in all his glory, naked as the day he was born. The only thing Kurama could pass it off as was a dare...that and temporary insanity, for he was much too ashamed to admit that somebody had gotten the best of him so easily.
Shaking himself from his thoughts, Kurama realized he had been giving the inhabitants of the room a death glare that would give Hiei a run for his money. He immediately put on a faint smile. "Hello everyone, I do apologize for being a bit late. I had to run a few errands for mother at the last second."
'That's right, put on that innocent little school-boy facade,' the Youko purred inside his head. Kurama frowned slightly at this, but was quick to shake it off before he started to get weird looks again. He gave them another smile. "Have I missed anything?"
"Tch, no, just Koenma making my life a living hell," Yusuke replied in annoyance.
'The boy has no idea of this "Hell" he speaks of,' commented the Youko once again.
'Will you just hush up!' Kurama snapped back. 'This is MY revenge, butt out!' To this he got no reply, and assumed that the Youko was going to cooperate and leave him alone for the time being.
"Yusuke this mission is very important!" Koenma chided him. "BOTAN! Where is that woman? OGRE!! GO FIND BOTAN, AND GET ME A LATTE ON THE DOUBLE, CHOP-CHOP!!"
"Y-yes Koenma Sir," came the hasy reply of the blue ogre as he quickly followed his orders.j
"Now then," Koenma continued, with a knowing glance at Kurama, "I've just told these three about their new mission. You must find this man, Bernardo Sanchez," he pointed to a picture on his big-screen television of a man wearing a suspiciously fake brown wig possessing strikingly green eyes. His moustache was slightly crooked on his face and he wore a very serious expression. He appeared to be dressed in a black business suit, giving the impression that he was indeed quite rich. "He is a very valuable asset to the Spirit World and I must speak with him as soon as possible."
"Grr," Yusuke grumbled, "I'm a freakin' Spirit Detective, not your errand boy!"
"Hn," Hiei grunted from the corner, uttering his first word since he had arrived there. "This is just a waste of time. I don't hunt down anything unless I aim to kill it."
"Well you won't be killing Mr. Sanchez, Hiei. Unless you want to spend the rest of your life in jail, that is! And I'm sure that you'll be 'very' important for this mission..."
Hiei cocked an eyebrow ever so slightly. "What do you mean by that?" He demanded.
The smirk that was slowly forming on the prince's face was immediately wiped off. Kurama's eyes narrowed, angry that Koenma had almost given them away. "I mean you're great at finding people!" Koenma recovered. "With that third eye of yours and all..."
Hiei scowled.
Yusuke moaned, "I hate this! I want to kick ass, not go on some stupid search mission!"
Koenma slammed a fist onto his desk. "THE PRINCE OF HELL HAS SPOKEN, NOW GO!" He screeched, gesturing wildly towards the door. "AND DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOUR ASS ON THE WAY OUT! AND OGRE WHERE THE HELL IS MY FUCKING LATTE!?!?"
Hiei vanished from the room, looking none-too-pleased, while Kuwabara slowly inched out of the room. Yusuke stormed after them and could be heard muttering, "Damn, what's up HIS ass?"
Kurama smirked in satisfaction and turned to glance at Koenma before leaving the room himself. "A perfect performance, I must say. But why must we include Yusuke and Kuwabara? My revenge was only intended for Hiei after all..."
"Obviously. But why stop at Hiei when we can have much more fun?" Koenma's eyes glittered with excitement. "I'm going to get it all on tape and make many copies! I'll make a fortune selling them on E-Bay!"
Kurama sighed. "Very well...I shall now go to prepare for Hiei's complete and total humiliation!" He cackled with delight and practically strutted out of the room while a catchy tune played inside his head, and so he sang along to the said tune: "Oh you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a ladies' man, no time to talk..."
Koenma shook his head as he watched Kurama leave. This revenge thing had really gone to the kitsune's head!
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AN: Hehehehehe...I made Kurama seem like a total psycho in this chapter...and it'll only get worse from this moment on. I've got some awesome hypnosis ideas, man as much as I lurve Hiei, he is going to get it BIG TIME. Anyway. Has anyone noticed how my writing skills evolved? Look at the first chapter! I think some hefty revising may be in order there... So lemme know whatcha think, foo'! If you've got any questions, comments, ideas, or hell I'd even take flames and death-threats (they're very entertaining! ^_^) REVIEW ME!
I'll be writing the next chapter soon too. I've been using the time in between classes to get some writing done, when I prob'ly should be doing my homework instead ^^;; but that's just how much I lurve you all...did anyone buy that? LOL seriously though, reviewers, I cherish you all! *sparkly eyes* Okay, I'm finished acting like a freak...for NOW.