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Thursday, December 9, 2004
Story!! Chapter 1
| | | ok this story was written by me and a friend so here it goes:
::Yusuke, Kuwabara, Kurama, and Hiei are all camping out at Koenma’s after a mission. Botan insisted that Yusuke and Kuwabara stay for a while and rest before returning to the living world. They reluctantly agreed.::
Hiei slunk through the dark, deserted halls. He had a camera in hand, and an evil grin on his face. He went up to a certain kitsune’s door and switched the camera on. The camera showed the door, then swung around to show Hiei.
"It is now 4:55 in the morning, exactly five minutes before Kurama wakes up," he whispered in a totally fake British accent. He paused and looked around with shifty eyes, insinuating that it was very dangerous country. " ‘Why does Kurama wake up so early?’ you wonder. Well, you are about to find out on this exclusive Hiei Cam!" he said, still in that fake British accent.
The camera swung around again to show the door. Hiei’s hand came into view as he silently turned the doorknob and swung the door open. The camera showed a room where almost everything was either pink or red, with a few hints of green and white here and there.
The camera swung around to show a sweatdropping Hiei. "Weird..." Hiei said, forgetting about his British accent. He composed himself and went back to his British accent. "Ok... now we are going to station ourselves so that this kitsune specimen doesn’t see us when he wakes up."
The camera swung around again to show the view of the room. Hiei moved over to stand behind a Roman column in one of the corners, by the door to the bathroom. "It is now 4:59 and counting," Hiei whispered.
Suddenly, a dim light came on in a (guess what) pink hue and soft classical music started to play. Kurama slowly sat up in his French-looking four poster bed, yawned, and stretched. He threw back the covers and sat on the edge of the bed. He was wearing white silk pajamas. He slipped into his matching white silk slippers and stood up and stretched again. He started walking toward the camera and into the bathroom.
"Well... it seems that Kurama likes to wake up in a very... uh... zen way..." Hiei whispered. He crept up to the wall beside the bathroom and half put the camera in, revealing a large room in the same color scheme as the bedroom. Kurama was standing in front of a huge, silver framed floor mirror with a silver hairbrush in hand. He held up the brush to his face and blew on the tip of it like those cowboys do with their pistols. Then he started to brush.
"One... two... three..." Kurama counted the brush strokes.
Hiei pulled the camera back around the corner and turned it so it faced him. "It seems as if the kitsune specimen is brushing his hair and is actually counting the brush strokes one by one..." He put the camera back inside the opening of the door.
"... ten... eleven... twelve..." Kurama counted on.
Half an hour and a very disgruntled Hiei later...
"... nine thousand nine hundred and ninety eight... nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine... ten thousand!" Kurama exclaimed, tossing his hair over his shoulder and putting the hair brush down on the vanity (mahogany, pink marble top). He opened one of the drawers to the vanity and pulled out a single red rose. He lifted up the back of his hair and stuck it in.
"That should do it!" Kurama said and turned to walk out of the bathroom, only to see a camera pointed at him. He calmly turned around, grabbed the brush off the vanity, and turned to walk toward the camera again. He walked around the camera and out of its line of vision.
"Hiei!!" Kurama yelled. (Keep in mind, Kurama’s ‘yelling’ isn’t very loud, considering he’s almost never angry)
Hiei had a deer and the headlights look for a moment, then turned the camera to show Kurama.
"Hiei! Turn that damned thing off! How long have you been sitting there?!" Kurama yelled again.
"It seems as if the kitsune specimen has discovered us..." Hiei said in the fake accent.
"Kitsune specimen? Turn that camera off, Hiei! Hiei!"
"Well, now that you’ve caught us, do you mind answering a couple of questions?"
"Hiei, I-"
Hiei cut him off. "Good. Now then, why do you spend so much time brushing your hair?"
"Well, because I always like to look my best, and…" He shook his head. "Hiei, I think that camera’s gone to your head. Besides, you’re going to wear out all the batteries. You know Botan gave you that camera to tape missions. Now turn it off," Kurama said.
"No!" Hiei said, pulling the camera a little closer to him, as if to protect it.
Kurama tackled the camera and the last thing that was heard was Hiei’s protesting as it went fuzzy.
Chapter 2 should be up tomorrow or the next ^^ hope ya enjoyed! |
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