Wouldn't Trade It For The World

Wouldn’t Trade It For The World

A/N: Well…..no reviews yet, but I’m going to keep writing. Hopefully, this makes sense. I’m not feeling well, and so everything goes down the toilet….Maybe I’ll get to the sex early.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu Yu Hakusho. I only own my two Oc’s. That is all.

Chapter Two: Break Ups and Hook Ups: Part One

“Kiyomi…Kiyomi, time to get up.”

Kiyomi scrunched up her face, trying to figure out what was going on.

Some one shook her lightly. “Kiyomi, I know you can hear me. We’ve got our first set of fights today, so you need to get up.”

Kiyomi sighed softly, and the feeling of amusement washed over her. She sighed again, and pushed herself up of the…

Desk.

She’d fallen asleep doing her homework, which had been retrieved before she left. There was a weeks worth there, and she’d stayed up late trying to get caught up, even if she wasn’t behind yet.

She looked behind her, and saw Kurama, smiling pleasantly. “Did you sleep well, Kiyomi?” He asked, still smiling.

She nodded. “Yeah…I guess my homework put me to sleep…”

He chuckled at that. “Well, if you need help, feel free to ask.”

She nodded again. “I-I will,” She said, smiling and blushing slightly.

He nodded in response, and turned to leave. “Oh, we’ll be going to go get breakfast in a few minutes. Are you hungry?”

“A little,” She said, stretching. “Lemme change clothes, and I’ll join you all.”

He nodded again, and with that, left.

She quickly grabbed some clean clothing out of her bag, consisting of a simple, dark blue t-shirt, stolen from her brother, faded jeans with a hole in one knee, a ponytail to pull her elbow length, ebony hair from her face, and clean socks. She stuffed her feet into her shoes, which were camouflaged and coming apart, and went out, running her fingers through her hair.

The boys were quiet, mostly because it was early. But, there seemed to be some sort of tension between two of the members, Kurama, and the short, spiky haired one named Hiei. Kiyomi couldn’t quite place what it was, but she was sure it would come to her soon. And maybe, if it did, she could try to fix whatever it was.

Kiyomi had to remind herself several times as they got breakfast not to complain about the food. Demon food had a bad habit of looking weird, smelling gross, and sometimes, moved across the plate. She found some things that looked normalish, and went to the table were the boys were already seated. The only place left was next to Hiei. She grimaced slightly, and took the spot next to him. He glared, and she ignored it.

Try as she might, she couldn’t focus on the food. She managed to eat a few bites, then proceeded to poke at her food the rest of the time. She felt the butterflies starting to form in her stomach again, which caused her to mentally grimace. The butterflies were never good sign.

Soon, to soon in Kiyomi’s opinion, they finished with breakfast, and headed to the field. Yusuke and Kuwabara made a few remarks about her attire, which she promptly told them to ‘fuck off, because I dress how I want.’ That shut them up for a few minutes, and soon enough, they found something other than Kiyomi to talk about.

And again, too quickly, the fights started. Kiyomi was glad she was an alternate fighter, because, in all reality, she was too weak to do this. She knew it, and was almost positive her team could tell just by looking at her. Koenma had once told her to gain some confidence in herself, but she found that easier said than done. She wasn’t meant for fighting. She was meant for anything but that.

And besides, when you fight Zombies, you only have to be able to outrun them, and smack them in the head with something. Not all that hard.

As their turn came up, she found herself standing in between Kurama and Hiei. She could still feel the odd tension between the two, and immediately went to work, trying to figure out what it was. And soon, sooner than she expected, she figured it out.

‘Ah, the joys of unresolved relationship issue….how I adore them,’ She thought, smiling internally. ‘This ought to be…interesting, to say the least.’

She figured it would be better to approach the short Koorime first, even if he did seem to have more of a temper on him then Kurama did. She figured trying to discuss this with Kurama would end in a head ache for her, and no information for her to go off of. So, while Kurama was up on the stage, getting ready to fight. Yusuke and Kuwabara were too engrossed in the fights to even hear her words to Hiei.

Deftly, she sat on the ground, and looked up at him. “So, you have a thing for Kurama, eh?” She said, keeping her tone civil.

Hiei tensed up, then glared at her. “Hn. That’s none of your business, half breed.”

“Oh, but I do think it is,” She responded, smirking.

“Hn. And what makes you say that?”

“I’ll cut to the chase. I know you like him, but something happened between the two of you, and it’s making things tense.”

“Hn. And?”

“You have until tomorrow morning. If you don’t make your move by then, I’m going to take my shot at him. There are other people in this world who would give quite a bit to be with him.”

Hiei stared at the girl sitting next to him. This was the boldest thing anyone had said to him in a while, besides some of the sweet nothings Kurama had whispered into his ear. Those stayed in the bedroom, and in his memories.

“Hn. I doubt he’ll want a bratty little half breed like you.”

“You never know, Jaganshi. He might.”

“Hn.”

“Don’t forget though, if you haven’t done something by tomorrow morning, I’m making my move.”

Hiei didn’t respond, and Kiyomi assumed the conversation over. She hoped her scare tactic worked…Though, she wasn’t lying about a word she said. She had every intention of asking Kurama “out” if Hiei didn’t do something. Sometimes, motivation was all a person needed to make their move.

She quietly watched the rest of the fight, debating on what she would do. She could only think of a few things, so she hoped they worked. She’d never really asked a guy out, so she wasn’t sure on some things, but she knew most of the basics, so that helped some.

Time crept by slowly the rest of the day. After the fights, they went back to the rooms to relax. Yusuke’s girlfriend, Keiko, along with Yukina, Hiei’s sister, and Shizuru, Kuwabara’s sister, were now there as well, making the common room of the area they shared crowded. Kiyomi, using the excuse of claustrophobia, escaped to her room to work a little more on her homework, and was planning to retire early when there was a knock at the door.

More than a little surprised, Kiyomi got up from her desk and answered the door. It was Yusuke, asking if she wanted to play a few rounds of ‘Truth or Dare’. Kiyomi, knowing that soon, it would be too noisy for her to sleep, agreed, though it was begrudgingly. She’d had a bad experience with the game once, and didn’t wish to repeat it.

The game started off normal enough, with stupid dares, like Kuwabara running around with underwear on his head, and Yusuke singing to Madonna’s ‘Like A Virgin.’ Then, they started to get interesting. A few Truths went around, revealing embarrassing secrets, like Kuwabara’s real love for Kittens, and the fact that Hiei hung around Kurama’s apartment a lot, which got a few raised eyebrows. Not from Kiyomi though. She knew better. Much better.

It was on Yusuke’s sixth turn that things took a really interesting turn. He looked at Kiyomi, and grinned slightly. “Kiyomi, Truth or Dare.”

Kiyomi, feeling some sort of bravery rush through her veins, replied, “Dare.”

Yusuke’s smirk grew bigger. “I dare you to kiss Kurama. In front of everyone. And not just a little peck on the lips either. It has’ta be a real kiss.”

Kiyomi felt her cheeks flame at that moment. This couldn’t be happening! Not now! Covertly, she glanced in Hiei’s direction, and saw the Koorime’s lips set in a hard, straight line. The glint in his eyes dared her to do it. Though she was afraid he would kill her in her sleep, she had no choice but to take it.

“Fine. But I’m going to make you pay for this Yusuke Urameshi.”

Kiyomi got up, and walked over to where Kurama was seated on the floor and knelt in front of him. Kurama had an interesting look on his face, and Kiyomi couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

She blinked once, and gave him an apologetic look. He returned the look with a look that said, ‘It’s alright. It’s just a dare,’ to which she nodded to.

After half a moment more, she leaned in, her lips lightly brushing his. Then, knowing very well that this could be her only chance to ever do this, she brought her lips to his, and kept them there for a moment. To her surprise, he kissed back, his hand slipping onto hers, which was on the floor, holding her up. She was settled between his knees, and found that it was actually a quite comfortable spot.

But, as quickly as the kiss had started, she ended it, blushing again. She felt the butterflies flutter up for the second time that day, which surprised her. ‘Three times in two days….God….there must be something wrong with me….’

She stood up, and headed back to her seat, well aware of the multiple sets of eyes on her, including three from Hiei. She prayed that he wasn’t reading her mind, because she didn’t want him to know what she’d been thinking a few moments earlier. That could be the death of her, if he was the jealous type of person she thought he was.

A few more rounds went by, and Kiyomi quietly excused herself. She planned on going to bed, and hopefully, this wouldn’t hinder anything she had planned too much. She hadn’t expected Yusuke to Dare her something like that….Had he heard her conversation with Hiei?! She wasn’t sure. She wasn’t a telepath, and half of her didn’t want to know what was running through that perverted head of his…No. It had to have been a joke. She and Kurama appeared to be the only two who were single at the moment. That must’ve been why he did it…It had to be!!!

Sighed, she stripped off her clothing, changed into her pajama’s, and crawled into the bed. She’d gotten a room to herself, being the only female on the team. Yusuke and Kuwabara shared one of the other rooms, while Hiei and Kurama shared the other one. Keiko, Yukina, and Shizuru, from what she had learned, were staying nearby, where guests of the fighters stayed. Kiyomi half wished she could go with them…she would feel a little more comfortable surrounded by women instead of men.


What seemed like hours later, she drifted off into a deep, yet uneasy sleep. Something foreboding was coming, but she couldn’t interpret it. She just had the feeling to go off of. Not that it was much to begin with.

The night dragged on slowly for her. She woke up every so often, and soon, gave up on sleep. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be in the fights in the morning. That wouldn’t be good.

Once morning came, she got up, and started to dig through her bag for some decent clothing. Once she found something that wasn’t full of holes, and looked somewhat feminine, she pulled her shirt off, and heard a light tap on the door.

Blinking, she pulled her clean shirt over her head, and went to the door, still wearing her pajama bottoms, which were a pair of rather short, white shorts. Quietly, she pulled the door open, and peeked out.

It was Kurama.

“Ah. Kiyomi. I wasn’t sure if you were awake or not,” He said, the same pleasant, indifferent smile on his face, as was his norm.

“I…err…had a bad night. But….I think it was good that you knocked.”

“Oh?”

“I’m in the middle of changing.”

“Ah,” He chuckled at that. “Well, I suppose it was good that I decided to knock.”

She nodded, blushing as the memory of the night before surfaced, uncalled for, and embarrassing, in her mind anyway.

“I’ll let you finish changing then. We’ll leave for breakfast when you’re ready.”

“Alright. It should only take a few more minutes.”

He nodded, and she closed the door, feeling the blush start to creep into her face. What was it about him that did this to her! She didn’t know, and if she did, she wouldn’t know how to correct it.

Shaking her head, Kiyomi quickly pulled of her pajama bottoms, and pulled on her clean bottoms, a skirt that fell to her knees. Socks and shoes followed, then she was out the door.

Breakfast seemed to drag on forever, and after a while, Kiyomi noticed that someone was missing.

“Hey…Where’s Kuwabara?” She asked, blinking at her own revelation. Had it really taken her that long to notice?

“He wasn’t feeling so swell when he woke up, so he stayed behind,” Yusuke replied, shoving a large amount of nasty looking food into his mouth.

Kiyomi blanched. “N-no way! T-that means…” She started to quiver.

“Kiyomi, calm down. You’ll do fine,” Kurama murmured in a calm, soothing voice, and patted her shoulder lightly. “Everything will work out in the end.”

“N-n-n-no! I won’t do fine! I’m gonna get turned into a pancake!!!” She practically screamed, feeling a panic attack starting.

They spent the next few minutes trying to convince the poor girl that she wasn’t going to die. When they finished, she wasn’t totally convinced, but she wasn’t at the point of hyperventilation either. But, the quivering was still there, and the butterflies were worse than ever.

Kiyomi didn’t touch her breakfast after that. She’d only eaten a few bites before, and that was now threatening to come up. ‘God…I’m sorry, Kiyoshi,’ She thought, a new shiver running through her. If she died, it would tear her brother up. She was his only living relative. She just had to live!

Eventually, it was time to go out the field. Their first match wasn’t until noon or so, meaning they didn’t have to be there, but Yusuke and Hiei wanted to watch the fights, so Kiyomi and Kurama went as well. Kiyomi didn’t want to be there, though. She went so she wouldn’t have to be alone with her thoughts.

At a moment when Hiei and Yusuke looked to be entirely engrossed in the fights, Kiyomi decided to bring up Hiei with him. She didn’t know how that would go over, but she hoped she’d be able to get something out of him. He, as she’d found out, was notorious for hiding information.

“Hey…Kurama?” She said tenatively. She was seated next to him, but she kept her voice low enough that the other two probably wouldn’t hear it over the noise.

“Yes Kiyomi?” He responded, looking at her. There was an impassive look in his face, but a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course.”

“Alright….” She started. “This is going to be a bit personal….but, are you and Hiei…an item?”

“An item?”

“Yeah….like…lovers?”

He sighed. “It was only a matter of time before someone asked that. I should have been expecting it.” He stopped for a moment, a look of slightly sadness entering his eyes. Then, he continued. “I had hoped there was something there…but, it seems that there wasn’t. So no, we are not an item.”

Kiyomi nodded. “I’m sorry if I touched a nerve. I didn’t mean to, but it was bothering me. I felt a kind of….tension between the two of you, and when I figured it out, I wanted to see if it was worth helping. But, if you think there’s nothing there, then I won’t interfere.” She paused, took a breath, and continued. “I can’t make someone love someone else if they don’t want to.”

He nodded in response. “I understand.”

“Um….but….there is one other thing I’d like to ask….if it’s not too much bother.”

“What would that be?”

At this point, she could see Hiei’s eyes on her. Apprasing them quickly, she saw the one thing she didn’t expect. It was disbelief, mixed with a look that was egging her to do it. In his mind, she was going to get rejected. And he wanted to see it happen.

“Well…I was just wondering….since you’re single, and I’m single, if you’d like to go out sometime. I know we don’t know each other that well, but…I suppose, through dating, we could find out more about one another.” She mentally held her breath, and waited for his answer.

She watched as he thought about it. It took a few minutes, but, sooner than she expected, she received her answer.

“I would love that, Kiyomi.”

She blinked at that. “Y-you would!? R-r-really?!” She stuttered out, a smile breaking out on her face.

Kurama nodded, a smile forming on his own lips. “Yes, I would. I realized something, when you asked me about Hiei. I was waiting for something that was never going to happen. And then I realized that I needed to move on. So I am.”

Kiyomi couldn’t resist letting out a fangirlish squee of joy, and wiggled slightly in her seat. After that, she looked at Hiei. He was dumbfounded.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a flash of red, and then suddenly, a soft pair of lips on hers. They were Kurama’s, and they brought back memories of the previous night. Before she could react to kiss back, she felt his tounge slide between her lips, and enter her mouth for a breif, blissful moment. As quickly as the kiss had started though, it ended, leaving Kiyomi slightly breathless.

The rest of the fights were a blur. Kiyomi and Kurama spent much of that time talking and occassionally holding hands. Kurama was always a gentleman, and asked before he did so, and Kiyomi was always more than happy to let him. It could have almost looked like they were cuddling, except that it was hard to cuddle in stadium seats. Kiyomi still hadn’t figured out how to do it when their turn came up.

Her stomach started to flutter with the ever present butterflies again. Kurama laid a hand on her shoulder, and reassured her that everything was going to be fine. Yusuke, as thick headed as he could be sometimes, helped out where he could. He showed her few quick self-defensive moves, and what to do in certain situations, and even tried to reassure her that if the guy she went against messed her up too badly, he’d go and personally pummel them. Kiyomi laughed at that, and felt a little better.

Hiei said nothing. But what she got from him said everything. He wanted her to die, and he didn’t care how. If the tournament didn’t do it to her, he was considering doing it personally. She wasn’t sure if he already had something….but she was pretty sure it wasn’t good if he did.

She shook the though away, and watch Yusuke go first. He had a habit of making it look really easy….something she envied. She tried to pick up a few of his moves, but that wasn’t going to work. He used the Spirit Gun. She could barely make a ball out of her Spirit Energy. She sighed, and continued to watch.

Hiei was next. Again, he made it look effortless, but Kiyomi wasn’t going to try to copy him. That wouldn’t work.

After Hiei came Kurama. Kiyomi, after all these years, still enjoyed watching him fight. He was so graceful, and something about it helped to calm her down a little more. The plants were an added plus. It was just…overall fascinating.

Then came Kiyomi’s turn. She desperately didn’t want to do this, and she was sure that anyone could tell. But she dutifully made herself walk up to that stage, and took up her stance. She could tell, just by looking at the guy, that he was a class above her. This didn’t bode well. It was going to take a miracle for he to walk away from this.

It lasted longer than she expected, and the tide turned in her favor after she elbowed the guy in the face, breaking his nose. Things probably would have gone over better if he hadn’t stepped on her foot right before, so that when she went down as she elbowed him, her foot twisted, sucessfully spraining it. She ignored the pain, and continued to fight, using what she could as weapons. Rocks, bits of the other, now dead contestants, and clumps of grass were all fair game, as were her fists, her good foot, finger nails, and teeth.

After a mere five minutes, she pegged the guy in the head, knocking him out. Kiyomi couldn’t help but blink at that. “All it took was a rock to the head….? Why didn’t I think of that sooner….” She said, shaking her head as the count was started. The guy stayed down, and when Kiyomi was declared the winner, she limped off the stage. She wanted to go back to her room and put Ice on it, but she didn’t know what the others wanted to do.

Kurama, once she was far enough away from the stage, helped her over to the rest of the group. Yusuke congratulated her with a clap on the back, while Hiei just glared.

“That was…ingenious!! At first…I’ll admit it, but I really didn’t think you were going to make it…..but man…..A rock to the head! That was great!!” Yusuke said, smiling brightly. “Congratulations.”

Kiyomi smiled weakly back. “Thankyou….I don’t fight….at least….not living things. I didn’t think that would work….otherwise I would’ve done it a lot sooner….” She grimaced as she shifted slightly, and put too much weight on her bad foot. “Um….if you guys don’t mind, I’m going to go back to the room….I need a bath….and some ice…”

“Go ahead, Kiyomi. I doubt you’ll miss anything,” Yusuke said, shrugging. “Didn’t seem like you or Kurama were payin’ much attention earlier anyway….What was with all the googly eyes and shit anyway?….It reminded me of a bad romance movie….”

Kiyomi blinked. “Oh…Heh….I asked him out….he said yes. That’s all.”

Kurama blinked at that, but made no remark to it. He just tightened his arm around her waist a little, and kissed the top of her head lightly.

Yusuke nodded. “Hmph. ‘Bout time, Fox Boy. I was startin’ to think you were gay.”

Both Kiyomi and Kurama surpressed a laugh. “Well….we’ll be on our way…” Kurama said, deftly picking Kiyomi up bridal style. “Are you coming, Hiei?”

“Hn. I’d rather not be in the same room as that half-breed if I don’t have to. I’ll pass,” He stated. He then turned on his heel, and went back to their seats.

Kurama blinked once. “Well then, I suppose it’s just you and me then, Kiyomi. Are you alright with that.”

“Why wouldn’t I be? I trust that you aren’t going to try anything strange on me.”

He smiled, and they were off.

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A/n: I’m stopping here. It’s ten pages….no sex yet, but I’ll get to that…..next chapter maybe? Who knows. We’ll just have to wait and see. Reviews please!