Thread: Guns and Roses (EDDE)

FOX Their first fight would be a difficult one. Though he supposed that shouldn't be a surprise, they were guests here after all, and guests were always treated to the best fights. Kurama picked up his coffee once more after the table had been cleared. It bothered him immensely that he hadn't been able to sense Rinku, nor Zeru as they entered their room. And yet he doesn't bat an eye, the fox stated with an amused chuckle, looking over at their leader still passed out on the couch. Yeah, hey! Wake up Urameshi. Kuwabara poked at the slumbering boy's cheek before grabbing it and pulling it hard enough to snap back painfully. You should let him sleep Kuwabara, we will need him in peek condition for tomorrow's fight. RAE Hiei looked over the lot of them, considering their situation to himself as he looked to each. Despite the nerve touching scene they'd made, the fools that had stolen into the hotel room really shouldn't be too much trouble to deal with, if things went properly. Obviously Kurama can protect himself. The masked one has proven himself competent enough, for now... His eyes landed on Kuwabara as he contemplated him for a moment as well, unable to help but think he would probably be dead by the end of the first match. And then his attention landed on Yusuke. In the state he was in, he wasn't completely useless, but it wasn't as if they could just throw him into the ring while he was still fully unconscious, no matter how good his reflexes were while he was like that. A smirk crossed his face as he mumbled to himself, Heh. Well, maybe. Maybe if they somehow became desperate enough to do so, but if that were to happen in the very first match up in this stupid tournament they'd been so graciously 'invited' to, they honestly wouldn't have a chance through the rest of it. He blinked a bit as he felt eyes on him after he'd commented to himself, large crimson orbs sliding over to the masked fighter, a soft jerk rolling through him as he recognized that the guy was staring. Ch. The smirk, a bit sour now, rolled back over his face as his head turned to look out the window of the crowded room, his right-hand sifting into his pocket as he shared his thoughts on the matter. In any case, every one of us will need to be at their best tomorrow as well, so I suggest each of us does whatever it is they need to tonight to make that happen. His attention flew to the raven-haired teen as he broke into a sudden, loud, clipped off laughter before rolling onto his side and curling into himself, managing to slap Kuwabara right back in his teasing face as he did so, and pulling into a heavy mumble in his sleep. C'mon, that's nothin'--Lousy showoff... I don't like coffee... Allowing the quiet, amused chuckle to pass over him, he turned, moving to the door and opening it, waving lazily over his shoulder with his free hand as he passed through it. As for me, this room is stifling. I'm going to have a look around. So Yusuke honestly wasn't worried about those two, huh? Or at the very least, that was how it seemed, given his outburst, as he sounded far more conscious of the situation than he looked. He wasn't sure if that should be comforting or not given the idiot's bullheadedness in the past, and the fact that even he, with the incredibly sensitive appendage he possessed, hadn't detected their presence until just before he'd seen them. Asleep or not, it was proving impressive how well the spirit detective was keeping up. He paused as he moved to close the door, preening as the masked guy seemed to have suddenly landed on his heels in mimic. He didn't like this guy. They knew almost nothing about him, and there was something off about him that was grating on his nerves. Glaring him down for a moment, his head snapped to the side in that way that could sometimes seem snooty. Hn. Anger flickered through a faltered smirk at his inability to notice the guy creeping up on him. He walked past him, leaving quickly without closing the door, the chore left to the masked fighter as he also left silently. FOX Hey! Hiei seemed to be ignored by Kuwabara in favor of grabbing Yusuke by the collar of his shirt and shaking him back and forth roughly. You're not really asleep are you, this is just some ploy to piss me off. Kuwabara. The human stopped mid slap to look at Kurama. The fox shook his head slightly and eventually Kuwabara mumbled a 'he started it,' before dropping the team leader back onto the couch. He continued to glare at the slumbering boy, irritation building on his features until he jumped off the couch. I can't just sit around like this! He declared. The carrot top stalked towards the door with his hands thrown into his pockets. I'm gonna check this place out, he continued with a mumbled 'this place should have better entertainment then the boat.' You gonna be alright on your own Kurama? Naturally, Kurama answered, sipping at his coffee until he and Yusuke were left alone. The door shut and green eyes focused on the slumbering detective and thought back to recent events. Was he truly asleep? If so, how deeply? Surly Genkai's training had been severe, and yet Yusuke seemed more aware of his surroundings then those of the group who were awake. He set the coffee cup down and stood to switch couches. Now sitting in Kuwabara's spot right beside him. Yusuke? He questioned, curiosity fueling him. It killed cats after all, not foxes. With a thoughtful hum he reached forward and pinched Yusuke's nose between his thumb and forefinger. RAE Yusuke was rattled about like a rag doll as Kuwabara shook the Hell out of him, lacking a reaction to it at all. He landed back partially on his side as he was dropped, a light hum and the slightest chuckle on his lips as his fingers curled into his hair, perhaps seeming less of a reaction to the assault than to whatever was playing through his mind in his dreams. He settled into himself immensely when Kuwabara's presence was gone, the only reaction to Kurama sitting next to him being a soft shift of his head, as if he were getting more comfortable. For a long moment Kurama was left pinching his nose as it held the teens breath, unaffected until the catch in his lungs finally caught up to him. First, he made a face scrunching against the hold on his nose through a shift in his lips. Then, quite suddenly, he threw his arms in the air, legs straightening sharply through a fit that landed him on his back as he groaned, Cut it OUT! The outburst was short lived as he fell limp all over again, left arm flopping over the side of the couch as his foot landed on the ground through the relaxed state. His breath took back up into his chest in deep breath via his mouth. Returning to a mumble trailing off at the end, he added, Give a guy a break K'rama. Hnn. Got rocks to break over here... FOX Kurama quickly pulled his hand at the outburst, but didn't move from his spot. He was smiling, amusement and mischief gleaming in his eyes. If you do not stop me Yusuke, this will be your fault, he stated while popping off the cap to a marker that seemed to come from nowhere. Now, what to do... The fox let out a soft hum, a soft palm carefully hold Yusuke's cheek to keep his face still. Prank or not, he was a perfectionist. The dark maker curved over Yusuke's forehead to create the image of an eye that was very close to Hiei's. However, the pupil was left as a big heart, and large, curly lashes were added in. Hmm. Kurama tapped the cap of the marker against his chin, thoughtful. On the right cheek, quickly and messily scrawled to match another team members hand writing Kurama wrote 'Jerk face.' Not his first choice, but it would certainly be Kuwabara's. The other cheek started with whiskers that curved up into little spirals, and he colored in the left eyelid. You've become far too vulnerable in this state Yusuke. Forgive me, I couldn't help myself. RAE Yusuke's face scrunched a bit again as Kurama's hand landed on his cheek. There was a light tug of his chin against the hold, but easily he didn't wake up, the rest of him remaining relaxed. As the redhead spoke to him again, he seemed to choose that as his time to respond lazily. Oh ha-freakin-ha. Just you wait, buddy.... He moved to roll once more, only the wrong way and he slipped of the couch with a loud thud. Stupid cats... FOX Biting on his knuckle the fox resisted his laughter, allowing it to escape in only a quiet chuckle. Perhaps I have gone too far? he questioned, looking at his leader face down in the carpet. His lips curled and he couldn't hide the devious expression on his face. Leaning down Kurama pressed the marker to the back of his neck. A winking cat was left behind. I believe that now I have gone too far. The marker was closed and left on the coffee table before he gently lifted Yusuke back up onto the couch. I apologize for my cruelty, he said in a tone that clearly said he didn't really. Kurama had just returned to his previous spot on the couch and took a sip of the still warm coffee when the door to the hotel room opened and Kuwabara walked in. Man Kurama, were you just sitting in the quiet? Urameshi can't be much company... eh?! A shit eating grin split the boy's face before laughter spewed forth. Oh man, who did that? It was Hiei, it'd have to be that little punk. In an instant Kuwabara was at Yusuke's side with the marker in hand. He started on his neck, doodling a big, steaming pile of shit just under his chin. RAE He groaned as the back of his neck was colored on, curling into himself a bit, though he didn't say anything toward it this time. And he seemed to relax just as comfortably on the couch as he'd been willing to nestle into the floor after the fall. While the overt reaction to Kuwabara's drawing was partially due to the pressure at his throat, it would have to be obvious to Kurama that it was also partially due to him. His fists flailed lightly, easily catching Kuwabara as he was so close, and angry tone in his sharp mumble. Knock that pretty head right of your shoulders... Of course, a moment later he was lax all over again since he'd made a connection. The door opened, and the mask fighter froze in 'his' spot as he entered the scene. There was a smirk hidden within the shroud, a silent chuckle on his chest over the small calamity. FOX Kuwabara reeled back, his arms pulling to the side. Don't call me pretty Urameshi! I still have nightmares from those creepy kissing dreams you sent me. Oh? The fox internalized his hysterics and settled Kuwabara with a purely curious look. This is an interesting development, it would certainly explain your couple like bickering. He couldn't stop himself from laughing, however, when Kuwabara balked. You take that back Kurama! His voice was shrill and the fox hand to bite down on his knuckle to keep himself somewhat quiet. RAE 10 Some help that was... was all he managed and he curled up again. The masked fighter walked over to the screaming teen, plucking the marker from his hand and turning to lean over Yusuke. When he pulled away, capping the marker and retaking his seat near the spirit detective's feet, he'd added quite a bit more. The word 'idiot' was scrawled across his chest as largely as the tank top he was wearing allowed. He'd pulled the jacket away from his left shoulder, a face with its tongue poking out and eyelid pulled down, 'dumb ass' scrawled down his arm below it. He twirled the pen between his fingers, chuckling silently.