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Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

A mildly interested starebhad been landed on Genkai by large crimson eyes for a few moments after the threat shed made against him. If he were being perfectly honest with himself he was more than a little curious about the force that had brought Yusuke to his current state. Although at the same time she really was a shell of what shed been before. By his own standards, Hiei certainly would classify her as frail. Especially when considering her strength previously. Perhaps that was why it was so easy to land his attention back on the fox through his defeated sigh. Then again, there might be more concern there than Hiei would be willing to admit himself. If he had proper binding and weren't standing around like a moron bleeding everywhere it probably wouldn't bother Hiei nearly as much. Kurama wouldn't die so easily from those wounds alone. But in this form it wouldn't tale much more than simply moving around too much and allowing himself to bleed all over like that to actually do him in. With nothing other than a that's better and a steep frown as he began disrobing the woman closed her eyes and began focusing her energy on him nearly immediately. Hiei was no longer focused on her anymore though. And while he didn't exactly show his own anger and disgust with the state Kurama had been put into with a sharp frown of his own, almond shaped crimson eyes did focus on him sharply. He realized as it was tugged away that Kurama's clothing had only added to the contrasting effect of the blood that covered him. The wounds themselves in a way added more to the feature in fact. But still he found some of the mention in his stance loosening as he watched the largest wound--the one in his abdomen-- begin to slowly mend and stitch itself back together. The sight was enthralling to be perfectly obvious. But Hiei soon found his eyes wandering back up toward the emerald pools that seemed so abnormally bright against the contrast of all of that blood. It was a different effect than that of his hair all together and he simply couldn't stop himself from looking over the slowly mending form only to stop on those deep forest gems every once in a while. So much so in fact, he could even see the clearing effects the old woman's healing was having on them. The more he healed, the clearer they grew having been clouded over in pain and whatever else the effects of those wounds had had on him. Seeing life spring into someone's eyes was almost as fascinating as watching life seep out of them. He was distracted once again rather abruptly. Genkai, as she finished mending his wounds, broke into sharp breath and swayed more than slightly upon pulling back her technique. The sweat on her brow was obvious. And he might have seen the somewhat significant change in her stance and form if he's been paying attention to her at all. Ha! The over simplified 'gotcha' statement was met with a short look and a deep, calming breath from the hag.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

He felt those crimson eyes roaming over his form. The fox would have appreciated that fact, and even enjoyed the attention if his focus hadn't been settled elsewhere. Kurama's jaw tightened and his teeth clenched together at the vastly uncomfortable feeling of energy invading his body and stitching his flesh together. He'd never liked the effect of healing techniques, they always felt far too invasive to the animal spirit who's own energy was open to the nature around him. It felt clogging and smothering less helpful and more hindering, and the sensation of growing chunks of flesh wasn't exactly pleasant either. Still, once that creeping, crawling feeling across his belly faded and his skin was once more whole, if a bit sensitive, the pain had fled. Relief softened his expression and sagged his shoulders. Not even worry for Genkai's well being could wash away the comfort that came with a wound-less body. Well, he was mostly healed anyway. A few of the deeper wounds still remained, but only as shallow scraped along his arms and a significantly smaller crater on his left ankle. In comparison to a few moments ago, Kurama was feeling wonderful. Enough so that it actually took him a few minutes to realize the state of the old woman who had given him that reprieve. Of course, he mimicked Hiei's feelings of 'I told you so,' but he was significantly more tactful. In fact, he didn't mention her waver at all. Doing so would only insult the prideful temple master. Instead he released an audible sigh of relief and offered her a smile that was slightly more than his usual farce. Thank you, Master Genkai. She was given a slight bow of his head. If you allow me a moment to wash, I will quickly return to clean up this mess, the fox assure her. Though, he too felt a bit weak. His injuries were practically non-existent, but he had still lost quite a bit of blood, as the puddle, soaked clothes, and the smears still staining his skin could attest. Last edited Jul 8, 2018
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

The woman managed to right herself after a few long moments of calming breaths. Each one dug that sharp look she had to offer in Hiei's direction not that he was effected by it. Or at least, it didn't look like he was. It was too damn hard to tell with that one most of the time. Although she also couldn't help but notice that the look he was returning only seemed to smug itself up further as she glared. But that might have just been something she was more used to with her previous charge. It didn't matter. She hadn't completed her task, but she'd at least healed the broken looking body before her significantly. Honestly, I'm not sure how you were even standing before. The offer she had in response was somewhat scolding. It was also relieved despite the strain she'd put on herself. It was recognition for the thank you in a way as well. As for the mess, she offered smugly, I volunteer Hiei to clean it up. There was no helping herself. Despite how hard Hiei was to read about many things, some were incredibly easy. And she understood his personality a bit more than she was willing to reveal openly. He had said he was bored. It was most likely the truth. And while it wasn't incredibly difficult to slight him on a normal basis, she'd learned a thing or two about his irritability when he was bored over the past week in close quarters. And the simple sentence spoken with just enough of a cocky tilt behind it worked far too well. What gives you the idea I'd do something like that for you? The taller midget preened beautifully and his stance tensed gracelessly. It was too perfect. And as his hands fisted into balls and sharp eyes landed on her solely he seemed to feel the need to add, What makes you think I'd do anything you'd ask? As if that needed clarification. It was hard not to laugh at the little man right in his oblivious face. In fact, in order to school her features into a scolding tone of their own she had to let out a bit of forced air between her teeth. Ch. I didn't ask. I volunteered you. There's a difference. I don't care about any difference! The edge in his tone said so much. It was so easy to rile him up. Too easy and now she understood why her former student had such a fun time with it... So she couldn't just stop now. She bucked up mockingly herself, raising her own stance purely for the body language the petite demon was sure to read from it as she offered a frown that almost couldn't form. So you expect someone who, in your own words is too old and feeble or who's lost half their blood to do it? You're the one standing well on two feet here. The least you could do is something half useful for once. I am neither your maid nor babysitter, Hag! You can both clean up your own messes. I have nothing to do with it! What a sweet tune dripping with annoyance and malice. Yes. She definitely understood why Yusuke, and to an even greater extent Kuwabara, found so much fun in pushing that little button. Last edited Jul 17, 2018
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

The scolding words were met with a weary chuckle. My injuries were not as bad as you make them out to be, he chided. As I said, they would have healed on their own in time. Still, the fox moved his arms slowly and carefully stretched them out. This is much nicer. He did look perfectly relieved when he felt no pain from his movements, though his limbs felt a little stiff. Kurama was giving himself a casual mental check, shifting now and again to test out just how pliant his skin was. He found a few areas that stung or pulled, and his ankle was still screaming in pain, but it was significantly more manageable now. His stomach may cause a bit of an issue and need to be redressed, but it would be healed completely in another day or so, perhaps even by day break depending on the power of Genkai's spirit wave. Kurama heaved a quiet sigh as the shortest members of the former team Urameshi began to squabble. Usually he was more than happy to join in on such torments to his demon partner, but he did find a hint of annoyance in it due to his exhaustion... Still.... How could he possibly help himself? It was just so easy to rile Hiei up if one knew which buttons to push, and the scent of fresh blood only seemed to bubble him up faster. Hiei was just declaring that he wasn't a babysitter when the devious fox settled the sweetest of smiles on him. With a blood stained body, it seemed wrong on the soft facial features of the demon human hybrid. His eyes closed and curved, and when he spoke his voice was calm and kind and dripping with appreciation, all of which hid the taunting undertone. Thank you for your help Hiei. I truly appreciate it, the fox cooed before turning away to pick up his soaked clothing and begin carrying it to the room he'd been allowed to borrow.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

Kurama counted slowly in his mind as he made his way down the hall. His steps were even and sure, only occasionally wavering on a limp favoring his left leg, but he certainly didn't look like he was about to fall over at any moment anymore. He could breath without worry of pulling open delicate skin, even if his stomach wasn't completely healed. By the count of five, the fox was left to smile at his partner's predictability when the sound of soft footsteps came from behind him. He knew Hiei would follow, what he wasn't sure on was the 'why.' Was he worried? Or had his demonic desire for a blood covered mate fueled his pursuit? That single word answered his question. Without missing a step the redhead glanced over his shoulder to catch the look on Hiei's face. The smile he offered to his firecracker was warm. He was worried about him... It was possible that the blood played a role as well, but Hiei was first and foremost looking out for his well being. It was bother perfectly in and out of character for the feisty fireball, and Kurama had to carefully cultivate such emotions. If he were to simply say outright that he was okay, it could force his partner to retreat. He was a like a skittish stray, and the redhead was a very patient man. Would you care to stay the night, Hiei? He asked smoothly once he'd reached the door to the washroom. It was opened and the fox stepped onto the cool white tile, leaving behind red footprints as he did. I have a special training in mind for myself over this week, and with Genkai's spirit wave I believe I will be able to start tomorrow. If he could train, then he was just fine, and if he could joke , well... The blood soaked clothes were settled in the bath and the water was run to start clearing the soft, green fabric of crimson. Kurama stood straight again and turned to face his partner with playful eyes. Care to join me? It was an offer that was made often enough, and every time it was turned down. Either because Hiei was completely ignorant of the implications, or he was shy. Kurama would have bet on the former if he were a gambling man.
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Curiosity colored the fox's features for only a moment. He hadn't expected Hiei to take him up on the offer in the slightest, but while he was surprised he was in no way disappointed. In fact, he was quite happy to watch his partner slowly disrobe, and offered to take each article by reaching out for them. The little fire demon was covered in almost as much blood as he was, and knowing he was so drenched in his own that he couldn't catch even the slightest hint of that which was covering his partner rubbed him the wrong way. Kurama liked being fully aware of his surroundings, and missing something as blatant as that was just a bit unnerving. He tried not to dwell on it. Turning, the redhead removed his final covering to add it to the small pile of crimson soaked fabric. The boxer shorts left smears of blood along his backside and thighs. He waited to take Hiei's pants as well before he began the short task of rinsing. They would need to be properly washed of course, but he could get the majority of filth out of the strands to keep them from dripping all over the temple floor and creating a larger mess for poor Genkai to clean up. After my battle with Karasu, he began, ringing out his shirt as best he could before hanging it on a near by towel rack. I came to realize that after every transformation into my past self, I regain a bit of his power. The fox returned to the bath to repeat the process until the bath was clear and their clothing was hung up to dry, then the tub was rinsed clean and stopped up to fill while they washed. I plan to force that transformation until I have learned to properly control it. He would not fail again...
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

The wounds still remaining weren't exactly pleasant, though they were significantly better off than they had been. Under other circumstances he would avoiding training or even putting much weight on them, but his plans were different. With the change into Youko there would be no injuries to worry about, that didn't mean he wasn't in pain now however. The redhead was just very good at hiding such a thing, it was ingrained in him from kithood. The animal limping was the first to be eaten. Kurama released a soft hum at the sudden question that really wasn't all that sudden. He didn't answer right away, not because he didn't have one, but because he had too many. Hiei's pants were the last to be hung on the rack before the fox turned and made his way towards the fire demon. He reached out and shifted the spray of water to hit himself instead, and he sighed when the warm water ran down his form to brighten up that crimson circle around the drain. Recently placed shampoo was plucked up off of the counter, and the scent of cherry blossoms tangled with the reek of blood when it was popped open. A fair amount was squeezed into his palm before it was placed back down and Kurama delved his slick hands into flattened black hair. All while he pondered over the question. His first impression was that Hiei was asking why he had been willing to risk his life at the end of that battle. There were many viable answers to that question, and his partner was sure to understand the majority of them but, he wouldn't understand the truth. He wouldn't understand what it meant to be willing to die for others, and he refused to lie, not about this. So instead he turned his attention to the more direct question about his fighting style. A predator fights differently when they become the prey, Hiei, he answered smoothly. He liked this look. Hiei seemed softer with his hair soaked down, and the fox couldn't help but take the time to try and find just where that starburst of white came from. He disguised his search with expertly massaging fingers.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

Not unlike the effect soaking water had on the redhead, the new look was vastly different than usual mainly because of how it made his eyes seem even larger. It wasn't something Hiei had cared to take notice of before, not being a vain creature, but the effect of large eyes and softened hair could even make him seem smaller as well. Then again, some of his height did have to do with that spikey hair. And it was something that no one really saw him without. Of course it wasn't much less in height physically, but the softened look it produced all around really just didn't help. In fact, should someone have an adamant death wish, they may be willing to call him 'cute' while in this state. Even the sharply annoyed look he turned up on the fox as soapy fingers delved into his hair couldn't realy hold much water at the moment. The look was offered as he lifted his chin sharply to avoid that soap getting into the extremely sensitive appendage on his forehead. And while he removed the binding he had covering it to avoid it soaking up the shampoo with the water, the jagan remained closed for obvious reasons. In fact, when Kurama's fingers drew closer to the front of his head he was forced to inadvertently pinch his natural eyes closed as well. What he didn't see fit to remove, despite having deposited everything else, was the binding that shrouded the entirety of his right arm. There was no need to remove it for the sake of washing or to spare himself from a great deal of pain, so he simply didn't. It may have soaked through already but his natural body heat was sure to dry it quickly once they were done in the shower. Having his head tilted back so dramatically made it incredibly difficult to hide the bit of tension that was lost as fingers brushing just right across his scalp. And made it practically impossible not to see the curious, then thoughtful tilt of large crimson eyes as he soaked in the response. Well, it did make sense after all. They turned curious again, though with a sharper intent behind them as they focused back on the redhead. Were you really so desperate? Perhaps he misunderstood. But from how he read the answer he'd been given, looking back on the battle made several of his attempts seem more frantic than he'd thought previously now. He only asked because he was willing to be corrected on the new conclusion. Though a moment after he'd asked as much his attention drew off to a random portion of the ceiling, rising steam swirling about but not obscuring his vision from it. And that neutral look of his fell over his features. This put that slight, natural pinch in his lips, and allowed the following comment to produce itself as utterly unreadable to most people. You nearly killed yourself.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

It was interesting. While dry Hiei's hair showed a bright shock of white, but now, completely soaked, the fox could only find relatively few white hair among the sea of inky black. Still, he found an odd satisfaction of mentally pointing out what he did manage to find. I am not what I once was, he answered vaguely. He was glad to know that his desperation had not been as clear as he'd thought it was. The taste of it was still clear on his tongue, and the memory of a racing pulse and the fear of death -though not his own- was vivid and uncomfortable. Not once had he feared for his own life, but for his friends at ring side, and his human family safe at home and nonethewiser. Their lives were what brought him to the desperate state he'd been in. Hiei wouldn't understand that, and that was alright, he simply kept that information to himself. Kurama ran his hands one more time through dark hair before taking the shower head to rinse out the shampoo. For several seconds he contemplated, pretending not to hear that comment. It held a weight to it that he wasn't sure how best to respond to, but he also knew better. Hiei knew he heard, of course he did. It was better to die and take him with me, than to give him the satisfaction of holding my severed head, the fox offered simply while moving the shower head again and repeating his gentle massage with conditioner. Would you have preferred the latter option? His voice held a light tease as his fingers rubbed soothing circles behind the fire demons ears. Last edited Nov 5, 2018
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

Slim digits continued working their magic. The tips added just the right amount of pressure to be felt as they rubbed over temples and curled around small ears. It was difficult not to react verbally as he watched the fire demon slowly give in to relaxation. Under the water Hiei's face already looked softer than usual his cheek bones framed with dark hair, slanted eyes seeming larger, and bright ruby irises stood out clearly, and the new sleepy actions of his partner only enhanced this further. He took it to mean he was doing a good job, and he increased his efforts in soothing ever present tension. Kurama slid his hands down slowly, brushing over the hair line to press his thumbs into taunt neck muscles. Using the remaining conditioner as lotion, the fox set to work on easing out the knots that had accumulated over his Firecracker's life time. He couldn't help himself though, and his eyes trailed over the lines of muscle accented by drops of water that followed their contours. Hiei was a gorgeous man, and the fox relished the few times he was able to appreciate his form. The perfect mixture of a lean, sinewy swordsman, and the powerful bulk of a hand to hand fighter. He wanted more. Emerald eyes lidded halfway and he breathed a slow, quiet puff of air to release some of the heat very suddenly accosting his system. Hiei answered, and Kurama bent slightly. Then what problems do you have? He questioned, his breath only inches from the smaller demon's ear. The fox hesitated, but only for a moment. There was still a high chance of frightening his partner off, but he libido of a kitsune trapped within the body of a teenaged boy would not be ignored. So soft lips were placed over Hiei's pulse point while diligent hands moved from the neck to rub slowly over firm shoulders and glide down over the fire demon's chest. He couldn't help it. He just couldn't. Hiei was just so delectable before him soaking wet and thoroughly relaxed. He had to try and push the boundaries, because he knew Hiei wouldn't. So, gently, he ran his teeth over hot skin, offering a nibble and a nip now and then as he moved up to Hiei's ear, then back down again. All while he explored the perfectly built chest with curious fingers. He even dared to brush up against a nipple briefly, as if by accident.