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YOUKAI TALES:
Story Three: Cinderella
By Korogi
Classification: Extreme yaoi, scenes of lemon
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Disclaimer: All characters, situations and places
pertaining to Yu*Yu*Hakusho are copyrighted and owned byYoshihiri Togashi,
Shueishen Inc. and Shonen Jump Weekly. Exceptions to this is the
character of Yo-mawari and the lands of Yomatsu Hara-Sakai, which are owned
by me!
Cinderella is owned by Walt Disney Corporation,
and is in no way affiliated with the above people/corporations or with
this fic.
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CINDERELLA
CAST BRIEFING:
Hiei sighed heavily, plopping down
to sit on the floor of the studio in the tattered, old Cinderella rags
... Kurama, however had a huge smile painted across his face as the costumers
put the finishing touches on the hole Prince Charming outfit.
Keiko, Yukina and Shizuru stepped
out lightly from the make-up room, each done up as one of the three step-sisters,
Shizuru taking long pulls on her cigarette.
Cricket rubbed her hands together.
"Alright! This should go a bit more smoothly.
Keiko swirled her dress around.
"Uh .. who's playing the Wicked Step-Mother?" All eyes turned immediately
to Kuwabara.
The tall young man tear-dropped,
looking from pair of eyes to pair of eyes. "HEY! Don't look
at me!!"
All eyes turned back to Cricket.
She pointed easily off to the make-up door. An older woman stepped
out, framed beautifully in a purple, velvet number. All jaws fell
open as the woman spun, showing the dress of beautifully.
"O ... Okasan?" Kurama studdered,
watching his mother float gently across the room.
"Shuuichi ... look at you!
As handsome as ever," Shiori cooed, straightening the frilly shirt under
his neck. She patted his cheek lovingly and stood back, admiring.
Cricket flipped through the script
quickly, checking her watch. "Places, people! We roll in five
minutes!"
The Tale:
Keiko, Yukina and Shizuru descended
the stairs in leaps and bounds, chatting among themselves, each cradling
an invitation to the royal ball carefully.
At the bottom of the stairs, looking
a scrub brush over intently sat Cinderella ... er, sorta! Hiei examined
the scrub-brush carefully, plopping it into the water bucket, watching
the water splash all over creation.
Shizuru took another pull on the
cigarette, stepping carefully across the wet floor. "Having fun,
Hiei?"
"Cinderella," he growled lowly,
fishing the scrub-brush out of the pail of water.
Keiko cleared her throat.
"Well ... while we're off at the royal ball ... you can iron my laundry!"
She said, dumping a load of clothes on his head.
"And you can wash the dishes,
" Yukina chuckled, tossing him a pair of pink, rubber gloves ...
"... and clean the bathrooms
..." Shizuru tossed him a toilet scrubby.
Above them Evil Step-mother Shiori
stepped down the stairs, flowing lightly. "Oh Cinderella!" she sang
lightly. "You can plunge the kitchen sink .. it's backed up again!
Um, you can mow the lawn, feed the dogs ... "she pulled out a rolled list
from her purse, the list unrolling, the four women watching as the end
bounced down the stairs, resembling a run-away roll of toilet paper.
Shiori watched as the end thumped neatly down the stairs, springing off
of Hiei's head, continuing out the front door ... and she began reading
of her mile-long list of demands.
Hiei sat quietly listening to every
demand, ending each line with a muffled 'che!', crossing his legs and closing
his eyes.
" ... and don't forget that the
garbage still needs to go out!" Shiori folded the list a few times,
gave up and tossed it down the stairs. "And pick that up!" she pointed
to the bouncing scroll as it thumped to the floor, rolling to rest beside
Hiei.
Hiei growled lowly opening his eyes,
turning his attention back to the scrub brush.
"Any way .. we're off to the ball
... and I expect this house to be SPOTLESS when I return!" Shiori
tried her best to yell. "Ooh! I've always wanted to say that!!"
Hiei forced a smile to the woman
as she and the three girls picked past him and out the door.
The set grew quiet as Hiei got to
his feet. "Humans ... "
In a puff of smoke, Mukuro appeared
in a frilly, white fairy-godmother costume, waving a plastic wand around
rather clumsily. She smiled widely and looked Hiei over. "Heh.
Cute!"
"And who are YOU supposed to be?"
"I'm your Fairy Godmother!"
"You've GOT to be kidding me!!"
Hiei yelled, folding his arms across his chest.
She shook her brilliant, orange
hair. " 'Fraid not." She adjusted the blue eye piece and began
forward, tripping occasionally on the huge, fluffy gown. "Now ...
you have to get to that ball, Hiei." She ran through a mental list
of things in her head quickly. "Now .. you need a pumpkin ... a few
mice ..."
"You're gonna settle for a pail
of water and this," he said, tossing Mukuro the scrub brush.
She caught it expertly and shrugged.
"Good enough." She smiled slightly, rasing the wand. "Now ..
to get you out of that hideous thing you're wearing now."
"As long as it' ain't PINK!" Hiei
growled loudly.
POOF!!
Kurama leaned over the railing at
the palace as Yusuke was pointing people out aside from him, dressed in
velvet clothing. "That one!"
"No."
"That one?"
*sigh* "No"
"That one?"
Kurama groaned slightly and
stood back from the railing. "None of them catches my fancy."
"I'll bet," Yusuke said under his
breath, continuing to point people out.
Below them and across the ballroom,
the doors opened and four new women stepped in. Kurama smiled, watching
the older one enter. He turned to Yusuke. "How 'bout some punch?"
Yukina giggled, following Keiko
and Shizuru across the floor. "This looks like fun!"
Shiori watched the stairs
intently as Kurama descended.... and the doors burst open behind them ...
AGAIN
Standing ... more like seething
... in the door way stood a short, slim figure in a beautiful white
gown, a tall head of spiked, black hair with an adorable white thatch exploding
from his forhead. The figure growled and began across the ballroom
in a huff, starring down the people who stared back at him
Kurama smiled widely, watching
the black-haired yokai in the dress storm into the ballroom. He hopped
down the steps in about three long strides and cut the yokai off at the
pass, taking him instantly into his arms.
Hiei squirmed, watching several
extra's gasp in astonishment. "Lemme go," he growled. "Why do *I*
always get stuck in the ridiculous costumes??"
Kurama smiled playfully. "You
want to get out of that dress?"
Hiei sat comfortably on a ridiculously
HUGE bed somewhere off in the castle, furiously unbuttoning the dress,
mumbling to himself about a 'damn fox' and 'an idiotic human director'
The dress soon found itself to the
floor ... along with the corset he'd been squeezed into and a set of glass
slippers. Hiei sat clothed only in a set of bunny boxers, little
cutsie fluffy rabbits playing over his body. He groaned and crawled
back on the bed, positioning himself in the exact middle. The bed
bounced with each movement ...
Hiei paused, feeling the bed settle
... then moved again, feeling the bed bounce slightly. He bared the
tiny fangs and got to his feet, steadying himself as the bed calmed ...
and jumped ...
The bed rebound, flowing up and
down, launching the little yokai into the air .. he jumped again... and
again. Hiei began bouncing all over the bed, being propelled higher
and higher into the air with each jump ...
"Having fun?"
Hiei crashed to the bed, boinging
up and down on his back-side. Kurama sat smiling at the foot of the
bed, dressed in a loose T-shirt and boxers, calmly watching Hiei bounce
his final bounces. The two stared back and forth at each other a
minute, Kurama breaking the stare by swinging his long legs onto the bed,
turning his brilliant green eyes to the yokai's small, wild red ones.
Kurama held Hiei's gaze unwavering,
smiling seductively as he rolled over on all fours, narrowing the green
eyes playfully. "Hope you're not expecting to go back home for a
while." Kurama flashed a seductive smiling, beginning to slowly crawl
across the insanely huge bed, keeping his eyes on Hiei with every fluid
motion.
Hiei felt his heart begin to pump
a bit harder ... he had never seen Kurama act quite like this before.
But he watched ... curious at Kurama began to crawl slowly around him on
the bed, circling him like a predator stalking its prey,. Hiei watched
the green eyes as best he could as the human figure passed out of sight
... appearing around his other side shortly...the seduction continuing.
With the biggest, sexiest grin he
could muster, Kurama crouched about a yard away on the bed, looking Hiei
straight in the face, watching the little yokai squirm uncomfortably ...
but the small figure sat calmly still in the middle, watching curiously...
and with a powerful burst, Kurama leapt, landing in a pile of red hair
and sheets on Hiei, rolling him into a cocoon of sheets so the little yokai
had no chance for escape. And Kurama topped his bundle of with a
light kiss on the nose.
Hiei struggled, unable to move his
arms or his legs. He growled a deadly growl, watching as Kurama,
who seemed to have a full range of movement, easily tossed his T-shirt
to a random corner of the bed, a flashing playfulness striking up in the
foresty-green depths of his eyes.
The yokai's struggles died down
with a far-from defeated sigh, occasionally tugging on his arms and legs
... he was stuck for the time being, watching Kurama hover above
him, smiling.
Hiei growled deeply up at the kitsune,
voicing silent threats. He bared his fangs and hissed, tugging as
his arms.
Kurama laughed quietly, leaning
down to place a kiss on the tip of the yokai's nose again. "You're
mine now ... all mine," the kitsune spoke, a hint of devilish playfulness
poking through. Kurama sat back from the cocoon he had imprisoned his prize
in, running a hand through the spiky black hair, neatly spreading it out.
He then ran a finger lightly over Hiei's soft cheek, tracing
along the lines of his face and jawbone, bringing
the finger down to lightly caress Hiei's lips.
The yokai opened his mouth taking
Kurama's finger, sucking lightly on it, pulling it deeper into his
small mouth. He nibbled lightly, swirling his tongue around the tip,
watching as Kurama's smile grew wider, both in fascination and in some
sort of hidden pleasure.
Kurama with drew his finger from
Hiei's mouth reaching down and lightly touching his lips to the koorime's.
Hiei tried to sit up ... tried to meet more with the soft lips ... but
Kurama managed to stay just out of reach, flashing a playful smile.
Hiei stopped trying with a grunt,
collapsing back to the bed and struggling against the cocoon again, furious
at his lack of movement.
"You can't get free ... not unless
I want you to," Kurama said softly, tracing around patterns on Hiei's neck
andexposed chest. Under him, Hiei snarled in his struggle, throwing
his little body around, cursing ... threatening his captor.
Kurama smiled, moving to straddle
his cocoon, leaning down over the struggle to make a path of soft kissed
over the little cheeks, intentionally skipping over Hiei's lips, much to
the dissatisfaction of the yokai.
"Let me GO!" Hiei demanded, struggling.
Kurama smiled seductively.
"No," he said simply, leaning down to nibble on his neck.
Hiei gasped lightly under the nibbling
falling quickly silent, in turn passing kisses down Kurama's neck as it
came into the range of his mouth. Hiei nibbled too in return to Kurama's
soft nibbled, each one becoming harder and deeper, leaving pairs of fang
marks down Kurama's neck as he went along.
A little reluctantly, Kurama pulled
back and fiddled slightly with the sheet, untucking it from around Hiei's
upper body. As he did, he leaned back over the struggling yokai again,
running his tongue tightly across Hiei's lips ... the fire demon growling
and hissing as he struggled to free himself, trying to capture Kurama's
tongue at the same time.
The sheets gave slightly ... and
gave a little more. Hiei gave a triumphant yell, pulling an arm from
the cocoon. He smirked up to the red-head, bared his fangs and leapt
clean out of the sheets, grabbing locks of Kurama's hair and tackling him
flat.
Surprisingly, Kurama had already
discarded his boxers, working quickly to toss Hiei's off to the side of
the bed as they rolled across the gigantic bed, settling into position
up by the large, fluffy pillows.
The yokai hovered menacingly above
Kurama, only the red eyes in plain view as Hiei hovered nose to nose with
his lover, snarling every once in a while, happily taking up a triumphant
position above.
He ran a hand down Kurama's flat
stomach slowly, watching the eyes gasp as the hand continued down his stomach.
He tickled his sides, feeling the youko's muscles squirm slightly under
his tickling fingers, still continuing at an agonizingly slow rate down
the flat stomach.
Hiei found his mark, gently grasping
him ... stroking him, watching closely as the green eyes closed and relaxed
with a shuddered sigh. Kurama raised his knees, hooking his ankles
around Hiei's back in return to the action. The little yokai hoisted
the young man sightly and kneeled between the knees. He felt for
Kurama, watching the slim chest rise and fall in a calm, rhythmical breathing.
Hiei leaned in, positioning himself
once more, and gently pushed inside Kurama, watching the body gasp and
shudder under his hands. Slowly as he began, Hiei established a rhythm,
leaning up over Kurama's stomach as he pushed deeper and deeper, ending
each motion with a muffled grunt.
Kurama relaxed totally under
the yokai, listening to the raspy breathing, both from himself and from
the demon lover, raising his hands blindly to caress Hiei's chest and body.
The yokai felt that certain feeling
rising, tugging at his body as he increased the rhythm slowly, watching
Kurama's expression, fearing of hurting the fragile human below.
He increased ...
Kurama felt the sudden increase
in pressure, inturn running his fingernails roughly down the small back,
hearing the forceful hiss and grunts increase.
Though a sudden flood of emotions,
Hiei's body let loose as he continued, his breathing becoming more and
more raspy, more forced ... he growled deeply, thrusting deeper and
deeper as his body began to shudder violently, pooling all his strength
into the thrusts, feeling his climax rushing in on him and his lover.
Hiei tried to hold his breath as
he concentrated, finding the attempt useless ... until in a final thrust
Hiei collapsed down to Kurama's chest breathing heavily from his onslaught,
settling his sweat-soaked body on his lover, furiously trying to catch
his breath.
Kurama wrapped his long limbs around
the wet, glistening body and pulled the yokai up to his chest, holding
the yokai close, feeling the heavy, hot breaths flow down his neck, making
his skin crawl. He kissed the side of the little face, rolling over
to strattle over the small body, laying him gently on the bed.
Kurama nuzzled the others cheek,
nibbling gently on his ear. The yokai's hands raised to Kurama's
back, running his hands up to his neck, obviously exhausted.
The green eyes smiled, watching the closed eyes, watching as Hiei fought
against his tired lungs.
Kurama drew back slowly, running
his hands down Hiei's muscular chest, bringing his hands down to
part Hiei's knees. Gently Kurama knelt in, as carefully as he could,
adjusting Hiei's position himself as the koorime began to slowly recover.
Slowly .. easily, Kurama leaned forward, pushing into Hiei.
The little yokai gasped, grinding
his teeth and digging his nails into the sheet below, growling, more in
pleasure than pain as he felt his lover enter his small body.
Kurama continued to push ... in
an out ... slowly at first, keeping a careful eye on Hiei's stone expression,
knowing the features that reveled when the fire demon was in pain.
Gently he established a rhythm, feeling the small body relax under his
weight and pressure, completely and totally giving himself to the youko
above him.
Hiei reached down and grasped the
young man's rear, with each movement, pulling Kurama up further into him,
listening with a hidden smile to the youko's gasps of air with each stroke.
The rhythm increased, mostly on
Hiei's insists and Kurama soon came to his climax, forgetting for a moment
exactly where he was as his brain flooded though a flow of orgasmic emotions,
ending shortly after it started. He had nearly forgotten human emotions
and feelings concerning love were not as heavy nor as involved as the demon
emotions were.
Kurama withdrew and leaned over
the yokai panting, shaking under his sudden loss of strength, fighting
to keep from collapsing down and utterly crushing the yokai below him.
Hiei reached over and nabbed the
sheet that had earlier imprisoned him, pulling up over Kurama's back and
rolling over onto the hot, wet body, watching as Kurama gladly gave into
the bed, nearly passing out of consciousness.
Kurama was basically out of it as
Hiei leaned down and pressed his lips firmly down to meet the others, slipping
his tongue deep into the mouth, swirling, trying to mimic the movements
Kurama had done so many times before. He laid his body over Kurama's,
his fire spirit fueled by the heat of both their worked bodies, deepening
the kiss as best he could, pausing to nibble occasionally on the soft,
rosy lips.
The kiss seemed to revive Kurama,
pulling his strength back into his body as he recovered to tightly embraced
the small figure, kissing back with expert ease.
Hiei suddenly drew back, watching
the green eyes pop open with a new spark of playfulness. He held
the green eyes for a moment. Hiei cocked his head to the side, resting
his arms on Kurama's stomach, looking the man's face over. "Kurama
... "
The green eyes smiled, pulling
Hiei back down to rest on his chest. "Hai, koi-bito?"
"What if the others find us like
this?"
Kurama smiled, cuddling the yokai
deeper into his chest. "I've already thought of that." He reached
up under one of the enormous pillows, producing two pairs of swimming trunks,
handing the smaller pair to Hiei.
Hiei raised an eyebrow at the offering,
his eyes asking various questions.
Kurama rolled off the bed, setting
the yokai on the floor with gentle ease, running his hands down over the
wet body. He took his little hand in his and lead him around the
insanely large bed to a pair of french doors, throwing them open.
The cool night air flowed in quickly
over them, instantly chilling their wet bodies. Kurama smiled, enjoying
the sudden chill, but Hiei shuddered violently, thankful as Kurama wrapped
his long arms around the shivering yokai.
Below the balcony sat a large swimming
pool, the patio area riddled with carts loaded with food and party supplies.
Hiei snorted and looked up to Kurama.
"I don't get it ... a cement pond?"
Kurama smiled. hugging the small,
naked body tightly. "Sort of. It's more like a large bathtub."
"What's a bathtub?" the yokai asked,
looking over the pair of swimming shorts.
Kurama puttered. "Never mind
... " and he released Hiei, beginning to tug the shorts up onto his body.
Cricket paced nervously back
and forth on the ballroom set, occasionally checking her watch and grumbling
to herself. "Those two .. " She tugged at the two red buns on the
back of her head.
KERSPLASH!!!!
Yusuke stepped out of
his dressing room, slinging a huge, sunny beach towel over his shoulder.
"Has the party started without us?"
Cricket turned, wielding a
huge blow-up alligator. "POOL PARTY!!"
The cast rushed out of the
ball room, each in their own pool attire and slid to a collective halt
quickly, each bumping into one another. A large slide, made entirely
out of plants adorned most of the southern end of the pool. Atop
it, Kurama appeared, standing and waving at the rest of the cast and crew.
Behind him, Hiei crept silently, stalking the tall young man, keeping just
out of eyesight of the tall, red-head. With a great leap, Hiei pounced,
pushing Kurama over the edge of the plant-slide, sending him sliding down
head first in a yell to land with a wet, noisy KERPLOP in the water below.
"Heh heh ... stupid fox," he yelled down the slide, grinning thinly.
Kurama burst over the surface of
the water, sputtering and wiping water and red hair from his vision.
"Hey! You little sneak!" He turned to the cast and smiled widely.
"Hi-ya!"
"So THIS is where you two have been!"
Yusuke said loudly, tossing his towel to the side.
Yukina, sporting an adorable, frilly
swim suit flowed gently across the patio, slipping her hand into Kuwabara's
arm, leaning her head on his shoulder.
Kuwabara looked down to the sudden
presence ... and hit the patio. "Ahah! Yukina-chan!" he squealed
like a moron, picking himself up from the patio. He stumbled to his
feet, scratching his head nervously and grinned like a fool.
Keiko and Shizuru groaned, agreeing
silently as they positioned themselves behind Kuwabara ... who was at present,
succeeding only in making himself look like an absolute fool.
"One ..." Keiko said silently.
"Two ... " Shizuru smiled evilly.
"THREE!!!!"
The two shoved the tall boy roughly
... Kuwabara sailed beautifully through the air, marking out a perfect
parabola, sprawling to land with a soaking PLOP next to Kurama in
the pool, drenching half the cast in the process.
Behind them all Shiori smiled, admiring
her son as he dunked Kuwabara and quickly swam off.
Still perched above on the plant-slide,
Hiei smirked. "Baka!!" he yelled, and leapt, sliding easily down
the slide, landing with a graceful splash at the bottom.
"Last one in the pool's a deformed
platypus!!" Cricket yelled ... hopping in the pool, followed by a crowd
of people.
Like a little fish through all the
confusion, Hiei swam, meeting up with Kurama. The two exchanged a
knowing smile, Kurama reaching over and kissing him lightly on the cheek
... before abruptly dunking him under the water. He threw his wet
head pack and laughed ... disappearing quickly as he was pulled under to
be wrapped in Hiei's arms, the yokai planting his own kiss on
Kurama's forhead before they surfaced and the
cast party got underway.
