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[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

WHO: violentsoftie and stfurameshi
WHERE: Kuwabara's apartment in the MAC
WHEN: today, 4/25
WARNINGS: Proooobably none.
SUMMARY: Hiei drops by Kuwabara's apartment. You know, to make sure he's all right after dealing with Riful harass him and stuff.
FORMAT: How bout some paragraphs.

It had been a week since their ill-fated battle with Riful, and Hiei had finally eased back into his usual patterns (interrupted as they were by Yusuke's absence. He was dealing.). And now that he had regained what little patience he usually possessed, it was time to go look after Kuwabara. Because no matter how strong the idiotic human grew, Hiei would always remain protective of him...and would go to absurd lengths just to hide the fact from the object of his grudging affection.

So he found a window in Kuwabara's apartment and let himself into it, landing silently and padding through the apartment in search of his prey friend.

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[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

Kuwabara woke up, maybe having the sudden presence in his apartment served to rouse him. What were extrasensory gifts for, after all?

He'd fallen asleep at his desk, he realized, and sat up with a little groan. The presence wasn't overtly threatening, but it was Hiei. Awesome. He didn't move just yet, sore and lethargic, but looked down at his school-work and rubbed his eyes.

"Geez. What do you want?" He called the question into the bulk of the apartment as his cat left his room in search of Hiei.

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

Hiei ignored the cat--no telling what Kuwabara had trained it to do, after all--and made for Kuwabara.

"Your eternal soul," he quipped dryly as he entered the room.

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"Haha." He had half a mind to chuck a book at him. He had to have a good, heavy one around here somewhere.

In actuality, he just looked unamused and dulled and moved to try and stretch his legs out. Where had he even been in working when he's fallen asleep? Looking back over the page that had just be stuck to his cheek didn't yield any immediate answers. Oh, well.

He asked again, "Really. What?"

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

Hiei sat on Kuwabara's bed, crossing his legs and propping his chin on his hand as he spoke.

"Oh, I just needed someone to bother. And since the Detective kicked the bucket..."

It was not particularly sensitive, but every person must deal with their grief in their own way. Or something.

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

Oh, screw it. Kuwabara picked up a particularly thick book within reach and chucked it at the little demon. Annoying and insensitive was the kind of personality combo that was just asking for it. "Go pick off some thugs or something! I ain't in the mood!"

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

Hiei caught the book and turned it over in his hands, and gave Kuwabara a particularly unimpressed look for his trouble.

"All study and no play makes Kuwabara a dull boy, isn't that the saying?" he asked snidely.

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"It's Jack. I ain't Jack." Kuwabara just scowled. Really, he would have felt better about his book's safety if it had actually lobbed Hiei and fallen. Not that he found books to be prized possessions, but they were kind of pricey, and Hiei's holding one wasn't that comforting an image. "Besides, I think I've met my fun quota for the month."

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"Same difference," Hiei said, a bored tone working its way into his voice. "What, are you still on the mend? You always were slow to recover from battle."

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"No," he responded sourly. "I'm fine." They did, after all, have the convenience of Yukina's healing abilities, and her company made him feel generally better about everything, aside. Pretty different from Hiei's generally unpleasant company. "I just skipped doing anything for nearly a week. I gotta catch up, you know!"

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

Hiei flipped through a few pages of the book in his hand before snapping it shut again and waving it at Kuwabara.

"Catching up on this gibberish?"

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"Gibberish?" Kuwabara raised his eyebrows, turning his chair around so that he was facing Hiei. "It's English." A used history book, as it turned out, made for junior-high kids and so easier to comprehend than than textbooks for older students. "Didn't Kurama say you were gonna learn, too?"

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"The teacher disappeared. Ported out, as they say."

He tossed the book onto the bed, negligently. "Not like it matters."

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

He nodded in recognition of the fact. Oh, well. So much for getting something other than back come-backs and brutal moves into Hiei's little skull. "Just practice talking with people. It'd be useful to you, you know."

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"If it saves me from talking to incompetents, I'm all for not bothering."

Hiei was, as usual, huffily opposing change. Kuwabara wasn't the only one trying to talk him into learning the language.

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"If you don't bother to understand the local language... Who's really incompetent, I wonder!" He got a probably-less-than-boisterous laugh at of that. It was kind of a lame attempt, really.

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"Definitely them," Hiei said with a huff. "And you, of course."

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah. Always. It's always other people. That's... Great, Hiei." Kuwabara frowned and leaned back into his chair. He didn't know why this guy had decided to bust in on him. Geez. "That's some kind of attitude, you know it?!"

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"There's nothing wrong with my attitude."

He even said it with a completely straight face.

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"There's plenty wrong with your attitude." This said matter-of-factly, with a bit of an indignant snort at the end. "You're stuck in the human world, interacting with humans, in a country that's not Japan. Refusing to learn anything is just bad manners!"

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"Tell me, Kuwabara, if we're here against our wills...is it really us employing bad manners in any given situation?"

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"Uh. Yeah." He stated as though that were the obvious answer. "Most of the people you run in to everyday are probably other imPorts, you know. Worse than being stuck here, they're stuck with you. Least you could do is learn the native language."

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"I don't owe them anything." Amazing how Hiei was capable of going from arrogant to sulking in under so many seconds.

i let things get lost in my inbox. D: sorry.

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"Never mind," Kuwabara grumbled, slouching more in his chair and crossing his arms. "Point of being courteous ain't 'cause you owe it to anybody. Goddamn." As he muttered this out, he turned back to his desk, picking up a pen and clicking the button at the top a couple of times. Where had he been...?

After a moment of silence (in which nothing was accomplished), he frowned and glanced over his shoulder. "Why are you here, again?"

don't even worry bb <3

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"To make your life miserable," Hiei deadpanned, smug in his perch on Kuwabara's bed.

In truth, with Yusuke gone and Kurama in a depressed fog he had no one else to bother, and--though he would never admit it--Hiei had been feeling a little lonely.

And besides, he felt obligated to make sure that Kuwabara wasn't...you know, dead or something.

and again. D:

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"Wow, so you actually get a kick outta that." He snorted, pinching the bridge of his nose and flipping back a couple of pages in the book that was open on his desk. He wrote down an equation, looked over his shoulder at Hiei, and then grumbled again. "Here I thought you were just annoying and indifferent about it."

ilu forever anyway

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"How could I be? You're so entertaining."

In other news, sarcasm has never been thicker.

yaaay

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

Uuuugh. Kuwabara was just going to try to ignore that and go on about his business. After all, he'd been sitting here minding his own business before Hiei decided to come and visit. All he wanted to do was think about his classes and not think about... Pretty much anything else, recent events included.

Too difficult. He'd gotten most of the way through the current math problem before he stopped and glanced over at Hiei once more. "I'm not your personal joke, you know. Go away. I'm busy."

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"I'm hardly interrupting." It was true, he was just sitting in the background.

Watching. Being his usual self.

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

Kuwabara grumbled yet again and dropped his pen onto his desk, turning he chair around again and pushing away from the desk. He regarded Hiei with an agitated expression that faded into a more solemn, still-frowning face.

"I don't feel like dealing with you right now, alright? Go bother somebody else."

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

Hiei remained unmoving on the bed, seemingly remaining calm despite Kuwabara's ire.

"Who would you suggest?" There was an almost oily tone to his voice, as though Kuwabara was treading on a slippery slope, and his chin seemed to have slowly tilted upward to match his attitude.

[stfurameshi.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I dunno'." He rubbed a hand over his face. This was going to give him a headache. "Kurama."

[violentsoftie.livejournal.com]

"As if." There was no way Hiei was going to deal with Kurama in his current state of mind.