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WHO:

soldieringblue
WHERE: Hiei's warehouse*
WHEN: tonight-night-night (5/12)
WARNINGS: sparkles and darkness SMASHING TOGETHER but not in a faito way in a bromance way
SUMMARY: The quiet and mysterious Bluechan traverses the city to meet up with his sparkletherapy partner, the short and sort of evil Grumpychan.
FORMAT: om nom paragraphs

After being home in demon world, Hiei just couldn't take the open air of the living world. It was too...fresh.

So he settled into his warehouse for the night instead, relaxing in the rafters. The air was just musty enough to feel a little like home.

*Hiei doesn't actually own a warehouse he just sleeps and fights there yeahboy

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"Every time you start to display an iota of intelligence, you say something stupid. It's annoying."

At least Blue could take heart in the fact that Hiei always told it like it was?

Blue frowned, casting his glance aside. He didn't doubt Hiei or Yusuke handling their own against someone like Keith Anyan, but all the same...It was a Mu problem. "I wouldn't think to tell you what you can or can't do, but for something like that to be an obligation..."

He shook his head, looking back. "But you'll do as you will, one way or the other."

"I don't choose to do things that inconvenience me without reason," Hiei scoffed.

Still, Blue's reluctant acknowledgment earned him a semi-approving smirk.

What am I to make of this? Keeping company with demons...Things were not so strange and complex as they were when it was just a matter of us versus them, but. Isn't this better? Stranger, but better, perhaps.

"I will hope there'll be no reason to unleash those powers for my sake, Hiei." Blue bowed his head in acceptance. "But I'm grateful to know that they are there."

"Don't get so worked up about it." Ah, awkwardness. Hiei's constant social companion.

"Such things are valuable. And rare." And unexpected. Something to consider greatly, but perhaps not so extensively with this one. A thank-you was a press of luck, it seemed. Blue shook his head, straightening. "I must return. Jomy and I have much to discuss."

Hiei waved dismissively. "Go on, then."

It was, after all, his warehouse.

Blue nodded, stepping away. No flourish, no flash; teleporting was tiresome. He saw himself out without another word, wondering.

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