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A Short and Silly Fic
by The Prince of Dragons
DrgnPrinc1@aol.com
Author's Note:
Oi... This is why I hate flame wars... I get weird ideas. Just read it and you'll see what I mean... Does anyone have a name for this stupid thing?
Kurama looked in horror at the sheer amount of mails this flame war had garnered. Koenma and George were in the corner of the room watching their own laptops and making tick marks on a mile long list as each new mail came in. "Here's one from Violetto," murmured George.
"And another from Kitsune," replied Koenma. Kurama sighed. It had been a long day. The flame war had been going forever, so Koenma had called him and the rest of the team in to help him keep track of all the mail. Why all those people had to pry into his love life he didn't know. The youko looked around the room observing people's arrivals. Botan had already been helping when he had entered the room early, as usual. She had given him a sweet smile, one that made him blush ever so slightly. Hiei had appeared soon after, attempting, at least, to pretend he hadn't been following Kurama closely. The redhead couldn't help but smile at the little fire demon's shows of feeling, small as they might be. Yuusuke entered about five minutes later, giving Koenma a cocky look, a look that made Kurama's heart beat faster. The kitsune stood up and stretched, he had been sitting forever, entering numbers into the computer so that it could handle the load of e-mails that Botan and Hiei were inputting into it. Kuwabara burst onto the scene a little after Yuusuke, and had tried every so often, ever since, to covertly watch Yuusuke work. Kurama smirked, the bigger boy could be so cute sometimes...
"Enter 519.802, please, Kurama," George said politely. The former thief nodded and sat back down entering the number as requested.
"You know, I was wondering," Kurama began, "What are people saying? None of you will let me look at the e-mails."
The rest of the group exchanged looks.
"You wouldn't want to read it. Some of this stuff might get you pretty mad." Yuusuke began, almost hesitantly.
Hiei interrupted, snorting, "Hn. It's just a bunch of ningens making fools of themselves, fighting over you."
Kurama stood up abruptly, then raced over to Botan's computer, knowing that she wouldn't be quick enough to shut it down before he got a look at the e-mails. His eye widened, and suddenly Kurama fell to the ground laughing.
"They think... they think that I should be with... Botan!" Kurama laughed.
Botan nodded. "Or Hiei."
This just caused Kurama to laugh even harder.
"Oh! If only they knew..." The redhead had to let the sentence trail off, as he couldn't speak due to the giggles. Everybody in the room had gotten the joke and pretty much everyone was beginning to grin too. Managing to leverage himself up off the floor, Kurama, with effort, staunched the flow of laughter that was bubbling up out of him.
"The one I love is... is," he took a deep breath, steadying himself, then launched himself at the one he loved. "Is Koenma!"
Koenma staggered under the sudden weight of the flying kitsune, but managed to keep his balance, with a little help from George.
"Kurama," he whispered in his beloved's ear, "ai shiteru."
~ Owari ~
Author's Notes:
::blinks:: ::looks at what she wrote at the spur of the moment:: Now you know why it's never a good idea to get into a flame war while I'm around. Don't ask me why Koenma is documenting e-mails. It's a special assignment from his father or something, I guess... O.O Don't blame me! I didn't know what I was writing!
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