There really needs to be more to do here. Explosives are really only so entertaining, even if said explosives irritate that stupid kitsune. He's fun to irritate, especially when he's irritated and bothered...which my pants seem to do to him. Must be the laces ( Read more... )

The damn kitsune has decided that we need to 'talk.' Why, he won't elaborate on until I go to see him, in his 'apartment.' Arrogant fox. It'd be better to meet in the dojo, but for some reason, he's insisting his apartment and changing his mind is more trouble than it's worth. So, fine, I'll go to his damn apartment ( Read more... )

So, recovering from climbing the wall took a bit longer than I thought. Why is it Near mother-hens me whenever I'm hurt? I know he cares, that he loves me, but sometimes, it's just annoying. So, yesterday was the first time I had to get away from his care and I spent the whole night in the dojo, practicing sword and everything I could think of ( Read more... )

Fire laced down every nerve in Hiei’s body. He struggled, fought to keep from screaming as his senses were overwhelmed. Where was he? Why couldn’t he remember getting here? The jagan, less responsive than normal, refused to tell him anything of the world around him. He forced his eyes open, the weight of his eyelids nearly overwhelming him ( Read more... )