Disclaimer: I don't own YYH.
Usually I'm a Kurama/Touya girl, but I've just gotten into some delicious Hiei/Yusuke. So I decided it was high time that I tried my hand at it.
I must thank Minorkae for inspiring this fanfic. It was totally her idea. I just put a different twist on it. For those of you who haven't, please go read her story Desperate. It's really good!
So here's the first chapter. Please review!
Yusuke's new bedroom was much larger than he had remembered.
The small demon sat by the window, staring out at the raging snowstorm. At least his presence didn't have to be explained to ningens—now that Yusuke was grown, he was able to have his own apartment away from his careless mother. Hiei had only been here once before, using the excuse of returning a human who had ventured into the Makai. He hadn't stayed long—just enough time to inform Yusuke of the goings-on in Demon World. This time, though, he would not use an excuse.
Damn that filthy woman for guilting him into coming here.
Huffing, Hiei folded his arms and glared at the whirling snowflakes. Now his visit was sure to be a long one. He hated the snow, and avoided it whenever possible. But even if he wanted to escape into the storm, he knew Yusuke would never stand for it.
Soft footsteps approached. It was Yusuke with the tea. "Sorry it took so long," Yusuke said. "Kurama called. When I told him you were here, he insisted on coming over. I tried to stop him with the weather and all, but he wouldn't give in."
"Then I should make this brief," Hiei snapped, grabbing a cup of the tray Yusuke held. He tried not to look at him. At just twenty-one years old, Yusuke was a fine looking young man. He had grown an inch or so since Hiei's last visit two years ago. His hair had grown, too, though he still insisted on greasing it back. Ridiculous. His face had matured, and his eyes had become almost wise. It was ironic—Yusuke's personality was still reckless. But even that had been tamed somewhat after his years in Makai.
The last time Hiei was here, Yusuke had been engaged. He had proposed to Keiko soon after his return. But then, quite surprisingly, the engagement was broken off suddenly. Yusuke hadn't explained to anyone.
When Mukuro heard this news, she couldn't help but work it into every conversation. Hiei had tried to kill her once, just to silence her nagging, but the attempt had failed miserably.
Why had he opened his stupid mouth? That is not why I stay. His own works echoed in his mind. He should have known Mukuro would work her way into his private affairs.
And now here he was, sitting face to face with the man he had been trying to avoid for years.
It wasn't that he was afraid to tell Yusuke. He was afraid of what he would do to Yusuke once he spoke.
Hiei finally looked up. The younger man had settled into a space on the bed, back leaning against the wall. He wore an extremely confused expression. It was all Hiei could do to maintain his composure.
"I'm here because I desire to kiss you," Hiei stated matter-of-factly.
Yusuke's jaw dropped, and his expression became one of increased puzzlement and complete shock. His reaction did not surprise Hiei in the slightest.
Sighing, Hiei launched into a crude explanation of Yusuke's unasked, but obvious, question. "In Makai, there is no such thing as homo- or heterosexuality. We fuck who we want to, when we want to, and no one gives a shit. We mate with each other regardless of supposed gender. It's no secret. Humans are so pathetically short-sighted."
His red eyes flickered to meet Yusuke's, and then dropped again. "Now that you are one of us, you should know. I'm sure you've begun to have, as humans call it, 'homo-erotic' stirrings. It's quite normal, I assure you."
"You're right," Yusuke muttered. "I have been getting these weird urges. Like an idiot I told Keiko about them and she freaked."
Hiei smirked. So that was it after all.
"But hey. I'm pretty sure it's also normal for demons, especially those like you, to take what they want," Yusuke said in an amused tone, a half-grin creeping to his lips. "If you want to smooch me, why haven't you?"
Hiei glared. "It's no laughing matter, Detective."
"Why not? 'Cause you've got a crush on the guy you tried to kill a few years back?" the young man cackled.
The fire youkai grimaced, his energy involuntarily flaring. "You are trying my patience."
Sensing imminent danger, Yusuke settled down. "So then explain."
"I did not kiss you because I am incapable of doing so. "
Yusuke scratched his head, "How d'you mean?"
"I am a forbidden child—cursed," Hisi said coldly. "I cannot have intimate physical contact with any demon. If I do, they become my mates—my slaves. They become entirely bound to me. They must perform any action I command of them. I don't like it…I don't want it to happen to you."
A thought crossed Yusuke's mind, and he burst out in laughter. "Sorry Hiei," he giggled, "but I guess that means you've never gotten any, huh?"
"On the contrary," Hiei spat, his voice like a razor. "I have had countless lovers in my lifetime."
"But…you just said…"
Hiei's face was solemn. "I had my fun in those days. It was amusing to me. When I grew bored of someone I would simply kill him or her. Sometimes I would bond to two or three demons, and command them to kill each other."
Yusuke winced. "So you tricked them?"
"Not really. Many of them knew of the curse. They came looking for me because they admired the idea of having an ultimate master. Some strange sexual fantasy, I suppose. But they are all dead. I've made sure of it."
"So wait. Back then when you were a bad guy…why didn't you just kiss me or something?"
The fire youkai sighed in exasperation. "Fool, it doesn't work on humans. For the majority of our time together, you were fully human." He saw Yusuke opening his mouth for another question. "And don't ask why I never had you then. By the time I discovered my attraction to you, we were in the throes of the battle against Sensui. I only began to realize when I saved your life that day in the forest."
"So you've had it off with humans, then?" Yusuke teased.
"Hardly," growled Hiei. "The only human I've ever cared to touch is Kurama. It was amusing, for a time, having the famous bandit as a human plaything. But he wanted it to be more involved, and it never…"
He trailed off and directed his attention to the blizzard once more.
Yusuke was surprised that Hiei was being so upfront with him. Rather than go the Kurama route, he asked solemnly, "So…if you came here because you want to kiss me…are you asking permission to make me your slave?"
Before Yusuke's eyes even registered movement, Hiei had slammed his palms against the wall on both sides of the young man's head. He leaned in close, his lips merely inches away from Yusuke's, and stared straight into the former detective's eyes. "Never," he murmured. "I will never let that happen. Yusuke…you don't understand. I have begun to feel. I don't…simply desire your body."
He shuddered, glancing down at the attractive man beneath him. "Though it is often on my mind."
Then he was back at the window, clenching his jaw. "I shouldn't have gotten that close."
Yusuke opened his mouth to respond.
"Don't you see, Yusuke? He is in love with you."
The voice from the shadows shocked them both, and they whipped around. Kurama stepped into the room and chuckled in an odd way. "You barely noticed me. You would both do well to keep your guards up."
"How long have you been there, kitsune?" Hiei snarled.
"Long enough." Kurama's emerald eyes glinted with gold. He walked over to Yusuke and, before the young man could protest, tousled his hair so that it broke from the slick mold and hung in strands around his face. "He likes it better that way," Kurama said in an unnatural, mocking tone. He then ran a finger down Yusuke's cheek. "He's been longing to tell you for years. It's ironic, actually. Hiei, the Forbidden Child, falling in love with the man he had sworn to kill."
Hiei was seething. "One more word, and I'll—"
"You'll what, Hiei?" Kurama cut in like a knife. "You'll rip out my heart? No need to worry…you've already done that."
Then, with a flourish of his red locks, he turned and vanished into the hall.
Hiei swore under his breath and leapt up to follow him.
Yusuke stared after them both, utterly dumbfounded. He had guessed for a while now that Kurama was gay, but he had never suspected Hiei. Nor had he ever dreamed that Hiei could fall in love…with HIM, no less.
Well, this was a convenient solution to his own problem. He had found himself thinking of the fire demon quite often over the years…he had even had some suggestive dreams, with memories of which he'd pleasured himself many times. He was surprised that Hiei hadn't felt his pulse racing from across the room, or seen straight through the jokes he'd made. Hiei must really have it bad to be so blind.
At that moment, the fire youkai came back into the room, muttering to himself.
"Everything ok out there?" Yusuke asked.
"Hn. Ever since Kurama vowed to rid himself of Youko, the bandit has been fighting back with a vengeance. His personality will creep through when Kurama has a surge of emotions, much the way your Toushin nature will show at times."
"So he heard what you said?"
"Every word." Hiei reclaimed his place at the window, but remained standing. "But Kurama is a fool. He has always known my lack of desire to mate with him. I don't know why he clung to a false hope."
"Is what he said true?"
Hiei smirked. "Yes. I do prefer your hair down. It makes me all fuzzy inside."
Yusuke grinned at Hiei's classic humor. "Well thanks for saying I look pretty, but I meant the other thing."
For the first time that evening, Hiei actually felt nervous. What if the other man didn't feel the same? To say he lusted after Yusuke was one thing. To admit love…that was entirely differeny. His eyes darted to the floor. "Hn" was the only response Yusuke received.
Yusuke rolled his eyes, crossed the room, and shoved the smaller demon against a wall. His reflexes were quick; Hiei barely had time to respond. Without even thinking—as usual for Yusuke—he captured Hiei's mouth in a deep kiss. The fire demon's brain screamed in panic, but the former detective's sensual lips made him momentarily lose himself. It took all the strength he could muster to tear himself away.
It was only when Hiei shoved him away that Yusuke remembered the curse.
"You IDIOT," Hiei roared, his mind quickly surveying the damage. It was done—they had bonded for sure.
"Well damn, I guess that was pretty stupid," Yusuke chuckled from the place he'd fallen on the floor.
Hiei's energy flared from his body in rage. "Do you even know what this means?"
"No clue, but let's have a go. Give me a command."
Immediately, Hiei said, "Stand up."
Yusuke raised an eyebrow. "Pretty lame, considering you could've told me to do anything." And he stood.
Hiei's eyes grew wide. "That was too slow," he gasped.
"Well, what do you want from me? You knocked me down pretty hard."
"No, Yusuke, you don't—"
"So tell me to do something else."
Before the last word was fully out of Yusuke's mouth, Hiei said abruptly, "Stop talking."
Yusuke's eyebrows furrowed. "Are you ok? Sit down…"
And Hiei sat immediately.
"…for a minute…" Yusuke trailed off, beginning to realize what Hiei was trying to tell him. "Hang on…" Hiei gripped the chair. "…I didn't have to listen to you."
"Brilliant deduction," Hiei snapped. "Were you cursed, you would have responded without hesitation. Have you discovered anything else, Detective?"
"Well…" Yusuke gasped, and stared at Hiei with wide eyes.
"Precisely," Hiei sighed. "I don't know how it's possible, but it seems the curse has backfired. Onto me."