The chill on her thighs as she crawled back into bed told him she'd been down the hall, most likely talking with Sorna about the pleasures of his bed. But for all this could have been an embarrassing experience, he didn't care if he was being gossiped about. Besides, as far as he knew, everything she had to say would be good.

Her unbound hair fell down her shoulders to cover the side of her pale face. Her chocolate eyes fluttered open as he tenderly stroked her cheek with his finger. Kurama smiled warmly in the dark of their bedroom. Her eyes closed again and she huddled closer to him, seeking the warmth of his body. Her skin was startlingly cold, but desire flared inside him just the same. He pulled back the curtain of mahogany hair from her neck and greedily began to kiss it.

A low moan escaped her throat and she rolled over to face him. He began to move away, but she quickly killed the idea by wrapping her small arms around his chest. She snuggled closer to his bare chest and sighed. She was warm, with Kurama, and best of all, he was all hers.

A well-muscled arm snaked its way around her slim form. His head was easily above hers normally, but here, they were the same height, and to be honest, it made Morgan all the more intimidating.

With the same hand, he pulled the heavy down comforter up over them. It seemed that it would be another quiet night. Lately, they had been tired because of their training for the upcoming tournament. They lay beneath the comforter, foreheads touching. Their eyes met and held as minds went over the possibilities that were just within their grasp, yet so far away.

I know I haven't done this in a while...please don't shoot me. I uploaded this for my friend Liz's birthday that's coming up. She is in love with Kurama. I just thought I would dedicate this story to her.

A/N: I don't own any Yuu Yuu Hakusho characters...*sniffs*

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The next morning, Kurama woke to the sweet scent of cinnamon that always permeated their home this time of year. His eyes opened and he could see the small tree seated in the corner of their bedroom. Sorna had insisted that they have one, the insane Christmas buff. Yusuke must be going crazy. Levering himself from the warm bed, Kurama dressed and went out into the living room. Morgan and Sorna were in the kitchen baking, well Sorna was, Morgan was handing her things. Despite all their protests, Morgan insisted that she was an awful cook.

Kurama walked hesitantly into the kitchen, a fearful look on his face, you never knew when Morgan would get angry at you for interrupting one of the two good cooks in the house. But she wouldn't hurt him, she loved food too much to hurt the other cook. Yusuke was helpless when it came to the culinary arts. Morgan and him were able to fry toast without meaning to and had had to vacate the house on more than one occasion when the waffles and macaroni had gone awry. He sighed and stuck his head in the door. "Is it safe?" he asked tentatively.

"This time," Sorna said loudly. "I'm making cookies, Morgan too busy sitting in front of the oven watching them bake to fly at you this time. At least you come in here, Yusuke avoids this and won't come in unless I throw something at him." She punctuated this last sentence with a loud snort.

Kurama smiled, he wasn't getting in the middle of this squabble. Yusuke would come in the kitchen soon enough. He retreated from the kitchen and collapsed onto the couch where Yusuke sat watching "The Blue Collar Comedy Tour." It was at the part where all four men sat on stools and told hilarious stories from their pasts. He'd seen this a million times. Sorna taped it a while ago and had made everyone sit and watch with her. His favorite story was "Tater Sally."

There was a ruckus from the kitchen and the sound of plates crashing to the floor. The cookies must be done.



It was ten o'clock Christmas Eve, and the coziest room in the house was the living room. The fireplace was built up to a gleeful crackle and the Christmas tree stood lit in the corner. A pair of plush sofas lined the room. Kurama was adding a few last minute ornaments to the tree and Morgan sat in the sofa next to the fireplace reading the latest manga. Sorna sat on the couch, Yusuke's head in her lap. He was asleep and she was reading a magazine and playing with his hair.

Kurama glanced furtively around him as he hung the last ornament on a bough. He loved giving Morgan surprises and everyone else just went along with it to see what she would do to him later. A high pitched sound coming from the kitchen announced that the hot chocolate was ready and the giving of gifts would soon begin. Gently, Sorna pushed Yusuke's head off her lap and walked to the kitchen. He rolled over and went back to sleep. Kurama shook his head and shook his friend. "No. Get away!" he screamed, coming out of a dream. He sat up and looked around him. "Oh, huh."

Morgan raised her voice. "She kills you doesn't she?" He nodded. "She'd kill me if I wasn't with Kurama," she added.

"You bet I would!" sounded the voice from the kitchen door. Sorna carried a tray with four mugs on it. "Just for that, no cocoa for you!"

"Now that's not fair! He had the dream," she muttered, flipping a page in her manga. Kurama sat down in front of her.

"Well, maybe I could let you off just this once," she winked at Kurama and he smiled knowingly back. He had included Sorna and Yusuke on this venture for one reason: to prevent them from blabbing accidentally what they heard him talking about on the phone. The stupid people at the shop called him at home at the most inopportune times and he needed someone to cover for him. Sorna distributed the hot chocolate and plopped down on the couch next to Yusuke.

"So, who wants to go first?"

"I do!" Morgan shouted. All the others smiled. It was so like her to do this. On Christmas Eve, all of them got to open one present, but the others picked it out.

"Close your eyes." Kurama picked up her hands and pulled her to her feet. He led her to the tree. "Open your eyes."

"A tree?" she asked in disbelief. "I knew that was there."

"No, no, no. It's on the tree. You have to find it."

"Surely, you can't be serious! It will take me forever to find it..." she protested.

"It's around the top on the far side from the fire, and don't call me Shirley." Grinning, she leapt to the tree and ripped off most of the ornaments. The section of tree was soon cleared of all ornaments. "Now that's strange, I know I put it on the tree..." Kurama said, grinning like an idiot.

Morgan glared and him, her eyes flicking up and down his body. All right, we don't want to go thinking about that, her eyes resumed their steady glare. Behind her, Sorna collapsed into a fit of giggles, dragging Yusuke down with her. Kurama attempted to silence them with a death glare, but failed miserably. His once steely features that only softened occasionally, but after living with Morgan for two years, one would have to learn to smile or combust.

"Why...wh....why don't you frisk him?" Sorna gasped through strangled laughter.

"Yes! You should do that! It would be very entertaining..." Yusuke added, draping himself over Sorna's legs. Kurama smiled obligingly and shrugged. They had obviously had more than hot chocolate in their mugs.

Hesitantly, Sorna nodded and picked herself up. "Come on Yusuke. I'll show you why I put all that tinsel on the Christmas tree," she said pulling him to his feet. He chuckled and scooped her off her feet. "That wasn't what I had in mind. Now, you put me down this instant!" He ignored her protests and began walking down the narrow hallway. "Put me-" Yusuke put an end to any further comments by smothering her mouth with his own. He rounded the corner and opened the door. There was a loud thud as the door slammed shut behind them. Sorna was obviously going to receive her Christmas present early.