'Kurama wants us to have sex.'
At this point, the thought processes in Yusuke's brain did the mental equivalent of running into Yomi's fist at an excruciating speed. The fact that Hiei had casually inserted it into a perfectly ordinary conversation on fighting techniques made it only that much worse.
The…interested…look on Kurama's face was the icing on the cake.
Really.
'You act as if this was my idea alone,' Kurama said as an aside to Hiei. 'When I am fairly certain that I wasn't the one who was ogling him in Suzaku's castle.'
'You were the one who suggested it,' Hiei retorted.
'And you were, of course, violently opposed, and only agreed out of a sense of duty.'
Hiei didn't deign to respond to that.
Yusuke was still gaping.
Hiei poked him in the ribs. 'Oi.'
Yusuke continued to gape.
'I think we broke him,' Hiei commented dispassionately.
'I suppose you should have broken it to him more gently,' Kurama noted clinically.
'He's too dense to see anything more subtle,' Hiei replied.
Poke. Poke. Yusuke was still gaping.
'You may be right,' Kurama observed. 'After all, he's ignored my flirting and your rather suggestive brand of fighting all these years. Perhaps we should have been blunter about it from the beginning.'
'But,' Yusuke said weakly. 'You. Kurama. I thought you two were–' Exclusive, he thought, gladly welcoming returning thought. He'd seen what Kurama did to people who flirted with Hiei, and damn it wasn't pretty.
'To an extent, yes,' Kurama said, with that freaky telepathy trick of his. 'On the other hand, it does not negate the terms of our arrangement if both of us are willing.'
'But me and Hiei. You. Why?'
'Yusuke,' Kurama chided gently. 'You presume I won't be there. Or involved.'
There was Yomi's fist again.
'This probably isn't going to work,' Hiei said regretfully.
'I think you're right,' Kurama nodded. 'He's always been rather dense.'
'Hn.' Hiei sneered. 'I say we make him get the message.'
Kurama's lips drew up and back in a rather vulpine smirk. It set off all sorts of alarm bells in Yusuke's mind.
And no, he wasn't interested. Not even when Hiei shucked his cloak off and licked his lips like that. Not even when vines snaked out of nowhere, caught his arms up, and Kurama looked more like Youko than ever as he stalked towards him and
Oooohshit….
…well, Yusuke thought dimly, maybe he was open to convincing.
