Title: Childish.

Rating: K+

Warnings: mild KH can be seen as brotherly

Disclaimer: I do not own YYh or anything related

Notes: It was generally a bad day yesterday so I took it out on Hiei. Additional author notes are in parentheses. They ruin the slightly serious mood of the story but I wanted them. Also tabs aren't working for some reason still. This story is in consideration for additional chapters let me know what you think.


"Kurama I'd like for you to know in all the years we have known each other I've never been more tempted to roast as much of you as I could before your plants ate me than I am right now," Hiei told Kurama quite rationally.

Kurama gave Hiei a stern look as he continued his track toward his home. "Hiei, something is obviously wrong. You snapped at Yusuke, you practically ignored Kuwabara, you haven't visited Yukina, and you've been downright scathing to me."

"So?" Hiei asked nastily. "How is that different then ever?"

"It's very different then usual and you know it," Kurama responded stepping a little more determined.

"Yes well was it really necessary to carry me over your shoulder?" Hiei yelled accenting his statement with a kick toward Kurama's stomach. It was blocked by a convenient plant.

"Stop struggling," Kurama muttered shifting Hiei higher against his shoulder.

"Only if you put me down," Hiei hissed murderously.

"You're not very scary like this Hiei," Kurama said looking over his shoulder at Hiei's reddening face and tied up mid section. Plants were a most handy weapon.

"I'd like to see you be threatening when blood is rushing to your head," Hiei mumbled bad tempered.

"Another time, maybe," Kurama said with a hint of amusement in his tone as he opened the window and struggled with his cumbersome burden into the room. He placed Hiei on the bed sitting against the pillows. "Alright, talk to me."

Hiei hmph-ed and turned his nose up. Kurama sighed slightly impatient and turned Hiei's head with a finger. Hiei opened his eyes to meet intense green ones.

"Something is wrong I want to know what it is," Kurama told him seriously. Hiei noted somewhat apprehensively that the vines around his torso were writhing. "Hiei," Kurama urged softly, "tell me?"

Hiei sighed in the face of those angry-concerned eyes. He turned his head away despite Kurama's insistence. "It's nothing Kurama."

"Hiei that's ridiculous you've been out of temper all week. Is it Yukina?" Kurama prodded gently letting Hiei go so he wouldn't feel too pressured (tying him up wasn't pressuring at allllllll.)

Hiei shook his head pulling his knees up to his chest. Kurama gently disengaged the vines realizing that Hiei wouldn't make a run for it and also that he was blocking Hiei's path to the window. (Thinking of the angles there, Kura)

"Murkuro?" Kurama continued. He received another negative. "Then what is it Hiei?"

"It's nothing! Absolutely nothing," Hiei said disgustedly.

"Hiei if you're bored here in the Ningienkai you should return to the Makai for a while," Kurama reasoned gently, but his efforts were rewarded with another angry outburst.

"I'm not bored," Hiei snapped. "Credit me to be a little less shallow."

"I have only the highest respect for you, my friend, and concern," Kurama responded lightly his brow furrowed. His concern however only fueled Hiei's irritation.

"Great, I'll be going now," Hiei told him flatly pushing away from the bed only to be all but tackled by a human-demon.

"And as your friend it's my responsibility to make sure you're okay and not lying to me," Kurama told him struggling to keep his hold on the wiggling demon. Kurama saw Hiei's teeth flash and he growled. "Bite me and you're getting a gag." Hiei bared his little fangs at Kurama but did not sink his teeth into his flesh.

"I am not upset about anything!" Hiei yelled kicking futilely.

"Then you're just upset in general?" Kurama questioned his arms tightening around Hiei's waist. He winced when the spiky head was thrown back aiming for his jaw. Red eyes regarded him darkly. "That's a yes," Kurama said quietly tugging Hiei back so he was more on the bed.

"Shut up," Hiei muttered sullenly.

"Don't pout," Kurama chided affectionately receiving a black death stare in return. He threaded his fingers in the black hair mussing it slightly. "If you were so frustrated you could've come to me. We can spar or something."

"Stop treating me like a child," Hiei sighed nudging Kurama away slightly.

"Why? I'm just comforting you, it demeans nothing," Kurama assured him squeezing him a little tighter.

"You're such a weird demon," Hiei muttered burying his face into Kurama's shoulder.

"Of course you're a much fiercer, scarier demon," Kurama patronized. "Ow!" He pulled Hiei's hair slightly. "I said no biting."

"You offered a spar," Hiei reminded him. Kurama pushed him away gently.

"I meant something less childish," Kurama responded with a sigh. Hiei gave him a smirk. "Brat," Kurama insulted him before darting out the window toward their sparring grounds. Hiei paused a moment to look highly offended before chasing after him.


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