Hiei grumbled, as he rose from bed early one morning. The sun shining down through the window, mocking the young demon who wanted nothing more then to sleep for the next three hours, until his lover returned from work. He cast a wearing look at the clock beside the bed and sighed. It was barely 11:00. (that can only be early to Hiei.) Sighing once more he rose, from the warm shelter of his blankets and headed out into the kitchen in search of food.
Wandering out into the hall, he stopped for an moment in front of the bathroom door. A sudden wave of nausea washed over him, he wavered for a second. The feeling pasted quickly and he moved. Though no longer wanting the food he originally sought. He had already been sick twice earlier in the morning and wasn't looking forward to repeating the experience any time soon.
He settled onto the couch, turning on the t.v he began watching what ever it was that was on from the night before. He cursed. The Discovery Channel. 'Damn Kurama and his love of this crap." He thought irritated. He began to search for the remote that somehow been lost from the time they went to bed last night to Hiei rising about ten minutes ago. 'Kurama probably hid it, figuringI would have to at least move from the t.v to the couch and back.' He cursed again, rising once more to change the channel. Settling on the couch, for what would hopefully be the finally time that day. He turned his eyes to the t.v and the horror movie he had found to watch. Something about New Orleans vampires or something like that.
Kurama entered the house, two hours later not surprised when the sound of the t.v greated his ears. Setting down his bag, he walked into the living room and found his lover fast asleep on the couch. Smiling softly to himself , the red head bent to place a single kiss on the smaller demons cheek before heading into the kitchen and starting lunch. He knew Hiei had probably neglected to eat earlier that morning. The pour thing had been plagued with sickness for about a three weeks now, thanks to that stupid she- demon and her revenge plots.
A sound from behind him caught his attention and Kurama turned, smiling at his lover who seemed still half a sleep, as he pulled himself onto one of the benches at the kitchen table. "Still tired Chibi." Kurama teased Hiei glared at the older fox demon in front of him.'Got to hell,' written all over his face. Kurama laughed softly before placing a plate of sandwiches before the shorter man. Hiei regarded the food for a moment before turning his head away. "You have to eat, baby." Hiei shook his head with one shift jerk of refusal. Kurama sighed. He loved his chibi but the man could be so stubburn sometimes. Worse then a girl on the rag.Kurama sat down beside the smaller man laying a hand on his back he rubbed gently. Hiei looked over at him one eyebrow raised. He still had that I really want to kill you look in his eyes. The red head chuckled softly. "Don't give me that look. You have to eat." He attempted once more to feed the younger man. This time Hiei relented though grudgingly. He knew he would never get rid of the annoying fox if he didn't eat and quickly. He got the vague image or Kurama forcing food down his throat. The idea did not appeal to him at all.
The peace settled over the small apartment after that. Though the fates did not seem to be on the two young lover side on this day. A rather loud knock sounded at the door accompanied with several loud bands, and the unmistakable sound of Kuwabara yelling at Yusuke.
Hiei groaned loudly as Kurama stood from the table to go and answer the door. Hiei took the chance to sneak away, into the the bedroom before he was noticed. The last thing he needed, at the moment, was around of name calling with Kuwabara. Though making the giant oaf look like even more of and idiot then he actually was, was one of Hiei's favourite passed time. He just wasn't up for it. He felt like shit and wasn't in the mood to put up with dumb and dumber.

"Hey Hiei whats up." He froze. He had been busted, half way down the hall. He turned slowly to look at the two standing at the other end of the wall. He sighed for what seemed like the tenth time since he had woken up that morning, walking back into the living room. He sat on the couch heavily. "We caught him trying to escape into the bedroom." Yusuke announced walking into the room. Fallowed by Kuwabara. Kurama came out of the kitchen with hot tea for the group.
Kurama sat next to Hiei, handing him a cup of the steaming liquid. Leaning down he placed a kiss on his lovers cheak. "You weren't going to leave me hear alone with these two, where you." His voice was dangerously low. Hiei shook his head slightly. "I, didn't think so." He nibbled playfully on Hiei's ear. Hiei glared at him breafly before turning back to two intruders.
"So, what brings you two over here?" Kurama asked, forever the polite host.
"Oh you know we just came over to see how you two where doing, weather you needed anything or not. You know, the basics." Yusuke said off handedly. Hiei rolled his eyes not believing the detective for a single second.
"Then why did you have to bring the idiot with you. I already have a headache today. I don't need his help to make it worse." Red eyes turned to glare at Kuwabara who was sitting in a chair by the couch.
"Watch your mouth shorty, or it'll kick your ass." The orange haired heathen yelled. His voice like the sound of finger nails on a chalk board.
"You wouldn't lay a hand on me at this moment and you know it." A smirk formed over lips of the smallest of the group. Kuwabara's face turned a deep shade of red. 'Perhaps this visit wont be a complete waist after all.' He thought as The orange haired idiot sat back heavily on the chair. Yusuke laughed heartily at the look on his friends face.
"You are not going to do this the whole time they are here, are you?" Kurama whispered leaning down next to his lover. Hiei turned to face his lover an evil smirk on his face. Kurama sighed. He had a feeling that Hiei was suddenly feeling much much better. The smaller man leaned against his lovers shoulder. Casting a quick glare at the source of his pleasure. Thinking of at least three more ways to torment the human before he left. 'Sweet revenge.' he thought brushing a peace of black hair out of him eyes.