Setting: several years after Yusuke returned from the makai. Kuwabara and Kurama have been to college, Yusuke has been doing…well whatever he does, and Hiei has recently returned from the makai.

"So fox, were you going to tell me or was I supposed to just figure it out on my own?"

"Hiei, I was going to tell you…" Kurama broke off, not sure of how to continue.

"All evidence to the contrary," Hiei observed, noting both he and Yusuke's rumpled state. The air in Kurama's house was heavy with the scent of lust and sweat.

"Hiei, I'm sorry-"

Hiei held up his hand, not wanting to hear Kurama's feeble apologies or excuses. Hiei and Kurama had been playing around with the idea of maybe, just maybe taking their friendship to the next level. He had grown impatient with Kurama's games and dodges and was coming to tell him to just forget it; but had discovered that Kurama was otherwise occupied with the detective.

"Look Hiei…" Yusuke started.

"No need for apologies," Hiei cut the detective off. "Now that the truth is out, you two can stop sneaking around." Their behavior had been sort of peculiar to the jaganshi lately; he was surprised that he didn't catch on.

"About the mission briefing the day after tomorrow-"

"If you are about to tell me that I don't have to be there then don't bother. I will see you Friday morning." He was gone before either of them could utter another word.

He took off into the trees, determined to be anywhere but there. Then the storm started. It was a bad thunderstorm with hail, lightning and thunder. Somehow he ended up in front of Kuwabara's house. He knew where he stayed because he had accompanied Yusuke and Kurama there a few times. The team got together as often as they could, and all of them were thrilled to have their fourth man back after Hiei's long stint in the makai.

"Hiei?" Kuwabara looked surprised to see his comrade, dripping wet as he opened the door. "You ok?"

"No, you fool. Look at me! I got caught in the storm."

"Why you aren't at Kurama's? Never mind! Come in!"

When Hiei, dripping wet and shivering, stepped through the door he got some kind of feeling, he didn't know what it was at the time but it wasn't unpleasant.

Kuwabara, who lived alone since his sister moved to another city with her boyfriend, rarely had company. Yusuke and Kurama were busy with their own lives. They tried to get together at least once a month other than their infrequent missions but with Kuwabara and Kurama working and Yusuke doing what he considered to be work it was not always easy. Sufficed to say he was rather lonely.

He was thrilled to have a houseguest for the evening, even if he was antisocial and insulted him constantly. Kuwabara let him take a hot shower and washed and dried his clothes, giving him a fluffy navy blue terry cloth bathrobe to wrap up in. He shared his meal with Hiei, giving him most of it since he only cooked for one these days. He fixed himself a sandwich. After that, he went to bed, stating that he had to work in the morning but Hiei was welcome to the guest room.

As Hiei settled in the soft bed between the cool sheets, he wondered why he was there. Of all his teammates, Kuwabara was the one who annoyed him most. Silly ningen, always clueless; always the last to catch on. Hiei remembered his reaction when Kuwabara found out that Yukina was his sister. It was rather comical; Kuwabara being more upset about the fact that he didn't know rather than the fact that such a sweet and innocent girl could have such a pint-sized jerk for a brother. And he was weak, so weak as compared to the rest of them. And impossibly slow. The only thing he had going for him was his strong psychic sense, and his jigen to. How the hell he had managed to obtain such a powerful weapon with his pitiful spirit energy was beyond Hiei, not that he cared enough to find out.

Hiei was drifting off to sleep when the sound of the phone ringing snapped him awake.

"Hello?" he heard Kuwabara's muffled voice from the other room.

"Toshi, what is it?" Kuwabara sounded annoyed.

"No, I'm not getting into this with you right now. Told you it was over… I gave you my reasons…no, I've heard that from you a thousand times before. Stop calling here and I gotta work tomorrow…don't even think about it…I have a guest here…No! It's nothing like that!..Look Toshi, I told you it's over. I'm trying to be nice, buy you're gonna make me mad if you keep buggin' me." Kuwabara slammed the phone down and Hiei heard him mutter a curse. He smiled to himself. He had never heard Kuwabara use such language. He wondered who he had been talking to.

Why the hell should I care? He thought to himself, drifting back to sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, he heard the coffee grinder going. It pierced his brain. He walked into the kitchen.

"What the hell was that noise?"

"Sorry Hiei, the coffee grinder."

"I was sleeping!"

"Sorry! But fresh coffee always tastes better. Have some."

Hiei turned up his nose. "You have something to put in here?"

"Sure. I always take mine with one cream and sugar." He handed Hiei a mug.

Hiei tasted it. "One more cream."

They shared their breakfast in silence. Then Kuwabara went off to work. While he was at work, Hiei poked around the house, went for a walk in the park, and finally turned the TV on. He flipped through the channels and the only thing that interested him was a soap opera called Hana Yori Dango; it was a silly ningen romance, but somehow he couldn't turn it off. When it went off, he was bored again. He poked around the house some more, eventually ending up in Kuwabara's bedroom.

The place was a mess. There were clothes everywhere. It was if Kuwabara just took off his clothes and let everything fall where they lay. There were old plates with food stuck on them; there were papers and files all over his dresser. Hiei was alarmed. He picked up all the clothes and put them into the laundry room. Then he put all the dishes in the kitchen, to pile up with the dishes he had left from breakfast that morning. After he cleaned up the mess he was left with three problems: how to wash dishes, vacuum the floor and do laundry. He decided that he wasn't going to take the time to find out, since this wasn't his house and he didn't care.

When Kuwabara arrived home, loaded with grocery bags he was so surprised to see what Hiei had done that he decided to fix him a spectacular meal. Problem was, there were no clean dishes. Hiei studied Kuwabara's actions as he loaded the dishwasher, added the detergent and turned it on. He then watched Kuwabara as he sliced and diced the vegetables and filleted the fish, marveling at how dexterous he was with a knife.

"What'cha staring at, shorty?" Kuwabara asked, spotting Hiei eyeing him.

Hiei, embarrassed to be caught staring, was quick to deliver a clever retort. "Just marveling at the fact that you have not amputated yourself yet."

"Yeah, real funny. Don't hate on the skills."

"Hn."

"So, what are you doing here anyway?"

"I told you I got caught in the storm."

"That was last night."

"Shall I leave? I don't know how long I can stand to be in the presence of a cretin," Hiei quipped, slightly and inexplicably affronted at what he thought was Kuwabara trying to get rid of him.

"I didn't say that. Besides, it's gonna storm again tonight. Might as well stay. Besides, I can't eat this awesome meal by myself."

The phone rang. As Kuwabara reached for it, he uttered the same curse he had used the previous night.

"Hello?..What now?...No you can't come over!...We've already had this-" Kuwabara walked into the back room to continue the conversation. He returned a few minutes later with a sour look on his face.

"Sorry about that. That was…never mind. Anyway," Kuwabara decided to change the subject. "The dishes are done. Now I can cook." Kuwabara took out his wok and started cooking. The way he stirred and tossed the vegetables and then the fish caught Hiei's attention, and the house was filled with a most heavenly aroma.

Kuwabara set the table with his best plates, which didn't go unnoticed by Hiei. He had seen something similar at Kurama's perhaps not quite as fancy as the fox. They had some kind of tea with the meal and sake afterwards. Hiei scoffed at the taste; ningens actually considered this alcohol?

"This is water compared to what they serve in the makai," Hiei commented.

"I'm sure it is. But I ain't drinking anymore. My tolerance is nowhere near what Urameshi's is. Tried to out drink him once, thought I was going to die from the hangover I had the next day."

Hiei laughed before he caught himself.

"Did you just…laugh?" Kuwabara said in shock.

"Only at your weakness," Hiei recovered quickly. "One whiff of something from the makai and you'd probably pass out."

"Probably," Kuwabara agreed. "That drunk guy at the Dark Tournament almost made me puke."

Hiei silently agreed. The smell of Chu's cheap liquor had turned his stomach as well.

After they ate, Kuwabara piled the dishes in the sink and got ready to leave the kitchen.

"Aren't you going to wash those?" Hiei asked, turning up his nose at Kuwabara's detestable habits.

"I cooked. Why don't you wash them?"

"I'm a guest," Hiei snorted. "Do you ningens usually have guests do the housekeeping?"

"It's common courtesy for guests to offer to do the dishes, and then the host to refuse."

"Is that a fact?"

"Yeah."

"Fine. Would you like me to help with the dishes?"

"Yes, I would. Thank you for offering."

"You said that you were going to refuse."

"No I didn't. I said its common courtesy to refuse."

"So why didn't you?" Hiei demanded, not really as upset as he sounded.

"Guess I don't have any manners."

"Baka," Hiei growled, walking towards the sink.

"Hiei, I was just joking. You don't have to help."

"Whatever. I offered and as you know, I am not one to renege."

"Yeah. You do have a code of honor."

Hiei stiffened. They did the dishes quietly to let the awkward moment pass. As they left the kitchen, the phone rang again.

Kuwabara answered; apparently it was the same idiot. After listening to the same back and forth nonsense for the third time, Hiei had had enough. He snatched the phone.

"What do you want?" Hiei demanded.

"Who is this?" A nasally voice demanded.

"Never mind that, idiot. Why do you keep calling here? It's obvious that he doesn't want to talk to you."

"I'm his boyfriend," the nasally voice replied. "And you need to stay out of our business."

"Look fool," Hiei warned. "I think it's pretty clear by now that Kuwabara has lost interest. Do yourself a favor and get lost. Understand?"

"Look here-"

"No you look here. I've heard this same conversation three times. And you are starting to annoy me. I wouldn't advise that. Call here again and you'll find out why." Click.

Kuwabara stared at him, his jaw practically on the floor. "Did you just-"

"Obviously you don't want to talk to him. And he didn't seem to get the message. Apparently he's a bigger idiot than you."

"Thanks," Kuwabara said in disbelief.

"Who was that?" Hiei asked in spite of himself. What the hell did he care?

"That was my ex boyfriend," he explained.

"He doesn't seem to think so," Hiei replied.

Kuwabara shrugged. "Yeah, he always had a problem seeing things other than his way," he explained.

"Why did you break up?" he asked, curious. Oh well, might as well hear the whole story, he thought.

"Because he kept…cheating on me," Kuwabara sighed, a look of sadness in his piercing blue eyes.

Hiei was angry for him. Despite his annoyance, he knew Kuwabara was sensitive and had a fragile heart. Plus, he often considered infidelity of any kind to be one of the lowest crimes one could commit.

"Over and over," Kuwabara continued. "Finally got tired of it and ended it. That was over a month ago. He still calls here almost every day apologizing. It's getting annoying."

"So do you still have…" he stopped short, wondering why he wanted to know if Kuwabara was still in love with this dirtbag.

"Not really," he replied. "If I did, then I would have taken him back already. But after that last time, and it was with someone I knew…"

Hiei flinched. He hadn't thought of the incident with Kurama since he got here. Kuwabara studied him.

"You OK?"

"Of course!" he snapped.

"If you say so," Kuwabara shrugged. "If you wanna talk about it," he stopped. "Anyway I'm about to head to bed. You want to shower first?"

In the shower, Hiei wondered why he hadn't thought about the incident with Kurama and Yusuke. Maybe he wasn't as in to it as he previously thought. He had virtually forgotten about it, but then it had suddenly jabbed him again. He still couldn't figure out why he intervened in Kuwabara's conversation. True enough, he was tired of hearing them argue but it still wasn't like him to get involved with someone else's business. He told himself it was because of the kindness paid to him by Kuwabara.

After he got out of the shower he rejoined Kuwabara in the living room. Kuwabara ended up spilling the whole story to Hiei. Kuwabara had met the guy in college and they had dated on and off for two years. After the first time Kuwabara caught him cheating he broke up with him, but after a few apologies and crocodile tears they were back together. The last straw was when he discovered him with one of his old roommates from college. He broke it off for good, tiring of the on again, off again, merry-go-round.

By then Hiei was on the couch with him, sitting at the opposite end. He asked Kuwabara why he had stayed with him so long.

Kuwabara sighed, reclining on the couch. "I guess I wasn't ready to move on yet. I used to think that it was me, you know? I mean, he was like the hottest guy on campus and I'm well…you know, not much to look at. But after a while I just got tired of being used."

"Well, obviously he didn't deserve you. You should not waste your good qualities on such a lowlife."

"Wow, Hiei that's the nicest thing you ever said to me. Even your compliments turned into insults."

"Hn. Don't get used to it."

"I'll try not to."

Kuwabara turned to a boring documentary and they both drifted off to sleep. Hiei somehow ended up on top of Kuwabara as they attempted to share the small couch, which was already inadequate for Kuwabara's 6'3" frame.

Kuwabara woke up first, and decided that he would rather not suffer what Hiei might do to him if he found himself on top of Kuwabara. He slid out from under Hiei and headed to his private bathroom, hopping in the shower before going to bed, missing the warmth of the little dragon.

Hiei woke up, wondering why he was on the couch instead of in the bed in the guest room. His memory returned in pieces, the conversation, the boring TV show, drifting off to sleep. How he had crawled on top of Kuwabara's firm body and slept. He got up and headed to the guest room; or at least that's where his mind was focused on. His feet carried him past his room into Kuwabara's. The door was open.

"Hiei?" Kuwabara asked, his mind confused, but his body already sliding over to accommodate an extra body in bed.

Hiei said nothing, he just slid in bed beside him and went back to sleep. Kuwabara, a wild sleeper and not used to having anyone in the bed with him, was soon sprawled over the bed with one arm and one leg on top of Hiei. As the slept, he eventually curled his body around the little fire demon and wrapped his arms around him. This woke Hiei up; cuddling with someone was definitely something he wasn't used to. He felt something poking him in the back. Was that his…? No, it couldn't be. He reached down to be sure. It was! He wrapped his hand around Kuwabara's huge and semi-erect penis, his hand causing both the member and its owner to spring awake.

"Hiei?"

Hiei jerked his hand back, both embarrassed and horrified at what he'd done. He muttered something resembling an apology and left the room with lightning speed. He retreated to his bed; cold and empty and buried his head under the pillow. What the hell just happened? Did I really just grab his…What was I thinking? But it felt so…

He thought of the thick cock he had just abandoned with its smooth shaft and rounded head, and how it had sprung to life when he had touched it. It was just a natural reaction, he reasoned. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he was surprised when he felt the bed move downward to accommodate the weight of the second body climbing into it.

"Kuwabara? What are you-"

"You started something shorty," Kuwabara answered, gently pushing Hiei down on his back. "I've come to finish it."

Uh-oh! We all know what that means! But are they ready for such a step, after all they hate each other, don't they? And what repercussions will this night of passion bring? Find out as About Last Night continues!

Notes: This may be a cliché theme, a one night stand turning into a romance, but I write whatever's on my mind so if you don't like it then…you know what to do.

Also: Yusuke and Kurama are NOT jerks here. I just needed a reason for Hiei to end up at Kuwabara's. Can't you tell he really wasn't into it? I think that theme has been used a couple of times too but you know…whatever!

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