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I'm not too big on AN's, so there will be many chapters without this. Oops, more story, less me talking. How will you live? Happily, I'd hope.

Disclaimer: I don't own the YYH, but wouldn't that be nice ?

This is an edited version of an older story. Now with more lemons, for all those wonderful comments left requesting them. :D

Enjoy.

"Are you sure?" Yusuke's voice held a hint of threat.

"Uh…yes…?" Kuwabara narrowed his eyes, but didn't sound too certain.

"Then just say it."

"I think that…" Kuwabara faltered under Yusuke's gaze.

"Flower on flame." Kurama muttered.

"No fair!" Kuwabara yelped, dropping his chinks.

"What's no fair? Your time over expired." Kurama laughed.

"Yusuke distracted me!" Kuwabara whined. He wasn't much good at thought games at any rate, and the fact that Yusuke, in his opinion, had cheated didn't help matters.

Yusuke laughed. "You're too gullible."

"You two would make an excellent team." Kurama offered, smiling.

"We should play teams. Come on, Hiei. Just one game. To test it. Unless you're scared I'll beat you." Yusuke teased.

"I will not join in that pathetic ninian game." Hiei muttered, staring out the window.

"Why not?" Kurama asked as he stood and crossed the room to Hiei. The moon was high in the sky, shining brightly over the rain sparkled city.

"It's pathetic." Hiei stated simply, as though that explain everything.

"No, it's not. I like it. You've watched us play enough to catch on. I could use a partner. Please, Hiei?" Kurama watched the shorter male, waiting patiently for the foretold reaction.

"Fine." Hiei heaved a sigh, slowly standing and crossing the room. He settled into the seat Kurama had just vacated.

Yusuke shuffled around the table to sit next to Kubara.

"Explain." Hiei crossed his arms over his chest.

Kurama settled down next to him. "The object of the game is to guess what the two face down chinks are before your opponent guesses what yours are. Place two chinks face down and surround them by face up one's that help describe them. The two in the middle are say, the last game, a flower and flames, then the answer would be a flower on fire, or something along that line. Your opponent, like Yusuke, might try to fake you out. For every wrong guess, you have to flip a piece face up. You flip a chink every round, except the first. Each turn, after you flip a chink, you can either guess or pass. Easy enough?"

"Hnh." Hiei looked at the chinks.

"Ready?" Kurama showed Hiei two chinks, placing them face down. "Snow covered mountains." He whispered.

"Hnh." Hiei began to place eight chinks, face up, around the two: snowflakes, landscape, ridges, caves, trees, cold, wind, and valleys.

Yusuke and Kuwabara placed their chinks quickly, having both played before. Rivers, streams, ponds, snowflakes, ice, water, winter, cold.

They all sat silently for a moment, thinking.

Kuwabara and Yusuke were first. They didn't have to flip up a chink, and opted to guess.

"Maybe…winter…On a hill?" Kuwabara asked. Yusuke nodded his agreement.

"Wrong." Kurama watched the two flip the chink.

"Freeze." Hiei read. "That's easy."

"What is it?" Kurama asked. He'd already figured out the puzzle, but he wanted to give the others a chance. However, Hiei was new at the game.

"Frozen lakes." Hiei snorted.

"Wow! You're good." Yusuke's eyes widened.

"Hnh." Hiei stood, leaving the room, only to return a few seconds later. "Kurama, come."

Kurama stood, following Hiei into the kitchen. Hiei stopped in front of the fridge. He stared at the freezer expectantly, then looked back at Kurama.

Kurama laughed, opening the freezer.

Hiei stood on tiptoes, staring into the cold box. He pointed to the back and stepped away. Kurama reached in and pulled out the pint size container of vanilla ice-cream. He bit his lip to stop from laughing again. He knew Hiei wasn't so short as to not be able to reach the back of a regular freezer. But with the bake clubs need for storage space, and Yusuke's constant hunger raves, he'd opted for a bigger fridge, and, consequently, a harder to reach freezer.

"Spoon." Hiei looked around.

Kurama pulled open the cabinet, handed Hiei a spoon, and leaned on the counter to close the drawer with his hip.

"Hey, it was great playing, but Kuwabara and I have got to split." Yusuke appeared in the doorway of the kitchen. "We have school tomorrow, and I just know Boton will show up with a new mission from that punk toddler."

"Thanks for coming over. It was fun." Kurama walked with the two boys to the door, closing and locking it behind them.

Hiei was sitting in the living room, staring at the television. "On?" He looked at Kurama.

"You'll have to do this yourself someday." Kurama murmured gently, having no intention of teaching him. He enjoyed the little things Hiei depended on him for. That was why he continuously changed the television remotes, occasionally upgrading the television itself. He grabbed the remote and switched the TV on, plopping down on the couch. He began to channel surf, paused after a moment of nothing catching his interest. "What do you want to watch?"

"There!" Hiei slowly crept closer to the TV, bright colors flashing across his face.

Kurama stared from Hiei to the television, then back to the latter. "Really?" He arched a brow. It would never fail to amaze him, how his dark, untalkitive friend could be so interested in cartoons.

Hiei nodded, his eyes never leaving the screen.

"I'm going to check my e-mail. At least sit on the couch." Kurama stood.

Hiei nodded again, turning as the fox left. Commercials took over the show as he crawled onto the couch.

Kurama was nice. Hiei thought, not for the first time. He was always nice, always there. The first to help a friend. Hiei felt an odd creeping feeling. Jealousy. He didn't like to watch the fox share his attention with other people. His mind swirled green with jealousy as he thought of his fox helping others, inviting them over and letting them cry on his shoulder. Not that he had any right to be jealous, since he and Kurama were nothing more than friends.

"Hiei?" Kurama was standing in the doorway, wearing pajamas.

"Hnh?" Hiei bit his bottom lip. He knew Kurama wouldn't wear those pajamas when he went to sleep. Why his mind decided to remind him of this, Hiei was uncertain.

"I said, I'm going to bed after I check my e-mail. Just press the big circular button on the top of the remote to turn the TV off, okay?"

Hiei nodded. "Kurama?" He called as the fox turned to leave.

"Yes?" Kurama turned back.

"I'm sleeping here tonight?" It came out as a question, even though he meant it more as a demand. The fire demon didn't want to appear inferior by asking.

"Of course." Kurama smiled. "All though, if I were you, I'd sleep in the bed upstairs. It's a queen, so there's room for both of us." Kurama almost added that he would sleep on the couch, but Hiei cut off anything he was about to say.

"Umm... Thanks…" Hiei turned back to the TV so Kurama couldn't see the blush he felt heating his face. The commercial suddenly became terribly interesting. He guessed that, being Kurama, there was no hidden meaning to sharing the bed. He probably thought nothing of it, but Hiei wondered if he could push the sexual fantasies out of his mind long enough to sleep.

Kurama watched Hiei silently for a moment, wondering what the fire demon was thinking. He turned and silently left the room, smiling at the idea of Hiei staying the night. Upstairs, he settled in front of the computer. The instant message icon was flashing. With a sigh, he clicked it.

Greatest_Detective_Ever : You tell him?

Fox : No.

Greatest_Detective_Ever : Why not?

Fox : Can't

Greatest_Detective_Ever : Can't what?

… : Admit it to yourself?

Fox : I can do that. But Hiei is so innocent. He watches cartoons! I would ruin his innocence

… : Not that I expect you to understand

… : Understand me unable to tell him my feelings, not that he watches cartons

Greatest_Detective_Ever : Oh, I understand. Think of Kuwabara.

Fox : ?

Greatest_Detective_Ever : I love Kuwabara

… : Kurama?

… : You there?

Fox : Oops. Shocked. Really?

… : I'll tell Hiei when you tell Kuwabara.

Greatest_Detective_Ever : No, other way around

Fox : No, you tell first

… : He deserves to know

Greatest_Detective_Ever : As does Hiei.

Fox : But…

Greatest_Detective_Ever : Tell him.

… : Soon.

Greatest_Detective_Ever Has Logged Off

Kurama turned off the computer, tugged off his clothes, pulled on clean boxers, and slid into bed. He lay there, pondering Yusuke's words. He wasn't certain exactly how much time passed before he heard the door opening.

"Kurama…" Hiei slid into bed. He, too, was in boxers. He lay for a moment, seeming to think. Kurama imagined the gears turning in the shorter demon's mind. Then, Hiei slowly moved closer to Kurama, almost cuddling up to him.

Kurama wrapped his arms around the Fire Demon. This wasn't unusual, although Kurama failed to explain it through Hiei's eyes. Maybe he felt defenseless while sleeping. Maybe he wanted warmth beside him. Maybe night was when he dropped his tough guy façade. Kurama had played a thousand endless scenarios over in his mind, not daring to hope that the reason Hiei held him was for the same reason he wanted Hiei to stay the night.

"I…Goodnight, My Fox." Hiei whispered, wiggling closer into the Fox's embrace, oblivious to the other male's thoughts.

"Mm…Night, Hiei…"