A.N. I don't own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho.
"You have pretty hair!" Kagome giggled, stroking the red head's long silky locks, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol she'd unwittingly been putting in her system for the past three hours.
Amused at his companion's drunken actions, the kitsune let her play with his hair. "Well thank you, Kagome-san." Feeling several glares of jealousy, he rested a hand on her lower back to "steady" her.
"I keep telling you... Call me Kagome..." Whining a little, the miko leaned heavily on his chest, looking up into his emerald orbs. "Mm... You're really pretty, Kurama-kun... S'not fair... You're a boy and you're prettier than me!" Pouting, she nuzzled his neck, her hot breath fanning across his skin.
Tensing, no longer finding the situation funny, the kitsune grabbed her chin and tilted her head back. "Who says I'm 'prettier' than you?"
Eyes half lidded, she leaned into the male even more. "Everyone... You have a whole fan club. No one wants me. I'm just a living relic of the shikon no tama..." Closing her eyes, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Take me... Home?" She was practically asleep against him.
Eyes flashing gold as he held her possessively, the thief stole away with his prize, flanked by his sometimes lover and partner in crime. "Were you the one who got her drunk?"
"Hn. Her kit neglected to tell her what was in the punch. He said he wanted to see what she was like drunk." The hybrid licked his lips as he stared at the sleeping miko. As soon as they reached the apartment they shared, he took the woman from the kitsune's arms and laid her down on the bed they shared.
Vaguely amused, the kitsune laid on one side of her, trailing his finger through her hair. "You're home... Well, your new home."
Watching a moment, the silent male crawled on the opposite side of her, caressing her cheek.
Smiling in her sleep, the miko sighed. "Mm... Hiei... Kurama... I love you." She shifted, laying her head on Hiei's chest but grabbing Kurama's arm and wrapping it around her waist. "Mine..."
"Are you not worried they will take advantage of her in her current state?" Golden orbs peered at the rusty haired kitsune with curiousity.
The now fully grown male simply smirked at the inu. "Nope. They'll be gentlemen, I'm sure. Besides, this was sort of my plan. Okaa-san needs a mate and I figured she'd be nice and lucid. And let's face it, no kitsune can resist a woman falling all over him. And the hybrid has been eying her for months. A little catalyst like a drunken confession will speed things right along."