Hi! The author here! Call me Kitty-Catlin, although my screen name says otherwise. Okay then! Let's see...I'm a fan of the Kurama/Hiei pairing and I like reading the stories about how their relationship. I'm quite fond of tormenting the characters in stories I write, so this story focuses on a depressing thought: they're forced to separate! "Nooo!" I hear you scream...or do I? *swats head* DAMN YOU, VOICES! In anycase, this is my first public fanfic. Scary, no? Well, I hope you enjoy it. I'll try posting a chapter a week. I'm not sure how long it will be...It all depends on what I think of next. I expect it to be more than three chapters, but you never know, yah? Okay, um...The story is called "Presidential Suite", which I'll explain if the story does well ^^! I'll post random lyrics to songs before the start of each chapter~ eventually you'll see why! Now, onto my loverly story *hides from readers incase they don't like it!!!* oh...*peeks head out behind a couch* read a review please...^^ It'll help me out in writing this! Thanks! *hides again*

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Rapture

Waiting to capture that moment

Postponement

Suspension of rational movement So bang on the hour of twelve

To the forest clearing we'll delve

With guns to our heads for we know

That heaven awaits us Dreaming of that perfect home by the sun

Run! Christian, run!

Still dreaming of that perfect home by the sun

Run! Christian, run! Roaming

Roaming from all tribulation

Leaving

Leaving behind all damnation

With women and children in line

The men will then gather behind

With knives to their throats they'll depart

8On the midnight train to Jordan

Still dreaming of that perfect home by the sun

Run! Christian, run!

Wishing for that perfect home by the sun

Come! Kingdom, come! Oooooh...

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Darkness. The only thing they could see was darkness. It didn't matter. It was not sight that they relished in; it was touch, the feeling of heat that came from their naked bodies, moving over one another. That was the important thing. To show their love for each other night after night in this way was all they needed in the darkness. The only time they could love each other in any way was in secret, in the darkness of Kurama's room in the Ningenkai.

The smaller leaned his head back, his mouth open, silently screaming in pleasure. The other kissed his neck passionately, moving himself back and forth inside the smaller male. The smaller wrapped his arms around the other man's back and moaned softly, having to keep his voice down so as not to wake the other's mother.

The redhead looked up at the smaller man, a smile on his lips. "Hiei..." he moaned out, reaching a hand up to stroke the other's hair. Hiei looked down at Kurama, biting his own lip to stifle his moaning. Both were in deep pleasure, both were about to climax.

The doorknob turned slowly, causing the two lovers to stop, frozen in fear. Kurama fell onto the bed, Hiei curling against his chest. Kurama's mother stepped in, a confused look on her face. "Kurama-kun..." she said softly, "I heard something, is everything alright?" Kurama shifted, making sure Hiei's spikey black hair was well hidden before he turned to face his mother. "Yes, Kassan...I had a bad dream, that's all...I must have been moving a lot in it...Sorry to wake you..." Kurama panted, out of breathe, yet calm. Shiori, Kurama's mother, nodded and left the room, "It's no problem...Sleep well..."

Kurama waited a few minutes before looking to Hiei, who looked back at him, his almond-shaped, red eyes staring back at him, large with worry. Kurama smiled and kissed Hiei's forehead. "Don't worry...It's okay...we just have to be more careful next time, hmm?" He said, his smile still there, although he was still quite nervous from what had just happened. "Hn" was all Hiei said, embracing Kurama for a short moment before getting out of bed to start dressing.

Footsteps. Kurama and Hiei looked at each other. "Hurry so you won't get caught!" Kurama hissed, eyeing the door. Hiei grabbed his clothes and leaped out the window in a blur. Shiori entered silently, Kurama laying down quickly so she would think he was trying to sleep. "Kurama-kun...I'm sorry to bother you again, but I could have sworn I heard talking..." she whispered to her son. "N-no Kassan...I must have mumbled in my sleep again...I'm so sorry..." Kurama whispered in reply. Shiori nodded and left the room again, a little concerned about her son's apparent nightmares.

Kurama stood then, putting on a pair of pants and walking to the window. He looked out into the dark night, searching for the you-ki of is demon lover. Although he could not find it, he knew Hiei was there all the same. A smile crossed his lips and he whispered, "Ai Shiteru, Hiei..."

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Kurama woke the next morning with a slight groan. Although he'd had a good time with Hiei, he wished his lover didn't have to go. He turned to his side and saw his mother, picking up his dirty clothes. "Kurama-kun" she said to him, making sure he was awake, "give me those pajamas when you get dressed okay? I'm doing the laundry now..." And with that said she left.

Kurama sat up and stretched. He smelled like Hiei, roses, and sweat. Although the combination wasn't bad, it wasn't something he wanted to drag to school with him. He went to the shower and cleaned himself quickly and then got out to get dressed. He spent a long time brushing his long red hair and straightening his uniform before walking downstairs for breakfast.

Breakfast was quick and enjoyable, as was the walk to school with Hiei. Shiori really liked Hiei and felt bad for him, seeing as he didn't have a family. So Hiei was always allowed at their house for dinner or whatnot. The walk, as stated prior, was enjoyable. He and Hiei chatted about a few things here and there. About the 'stupid ningens' and their ways and even about Hiei's sudden craving for, what he called, 'sweet snow', which was actually called ice cream. At the gates of the school they waved good-bye and went their separate ways until they'd meet again to walk back to Kurama's house.

Another boring day at school was all there was to say. All Kurama could think about was Hiei. And likewise, all Hiei could think about was Kurama...that is, after he stole some sweet snow from the store. So the day was miserable and lonely and boring. And then there was the bell. That sweet, loud, annoying ring that let both know it was time for them to go home. And so they met at the gates of school, dodging Kurama's fan club, for the walk home.

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The walk home was just as enjoyable as the walk to school. Both were happy in the other's company and each wanting so much to show their affection. Kurama opened the door to his house as they reached it and smiled at Hiei. They both entered the house, Kurama announcing his arrival. Shiori entered the area, a blank expression on her face. She looked from one to the other, not wanting to admit the cold fact she'd learned. She lifted a shred of black cloak and a white wrapping. Hiei immediately looked at his injured arm, seeing that he was missing some of the wrapping on it. Kurama's eyes widened, pupils shrinking at the same time.

Caught. They'd been caught. His mother was sure to have figured it out by now. And indeed, she had. Not only had she discovered their secret, but she was displeased. The only thing she could mutter to them was, "Never...Kurama...you will never see Hiei again, and Hiei you are no longer allowed to see Kurama!" She took a deep breath and sat down on an easy chair in the living room, too upset to say anything more. Hiei looked up, desperately at his lover, his red eyes probing for Kurama's soft green ones. However, Kurama's eyes were turned away, hiding how upset he was. Hiei stepped back. No...this was all wrong...he had to see Kurama...it couldn't end this way...

Shiori looked up, seeing Hiei looking so frail and vulnerable. Pity filled her and she sighed, unable to hate the small youkai. "Hiei..." she sighed, looking into his eyes as he looked at her. He obviously didn't know how sad he looked and it was in this upsetting hour that she eased a bit. "Hiei, you may stay for dinner...I don't want you to starve...I know you don't have a family...so I'll feed you tonight. If you ever need food or anything, come see me...I can't bring myself to break you away from us like this...but you are still not allowed to see Kurama..." She managed to say. Hiei and Kurama looked at each other. Kurama knew it wouldn't do...and despite Hiei's agreement to it, he knew it was only a matter of time before Hiei would leave.

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Dinner was silent; no one said anything. Kurama and Hiei sat next to each other, enjoying their last moments together as a couple. Shiori noticed that Hiei didn't eat. Normally he'd stuff his face with everything he could see and still he'd ask for seconds. She admitted she enjoyed seeing him eat so much and be healthy, but now he seemed so sad. However, she could not erase the anger she felt at the two of them for doing such things in her house.

Hiei left later on, saying good-bye softly and refusing to look at either of them. It was too much to bear and he didn't want Kurama to see him being weak. As soon as he was out of their view and fled in a blur to one of the trees in the park, where he'd sleep for the night. No matter what, he couldn't allow himself to go to Kurama's bedroom window and sneak in to see his beautiful youko. He couldn't allow himself to put Kurama in danger of more trouble with his mother.

Kurama cried on his bed. He'd locked the door so his mother couldn't disturb him. The window was unlatched, as it always was, in hopes that Hiei would visit him. However, this was not to be. Hiei didn't come that night. He didn't walk him to school the next day. He didn't walk him home. The day was lonely and empty without his youkai there with him...without the one he loved by his side.

It wasn't until two days after the incident that he could feel that familiar you-ki. He looked in it's direction, smiling warmly, though he couldn't see Hiei...still, he knew he was there and that's all that mattered. The youkai followed him to school, waited outside the school all day, and followed him back home. It made Kurama feel alright, knowing his youkai still loved him and would watch over him. He could feel him through dinner and while he washed the dishes and while he did homework. He even felt him while he was sleeping. Night and day the demon would watch over him and that was all Kurama needed to fill his empty heart.

Hiei slept in the tree in the backyard, his sleep light so he could wake as Kurama did. So he could spend his day watching over his lover, even if from afar. He wasn't about to let that ningen woman separate him from the only person he ever loved and the only person who ever loved him. It wasn't fair and he could feel himself breaking inside, his heart imploding on itself in despair, although he'd never admit to being so upset over this.

So it went, night and day, filled with endless torture for the small youkai, watching his lover go on about his life, not seeming to notice his presence. In all truth, Hiei felt alone again, but he told himself he was fine and that he was perfectly happy doing it. He told himself that watching Kurama could bring him happiness. In a sense he was right, but as time went on, he could no longer lie to himself that it was alright...He had to do something about it...

To be Continued~