Your Eyes Speak Volumes
By Fiorae
Summary: Hiei was always watching Kurama, whether he knew it or not. But what kept him most entranced were those gorgeous green orbs of his. Just so pointless drabble. HieiKurama
Your Eyes Speak Volumes
They were the most sought after treasure in his mind. They were more radiant than the Orb of Baast, and more mysterious than the Forlorn Hope. Even more attractive to his swordsman's heart than the Shadow Sword itself. These precious would-be jewels which had so captured his attention were both right in the open for him to stare at longingly, but just beyond his tangible reality. Yes, in reality, if he tried to snatch these precious jewels, it'd cost unimaginable disfiguration to the equally precious container for the jewels.
And as it was, he particularly wanted the container as much as he so desired the jewels. They were no good if they weren't together in a set, you know. These jewels he hungered for were not actual jewels in substance, however. No, they were actually a set of grass green eyes. But their glow and shimmer were more hypnotic than even the most expensive piece of jewelry. As was the container of these precious glowing eyes, a young man whose years did not surpass seventeen. He himself was probably more radiant than his jewel like eyes, if at all possible. Yes, he was the very embodiment of elegance. His long, blood red hair moved in the wind like a finger teasingly gesturing possible suitors closer. His body was so refined, not a flaw plausible.
Up until now, the treasure hunter had been content with watching this ungodly boy from afar. But now he hungered more than ever for those green orbs to shimmer admiration in his direction. He longed intensely for those tempting lips to part quiveringly, releasing a breathless gasp that sounded similar to his name as he ripped the very innocence from his body. He wanted to feel the warmth that radiated from this boy as the heat rose from the friction between their bodies.
But such actions were forbidden on his part, so he had to be satisfied with the vivid images that played through his mind every once and awhile. Unknown to him ...
...his beautiful jewel longed to be captured as much as he wanted to do the capturing.