Author's Note: So this story produced a flame, not that I really care what they thought... Afterall if you have nothing useful to say other than it's bad you waste my time. Just a heads up! Anyway I was thinking of editing stuff anyway and this is what I choose. I hope I don't make it too bad with editing, though personally I rather like it with improved writing, which will also mean improved lemons.

As Muruko and the other girls left Kurama turned on Hiei with a glare. "Is there a reason I was called up here?" He asked venomously.

"I wasn't thinking." Hiei confessed as he looked away. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten you more involved."

"Well at least I should be able to get out of this if you tell them I'm not a girl." Kurama looked at Hiei who refused to make eye contact.

"That's not true…" Hiei frowned. "Muruko doesn't care about the gender of my mate as long as I take one."

"Then why call me Kzumi?" Kurama asked and was not surprised to see Hiei looking away again this time a little bit embarrassed, not that most people would have spotted it. "Not thinking again I see…" Sighing loudly Kurama thought a moment. "Well then tomorrow I'll just have to lose. Do you know what's planned?"

"Not really, no." Feeling Muruko's presence he took Kurama's hand and lead him towards the garden. "Would you like to see the plants again?"

Also feeling Muruko's presence Kurama sighed mentally and nodded his head. "Sure, do you have any more exotic plants? I only made it a few feet in before."

"Yes, we have many types of plants." Hiei smiled as opened the door. "Do you like plants?" He asked just as Muruko entered the room.

"Yes, I rather like plants." Kurama smiled softly thinking of the way he loved plants but found himself wondering why he was in this mess to begin with. Upon entering the garden he pulled his hand away from Hiei to round on him, but he saw him pointing to a place farther in the back. Sighing he nodded and followed him to where he was pointing.

It happened to be a gazebo covered with hanging ivy and morning glories, a lilac bush was not far from it with a gate in the middle that seemed to lead to no where. Going through the gate, there was an angel statue in the middle, it was also covered in some vines with pink flowers.

"This is my spot in the garden." Hiei said pushing away some branches to reveal a clearing behind the statue with a small tree sprouting in the center where it got plenty of sunlight. "So what do you think?"

The lilac scent was in the air around them and was filling Kurama's senses with a calm. "It's beautiful." He smiled as he knelt to the look at the tree. "Did you plant this?"

"Yes…" Hiei looked away again as he couldn't keep his eyes off of Kurama at the moment.

"So what's our game plan tomorrow?" Kurama asked as he fed the tree a little of his energy.

"Well since Muruko won't care that's it you anyway, but it would surprise the other guests to find out I guess you'll just have to be Kzumi again."

"That's not what I meant. Maybe I should just not show up?"

"Muruko is going to enforce attendance you must have realized that." Hiei said giving his friend a curious look.

"I was hopping I was wrong." Standing up he sighed. "I guess it's on you not to pick me." He felt a pang even as he said it. 'As if he would anyway.' Another pang.

"But then I'd have to marry one of those girls." Hiei complained.

"So? What's that got to do with me? If you choose me you'll have to marry me." Kurama shrugged.

"True." Hiei said rather slowly. 'I think I would rather not have to marry yet.'

Sighing Kurama moved the plants and headed to the exit. "She's still out there." He said looking back at the smaller demon.

"I'll escort you then." The smaller demon smirked as he escorted Kurama out. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye." Kurama frowned as he left. Walking home he thought about the other choices Hiei had made. 'Almost all of them were demonic in some way, they were mostly half demons, one full demon, and only one human.' Arriving home he collapsed on his couch. "Ugh!" He wanted to forget the whole thing, but then Muruko's face crossed his mind. 'I guess I better pick out my clothes.'