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Hiei didn't know what he wanted more, sex or sleep. It didn't really matter since he couldn't have either. All thanks to that little pink-haired whore who had tired Yoko out and who was now sleeping in Yoko's big comfy bed like he owned it. Hiei couldn't bear to touch the bed so he was reduced to sitting in a chair he had dragged up to it's foot instead. He polished his sword with a stone but kept staring at the boy, who lay curled on his side with the covers draped over him and his long pink hair spread out over the pillow. Pretty. Infuriatingly pretty. With such good looks it was no wonder Yoko wanted to keep him.

The scrape of his sword against the polishing stone made a smile creep across Hiei's face. When the boy woke up Hiei would make him wish he was dead...and then he would grant that wish.

It was only an hour later that Hiei's opportunity arrived but by then his blood was boiling with something a little more urgent than hatred and jealousy. It was hard to keep sitting with the hot ache of need starting to overwhelm him again. The fact that the boy was the reason he had to go unsatisfied for so long made Hiei even more angry. If the bitch hadn't worn Yoko out he could be having some hot rough make-up sex right now...

...and giving up his body to a bastard who would chose a stranger over his own partner. Hiei felt a wave of nausea when he thought of it.

Much to Hiei's annoyance the boy was a slow stirrer. He shifted around but kept his eyes closed, probably wanting to lay in bed for a while and ease out of sleep slowly. Hiei scowled. The bitch didn't deserve such luxury.

"Wake up already!" Hiei said loudly.

The boy lay quiet for a full second before suddenly bolting upright with eyes shocked and hopeful. He saw Hiei sitting in the chair at the foot of the bed and stared at him. Then he buried his face in his hands and burst into tears.

"Oh for the love of...! Don't you ever stop crying?" Hiei yelled. "Stop it! Stop it right now!"

As if to spite him the boy cried even harder. Hiei wanted to slap him but was worried Yoko wouldn't sleep with him if he beat on his precious new pet. How could he make the boy stop that horrible racket?

"Stop crying!" Hiei yelled again, but since it had no effect he felt stupid putting so much force behind it.

"W-what do you expect me to do?" the boy cried. "Oh God, I had hoped it was all just one long nightmare..."

Hiei sneered. "Well if you didn't want it maybe you shouldn't have asked for it."

Rage clouded the boy's teary eyes as he leapt for Hiei, but Hiei saw it coming. He wrapped one hand around the boy's throat and slammed him back down onto the bed, using his other hand to hold his sharpened blade at the boy's throat.

"And if you don't want to be killed I suggest you don't ask for that either." Hiei said coldly pushing the blade closer. The boy stared up at him with tears streaming from his eyes, but there was a certain hardness there that made Hiei blink and draw back hesitatingly. "You want to be killed?"

"Why not, it's not like there's anything left for me now." the boy said.

Hiei loosened his grip on the boy. He had wanted to make the boy regret sleeping with Yoko and then kill him, but now that Hiei knew the boy wanted to die the thought of killing him didn't bring Hiei any satisfaction. He stared not sure what to do with his sword held in his hand, looking out of place now that it wasn't going to be used. He wasn't sparing the boy's life out of pity, pity would be killing him and putting him out of his misery.

"You're pathetic." Hiei said to fill the silence. "Most people would be thrilled to have Yoko Kurama fuck them."

"It's not that. I don't care about that."

"It sure looked like you did before."

The boy bit his lip and stared at Hiei, studying him.

"I was looking for someone." the boy said quietly. His eyes kept moving over Hiei's face as if searching for some hint of sympathy and understanding. Hiei had never felt guilty about not meeting a person's expectations before, but this boy made him feel uncomfortable somehow. "A friend. He told me he grew up in this forest, so I thought maybe he might be here."

Hiei snorted. "Whoever your friend is, he probably lied to you hoping you'd get raped or killed if you came looking for him. You're not going to find him here."

"Yes, I'm starting to see that." the boy said. His eyes dimmed and tears started pouring down his cheeks again. "I really hoped though. I miss him so much..."

The boy started crying again and Hiei felt his anger fade. He was still mad that Yoko chose this boy over him but it made him feel better knowing the boy hadn't set out to seduce his partner. Hiei watched the boy cry for a minute before sighing in exasperation.

"Listen, you need to stop crying now. Whoever this person is he's not worth crying over."

The boy laughed heartbrokenly. "That's just what he told me before he left."

"Well then let him go. He obviously wanted you to forget about him." Hiei said bluntly. The boy shook his head and Hiei rolled his eyes. "Fine, get used to being alone."

"I-I can't. Not again. I can't do it again Hiei."

Hiei started. "How do you know my name?"

For a minute the boy actually stopped crying and looked like a deer caught in headlights. Hiei had the feeling that he had asked a question he shouldn't. It was a very strange uncomfortable feeling, since he had never felt limited like that before. He always said exactly what he wanted no matter what the circumstances.

"You...were watching." the boy said finally, his eyes darting to the floor and his cheeks blushing. "Your name is Hiei right? That's what Yoko called you."

Oh yes, Yoko had called him by name a few times while the boy was still awake. Hiei felt his discomfort ease. That explained why the boy had looked so stunned when he'd asked, he was probably still embarrassed about the way Hiei had first seen him.

"Yes, my name is Hiei." he admitted in a grudging voice. "And you? What's your name?"

For some reason this made the boy smile feebly.

"Kurama." the boy answered. Hiei raised his eyebrow. That wasn't the name Yoko had given him before. He would have remembered if the boy shared Yoko Kurama's name. Hiei felt the back of his neck prickle and frowned. Why was he feeling this way? "I was born Suichi, but I've gone by the name Kurama so long that it feels more like my name now." The boy bit his lip nervously. "You can call me Suichi if you really want to, but I prefer Kurama."

"Not Yoko?" Hiei asked dubiously. The boy shook his head wiping his tears away with the back of his hand.

Hiei didn't know what to make of all this. Now that the boy wasn't crying so much Hiei could sense his energy properly. It had the warm, pleasurable feeling of a bitch in heat, something like Hiei's own energy but calmer and less intense. But the boy was definitely male and as far as Hiei knew he was the only male demon who could go into heat.

...Shit.

Now that he wasn't distracted by his fury and confusion toward the boy Hiei remembered that he was in heat. Talking with the boy had made him forget for a while, but now the heat was back in the center of his attention and he felt it like a blow to his stomach. He bent over double, dropping his sword on the floor with a clatter and moaning in agony.

"Hiei! Hiei, are you okay?" the boy asked worriedly putting a hand on the fire demon's shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" Hiei snapped slapping the hand away. Part of him wanted to tear the boy apart for his impudence and part of him wanted to feel those long slender fingers doing something more useful. Hiei's face flooded with color. Had he really just thought that?

"Please, if you tell me what's wrong I might be able to help." the boy tried again.

"Leave me alone." Hiei growled. He turned around hoping the boy wouldn't see the very obvious bulge under his cloak. He needed to do something fast, but Yoko wouldn't be back for a while and Hiei wasn't sure his fingers could do the job anymore. Whimpering he wondered if he could maybe find something that would work as a replacement until Yoko returned. He started to crawl back down the bed only to feel the boy's hand on his back.

"No." the boy said his voice firm. "I won't leave you alone like this. I don't care what you do, I can't just watch someone suffer."

Hiei shuddered when the boy's hand stroked down his back ending around his waistline. He rocked forward hard, landing on his shoulder and half on his side.

"Don't do that." Hiei rasped though the rawness in his voice made it clear he wanted the boy to do it again. The boy shuffled closer, sitting back on his heels while he kept stroking Hiei's back. Hiei moaned and felt his eyes roll back with pleasure. He started to pant when the boy carefully gripped his hip and pushed him until he was laying on his back. Much to Hiei's embarrassment the front of his cloak fell open revealing his hard dick.

"You're in heat aren't you?" said the boy.

Hiei snapped his eyes open and glared.

"It's not any of your business." Hiei mumbled wondering how such a weak boy could make him feel so powerless.

"Hiei, let me help you." the boy said. "I know you need help. Please let me."

With a gentle look the boy leaned forward, placing one hand on the bed for balance while the other stroked down Hiei's hip. Hiei felt himself blushing as he looked up at the boy. He needed someone, anyone, and this person was willing and able and...desirable... He was Yoko's new playmate too, so it would probably piss Yoko off if he slept with him. Hiei felt a rush of satisfaction at the thought. That would be the perfect revenge for what Yoko did earlier.

"All right." Hiei said. "Let's see what you can do, Kurama."

The pretty redhead nodded and quickly got to work.