Stereotypes

By: SanguineFox

Rating: M, for some advanced themes...

Disclaimer: Don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of the characters

A/N: Sorry for the long wait, I haven't been able to bring myself to sit down and write as much as I used to. I hope you all like the chapter, please feel free to let me know what you think. Thank you very much for the reviews!

Chapter 10: The Artist's Touch

Continuing his examination of the room, Kurama's eyes fell on a familiar spiral, it was the sketchbook he had seen Hiei shoving into his bookbag every now and then. Curiosity getting the better of him, Kurama glanced at the door as he quickly snatched up the book to flip through it.

Glancing at the door, not sure when Hiei would be coming back in, Kurama opened the book, it was indeed a sketchbook. The first few pages were mostly of landscape, some were crossed out, looking a little odd, but there were. They were rather impressive, actually. Later in the book were some animals, dogs and tigers and lions. They were shaded nicely, almost giving them life. After a few drawings of dragons, Kurama found the first person, many of the next pages were devoted to this girl, most of her back, but closer to the end, she seemed to turn around, and there were more frontal sketches, but the face never seemed to be in full view.

"Wow," Kurama muttered, but felt a slight twinge of jealousy. That's right, he still wasn't sure if Hiei was really straight or gay. Who is she?

Hiei came back to find the redhead completely enthralled by his sketchbook, "You're not supposed to see that."

Kurama was surprised to find the book swiftly replaced with a bowl of ice cream, "I didn't know you were so good. You have real talent, have you thought about going to an art school?"

"It's just a hobby, it's not something I want to do for the rest of my life," he shoved the sketchbook under the bed.

"She's very pretty."

"She who?"

Kurama's brows furrowed in annoyance, there was no need for Hiei to lie about anything, "The girl in your drawings, of course. Who is she?"

Hiei's face turned a little red as he realized what Kurama was talking about, "Oh, that's... that's not a girl."

Now Kurama was really angry, if Hiei was interested in another guy, why was he asking him out?

Shaking his head at Kurama's annoyed expression, he pulled the sketchbook out again and flipped it to the last page. The beauty looked up at the artist with large eyes just under thick bangs. Turning it around, Hiei displayed his art to the muse.

"I don't get it," Kurama shook his head, getting really annoyed at whoever it was that held Hiei's attention so aptly, "Who am I looking at?"

"Who do you think?" he shoved it at the redhead a little more roughly. He wasn't sure how Kurama didn't recognize himself, "It's you, you idiot."

"Really? This is me?" his eyes went wide with surprise as he looked back down at the drawing. It took him a moment, and his cheeks started to burn, "Y-you really see me like this?"

"...Maybe? Is it really that bad?"

"I's just that... the drawing is so... pretty."

"But you are pretty," Hiei clapped his hand over his mouth, wide eyed.

"Why, Hiei, was that a compliment?" he fluttered his lashes a little to embarrass his boyfriend.

"Just a few minutes ago, you were complaining that I only liked you because of your looks," he huffed, looking away from the beautiful redhead, red flourishing on his cheeks.

"It's still nice to hear if I look nice, though," Kurama shrugged, looking over the drawing once again, "Hiei, these are really fantastic drawings, though. You have a lot of talent."

"I bet you're glad that you didn't break my arm."

"Break your arm?"

"When you first started to tutor me, you threatened to break my arm so I would study."

"Oh, my," Kurama put a hand to his mouth, "I had forgotten about that."

"Hn, I can never forget it, I had to hide my erection from you when you were straddling me."

Kurama laughed, "You're just always horny, aren't you."

"Only when you're around," he settled on Kurama's lap, still holding his own bowl of ice cream.

"I'm not sure if that was cheesier or creepier."

"Depends," Hiei shrugged, putting both of their desserts aside so he could pay full attention to the redhead.

"On what?" he was fighting back his chuckles.

"Would you still let me do you?"

Kurama's jaw dropped, "Not with your sister in the doorway."

"Yukina!" he turned around to see his sister reaching for the doorknob, "Sorry, I was just closing the door for you. Please... continue."

"Ugh," Hiei burried his face into Kurama's chest, "This is not going at all how I planned."

"You actually planned this?"

"Obviously not well," he murmured into Kurama's chest.

"We haven't even had our first official date, yet," Kurama cuddled Hiei to his chest, but scolded gently, "I think you're trying to speed this relationship along a little faster than I would like."

"I'm a teenage boy, Kurama, what do you want from me?"

"And what exactly am I?"

"Mr. Perfect," Hiei huffed without a second thought.

"And that means I don't have hormones?"

"No, it means that you're so perfect you can control your hormones."

"Yes, that's exactly why I spend most of my nights in bed getting off to the thought of you?"

Hiei gave a low groan deep in his throat, as he moved against Kurama, "Are you trying to keep me from jumping you with that statement or are you actually a terrible tease?"

Kurama chuckled softly, "There's something I've never been called."

"It's very cruel to be a tease," Hiei noted, climbing up the taller man's body so he was straddling Kurama's waist.

"Oh, really, is it?" he feigned ignorance.

"Kurama," the quarterback leaned in, their noses almost touching, "Let me get you off."

"What?" the redhead swallowed heavily.

"I told you, Kurama, I want you."

"But... your sister..."

"She's going to think we did something whether we do anything or not," Hiei shrugged, already opening Kurama's shirt once again, "Just try to keep quiet."

Kurama's breathing hitched as Hiei pushed him down once again, opening the redhead's shirt and stroked the strong muscles.

Looking nervous, Hiei glanced up at Kurama, "J-just tell me if you want me to stop."

The redhead smiled softly stroking Hiei's cheek, "Go ahead."

Starting with his lips, Hiei made his way down the redhead's body. He smirked at the small twitches he felt when Kurama couldn't keep still. Lightly brushing his roungh fingers against sensitive skin, he heard the soft gasps. Opening the front of Kurama's pants, Hiei pulled out the hardening member, pumping him gently, "W-wait!"

Hiei looked up at the tall redhead, who was now sitting up, breathing heavily, "Sorry, too fast."

"S...sorry," his face was a bright red, "I... I was already..."

Realizing what the problem had been, Hiei smirked, "So you like it so far?"

Kurama bit his lip, not meeting Hiei's eyes, he nodded.

"It's okay," Hiei sat up again so he was able to kiss his boyfriend, pushing him back down, they just laid in the bed, making out for a while before Hiei's hand made it's way down to Kurama's erection. Keeping him distracted with kisses, the quarterback stroked the member gently, applying no pressure.

Kurama moaned into the softly, gripping tightly at Hiei's shirt. Pulling away from the kiss suddenly, Hiei looked on in surprise as the redhead pulled at the bottom hem of Hiei's shirt.

Sitting back a little Hiei let his love pull off his shirt before continuing the kiss while his hand became braver with Kurama's member, applying more pressure.

"Hiei," Kurama groaned against Hiei's lips, his hands making their way over Hiei's chest and abs.

The quarterback smirked, this was going better than he had expected. When Kurama's arms went about his neck, pulling him in for a hungry kiss, the two laid back down and Hiei moved down to kiss and suck at Kurama's nipples before nipping at the lightly sculpted abs.

"Mngh!" Kurama brought his hand up to his mouth to try to muffle any sounds.

"Try to keep your voice down," Hiei whispered huskily as he licked at the member.

"N!" he was biting on his lower lip as he looked about the bed and grabbed at Hiei's pillow, using it to muffle his screams, he found that he was having trouble keeping still.

Hiei watched as Kurama finished putting his clothes back on, "You don't have to go."

"I do if I want us to not go any further," Kurama turned with a slight grin.

"You're beautiful when you cum," he smirked.

"How would you know? I couldn't even take pillow away from my face."

"It was cute."

"Beautiful, cute. These are terms you use on a woman," the redhead pouted, sitting back on the bed.

"Sorry, but you are beautiful and cute."

"Thank you... I think," he smiled, looking over his boyfriend, "Oh..."

"Hm?" he followed Kurama's sight to his crotch.

"Uh- I- I can help you with that."

Hiei gave Kurama one of his rare sweet smiles, "That's okay, I'll be fine."

"No really," he started to reach for him, but Hiei grabbed at the other's wrists.

"Don't force yourself," he assured.

Kurama blushed, one side of him was really afraid to mess up, but the other side wanted to keep touching Hiei.

"I'll show you out."

Kurama just nodded, following after Hiei, "When should we have our first date?"

"With the way this ended, we might as well consider this our first date or else we might be pegged as sluts."

The redhead chuckled as he finished putting on his shoes, he leaned over to kiss Hiei on the lips, "In that case, this was a great date."

Hiei smirked, "A very great one."

"I'll see you at school, and don't think I'm going to let up on the prom thing," he warned before leaving.

"Damn," Hiei groaned to himself as he made his way to the bathroom for a long cold shower.

~TBC~