Prince Elmo: Let the insanity blow your mind, BOOGITY BOOGITY BAAAAAAAHHHHHH!! (flails her arms and runs around in circles)

Kurama: Unolai owns nothing.....Someone please call the guys in the white coats......

You swallow thickly, suddenly very nervous. He probably already knows you're there, but you linger outside his door anyway. You hesitate. After all, what good can he do against a bad dream?

You lean your forehead against the wood of his door and close your eyes to collect your thoughts. Immediatly, the image of the little girl with the crushed skull flashes behind your eyelids. A trail of blood runs over her pale, fragile skin, in between her cold blue eyes. With a start, you open your moist eyes and gasp sharply. You shudder with disgust, goosebumps clearly visible on your skin. You turn the handle and give the door a little shove.

What little light comes in from the window, illuminates a perfect square on the bed. You don't even have to squint your eyes to spot the figure under the covers. The thought of him prefering beds above trees after all randomly runs through your mind.

You fidget with the hem of your t-shirt as his bloodred eyes lock with yours. "I....I had a really bad dream."

Even to your own ears, your voice sounds pathetic and whiney and you lower your gaze to the floor, unable to keep looking him in the eye. Faintly, you feel him make connection with your mind and you allow him to enter. After not even a second, he pulls back again.

Your eyes snap up again, when you hear his covers rustle. Convinced that he was making his way out of bed to drag you back to yours, you need a few seconds to realise what you see.

Hiei is holding his covers up in the air.

Without another thought, you dash forward and dive under his arm. You squirm for a minute, but quickly settle with your back tightly pressed against his sleep-warmed body. His breath fanning the fine hairs on your neck, his hand cupping your head under your pillow. When he lowers the covers around you and his arm comes to rest around your waist, you can already feel yourself slipping away in a peaceful slumber.

Your last coherent thought is how his bed seems so much warmer, softer and more inviting than yours....

The next morning, you're desoriëntated when you wake up in a room you've never seen before. Before you can even panic, you remember where you are. "Hiei let me sleep in his bed...."

Who could've known that you were capable of such a stupid looking grin?

Not until after you've turned your head into the pillow and inhaled Hiei's scent, do you realise how creepy sniffing someone bedlinnen really is. No matter how pleasant the smell of warm sand is. The next realisation is that Hiei's arm is missing from your waist. That deathgrip he had on you felt nice and you kind of miss it. You blindly reach behind you to pull him back against you.

Your hand only comes in contact with the mattress. The cold mattress.

Sitting up, you frown at the empty spot beside you. Or more like 'around you'. In your sleep you seem to have taken advantage of the kingsize bed and moved to the absolute middle.

Hiei is nowhere to be seen.

You place your indexfinger on your chin in thought. "Hmmm, let's see. Stay in Hiei's heavenly bed or go through his stuff.....God! Like trying to choose between a Happy Meal and a McChicken!"

You decide to stay in Hiei's bed a little while longer....After finding out his closet is empty, of course! Just when you're in an excelent position to go back to sleep, there's a knock at the door.

"Excuse me, Hiei. Have you seen Jaiden? She didn't show up for practise this morning."

"Gee, I can't imagine why!" You hold your breath and stay perfectly still.

Another knock. "Hiei?"

After a short pause, you hear Kurama walk away. You let out the breath you were holding. You wait for what seems an eternity, before you decide that it's safe. With stealth you never knew you possessed, you creep out from under the covers and tip-toe towards the door.

After carefully peeking out, you sneak out of the room and softly close the door behind you. "Ha ha! Victory is mine! Wooo!"

Suddenly, a hand is clapped on your shoulder. "Aha! I thought I heard sarcastic thoughts!"

With a high frequence, girly shriek, you clutch your chest, leap from Kurama's grasp and accidentily jump right into the wall. The redhead leans over you as you lay on your back on the hard, wooden floor. "Jaiden, how many fingers am I holding up?"

"You just made me bump into a wall. Who cares about your stupid fingers?!" You slap his hand away and sit up, slightely light-headed. "How did you know I was in there anyway?" He gives you one of his patented disarming smiles as he helps you up. "I could hear you....Demons have more sensitive hearing than humans." He explains at your disbelieving stare.

With a firm hand on your lower back, he guides you back to your room. "Besides, Hiei told me you slept in his bed last night because of a nightmare."

You make a small noise in the back of your throat. Arriving at your bedroomdoor, Kurama turns to you. "There's no need to be embarrassed, everybody gets scared sometimes. Even if it is because of something as silly as a dream." You chew your bottom lip.

"Now go and get dressed, we have training to do." He says as he turns to walk away.

"Yeah, I wouldn't want to miss that." You mutter sarcastically under your breath.

"I heard that."

"Stupid demons and their stupid superior hearing..."

You didn't know it was possible, but the trainingsession was even more grueling than yesterday's session. Not because Kurama made you do something harder. No, you had to do the same thing: run up and down those stupid stairs.

There was just the fact of Hiei showing up half-way through, shirtless, sweat gleaming on his tight muscles and a cocky grin on his lips as he caught you staring. Yum...

This caused you to loose your concentration and fall painfully down the stairs. All the way down.

Kurama had commented that you had never gotten down those stairs quicker. You could only groan weakly in response. With another dumb grin on your face, you figured seeing Hiei looking so yummy was worth the pain.

As you lie in bed, careful not to move so much, you concentrate on Hiei and hope this will keep you from having a bad dream.

You are wrong...

The flashes again.

No, not again. Everything crimson. The smell of death, sense of thrill. Please stop. A severed head in a bloody hand. Mother's blood in her baby's crib. Disgust, delight, distress, perfection. Baby cries. Shadow darkens the baby. Blood drips on pale child. Beautiful contrast. It fades. Fight it! Small body, held in large palm. It closes around it. No! The cries grow weaker. Stop! Child goes quiet. NO!! Stop it, now! Rush of power, confusion, taking over. The hand puts the child down. What's this? Stop killing! The child weeps. A presence? Never do it again! GET OUT! A devastating pain. Blood on upperlip.

And you scream.

Prince Elmo: I wonder what's the deal with those stupid dreams. And in related news: (sinks teeth possessively in Hiei's neck) RAWR!!

Kurama: (Holds up a sign) Will twirl my Rose Whip around like a lasso and shout "Yeehaw!" for reviews.