Eavesdrop-Keiko POV, Kurama/Hiei
It was Genkai who asked someone to go check on them. The two demons who I somehow trusted, but didn't know very well. Hiei, sharp and to the point, loyal to the end despite his scathing remarks and glares and insisting he hated everyone... He didn't really. I knew he had a soft heart beneath all that. And Kurama, who seemed sweet on the outside but was capable of killing in an instant. The two of them often disappeared together, and it usually seemed like only they could comfort one another. Only Kurama could talk sense into Hiei and calm him from his seemingly random violence...
Humming, I carried the first aid kit down the hall, hoping I had the right room (why Genkai had so many, I never asked). I raised my hand to knock on the door, pausing at the sound of Hiei...pausing because it sounded like he was...laughing?
I pressed my ear to the door, more than curious.
"Kurama," Hiei chuckled, "Only you would be more concerned for your plants than your own life."
"Well pardon me, Hiei, for being worried. The poor things have been embedded in my arm all day and it's not exactly an ideal home," Kurama tutted softly, "I just hope I placed them in the soil quickly enough. It would be a shame to lose them now."
"You're so weird," Hiei sighed. I dared to peek through the little gap between the paper screen and the wood.
They sat close together, Kurama leaning on Hiei's chest. Hiei was rubbing Kurama's arms, gently over the open gashes and cuts. "How is it," he sighed, "With all your dexterity and wits, That you are always the one who comes back a bleeding mess?"
Kurama snorted, gently placing a kiss on Hiei's palms, "I suppose I'm just clumsy." Hiei made a small snort of disbelief.
Noisily, I cleared my throat, tapping the wooden frame, "Um...Kurama? Hiei? I've brought some more supplies if you need."
"Thank you Keiko," Kurama's voice was melodic and soft, "You can come in if you like." When I slid the door open, Hiei was sitting on the windowsill, gazing at the stars as though nothing had occured between them. I smiled at him, nodded in greeting. He just kept looking outside. So rude.
"We appreciate it," the kitsune smiled and glanced meaningfully at the moody fire demon, "Honestly. How are Yusuke and Kuwabarra faring?" "Oh fine," I waved my hand, "They're already playing a video game together, whining about who won. You two should join us! There's no need to stay cooped up all night."
"Hn," Hiei breathed. Kurama shot him a strange look, shaking his head, "No thank you, is what he means to say. Hiei and I will stay here for the night. We certainly could use the sleep," he bowed, respectfully, and cocked his head, "Goodnight, miss Keiko. And thank you again." I returned the gesture, looking over my shoulder as I closed the screen.
Hiei left the windowsill quickly, joining Kurama on the futon and leaning against him casually.
"Keiko?"
I gasped, never having heard Hiei use my name before. "...Leave us in privacy."
Blushing, I turned away. Somehow, I think ignoring a request from Hiei would be a very bad idea.