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Losing Our Head: Chapter Eleven
His eyes traced the floor before meeting with his mate's still limp form.
"Kurama..." Kurama...
Tiredly he dragged himself to his side, "Kurama."
A soft gray mist spilled from the form and Hiei patted the area trying to find him, trying to find out what was happening. He couldn't change forms... right?
"Kurama!"
Hiei... calm down.
The mist dissipated, his fingers laying on fur of red and silver that belonged to that of a four tailed fox.
"Kurama...?"
I have a headache... Give me a bit of time and– Mukuro, did she hurt you?!
I'm fine, but what about you? Are you... alright?
I am, what's wrong?
Well, I don't think there's something wrong per say... just different.
The fox's eyes struggled to open but when they did they saw the difference which Hiei spoke of.
He watched his tails sway and the hand move through his fur before he looked up at the other.
I thought you didn't have any different forms.
The head of silver and red strands shook. I never said that... I said I couldn't change back into Shuichi or Youko.
"Can you change back?"
I reverted to this form because I'm either lacking too much energy or my other form needs healing.
"I'll get Botan, hold still," Hiei was held back by a paw that rose to lay on his leg.
No, you don't look too well. Take a nap, I'll get her.
"How will she understand you baka?"
In this form I should be able to speak to her telepathically. Now go rest.
Wearily Hiei watched the hybrid trot over to the door and skillfully open it while on his hind legs.
I'll be right back, be ready to tell me what happened when I do.
Kurama scratched at the locked door for the seventh time.
"What the hell is that scratching?"
"I don't know Uncle Yuu..."
He growled and clawed at the door once more.
"Mukuro wouldn't try harming us, would she?"
His tails beat against the ground impatiently as he waited.
"Well, we'll just not open– Hina don't!"
The young demoness pulled the door opened and jumped back, "Uncle K?
He licked her cheek as he walked in and jumped on the bed beside the blue haired woman. She squeaked when he rested a paw on her leg.
If possible, can you heal me? My humanoid form is most likely a bit worst for wear...
"What happened?" Botan gasped.
Please Botan...
"If that's Kurama why's he in that form?"
"Uncle Yuu, do I have an animal form too?"
The half demon snorted and pat Hina on the head, "No, Kurama is a fox demon so that's why he has a fox form."
"Hn, that stinks–"
A yip left his mouth as he tried gaining their attention again.
"Alright, let me see..."
The woman shifted and hovered both hands above the creature, a frown forming upon her lips, "It feels like you injured your back and damaged some of your organs... You're going to have to share later how your fox form isn't affected by your other form's condition."
Different being, different sized organs and structure. Unless my spine is damaged I shouldn't feel much pain that my humanoid form feels. That's really about it.
"Really?"
Botan...
"Sorry!" she nervously chuckled before her hands began to glow above his form.
"You can heal too?! So Ika can heal, Mommy can heal, now you can?!"
Yusuke sighed and heaved the upset girl to sit upon his shoulder, "Yeah, demons like us unfortunately are fighters. We're the ones that give reason to have healers. Doesn't mean ya can't learn ta heal though. A bit of knowledge in plant life can help you make paste and heal yourself. You don't exactly need your abilities ta do that after all. Just like you don't need your youki to fight."
Hina grumbled to herself as she leaned against his head.
"He's right," Botan chirped, "I can't exactly manipulate my rei to use as a weapon but that doesn't mean I'm helpless."
Kurama's impatience showed easier in this form as his tails thumped upon the bed before he too nodded his head.
The blue haired woman before him winced before turning her sights back on the other, "I was able to heal the insides but there seems to be a large gash upon your back. Right now I don't have enough energy to heal it but..."
I'll give it a try if I can shift back. Thank you, I'll see you two in the morning to explain... Don't go down for breakfast.
With that and a short leisure stretch he sprung from the bed and stopped next to Yusuke.
Can you open the door for me?
He grinned and pulled away from his paw, "Sure man, night."
Kurama bowed his head in thanks as he set off back to his own room.
It took a bit of pain and blood to turn back but when he finally managed it, he regretted it.
He could feel his life force dripping down his back, leaking through his clothing, and dripping upon the floor.
The smell of it was what lazily drew his love from his sleep.
"Kurama?..."
His ears twitched at the groggy whisper as he tried his best to restrict his blood flow.
"Ahh!"
"You fucking baka! What the–"
Hiei's hand stayed placed upon the other's wound as another gasping breath cut him off.
"I-I didn't realize it was this bad," his body hitched forward when the pain became too much.
"I thought that woman healed you?"
"Botan did as much as she could. My insides were worse off, it drained her..."
Mukuro did this... i-if this had hit me...
"H-Hiei, I need you to stay focused," Kurama muttered through his clenched teeth, "Get me that bowl and pitcher of water."
"You don't have enough energy to grow–"
"Get it..."
Reluctantly he left his mate's side to do his bidding.
His hand skillfully pulled out the needed plants before dropping it into the ceramic bowl. He then added a dab of water and watched the plants sprout as quickly as they would if given his youki.
Quizzically the demon kneeled at his side and watched him mash together leaves, roots, and flowers of the three plants.
"Healing plants of mine," he softly told, "I.. I manipulated them to grow with a touch of water. After all... if I'm in need of it I'm most likely lacking youki."
Hiei shook his head and smiled, "I suppose I should expect nothing less from you."
Lightly the silver-red headed fox leaned against him and sighed, "Can you just spread this over it?"
"Sure," he took it and gently ripped the rest of the shirt off his back.
An apologetic whisper left his lips with ever hiss that left his mate's.
"There, it's done," he softly told.
"Thank you..."
"Do you know where this came from?"
His head rested tiredly against Hiei's shoulder as he gazed to where he had landed earlier that night, "There's nothing there."
"It's possible that Iva cleaned it up... I was asleep after all."
He inclined his head in agreement when he pulled away and went to stand.
"Will you be alright? Absorb the energy of the plants–"
Kurama smiled as he shakily made his way to their bed, "I left it out so the kits could draw energy from them."
Hiei ran to his side and helped him, "But–"
"I just need some rest Dragonheart... In the morning," he yawned softly as he crawled carefully onto the mattress, "you'll tell me what happened?"
"How much do you know?"
"Not much," he revealed as he nuzzled his pillow, "Just... that I shouldn't goto breakfast in the morning."
The head of black nodded despite it obviously going unseen.
"Hiei?..."
"Hn?"
"Drag the plant over... then sleep next to me?"
A smile, however small, lit his lips as he did what was asked of him.
He didn't know how many times he had done this but it felt like it was never-ending.
"Hiei...?"
The demon in question sat propped against the wall, the trash can to his left, as he tried calming his rebelling stomach.
"Oh Dragonheart..."
His red eyes darted to the mostly gold, "Alright?..."
"Fine," Kurama whispered as he crawled to his side, "And you? How long have you?–"
Hiei lurched to his side when he could no longer hold himself at bay.
"You should have woken me," he sighed as he kissed the back of his neck and ran soothing hands down his back and over his stomach.
He pulled back and reclined fully into his mate's embrace, "Y-you needed sleep... Plus that plant wouldn't help me anymore."
"Hiei, I said it wouldn't work for large amounts of time," Kurama mumbled into his shoulder, "It doesn't mean it won't necessarily do it's job while it does last though."
Feeling the shiver go through the body beneath him he pulled back and frowned, "Hiei?"
The slender lips parted a few times before speaking, "I don't know... but I feel really hot right now..."
"Love, I would think being pregnant would eliminate your heat... I know my romp all but left when you did."
"Well what do you want me to tell you?" Hiei grumbled as he pushed himself up and away from him.
"Hiei," the hybrid tried, his arms going around him to pull him back in his lap, "What I suppose I'm trying to get at is perhaps you get all hot when your body just wants to be pleasured."
He snorted and turned his head to the side, "There were many times that I wanted pleasure but my body never did this."
Kurama nestled his head against Hiei's shoulder, "But you probably had better control over your actions then. Being pregnant tends to limit the control you once had over yourself."
A soft groan parted his lips as the warm breath fanned across his skin.
"It also makes you more sensitive," he purred into his neck, his hand slipping under the loosened dinner shirt.
The demon arched into the teasing touches and gasped out his mate's name.
Slender fingers circled over the tiny pebbles before tickling down to the still small but rounding tummy, "My Spitfire, after this we need a bath and then you need to tell me our plans."
"K-Kurama..."
He smiled and placed a kiss upon him as he unbuttoned the pants of his lover, "Yes Hiei?"
His head arched back into Kurama's shoulder, his breath becoming short and fast, "Uhmm..."
"I've hardly touched you and you're so hot and bothered," he heatedly whispered as his lips moved up to trace his ear, "Lets see if there's anything I can do to help your little problem out..."
Hiei's body stilled as his nose picked up on an unmistakable scent, "Yusuke... door..."
"Okay, but first lets take of you," Kurama decided as he pulled back and laid his lover down.
He tried to resist the hands holding him down but found it too pleasurable to just deny.
Golden eyes twinkled as Hiei finally gave up and submitted to him, "I won't take long, promise."
A moan almost left his mouth as his fox lowered his pants and pumped his staff.
"Shh... relax..." his kissed his inner thigh while he settled himself between the spread legs.
"Nnn... Yuu..."
A soft lick to the head had Hiei arching off the cold stone floor and into the warm mouth.
"He's obviously waiting, now calm down or you'll snap your back in half," he huffed before swallowing the manhood until his lips were pressed against the nest of black curls.
His hands grabbed at the silver-red locks as he twitched and climaxed into the moist heat of his mate.
Kurama gently untangled the fingers from his hair as he drew away to sit up, "I didn't think it was going to last long but certainly not that short either."
The demon's flushed face lay puffing for air upon the cool stone floor before he sat up to glare at the other, "It's... not like I could help it!"
"That's not true, you could have held it in," he teased as he straightened his mate up and stood, "Now lets–"
Suddenly a fist met his cheek and, despite it having no youki behind it, caused him to fall back hard to the ground.
"It's funny how your teases hurt so much worse than your insults sometimes," Hiei growled, "I'm sorry that I'm not some practiced lover... that I can't hold out. I'm sorry for being friggin pregnant and thus not able to help myself because I just know so much about being it that leaks out of my ears. I'm sorry!"
The green speckles returned to his golden eyes as they clenched themselves close to hold everything in. His bruising cheek went untouched as his old customs came into play.
--- "Baka!"
My head was slammed into the pointed corner of the desk, a trickle of blood melting into my already red hair.
Another shove and I was pushed against the opened window's frame, just barely gaining enough control to not go flying out it.
My already pounding head was jerked down and my body could do no more than follow the one who held it captive. The ground was fifteen stories down, I remembered, as half my body was dangling and looking right down at it.
"The next time you try to fuckin' insult me know this is where your life will end! Your mother already thinks your suicidal, she wouldn't think any differently about this!"
However, out of all the threats he made, this one frightened me the least. If I died then she could no longer be held above my head as I was now held above this building. Perhaps that's where I went wrong in all of this... I made him think that I wanted to live.---
"Stop it!"
The scream brought him out of his trance only to lay witness to his mate clawing at his head.
"I-I can't take this anymore! That bastard's going to fucking die! That will–"
Finally the ex-detective rapped upon the door, "What the hells going on in there?!
Hiei was too upset to answer. His throat felt raw, the smell of his own blood on his fingers made him ill, there was no way of holding it in any further; he got violently sick where he knelt.
Regardless of what had just happened between the two the hybrid went to his side to try and help him. He couldn't help but notice the blood that mixed within the otherwise undescribable mess.
"Hiei, Kurama!"
A shiver racked the smaller frame when it was over, he felt weak...
"Are you alright?"
The whisper made him feel even worse, a dark scowl twisted itself upon his lips.
"Hiei?"
His old mask took hold of his features as he gazed down at his soiled garments and fumbling hands.
"Dragonheart, don't you dare close yourself to me! Snap out of it!"
"Kurama–"
"Yusuke, shut the hell up right now!"
It was obvious to anyone that his nerves were rattled and that he no longer was use to having to help pull another out of their dark corner. However, for his mate, he was willing to put forth his best foot and try until he succeeded.
"Now Hiei, this happens... Lovers fight, they remember painful things, they make love... You can't just close yourself up to me anymore, just as I can't mislead you..."
--- I lay there for the longest time, the dust and maggots settling on my bloody being. My wrists had long since gone numb from having been suspended from the ceiling. Everything else felt like it was just there... no part of me wanted to move. I was left here to hang in darkness, to think, to wish that death would finally end this continuous torment. My legs still felt pain, I realized, as I unknowingly relieved myself; the fluid bitting at cuts that I knew were caused by my own broken bones.
"Hello my feisty little kitty, will you be spilling anything today?"
I sniffed, my nose only picking up my own putrid smell. All my senses were dead, just as this damnable body should be...
After all this time I've given up trying to fight away his touch, so when his fingers brushed down my cheek I just sighed. It was obviously what he was waiting for. His other hand pinched my jaw open wider as he laughed, "Last chance kitty, after today I promise you'll never see the light of day again. Oh, that's right... you already can't after yesterday. Well you could at least talk to whomever you want if you just spill what Mukuro's weakness is."
For the first time since I got here I spoke, raspily as it was he still heard what I said, "Your voice."
He growled and grabbed at my tongue, "I will enjoy watching you die..."
Bitterly I thought of how it was at times like this, right before harm was done, that Kurama, Yusuke, and the fool would show up to the rescue... As he pierced the tip of my tongue with his dagger I knew it wasn't to ever happen again. So, as I chocked on my blood, I wondered... What would Kurama have thought of me at this moment? Would he had said that this too was something I asked for? He did always say that I could never find Death for he was always in the last place I would look, by my side...---
Kurama fought to hold Hiei as he convulsed with the actions placed upon him in his mind's eye. He finally understood why Hiei shielded his memories. Part of the reason might have been that they brought about sorrow and painful emotions but the main reason was... they physically hurt him by forcing him to reenact the scene by himself, his own mind playing the villain.
He had to remain strong when his partner could not, he had to force away his own fears to comfort his mate, he had to...
"Hiei, listen to me!"
At the yell all his actions ceased, his head dropped to the side, his body going slack. If it weren't for the breath the demon parted with a moment later Kurama would have thought him dead. Silently he lifted his lover from the ground to lay him upon the bed before he went about collecting their things for their bath.
"Kurama, what?–" Again Yusuke was cut off as a load of objects was shoved into his arms upon the door's opening.
The man's curiosity grew even further when his friend retreated back into the room to only come back a moment later with an unconscious fire demon.
"He's not feeling very well... I suggest that you join us while we bathe less you wish to hint to Koenma what you've been doing. Afterwards Hina and Botan can," he told as he walked pass him.
Quickly Yusuke followed, a question on his lips but not yet born.
"He has mood swings and morning sickness, you try handling that."
The brunet's nodded to the other, it was obvious that nothing more was going to be revealed.