Kurama struggled under the weight that the fire demon was resting on his wrists, making a contrived effort at escape. Hiei would not have it, maneuvering so that his feet were holding down the other's legs, effectively pinning him in place. All at once Kurama ceased his movements, looking up at his opponent with calm expectation. Hiei would have thought it odd were it not for his readiness to gloat.
"See," he barked, a little louder than was probably necessary, as his face was only about a foot away from the redhead's. "I told you I was physically stronger."
Kurama's expression did not change, hinting to the fire demon that perhaps he had spoken too soon. Even so, the kitsune did not test his grip, instead choosing to speak slowly as if to a child, or someone severely stunted in intellect.
"And when did the word 'physically' become a part of our wager?"
Hiei stared before his face changed, suddenly falling. Releasing his hold on the other, the smaller of the two leaped back as if he'd been burned. What followed was a series of angry curses as he stormed off, realizing belatedly that yet again he'd been baited.
Thirty-two, Kurama mentally tallied, not moving from the spot he occupied right away. and Hiei zero.
At least this partnership was proving interesting.
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