Hiei and Kurama sat in a small secluded cove, their arms wrapped around each other. It was one of the fire demon's 'good' days; his fluctuating temperature had stabilized at a low enough point so that Kurama could touch him safely. They were hidden in the shade of the black cliffs; even if a casual observer had happened to look down from above, they would go unnoticed.
Kurama pulled the fire demon closer, kissing then nuzzling Hiei's neck. He was determined to enjoy this contact while he could; there was no telling when Hiei's body temperature might flare again.
Hiei sighed and squirmed, releasing his hold on the kitsune and rising to his feet. Moodily, he jammed his hands into his pockets, moving down to the seashore to stare out into the varying shades of blue. The fire demon had been quiet over the past few days, more so than he usually was.
Kurama narrowed his eyes, observing his lover with a critical gaze. Though the Koorime tried to hide it, the youko knew that Hiei had been having dreams, keeping him up; often, he would fall asleep in the early hours of the morning and took naps throughout the day to sustain himself. Kurama frowned, running a hand through his fiery locks and coming up with a rose; twirling it had always helped him to think.
"I should go back and face Her," The dark tone made the youko start in surprise. Kurama raised wide emerald eyes to meet his lover's intense gaze.
The youko shook his head firmly, regaining his equilibrium. "Dame. If you make a move to go, I'll tie you up and sit on you." He met his lover's stare evenly. "I trust Sumi-chan, itoshii. If she says to wait, we'll wait. She's been right so far."
Hiei snorted. "Stubborn fox."
Kurama grinned mischievously, tucking the rose behind his right ear. "No more than you, koi."
The fire demon shook his head. "That's wrong, fox." At Kurama's confused look, Hiei knelt in front of him, removing the rose and placing it above the kitsune's left ear. He brushed Kurama's cheek with a finger. "You're taken, Kurama."
Kurama sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes soft and vulnerable. He caught the Koorime's retreating hand, using it to pull him into his arms, slanting his mouth over Hiei's. "Ai shutter," he repeated, using all his acquired skill to kiss Hiei senseless. He kissed every inch of the beloved face, growing more passionate with each second, his hands running up and down Hiei's back.
Not to be outdone, Hiei moved his hands down the front of the kitsune's body, stopping now and then to stroke and tease. Impatiently, he tugged at the hem of Kurama's shirt, ready to tear it off the hard body.
Kurama laughed breathlessly, the sound trailing off into a moan as Hiei brushed against his arousal. Slender hands moved over the fire demon's belts, clumsy with desire and fumbling with the buckles. The youko made to push the fire demon to the ground when a voice dripping with venom hissed, "Get away from him!"
Reacting instinctively, the two youkai pulled away from each other, looking to the source of the demand. Standing there, eyes burning with unearthly fire, was the goddess in her young aspect. The hatred and anger coming from her was palpable, making the lovers want to back away.
"Pele," Kurama murmured, stunned eyes taking in the goddess's presence.
"He's Mine," Pele said hotly. "Why would he want you, a male? His Nature suits Mine better than yours."
Kurama narrowed his suddenly cold eyes. "I love him! There's no way you'll get to him unless you go through me." So saying, he placed himself between the furious goddess and his lover.
Pele laughed scornfully. "As you wish."
Hiei grabbed Kurama's arm, shaking in reaction to the goddess's proximity, his temperature starting to rise. "Fox, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Kurama shook off the hand. "Something I should have done in the first place. You're mine lover, and it's about time I defended my claim." The kitsune kept wary eyes on his opponent, watching Her every move.
With all the power of the volcanoes she was goddess of, Pele attacked. A ball of fire shot at the kitsune, barely missing him as he jumped to the side. Kurama countered with a Makai Iceflower, rapidly growing the seed and sending it after the goddess. Roaring, the flora spit icicles at the woman, who simply melted them before they hit. Kurama had enough time to throw up a wall of fire-resistant plants before Pele's next attack; unfortunately, not even they could withstand the heat of a volcano, and soon began to burn.
The youko flung himself to the side as the rock behind him exploded into a shower of rubble. He was losing and he knew it. Another blast knocked him off his feet, stunning him temporarily. Kurama glanced to where his lover stood; the fire demon was swaying slightly, concentrating on fighting the compelling urge of Pele's will.
The goddess advanced, wearing an expression of triumph, the look in her eyes telling the youko that there would be no pity given; he hadn't expected any, not when Hiei was the prize. Kurama watched fearfully as Pele approached, scooting back until he met the wall of the rocky outcropping. Trapped, the youko raised his chin defiantly, not about to give his opponent the satisfaction of seeing him cower. Pele smirked maliciously and raised her arm.
Kurama pulled the fire demon closer, kissing then nuzzling Hiei's neck. He was determined to enjoy this contact while he could; there was no telling when Hiei's body temperature might flare again.
Hiei sighed and squirmed, releasing his hold on the kitsune and rising to his feet. Moodily, he jammed his hands into his pockets, moving down to the seashore to stare out into the varying shades of blue. The fire demon had been quiet over the past few days, more so than he usually was.
Kurama narrowed his eyes, observing his lover with a critical gaze. Though the Koorime tried to hide it, the youko knew that Hiei had been having dreams, keeping him up; often, he would fall asleep in the early hours of the morning and took naps throughout the day to sustain himself. Kurama frowned, running a hand through his fiery locks and coming up with a rose; twirling it had always helped him to think.
"I should go back and face Her," The dark tone made the youko start in surprise. Kurama raised wide emerald eyes to meet his lover's intense gaze.
The youko shook his head firmly, regaining his equilibrium. "Dame. If you make a move to go, I'll tie you up and sit on you." He met his lover's stare evenly. "I trust Sumi-chan, itoshii. If she says to wait, we'll wait. She's been right so far."
Hiei snorted. "Stubborn fox."
Kurama grinned mischievously, tucking the rose behind his right ear. "No more than you, koi."
The fire demon shook his head. "That's wrong, fox." At Kurama's confused look, Hiei knelt in front of him, removing the rose and placing it above the kitsune's left ear. He brushed Kurama's cheek with a finger. "You're taken, Kurama."
Kurama sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes soft and vulnerable. He caught the Koorime's retreating hand, using it to pull him into his arms, slanting his mouth over Hiei's. "Ai shutter," he repeated, using all his acquired skill to kiss Hiei senseless. He kissed every inch of the beloved face, growing more passionate with each second, his hands running up and down Hiei's back.
Not to be outdone, Hiei moved his hands down the front of the kitsune's body, stopping now and then to stroke and tease. Impatiently, he tugged at the hem of Kurama's shirt, ready to tear it off the hard body.
Kurama laughed breathlessly, the sound trailing off into a moan as Hiei brushed against his arousal. Slender hands moved over the fire demon's belts, clumsy with desire and fumbling with the buckles. The youko made to push the fire demon to the ground when a voice dripping with venom hissed, "Get away from him!"
Reacting instinctively, the two youkai pulled away from each other, looking to the source of the demand. Standing there, eyes burning with unearthly fire, was the goddess in her young aspect. The hatred and anger coming from her was palpable, making the lovers want to back away.
"Pele," Kurama murmured, stunned eyes taking in the goddess's presence.
"He's Mine," Pele said hotly. "Why would he want you, a male? His Nature suits Mine better than yours."
Kurama narrowed his suddenly cold eyes. "I love him! There's no way you'll get to him unless you go through me." So saying, he placed himself between the furious goddess and his lover.
Pele laughed scornfully. "As you wish."
Hiei grabbed Kurama's arm, shaking in reaction to the goddess's proximity, his temperature starting to rise. "Fox, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Kurama shook off the hand. "Something I should have done in the first place. You're mine lover, and it's about time I defended my claim." The kitsune kept wary eyes on his opponent, watching Her every move.
With all the power of the volcanoes she was goddess of, Pele attacked. A ball of fire shot at the kitsune, barely missing him as he jumped to the side. Kurama countered with a Makai Iceflower, rapidly growing the seed and sending it after the goddess. Roaring, the flora spit icicles at the woman, who simply melted them before they hit. Kurama had enough time to throw up a wall of fire-resistant plants before Pele's next attack; unfortunately, not even they could withstand the heat of a volcano, and soon began to burn.
The youko flung himself to the side as the rock behind him exploded into a shower of rubble. He was losing and he knew it. Another blast knocked him off his feet, stunning him temporarily. Kurama glanced to where his lover stood; the fire demon was swaying slightly, concentrating on fighting the compelling urge of Pele's will.
The goddess advanced, wearing an expression of triumph, the look in her eyes telling the youko that there would be no pity given; he hadn't expected any, not when Hiei was the prize. Kurama watched fearfully as Pele approached, scooting back until he met the wall of the rocky outcropping. Trapped, the youko raised his chin defiantly, not about to give his opponent the satisfaction of seeing him cower. Pele smirked maliciously and raised her arm.