Hiei wished that he could say that he knew with absolute certainty what he was going to do to test the onna across from him. But he didn't. Which was rare for him since he wasn't generally someone who didn't know what to do in certain situations. But he chalked up his inability to think of something to the omega's presence.
Between her easy chatter, warm and friendly smiles and teasing- he was sort of already more or less sold on the idea of trying to court her. The fact that he could tell that she would do well with Kurama seemed to help him along.
But only just so since he knew that the fox would reject her if he did.
And he was doing this so that he could have Kurama as his mate as well as some future heirs. But that didn't necessarily mean that he didn't care about what poor soul he and the fox chose. Quite the contrary. He did.
He had been thinking over the possibility of having a second mate for a while now. Almost half a year, to be honest. And up until now, he'd never really been able to picture himself anywhere near an omega.
Humans were fragile. This was an indisputable fact.
But omegas were even more fragile to him than glass. They were weak willed, emotional, and unable to mentally or physically endure many hardships that would come from being mated to two demons. Much less Alphas. Yet he had thought about the many things that he would require of an omega mate.
He didn't really care if the omega that was they chose was a human or demon.
Though Kurama was desperate for a human one, so that any offspring produced would at least blend in with other humans a bit.
Hiei could understand the merits of this since his lover's family was human and he would want them to be a part of his offspring's life for as long as the passage of time, and good health would allow them to be.
But he had different requirements of an omega mate.
He needed someone that wouldn't buckle underneath his brooding stare. Someone who would challenge and even knock him on his ass when he stepped out of line with them. He needed fire, and warmth hidden within flesh and blood.
He needed their omega to be strong enough to defend themselves and their offspring if anything happened to them to ensure that they would survive.
The onna that had his interest at present, was flitting about the garage like a hummingbird.
She seemed so very breakable to him, that the single touch of his fingers could somehow destroy her. It was a weirdly unsettling feeling. And not one that he liked very well at all.
It left him feeling...unusual. Remorseful, maybe?
Honestly it was something that he had rarely felt before, so the emotion was difficult for him to pin down.
The onna move to brush by him, and he found himself breathing deeper than absolutely necessary as he took her scent into his lungs and made an inaudible sound when he noted that she smelled more strongly of citrus than flowers.
Unusual for an omega. But not unpleasant.
"Do you need any help?" He finally asked, managing to slow her down a scooch as she was passing him again to grab something that she had forgotten.
"No, I got it." She said cheerily. "Thanks though." And then she began moving again as something finally seemed to occur to him. A means of testing and seeing how well she would deal with him without him needing to get mean or surly with her.
It was a tricky thing, but once he finally thought of it, he decided to run with it and waited for the perfect moment to ask.
"Am I repugnant?"
She had been screwing something- a new mirror- onto the car when he blurted the question out, and her hand slipped a bit and she wound up trying to prevent herself from damaging the vehicle too and somehow wound up banging her head on it.
He wasn't going to lie. He cringed a bit and sucked in a startled breath between clenched teeth while she rubbed the sore area of her forehead with her hands for a moment before hissing at him.
"What kind of jack wang asks a stranger something like that?"
Ah, now he was getting somewhere.
She was annoyed with him.
He shrugged his shoulders as she turned her head a little bit to glare at him. "It seemed like a good conversation starter." He said lamely, idly wondering if she was going to try and take a swing at him.
To be honest it would probably be the best way to finish his task. Especially since other omegas wouldn't dare do something so dangerous.
And she didn't.
Instead, she growled at him to try introducing himself first as a means to start a conversation with someone and then going from there. It was a good suggestion, polite even.
But that wasn't his style.
So, he decided to try something else to rile her. He had to wait for another few moments so that his actions would appear as random as his question had been. But once he saw his opening, he moved closer to her. So close that there was barely any room between their bodies knowing that she'd be able to both feel the heat of his body and smell any pheromones that he was letting out and then simply waited for her to react.
He didn't have to wait for very long since barely a heartbeat later she had her screwdriver jabbing him in the nuts and growling at him to back the fuck off as he had to force himself not to visibly twitch to defend himself and his manhood.
Thankfully her reaction to him and his closeness told him everything that he needed to know about whether or not she would be a suitable omega for he and his lover both.
The onna was a prickly little thing. She hid it carefully so that she could appear more helpless than she actually was, but once riled she showed her fangs. Courting her would prove to be a challenge as well as tricky.
He liked that about her already since she wasn't likely to make obtaining her very easy on both he and Kurama. But that was fine. They liked the thrill of a good chase. It made the capture of their prey that much sweeter.
Stepping back away from her so that he would be far enough away for her to not stab him, he telepathically relayed to Kurama that she was the one and felt his lover's excitement and giddiness at finally finding someone that would do well with them both.
Kurama was already planning out what sort of courtship gifts to give her on their behalf.
Hiei could feel his enthusiasm through their bond, and it made his lips curve up a bit in happiness as he settled himself on a tire a few more feet away from the onna and resigned himself to memorizing as much about her expressions and habits as possible to pass on to his lover later.
They would need as much information as humanly possible to analyze and use since he had a feeling that she would be even more difficult to win over without it.
He wasn't sure how long he sat on that damned tire, his focus shifting back and forth between the omega and Kurama's many, many texts. But she finally had the car put back together and was looking over her work to make sure that she had done it right before finally calling out to Kurama that she was finished.
Hiei rose from his makeshift seat just in time for his lover to jog over to her and take a moment to look over his vehicle to see for himself that it was actually done before then turning to her and quickly grabbing her by the shoulders and pressing a kiss to her forehead, startling her.
She let out a funny little squeak at the contact of lips on her forehead.
And though she looked as if she were about to smack the shit out of the fox, his lover was a master of evasion and was quick to move away from her before she could so much as try to smack him. Hiei chuckled at the fox's antics as he moved to stand beside her for a moment while he watched Kurama pet and coo at his car as if it were his literal baby before asking the onna, "What do we owe you for the repairs?"
"Two hundred and fifty dollars." She said as she shook her head in bemusement. Also amused by Kurama's antics. Hiei nodded his head and pulled out his wallet and dug out the amount mentioned plus a sizable tip for her.
After all, having someone harass her while she worked had caused her a small injury. And despite everything, he did feel badly about that fact.
"Here." He said as he finished digging the money out and held it out to her. She took it from him and then started to turn and walk off when he caught her by the arm and spun her around so that she was facing him. Her gold eyes narrowed at him and he smiled at her, obviously catching her off guard so that he could press a kiss to her flesh in a similar manner as Kurama.
Only he bypassed her forehead and kissed her on the lips.
It was a very brief, chaste kiss. Barely enough to taste the honey of her lips it was over so quickly. But as brief as it was, it was still enough to get a wrench thrown at his head as he was walking to the car.