Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho at all. That's saddening.

Silver Rose Assassinator

'Where am I? What am I doing here? Huh, what is…blood?'

Hiei stood atop of a building, lightning flashed and the wind howled in his ears. Rain pelted against his bare chest as he held his katana in his right hand, while his left hand clutched his bleeding side. He glanced up, seeing the hooded killer standing before him, the whip clutched in both of his strong hands.

'You!' shouted Hiei over the howling wind, 'Why are you doing this? Tell me!' The killer merely stared at him, his clothing flapping about, when lightning flashed again and the hood flew back, exposing his face.

'KURAMA!' cried Hiei, taking a step back, 'You are doing this? Why?!'

'This is what I was born to do, Hiei,' Kurama replied, tears sliding down his face, 'I am sorry, my love.' The green-black whip flashed in the air, and wrapped itself around Hiei's throat…

***

Hiei lunged awake, clutching his neck as he gasped for breath. A cold sweat clung to his body, his breathing fast and shallow causing his head to spin as his being shook with shock. The dream had been so vivid, that Hiei thought it was real. He quickly checked his side. There was nothing there but smooth skin. Hiei sighed and leaned back into the red, silken pillows with a black satin dragon design on them. He put a hand to his head, and gazed up at the ceiling.

Was it really just a dream? Or was it some kind of warning? Hiei gave himself a mental shake and scowled at the darkness. Don't be stupid Hiei! It was only a dream.

Hiei rolled onto his side, and closed his eyes, trying to fight down the nauseous feeling that threatened to come up and destroy him.

***

Parry, parry. Thrust, slash. One, two. The katana swung through the air with a whistling noise, slicing an enemy in two. Hiei snarled as he trained his body in the gymnasium, trying to erase the memory of the dream by over exerting his body. He tossed the katana aside, the sword stabbing the mat and standing upright and defiant to gravity. He breathed in as he did controlled back flips, followed by twisting his body and kicking in the air. He punched the oxygen, kicked high at the dream, damning it as he fought and fought. He stopped and began to fall, his body finally shutting down.

Suuichi, who wanted to see Hiei again, walked in on the president of Makai Industries just as he collapsed to the floor. He was quick and caught him before he hit the mats, almost dropping him because his body was covered in his sweat. Hiei was breathing hard, his breath short and shallow, and he opened his eyes slowly. He reached up and grabbed a side lock, looking into Suuichi's green eyes.

"Kurama," Hiei rasped, "It was you. You were the one who killed me. Why, and what are you doing here?" Suuichi looked at Hiei with wide eyes, not knowing what to say to this statement of truth. Did he know about him? Suuichi grasped Hiei's hand, pulling it away from his hair, but Hiei held fast to it.

"It was in my dream last night, you killed me, or I think you did," he continued, not noticing that Suuichi physically relaxed, "I woke up before it could finish." Suuichi smiled at Hiei and brushed his black hair from his red eyes. Hiei grabbed his fingers, and held them, Suuichi did not pull away.

"It was only a dream Hiei," Suuichi said, "Dreams come true, but I am sure that this one won't. Are you all right now? Can you stand?" Hiei nodded and Suuichi helped him to stand, only Hiei sagged against his body, tired and exhausted.

"Here," Suuichi said, "Lean on me."

"No," Hiei growled, pushing him away. He did not want to get close to him, and he could not tear himself from Kurama's side. "I can get to my rooms without your help." He took a step forward, and began to topple over. Suuichi rushed over to him, chuckling softly as he placed his hands on Hiei's bare shoulders. This man was so fascinating! Stubborn as a bull and as cold as a demon, Hiei was a book that Suuichi did not want to put down, however, he had to burn this book and soon.

"Do you want to bet that you can get to your rooms without falling down and breaking your neck?" he asked him kindly, placing his face close to Hiei's. Hiei tried to pull away, but those green orbs held him fast, not allowing him to leave, so he moved his face away from his. Suuichi tipped his chin up, making him look at him.

"Well, can you make that bet Hiei?" Suuichi purred his name, loving the feel of it in his mouth.

"Kurama," Hiei whispered, "I…" The two stood like that, fate holding its breath as it waited to see what would happen between these two. Suuichi leaned in closer to Hiei, who in turn lifted his head more.

"Kurama, what are you doing?" came a voice from the door. The two looked towards the door and Suuichi immediately let go of Hiei, who fell to the floor by the lack of support. A tall man, about six feet, stood in the doorway, a smug smile on his face as he crossed his arms across his chest. He had long silver-white hair with golden eyes that glinted unkindly at them. He was muscularly built, and a cool expression hugged his face. Hiei thought he looked like a demon.

"Youko, what the hell are you doing here?" Suuichi asked, eyes narrowed angrily at his 'brother'.

"Checking up on you and it's a good thing that I did," Youko replied in the assassinator's tongue, "Is this part of your plan to get the target? By kissing him and taking him to your bed?"

"I was not going to kiss him asshole, I was merely helping him stand," Suuichi replied in the same tongue, anger rising, "And you better not interfere with the way I deal with a mission. Oh so help me I will call you out Youko, and destroy you in front of the guild." Youko narrowed his eyes, not liking the way that this conversation was going, nor liking the fact that Suuichi and Hiei were too close for him.

"You're mine Kurama, don't you forget that," Youko said in the common tongue. Hiei looked up at Kurama with shock on his face. He belonged to this other man?

"I belong to no one Youko," Suuichi answered in the common as well, "I belong to me and only I decide when I belong to someone."

"Humph, we shall see," Youko said, walking away. Suuichi snarled at his retreating back, and turned back to Hiei. He reached out his hand to help Hiei stand. Hiei took it and did not look at Suuichi, he merely walked out, a bit unsteadily, of the gymnasium and ascended the stairs to his pent house at the top floor. Suuichi ran after him, but reached him just as the elevator door closed. He ran to the stairs and took them three at a time, reaching Hiei's rooms before he did. Turning the door handle, Suuichi found it unlocked and entered the room, sitting in a chair next to the fireplace.

Hiei walked in a few moments afterwards, head down as he made his way slowly to the shower. He did not see Suuichi sitting in the chair; he was covered by the shadows. Suuichi smiled and spoke softly to him.

"You could have taken longer you know," he chuckled. Hiei jumped at his voice, then narrowed his eyes at him.

"How did you get in?" he demanded.

"The door was unlocked," he replied innocently, "Are you upset?"

"No I am not!" Hiei snapped and threw his towel onto the chair.

"Could have fooled me," Suuichi said, looking at the towel, then back to Hiei. Hiei pursed his lips, scowling at the red haired man, who merely laughed at him.

"Why are you laughing?" he asked angrily, "Do you find me amusing?"

"Actually, yes I do. Hiei you are a very interesting person, and I would like to get to know you better," he answered.

"Won't your boyfriend be mad at you Kurama?" Hiei replied, his lip curling into a snarl as he thought about the other man. Kurama's eyes lowered dangerously at the mention of Youko.

"He is NOT my boyfriend, nor will he be," Kurama said dangerously soft, "Did you not here me downstairs? I belong to no one unless I say so." Hiei walked over to Kurama and placed his hands on his shoulders. Kurama looked up at the man who interested him immensely, trying to read what those smoldering eyes wrote. Hiei leaned in close to Kurama, as if he was going to kiss him, but instead whispered into his ear.

"Well I want you," he said, his breath tickling his ear. Hiei pulled back and looked at the man with a half grin on his face. Kurama swallowed hard, not knowing what this feeling was in his heart. He could almost feel the ice starting to melt as the sweet smell of Hiei pierced his soul.

"You…you want me?" he asked in surprise, not believing him.

"Yes," Hiei said, placing his hands on his hips, "I want you to accompany me on my presidential outings so I will at least have one friend in the room."

"Oh. Is that all you want, a friend?"

"For now at least. Your first outing with me is a week from now. There is a costume ball being held at some woman's place and I want you to be there with me. I need intelligent conversation in my life, and, trust me, you'll be the most intelligent person there."

Kurama looked at Hiei with a raised eye-brow. So he wants me to play the escort?! What the hell, I am going to kill this bastard. He shook his head at those thoughts. I don't like this feeling for him I am getting. It's warm and I keep getting naughty thoughts about Hiei. This has to stop, but I like his company. He has to die. No, he deserves to live.

Kurama stood up abruptly, almost knocking Hiei to the ground by the sudden motion. He started to walk towards the door, when Hiei grasped him by the arm. Kurama looked back at Hiei with anger in his eyes, but he was greeted with sorrow in the red ambers.

"I am sorry. I did not mean to thrust this upon you so suddenly. This is the second time that I have seen you, and here I am treating you as if you were one of my workers. Kurama, you do not have to go with me if you do not wish it. I just that I want…well it does not matter what I want."

Who is this man? Kurama thought in wonder, One minute he's scowling at me and giving me orders to be his escort. The next he is apologizing to me for being a president and ordering me to do things for him! Gods, what an interesting soul.

"There is no need to apologize Hiei. If you want me to go with you, I will go."

"Thank you Kurama." Hiei smiled at Kurama who felt his anger melt and found himself smiling back at the man. Hiei reached up and grasped Kurama's side lock, grinning at him.

"I always liked red hair," he said with a chuckle. Kurama laughed and bowed to Hiei, heading towards the door. Hiei escorted him there, knowing that it was bad manners not to. Kurama opened the door and then turned back to Hiei. Without a second thought, he kissed Hiei lightly on the cheek and left the room. Hiei's eyes opened wide and he gently touched the skin where Kurama's warm lips kissed him.