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Silver Rose Assassinator

Hiei led Kurama towards the table that was adorned with candle light, flowers and dinner. There was a bucket of ice with a bottle of the finest Godiva liquor in it. Hiei seated Kurama and opened the bottle, all the while avoiding his eyes as he felt the heat rise in his cheeks as he poured the drinks. Kurama was also blushing, twisting his fingers nervously under the tablecloth as he watched Hiei from the corner of his eye. Why was he so nervous? He felt like a virgin on his wedding night, blushing and opening his mouth to speak, but finding no words escape his mouth. Hiei sat down and raised his glass towards Kurama, who in turn did the same thing.

"Cheers," he stammered, clinking glasses with Kurama. They sipped at the drink, and started on the dinner.

"I hope that you like sea food," Hiei said, looking at his plate, "I wanted to keep it simple tonight. Nothing fancy, just nice and simple. Simple is a good thing, right?" Okay Hiei, he thought to himself, Now you are rambling like an idiot. For gods' sake calm down. This is Kurama you are sitting with, no need to be nervous about it.

"Yes Hiei," Kurama said calmly, biting into the lobster, "Simple things are good." At least I am not the only one who is nervous! Since when was lobster simple?!

The two ate in silence after that, hardly looking at each other. If they did, they stole glances at each other when they were sure the other was not looking. Hiei rose and picked up the plates. As he did so, his hand accidentally brushed against Kurama's and he swallowed hard and blushed even more. He quickly whisked the plates away and brought the dessert; Godiva chocolate ice-cream with vanilla syrup and nuts. Kurama took a bite and practically melted in his seat as the ice-cream over came his senses, swirling around his tongue and gently sliding down his throat. He closed his eyes and smiled dreamily as he took another bite.

"By the look on your face," Hiei said softly, "I guess that you like Godiva ice-cream."

"I've never tasted anything like this before! It over comes my senses and I can't think straight! I wonder if you…" Kurama shut his mouth with a snap, and blushed immensely. Nice going idiot! 'I wonder if you taste like this.' What a way to be blunt moron! He scolded himself.

"You wonder if I what?" Hiei asked, licking his spoon of the ice-cream. Kurama watched him as he licked the spoon in such a sensual manner. Would he do that to him if they ever slept together?

"I…I…wonder if you can buy this in the store!" he replied hurriedly, laughing in a shaky manner, his hand behind his head.

"Nope. I had it specially made. Someone at Godiva owed me a favor, and I asked them to make an ice-cream for me. They made at least ten gallons of the stuff along with the different kinds of syrup, so I have a feeling that you and I are going to get fat together." The two men stared at each other in silence, and then began to laugh with one another. They were laughing so hard that tears welled up into their eyes and threatened to stream down their faces. Hiei stopped abruptly and looked at Kurama hard. Kurama smiled back at him, his green eyes alight with merriment and amusement.

"Yes? Is there something on your mind Hiei?" Kurama asked him softly. Hiei nodded and rose from his seat, walking over to him. Hiei looked down at Kurama, who blinked innocently up at Hiei. Hiei reached out his hand and cupped Kurama's cheek, gently stroking it with his silky thumb. He smiled as he saw a blush ignite across the kitsune's face, and he felt himself swell, his pants becoming uncomfortably close. Kurama could feel himself getting hard and warm at the same time, wondering if Hiei was going to do something to him. He looked at him intently as he felt his hand trace the outline of his face, from his eyebrows, to his nose, to his luscious lips.

"Come walk with me," Hiei whispered, and quickly bent down and removed Kurama's shoes and socks. The night was hot, but the cool ocean breeze banished the heat, and Hiei took Kurama's hand within his own and pulled him towards the shoreline. They walked side by side, there hands clasping one another tightly as they gazed at the night sky. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Hiei stopped walking and pulled Kurama close to him. He gazed up into those green orbs, and his heart nearly burst from the love that he felt for this man. Kurama looked deep into the fiery embers that smoldered with want and passion, and he felt his heart twist, and his body cried out for Hiei.

"Kurama," Hiei began, licking his lips, "I want to tell you something. I know that we've only known each other for a few days but, those few days have been enough for me. I've come to realize something, and I need you to know."

"Yes Hiei," he whispered, leaning closer to the shorted man, "What is it you want to tell me?"

"I…" Hiei's brow contorted with pain and his eyes widen in shock, "I have a dagger in my side." He slipped from Kurama's grasp and fell to the sand.

"HIEI!" Kurama screamed, his blood staining the white sand.

Kurama kneeled next to him and saw a silver handle embedded to the hilt in Hiei's side. The dagger's hilt had the mocking, glinting eyes of a silver fox. He looked up and saw a cloaked figure staring at them, and the figure turned on his heel, a silver fox visible on the cloak.

"Youko!" Kurama shouted at the retreating figure, which stopped walking away.

"You've been slacking Silver Rose, so I decided to finish the job for you," Youko replied in the assassin's tongue.

"You bastard! This is my hit, and by the code I have every right to kill you before the council," Kurama shouted. Youko laughed at him and threw something to the ground. Upon impact, the vile exploded and smoke hid Youko from sight. That's how he got his name Shadow Fox. Kurama turned back to Hiei, who was laying on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Hiei? Oh gods, Hiei!" Kurama shouted, as Hiei's eyes closed slowly into the darkness.

***

Ugh, what a headache I have. I don't remember drinking that much last night. Oh, close the lights, they hurt my head, and why does my side hurt so much? Wait, where the hell am I?

Hiei awoke with a start, and stared up at the white ceiling, where a fan was slowly turning the heated air. He blinked and turned his head to the left, and saw a multitude of plants cover the walls and floor, greedily drinking in the delicious sunlight that stream through the glass doors. Hiei was laying on a futon covered in soft, silky white sheets that brushed his skin sweetly. He tried to sit up, but pain shot through his side and fell back with a startled cry. He looked down at himself, and found that he was wearing clothes that were too big for him. Where was he, and how did he get here? The sliding door caught his attention and he saw an exhausted Kurama walk in the room, carrying a bowl of water with some bandages.

"K…Kurama?" Hiei rasped out, "Where…where are we?" Kurama rushed to his side and felt his forehead. He relaxed, Hiei didn't have a fever. He was able to get the poison out in time.

"You're in my house Hiei," he replied, gently stroking his face, holding back his tears as he saw his love lay there helpless.

"How did we get here?"

"You mean, you don't remember what happened last night?"

"No. Did I make a fool of myself? I am sorry if I did, and I take full responsibility for my actions. So if I…" Kurama silenced him with a kiss. Hiei opened his eyes in shock, but then lowered them in delight, pulling Kurama closer to him. Kurama was surprised with himself but also pleased with the reaction that he was getting from Hiei. This kiss was unlike any other he had experienced. To Kurama, kisses were tight clutched, teeth and tongue, but this was different. Hiei became the dominator, but he was soft and gentle. He gently circled Kurama's lips with the tip of his tongue, asking permission to enter. Kurama had no hesitations as he opened his mouth slightly and allowed Hiei to come in. Hiei touched Kurama's tip timidly, before he went into his mouth completely. Kurama bucked slightly as passionate feelings coursed through his veins as Hiei outlined his teeth and mated his tongue with is own. Kurama gently thrust into Hiei's mouth, wishing to taste him, and Hiei enjoyed this, pulling him closer to his body as his hands buried themselves into his crimson mane. He heard Kurama groan softly when Hiei ran his hand under the loose fabric of his shirt, and gently brush a finger tip against his chest. Kurama broke the kiss and pulled away, blushing. Hiei held out his hands to him, but Kurama shook his head.

"You'll open your wound if we do anything," he said huskily, trying to catch his breath as he blushed furiously. Hiei sighed deeply, and then looked back to Kurama.

"My wound? What the hell happened last night Kurama?" he asked.

"We were attacked by someone, but he ran off before I could catch him," Kurama said, "I don't know who it was, but I think that it is best that you stay here and tell no one of where you are."

"But my work, I can't leave the industry now," Hiei protested, "And what of the people who work for me at my home?" Kurama gave Hiei a hard look that silenced him. Hiei averted his eyes from him and frowned slightly. Kurama sighed, knowing that he upset him.

"I already called the industry. Apparently, you work seven days a week, three hundred and sixty five days a year. The only time you get to relax is if you have to go to a benefit or something, and even then you can't relax because you hate those things with a passion. I knew it the first time I met you. I told your work that you were taking a month off for personal reasons, and you staff has sent you some clothes for the time that you are to remain here and they have gone home," he said. Hiei grunted his agreement.

"Kurama," Hiei said, "Did you get a glimpse of the man who attacked us? What did he look like?"

"Yes Hiei," Kurama said, thoroughly aware that Hiei was thinking of the night he first attacked him, "He looked like a demon with golden eyes and silver hair. But don't you worry, he won't be back ever again." I'll make sure of that.  

Hiei nodded and laid in silence for a moment, while Kurama pulled back the bed sheets, and lifted up his shirt.

"Well, now that you are awake, you can help me out a bit," he said to him, "Lift your arms please." Hiei did as he was told and shivered slightly at the sudden cold. Kurama smiled apologetically to him as he eased the shirt over his head. The bandages were soaked in dry and fresh blood, and Kurama bit his lip in anguish. It was his fault that Hiei was attacked because he didn't kill him in time. Tears leaked out of his green orbs, and spilled onto Hiei's hand. Hiei looked up in shock as he saw his love crying.

"Kurama! What's the matter?" he asked, wiping away the tears, "Why are you crying?"

"It's…it's nothing Hiei. I just got something in my eye," he sniffed, "Um, we have to get these bandages off of you, so we have to get you to the bathtub. I thought that this might happen, so I have a warm bath already drawn up for you."

"And how do you propose that I get there?"

"I'll carry you silly." Kurama scooped Hiei up into his arms, his muscles bulging beneath the fabric as he made his way to the bath tub. Hiei smiled, impressed at his kitsune's strength, and he nuzzled his neck lovingly. Kurama kissed his hair and entered the bathroom.

"Alright, the ride is over," Kurama said in a dignified voice, making Hiei laugh. He set Hiei down onto the closed toilet seat, and began to remove his pants. Hiei raised an eyebrow at Kurama, whom merely smiled sweetly at him.

"Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you. Not yet anyways," he said mischievously.

"Sometimes I wonder about you Kitsune," Hiei said as he felt the pants slide from waist. Kurama lifted Hiei again and set him into the warm water. Hiei sighed as the liquid warmth slid into his wound, making the blood loose. Kurama rolled up his sleeves and began to cut away the bandages and unravel them slowly.

"Good, the stitches didn't break," Kurama muttered.

"Stitches?" Hiei asked, "What stitches?!" Kurama laughed as he cleaned Hiei's wound.