Disclaimer: Kurama: C'mon Hiei, you have to do it. It's your turn anyways.

Hiei: I don't want to do it for the ningen. She's a baka.

YM: Alright! No ice cream for you Hiei!

Hiei: AH! Yuemoon does NOT own Yu Yu Hakusho! *says it in a fast voice*

YM: Alright I am happy. *Gives Hiei the ice cream*

Hiei: Yay! *starts eating ice cream like a child…err…ha-ha!*

Kurama: *On the floor laughing*

Silver Rose Assassinator

The next morning, Hiei opened his red embers to the cool sunlight that gently poked his awake. He was still sitting on the windowsill, with the blanket wrapped tightly around him, only Kurama was no where to be seen. The sound of something being cooked drifted into his ears, and Hiei made his way downstairs. He sniffed the air, his stomach grumbling in hunger, and smelled his favorite breakfast being cooked. Pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream. Hiei licked his red lips as he entered the kitchen, and sat down on a stool, his head resting in his hand as he watched Kurama move about the kitchen.

"Good morning Hiei," Kurama said as his back was turned, "Do you have a specific meal in mind that I can cook for you?" Kurama turned his head over his bare shoulder and smiled at Hiei, who smiled back at him.

"What you are cooking now is my favorite food," Hiei replied as he lowered his eyes at the kitsune. Kurama's green globes widened in surprise.

"Really? Pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream are my favorite too!" he replied happily. Hiei started laughing and Kurama's lower lip jutted out.

"What's so funny Hiei?" he asked as he served the plate to Hiei, his pancakes stacked high with toppings.

"You are! You sounded just like a child when you said that!" Hiei replied and took a bite into his food, "Mmm, Kurama these are great. Can I have these and a side of you every day?" Kurama blushed at Hiei's blunt statement, and he laughed again.

"I swear Kurama, you blush more than a girl does and your face matches the color of your hair." Kurama stuck out his jaw and began to leave the kitchen, but Hiei caught him by the arm and pulled him into his lap, pinning him there with his left arm around his waist. Kurama tried to wriggle away, but Hiei held him fast in his strong grip.

"Oh no you don't," Hiei said with a seductive smile, "I want you here. Did you eat anything yet?"

"No not yet Hiei," he replied, unable to stay mad at his love. Hiei pierced a fluffy piece of cake, topped with a strawberry and whipped cream, and told Kurama to open his mouth. Kurama did as he was told, and soon Hiei began to feed him, taking bites in between as well.

When the plate lay empty, Hiei released Kurama from his lap, but held him by his side as he walked over to the freezer, and opened it.

"Where is your father Kurama? Did he eat already?" Hiei asked as he pulled a vat of Godiva ice cream from the freezer.

"He's gone away for a week on business. He left me a note and where on earth did you get that ice cream from Hiei? I thought you only had it in your house!" Kurama replied as Hiei took a spoon and began to eat straight from the carton.

"He went away? Hmm, well the ice cream was sent over yesterday while you were out. I knew that you liked it a lot so I had someone go to my house and bring it all in." Kurama watched in fascination as Hiei's tongue curled around the spoon, licking away all the ice cream. Hiei smiled at him, but something white caught his attention from under the kitsune's hair. Hiei cupped Kurama's face, who sighed at the touch, and quickly moved the hair aside. White gauze was wrapped tightly around his shoulder, and Kurama hastily moved his hair back into place, but the damage had been done. He lowered his head, not able to look at Hiei, and quickly tried to think up an excuse for the bandage. There was the sound of metal hitting the marble counter and Kurama suddenly found himself being hugged tightly by Hiei. Kurama looked down at the shorter man, who had his head pressed against his muscular toned chest.

"You were stabbed by a dagger in the shoulder, weren't you?" Hiei asked him, tears breaking his voice, "And you killed the silver haired man, didn't you?"

"Hiei, I…" Kurama had no idea what to say, except, "How did you find out?"

"I dreamt about it, and I saw it all. I couldn't hear what you were saying but I know that I was the reason for your motives. Kurama, I felt your pain as he stabbed you here and I saw such hatred in your eyes, that it scared me a little bit."

"I did it to protect you Hiei."

"I know, but I don't want you to kill anyone just because of me!"

"Do you want me to leave you? If I have shamed in you, I'll disappear from your life and you will never have to see me again." Kurama began to pull away from Hiei, but the black head held on tight to the red head.

"No, don't you dare leave me. I have finally found you and there is no way that I am going to let you go now! Damnit, I love you Kurama!" Time stood still as the words resonated throughout the house, and back into the kitchen where Kurama's heart seemed to stop. He gazed deeply into Hiei's red eyes and saw the truth behind the words, his heart going out to him.

"Hiei, I love you too," Kurama whispered softly, and Hiei smiled. He pulled the taller man down to him and kissed him, his kiss filled with all the love, want and passion that were flowing through his veins. Kurama kissed him back, yielding up everything to Hiei as his tongue explored his mouth, claiming it as his own. Hiei gently coxed Kurama onto the counter top, and without breaking the kiss, managed to get him to lie down while he straddled his waist. Kurama moaned as he felt Hiei's weight rest against him, his pants causing friction to his swollen maleness. Hiei gently ran his fingers down his lover's chest, encircling the nipples with his thumbs, making them hard and peaked. Hiei released Kurama's now swollen cherry lips, and captured the taunt nipple in his mouth, while his other hand massaged the other. Kurama threw back his head as he felt Hiei's hot tongue circle his flesh, licking and biting at the peak. He switched positions and began his work on the other, applying the same treatment.

"Hiei," Kurama whimpered as Hiei flicked the erect peak with his tongue, and wriggled his hips against Kurama's.

"Yes?" he asked as he kissed his way down his abdomen to the waist band of his pants, "Do you need something?" Hiei's teeth slowly began to undo the silk cords that held Kurama's pants in place, his hands creeping up from the sides and slowly pulling them off his body. Kurama shuddered as he felt his pants slide off him and felt Hiei's warm breath caress his lower region.

"I need you now Hiei, please," Kurama groaned out, and he heard Hiei chuckle softly. Hiei lowered his head and began to kiss Kurama's manhood, running his tongue along the large, swollen phallus. Kurama dug his hands into the blue black forest of Hiei's hair and moaned loudly. Hiei took Kurama into his mouth and began to suckle him, Kurama bucking beneath him as he did so. Hiei brought his hand up and gently grasped Kurama, his hand and mouth pumping away at him as he heard the kitsune begin to moan more loudly. Hiei raised his eyes to look at the face of the man that he loved and he smiled slightly. Upon the kitsune's face was the most brilliants bliss that Hiei had the privilege to see. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open, whimpers escaping his beautiful body.

Kurama could feel himself closing in on his climax, the paradise doors opening for him as he hit the roof.

"Hiei!" Kurama cried as he released himself into Hiei's waiting mouth, who greedily drank down Kurama's soul. Kurama leaned back on his elbows, never experiencing something like this. In past relationships, he had always been the dominator, but now the tables were turned and Hiei was dominating him. Hiei licked his lips, and jumped down from the counter, pulling Kurama towards him and kissing him.

"We are far from done love," he said huskily, and grabbing the ice cream in one hand, and pulling Kurama with the other, they ascended the stairs to their nest.