Okay . . . I know, I'm naughty! But . . . If you had a problem with that,
you wouldn't me reading this, so I'm not going to worry about it.
I don't own these guys, or anything related to Yu Yu Hakusho. Well, I have a shirt, a wallscroll, and the DVDs, but the ideas and people aren't mine. Just the nice little plot I came up with!
Arigatou minna-san! For your reviews, that is! I honestly didn't think this story would even get as many as it did, but I thank you for them most whole- heartedly. Hope you enjoy!
Midnyte-fox
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His eyes . . . Gods, the way the shone, dark with desire, was enough to kill me. His hands on my skin . . . I burned with his touch.
"H-Hiei . . ." I whispered it into his ear as he took my hands, pinned them above my head.
"Stay."
It was a command, and one I complied with. I looked up at him, vision hazy. My lips were parted, and my breathing was harsh. I gasped for air, willing him to stop tormenting me, but not wanting it to end.
Then he kissed me again, and all I could do was press against him wantonly, curling my hands in his hair.
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"You know, you look so innocent when you sleep."
I stirred slightly as I registered the voice. One arm snaked around my waist, and I reveled in the feeling of it.
"Ohayo, Hiei." My voice was soft.
"Mmm. Ohayo, fox." His lips moved next to my ear and sent delicious shivers down my spine.
I pressed back against him, feeling his bare chest warm against my back. He laughed. "Hedonist."
I smiled, slowly opening my eyes. "And?"
"And I love it." His voice was warm and dark. One hand touched my side lightly, trailing a finger down from my shoulder to my hip. I gasped.
"Didn't you get enough last night?" I glanced at the clock. It was nearly noon. And it had been a late night. Neither of us had gotten much sleep.
He laughed richly, dropping a kiss onto the back of my neck. "I could never get enough."
I smiled, "Well, I want a shower, so you will have to wait." I pulled away from him and stood up, walking to the bathroom. I cast a glance back, and he was flopped over on his stomach in the space I had vacated. As I reached the door, I saw a mischievous glint in his eyes. I closed the door, locking it soundlessly. Moments later, as I heard a muffled curse from the other side of the door, I laughed.
"You are cruel, kitsune!"
I smiled to myself and turned on the water. "And?" I asked archly.
"Hn."
I went on with my shower, smiling.
* * * * *
"So . . . Run that by me again?"
I sighed. Yusuke looked at me from across the table, sipping on a milkshake. I had figured it would be a good idea to tell him the change of circumstances. Kuwabara didn't need to know, and would never pick up on it unless it was actively pointed out.
"We're together. As in dating." I frowned. "Well, kind of. I don't think I would call it dating, with Hiei."
Yusuke merely looked at me, expression blank. I frowned.
"Well?"
He scratched his head. "No offense, Kurama. I'm happy for you and all, but . . ."
"But . . .?" I prompted.
"Did it have to be Hiei?"
I laughed. "What's wrong with Hiei?"
He smiled. "I don't want to point out the obvious, but he is a little . . ."
"Hm?"
"Arrogant. Mean. Emotionless. Violent." He looked a little worried. "Kurama, I know you can take care of yourself, but I would not want to witness a lover's spat between you two. It could get . . . dangerous for bystanders."
I laughed outright at that. "Yusuke, you have nothing to worry about. We would never let it get to that!"
He didn't look convinced. Sighing, he looked at his watch . . . and promptly jumped to his feet. "Sorry, Kurama. I have to go. I'm supposed to meet Keiko in fifteen minutes."
I nodded. "By all means. But, Yusuke . . ."
He stopped and turned around. "Yeah?"
"Do me a favor. Don't tell Kuwabara. He already gives Hiei enough trouble as it is."
He smiled, trying not to laugh. "Got it! The stupid one is to remain ignorant!"
I smiled slightly. Yusuke calling Kuwabara stupid. If that wasn't the pot calling the kettle black. . .
I stood and went to pay the bill.
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It was dark now, the light in my room barely illuminating the space. I stood at the window. Hiei was asleep behind me on the bed. I wasn't wearing much, just an overlarge shirt. My clothing from earlier was strewn on the floor near the end of my bed.
Arms slid around my waist from behind. I chuckled.
"What's so funny?" Hiei's voice was husky as he spoke in my ear.
"I talked to Yusuke today."
"And?" He lifted one hand to toy with my hair.
"He called Kuwabara stupid."
Hiei snorted. "Hn. Baka."
I laughed. "Which one?"
I felt his lips move against my ear. He smiled. "Both."
"I-" My breath caught in my throat as his mouth moved, trailing hot hisses down the side of my neck.
His hands slid under the shirt, across my stomach. Gripping my hips, he turned me to face him.
"Lets not worry about them." His voice was soft, suggestive, as he raised a hand and pulled my mouth to his. We didn't sleep much that night, either.
I don't own these guys, or anything related to Yu Yu Hakusho. Well, I have a shirt, a wallscroll, and the DVDs, but the ideas and people aren't mine. Just the nice little plot I came up with!
Arigatou minna-san! For your reviews, that is! I honestly didn't think this story would even get as many as it did, but I thank you for them most whole- heartedly. Hope you enjoy!
Midnyte-fox
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* * * * * *
His eyes . . . Gods, the way the shone, dark with desire, was enough to kill me. His hands on my skin . . . I burned with his touch.
"H-Hiei . . ." I whispered it into his ear as he took my hands, pinned them above my head.
"Stay."
It was a command, and one I complied with. I looked up at him, vision hazy. My lips were parted, and my breathing was harsh. I gasped for air, willing him to stop tormenting me, but not wanting it to end.
Then he kissed me again, and all I could do was press against him wantonly, curling my hands in his hair.
* * * * *
"You know, you look so innocent when you sleep."
I stirred slightly as I registered the voice. One arm snaked around my waist, and I reveled in the feeling of it.
"Ohayo, Hiei." My voice was soft.
"Mmm. Ohayo, fox." His lips moved next to my ear and sent delicious shivers down my spine.
I pressed back against him, feeling his bare chest warm against my back. He laughed. "Hedonist."
I smiled, slowly opening my eyes. "And?"
"And I love it." His voice was warm and dark. One hand touched my side lightly, trailing a finger down from my shoulder to my hip. I gasped.
"Didn't you get enough last night?" I glanced at the clock. It was nearly noon. And it had been a late night. Neither of us had gotten much sleep.
He laughed richly, dropping a kiss onto the back of my neck. "I could never get enough."
I smiled, "Well, I want a shower, so you will have to wait." I pulled away from him and stood up, walking to the bathroom. I cast a glance back, and he was flopped over on his stomach in the space I had vacated. As I reached the door, I saw a mischievous glint in his eyes. I closed the door, locking it soundlessly. Moments later, as I heard a muffled curse from the other side of the door, I laughed.
"You are cruel, kitsune!"
I smiled to myself and turned on the water. "And?" I asked archly.
"Hn."
I went on with my shower, smiling.
* * * * *
"So . . . Run that by me again?"
I sighed. Yusuke looked at me from across the table, sipping on a milkshake. I had figured it would be a good idea to tell him the change of circumstances. Kuwabara didn't need to know, and would never pick up on it unless it was actively pointed out.
"We're together. As in dating." I frowned. "Well, kind of. I don't think I would call it dating, with Hiei."
Yusuke merely looked at me, expression blank. I frowned.
"Well?"
He scratched his head. "No offense, Kurama. I'm happy for you and all, but . . ."
"But . . .?" I prompted.
"Did it have to be Hiei?"
I laughed. "What's wrong with Hiei?"
He smiled. "I don't want to point out the obvious, but he is a little . . ."
"Hm?"
"Arrogant. Mean. Emotionless. Violent." He looked a little worried. "Kurama, I know you can take care of yourself, but I would not want to witness a lover's spat between you two. It could get . . . dangerous for bystanders."
I laughed outright at that. "Yusuke, you have nothing to worry about. We would never let it get to that!"
He didn't look convinced. Sighing, he looked at his watch . . . and promptly jumped to his feet. "Sorry, Kurama. I have to go. I'm supposed to meet Keiko in fifteen minutes."
I nodded. "By all means. But, Yusuke . . ."
He stopped and turned around. "Yeah?"
"Do me a favor. Don't tell Kuwabara. He already gives Hiei enough trouble as it is."
He smiled, trying not to laugh. "Got it! The stupid one is to remain ignorant!"
I smiled slightly. Yusuke calling Kuwabara stupid. If that wasn't the pot calling the kettle black. . .
I stood and went to pay the bill.
* * * * *
It was dark now, the light in my room barely illuminating the space. I stood at the window. Hiei was asleep behind me on the bed. I wasn't wearing much, just an overlarge shirt. My clothing from earlier was strewn on the floor near the end of my bed.
Arms slid around my waist from behind. I chuckled.
"What's so funny?" Hiei's voice was husky as he spoke in my ear.
"I talked to Yusuke today."
"And?" He lifted one hand to toy with my hair.
"He called Kuwabara stupid."
Hiei snorted. "Hn. Baka."
I laughed. "Which one?"
I felt his lips move against my ear. He smiled. "Both."
"I-" My breath caught in my throat as his mouth moved, trailing hot hisses down the side of my neck.
His hands slid under the shirt, across my stomach. Gripping my hips, he turned me to face him.
"Lets not worry about them." His voice was soft, suggestive, as he raised a hand and pulled my mouth to his. We didn't sleep much that night, either.