DISCLAIMER- no I don't own Eurythmics, Sweet dreams, or Yyh
SUMMARY- A short song desires a short song fic. Mukuro/Hiei and Hiei/?
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am i to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas--
Everybody's looking for something.
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused.
Hiei stood in front of his massive castle which loomed on a small but impressive mountain. He surveys the land, his land. A battle had taken place on his piece of land, the blood was still slowly dripping from his unsheathed katana. Hundreds of dying and thousands of dead youki lay sprawed over his territory, most of them were slain by his cold steel or his bare hands.
Hiei had been hier to Mukuro for over a 200 hundred years. Durings that time she had knowingly seduced him and he had willing became her bed mate. During one of the moments of carnal release and satisfaction he asked if one day he could rule his own peice of land, to enraptured in the heated moment she said yes. He scouted out the area for a perfect location for his larger then life stone lair. At frist, she did try and revoke her oringal answer saying that he asked her at a unapproated time, but after a couple weeks of sleeping in a cold bed she reluctatly caved in. He thanked her properly and then not so properly. He promised her that he would return when ever she needed him. He kissed her check softly then they parted ways. His reign began.
Hiei's kio quitely glides over to him, "Is she still trying to get a message to you?" the soft spoken voice asked as a letter with Muruko seal fell from the last dying youki hand who was slain ten steps from the main entrance. "She must need you for something might important to send that many soliders.", the beauiful one says pointing out to the carange that laid before them.
"No, matter I have what I want." Hiei says with a glint in his eye as he grabs and pulls his kio in to his castle and closes the heavy doors.
SUMMARY- A short song desires a short song fic. Mukuro/Hiei and Hiei/?
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am i to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas--
Everybody's looking for something.
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused.
Hiei stood in front of his massive castle which loomed on a small but impressive mountain. He surveys the land, his land. A battle had taken place on his piece of land, the blood was still slowly dripping from his unsheathed katana. Hundreds of dying and thousands of dead youki lay sprawed over his territory, most of them were slain by his cold steel or his bare hands.
Hiei had been hier to Mukuro for over a 200 hundred years. Durings that time she had knowingly seduced him and he had willing became her bed mate. During one of the moments of carnal release and satisfaction he asked if one day he could rule his own peice of land, to enraptured in the heated moment she said yes. He scouted out the area for a perfect location for his larger then life stone lair. At frist, she did try and revoke her oringal answer saying that he asked her at a unapproated time, but after a couple weeks of sleeping in a cold bed she reluctatly caved in. He thanked her properly and then not so properly. He promised her that he would return when ever she needed him. He kissed her check softly then they parted ways. His reign began.
Hiei's kio quitely glides over to him, "Is she still trying to get a message to you?" the soft spoken voice asked as a letter with Muruko seal fell from the last dying youki hand who was slain ten steps from the main entrance. "She must need you for something might important to send that many soliders.", the beauiful one says pointing out to the carange that laid before them.
"No, matter I have what I want." Hiei says with a glint in his eye as he grabs and pulls his kio in to his castle and closes the heavy doors.