disclaimer: If I owned it, Kurama would be MINE and Kuwabara would be DEAD so you know I don't own the thing. Duh....

A special guest will be helping with the ending "credits" today, to ya'll be nice to her cuz she's a friend. Well, you aren't here to read this, so here you go... Oh, Kurama's point of view, and edited the first chapter, too!!!

Guiding Light: Chapter Two

Spying Leads to Complications

Lying there, reading Call of the Wild , I felt him approach my window that bore the maple's limbs to it, like a natural red carpet for him to enter. Still, I pretended to have not; he wouldn't come in if I did. Fighting every urge to "look at the clock for the time," was hard considering the yearning desire to see him and look into those blood red orbs that attempted to conceal all those caged emotions that had evolved over the years, but failed miserably.

Thinking, now, it wasn't that I had loved him since the moment we met for I had not. He had been nothing more than a pawn to save my mother, one who happened to be selfish, rude, obnoxious and most of all annoying with those simple worded replies that I had come to find told much more than first thought. I had to actually see what was kept from all and, even now, I yearned to see and feel what I was once allowed to gaze upon. That desire to show him my undying compassion towards him was almost unbearable. To myself, I must admit that, now that I have seen Hiei's true self, I love him. Yes, I love Hiei. If he knew, I'd be dead, so day in and day out I suffer through my desire's for him.

A tap on the window, jarred my thoughts from those paths that I had so many times before traversed down. Had he read my thoughts? No, I knew better; I was allowed privacy. Turning, I saw the now "seen" little fire youkai, standing there soaked to the bone by those insistant droplets with his arms crossed over his chest and a scowl painted on his face by his discomfort.

I rose to my feet and crossed the room to stand before the closed window. My hands shook in anticipation of this pretty youkai spending the rest of this most dreary night here in my room. The lock undone and window raised, I side-stepped to allow the drenched boy to enter.

Dashing out of the room to the linen closet, I snatched a pink fluffy towel to warm up my little companion in its soft folds an hurried back. He was exactly as I had left him, same position, same scowl. A giggle almost slipped past my soft pink lips as I began the deliberately slow process of drying his body. Reaching my ears, was an almost inaudible grunt of warning that spoke volumes: 'stop or I'll kill you, no threat.' Almost grudgingly, I ceased my heaven sent task and began to scour my dresser for suitable clothing for my handsome guest.

I returned, hand outstretched, with a pair of black satin boxers for my demon friend to sleep in. He snatched the articles in a ruff manner from my finger's soft grip, raising one of his dark, yet delicate, eyebrows to give me the hint and I returned to my reading as he changed from his soggy, water-logged, black clad outfit to my afore mentioned atire.

As I sat there, pretending to read words that just wouldn't form, my mind screamed of his unclothed presence behind me. It demanded site of this most holy figure. Taking a chance, I glanced to the side to behold the most glorious build that I had ever born witness to, and my breathe caught in my throat.

Firm muscles and slightly damp glistening body stole my eyes so I could no longer even focus on evading detection of my spying. Hiei's lean form was...for lack of a better word produced by my muddled mind...PERFECT.

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Why was he staring at me? It's not like we haven't changed in front of each other before? Could he possibly....NO!!!

"What are you staring at, fox?" My voice was not gentle and comforting in the least to him, I could tell. Mentally, I congratulated myself on the convincing capability I had toward my kitsune. Wait! MY KITSUNE!?! I shook my head, shunning myself for my stupidity. Quickly covering my unusual behavior, I laid myself on his soft futon to wait for him to blab of his pathetic human life once his "homework" was finished.

I took in his room, as usual. From glancing at the paper covered desk near the window to the dresser where my soggy clothes lay to dry in the warmth of the cozy room. His decor was so...clean. Every time I came, no matter when, it was neat and every little detail was arranged to be perfectly organized. The scent of roses hung in the air, unable to be directly sought after but part of the blend of smells that made this house Kurama's home. Taking a deep breath of the luscious scents, I began to relax into sleep.

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"Finally, through with all that geometry. So, Hiei, how was training?" I waited for the answer, which normally came after a moments pause but was rewarded with not even the slightest "hn." Turning in the uncomfortable wooden chair, I beheld a site that would be held to my soul for the rest of my days.

There, in my red bedded futon, huddled in a ball, was Hiei. Being sound asleep, all defenses had been allowed the night off. Soft and even gentle, in a childlike sense, he lay deep in slumber, chest rising and falling in the tranquility of the moment. I let out the breathe I hadn't realized I had been holding and chuckled to myself.

Silently, like a panther stalking its prey, I made my way to the slumbering youkai and whispered softly, "Goodnight Hiei." With that said, I bent down, unable to resist the urge that constantly nagged at the back of my mind reminding me of how he nags Kuwabara's fighting techniques. Bending close my lips touched his in a moment of complete content. Electricity ran rampant up and down my spine as I held onto the moment, trying to freeze the imprint into my mind and own it for always. Then, I pulled back satisfied with that brief contact with his flesh.

I crawled into bed, snuggled close to him until I drifted into sweet blissful dreams where my youko imagination formed deeds that made even him blush.

NL: Well, this as good as the first? Worse? Tell me what you think cuz I might just have a third chapter on the way(already made and all) but I'll only post it if you like this one.

Denee: GET AWAY FROM MY HIEI!!!!!!!

NL: Denee no!!! Uh....she met um...Kurama's little tree. I think she's okay. Denee?

Denee: ".................Ooooo, squirrelly!!!

Please review and I'll write a bit more and then, once this one's complete, I'll start on another. But you got to review to give me a confidence boost cuz I have no confidence!!!