This fanfic contains YAOI content! (lemon in later chapters) It also
alludes to rape, brief mention of drug use, a little bit of naughty
language, and some self-violence. You can't say I didn't warn you!
Well, I have the story completely written out now, so all I have to do is get off my lazy bum and type it all up. ^_^ Most hopefully, the story will be posted in its entirety rather quickly.
Disclaimer: If I owned Yu Yu Hakusho, there would be sexy explicit yaoi scenes between Kurama and Hiei in the episodes and movies. As I don't, there aren't.
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Kurama stumbled in the door, his knuckle in his mouth to stifle the almost continuous yawns that plagued him. Shit was wearing off in time for his nap. He put a hand against the door frame and held himself up against the wave of dizziness that followed him whenever he was coming down. Bed sounded like a heavenly dream.
He went into the kitchen and sat at the table to pay his bills. He closed his eyes as if to ward off the sight of his nearly empty balance. He opened his eyes again as he pushed himself from the chair. He peeled off his clothes, not caring whether or not Hiei was home, and headed for the shower. He paused, the thought making him wonder, and looked to see if the fire demon was home. He wasn't on his side of the bedroom. He shrugged and pushed the bathroom door open. What he saw made him give a cry of dismay.
Hiei lay naked in the bathtub, the water a light red. One arm was on his knee, the other hanging over the floor, both covered in their own dry blood. His katana lay in a pool of bloody water.
"Oh, Hiei!" he moaned, kneeling in the pool of blood, pulling him by the shoulders out of the water, in which he was up to his nose. Fear coursed through his veins as he lowered his head to Hiei's chest, listening for his heart. The demon was just unconscious.
He stood, nearly slipping in the mess on the floor, and ran into the kitchen for the bandages. That stupid demon! Why would he do this? Why?! Over and over he did it. and it was getting worse every time. That stupid demon was going to die one of these days and Kurama couldn't even figure out WHY he was doing this.
He knelt back by the tub and gently washed the smaller demon's body, removing the dried blood from his body and fighting back tears at the state his friend was in. He drained the tub and dried his arms with a towel before carefully bandaging his arms. Oh, that stupid demon. He gently pulled the small soaked form into his lap and dried the rest of his body, not caring that he himself was now wet and bloody, and still naked.
"Why, Kurama.?" Hiei moaned, wriggling slightly. Kurama froze. This was hi fault? What had he done to cause this? He bit his lip and quietly finished drying the smaller demon before lifting him in his arms and carrying him to his own bed, which was bigger and softer than Hiei's. He lay him down carefully and tucked him in. His fingers found themselves running through Hiei's hair softy, pushing it into the spikes he kept up so fastidiously.
"What am I doing to cause you so much pain? If you die. it will be my fault, won't it?" Kurama stroked his hair and stared off into space, tears falling down his cheek unnoticed.
He got up and looked at the clock, sighing. No sleep today. Time for a shower, though. He paused, though, closing his eyes. No time for a shower. He had to clean the pools of blood. He bend, on impulse, to kiss Hiei's forehead before going to clean. He'd have to take more pills. He didn't need sleep if he had them.
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Hiei woke slowly. he was alive. and dry. and warm. where.?
Kurama's bed.
He sat up slowly, blinking groggily and looked at his neatly bandaged arms as the sheet fell away. That fox had intervened again.
What was that smell?
He glanced at the nightstand and blinked. A tray of sushi lay on top of it, and a note to the side.
Hiei,
I know it's somehow my fault. I don't care what it is I'm doing, just tell me how to fix it, please!
I can't stand to see you hurting yourself.
There's plenty of sushi and beer in the kitchen. Invite Yuusuke over. He really does consider you a friend, you know. Maybe he can be a better friend than I.
Please don't just sit alone in the house.
-Kurama
Hiei snorted. Like hell he wanted to see that annoying human!
But when had Kurama found time to do all this?
.surely he'd slept.
But he knew the truth.
He walked over to his side of the room and grabbed his pants, pulling the cell phone off his nightstand while pulling them on.
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"Oi, Hiei!" Yuusuke called, not bothering to knock as he walked into the apartment. Hiei scowled and went to meet him.
"Yuusuke, what do you do when you arrive at a door that is not your own?" he demanded, arms folded.
"Walk right in with gifts of porn!" the other exclaimed cheerfully, offering up an armload of DVDs. Hiei raised an eyebrow and shook his head.
Only because Kurama had sacrificed sleep for this would he tolerate it.
"Let's eat BEFORE this," he said, heading into the kitchen. He would need that beer to get through this.
Yuusuke whistled appreciatively at the spread of sushi and beer before him as he followed Hiei. "Who did all this? You?!"
Hiei hn-ed, popping open a beer as he grabbed a plate. "Kurama did."
"Kurama still exists?" Yuusuke asked, helping himself in a rather greedy manner. "No one's seen him in months!"
"He's been at work."
"I thought he got off at 6?"
"From his job at the nursery, yes."
Yuusuke blinked. "What other job does he have?"
"Right now he's a stockman at some produce outlet. On the weekends he washes dishes for some restaurant," Hiei explained, going into the living room and sitting on the couch.
"Did he quit school?"
"No."
"When does he sleep?"
Hiei walked into Kurama's side of the bedroom, grabbing the DVD player and the pill bottle. He went to set the DVD player up in the living room and tossed the bottle at Yuusuke. "He doesn't. There seem to be six more missing from when he came home earlier."
Yuusuke turned the bottle around in his hand slowly. "Drugs.?" he whispered incredulously. "Since when?"
Hiei took the bottle and went to replace it. He didn't want to have an answer to that question.
They sat in silence for a while, watching Yuusuke's porn.
Hiei suddenly spat his beer across the coffee table, staring at the screen. "WHAT?!"
"Yeah, that's a German shepherd," Yuusuke grimaced, grabbing the controller. But Hiei stopped him.
"Look at her eyes," the smaller said quietly.
Yuusuke gasped. Her eyes were gold like Kurama's. she was a.
"Youko." Hiei finished for him, sitting back and smirking amusedly.
Yuusuke stared at the screen for a moment, contemplative. This made him think of a question he'd wanted an answer to for a long time.
"So, how's Kurama in bed?" he asked, looking at Hiei curiously.
Hiei looked like he was going to spit beer again. "What?! How should I know?!"
Yuusuke looked confused, then nervous. "You mean you haven't..? Oh shit man, I was sure you'd have. by now."
Hiei stared at him. "What are you talking about?"
"It's been SEVEN years and you STILL haven't noticed?" Yuusuke's voice cracked with incredulity.
"WHAT?" Hiei snapped, growing frustrated.
"Gah!" Yuusuke held his head in his hands. "Hiei, you can never call me an idiot again."
Hiei growled, considering whipping out his katana if he didn't get an answer soon.
"Kurama's been giving you google eyes since the first time I saw you guys!"
"Goo-what?" Hiei blinked, confused again.
"Googly eyes, Hiei! He wants you, he likes you, he might even love you!"
Hiei's world tilted, then he shook it off. That idiot. "Demons don't love. And they don't give off. googly eyes."
Yuusuke stood, swaying a bit, clutching his beer as he bent to look Hiei in the eye.
"Demons don't have human mothers. They don't have best friends. They don't attend college full time and work three jobs." he narrowed his eyes, getting nose to nose with his friend as his drunken logic clicked into place. "and they don't do drugs, not sleep, and make such extravagant meals to make life easier for a certain little fire demon."
Hiei looked away, crossing his arms. "Hn. I don't need his sympathy."
Yuusuke rolled up his own sleeve slowly. "You don't need sympathy? You don't need love? You do. You and I aren't so different, Hiei. I know you need it from somebody."
Hiei's eyes narrowed. "Hn."
Yuusuke placed the inside of his arm in front of Hiei's face. The demon's eyes widened at the mass of scars there. "I had to die before I realized how much I was loved. But dying nearly killed the people I hadn't even guessed considered me their friend. I understand, Hiei, but please realize something I never did: If you take this too far you'll be killing the ones you wish would care for you. How does it feel when you think of what Kurama's doing to himself? He's a demon, you're right, but his body is a human's. He's killing himself just as effectively as you are trying to do with your katana. And people don't eat when they're on speed. How thin is he now? Working constantly, never sleeping, never eating, consumed with worry for you?"
Hiei's face was tingling, his eyes threatening to overflow. He trembled. "How did you.?"
Yuusuke smiled, laughing, embarrassed. "Well I saw blood on your sleeve and hoped I was right. It sure would have been weird if I was wrong!"
Hiei's jaw dropped.
"Seriously, though, you can't begin to help Kurama until you've helped yourself. Don't think killing yourself will make it go away, that's the most certain way of killing him you could choose. Don't just continue this while he's wasting away." he poked the demon's chest. "And talk to him!" he admonished.
Hiei sat back, his eyes unfocused, his mind racing. No one could love the Forbidden Child. Kurama was killing himself. He loved him? He was hurting them when he hurt himself.?
.Yuusuke said something SMART?
---Bwuaha! This is my longest chapter yet! ^_^ Review please! Your feedback makes me type faster! "prepare to enter WARP SPEEEEED" (or something)
Well, I have the story completely written out now, so all I have to do is get off my lazy bum and type it all up. ^_^ Most hopefully, the story will be posted in its entirety rather quickly.
Disclaimer: If I owned Yu Yu Hakusho, there would be sexy explicit yaoi scenes between Kurama and Hiei in the episodes and movies. As I don't, there aren't.
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Kurama stumbled in the door, his knuckle in his mouth to stifle the almost continuous yawns that plagued him. Shit was wearing off in time for his nap. He put a hand against the door frame and held himself up against the wave of dizziness that followed him whenever he was coming down. Bed sounded like a heavenly dream.
He went into the kitchen and sat at the table to pay his bills. He closed his eyes as if to ward off the sight of his nearly empty balance. He opened his eyes again as he pushed himself from the chair. He peeled off his clothes, not caring whether or not Hiei was home, and headed for the shower. He paused, the thought making him wonder, and looked to see if the fire demon was home. He wasn't on his side of the bedroom. He shrugged and pushed the bathroom door open. What he saw made him give a cry of dismay.
Hiei lay naked in the bathtub, the water a light red. One arm was on his knee, the other hanging over the floor, both covered in their own dry blood. His katana lay in a pool of bloody water.
"Oh, Hiei!" he moaned, kneeling in the pool of blood, pulling him by the shoulders out of the water, in which he was up to his nose. Fear coursed through his veins as he lowered his head to Hiei's chest, listening for his heart. The demon was just unconscious.
He stood, nearly slipping in the mess on the floor, and ran into the kitchen for the bandages. That stupid demon! Why would he do this? Why?! Over and over he did it. and it was getting worse every time. That stupid demon was going to die one of these days and Kurama couldn't even figure out WHY he was doing this.
He knelt back by the tub and gently washed the smaller demon's body, removing the dried blood from his body and fighting back tears at the state his friend was in. He drained the tub and dried his arms with a towel before carefully bandaging his arms. Oh, that stupid demon. He gently pulled the small soaked form into his lap and dried the rest of his body, not caring that he himself was now wet and bloody, and still naked.
"Why, Kurama.?" Hiei moaned, wriggling slightly. Kurama froze. This was hi fault? What had he done to cause this? He bit his lip and quietly finished drying the smaller demon before lifting him in his arms and carrying him to his own bed, which was bigger and softer than Hiei's. He lay him down carefully and tucked him in. His fingers found themselves running through Hiei's hair softy, pushing it into the spikes he kept up so fastidiously.
"What am I doing to cause you so much pain? If you die. it will be my fault, won't it?" Kurama stroked his hair and stared off into space, tears falling down his cheek unnoticed.
He got up and looked at the clock, sighing. No sleep today. Time for a shower, though. He paused, though, closing his eyes. No time for a shower. He had to clean the pools of blood. He bend, on impulse, to kiss Hiei's forehead before going to clean. He'd have to take more pills. He didn't need sleep if he had them.
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Hiei woke slowly. he was alive. and dry. and warm. where.?
Kurama's bed.
He sat up slowly, blinking groggily and looked at his neatly bandaged arms as the sheet fell away. That fox had intervened again.
What was that smell?
He glanced at the nightstand and blinked. A tray of sushi lay on top of it, and a note to the side.
Hiei,
I know it's somehow my fault. I don't care what it is I'm doing, just tell me how to fix it, please!
I can't stand to see you hurting yourself.
There's plenty of sushi and beer in the kitchen. Invite Yuusuke over. He really does consider you a friend, you know. Maybe he can be a better friend than I.
Please don't just sit alone in the house.
-Kurama
Hiei snorted. Like hell he wanted to see that annoying human!
But when had Kurama found time to do all this?
.surely he'd slept.
But he knew the truth.
He walked over to his side of the room and grabbed his pants, pulling the cell phone off his nightstand while pulling them on.
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"Oi, Hiei!" Yuusuke called, not bothering to knock as he walked into the apartment. Hiei scowled and went to meet him.
"Yuusuke, what do you do when you arrive at a door that is not your own?" he demanded, arms folded.
"Walk right in with gifts of porn!" the other exclaimed cheerfully, offering up an armload of DVDs. Hiei raised an eyebrow and shook his head.
Only because Kurama had sacrificed sleep for this would he tolerate it.
"Let's eat BEFORE this," he said, heading into the kitchen. He would need that beer to get through this.
Yuusuke whistled appreciatively at the spread of sushi and beer before him as he followed Hiei. "Who did all this? You?!"
Hiei hn-ed, popping open a beer as he grabbed a plate. "Kurama did."
"Kurama still exists?" Yuusuke asked, helping himself in a rather greedy manner. "No one's seen him in months!"
"He's been at work."
"I thought he got off at 6?"
"From his job at the nursery, yes."
Yuusuke blinked. "What other job does he have?"
"Right now he's a stockman at some produce outlet. On the weekends he washes dishes for some restaurant," Hiei explained, going into the living room and sitting on the couch.
"Did he quit school?"
"No."
"When does he sleep?"
Hiei walked into Kurama's side of the bedroom, grabbing the DVD player and the pill bottle. He went to set the DVD player up in the living room and tossed the bottle at Yuusuke. "He doesn't. There seem to be six more missing from when he came home earlier."
Yuusuke turned the bottle around in his hand slowly. "Drugs.?" he whispered incredulously. "Since when?"
Hiei took the bottle and went to replace it. He didn't want to have an answer to that question.
They sat in silence for a while, watching Yuusuke's porn.
Hiei suddenly spat his beer across the coffee table, staring at the screen. "WHAT?!"
"Yeah, that's a German shepherd," Yuusuke grimaced, grabbing the controller. But Hiei stopped him.
"Look at her eyes," the smaller said quietly.
Yuusuke gasped. Her eyes were gold like Kurama's. she was a.
"Youko." Hiei finished for him, sitting back and smirking amusedly.
Yuusuke stared at the screen for a moment, contemplative. This made him think of a question he'd wanted an answer to for a long time.
"So, how's Kurama in bed?" he asked, looking at Hiei curiously.
Hiei looked like he was going to spit beer again. "What?! How should I know?!"
Yuusuke looked confused, then nervous. "You mean you haven't..? Oh shit man, I was sure you'd have. by now."
Hiei stared at him. "What are you talking about?"
"It's been SEVEN years and you STILL haven't noticed?" Yuusuke's voice cracked with incredulity.
"WHAT?" Hiei snapped, growing frustrated.
"Gah!" Yuusuke held his head in his hands. "Hiei, you can never call me an idiot again."
Hiei growled, considering whipping out his katana if he didn't get an answer soon.
"Kurama's been giving you google eyes since the first time I saw you guys!"
"Goo-what?" Hiei blinked, confused again.
"Googly eyes, Hiei! He wants you, he likes you, he might even love you!"
Hiei's world tilted, then he shook it off. That idiot. "Demons don't love. And they don't give off. googly eyes."
Yuusuke stood, swaying a bit, clutching his beer as he bent to look Hiei in the eye.
"Demons don't have human mothers. They don't have best friends. They don't attend college full time and work three jobs." he narrowed his eyes, getting nose to nose with his friend as his drunken logic clicked into place. "and they don't do drugs, not sleep, and make such extravagant meals to make life easier for a certain little fire demon."
Hiei looked away, crossing his arms. "Hn. I don't need his sympathy."
Yuusuke rolled up his own sleeve slowly. "You don't need sympathy? You don't need love? You do. You and I aren't so different, Hiei. I know you need it from somebody."
Hiei's eyes narrowed. "Hn."
Yuusuke placed the inside of his arm in front of Hiei's face. The demon's eyes widened at the mass of scars there. "I had to die before I realized how much I was loved. But dying nearly killed the people I hadn't even guessed considered me their friend. I understand, Hiei, but please realize something I never did: If you take this too far you'll be killing the ones you wish would care for you. How does it feel when you think of what Kurama's doing to himself? He's a demon, you're right, but his body is a human's. He's killing himself just as effectively as you are trying to do with your katana. And people don't eat when they're on speed. How thin is he now? Working constantly, never sleeping, never eating, consumed with worry for you?"
Hiei's face was tingling, his eyes threatening to overflow. He trembled. "How did you.?"
Yuusuke smiled, laughing, embarrassed. "Well I saw blood on your sleeve and hoped I was right. It sure would have been weird if I was wrong!"
Hiei's jaw dropped.
"Seriously, though, you can't begin to help Kurama until you've helped yourself. Don't think killing yourself will make it go away, that's the most certain way of killing him you could choose. Don't just continue this while he's wasting away." he poked the demon's chest. "And talk to him!" he admonished.
Hiei sat back, his eyes unfocused, his mind racing. No one could love the Forbidden Child. Kurama was killing himself. He loved him? He was hurting them when he hurt himself.?
.Yuusuke said something SMART?
---Bwuaha! This is my longest chapter yet! ^_^ Review please! Your feedback makes me type faster! "prepare to enter WARP SPEEEEED" (or something)