Author's Note: First off I would like to apologize for all the time it took me to put this chapter up (if ya wanna know why it took me so God awfully long, check my bio) I thank all of you who reviewed the first chapter and were patient enough to wait for the second. So many reviews *does happy dance* I was so inspired I've got the story all written in my head. . .can't say the same for it on paper, but I hope, now that I have a new computer, to be typing and updating more often!

Disclaimer: Lets pretend I did own Yu Yu Hakusho, First off if ya were to buy the episodes ya would have to be 21, because they would in fact be rated X, due mostly to Hiei fighting in the nude and Hiei and Kurama's . . .relationship would be well proven, every aspect of it. . .*over active imagination kick into overdrive*. . . . . . . . . . . . . .*ahem*sorry. . .anywho, that being said I think its safe to assume, I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters.

Warning: If ya happened to read the first chapter before the second, I don't really think this is necessary, but I'll say it again, this story contains Yaoi , Shonen-ai, or in other words a male/male relationship. Don't like, leave. Do like, enjoy!

~Hiei's POV~

He'd been in there for no small amount of time. If I had cared to learn the nigen's time keeping methods to perfection I'd guess the total time wasted by that baka kitsune would amount to well over ½ an hour.

A half hour of my life I didn't appreciate spending staring at the pristine white of his bedroom walls as he primped, primmed, or did whatever else he deemed worthy to do in the confines of his bathroom.

I shifted from my customary position at the window sill, struggling to find a position in which my bottom wouldn't be given the opportunity to become numb. . . after a few minutes I realized this was futile and hopped from my previous perch, to land silently onto the dark green carpet, my boots and katana remaining on the sill.

The fox hated dirt, and, for as much as I argued otherwise, was convinced my boots were covered in it. Therefor they had to be removed. After a short argument, which was initiated, at least on my part, to see the fox's reaction, I acquiesced to this demand , if for no other reason than, it didn't really bother me to be less my shoes. Besides it would save the kitsune from any other unneeded stress.

As for my Katana. . .

He insisted upon its removal from its place at my side, something I disagreed to vehemently. He, however, being the youko that innocent human facade hides, quickly tricked me into agreeing. . .with a less than . . .fair comment about the depth of my fighting skills. When I objected to the trickery, he threatened to lock his window till I came to my senses. It had been raining that night, so once again the fox had twisted me into doing exactly what he wanted. . .

Hn. It wasn't raining or snowing now, but he had won that argument and I decided to let it lie, I'd be more cautious next time. . .after all I have no reason to need its protection here.

I settled onto the cushioning plush, leaning my back on the wall below the window. My eyes searched for anything to distract them from the oppressing whiteness, but lost focus as they shut.

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I awoke upon hearing a soft click as a door else where in the house was opened, fairly close, could be Kurama I mused absently, as I shook off the last reminisce of sleep. I looked up to his door expectantly.

When the door didn't open immediately, as much as I hate to admit it, I became impatient. I wanted to see his face. . .I wanted to be near him. . .be with him. . .spend time with him. And this want, this need, made me weak.

Hn. And a weakness it was. I hated the effects my. . ."fondness" of the fox had bestowed upon me. In the Makai I'd be dead ten times over for the faith I put in, and was returned by, the youko. I trusted him more than anyone. . .ever, and, although it pained me to no end to admit it, I was afraid of what, if left alone to continue, our friendship would ultimately entail. It had made me feel things I had never expected in my wildest dreams to experience as the "forbidden child". It showed me acceptance, that some one could care, and even I could have a place and people to come back to. . .it introduced me to the world beyond my solitude.

Though, deny it to the end I will, for all the things given to me, something was taken away. . . my stone cold stoicism. In return for friendships gifts, I began to care. Not in the way one cares about family, I had always watched over and protected Yukina, when I could. No, this was different, I had no bond to the nigens, the fox. . . no blood, no ties, no common goals. All that bound me to them was friendship.

It was the bane and highlight of my existence.

I had determined, even though it aggravated me to no end, that I'd protect that fox and help him to the point of my death replacing his own. . .and pretty damn close for the other two morons.

It was destroying the walls that had defined me, and kept me predictable to myself. . . I did things I wouldn't have done before. My fear of it was rooted in this sacrifice. It had claimed my indifference, what else would it take?

Whatever it would ask, I fear I would give it, weather the outcome be worth it or not. I'm becoming soft. . .I'm becoming tamed.

I heard footsteps fall quietly outside the door, and my thoughts were jerked back to the present. I remained seated as the door knob turned and revealed the very soul who'd caused my prior, rather disturbing, thought tangent.

"Hello Hiei." The redhead said smiling at me. In response I felt a small grin of my own invade my features. I let it come, and even allowed him to witness it, I was, in truth, happy to see him. . .I gave into my weakness, I wanted him to know I missed him.

"You were gone a long time Hiei, has Murkro been keeping you busy?" The fox asked off handedly. I recognized the question immediately as another of Kurama's attempts to make me engage in "small talk". And I obliged him, if for no other reason than to hear his much missed voice.

"Hn. Yes, she had me on border duty."

The fox looked rather surprised that I decided to include myself in this conversation, but masked it quickly with another question.

"Did she give you a vacation then?"

"No, actually Koenma sent for me. . .we have another mission."

Kurama regarded me for a moment, as though trying to decide how to respond to my answer. He turned from me, so I couldn't see his face.

"Is that why you came to see me then?" His words had a bitter edge to them.

I knew from his position Kurama couldn't see the confusion written plainly on my face, but I suppose he interpreted my silence as such.

"I mean Hiei, is that the only reason you stopped by?" His voice had returned to its normal tranquillity, but what he said left me feeling a little. . .guilty? I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn't formulate any coherent sentences. The fox didn't do anything to help me either. He simply started to file though his closet in search for something to replace his attire, which, at this point, consisted of a single towel draped around his waist.

I stayed silent, standing slowly and redirected my gaze to the blue sky outside the window. I looked away, I didn't know at what, just . . .away. how could one kitsune do that to me. Me, Hiei, who could fight a thousand enemies without flinching, was conflicted over one fox demon. One incredibly kind, beautiful fox demon. Ha, what I wanted to do was run across the room and hug him and tell him exactly what I felt. Why I insisted Koenma let me bring Kurama to the Renkai for briefing. And. . .

And what? Hope he felt the same, that he also considered me his best friend. . .what if it wasn't that way? I've seen him with the hundreds of nigens, being as polite and kind to them as he ever was to me. . .I knew more than any of them did about him, but the same could be said about him of me . . .what did I have that any one of them didn't? If anything they had more, they weren't shunned as forbidden children. . .

"So what is this mission, Hiei?" Kurama's smooth tenor asked from behind me.

"Hn, he didn't give me any details." I said more harshly than I had actually intended, "but he did say it was urgent, so could you possibly hurry up?" I cringed inwardly at myself, but while I was scolding the fox I didn't feel guilt, or the stupid need of him, or the fear.

I heard the fox let out a deep breath, "Then we should be leaving right away." He stated, completely void of any hint to me. I turned to discover he was already dressed. I regarded him a moment before replying with a "Hn" and exiting out the window .

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Author's Note: Just a minor side thought I had as I read this over, at this point the "want, need, ect." Hiei is talking about is not an attraction, not yet, or at least at this point its not recognized as such, and in Hiei's case he doesn't even know what kind of relationship this "feeling" could turn into, so its nothing sexual (In this fic I wanted Hiei to be naive, so the end comes out better), its more like the bond of friendship. . .if ya have a best friend ya have to know what I mean, to want to just hang with them. . . yeah, sumfin like that. . .

Oh, and before I forget, I know this chapter is kind of just fluffy random musings, but believe me, when the story actually gets some semblance of a plot development (should be next chapter, or maybe the fourth) it'll tie in. . .

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