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A week had passed since the argument Hiei and Kurama had. Kurama had been more depressed lately. Every night, Yomi had still insisted on groping Kurama, but Kurama still wouldn't give in to Yomi's advances. Yomi had begun to get frustrated, but he had something that he knew he would get a reward for. He had the fox cradled in his arms and they were in bed. Of course, Kurama still had his clothes on, to Yomi's dissatisfaction.
"It's been a week, fox."
"Yes, it has." Kurama said monotonously.
"Have you warmed up to me?" Yomi asked with hope. Kurama stayed quiet.
"Oh, but I have something to cheer you up." Kurama didn't even turn to look at him. 'What's wrong with the fox? He wasn't like this the first day he was here. He had much more fire.' Yomi thought. He then turned over to the drawer and pulled out a tape.
"Guess what I have in my hands?" Yomi asked. Still no response from Kurama.
"It's a tape." Yomi continued. Kurama still wasn't intrigued.
"Do you remember what I promised you every week?" That got his attention. Kurama slowly turned to face Yomi. Indeed, there was a tape in Yomi's hand. Kurama reached for it, but Yomi pulled it away from Kurama's grasp.
"Don't I get a reward for bringing this to you?"
"Thank you." Kurama said. Yomi still wouldn't give him the tape.
"Just a simple thank you? I had one of my best demons make this tape for you. His efforts could have been better used. Don't you think you should show a little more appreciation for his work?"
"What do you want? I've already let you grope me whenever you wanted."
"Yes, but you don't even fight me anymore. It's not fun anymore."
"Well, it's not my fault. If you're boring of me, you can just let me go." Kurama said nonchalantly.
"I'm not letting you go that easily, fox." Yomi then grinned. "You better think of someway of showing your appreciation soon, fox, or I'll burn this tape and then you'll have to wait another week for another one." Kurama's eyes narrowed. 'What can I do to satisfy him without confiscating my principles?' Kurama wondered. After a minute, Yomi got up.
"Where are you going with that?" Kurama asked.
"Well, you don't appreciate the work that my men have put into this, so I'll return it to them."
"Wait."
"Yes?" Yomi said, with a huge grin on his face. Kurama then walked close to Yomi, very close. Kurama moved his face closer to Yomi, then crushed his lips on his. Yomi's eyes widened in surprise, then shut and savored the taste of Kurama's mouth. Kurama aggressively pushed Yomi against the wall and deepened the kiss. Yomi moaned and his hands started trailing up Kurama's sides, under his shirt. He was so engrossed in the kiss that he didn't notice Kurama's hands moving towards his. After Kurama felt the tape firmly in his grasp, he roughly pulled away, with the tape safely in his hand.
After Yomi finally realized what Kurama had done, the fox was already gone. Yomi smirked. Yes, he enjoyed that. He wondered what else the fox would do for a tape of his mother. He would enjoy every week when his demons finished making the tape. Yomi licked his lips. 'Mmm. The fox tastes good.' He thought. His goal of conquering the fox just got more stimulating.
Kurama had rushed out of Yomi's room. He wiped his lips on his sleeve. He hated for having to kiss that demon for the tape. He would have to come up with better schemes to get the tape without giving into any of Yomi's demands. Kurama ran to an empty conference room, where he had saw a tape player earlier. He inserted the tape and pressed play.
On the big screen, he had finally seen an image of his mother. It had only been a week, but it had seemed so long. He watched her do simple activities around the house. Even the little things she did brought a smile to his face. He was glad she was live and well. Kurama watched her complete her tasks around the house, and then she went out. Kurama was a little angry when his mother had met with some man named Hatanaka for dinner. He felt like this man was intruding on their lives. But, in order for Hatanaka to intrude in his life, he had to be there with his mother. His heart started to wrench in pain. Had his mother already forgotten about him?
X X X X
Hiei was wandering the halls again aimlessly. Ever since his fight with Kurama, he couldn't stop thinking about him. 'Hn. It's his own fault anyway. He's just a lowly whore.' Hiei tried to convince himself, but knew he didn't believe it. 'What did Yomi have of Kurama's that he really values?' Hiei thought. Kurama didn't seem the materialistic type. As he passed a room, he heard a human woman's voice. Curious, he peeked in the room. On a huge screen was a woman talking with some man. 'What's this? I didn't know the Makai made movies about humans.' Then his eyes lowered and he caught sight of a vibrant redhead. He seemed to be in tears. Hiei wanted to run over and comfort him, but his pride prevented him to do so. 'Hn. Stupid human. Is he crying over some romance movie? Human's are so weak.'
Although Hiei tried to walk away, something compelled him to stay to watch the rest of the "movie." The woman and man finished having dinner, and the woman walked into her house. She seemed a little sad. She continued some boring chores. 'What a boring movie.' Hiei thought. Then she walked into a room. It was very tidy and neat. Just as the woman walked in, she started to cry too. 'What the hell is this? Do humans cry for no reason at all? They watch a movie. They cry. They walk into a room. They cry. They cry so fuckin' much!' Hiei thought. Then, he saw why the woman was crying. She was holding a picture of Kurama in her arms. He heard her say "Suiichi," then she cried some more.
"Mother." Kurama sniffled. "You haven't forgotten me." Kurama said sadly. Hiei then left the room. He had to get his thoughts together.
Hiei fled until he was well outside the city and rested on a tree. He needed some open air, away from Kurama. The woman on the screen was Kurama's "mother." But that couldn't be, Kurama was a demon. 'A half demon,' he reminded himself. The human also called Kurama, "Suiichi." Who the hell was that? Did the fox have a secret life? There were so many questions that arose from that "movie." He could always get the answer from Kurama, but he didn't want to see him again. Kurama was just another one of Yomi's bitches according to Hiei. Yet, he still couldn't get the picture of Kurama crying out of his head. His heart felt a sharp pain again. 'Dammit, I'll never get rid of these feelings until I confront him.' He didn't want to do that, so Hiei disappeared for the rest of the night, trying to get rid of his feelings by fighting some random demons.
The next morning, Kurama was still half asleep in a robe. Yomi had gotten a little over exciting again and ripped his clothes. To Kurama's surprise, Yomi still hadn't forced him. Yomi let him sleep in a robe for the rest of the night. Kurama was about to drift back to sleep, when he felt a youki outside. Discreetly summoning his whip, he then lauched it out of the open window and snatched the intruder. He pulled back on his whip, bringing the intruder hurling inside of the room. Kurama was surprised.
"Hiei!" Hiei looked at him, a little angry at the whip wrapped around him. Kurama ordered it back into a seed and stuffed it back into his hair.
"What were you doing outside?"
"I was watching you." Kurama was a little embarrassed, and a little angry.
"You watched me and Yomi last night?!? What made you think you had any right to watch us?!" Kurama shouted. Kurama thought he could die of shame.
"You didn't sleep with him." Hiei said calmly.
"Of course I didn't! I told you, I never did!" Hiei remained quiet.
"Well?" Kurama asked angrily.
"What?"
"Why were you watching us?"
"I wanted to see if you were lying."
"What do you care what I do and who I do it with?" Kurama asked bitterly.
"I was..... concerned." Hiei said. Kurama's anger quickly dissipated.
"You were my friend. I thought you were one of Yomi's whores trying to get information out of me."
"You can stop using the word whore, Hiei. I've never done anything." Well, that wasn't exactly true, but Hiei didn't have to know that. They stayed quiet for a while. Kurama sat back down on the bed and patted the spot next to him. Hiei didn't want to be near the bed Yomi slept on. Hiei moved closer to Kurama, but didn't sit next to him.
"What exactly is Yomi keeping of yours?" Hiei hesitantly asked. Kurama paused.
"It's not a material thing, more like someone I care deeply about."
"Is it a woman?"
"Y-yes, how did you know?"
"A lover?" Hiei asked jealously. Kurama smiled.
"No, my mother."
"Demons don't usually care about their parents."
"My HUMAN mother, Hiei."
"So your father was a demon?"
"No, this body is completely human, but I can use youki. You can say....... I'm sort of sharing the body with a demon."
"Possessed?"
"Sort of. More like a symbiotic relationship though."
"Why does the human mean so much to you?" Kurama lowered his head.
"You wouldn't understand, Hiei." Kurama was sure Hiei wouldn't comprehend the feelings he had for his mother. Hiei didn't understand love. Well, he could try to explain it.
"She taught me about love, and how to love others." Kurama said. Hiei never really got the full meaning of "love." From what he had heard, it made people weak. And Kurama had proved that true. He was suffering this hell because he loved his mother. He never wanted to go through that for some one else. From what he learned from the Makai, you can only trust yourself.
"You don't mind doing all this for her?"
"No, Hiei. It hurts much more if she's gone."
"Hn. Why, it's not like you're the one who's dying."
"It's a different pain. An emotional pain that would tear my heart apart." Hiei grew worried. His heart felt pain whenever Kurama was sad or depressed. No, he couldn't possibly love Kurama, could he? 'NO!' His mind told himself.
"So even when Yomi rapes you, or beats you, you would still stay here, all for her?"
"Yes, Hiei. In order to love, you must sacrifice something." Hiei didn't understand any of this. You would sacrifice yourself, your well being, everything, for nothing in return? Now, he was determined not to let Kurama in his heart. But that was getting increasingly hard.
Kurama had lied down on the bed, still exhausted from fighting off Yomi the entire night. The robe had parted when he stretched, revealing a long creamy leg to Hiei. He gulped. He felt his pants become tighter. Without warning, Hiei disappeared from the room. 'Dammit, what is that fox doing to me? My body heats up when he's acting all sexy, and my heart clenches every time he's sad. Does he have some spell over me?' Hiei stopped fleeing when he managed to get away from the city again. Perched on a tree, he had to figure out a way to deal with Kurama. He was getting dangerously close to his heart. 'No, it's not love, it's just lust.' Hiei tried to convince himself again. He was so frustrated and had no idea what to do about his feelings for the fox. For the second night in a row, he went to fight some random demons again.
X X X X
Kurama grew worried. It had been several days and he still hadn't seen Hiei. They made up, didn't they? Kurama knew that Hiei was strong enough to take care of himself, but he still grew worried. He was walking around the artificial garden again when he saw a small figure entering a room through the window. The figure looked a little like Hiei; he had missed the little fire demon. He ran down the stairs to see exactly who it was. Kurama reached the room and knocked. When he heard no response, he opened the door.
The room was very dark. He spotted a figure lying on the bed in the center of the room. Kurama stealthily approached the demon. He could make out that it was a small demon, but couldn't figure out if it was Hiei or not. He turned on the lamp and was met with a horrible sight. It was Hiei. He had scars and blood stained his entire body. His clothes were almost all torn to bits, and there was swelling on several parts of his body.
"Hiei! Hiei!" The fire demon wasn't even conscious. Even if a low level demon attacked now, Hiei could easily be finished off. Protective instincts kicked in and Kurama stripped off the remaining bits of clothing and started to clean his wounds. He must have spent an hour or so addressing his wounds. There was a little garden of healing plants in Hiei's room by the time Kurama was done wrapping bandages around him. Kurama had wanted to stay longer, but it was almost time when Yomi retired from work and came looking for him. If Kurama wasn't in his bed, Yomi would telepathically tell the assassin to kill his mother. Since Kurama couldn't be there to guard Hiei, he left several blood sucking plants there to catch any demon stupid enough to encroach into the room.
The next morning, Kurama had all his youki and energy. Yomi was overworked and didn't have the energy to bother Kurama anymore. Kurama laid in his arms to make him think he was warming up to him. He couldn't wait to see how Hiei was doing. After Yomi had left, Kurama couldn't have run fast enough to Hiei's room. When he arrived there, the plants backed off and let their master into the room. He was relieved to see that Hiei was still asleep. Now that it was morning, he pulled back the drapes.
Kurama saw how bad Hiei's condition was now that there was sunlight in the room. He also saw the desolate condition of Hiei's room. It wasn't grand like Yomi's; it was more like a cell room. There was barely any furniture, just the bed and a drawer. There were no lavish luxuries, and even the drapes were plain and worn. Kurama wanted to take Hiei away with him away from this room. He didn't belong in that room. He was an S class demon, not a lowly servant. He just started to comprehend how much Yomi despised Hiei. But then again, if Hiei had really wanted a better room, he would have gotten one. Did Hiei think he didn't deserved a better room than this? Kurama's heart ached again. He didn't want Hiei living like some prisoner. He sat down on the bed. Even the bed was hard. Kurama lifted Hiei's hand to his heart. A single tear slid down his cheek.
The entire morning and afternoon passed, and Hiei still showed no signs of waking up. His body did show a remarkable skill of healing though. His wounds were no longer in a critical condition and his breathing evened. Kurama had fallen asleep next to his bed.
Hiei slowly opened his eyes. His eyes focused. He was in his room. 'How'd I get back here?' He barely remembered getting back to his room. He just remembered fighting a bunch of high class A demons. He looked down at his chest. He didn't remember bandaging himself. Hiei just remembered collapsing onto his bed. He felt something warm holding his left hand. Straining his head to the left, he saw the beautiful redhead holding onto his hand. His mind put two and two together. Kurama bandages = Kurama caring for him. This was new to him. No one had ever cared for him before. Not even Mukuro, when he almost fought to his death, Mukuro just let him heal on his own.
Hiei had tried to get rid of his feelings by fighting several demons randomly, hoping that somehow the battles will rid his mind of the fox. After doing this consecutively for several days, it had finally taken its toll on his body, and the last group of demons he fought almost killed him.
Hiei tried to pry his hand away from Kurama, he had purposely been trying to avoid him. He only succeeded in waking him up. Hiei cursed. Kurama's eyes lit up when he saw that Hiei was awake.
"Hiei! You're awake!" Kurama happily exclaimed. There was a smile upon his face.
"What are you doing here?" Hiei tried to sound gruff, but failed to do so.
"Hiei, you were injured, I just healed your wounds."
"Stupid fox, demons don't need care, we heal just fine without help."
"I was worried." Kurama said softly. There was genuine concern in his eyes. Kurama took Hiei's hand again.
"I thought you were seriously injured." He said in his soft voice. Hiei couldn't stand it when the fox was sad. Hiei snatched his hand away.
"My hand is fine. You don't need to keep holding it."
"Hiei, why are you being so mean to me? I thought we made up."
"Really, when? I still think you're a whore." Hiei said without looking at Kurama, but he wasn't fooled.
"Hiei. What's wrong with you?" Hiei didn't respond.
"How did you get those wounds?"
"Are you stupid? I fought, that's how." Not accepting Hiei's dodgy answers, Kurama pulled Hiei's head to look him in the eyes.
"Hiei, I don't know what happened to you or what you did, but you're acting weird. Tell me, what's wrong?"
"You're the problem, fox! Why can't you leave me alone? Why must you always bother me? Why can't I stop thinking about you? Why do I always feel funny around you?!" Hiei immediately regretted his outburst. Kurama also seemed a little surprised at the outburst. Hiei quickly diverted his eyes away from the redhead. After a moment, Hiei felt Kurama move closer to him until he was almost on top of him.
"W-w-what are you doing?" Hiei stammered.
"You feel something for me?" Kurama asked softly, their lips just centimeters away. Hiei kept quiet. He didn't want to answer his questions.
"No, I didn't mean anything I said." Hiei quickly said, eyes still avoiding Kurama's.
"Oh? So you feel nothing at all?" Kurama moved his lips even closer.
"G-get off me, human." Hiei tried to sound demanding, but failed.
"If you don't feel anything for me, then I shouldn't be affecting you at all." Kurama's lower lip barely brushed against Hiei's. He shuddered. Kurama experimentally traced the little space between Hiei's lips with his tongue. Hiei didn't part his lips, but didn't shut his mouth either. Since Hiei didn't protest, he took it as consent. He brought his lips fully into contact with Hiei's and stuck his tongue into his mouth. At first, Hiei was shocked. He didn't respond. After a few seconds of Kurama's tongue thoroughly exploring the cavern of his mouth, Hiei's tongue finally fought back. They had a little battle in Hiei's mouth, with Kurama being the victor. Hiei finally gave in and enjoyed the kiss. After a few minutes, they had to part for breath.
"Still... don't.. feel.. anything?" Kurama said between pants.
"Only lust." Hiei said. Hiei could say whatever he wanted, Kurama knew Hiei felt something for him. Kurama knew Hiei was just scared of the new emotion, he was too when he first realized he loved his mother.
"Nothing else?" Kurama asked. He withdrew his body from Hiei's. Hiei made a little sign of protest.
"Alright, Hiei, if you really don't feel anything el-mph!" Hiei had grapped Kurama and pulled him down for another kiss. This time, Hiei was more aggressive, trying to dominate in the kiss. It got more heated as Kurama pulled the sheet away from Hiei's body. To Kurama's delight, Hiei was already naked since Kurama stripped off his clothes to heal him. Kurama ran his hands down his chest, and Hiei slid his hands up Kurama's shirt, trying to pull it off.
"Am I interrupting something?" A voice said from the doorway of the room. Shit, Kurama had left the door open.
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A week had passed since the argument Hiei and Kurama had. Kurama had been more depressed lately. Every night, Yomi had still insisted on groping Kurama, but Kurama still wouldn't give in to Yomi's advances. Yomi had begun to get frustrated, but he had something that he knew he would get a reward for. He had the fox cradled in his arms and they were in bed. Of course, Kurama still had his clothes on, to Yomi's dissatisfaction.
"It's been a week, fox."
"Yes, it has." Kurama said monotonously.
"Have you warmed up to me?" Yomi asked with hope. Kurama stayed quiet.
"Oh, but I have something to cheer you up." Kurama didn't even turn to look at him. 'What's wrong with the fox? He wasn't like this the first day he was here. He had much more fire.' Yomi thought. He then turned over to the drawer and pulled out a tape.
"Guess what I have in my hands?" Yomi asked. Still no response from Kurama.
"It's a tape." Yomi continued. Kurama still wasn't intrigued.
"Do you remember what I promised you every week?" That got his attention. Kurama slowly turned to face Yomi. Indeed, there was a tape in Yomi's hand. Kurama reached for it, but Yomi pulled it away from Kurama's grasp.
"Don't I get a reward for bringing this to you?"
"Thank you." Kurama said. Yomi still wouldn't give him the tape.
"Just a simple thank you? I had one of my best demons make this tape for you. His efforts could have been better used. Don't you think you should show a little more appreciation for his work?"
"What do you want? I've already let you grope me whenever you wanted."
"Yes, but you don't even fight me anymore. It's not fun anymore."
"Well, it's not my fault. If you're boring of me, you can just let me go." Kurama said nonchalantly.
"I'm not letting you go that easily, fox." Yomi then grinned. "You better think of someway of showing your appreciation soon, fox, or I'll burn this tape and then you'll have to wait another week for another one." Kurama's eyes narrowed. 'What can I do to satisfy him without confiscating my principles?' Kurama wondered. After a minute, Yomi got up.
"Where are you going with that?" Kurama asked.
"Well, you don't appreciate the work that my men have put into this, so I'll return it to them."
"Wait."
"Yes?" Yomi said, with a huge grin on his face. Kurama then walked close to Yomi, very close. Kurama moved his face closer to Yomi, then crushed his lips on his. Yomi's eyes widened in surprise, then shut and savored the taste of Kurama's mouth. Kurama aggressively pushed Yomi against the wall and deepened the kiss. Yomi moaned and his hands started trailing up Kurama's sides, under his shirt. He was so engrossed in the kiss that he didn't notice Kurama's hands moving towards his. After Kurama felt the tape firmly in his grasp, he roughly pulled away, with the tape safely in his hand.
After Yomi finally realized what Kurama had done, the fox was already gone. Yomi smirked. Yes, he enjoyed that. He wondered what else the fox would do for a tape of his mother. He would enjoy every week when his demons finished making the tape. Yomi licked his lips. 'Mmm. The fox tastes good.' He thought. His goal of conquering the fox just got more stimulating.
Kurama had rushed out of Yomi's room. He wiped his lips on his sleeve. He hated for having to kiss that demon for the tape. He would have to come up with better schemes to get the tape without giving into any of Yomi's demands. Kurama ran to an empty conference room, where he had saw a tape player earlier. He inserted the tape and pressed play.
On the big screen, he had finally seen an image of his mother. It had only been a week, but it had seemed so long. He watched her do simple activities around the house. Even the little things she did brought a smile to his face. He was glad she was live and well. Kurama watched her complete her tasks around the house, and then she went out. Kurama was a little angry when his mother had met with some man named Hatanaka for dinner. He felt like this man was intruding on their lives. But, in order for Hatanaka to intrude in his life, he had to be there with his mother. His heart started to wrench in pain. Had his mother already forgotten about him?
X X X X
Hiei was wandering the halls again aimlessly. Ever since his fight with Kurama, he couldn't stop thinking about him. 'Hn. It's his own fault anyway. He's just a lowly whore.' Hiei tried to convince himself, but knew he didn't believe it. 'What did Yomi have of Kurama's that he really values?' Hiei thought. Kurama didn't seem the materialistic type. As he passed a room, he heard a human woman's voice. Curious, he peeked in the room. On a huge screen was a woman talking with some man. 'What's this? I didn't know the Makai made movies about humans.' Then his eyes lowered and he caught sight of a vibrant redhead. He seemed to be in tears. Hiei wanted to run over and comfort him, but his pride prevented him to do so. 'Hn. Stupid human. Is he crying over some romance movie? Human's are so weak.'
Although Hiei tried to walk away, something compelled him to stay to watch the rest of the "movie." The woman and man finished having dinner, and the woman walked into her house. She seemed a little sad. She continued some boring chores. 'What a boring movie.' Hiei thought. Then she walked into a room. It was very tidy and neat. Just as the woman walked in, she started to cry too. 'What the hell is this? Do humans cry for no reason at all? They watch a movie. They cry. They walk into a room. They cry. They cry so fuckin' much!' Hiei thought. Then, he saw why the woman was crying. She was holding a picture of Kurama in her arms. He heard her say "Suiichi," then she cried some more.
"Mother." Kurama sniffled. "You haven't forgotten me." Kurama said sadly. Hiei then left the room. He had to get his thoughts together.
Hiei fled until he was well outside the city and rested on a tree. He needed some open air, away from Kurama. The woman on the screen was Kurama's "mother." But that couldn't be, Kurama was a demon. 'A half demon,' he reminded himself. The human also called Kurama, "Suiichi." Who the hell was that? Did the fox have a secret life? There were so many questions that arose from that "movie." He could always get the answer from Kurama, but he didn't want to see him again. Kurama was just another one of Yomi's bitches according to Hiei. Yet, he still couldn't get the picture of Kurama crying out of his head. His heart felt a sharp pain again. 'Dammit, I'll never get rid of these feelings until I confront him.' He didn't want to do that, so Hiei disappeared for the rest of the night, trying to get rid of his feelings by fighting some random demons.
The next morning, Kurama was still half asleep in a robe. Yomi had gotten a little over exciting again and ripped his clothes. To Kurama's surprise, Yomi still hadn't forced him. Yomi let him sleep in a robe for the rest of the night. Kurama was about to drift back to sleep, when he felt a youki outside. Discreetly summoning his whip, he then lauched it out of the open window and snatched the intruder. He pulled back on his whip, bringing the intruder hurling inside of the room. Kurama was surprised.
"Hiei!" Hiei looked at him, a little angry at the whip wrapped around him. Kurama ordered it back into a seed and stuffed it back into his hair.
"What were you doing outside?"
"I was watching you." Kurama was a little embarrassed, and a little angry.
"You watched me and Yomi last night?!? What made you think you had any right to watch us?!" Kurama shouted. Kurama thought he could die of shame.
"You didn't sleep with him." Hiei said calmly.
"Of course I didn't! I told you, I never did!" Hiei remained quiet.
"Well?" Kurama asked angrily.
"What?"
"Why were you watching us?"
"I wanted to see if you were lying."
"What do you care what I do and who I do it with?" Kurama asked bitterly.
"I was..... concerned." Hiei said. Kurama's anger quickly dissipated.
"You were my friend. I thought you were one of Yomi's whores trying to get information out of me."
"You can stop using the word whore, Hiei. I've never done anything." Well, that wasn't exactly true, but Hiei didn't have to know that. They stayed quiet for a while. Kurama sat back down on the bed and patted the spot next to him. Hiei didn't want to be near the bed Yomi slept on. Hiei moved closer to Kurama, but didn't sit next to him.
"What exactly is Yomi keeping of yours?" Hiei hesitantly asked. Kurama paused.
"It's not a material thing, more like someone I care deeply about."
"Is it a woman?"
"Y-yes, how did you know?"
"A lover?" Hiei asked jealously. Kurama smiled.
"No, my mother."
"Demons don't usually care about their parents."
"My HUMAN mother, Hiei."
"So your father was a demon?"
"No, this body is completely human, but I can use youki. You can say....... I'm sort of sharing the body with a demon."
"Possessed?"
"Sort of. More like a symbiotic relationship though."
"Why does the human mean so much to you?" Kurama lowered his head.
"You wouldn't understand, Hiei." Kurama was sure Hiei wouldn't comprehend the feelings he had for his mother. Hiei didn't understand love. Well, he could try to explain it.
"She taught me about love, and how to love others." Kurama said. Hiei never really got the full meaning of "love." From what he had heard, it made people weak. And Kurama had proved that true. He was suffering this hell because he loved his mother. He never wanted to go through that for some one else. From what he learned from the Makai, you can only trust yourself.
"You don't mind doing all this for her?"
"No, Hiei. It hurts much more if she's gone."
"Hn. Why, it's not like you're the one who's dying."
"It's a different pain. An emotional pain that would tear my heart apart." Hiei grew worried. His heart felt pain whenever Kurama was sad or depressed. No, he couldn't possibly love Kurama, could he? 'NO!' His mind told himself.
"So even when Yomi rapes you, or beats you, you would still stay here, all for her?"
"Yes, Hiei. In order to love, you must sacrifice something." Hiei didn't understand any of this. You would sacrifice yourself, your well being, everything, for nothing in return? Now, he was determined not to let Kurama in his heart. But that was getting increasingly hard.
Kurama had lied down on the bed, still exhausted from fighting off Yomi the entire night. The robe had parted when he stretched, revealing a long creamy leg to Hiei. He gulped. He felt his pants become tighter. Without warning, Hiei disappeared from the room. 'Dammit, what is that fox doing to me? My body heats up when he's acting all sexy, and my heart clenches every time he's sad. Does he have some spell over me?' Hiei stopped fleeing when he managed to get away from the city again. Perched on a tree, he had to figure out a way to deal with Kurama. He was getting dangerously close to his heart. 'No, it's not love, it's just lust.' Hiei tried to convince himself again. He was so frustrated and had no idea what to do about his feelings for the fox. For the second night in a row, he went to fight some random demons again.
X X X X
Kurama grew worried. It had been several days and he still hadn't seen Hiei. They made up, didn't they? Kurama knew that Hiei was strong enough to take care of himself, but he still grew worried. He was walking around the artificial garden again when he saw a small figure entering a room through the window. The figure looked a little like Hiei; he had missed the little fire demon. He ran down the stairs to see exactly who it was. Kurama reached the room and knocked. When he heard no response, he opened the door.
The room was very dark. He spotted a figure lying on the bed in the center of the room. Kurama stealthily approached the demon. He could make out that it was a small demon, but couldn't figure out if it was Hiei or not. He turned on the lamp and was met with a horrible sight. It was Hiei. He had scars and blood stained his entire body. His clothes were almost all torn to bits, and there was swelling on several parts of his body.
"Hiei! Hiei!" The fire demon wasn't even conscious. Even if a low level demon attacked now, Hiei could easily be finished off. Protective instincts kicked in and Kurama stripped off the remaining bits of clothing and started to clean his wounds. He must have spent an hour or so addressing his wounds. There was a little garden of healing plants in Hiei's room by the time Kurama was done wrapping bandages around him. Kurama had wanted to stay longer, but it was almost time when Yomi retired from work and came looking for him. If Kurama wasn't in his bed, Yomi would telepathically tell the assassin to kill his mother. Since Kurama couldn't be there to guard Hiei, he left several blood sucking plants there to catch any demon stupid enough to encroach into the room.
The next morning, Kurama had all his youki and energy. Yomi was overworked and didn't have the energy to bother Kurama anymore. Kurama laid in his arms to make him think he was warming up to him. He couldn't wait to see how Hiei was doing. After Yomi had left, Kurama couldn't have run fast enough to Hiei's room. When he arrived there, the plants backed off and let their master into the room. He was relieved to see that Hiei was still asleep. Now that it was morning, he pulled back the drapes.
Kurama saw how bad Hiei's condition was now that there was sunlight in the room. He also saw the desolate condition of Hiei's room. It wasn't grand like Yomi's; it was more like a cell room. There was barely any furniture, just the bed and a drawer. There were no lavish luxuries, and even the drapes were plain and worn. Kurama wanted to take Hiei away with him away from this room. He didn't belong in that room. He was an S class demon, not a lowly servant. He just started to comprehend how much Yomi despised Hiei. But then again, if Hiei had really wanted a better room, he would have gotten one. Did Hiei think he didn't deserved a better room than this? Kurama's heart ached again. He didn't want Hiei living like some prisoner. He sat down on the bed. Even the bed was hard. Kurama lifted Hiei's hand to his heart. A single tear slid down his cheek.
The entire morning and afternoon passed, and Hiei still showed no signs of waking up. His body did show a remarkable skill of healing though. His wounds were no longer in a critical condition and his breathing evened. Kurama had fallen asleep next to his bed.
Hiei slowly opened his eyes. His eyes focused. He was in his room. 'How'd I get back here?' He barely remembered getting back to his room. He just remembered fighting a bunch of high class A demons. He looked down at his chest. He didn't remember bandaging himself. Hiei just remembered collapsing onto his bed. He felt something warm holding his left hand. Straining his head to the left, he saw the beautiful redhead holding onto his hand. His mind put two and two together. Kurama bandages = Kurama caring for him. This was new to him. No one had ever cared for him before. Not even Mukuro, when he almost fought to his death, Mukuro just let him heal on his own.
Hiei had tried to get rid of his feelings by fighting several demons randomly, hoping that somehow the battles will rid his mind of the fox. After doing this consecutively for several days, it had finally taken its toll on his body, and the last group of demons he fought almost killed him.
Hiei tried to pry his hand away from Kurama, he had purposely been trying to avoid him. He only succeeded in waking him up. Hiei cursed. Kurama's eyes lit up when he saw that Hiei was awake.
"Hiei! You're awake!" Kurama happily exclaimed. There was a smile upon his face.
"What are you doing here?" Hiei tried to sound gruff, but failed to do so.
"Hiei, you were injured, I just healed your wounds."
"Stupid fox, demons don't need care, we heal just fine without help."
"I was worried." Kurama said softly. There was genuine concern in his eyes. Kurama took Hiei's hand again.
"I thought you were seriously injured." He said in his soft voice. Hiei couldn't stand it when the fox was sad. Hiei snatched his hand away.
"My hand is fine. You don't need to keep holding it."
"Hiei, why are you being so mean to me? I thought we made up."
"Really, when? I still think you're a whore." Hiei said without looking at Kurama, but he wasn't fooled.
"Hiei. What's wrong with you?" Hiei didn't respond.
"How did you get those wounds?"
"Are you stupid? I fought, that's how." Not accepting Hiei's dodgy answers, Kurama pulled Hiei's head to look him in the eyes.
"Hiei, I don't know what happened to you or what you did, but you're acting weird. Tell me, what's wrong?"
"You're the problem, fox! Why can't you leave me alone? Why must you always bother me? Why can't I stop thinking about you? Why do I always feel funny around you?!" Hiei immediately regretted his outburst. Kurama also seemed a little surprised at the outburst. Hiei quickly diverted his eyes away from the redhead. After a moment, Hiei felt Kurama move closer to him until he was almost on top of him.
"W-w-what are you doing?" Hiei stammered.
"You feel something for me?" Kurama asked softly, their lips just centimeters away. Hiei kept quiet. He didn't want to answer his questions.
"No, I didn't mean anything I said." Hiei quickly said, eyes still avoiding Kurama's.
"Oh? So you feel nothing at all?" Kurama moved his lips even closer.
"G-get off me, human." Hiei tried to sound demanding, but failed.
"If you don't feel anything for me, then I shouldn't be affecting you at all." Kurama's lower lip barely brushed against Hiei's. He shuddered. Kurama experimentally traced the little space between Hiei's lips with his tongue. Hiei didn't part his lips, but didn't shut his mouth either. Since Hiei didn't protest, he took it as consent. He brought his lips fully into contact with Hiei's and stuck his tongue into his mouth. At first, Hiei was shocked. He didn't respond. After a few seconds of Kurama's tongue thoroughly exploring the cavern of his mouth, Hiei's tongue finally fought back. They had a little battle in Hiei's mouth, with Kurama being the victor. Hiei finally gave in and enjoyed the kiss. After a few minutes, they had to part for breath.
"Still... don't.. feel.. anything?" Kurama said between pants.
"Only lust." Hiei said. Hiei could say whatever he wanted, Kurama knew Hiei felt something for him. Kurama knew Hiei was just scared of the new emotion, he was too when he first realized he loved his mother.
"Nothing else?" Kurama asked. He withdrew his body from Hiei's. Hiei made a little sign of protest.
"Alright, Hiei, if you really don't feel anything el-mph!" Hiei had grapped Kurama and pulled him down for another kiss. This time, Hiei was more aggressive, trying to dominate in the kiss. It got more heated as Kurama pulled the sheet away from Hiei's body. To Kurama's delight, Hiei was already naked since Kurama stripped off his clothes to heal him. Kurama ran his hands down his chest, and Hiei slid his hands up Kurama's shirt, trying to pull it off.
"Am I interrupting something?" A voice said from the doorway of the room. Shit, Kurama had left the door open.
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