Chapter 3: Movie

"Now, because you're ill, you'll need to rest. Fortunately we have the television so we can watch a movie to help you accomplish that rest," Kurama explained.

He popped the movie in.

"Ye gods," Hiei uttered.

He was drowsy, nauseas, and prancing around in airplane pajamas, along with Kurama's inner demon taking over every few seconds.

Kurama picked him up bridal style and placed him back onto the sofa, covering him with a home-made quilt.

"I don't need a quilt," Hiei objected.

Kurama's fangs flashed. Hiei shut up. Kurama smiled.

"Don't worry, Hiei," he said as he adjusted the volume on the television, "having to be taken care of doesn't make you any less of a man."

'I know,' Hiei thought, 'It turns you into some sort of freakish ghoul.'

"Oh goody, I get to see some moron prance around the land of sugar bunnies with her idiotic dog, some tin can and a crow target," Hiei said disgusted.

Kurama laughed.

"Don't forget about the lion, you're quite the little evil little critter, aren't you?"

Hiei growled.

"Only animals growl," Kurama said tactfully.

"I hope only animals," Hiei muttered.

Kurama laughed.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing," Hiei sighed, then he watched in complete horror as Kurama's smile faded into a frown.

"Hiei-"

The feverish demon jumped up and practically flew to the door, clawing at what seemed to be iron.

"Help, help!" He cried.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Kurama asked, standing up, clearly worried about the little demon.

Hiei, fearful for his life, began ramming the door with his body.

Kurama took hold of him.

"Hiei?"

Kurama wasn't aware that Hiei's shivering was caused by his freakish transformation. In fact, he wasn't even aware of his freakish transformation.

He gave Hiei some more juice and placed him back on the sofa, tucking the quilt around his chin. Hiei coughed. His body felt so weak the thought of pushing Kurama away seemed impossible.

"Would you like to try some soup now?"

Hiei didn't want anything to eat, but what if Kurama clawed his eyes out? Luckily, the fox caught on.

"Maybe later then, " he said beginning to move Hiei's forehead band, "let me go grab a wet cloth."

He placed a cloth on his forehead and Hiei screamed.

"What?"

"Well, I do have an eye up there!"

Kurama bit his bottom lip.

"Well, can't it close?"

"What do you think?"

Kurama dabbed the cloth around the jagen. Hiei didn't like having a human time bomb so close to him.