Hey, everybody! This is my first fan fic, so, please, go easy!

Summary: Written in Hiei's point of view. Hiei talks to himself about how he feels about Kurama, wishing Kurama could return the feelings. What he doesn't know is the kitsune wishes the same thing... Rated R to be safe. HieKur

Okay, this is written as if Hiei was talking to Kurama, so "you" would be "Kurama". Got it? Good. There is also some OOC-ness... Well, of course there is, or else there would never be sweet an' fluffy!

I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. Master Yoshihiro Togashi does. WAAAAAAH! I wish I owned them, though. Sadly, I own nothing except for my best friend's soul for a few more days...

I've always been a fan of the Hiei Kurama pairing. Personally, I don't know where people get off putting Hiei and BOTAN together... But, let's get on with this fic, huh?

Black Rose

Mukuro Was Right

I was outside your window that day, Kurama, the day I never forgot.

"Good-bye, Okaasan."

"Good-bye, Suiichi, dear."

Your mother... Shiori, I think she is called, waved to you from her vehicle. I remember you adressing it as the "Station Wagon". You walked back into the house she harbored you in day and night, except for when she sent you off to school or something. She treated you as if you were a china doll, like you would smash and shatter if dropped. I wondered how you lived like that.

I awaited your arrival to your room for several seconds. Then, finally, you came in.

Tap.

I knocked on your window.

"Hiei? Oh, you must be drenched! Let me get the window open for you..." You muttered to yourself as you walked across the room.

I love your window. It's huge! And, if you painted it black, it would be even better, but I would never tell you this. I would never get the chance...

As I jumped down from your windowsill, I studied your figure. Still in shape... And the same school uniform, eh? Well, some things just can't be helped... Your hair... Those crimson locks, they looked beautiful, as always. But, then again, you are a creature of beauty, so what about you wouldn't be perfect? Your emerald eyes shimmered, just like the real stone you told me about once.

I caught you staring at my arm.

"Can you fix it?" I asked you, knowing all too well the answer.

"Of course I can, k- Hiei."

You reached into your hair, and pulled out a seed. I wondered if there was a portal in the back of your head or something that you store all those seeds in... Well, you implanted the seed into the wound on my arm.

"In order for it to work properly, I'll have to clean it."

"Whatever it takes, Fox."

You bent down, and started to lick my wound. I was surprised, I didn't even pretend to flinch at your touch, as I usually do. I supressed a moan that threatened to come forth from my lips as you continued to lick the gash.

Finally, when I thought I couldn't stand anymore, you stopped, and said, "I'm pretty sure it's fine now, Hiei."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." you said, with a shimmer in your eyes.

"... ... I have a 7 month leave. Could I stay around here?"

"Of course. Why do you have 7 months off?"

"Don't know. Mukuro wouldn't tell me."

"Well, whatever the reason is, you can stay here. Or you can stay in a tree near here. Whatever your preference is."

"I'll stick around here, thanks."

"Alright."

"Do you have... What do you call it? Home... work?"

"Yes, I do have homework, but I'll be finished very soon. Make yourself comfortable."

"Mmm-hmm."

I walked over to your canopy bed. It had blue-green sheets that matched the sea after a storm. The sheets, in my opinion, were lovely, but I would never tell you this. I would never get the chance...

I lounged on the bed, one leg up, half bent, one leg draped over the side of the bed. I hoped it was sending a message, but I doubted if you got it. I put on my emotionless mask, and started to think.

Mukuro had told me why she wanted me to leave, and what to do about it. Now I wish she had written me a script, too.

"Go sort things out with Kurama, Hiei."

"I'm fine."

"No you're not! You're too distracted to work!"

"And what do you propose to do about this distraction, heighness?"

"You shall take a 7 month vacation to sort things out with Kurama. You already have him, just let him know he has you."

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?"

"You know, Hiei. Just admit you feelings to yourself. Tell Kurama you wanna hit the sheets. He'll understand."

What I hated most was she was right.

I hate when Mukuro's right.

"Kurama."

"Yes, Hiei?"

"How would you describe... love?"

What Is Love?

"Sorry?"

"What is love? ... I would like to know."

" ... ... Well, love is when a demon feels for another demon very strongly. They care for the other demon's health, their feelings, what their desires are, and other things, too. Like how I care about you... I take care of you when you are injured, I listen to you when you need to talk, and, well, I don't know what you truly desire yet, but I will find out."

Did you just admit your love to me?

"And lovers put on displays of affection, too. It's not like they can just communicate through words alone."

I cut you short.

"Do you love me, Kurama?"

A slight pink creeped onto your cheeks. You nodded your head in a yes.

You LOVED me!

My breath caught in my throat.

None the less, I walked over to you, bent down slightly to your sitting level, and put my forehead against yours. I could feel your breath agaisn tmy lips, and noticed that your brething quickened.

"Now is the right time, Hiei. Go for it." I told myself, and quickly placed my lips to yours.

I felt your heartbeat racing, as well as mine.

When I backed away a little, you had a dazed look on your face, and I think I liked it. Your smile was that of a dreamer's. I loved that smile.

"I love you, too, Fox."

I know, I know, it's short. But this is more just to get me into the writing. It will be a short series, but I hope you all like it!

-Ai