10 Years of Waiting
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day 5 - Ai Kokuhaku
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, never will, but I own Kurohi, as y'all should know by now.
"speaking" thinking noise POV change beginning/ending of dreams flashback beginning/endings /Telepathic speech/ passing of time /strange voice/
KT: There are TWO versions of this chapter. This one is the edited version who's rating does not exceed PG-13. If you don't wanna read something more graphic than that DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT click the button that lets you go automatically to the next chapter!
Scarby - Kurama and Hiei here!
My muse was cooperating! Ha ha!
Muse: ears twitch
I managed to go to five Microsoft word pages without lyrics or quotes in one night! Luv ya, Muse Taki! (Taki means "waterfall" or "cascade" in Japanese!) glomps Taki despite normal reacton
Muse Taki: blinks foxy silver eyes during the glomp Are humans always this... weird?
KT: MAJOR HIEI & KURAMA FLUFF ALERT! ALL Kurama/Hiei goodness! Arigatou Gozaimasu for being patient, reviewers!
"Hiei, even after thirteen years, you still drive me over the edge..." Kurama
I find my mind constantly lingering upon night before last. I had felt the gentle, but intense warmth of Hiei pressed softly, yet firmly, against my back. His strong arms had encircled my waist, and I felt his head nestled against me as well. I could very well smell the demon's unique scent... full of the outdoors and freshly-fallen rain, along with his own scent, strong and alluring. His mere presence warded off the nightmares...
I might not tell him for a while, though. I'm not sure what to make of all this. Was he just being friendly, or...
Was he in love with me as I am with him?
Watching Hiei eat has always been a nice little pastime for me. Usually one of the only moments I can see him at some semblance to contentment. After a moment or two of my gazing this time around, his ruby eyes flash upward, and I blink at the movement. He swallows the remnants of ramen in his mouth and regards me curiously with a touch of irritation.
Not a good sign. He's got a "yellow" warning about him.
"This is getting out of hand, fox," he begins. "Why the hell are you staring at me... like that?"
I guess I might have to tell him. Maybe. I cast my eyes to the side, contemplating what it is I should say; what I must say; what I want to say. Closing my eyes for a moment, I gather my courage.
"Hiei..." I begin, opening my eyes again and looking right at those blood-red orbs that can regard someone, anyone, without emotion, but for once, they carry some semblance to humanity. This is harder than I thought. I don't want it to sound sappy, corny or anything like that. I don't want him to run away from me again and go back to that bitch Mukuro.
Who knows what they did. I pray that that half-robot wench kept her hands off Hiei.
Great, now I'm becoming frustrated and jealous. I rest my head in one hand after setting my chopsticks down. "...It's... rather difficult for me to explain..." I say rather truthfully.
"So?" he asks. "Try. You've never given up, as far as I've seen. In fact, you're the last person I'd expect to give up when an obstacle threatens to deter you. After all, you ARE a five-hundred-year-old silver fox." He grins slightly at this - just a little tug of his mouth quirking up. It's not a smirk, that's for sure!
I laugh warmly. "True, Hiei, true; however, this is no ordinary obstacle I've encountered. Not even as my days as Youko Kurama: The Notorious Thief of Makai." Except with Kuronue... but I didn't have to be careful. I just flat-out said it, and all of a sudden, we were lovers...
He eats a bit more ramen before also setting his chopsticks aside. He pushes his food to his left, folds his arms on the table and rests his head there. He eyes me with a gaze slightly hooded by his bangs, which haven't gotten longer since so long ago. He looks both bored and tired. I can't say I don't agree. It's been a fairly taxing week, with what the wedding, snow fight and the rest of the happenings around here.
Thank Inari it's summer vacation!
But... to come to think of it, even before Hiei got his cute butt down at my house, thing's've started to get pretty weird... And did I just say his butt was cute...!
Hiei still expects me to speak even after this pause. I must tread very, very carefully. "Okay, I'll try to explain," I begin again. "Let's just say that there's this person I know really well, and he's in love with this other person, and he wants to tell, but he's scared that the love of his entire life will run away or simply hate him and lose friendship entirely." I was careful not to imply that both were male. "However, there are some facts present that go against that, but he's still uncertain. What do you think he should do?"
"Confront the problem close-up and personal, I suppose. At least, that's what I'd do."
Hiei giving reasonable advice? "Oh? You like someone?"
He is silent. "Tell no one," he says after a moment, the unsaid threat of physical injury hovering in the air. "However, your friend's predicament is similar to my own, believe it or not; there are some differences, though," he says enigmatically.
"Oh?"
"Don't make me elaborate," he retorts, looking away.
I chuckle. "Of course, Hiei."
Another silence takes the cake, and even the Jaganshi isn't hungry anymore. I decide to speak again. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but, who do you like?"
He stiffens slightly as if I had said something wrong. His gaze flicks upward to meet mine before it returns to the crook of his arm that is bandaged up, or the wall, but I'm unsure. His eyes are half-lidded, as if exhausted. Judging by the way that he's carrying himself right now, even while sitting on his chair, he probably is.
Standing up, I go right next to him and sit on the floor next to him. He looks down at me in a curious, lazy way. His hair is unbound, falling across his back and shoulders in an inky waterfall that I've been dying to run my fingers through once more.
You know, thirteen years of saying nothing about anything has really, really, really tried my patience. "...Okay," I begin once more, bravely looking up him in the eyes. "I'll come clean with you, Hiei. The first person I was talking about? I was referring to... myself."
He blinks twice, eyes slightly wider; he makes no comment, though his mouth is open in a cute little "o", and I wanna kiss him...
"And, the other person..." I close my eyes a moment before opening them and uttering bravely, "...you."
He sits up and regards me with his now active gaze. He raises an eyebrow. "You were afraid that I'd run away, or say that I hated you, and stopped being your friend? Fox, you know me better than that," he says softly, and leans forward slightly. His center of balance shifts even more as he leans downward as well. "Well, I guess my problem's halfway solved, then," he utters slowly in his beautiful deep voice.
This time, it's my turn to look agape. "N...nani?"
He smirks triumphantly. "Ha ha! I've confused you, huh?"
"A little..." I admit softly. My gaze doesn't break off from his.
"Hn. Watashi no baka kitsune," he says, his hands open-fisted in his lap.
What? "My stupid fox"? Wait... get rid of the "baka" and...
"H...Hiei..." I am at a loss for words, ho, ho, ho, THAT would be a first.
A small smile forms on his lips as he realizes that I have realized what he just called me. He leans even closer to me, and awkwardly brushes his soft lips against my own. I feel his hand cupping the side of my face with one bandaged limb. A soft moan blossoms in my chest and I kiss him back, the expert I am, since I retained every single memory while I was a youko. Hiei pulls back a little.
"My fox?" he asks with a fairly innocent expression. I never knew he had it in him.
His hand his still on me.
This was new; he wants acknowledgment; he's asking, not ordering. Interesting, but I know much better than to toy with him. How can I tease him now? "Your fox. Forever." I press a soft kiss to his lips again for emphasis that I'd never leave him for all the riches in Makai or Reikai or anywhere, and once again I pull back. "But will you be mine?"
He sits down on the floor in front of me and kisses me again, pressing just a little harder than before. Gently, I prod against his lips with my tongue, and he hesitantly opens up for me. His mouth tastes... well, it is rather sweet, with a slight aftertaste of the ramen noodles. He moans softly, and after a while, he then tries to take the upper hand. I'm now the one moaning, as he is rather good; I don't think he ever kissed anyone before. He was much too closed off at the time. After this, we part for air.
"I'll be yours, if you never leave me," he says once he can speak coherently.
I pull him close. "I'd never dream of it. Never. I won't leave you! Never have, never will."
"Kurama..." He buries his head against my neck and wraps his arms against the top of both my shoulders. His warm breath cascades against my skin, and makes me shiver. In instinct, my fingers flex against both the clothes on his back and his unbound, soft hair.
We sat there for a long time, and I let this moment last as long as it dares. Truth be told, I felt overjoyed that he finally confessed his feelings to me, though overjoyed is an understatement.
I'm so blithe I'm crying in silence. Tears fall down my face and soak in his ivory and snowy-white-streaked hair, and then I feel Hiei's callused fingertips gently brush away those droplets. "Daijobu ka, koi?"
I nod twice and bury my head against his shoulder, holding him tightly, but not so tightly to result in discomfort for my Youkai.
Strange, now it is no longer "the Youkai" but "my Youkai".
Slowly, the tears cease, and I look to one side at Hiei's peaceful face. You know, I haven't seen him much like that in all the years that I've known him. Those eyes slide open halfway after a moment or two, and we gaze into the other's eyes, never flinching, never wavering except maybe to blink every two minutes or so.
Hiei's eyes have slight variations, as they aren't all red, believe it or not. They have small, hardly perceptible brown flecks deep inside that ruby, nearest to the irises.
No wonder Kesumi-chan has brown eyes with red flecks. Those two colors are in the gene pool.
"Hiei, even after thirteen years, you still drive me over the edge..." I muse aloud.
"Does that have a double-meaning, fox?" he asks slyly. Hey, I thought I was supposed to be the sly one! I AM a fox, after all!
"Maybe, maybe not," I reply twice as astutely, grinning.
"Fox...!" he whines, seemingly "injured" by my retort.
I kiss the tip of his short nose, which makes him cross his eyes for a moment, then look at me with mock indigence. "but I think it has two meanings. Just not yet," I finish softly.
"Hn." His grin shows his fangs this time. "Afraid I'll be squeamish and run off?"
I smile. "Hiei, I know you better than that," I reply, using his own words back at him.
"I know you know."
There is silence, then I ask, "Wanna watch a movie? I'll let you eat ice-cream, too."
He eyes me in feigned suspicion. "What are YOU up to, now, fox?"
I grin. "You'll see, you'll see."
End Day 5
ai love
kokuhaku confession
watashi no my
koi love (most likely short for "lover")
koibito lover (also used as boy/girlfriend)
Kurama: Waaa! I love you, Tatsaki-san... er... -chan... er...
KT: rolls eyes I think you'd better use "-san". That way you don't get mine and my character's genders all mixed up. After all, me, the writer, am a girl, and the user is a boy.
Kurama: Yes sir! Er, ma'am... eh... little help, Hiei?
Hiei: Hn. Just use "-san" and save the "-chan" for me later.
Kurama: Okay, Hiei-chan!
Hiei: OO Ehh... forget what I said?
Kurama: Of course, Hiei-koi!
Hiei: blushes Hn! Whatever, fox!
Started 3/26/03, Night; Finished 3/29/03, 2:03PM Revisions: 10/11/03, 6/4/03