"You okay?" Naisu asked, offering me a hand up.
I took her hand and she helped me to my feet.
"Yeah I guess," I started
I was cut off by Rikku running down the stairs, "you okay Kiri? I'm so sorry."
"I'm okay it's all good. No real harm done. It could've been a lot worse," I replied.
I decided not to tell them about falling through the door into Hiei's arms. Anyway so a little while later went and made brownies in the kitchen. Rikku and Naisu eventually came in and sat at the table. We talked for a long time until I wasn't paying attention anymore. I had turned my attention to Hiei, who was staring out the windowsill.
"Earth to Kiri. Come in Kiri," Rikku said, waving a hand in front of my face.
I blinked and turned back to them.
"Staring at Hiei?" she asked.
I blushed a bit and shook my head.
"I don't like him. I was just wondering about him. He doesn't seem to happy, does he?" I asked
"He's always been depressed. You learn not to worry about it. Only Kurama understands him. Yusuke does sometimes but mostly not. His only weakness is sweets, especially sweet snow," Naisu said, as a matter-of-factly.
I looked back at him then went to the freezer, "You know what flavor?"
They shrugged. We only had 2 kinds anyway, chocolate and strawberry. I scooped some into a bowl.
"You guys want some?" I asked.
"We'll get ours you go give yours to your gothic lover boy over there," Rikku said.
"What part of 'I don't like him' don't you understand? I want him to have some respect for me," I defended.
"Don't screw up you might get some respect and get under his little "wall" if you will," Naisu said.
"You might get under his covers too," Rikku added.
They both cracked up laughing but I ignored them. The timer for the brownies went off so I took a brownie off the pan and set it on top. I pushed the swinging kitchen door open and went over to him. I handed it to him. He blinked then took it.
"The girls said you liked sweets so I thought this would be nice," I said.
"Thanks," Hiei replied quickly.
He picked up the brownie and smelled it, "what is this?"
"It's a brownie. Try it. The girls wont try it they think I will food poison them," I lied.
"How do I know that you're not trying to poison me?" he asked.
"For what?" I asked.
He shrugged after he couldn't think of a good motive. He picked up the brownie and took a bite of it. He looked up at me. I could see his crimson eyes light up.
Well I left him alone to eat and went back in the kitchen. Not even a minute later he came in with an empty bowl. I took it from him and he jumped up on the counter beside me. He looked out the window but every once in a while he'd look at me, until I caught him, and then he looked away. I finished mixing my brownies while catching Hiei every so often.
Naisu and Rikku tried to get up and leave as quietly as possible, they thought it was funny. They were just about to push open the swinging door when I stopped them.
"See you later girls,"
They froze in the doorway. Naisu recovered first.
"Yeah bye," she said.
She grabbed Rikku's arm and ran up the stairs. I shook my head and continue to mix my brownies. Hiei was watching me mix the ingredients together. I laughed a bit.
He looked at me, "what?"
"Nothing. You're just mesmerized by the mix," I said.
He didn't think it was so funny, "Am not. I'm just looking. Unless you prefer I not," he replied.
"I never said that. I don't mind," I said.
I looked up at him and we locked eye contact for a second or two. Hiei broke it by looking down at the floor. I blushed.
"Here give me your hand," I said.
He looked back at me but my gaze was shifted down. He held out his hand. I scooped up some mix in my hand and wiped some on his hand. He looked halfway horrified.
"Lick it off. It comes off. No big deal," I said.
I started to lick my fingers off. Hiei eventually followed my lead and a smile lit up on his face. I looked up at him and smiled back. He realized he was grinning and his face when back serious. He wiped his hand on a towel and was about to walk out.
"Hey Hiei," I said
I scooped up some brownie mix from the bowl. He turned to look at me and I threw it at him. It hit him in the face. He wiped it away from his eyes and looked at in his hand. He then glared up at me, almost making me regret throwing it at him.