Inulover: Hey peoples! I made an update! Yay! Lol
Dragonflyr: lol, I don't know what to say but THANK YOU (smile) hope you continue to like my work so highly in the future. 3
Volpi Di Spirito: glad you liked how I did the whole demon dog thing. Lol, I know, as I wrote about them labeling everything I was thinking "they really would do this though" lol. Thank you.
Nightshadow131: lol, hinting at something? Haha. Least it was sooner this time. I think my bishi torture quo has been less then normal though; even with Kurama possesstions and Hiei poisoning. Yay, you liked how I did the kiss, cool! I did update soon this time! Lol.
S.L.H.A.K: yay, thank you. (I told you that you were wrong, Hiei. Hiei: whatever)
Inulover: and let's begin!
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Kurama gazed at the warm fire demon sleeping curled up on his chest. Kurama couldn't help but smile at the way Hiei always cuddled into him like a little kitten. A slim hand traced along the soundly sleeping demons face, finding, to his relief, that the fever had broken in the night.
Kurama glanced over at the glowing clock on his nightstand, telling him it was 5:30AM. He sighed; he would have to be getting up soon for school (1). Hiei nuzzled deeper into Kurama and the kitsune turned the clock off with a yawn before it had the chance to spring to life in ten minutes. He curled up with his lover, intending to go back to sleep, he was too tired to want to bother with a trivial thing that he had no use for.
It seemed that no sooner had he fallen asleep that Kurama found himself in the all too familiar darkness. He closed his eyes, 'Oh God, not again.' He begged to himself as the cold wind rushed passed him, rustling his hair.
"You bastards!" the screech resounded around the empty space of Kurama consciousness. "I'll kill the both of you for this! What did you do to me? Where did you get that pendant?"
"You are the one that put the sutra around your neck, Yukita. Though I do have to say that I am grateful for your ignorance and cockiness in this matter," Kurama answered coolly to the bodiless voice; though his racing heart belied his breezy tone.
"Shut up!"
"I must ask, what is the point in possessing me?"
"To get my revenge. I will have that fire mongrel murdered by your hands and I shall use you to get my body back! You will not escape me, Yoko; you will never escape me!"
The words echoed in his head as his eyes shot open. Emerald eyes disappeared again behind their fleshy curtains. Slowly it registered in his mildly shocked mind that he was shaking again. His hair gently tickled the bridge of his nose as a tender hand brushed the strands away. Kurama smiled, "I see you're awake," Kurama pushed himself up, "would you care for something to eat? You must be hungry by now."
The kitsune made an attempt at getting out of the bed only to be pulled back down by his lover. Kurama let out a tiny startled sound as he fell on top of Hiei. "I'm not hungry, just lye down," Hiei wrapped an arm around the slim waist of his fox for emphasis. Kurama nestled his head under Hiei's chin with a content smile.
"You said you were just tired last night, fox," Kurama shifted and raised his head, looking at his lover curiously, "If that's all then why were you shaking this morning?"
Kurama remained silent for a moment as deep ruby eyes gazed into soft emeralds. Kurama briefly considered brushing the question off with a: don't worry about it, but thought against it, knowing his lover wouldn't accept that. He laid his head back down with a sigh.
"It's… It is… Hard to explain," he stumbled over his words, trying to find a way to phrase it. "In my… well… when I sleep, I can hear Yukita. It happened before as well. I don't believe she can do any harm like this; at least she didn't the last time."
"So she talks to you while you sleep? What did she say that shook you up?"
"It's not so much what she said as it is the fact that she is in my head. Being threatened on the battle field is one thing; it is entirely different when the threats are being relayed straight from your mind."
"Don't think you can fool me by talking in circles. What did she say?"
"That she wants us dead. That she wants her body back… that she plans on using me to accomplish both tasks." He added softly. Kurama's hand traveled down to clutch at the Kumo pendant around his neck. "Where this sutra came from… and I am curious myself as to where you obtained this."
"Some old demon that called himself Ayama, said he was an acquaintance of yours."
"Ayama?" The fox sat back up, pondering about where he had heard the name from. "Ayama… I believe I met him during my last trip to spirit world. But he was in a cell at the time… how could he have escaped?"
Hiei shrugged, "He probably never left."
"What?"
"He didn't appear in front of me physically, it was more like a hologram."
"Odd," Kurama mumbled quietly.
"It is, isn't it?"
"Not that. I just suddenly have a feeling like I have heard that name somewhere else before, a long time ago."
"He looked old; you might have heard it in passing sometime during your Yoko years."
"That must be it. Either way, it seems we owe him one, don't we?" Kurama smirked and gave Hiei a light peck on the lips before sliding to the edge of the bed. "Are you sure you are not hungry? I can make you something before I step in the shower." Hiei slid over to join his fox, wrapping his arms around Kurama's waist again. He kissed the soft flesh lightly, nipping at the crook of his neck.
"I'm sure, but I wouldn't mind joining you in the shower," He nipped at Kurama's neck again.
"Mmm," Kurama leaned back into his lovers chest but stopped as he felt the demon tense, rudely reminded of the Youkai's wounds. He sat back up, much to both of their disappointments. "You're still injured, Hiei. We shouldn't do that just yet."
"I'm fine," he insisted with a slight growl to his voice.
"You were not fine just a minute ago when I leaned into you," Kurama countered sternly. He pulled Hiei to his feet, "Still, feel free to join me."
"What fun is there if we can't do anything?" Kurama huffed and folded his arms over his chest.
"What, am I only good for sex?" he said icily. Hiei gaped at his lover.
"What? No… I didn't… Huh?" he stopped as he noticed Kurama chuckling lightly, 'I didn't realize I missed his laugh so much.'
"Hn,"
"I'm sorry, Koi. I couldn't help myself, the timing was too perfect."
'Two can play this game, fox,' Hiei thought evilly. "It's gonna take more then that, Kitsune."
Kurama quirked an eyebrow, 'He's playing along? I mustn't let this opportunity pass by.' He smirked and pulled Hiei into a heated kiss, their tongues playing with each other until they broke apart. "Was that adequate for you?"
'It's a start,' Hiei pulled his fox to the shower; he had ideas of what would be "adequate."
Half an hour later a pleased looking fire demon sauntered back into Kurama's bedroom, a towel around his waist; a thoroughly ticked Kitsune behind him, also in a towel. Hiei smirked and looked back to his mate, "What are you still complaining about? Don't try and tell me you didn't enjoy yourself," his smirk widened, "Because the moans I was getting out of you tell otherwise."
Kurama blushed lightly, "that is beside the point!" yelled the flustered fox, "You are so stubborn, I told you that I didn't want to hurt you."
"And you didn't."
Kurama sighed, "I could cut your arm off and you would say the same thing. I can see the blood Hiei." The fox maneuvered his partner to the bed and sat him down, pulling the blood spotted towel down from his side, revealing the area where a few of the stitches had popped.
"So? I said it didn't hurt."
Kurama rested his head on Hiei's chest in defeat, "You are impossible, Hiei," he said exasperatedly.
"You say it like it's a bad thing."
"You had better be thankful that I love you as much as I do. I highly doubt that there are many people that would be able to put up with you." He pulled a first aid kit out from under his bed. "Let me check your wounds, Hiei."
Hiei obliged and let Kurama unwrap the bindings. Kurama inspected where the wound had re-opened, finding it not to be all that serious; merely a few popped stitches that where no longer of use (seeing as the wound was nearly healed). Kurama traced a finger along the side of one of the stitches, 'I caused this,' he thought sadly.
Warm fingers slid under his chin, forcing Kurama to meet Hiei's stern gaze. "If you start blaming yourself again then I'm not going to let you tend to these little scratches." Kurama gave him a small smile and went back to his job.
"I could remove the stitches right now if you promise to take it easy, of course, I know how you are, it might not be smart," Kurama joked as he snipped the little black threads off. After he finished, Kurama wrapped the injuries back up in gauze and bandages.
"I know how you are, fox," Kurama looked up, "You hold onto things that you blame yourself for and then never let them go." Kurama gave him a wavering look,
"I don't-"
"Kuronue ring a bell?(2)" Kurama swiftly shut up. "I realize I'm not really the best person to be lecturing you on letting go of things past, but, if you don't… then it's… going to start eating you up and I don't… I don't want to see that."
Hiei averted his gaze, finding that he was slightly embarrassed at expressing his concern as deeply as he had. Kurama couldn't help but smile as he noted the blush reddening his lovers face. He always found it sweet and cute when Hiei tried to express how he felt about something to show he cared, even if it went against his instinct to ignore it or give a sarcastic remark.
"I'll tell you what, if you forget about stabbing me nearly a year and a half ago I'll put this behind me; deal?"
"Yes, but how did you-"
"I know my lover, Hiei," he smirked while standing up, "Now what do you say to us getting dressed?"
"If we have to."
Hiei searched around the whole room for his shirt as Kurama pulled on open teal shirt that matched nicely with the light-blue jeans and white t-shirt. Hiei let out a frustrated growl.
"Damnit! Where's my shirt!" Kurama laughed.
"I believe it's still at Master Genkai's, you didn't have a shirt when I brought you here."
"And you are just now telling me this? Why not fifteen minutes ago when I started looking!"
Kurama laughed again and tossed Hiei one of his long sleeved, black, button up shirts. "It will be a bit big but it should do for the time being."
Hiei slipped the large shirt on and glared down at where is hands used to be. Kurama tried rather unsuccessfully to hide his snickering behind his hand and Hiei turned his glare unto the fox. Kurama burst out laughing as the glare lost it's effect due to the sleeves that hung a floppy inch past the smaller demons hand.
"Hn,"
"I'm sorry, Hiei," Kurama spoke as he came down from his laughing high. He barely resisted going into another bout of laughter as Hiei tried to push the sleeves up, only to have them fall back into place.
"Here, let me help you," Kurama smirked as he neatly folded the sleeves up to Hiei's bicep. "Better?"
"Hn,"
"You're welcome. Hungry now?" Hiei nodded so the two went downstairs.
The couple stopped at the bottom of the stairs as they smelled food cooking in the kitchen. Curiously they looked in to find Kurama's mother making eggs. She turned around.
"Good Morning you two, sleep well?"
"Yes, Kassan," Kurama gave his mother a hug, "But when did you get back? You're early."
"I got back late last night, the two of you were already asleep, I don't think a gun shot would have woken the two of you."
'She doesn't mind my skipping school?'
The three sat down for breakfast with mild talk of how Shiori's trip went and what had "happened" while she was gone. When they finished, Kurama cleared the table and Shiori asked to talk to her son alone for a moment. Hiei went upstairs to wait for his fox.
"Um, Yes, Kassan, what is it?"
"When were you planning on telling me about the two of you?"
"What?" Kurama blushed, looking nervous.
"I don't have a problem with it, Shuichi. I do wish you had told me yourself and I hadn't have found out from the shower this morning."
Kurama's blush darkened and his mother smiled, "I trust your judgment, Shuichi, and I want you to be happy, but please, keep your little escapades quieter from now on?"
"Y-yes, sorry," Shiori smiled and kissed her son's forehead.
"I think he's waiting for you."
"Yes," Kurama began to walk away but his mother's voice stopped him.
"And, Shuichi, you will be going to school tomorrow."
"Hai," Kurama smiled and walked back out to find his lover smirking on the top of the stairs.
"Seems we were a little loud this morning, ne?"
"It seems so… I'd rather not talk about it," Kurama shook his head; nearly completely mortified that his mother had actually heard them having sex. The only way it could have been worse was if she had walked in on them.
By 2:30 in the afternoon Shiori had left for work, leaving the two demons in the house. Neither doing anything since Kurama had flat out refused to have sex with Hiei until his wounds were fully healed. Hiei had his own plans though and was currently trying to seduce his lovely fox into playing, but Kurama was putting up a good fight.
Hiei was hanging himself on Kurama's shoulders, kissing and biting his neck, roaming his hands in all the places he knew turned his fox on. Kurama was trying to ignore the advances by doing his homework that he had neglected the night he had been possessed. He barely kept from gasping as the stealthy hands found their way to his crotch.
"You're excessively horny tonight, Hiei," Kurama glanced at the pouting fire koorime, "But you forget whom you are dealing with. I have more self restraint then you give me credit for."
Hiei growled, "I'm bored, why are you so adamant on this?"
"Kurama grinned, "You are such the child, Hiei," he said amusedly, receiving a glare from the demon in question. "I refuse to partake in any activity that will result in re-opening your wounds-" and he added as an afterthought, "-again." He smiled as Hiei gave up, grumbling, and simply folded his arms across Kurama's shoulders.
"This is sickeningly sweet."
Kurama tensed as the voice sounded in his head and Hiei looked at his lover worriedly, "Kurama?"
'What was that?'
"You can here me, can't you?" Yukita's voice sounded smug.
'Why can I hear her? Is the charm weakening?' a pang of fear washed through him, turning his blood cold. 'No, I could hear her before as well, however, that was right before she took control.' He thought, nervous fear alive in his every nerve.
"Did you think you could get rid of me? You can't-" the laugh that he never wanted to hear again rang through his mind. "-You will never get away from me."
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Inulover: CLIFFHANGER been awhile since I put one of those in noticeably, huh? Hope you enjoyed this one. I didn't like it as much as I did the last one but, eh, whatcha gonna do?
Kurama: Please review, it keeps her from torturing us with her lack there of.
Inulover: oh, shut up! humph!
Ja ne, review please!
(1)I don't know at what time the average school in japan starts soI just used whenI have to get up.
(2) He is mentioned in the YuYu Hakusho movie Poltergeist Report
