forbiddensoul562: I am sorry, I have no intention of making this a yaoi story. Though I am writing another story I started yesterday. That one is yaoi. The first two chapters are just a background, um... what's the right word, booster, I guess, for the upcoming story. :)


"That was the doctor..." Kurama started, placing his cell phone back in his pocket.

When Kurama didn't continue, Hiei knew he had to say something. "Listen, just get this over with. You can't keep avoiding it."

A sad smile tugged at the corners of the fox's mouth as he stood up. "True Hiei, I can't keep running away. I guess it was wrong of me, but I can still wish for the next few hours to never happen, correct?"

Hiei shrugged. "More or less fox. Now pay the woman and let's go."

Ten minutes later the pair were on the highway on their way to the hospital. Hiei willingly gave into the fox's pleads of again riding in his car. Kurama knew the demon wouldn't admit that he was finding ningen things very interesting.

Kurama pulled into the hospital parking lot and turned off the car, but made no move to open the door and step out.

"Well... are you going in or not?" Hiei persuaded, unbuckling.

There was a long moment of silence before the fox gave a reluctant nod. "I'm just afraid of what my mother will say." His voice sounded almost frantic.

"It'll be fine, I'm sure. Besides, if she rejects you again, all you need to do is knock some sense into that stupid ningen head of hers. Either you do it or I will."

"Hiei!" Kurama warned, yet he couldn't keep a smile from his face. "Let's go then."

The fox and the demon walked together into the hospital. The woman at the front desk obviously knew what Kurama's buisness was at the hospital that day, and simply nodded them in. Hiei thought he sensed fear and frowned. Was she afraid of the boy? Everyone thinks that Kurama tried to kill his mother. It only made sense that she was afraid of him.

They made their way up to the fifth floor where his mother's room was. Kurama hesitated before placing his hand on the knob and pushing the door open. The doctor was sitting in a chair; the woman was in a wheelchair by the window.

"Welcome Shuichii," the doctor greeted cooly. "Who is your friend?"

"This is Hiei," Kurama answered simply.

"It's nice to meet you Hiei, but I think it may be better if you waitied outside. This is a.."

"No," Kurama interjected sternly. "I want him here."

The doctor was stunned for a moment before he spoke again. "Eh... if it's alright with Shiori..."

Hiei was surprised that the fox stood up for him how he did. He had been simple and precise, which isn't really like him.

Shiori shrugged, but otherwise said nothing.

"All right then. You can stay Hiei, but remember, this is a family matter, and I don't feel it right for you to intervene if you feel the need." The doctor's stern words were true, but the fox despised them.

"Excuse me..." the fox started quietly. His voice was soft, yet demanding that the doctor listened to him.

"Hm.. do you have something to say about your attempted murder?"

Hiei could have sworn he saw the fox's eyes flicker between golden and emerald. "No. It's about your words towards Hiei. For the past few weeks or so, Hiei has been like a brother to me. If he has something to say, I give him every right to say it. It is you who has no right to intervene in this matter. Hiei is more like family to me then you ever will be. Do you understand?"

Kurama's voice was crisp and filled with fury. A fire was burning inside of Hiei as well, but he refused to show it. He didn't want to doctor to say any more upsetting words to the fox.

Again the doctor was stunned. He didn't say anything, he just stared at the boy with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe that this boy-princess had back-talked an elder. "All righty then!" the doctor started cheerfully, yet Hiei and Kurama could both sense the uncomfortable feeling the doctor was emiting. "The journalist should be here soon."

"Journalist?" Kurama wondered, an angry edge to his voice.

"If you can't prove your innocence, you'll be arrested. You're lucky we're not in court."

Kurama clenched and unclenched his fists several times to keep himself from lunging at the doctor.

Just a few short moments later, the doctor answered the knock at the door. There was a middle-aged man, probably in his late thirties, early forties, standing there with a laptop. He quickly got adjusted and set his PC upon the table next to the bed. He nodded at the doctor, signaling that he was ready to start.

"Okay, first you Shiori. Tell us what happened."