Yusuke heaved a sigh as he sat down. Finally, he could take a breather. He'd been working behind the counter for several hours without the slightest break. Now he could sit and do whatever for fifteen minutes. He took a bite of noodles and looked through the newspaper Keiko had left on the table.
Nothing really interesting. There was a concert going on next week, which might be cool if he had any money. Gas prices were going up--great, something else to snatch the money right out of his hands. At this rate, he and Keiko would never have enough money to get married. He didn't really understand why she was so obsessed with marriage. Yeah, Yusuke loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but he didn't think it was essential for them to have some document that said that. Wasn't love itself enough?
He'd asked Keiko this and had been accused of having second thoughts. She had it all wrong. He wanted to get married, he really did. But he'd rather do it when there was money to spare, when they didn't have to worry about having to make ends meet. Yusuke kind of thought it'd be nice if they could have something special. Whatever, he didn't care so long as Keiko was happy.
One article caught his eye. Another unusual death in the area. Murder, actually. For the past month, there'd been a chain of strange, unsolved killings in the area. None of the victims had anything in common; it was as though their murders had been completely random. The only way the authorities could link them all together was the way they'd died. Every last one had been literally cut to ribbons, as though with a sword or something else with a blade. For a brief while he and Kuwabara feared that perhaps Hiei had gone on the rampage, but after Kurama had reamed them a new one (with shocking aggressiveness), insisting Hiei would never engage in some pointless slaughter, they'd though it wise to calm up.
"Yusuke!" He blinked and looked up. Keiko was standing there with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.
"Uhm… did I do something wrong?" This was his break, right?
"I've been calling you for five minutes. Lunch hour just started, I need your help." He sighed and followed her back out front, praying that this wasn't going to be his life until retirement.Hiei stirred and rolled over, burying his face in his bedfellow's hair, breathing in the faint smell of roses. Today he could actually sleep in and spend as much time with Kurama as he wanted. The humans his lover shared the house with had all gone away, the two adults on a weekend together, the child staying at a friend's house. Perfect. He sighed and wrapped an arm around Kurama's waist.
Then he felt it. His eyes shot open and he sat up, staring at his friend's sleeping form. He'd sensed something when he touched Kurama. He knew what it was, but knew he shouldn't be sensing it from the redhead. Perhaps he'd sensed wrong. Concentrating, he touched the yoko's side. Yes, he'd sensed right. But from Kurama…how?
He considered waking his lover and asking him about it, but decided not to. It was doubtful Kurama even knew, he supposed the only reason he was aware of it was because of his Jagan.
As quietly as his could he got up and dressed, then went downstairs to the kitchen. He threw some of his and the Fox's leftover dinner together into a stew, then put it on the stove to heat up. While he waited for the stew to heat up he thought about this new piece of information. This was quite startling; he wasn't sure how he should react. He hadn't thought this possible.
The stew began to bubble and he retrieved it from the stove. Well, regardless of what he'd thought, he knew what he'd sensed. He returned upstairs with the food and discovered Kurama had awakened. "Hungry?" he asked, setting the bowl of stew on the bed. Kurama nodded and spooned some of the food into his mouth. Hiei sat on the food on the bed and watched him. When Kurama asked him if he'd like any he shook his head. "No, you eat that." His lover continued trying to share but Hiei insisted the redhead have it all.
Kurama finished and set the bowl on the bedside table. He began to get up but Hiei pulled him down and sat behind him. "Just sit", he ordered. He began rubbing the Kitsune's shoulders and upper back, kneading tense muscles. While he did this, he covered the back of Kurama's slender neck and his throat in light kisses. Kurama growled in pleasure. "Mmm…this is nice. You should go professional."
When Hiei finished he rested his head on his lover's shoulder and wrapped his arms around Kurama's waist, where he began to rub the redhead's belly. Indeed, his Fox was full of surprises.