Kat-wings: I did two bad things... I rushed things a little, and added a lemon. It was 3 AM, and only 3 people in the world understand that sentences meaning. No, not what you think.

It was two days later when anything big happened. Kurama, who had stayed in his Youko form, and Yusuke, who had returned to his human form, got in another fight. It wasn't a big fight mind you but-- well, How about I just take you back to it, huh?

It was a dry morning, the sun was blazing and the humidity was so high if you went outside you couldn't breathe. Hiei had resided, after four asthma attacks, to staying in the Kuwabara household. Kuwabara was eating pickles and jelly from jars, and Kurama and Yusuke were fighting. . . Again.

"I don't think eating that is very healthy, Kuwa." Yusuke sighed.

"Let him eat what he wants to eat." Kurama smiled, and rubbed his face on Kuwabara's stomach. He'd been doing that almost constantly. Curling around it, kissing it, rubbing it, hugging it, talking and cooing to it, he even licked it a few times.

"Since when do you call the shots?" Yusuke growled.

"It's not like you approve of anything he does any how!" Kurama chuckled.

"I don't like you being so close to him, and you know that!" Yusuke growled.

"He's carrying--"

"I don't care! You know what rules I laid down!"

"I'm not a child!"

While this bickering was going on, a very emotional Kuwa resided to sniffling a few times before breaking out in hysterical wails. Hiei sighed. He had an impending headache, and he did NOT need Kuwabara hysterical at the top of his lungs. Hiei sighed again, and walked to Kuwabara, took his hand, and brought him away from the fighting, and into his bedroom, where Hiei laid him down, and stroked his stomach calmingly. Kuwabara stopped wailing, and fell asleep within minutes.

"You just need somebody to care about you, don't you, oaf?" Hiei chuckled to himself. "They care only for the beings inside you at this present time." Hiei 'Hn'ed. "I guess I know where I stand now."

By the time the two bickering teens noticed Kuwabara was gone, and went to the bedroom looking for him, Hiei was curled up around his feet, and purring quietly. However, when they stepped in to Touch Kuwabara in some way shape or form, they were stopped by something their eyes couldn't see. Kurama trew hismself against it, only to be repelled into the opposite wall. Hiei's eyes opened. Hiei sat up, and movedto Kuwabara's head, and ran his fingers through his copper locks.

"Until you two learn to not upset him, he is in my care, and my care alone." Hiei growled. He had had two litters in his life, both litters long deseased due to medical problems of the 'mother'. He knew very well what stress could produce when you spoke of Pregnant males.

"That is not in your jurisdiction!" Kurama growled.

"Did you even see us walk away?" Hiei asked. There was a long pause. "As I thought. That is the only jurisdiction I need."

"Hmm... How long can he keep that sheild up?" Yusuke asked Kurama.

"For as long as he breathes." Kurama sighed. "Very well." Kurama nodded to Hiei. "Come Yusuke, there is much we need to speak of."

"Can I just... hold him?" Yusuke asked.

"What do you think?" Hiei snarled.

Yusuke hung his head, and walked out of the room, following Kurama down to the kitchen. Hiei curled up around Kuwabara's stomach idly. If they wouldn't care for his emotional needs, then he'd have to. He had no idea why he felt such an... obligation to do this, but he would do it without question. He always trusted his instincts.

"We have to consider his health as well as the kits." Yusuke told calmly.

"We have to give him what he craves. If not we'll face hysterical crying, whining, and ignorance to the kits by Kuwabara." Kurama sighed. "I've seen it before. Kuwabara will feel like they are only roadblocks to what he wants, and he will start to neglect the fact he's carrying 7 baby kitsunes around inside him."

"How can we comprimise?" Yusuke asked

"Only carry low-fat foods in the house? Buy low-fat stuff?" Kurama asked. "Give him an allotted amount of food items?"

"He'd choose like 6 turkeys." Yusuke mentioned. "But the low-fat will work." Yusuke sighed. "I... I'm sorry. I know you aren't the one at fault here."

"I also apologize for not considering your relationship with Kuwabara." Kurama nodded solemnly. "I know I'm at fault for being so close to him against your wishes, but for goodness sakes, he's carrying my babies. If he were carrying yours and I was with him, would you fight any less for the permission to hold him close?"

"I would've killed you by now." Yusuke chuckled.

"We must stick together from here on in." Kurama sighed.

"Not for us, for him." Yusuke nodded.

Kurama didn't know what came over him, but he pulled Yusuke into a tight embrace, and Yusuke found his arms winding around Kurama as well. Kurama held Yusuke's head to his chest, Yusuke held tightly to Kurama. They stayed in that position for almost an hour, before breaking the bond they found they were sharing.

They spoke no words, and none needed so be shared, they walked side by side up the narrow stairs, and into the bedroom, where they found a sight they never imagined they'd see. Hiei curled protectively around Kuwabara's stomach, as if he were his protector. Though it isn't widely known, and for good reason, Hiei himself was a sound sleeper unless you interrupted him using power. They did so after a moment.

"Can you two be trusted?" Hiei asked sleepily.

"Now," Yusuke paused. "We can."

Hiei eyed their closeness, nodded, and pulled down his barrier. The two climbed in bed, Kurama on one side, Yusuke on his right. They closed the bond by linking hands over Kuwabara's chest. They closed their eyes, and slept through the next day entirely, content on just having eachother. Hiei looked in about four times that day, and when they awoke the next morning, they had to feed the monstrosity we know as our Preggie Kuwabara.

Not that he was gigantic, yet, but he was hungry, and when either tried to leave him, he cried hysterically.

"How are we gonna feed you!" Yusuke asked.

Kuwabara pouted, mumbling something obscene. "I dunno. Aren't you the smart one?" Kuwabara asked Kurama.

"I wouldn't consider myself smart, but considering you two... I say we all go downstairs and sit in the kitchen, and force Shizuru to cook for us!" Kurama chirped happily.

"That wasn't very nice." Kuwabara mumbled, and sat up, having to take 3 or 4 tries at it before getting help from Kurama and Yusuke, and waddling down the stairs. By the time he got down the stairs, and looked at his stomach, he was already crying.

"What is it, baby?" Yusuke asked.

"I'M A FAT COW!" Kuwabara wailed.

"You're gorgeous!" Kurama said, offendedly.

"I'm a cow!" Kuwabara mumbled sourly.

"Kuwa-baby! You're not a cow!" Yusuke sighed. "You're beautiful."

"A minute ago it was gorgeous, did I suddenly get uglier!" Kuwabara said defensively, and sarcastically.

"Kuwabara!" Shizuru hissed."Don't be so harsh to them or yourself! Is this really fair at all to them?" Shizuru asked.

"No one asked your opinion." Kuwabara said matter-o-factly.

"Go to your room Kazuma!" Shizuru yelled.

Kuwabara hung his head, and wailed.

"Look what you did!" Kurama sighed.

"I... I'm sorry, guys..." Kuwabara sobbed. "I just look like a pregnant cow."

"I think you're beautiful." Yusuke smiled, walking close to him, until he was face to face with him, and put his hands around his neck. Yusuke kissed his lips softly. "It turns me on to see you like this." Yusuke whispered into Kuwabara's lips.

"You don't think I'm a fat pregnant cow?" Kuwabara asked.

"Of course not." Yusuke confirmed. " Just remember you're carrying 7. Not one, or four. Seven." Yusuke smiled. "It isn't your fault if you get bigger, but just remember that after they're outta your body you're gonna pound me till I can't breathe, got it?"

Kuwabara blushed, and nodded. "It's a deal."

"We're outta bread, guys. I'm gonna go shopping, and then I'll make breakfast. Can you wait, Baluga?" Shizuru asked, and teased Kuwabara.

"I'm a whale now!" Kuwabara cried.

Shizuru grabbed her wallet, and ran out of the house for dear life. Kurama hissed darkly as she escaped into her car and locked him out.

"Just rememeber you're babysitting them!" Kurama yelled after her car as she drove away. Kurama stomped back into the house.

Kuwabara was smiling, laying on the floor, Yusuke ontop of him, and kissing him passionately. Kurama's eyes opened, and he groaned softly, feeling like in about a minute he'd need a cold shower. Yusuke, being one of great hearing, looked up at the fox. Yusuke smirked into the kiss, and broke it to nip softly on Kuwabara's ear.

"Moan for me, beautiful." Yusuke said huskily.

Kuwabara obeyed, and Kurama bit his lip. Yusuke was making a show out of this, and Kuwabara couldn't even see Kurama, none the less know he was even there. Kurama felt horrible for watching, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from it. Kurama took a seat on the couch next to him, being careful not to aware Kuwabara of his presence.

Yusuke nipped down Kuwabara's bare chest, nipping down to Kuwabara's naval. Yusuke sucked right beneath it, and Kuwabara began to pant harshly.

"Y-Yusuke..." Kuwabara moaned. "Don't tease me."

Yusuke smirked, and looked at Kurama sitting on the couch. Yusuke continued a little lower, and pausing to leave a mark.

"Please... Don't tease..." Kuwabara begged, panting wantonly.

Kurama himself had lost his breath, only to find he'd been holding it. Kurama could feel hot liquid fire running through his veins. Kurama ran his fingers down his chest subconsciously, and his hand stopped dangerously low. Kuwabara let out a keening moan, Yusuke's name most probably. Kurama hitched a breath in, one of the few he'd get for a while.

"Baby..." Yusuke whispered softly. "Tell me what you want me to do..."

Kurama bit his lip until it bled, his mind racing for the answers he prayed to hear. His hand grabbing his thigh tightly. Kuwabara whimpered as Yusuke pulled away.

"T...Take me..." Kuwabara pleaded, Yusuke slapping away the hand that Kuwabara tried to use to touch himself.

"You know you're not allowed to touch there." Yusuke warned. "That's mine to touch."

"P-Please..." Kuwabara pleaded.

Kurama wanted to see Kuwabara in all his glory, his body craved it. With that strong physique, and that stomach carrying his kits... God if he didn't finish himself with his own thoughts maybe he'd be able to get off to this show. Kurama berated himself again, but his eyes remailed glued to Kuwabara.

Kuwabara's eyes were shut tightly, and his hands trying to grab onto something, anything. Kurama found himself standing, looking to Yusuke for approval, and when Yusuke nodded, Kurama sat himself at Kuwabara's head, and held the hands with his own. Kuwabara opened his eyes in shock, and when he met Golden orbs filled with lust, he closed his eyes, and blushed like he had never blushed before, his whole entire body following suit. Kurama kissed his forehead, and held his hands, knowing if he went any further, he'd never see the rest of this.

Yusuke unbuttoned Kuwabara's jeans, which were getting tight on him, and the fly slowly followed. Kurama's eyes begged Yusuke's to go faster, show him what Kuwabara hid beneath his pants. Kurama was at the perfect angle, the swollen stomach somewhere to the right, so he could see perfectly what Yusuke was doing. Yusuke slid the pants slowly off Kuwabara's hips, and Kurama groaned in frustration to see Boxer laying beneath the pants.

Yusuke Chuckled.

"Patience, fox." Yusuke Chided.

"No Patience! Screw patience!" Kuwabara growled, he was getting frusterated, and tired of this as well.

"Very well, babe." Yusuke hooked his fingers onto his boxers, and slowly pulled them down with the jeans, Kuwabara begging Yusuke to go faster, Kurama's eyes agreeing.

When Yusuke pulled the clothing off of Kuwabara's thighs, Kurama had already come, and was hard again already.

"Fuck, 'Bara! Don't ruin his pants!" Yusuke joked, and when Kuwabara looked at Kurama's pants, a stain grew where a large bulge was.

"Can I, Yusuke, can I?" Kuwabara bit his lip.

"Of course you can." Yusuke kissed Kuwabara's lips. "Just remember who you belong to."

"With you up my ass how could I?" Kuwabara smirked.

Kurama didn't understand what was going on, but when Kuwabara pulled Kurama so his pants were off, and his groin in Kuwabara's face, himself facing Kuwabara's face, Kurama's eyes opened wide.

"You're going to--"

His question was answered when Kuwabara took him into his mouth, and halfway down his throat in one swipe. Kurama was panting, and begging like a bitch in heat, his words incoherent.

"He's very good at what he does, isn't he?" Yusuke asked Kurama, who only had his shirt on, and that was going to be lost in a moment anyhow.

Kurama didn't trust his voice, knowing it would fail him, but he nodded, weakly. Kuwabara began his ministrations, and Kurama was howling loudly. Yusuke was turned on by the site, and began to prep Kuwabara absent mindedly, and Kuwabara moaned into Kurama's legnth. Yusuke couldn't take it anymore, and shoved himself into Kuwabara, making him yelp, and slam back down on Yusuke's intruding legnth. Kurama did his best not to buck into the expert mouth, and thanked the gods when Kuwabara held back his hips, and continued his torturous ministrations.

Kurama was the first to come, followed by Kuwabara, and then Yusuke who continued to shove in, while he rode out the waves of ecstacy. Kurama pulled himself off of Kuwabara, and laid down next to him. Kuwabara shuddered and hissed as Yusuke pulled out, his seed leaking out of him slightly. Yusuke lapped that up, though, and kissed Kuwabara, falling down beside him.

Boy was Shizuru surprised when she saw what had just occured on the living room floor, she dropped her groceries, and laughed hysterically. Shizuru picked up the groceries, and stepped over the three on the floor to the kitchen.

"You just can't make crap like this up!" Shizuru laughed. "But next time, please, go into the bedroom!"

"You like it Shizzy, so why're you complaining?" Kurama stood, naked, and sated, but flirtled listlessly.

"Stop that fox, or words may turn into more than just words." Shizuru warned.

"Ooh, take me up on that one, gorgeous." Kurama chuckled, and returned to Kuwabara, licking his stomach contently.

"Hard to believe your words when you just fucked my pregnant Baby brothers mouth." Shizuru smiled, and began putting food away, and began preparing French toast.

"Kurama! That tickles! Stop it!" Kuwabara arched away from Kurama's tongue.

"Hmm..." Kurama smiled, and continued his assault on the said spot.

Yusuke held Kuwabara down, and let Kurama make the writhing boy scream girlishly, and beg for him to stop. Kurama stopped before Kuwabara started crying he was so hysterical, and Kuwabara didn't let him near his stomach for the rest of the day. Shizuru made the naked boys take showers and get dressed before they could eat breakfast, and Kuwabara already wanted to go back to bed.

Kuwabara searched for a shirt, his stomach growling, and the babies were obviously awake, and hungry. Kuwabara growled, and found that all of his shirts had the tomach parts cut out of them raggedly. Probably done while he was showering. Kuwabara swore loudly, and quickly, getting all his anger out. How dare they touch his shirts! How was he going to hide his stomach? How was he going to keep his belly warm!

"Kuwa-baby? Are you mad?" Yusuke asked, a cheeky smile on his face.

"You bet I'm mad!" Kuwabara yelled. "Why'dya cut up my shirts!"

"There are a few uncut, but you aren't allowed to wear them in the house." Kurama smiled.

"Who's Idea was it?" Kuwabara glared at them.

"Joint descision!" Yusuke chirped happily. "His idea to cut up the shirts, mine to keep a few for missions and crap like that!"

"Kurama... I'm going to slit your throat in your sleep." Kuwabara vowed.

"Kuwabara!" Yusuke thumped him lightly on the nose. "Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean you're getting out of being nice!"

"YOU CUT UP MY SHIRTS!" Kuwabara screamed at them. "How am I supposed to feel!"

"It's not that we did it to get you angry, by all means no, but it's just that we can't see your stomach through your shirts." Kurama explained like it was obviously what they'd do.

"Why would you want to?" Kuwabara asked.

Kurama sighed. "Because it's such a turn on."

Kuwabara decided he'd just kill the babies. Not really, but they were driving him insane. Kuwabara crawled back in bed. He'd let the damned things starve if this is what it meant for him! They were ruining his life, and he didn't need these little atrocities running around his feet in 4 months. He'd crush their windpipes for sure. Kurama sighed.

"Come get breakfast." Yusuke pulled at Kuwabara's arm.

"Not a chance." Kuwabara shook his head.

"Why not?" Kurama asked. "It's obvious you're hungry."

"You can't run to a baby everytime it cries, Kurama." Kuwabara yawned, and turned on his side.

Kurama seemed deeply offended by this, and he pushed Kuwabara onto his back.

"Kitsunes starve themselves to insure a happy home, they starve themselves just to make sure they have enough time for their kits. Kitsunes and their mates never even LET the baby cry, they fix the problem before it can be bothersome. Kitsunes are not neglectful, they are not abusive, they have the best off spring there is. Do you know why?" Kurama hissed out. "Because the first four months of their lives are spent closely with their parents. Some Kitsunes Kill themselves raising Kits the first few months. My Kits will not know how to Cry, Kuwabara."

Kuwabara just looked at Kurama with tired annoyance in his eyes. "I'm already beginning to hate kids." Kuwabara whined, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Kurama stormed out of the room, and Yusuke followed worriedly. Yusuke had no idea what Kurama was up to. Yusuke put a hand on Kurama's shoulder, and flipped him around.

"What's wrong with you!" Yusuke asked.

"He's going to starve the kits, dammit! He has NO IDEA how to raise Kits. How they need to be raised... I've failed." Kurama sighed, and put his head on Yusuke's shoulder, slowly reverting back to Suiichi Minamo. His hair switched to red, and his eyes back to green. Kurama bit his lip, and let the tears flow down his face. "I've failed."

"How have you failed?" Yusuke asked, in that calm voice he uses when someone he cares about is hurting. "You know Kuwabara, he's a thinkheaded pregnant teenage boy, he has no common sense, and he's more stubborn than anyone I know." Yusuke ran his fingers through Kurama's red locks. "Sometimes I had to force him to do things he didn't want to do. Like homework, and missions." Yusuke smiled softly, and wiped away the tears slowly. "On the rare occasion, sex."

"You don't get it. I killed a little boy, and brought him into a world he was no where near ready for. He just wants things to be normal, and they can't be anymore." Kurama whispered softly.

"Well sometimes Kuwabara may seem like he doesn't care, and may act a little immature, but Kurama, have you seen the way he took care of Hiei when he was sick? For eight Months Hiei was critically ill, and Kuwabara never gave up on him. He force fed him when he wouldn't eat, he bathed him when his fever was too high, he bandaged what hurt, gave him medicine to bring down his fever and get rid of his pain, he rocked him to sleep, he got Hiei to believe he could make it, and when the pain got unmanagable, even for Hiei, he held him when he... erm... well... cried... Kuwabara didn't leave Hiei's side once, Kurama, he didn't shower for eight months." Yusuke chuckled. "He can do it, he can do what you are asking of him, but first, you need to get him there." Yusuke smiled. "So go shove some french toast down his throat, will ya?"

Kurama looked up at Yusuke. Kurama smiled, and nodded, and leaned downward slightly, and pecked Yusuke's lips chastely. "Thank you." Kurama reverted to his Youko form, and went for some french toast, and a hammer.

"Don't break anything! He's fragile!" Yusuke called after Kurama.

Two months had passed, and Kuwabara decided against going on missions, because after all you can't run with 7 almost fully grown kits. Kuwabara actually had to be decommisioned until the Kits were through with their 4 months of care-time, and Kuwabara was devastated. Of course, when a mission arrived, guess who was stuck watching Kuwabara? Genkai and Teen Koenma of course. It took both of them to just make enough food for him to be satisfied, and when he cried, well, Koenma took care of that, she wasn't one for affection.

Koenma was currently sitting with Kuwabara, who was wailing hysterically because he missed Yusuke and Kurama already, it being only 4 hours after they left. Koenma had a pounding headache, ans when he excused himself to the bathroom, he decided if he ever had to bring around another team, make sure none of them could scream as loud as Kuwabara could. Koenma took some medicine, put wax in his ears, and returned to Kuwabara, who seemed to of stopped crying. Koenma took the wax out, and found it to be true.

"Kuwabara?" Koenma asked suspisciously.

"Yeah?" Kuwabara asked back.

"Are you alright?" Koenma asked.

"Yeah, I just felt 'em kickin is all, prolly telling me to shut my mouth so they can sleep." Kuwabara shrugged.

Koenma would thank those Kits the minute they arrived into this world. Or kill them for starting it at all... Any how Koenma took Kuwabara's hand, and led him to a bedroom.

"It's time to get some sleep." Koenma ordered. "Theres a bathroom connected to the room, should you need it, and I'll keep a couple cooks on hand if you get hungry."

Kuwabara looked at the bed. "It's so empty, though." Kuwabara said sadly.

"They banned me from entering your bed, Kuwabara." Koenma reminded.

"But... It's my first night without them..." Kuwabara looked as if he was about to cry. Again.

"They will kill me, Kuwabara." Koenma shook his head.

"So you're gonna leave me too?" Kuwabara sniffled, and took a deep breath, ready to begin sobbing if need be.

"OKAY!" Koenma's eyes opened widely, and his hands put out in a flat palmed defensive shake. "I'm so dead."

Koenma slipped into the bed after Kuwabara, hoping he'd keep his distance. Then he found out Kuwabara was a snuggler. He'd never get away with this. Koenma had to curl around the stomach to find a comfortable position. Kuwabara smiled, and fell asleep comfortably. Koenma fell asleep hours later. He was SO dead for this. He was just glad that this mission would take atleast two days.

The next morning came fast, and Koenma got up with the sun, and tucked Kuwabara in. Koenma went to his office to find Hiei, Kurama and Yusuke sleeping on the ground. They got back early! Koenma sighed, and sat at his desk, and even through about 14 walls, and 2 gardens seperating them, he could hear Kuwabara wailing. Again. That woke Kurama and Yusuke up, and they went running.

Kurama and Yusuke had been so reluctant to go on the mission, it being almost time for Kuwabara to go into labor. Kurama only went because Yusuke agreed to go, and Yusuke only agreed because Koenma promised they'd be called back if he went into labor.

Kurama, in his youko form, kissed Kuwabara's lips, as Yusuke soothingly rubbed his overly sized stomach. Kuwabara wouldn't even undress infront of them anymore, himself being FAR too self conscious. Kurama found that insulting, and Yusuke decided Kuwabara had nothing to be ashamed of, and tore his clothes off. Yusuke knew that was a horrible thing for him to do, but he'd seen Kuwabara naked a million times. He wasn't allowed to cover his stomach at home, so what was the difference?

"Kurama, I've been wondering..." Yusuke had asked earlier, during the mission. "Will I be able to atleast see Kuwabara during the four months? Will you seclude yourselves, or what is that all about anyway?"

"I've spoken to Shizuru, and we are turning their basement into sort of a... den I guess you could say. Kuwabara will have a certain place to have the kits, a place to feed them, and hold them, and change them." Kurama Sighed. "What Kuwabara doesn't know is that Kits are more or less constipated for the first four months of their lives, and only after that will we have to deal with diapers and the like. After that they will go like there is no tomorrow."

"So, will I be able to see you guys?" Yusuke asked, his hand entertwining with Kurama's gently.

They had something going on there, and neither wanted to complicate the relationship with unnecassary words. It was like a secret pact, Kuwabara knew about it, and was content within his circle, but no one outside the group of close knit friends were even given the slightest inkling of what was going on. Yukina herself had no idea Kuwabara was even pregnant.

Kurama stopped dead in his tracks, and used his free hand to tilt Yusuke's head towards his own. Kurama dropped his lips to Yusuke's and kissed him passionately. Yusuke responded, and put his arms around Kurama's neck. Kurama broke the kiss, but spared no room, as he whispered into his lips.

"See us? You will see nothing but us for the next four or five months." Kurama nipped Yusuke's bottom lip. "And our seven beautiful kits."

Yusuke crashed his lips unceremoniously into Kurama's, bringing him to the ground with his force. Kurama laughed into the lips, and sucked on Yusuke's bottom lip.

"Enthusiastic much?" Kurama asked, Yusuke's lips trailing down his jawline.

The mission went flawlessly after Yusuke and Kurama romped. Hiei went ahead and scouted, and the mission was done a day before expected.

Kuwabara was held for hours on end, and he slept quite happily in their embrace. Yusuke pulled the blanket down, and pulled up Kuwabara's shirt. Kurama's eyes widened. He had no idea how big Kuwabara had gotten just over the past day or so. Kurama tried to hold back the urge to touch the stomach, but found himself failing, as his hand went out to rub it. A Kit moved under his hand, and Kurama cooed happily into the belly.

Yusuke chuckled. If he had thought one year ago that any of this would come to be, he would've placed himself in a mental institution. Yusuke kissed Kurama's lips, and sighed happily. It was never supposed to be this way, nor intended, and no matter how mad he had once been for having to share his 'Bara, he was damn glad it worked out this way. Yusuke, who had had way too much of Kuwabara sleeping, pulled his pants down just passed his hips.

Kurama bit his lip, he had still been unallowed to touch Kuwabara in such glorious of places, and it never ceased to amaze him how goddamned beautiful Kuwabara was. Above and below the belt. Yusuke leaned down, and licked tentatively on Kuwabara's protruding hip bone. Yusuke pulled down his pants farther, until Kuwabara's hands reached down, and pulled his pants back up.

"Kuwa!" Yusuke whined.

"Lemme sleep. We'll play in five months, okay?" Kuwabara rolled onto his side, and Kurama sighed.

"Will you ever let me touch him?" Kurama asked sadly.

"Of course I will. Right after the babies." Yusuke stuck his tongue out.

Kurama fingered the slit on the underside of Kuwabara's belly, still 3 inches or so. Kuwabara moaned, and pushed into the touch.

"He likes that..." Yusuke said surprisedly. "Looks like it would hurt."

"I'm just preparing him for having children." Kurama shrugged, and rubbed harder.

"How does that help?"

"Within four days Kuwabara will give birth, and if he's well enough prepared, it won't hurt as much." Kurama shrugged. "Kitsunes have always done this. Not one of us knows why." Kuwabara was moaning loudly. Kuwabara pushed farther down onto the fingers.

"That is just weird." Yusuke shook his head.

"We'll be going to the den tomorrow morning." Kurama decided.

It was at that instant that Koenma burst in. "We have an emergency, detectives!"

"What's the matter?" Kurama asked worriedly.

"My father's been killed!" Koenma said rushedly. "And they'll probably come for me next!"

Yusuke and Kurama got up somewhat reluctantly, but sprung to action otherwise. They took Koenma by both arms, obviously traumatised by seeing his fathers murder, and lay him down in a room on the other side of the building. The side with higher security. An arrow wizzed by Yusuke's head as he locked the door, and Kurama pushed Yusuke out of the way of a second arrow.