I know what you want now. I can read your mind, you see. You're thinking they've got most of the afternoon and all night. Lots of time for that glorious detail you so enjoy. The detail that keeps you up at night, dreaming of extra hot boy on boy on boy action. You really wish I would just cut to the chase and get on with it, too. You know those sayings about patience and good things and waiting people? Good. Remember them, and what I've been saying about life. Ready?

The boys were silent on the trip back to Koenma's. Between Shiori's words to all three of them and their individual visits, they weren't feeling very talkative at the moment.

Yusuke and Koenma had discussed why Yusuke hadn't known Koenma was his father, mostly having to do with preventing things like yesterday and letting him have a more normal life. That, and he and Atsuko barely got along. It's actually quite remarkable they got together long enough to conceive Yusuke. Currently, Koenma had another love interest. Remember Botan? Good.

Hiei had gotten the third degree about Kurama, Yusuke and their relationship. There are times having a judge for a father was a bad thing. He wanted to know everything, forcing the boy to admit to his prior relationship with Yusuke, which hadn't really been a secret so much as just not discussed. For him, it'd been a very long hour. His mind was still reeling, as were his emotions. One thing he was absolutely sure of, however, and he'd told Sensui this, earning a rare smile from the man. He was absolutely sure he loved Kurama and Yusuke and would do whatever it took to make their relationship work out.

So, our three, lost in their own thoughts, sat in the back of Koenma's van, hands just touching, not holding, just touching. When they arrived back at Koenma's, they went back to the room they'd slept in. Kurama sat on the floor, his back against the bed. Hiei sat on the bed and Yusuke went to watch the rain fall against the window pane. It was one of those quite rains that can hang around for days, or just a couple of hours, that brings a feeling of peace no matter what else is going on. Our boys needed that peace. George brought in a tray of food, finding the boys all staring out the window, still seated, or standing in Yusuke's case, where they had been. He set down the tray and left the room. Oddly, the sound of the door closing broke whatever spell had been cast, allowing the boys to move. Hiei laid down on the bed, his head next to Kurama's and Yusuke moved to set next to the redhead.

"Now what?" Kurama asked softly.

Hiei's fingers found their way into the red hair. "You know what we'd like," he answered as softly.

Yusuke's hand came to rest on Kurama's knee, "But, it's up to you." He squeezed slightly and smiled when Kurama's hand covered his. "What do you want, Kurama?" he asked, meeting the green eyes seriously.

Kurama looked at his hand covering Yusuke's. He, like you, knew what the two wanted. "I….I…I love you," he murmured, not looking at either of them, "but…but…I…I…I'm scared," he confessed in a whisper.

Hiei's arms went around his shoulders and Yusuke's other hand came up to hold his. "What are you afraid of, Kurama?" Hiei asked as he hugged the redhead.

"That…that once you get what you want, you'll leave me…that I'll still be alone." Now, remember if you will, Yusuke and Hiei both have reputations, of which Kurama was informed, once it became obvious that Yusuke was after him. In light of that, the comment makes more sense, doesn't it? Also, remember, at this time in his life, being alone is his biggest fear.

Yusuke got to his knees and came closer to Kurama, his hand going to the pale cheek. Softly, he asked, "Tell me what to do to show you I will not leave you."

Hiei's lips brushed against Kurama's temple. "We love you. This is new to us. Tell us what to do, please."

"We'll go as slow as you want, Kurama," Yusuke added, kissing the cheek his hand had brushed against.

Kurama's eyes closed as he took in their words, their gestures. So intense was their intent to prove to him that they wanted to be with him. He felt the intense fear of being alone releasing him, his mind and chest loosening. Tears began to fill his eyes, and very softly, he answered, "I believe you."

My dear reader, be prepared to curse life.

Yusuke moved in to kiss Kurama when the door burst open, Koenma rushing in. He was about to say something when the window where Yusuke had been watching the rain, fell inwards, showering the carped in a wet fall of shards. Every one in the room froze as rain came in through the new opening. Sharp noises quickly followed, spurring Koenma to yell, "Get out of here! Sakyo's been found!" More like, Sakyo found them, but that's beside the point.

The boys scrambled to their feet, working at not tripping over each other and darted to the door. George was just out side the door, and yelled at them "Basement, hurry!" pointing in the direction of a door that normally would have been hidden if it hadn't been open.

The three made it to the bottom of the stairs, in a largish room that looked more like it belonged in a bank as a vault rather than in a house as a basement. Or, maybe it was an old fall out bunker, they didn't know, but they ended up there and heard the door slam and lock above them, an echo-y noise that froze them in place a moment.

Hiei was the first to move, launching himself at Yusuke. "God!" he sobbed, burying his face in Yusuke's neck. Confused, Yusuke wrapped an arm around him as Kurama followed suit a heartbeat later, burying his face on the other side.

"What's with you two?" Yusuke asked irritably.

"The window…" Hiei choked out.

"You could have been…" Kurama sobbed.

Yusuke stood a moment before realization of what they meant dawned on him. When it did, he wrapped his arms tightly around the two. I'm sure you know what he realized. He'd been standing by the window not too terribly long before it'd shattered. Kurama's fear of being left alone returned full force, leaving him shaking. It had an odd effect on him, too.

Kurama brought his head up, his hands moving to Yusuke's face. "Don't leave me!" he sobbed before pressing their lips together firmly. One of Kurama's hands slid back into Yusuke's hair as his kiss became desperate and his other hand went to Hiei's hair, turning the boy's face to his. With equal desperation, Kurama kissed Hiei fully. He pulled back after a long moment and whispered again, "Don't leave me."

Yusuke and Hiei were a bit on the dazed side of life now. Remember, Kurama had never kissed either of them. They'd done all the kissing. And, Kurama had just kissed them. But, it was…odd, really. Neither boy knew how to respond. Neither knew exactly how to proceed. I know what you want them to do, and they wanted that too, even with the gun fight going on above, but…and this is really the odd part…they didn't want to take advantage of the redhead. Softly, Yusuke asked, "What do you want us to do to show we won't leave you, Kurama?"

Now, you'll remember how I said Kurama had had a few girlfriends, right? Well, remember also how I said none of them were serious? Remember Yusuke's assessment that Kurama was inexperienced? Do you get where I'm going with this or shall I spell it out? Yusuke was right. Should I quit interrupting?

"I…I…love me…make…love…please," Kurama whispered brokenly, his face turning the same color as his hair. I can hear you cheering.

Yusuke was dumbfounded. Seriously, he wasn't sure what he'd hear next anymore. Hiei took up the slack, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," he whispered. "Yes," he repeated with more confidence, "yes, I'm sure."

Yusuke recovered from his dumbfoundedness enough to kiss those blushing cheeks, husking out, "I love you," and kissing Kurama fully on the lips, his arms tightening around both of them. Hiei had the presence of mind to look around the room. They'd been interrupted too many times already, he thought, and I'm sure you agree.

Let's take this moment to describe the room. As I said before, it was a largish room, resembling a vault, steel grey walls bare of any adornment. Actually, that's all that can be said about the room, except on one wall, there was a door. A door that would give them a modicum of privacy.

Hiei stepped away from the two. Surprised, the other two broke their kiss to look at him. He gestured at the door. "In there. It's too open here and I don't want Koenma walking in on us again."

Y'know the effect that cold water is supposed to have? Those words had pretty nearly the same effect, but not on who you'd expect.

"Fuck," Yusuke stepped back from the two. "We can't do this here. Not now."

Kurama protested, "Please…please…I need…I want…I need…" Shall I paraphrase? He'd made his decision and was in no mood to be denied what he'd asked for. His brain was functioning in a very nonlogical, very emotional way. If Yusuke and Hiei didn't give him what he'd asked for, that is, to make love to him, his brain was going to file it in the "total rejection" box instead of the "bad time and/or place" box. Now, the other two didn't know all this, nor did they to. They knew they had a panicky redhead who needed reassurance. And neither of them was stupid.

Yusuke stepped forward, back into Kurama's convulsive embrace, bringing his hand up to caress the redhead's flushed cheek while Hiei nuzzled into his neck. Yes, Hiei, the non-touchy one, nuzzled. "We love you," the said on the same breath, and Yusuke continued, "and we don't want to be interrupted again. You mean too much to us for that."

Wouldn't it be just too cruel for the door to open just now? Now, when we've reached such a critical moment, for life to throw just that much more at our boys. Do you think they'd recover? What about the person who interrupted them? And me? Would I survive your ire? No, my dear reader, the only interruption is from me. And now we know the answer to the questions I first asked. Our history is beginning its end. And I'll shut up now.

Yusuke's words, their gestures, affection and reason began to reach Kurama's mind, calming him. He took a couple of deep breaths, releasing his death grip around the two. "I know," he finally whispered.

Hiei kissed his neck, "Let's see what's behind that door." He straightened up, looking Kurama levelly in the eyes. "If it's a useable room, we'll continue. If not," he grinned a little, "the very first minute we get, you're ours!"

Kurama's eyes widened in surprise. "And if…if I change my mind?" his voice was unsteady, but he managed a small grin to show he was teasing.

"Not allowed," Hiei countered, kissing those slightly smiling lips before he stepped back. "Let's see what it is."

The door was unlocked, but when they opened it, Yusuke quickly declared, "That's not useable!" to which Hiei agreed, though his mind didn't rule out later. The jaw dropping, eye bugging noise for Kurama, please. So, what was behind the door? Well, you remember Koenma's love interest? Yeah, Botan. Remember her job? Information withdrawal, or, more plainly, torture. Can we leave it at she loves her work and takes it home with her? Or leave it that Karasu would have really liked the room? How about we just add the Spanish Inquisition had nothing on Botan? I think that's enough. If you want more, I direct you to the Marquise. If you don't know, then you're happier that way. Trust me.

Point is, Kurama was calm enough now that the delay was filed in the "bad time and/or place" box in his head. So, ardor cooled for now, the three sat with the door out of their line of sight. Kurama sat with his back against the wall, Hiei in his lap, Yusuke next to him. Thus, they waited, occasionally kissing, mostly just waiting. I should have mentioned earlier that the doors and walls were sound-proofed, so they couldn't hear what was going on. They also had no way of keeping track of time. Eventually, the toll of the day, of the weekend set in and they drifted off to sleep.

A/N: I'm so mean to you? I meant to gripe about it yesterday, but I killed a pen writing this story...seriously...since last Thursday...I totally used up a pen! It died! And I liked it too...it was new...and mahagony...someone told me it looked like I was writing with blood...but I liked it! and I killed it! I have nothing else really to say at the moment...I wanna finish chapter 14...which I partailly hand wrote in black ink...I dislike writing in black ink, but it's the only pen I had pout Anyways...my darling reviewers, I thank you!