There was the soft, steady hum of machines and air movement when Hiei became aware of his environment. A slow steady beep pierced through the hum and there was a sense of talking too far away to be heard properly. His closed eye lids gave him no clue as to the time of day, dim light filtering through them. The bed was hard, his head upraised slightly and the fabric was stiff and scratchy. There was tape on his arm, a needle entering his skin. He opened his eyes and his impression of "hospital" was confirmed.
"Hiei?" Yukina's soft voice reached him and he turned to look at her. "How do you feel?"
He lifted the arm with the tape and needle, examining the IV tubing a moment before answering, "Hungry."
She smiled, "I'll go tell them you're awake."
"Yukina?" he called, stopping her before she reached the door, "How long?"
The answer came from behind him, "About twelve hours, omoimono."
Hiei's head turned, his heart in his throat. The beeping increased in tempo, "Yusuke?"
The master vampire was sitting in an armchair, the redhead curled in his lap, head on his chest. "Yes, Hiei."
Hiei just smiled at the brunet. He then noticed that Kurama hadn't moved, "Kurama?"
"It's not sunset, yet, Hiei. He is too young to wake before sundown."
"Oh," Hiei murmured, his eyes lingering on the redhead's still form nestled in Yusuke's lap. "Is he mad at me?"
Yusuke looked down at Kurama. "I think you two have things you need to work out." He rubbed his cheek against the bright hair, "When he wakes up, I need to return to the café to take care of business, omoimono. You two can talk. The doctors won't release you until tomorrow."
"You're not going to order him, are you?"
"No, he wants to be here."
"You're not mad?"
Before Yusuke could answer, the door opened. Yukina came in followed by a man in scrubs carrying a tray and Kuronue. The man stepped around Yukina, his wavy blonde hair falling across his face as he set the tray down on a table at the foot of the bed, "Hey, I'm Mitari. I'm your nurse tonight. Yukina told me you were hungry, Hiei." He glanced at Hiei and then at the monitors. "If everything stays good, I can take of the leads in an hour and the IV can come out when this bag is finished," he gestured at the stand the tubing connected to. The bag in question was still mostly full.
"How long will that be?" Hiei asked. He hated being strapped down in anyway.
Matari poked at the bag and then turned a knob on the strange box attached to the pole the bag hung from, "About 2 hours." He glanced over the bed to Yusuke and Kurama, his brow wrinkling slightly. "You seem…oddly popular, Hiei. You've had four people in here all day."
Hiei looked around the room and only saw five other people in the room, "There were only three when I woke up."
"Hagiri left a little while before you woke up," Yukina supplied.
"Oh," he answered, his voice uncertain.
"I must feed, omoimono, and you were in no condition to supply."
Hiei glared at the vampire, "I am not a food source."
"No, you aren't, omoimono," Yusuke's eyes were dark with emotion. "You are my servant, only to be used in the most extreme of circumstances. Or when we're making love, if you desire," Yusuke's voice was dark with lust and promise.
Matari choked, "Excuse me." He left the room quickly.
Yusuke tipped his head, watching the fleeing nurse, "It seems he is uncomfortable with us, omoimono. But, Hagiri and Kuronue willingly supply our needs currently. There is no need to concern yourself, omoimono. There are always those who are willing."
Hiei looked at Yusuke, baffled. "But, it hurts like hell."
"No, it doesn't," Kuronue countered, his expression rapt, drawing Hiei's attention. "It's fucking incredible. Better than sex." Hiei looked at him confused. Kuronue's face took on a cast of disbelief. "You really don't know?"
"Know what?"
"Hiei is immune to our powers, Kuronue. We can't take his mind where we want it. He cannot know your pleasure," Yusuke answered
"Pleasure?" Hiei asked, looking between the two.
Yusuke nuzzled Kurama's head again. "He will be awake soon. You could watch him feed." He looked over at Kuronue who shrugged. Yusuke then looked at Hiei, who also shrugged.
"No," came Kurama's voice, muffled in Yusuke's chest and sounding groggy.
Yusuke brushed the flaming locks back from the pale face that was just beginning to move from his chest. "You're awake early, Kurama."
Kurama moved his head so that it was resting on Yusuke's shoulder. "Feels early," he mumbled. He yawned, stretching his body slightly, "Don't want Hiei to watch me feed."
"Why is that?" Yusuke asked, still caressing the red hair.
"He can't experience it, so it's not fair." He looked over at Hiei, smiling tentatively, "How are you feeling?"
"I'll be happier when they get the damn needle out of my arm."
"I'll be happier when you eat," Yukina broke in, pushing the rolling cart closer to Hiei. Hiei grumbled, but Yukina ignored him and worked the buttons to sit the bed up. She looked over at Kurama, who was still resting on Yusuke's shoulder, watching them. "You need to eat, too."
"You're awfully comfortable around them for having just met them," Hiei observed, lifting the cover off his food.
Yukina smiled, "I had a friend, once, who used to go to a vampire den. He took me there a couple of times." Hiei looked shocked, Yusuke interested and Kurama wasn't awake enough to do much more than listen. "I started talking to one of the vampires. We had a lot in common, so we became friends."
"Who?" Yusuke asked.
"Oh," Yukina blushed. "Her name was Koto."
"She liked you, too," Kurama murmured.
"I know," Yukina murmured, "but I was young. She wanted to bring me over, but I wasn't ready." Yukina looked away, "I wasn't ready for a lot of things about myself."
"I…I thought you were going out with Kuwabara?" Hiei asked.
"I am now." Hiei looked at her but she avoided his gaze a moment and then met his eyes, "I have dated women, Hiei. It doesn't matter to me."
"Koto will be happy to hear it," Kurama smiled at her.
She returned his smile, "I could see if Kazuma would mind. I know Koto wouldn't."
Hiei looked at his neighbor again. "That is more than I wanted to know."
She smiled at him and then looked at the clock. "I have a date. Yusuke, you have work. Kuronue, Kurama, to the bathroom, and then you head on out, Kuro."
Yusuke laughed, "I don't think I'll let Koto bring you over. It's not wise for my command of the city."
Yukina laughed, "I'm still not ready to be a vampire, Yusuke." With that she turned and left the room.
"I think I'll be glad for that," Yusuke said. He then pulled Kurama's chin up and kissed the redhead fully. "I love you. Feed. And then…"
"And then Hiei and I will talk," Kurama smiled, his expression a little worried.
Hiei, however, was looking after Yukina still. He settled back to the bed then looked over at the redhead, "Yes, we will talk." His expression was guarded.
Yusuke beckoned Kuronue over and helped the redhead to his feet. Kuronue led the vampire into the bathroom, though Kurama's eyes continued to focus on Hiei. Hiei looked away from Kurama, his eyes on the tray before him. When the bathroom door closed, Yusuke approached Hiei, brushing the slayer's hair back from his forehead, where it'd fallen. "It seems we've found something to tame your hair, omoimono."
"I really hurt him, Yusuke. Can it really be okay again between us?"
Yusuke's hand caressed Hiei's cheek. "It isn't like you to worry so much, omoimono. Just be yourself and I'm sure you'll figure everything out." Yusuke gently brushed his lips against Hiei's and Hiei pulled the vampire into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Yusuke's neck. Yusuke allowed himself to be pulled down, one leg coming up to rest along the bed, moaning in pleasure at the kiss. Reluctantly, he pulled back, resting his forehead against Hiei's. "I need to go. You need to eat, omoimono." He brushed his lips against Hiei's again. "I love you," he whispered, pushing away.
Hiei nodded, allowing Yusuke to leave. Yusuke walked to the door, turning with his hand on the knob. "I'll eat, Yusuke," Hiei reassured him, looking at his tray and then back to the vampire, "and I will talk to him. We will work everything out."
Yusuke smiled, "Send him to me before dawn."
Hiei nodded, "I will." He then turned his attention to his food while Yusuke left the room. His stomach fluttered a bit, but he managed to eat the light dinner. Just as he was finishing, Kurama and Kuronue emerged from the bathroom and Mitari entered from the hall.
Kuronue looked satisfied, content. "I envy you," his sated blue eyes on Hiei.
"Why is that?" Hiei asked.
Kuronue managed a bitter smile through his relaxation, "I have his stomach, I can experience his powers, but you, you have his heart." Hiei's expression was confused and Kuronue shrugged. "I suppose it's better than nothing, isn't it?"
Hiei shrugged, "I don't understand you."
Mitari cleared his throat, looking away. Kurama, looking less pale, looked over at him, "What is it that bothers you?"
"My father left my mother to be…food." His voice was bitter.
"I am sorry, I truly am."
Mitari glared, not looking at Kurama, "Don't bother. It's the way you are. Vampires are that way."
Kurama frowned, even Hiei frowned. "What way?"
Mitari growled, "They don't care who they hurt as long as they get what they want." His glare turned on Hiei, "You know this. You kill them. Why are they in here with you? Why did…why did that other one…say…those things?"
Hiei looked at Mitari and then at Kurama before looking back at Mitari. "I don't know what to tell you, what will make you feel better. I understand how you feel. But…but," his eyes went to Kurama, "I've learned they're not as bad as I thought they were."
"Some are, but there are some we'd like to think have redeeming qualities," Kurama added.
Mitari continued to glare. "It's time to remove the leads," he said, not looking at any one in the room.
"If it will help you feel more comfortable, I will step out of the room," Kurama offered.
Kuronue edged toward the door, trying to blend into the pale green walls. Mitari's eyes fell on him, "Why do you do it?"
"Why do I let him feed off me?" Kuronue asked. Mitari's glare intensified. "I feed him because it makes me feel good. He makes me feel good."
"That's what my father said!" Mitari collapsed against the wall. "That's what my father said," his voice broke.
"Do you want me to lie to you, Mitari?"
Mitari shook his head, his eyes on the floor. "I don't want…I don't want to think about it, but…"
"But what, Mitari?" Kurama asked softly.
Mitari shook his head and pushed away from the wall, "It's time to take off the leads." He walked over to the bed and pulled Hiei's gown up while holding the sheet in place. He pushed a few buttons on the monitor and detached the wires from the adhesive patches on Hiei's chest.
Hiei noticed Mitari's gaze lingering on his scars, "They gave me the chance to kill the vampire that gave these to me, that allowed them to happen, that allowed my parents to die. I don't know about others, but Yusuke…Yusuke and Kurama wouldn't take someone who had other obligations."
Mitari's hands shook, "You talk like you're in love with them." He looked into Hiei's face and didn't wait for the answer. "You love the monsters?" his voice was full of disbelief. "How could you?"
"I got to know them," Hiei answered softly. "I still am getting to know them. And sometimes," his voice dropped, "sometimes, we are more monsterous."
"I don't understand you," the nurse declared, pulling off the adhesive patches. "I don't understand you at all," he repeated, pulling the gown back down and tucking it back under the sheet.
"I don't really, either," Hiei answered. He looked at Kurama, his eyes seeking out the green ones that seemed to be searching for his.
Mitari looked between Hiei and Kurama, uncertainty warring with disgust in his features. "I'll be back when it's time to take out the IV." He turned quickly and left the room, Kuronue slipping out behind him.
"Kurama," Hiei's voice was soft.
"Hiei," the redhead replied.
"I hurt you, I'm more sorry than I can say."
"I hurt you, too."
"I can't say it won't happen again, but…"
"Yukina told us what happened, what was going on. She said your brain was still trying to cope with seeing Bui again and that your memory was overlapping, so you weren't really even responding to us, but your memories of Bui and the revenants."
"Kurama, stop. You don't need to justify my behavior."
"No, I don't, Hiei. I need to tell you so you stop blaming yourself." Kurama walked across the room. "I didn't understand that. You didn't understand that." He rested his hand on Hiei's covered foot, "So, can we be friends again?"
"Is it really that easy?"
Kurama looked down, "I guess not."
"I love you, Kurama."
"I love you, Hiei." Kurama's eyes came back up, "What do we need to do?"
"Do you trust me, Kurama?"
Kurama hesitated, thinking about the question. "Yes," he finally whispered.
"I'm glad you thought about that first." Hiei smiled faintly at the redhead before the expression faltered, "I trust you, too. But, I'm afraid, too."
"I know. I am, too. But, Yusuke believes we can work this out."
Hiei smiled at that, "He's pretty confident, isn't he?"
Kurama nodded, returning the smile, "Yes, that's one of the things that drew me to him."
"It's one of the things that drives me insane," Hiei laughed a little.
"Wanna know a secret?" Kurama leaned in conspiratorially, "Me too." They both laughed and Kurama sat on the bed. "Some times, he just drives me crazy, and not just with lust."
"What do you do, then?" Hiei asked. This was the first time the redhead had ever mentioned anything negative about the brunet. It was both exciting and intriguing, since the man being spoken about was one he desired, and the one telling him was one he wanted, as well.
Kurama glanced down, watching as his hand caressed Hiei's leg. "I get stubborn. I drive him crazy with lust and keep him wanting until he gives in."
"Who is it really in charge of the relationship?" Hiei asked, something he'd been wondering about a lot.
"Neither of us." Hiei's eyebrow lifted at that answer. "We wouldn't be a couple if either one of us was in charge, Hiei. We love each other, Hiei. Yes, he is my Master, but, as he told you, as I told you, that is my choice. Always. He doesn't own me, he doesn't force me. Any time I choose, I could stop calling him Master and he wouldn't question my decision beyond wanting to hear my reason."
Hiei watched as Kurama's hand traveled up and down his leg. "That's good to know, Kurama." His voice was thick with emotion. His eyes met Kurama's again, the emotion intense between them. Kurama leaned forward and Hiei moved to meet them, but they were interrupted by a beeping from the pump and the door opening.
"It's time to take out the IV," Mitari said, avoiding looking at the two as they avoided looking at him and each other. As quickly as possible, the nurse disconnected the pump and removed the needle from Hiei's arm. "I'll be back in two hours to check your vital signs," he muttered.
"I'll be leaving soon," Kurama answered. Hiei looked at him, "I do have things to do and you should rest." Mitari left the room,
"Yusuke told me to make sure you got home before sun rise," Hiei's voice held a question.
Kurama stood, bent over Hiei and brushed their lips together very lightly, "I really do have things to do, Hiei. I also don't want us doing anything that we'll regret in any way."
"I want to be with you, Kurama," Hiei's arms went around the redhead's neck, holding him close.
"Just me, Hiei?" Kurama didn't pull away, but he didn't follow Hiei's urging to move closer.
Hiei allowed his grip to relax, "No. I want both of you."
Kurama smiled, "Have you ever thought about one of us without the other?"
Hiei looked away from the too knowing green eyes, "No."
Kurama's hand came up to hold his chin, "I'm glad you told me that, Hiei." Kurama pressed his lips firmly into Hiei's, holding his chin while he claimed the slayer. Hiei's arms returned around Kurama's neck, his fingers running up into the flaming red hair, caressing the redhead's scalp. Kurama's hand slid into Hiei's hair and his tongue into the slayer's mouth, exploring it languidly.
Kurama broke their kiss, both of them panting. "I love you, Hiei. We'll be at the café tomorrow night." He stood up, "I love you."
Hiei grabbed the redhead's wrist, bringing his hand down to his sheet covered erection, "What am I supposed to do with this?" he asked, his eyes dark with lust.
Kurama smirked a little, "Well, I could make sure the door doesn't open and you could handle it yourself."
"That's not what I want, Kurama."
The redhead's hand caressed the lump of flesh that was warm even through the layers of fabric, "Well, then, what it you want, Hiei?"
Hiei rocked his hips into Kurama's hand. "I want you to help me," he groaned.
Kurama leaned forward, his hand continuing to work as his other hand came up to support his body. "How do you want me to help you, Hiei?"
Hiei groaned, holding both the redhead's wrists, rocking into his firm caresses, "I want you to help however you want to, Kurama."
The redhead bent down, nuzzling into Hiei's neck, kissing when Hiei tipped his head away to expose the column. His lips traced a path up Hiei's neck to his ear, "Hand or mouth?"
Hiei groaned again, turning his head to capture the redhead's lips. Kurama avoided him, "Answer me, Hiei, or I'll stop."
"Mouth," Hiei groaned out, moaning when Kurama allowed his mouth to be captured. Very carefully, Kurama moved onto the bed, shoving the tray out of the way with his hip. His hands moved, going to support his body as he moved Hiei's legs to allow himself to kneel between them. Hiei whimpered at the loss of contact to his shaft, but was distracted from that loss when Kurama began kissing down his neck, lightly teasing the skin with his fangs. Kurama's hands worked to push down the sheet and pull up Hiei's gown, caressing Hiei's torso
Kurama's lips moved to Hiei's chest and the slayer gasped. "Hush, Hiei," Kurama reprimanded before returning to trace the scar on Hiei's chest with his lips and tongue.
"Feels good, Kurama," Hiei whispered back, his voice thick with groans of pleasure.
"Here," Kurama whispered, slipping his fingers into Hiei's mouth. One of Hiei's hands went to hold Kurama's wrist while the other tangled in the red hair. Kurama's lips found one of the slayer's nipples and Hiei arched into his mouth, sucking harder on the digits in his mouth, his tongue exploring ridges and joints. Kurama groaned and he moved quickly down Hiei's abdomen, his tongue tracing over the scars, circling Hiei's navel, then rapidly swallowing Hiei's erection to the root.
Hiei's body convulsed. He wanted to scream but fought himself. He sucked harder on Kurama's fingers, trying to draw the redhead into his mouth. His hand in Kurama's hair fisted, white knuckled in the fiery locks. He released Kurama's fingers, panting harshly, his voice higher pitched. Kurama's hand moved to cover his mouth while the redhead set up a quick rhythm along his shaft, tracing the large vein firmly with his tongue, his fangs brushing lightly against the sensitized skin. Hiei tried to draw in enough air to scream, but Kurama's hand prevented him. He felt light headed, need pressing his body, causing his hips to move into the redhead's mouth. Kurama adjusted and slid his free hand along Hiei's body, slipping it under Hiei's balls and pressing against his opening with the flat of his finger. Hiei's eyes rolled back into his head as his body tensed and shook with an intense orgasm. Kurama swallowed quickly, moaning as he became aware of his own arousal and need for release.
When Hiei collapsed into the bed, Kurama let his spent shaft slip out of his mouth while he remained bent over, panting, letting his hand slide off Hiei's mouth. Hiei stared at the ceiling, dazed, his hand caressing Kurama's hair. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice haggard.
Kurama pulled down Hiei's gown and slid the sheet up to cover it. "It was my pleasure."
Hiei managed to roll his head to look at the redhead, his eyes traveling his body lazily. "You're hard," he pointed out.
Kurama carefully maneuvered off the bed, "Yes, but I want to share your taste with Yusuke." He bent and kissed Hiei fully on the mouth, though his tongue remained within his own. "We'll see you tomorrow night?" he asked softly.
"You're welcome to come over to my apartment, both of you, if we'll have more privacy there." Hiei's hand caressed the redhead's cheek.
"We'll have plenty of privacy at the café, and more room. And the walls are soundproofed." Hiei's eyebrows traveled up his forehead. Kurama smiled, "I've been known to out scream a banshee."
"I can't wait to hear it," Hiei murmured, his eyes closing. "Good night," he mumbled, the words swallowed by a yawn.
Kurama watched Hiei sleep a moment before moving toward the door. "Good night, my love," he whispered, adjusting his clothes before stepping out into the hall. Mitari glared and him and he nodded to the nurse, leaving quickly.
He was at the café less than five minutes later, in Yusuke's office, kissing the master vampire deeply, pressing his body against the brunet's. Yusuke took a moment before wrapping his arms around the redhead, surprised at the urgency of the redhead's greeting. He'd been walking between his desk and the filing cabinet when the redhead entered and was also a bit winded from being almost thrown through the wall. He sucked on the redhead's tongue when it invaded his mouth, moaning at the difference in the flavor. Kurama's hands tore at Yusuke's clothes, at his own clothes, struggling to bare them as quickly as possible when Yusuke pulled him back, "Breathe. Tell me…"
"He wants us both, Master," Kurama panted, trying to get back to Yusuke's mouth.
"I know. What happened?" Kurama went limp in Yusuke's hold, pouting. "Is it him I taste in your mouth?"
Kurama grinned, "Do you like it?" He moved his body closer to Yusuke when the master relaxed his grip. His green eyes sparkled with mischief and lust as he moved his body along Yusuke's.
Yusuke grinned, "You two taste very good together." He kissed the redhead, his tongue sliding into Kurama's mouth, exploring the warm cavern, savoring the mixed flavors, one familiar and one enticingly new. Kurama's hands again fought with his clothing. Yusuke pulled back, "That needy, Kurama?"
"Please, Master, please, please," Kurama's voice was thick with lust, his body hot, rocking against Yusuke's.
"What would you like, my love?" Yusuke asked, caressing Kurama's ass through his pants.
"I want your dick in my ass. I want you to fuck me into the floor. I want it now!"
"I love it when you're bothered so much, Kurama.," Yusuke murmured, sliding his hands under the redhead's pants as Kurama managed to unfasten them. "But, what if I want to take my time?"
Kurama whined, "Please, don't play that way, Yusuke." The brunet's eyebrows went up and Kurama purred, nuzzling into Yusuke, "Master, please don't make this lowly one suffer."
Yusuke's hands slid up Kurama's back, pulling his shirt up to his shoulders and then pulling the fabric down his arms to his elbows, binding the redhead's arms. "Suffer? Is my affection so awful, Kurama?" Kurama had denied them both any release while Hiei recovered from the council's meeting.
Kurama tried to wrap his arms around Yusuke only to find they wouldn't move. "Please, Master. That is not what this one meant. This one's desire for his Master is so great that it is suffering to not be joined to his master."
Yusuke chuckled, pulling the redhead away from him by his shirt, "Is that so? And here, I thought you were just horny."
"Please, Master," the redhead was near tears.
"I should make you suffer, Kurama." Yusuke's eyes were warm as they traveled the redhead's body. The redhead was about to beg again, when Yusuke continued, "I should, but I won't…much. On your knees." Yusuke released the shirt and Kurama fell to his knees gracefully, pushing off his shirt and bringing his hands up to unfasten Yusuke's pants. "No," Yusuke swatted the hands away.
"Master?"
"Hands and knees, Kurama." Green eyes pleaded with him for a different answer, but he leaned against the wall, arms crossed, waiting for Kurama to comply. "I though you wanted to be joined with me, Kurama?"
"My Master is too sharp," Kurama groused, turning on his knees, pulling down his pants and bending over to rest his hands on the floor. He preferred to see Yusuke when they made love. That's not to say he didn't enjoy being taken from behind, but this position didn't allow him any freedom to touch Yusuke.
"Your master doesn't have as long as he'd like to show you just what he wants to do with you," Yusuke countered, pulling down his pants.
Kurama looked over his shoulder, "But, tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow, we will have all night."
"Hiei will come," Kurama smiled hungrily.
"Many times, if I have my way," Yusuke knelt behind Kurama, running his hands along the bared flesh, "as will you." He thrust into Kurama's body.
Kurama's head arched back and he cried out, screaming his pleasure, panting. His body shook, adjusting to Yusuke's erection in his ass, trying to stay up on his hands when his arms wanted to give out on him, collapse under his weight. Yusuke's hand tangled in his hair, pulling his head back, keeping him up, while the other wrapped around his waist, caressing his balls and shaft. "Scream for me, love. Let the world know your pleasure," Yusuke murmured, setting up a bruising pace. Kurama's voice echoed in the office, bouncing off walls and furniture, seeking an outlet, his cries harsh as Yusuke pounded into him, pulling his hair, squeezing his shaft. His vision went white, sparkling with black shimmers, his voice dissolving to a whine as his body shook with pleasure. He was vaguely aware of Yusuke grunting, thrusting hard into his body then stopping, shuddering.
Yusuke released the red hair and Kurama fell to his side, hair covering his face, his eyes closed while he tried to breathe. Yusuke sat on his heels and licked his hand, cleaning Kurama's seed off as he watched the redhead recover. When the green eyes opened and managed to focus on him after a few seconds of trying, he smiled, "I think that's the fastest we've ever come, my love."
Kurama made an attempt at a smile but his face didn't want to cooperate fully with him. "It…I needed you, my Master."
Yusuke caressed the redhead's thigh, "Did you need me because you had him?"
Kurama lazily pushed his hair off his face, "I think, like him, I need both of you."
Yusuke kissed Kurama's hip, "I think that may have helped." He grinned, "I can't wait for tomorrow night, my love."
Kurama managed to smile, "Neither can I, Master."
A/N This probably should have been edited...but, it's only really two paragraphs...and...well...has been something of a drought. Next chapter...will be massively edited to fit here...I mean massively...like litterally chopped in half...snick wince I hate editing...especially that much editing...sigh
