Hiei was nervous, anxious, excited as he stared in the mirror over his bathroom sink. He'd been released from the hospital just before noon and had spent almost an hour pacing until Yukina made him drink some chamomile tea. He then managed to sleep for a while, waking about an hour before sunset. He took a shower, his hands shaking when he thought about what he intended to do that night. He was still a virgin, his scars making him too self-conscious before. But, he more than lusted after Yusuke and Kurama. The redhead had also showed him that he didn't care about the scars, and with the vampires, he didn't care either. He'd surprised himself when he'd asked the redhead to help him, but no where near as much as he enjoyed himself. He brushed his hands down the front of his black button up shirt once more. He had one more night off work, courtesy of Yukina telling Genkai he needed it. He smiled into the mirror and it looked more like he was snarling. He sighed, letting his head fall forward, trying to relax a moment before he shook himself lightly and looked up again. That was better. He didn't look scared to death. There was a knock on the door and he moved to the doorway of his room, "Who is it?"

"It's Kurama," the answer came and Hiei's stomach clenched and his heart raced. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves and walked to open the door, revealing the redhead standing in the hallway wearing a deep blue shirt embroidered with a dragon worked in blue and gold thread, black pants, and a single red rose in his hand. He proffered the flower and Hiei accepted it, bemused. "Roses are the flower of love, red the color of passion," the redhead supplied.

Hiei smiled and laughed a little nervously, "I have nothing to offer in return but myself."

"That is more than I could ask for," Kurama returned, smiling.

Hiei felt heat rising to his cheek and looked down at the flower in his hand, "Do you want to come in while I put it in some water?" His eyes came up when Kurama took the flower from him again.

"Have you ever been kissed by a rose?" the redhead asked. Hiei shook his head and Kurama stepped into the apartment, closing the door behind him. He brushed the blossom along Hiei's forehead, down his temple and across his cheek, repeating the stroke on the other side of his face. He then brushed Hiei's eyes and the slayer closed them, his lips parted, waiting. The flower felt like lips brushing his skin, silky and alive, leaving his skin tingling where it'd been and wanting where it hadn't. Kurama brushed the flower across his nose and chin before ghosting it across his lips. He tried to gasp in surprise when the redhead claimed his mouth but the noise came out a groan of pleasure. His hand came up and brushed Kurama's cheek, sliding into his hair as their tongues caressed each other. Kurama pulled back, panting, resting his forehead on Hiei's. His eyes were dark with desire as he watched Hiei's eyes slowly open. "My Master wants to talk before we go further, Hiei. We should go." He leaned against the wall, watching Hiei walk into the kitchen, listening as a cupboard opened and water ran.

Hiei was about to join Kurama when his hand went to his collar. "I forgot. I'll be right back," he muttered, fiddling with the clasp behind his neck while keeping his cross in his shirt. He'd put it on automatically when they'd returned it upon releasing him from the hospital. He stepped into his bathroom and opened the mirror, pulling out a box to put it in. In the box was a necklace that had belonged to his mother and his other relatives had not liked so he'd been allowed to keep it. His father had given it to her when Hiei was born, so it was from both of them. It was a gold chain with three round stones, one pale blue, his mother's favorite color, one black, to represent his father, and one red, in the middle, representing him. He remembered his mother telling him his father had said the three of them were complete with each other. He put it on and smiled. The chain was shorter than his cross so the stones rested in the hollow of his throat. He returned to the hallway, "I had my cross on. It wouldn't be good for tonight."

Kurama's eyes caught the necklace and he looked questioningly at Hiei. "It was my mother's, a gift from my father when I was born," Hiei supplied.

Kurama smiled softly and asked, "Would they be happy for you?"

Hiei paused in putting on his shoes and thought about it a moment, "I remember them saying they wanted me to be happy."

"Are you happy?"

Hiei finished putting on his shoe before answering, "I'm getting there, yes."

"We want you to be happy, too, Hiei." Kurama's finger lightly touched the stones. "We want you to be happy," he repeated, his voice thick.

Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama, "I'm getting there, Kurama." He leaned his head against the taller man's chest and sighed when Kurama wrapped his arms around him. "I've just never let myself be happy before so it's going to take a little bit, okay?" He tipped his head up to look at Kurama.

Kurama's eyes were soft, full of love, his hand coming up to caress Hiei's cheek, "We'll help you." He brushed his lips lightly against Hiei's forehead, "Let's go. My Master is waiting."

Reluctantly, Hiei pushed away from Kurama and pulled his keys out of his pocket. Yukina was in the hallway when they stepped out of his apartment, her kitten on her shoulder. She smiled at the two, "Have a good night."

"I'm sure we will," Kurama answered. Hiei blushed and turned to lock the door, his hands shaking again. Yukina retreated in her apartment and Kurama turned to face Hiei. "You've never done this before, have you?" he whispered, watching the slayer's nervous trembling. "Never done anything like last night either?"

"No," Hiei whispered, his eyes focused on the lock. "But, I want to, with both of you, tonight." He turned to look at the redhead, challenging him.

"I wasn't suggesting we wouldn't, but it helps us to know, so we can be gentle at first." Kurama caught Hiei's hand as he stepped away from the door, still talking just above a whisper, "We don't want to hurt you, and some of the things we do to each other could hurt you because you're not used to them."

Hiei wanted to squirm, but he forced himself to stay calm, "What do you mean?" They walked down the stairs, and continued walking, ignoring the car.

"Well, Yusuke takes me with out preparing me." He glanced at Hiei and saw the look of confusion. "Without being stretched, the muscles around your anus can tear, but I'm used to it so I can make my muscles relax without being stretched."

The desire to squirm was becoming stronger, but Hiei asked his next question, "What is involved?"

"One of us will use our fingers to help your muscles relax and get your body used to being entered." Kurama's voice was matter of fact and soft enough to exclude everyone else on the sidewalk. A few people stared at the two walking hand in hand, but most ignored them.

Hiei stopped walking, looking away from Kurama, trying to breathe around the tightness he felt in his chest. "You mean you're going to stick your fingers up my ass?" he asked, his voice tense.

"Yes," Kurama replied. "Otherwise, we could hurt you and we don't want to do that." The redhead watched the slayer a moment longer, "Does that really bother you?"

"I guess…I just hadn't thought about it in that much detail." Hiei looked up at the sky, a few stars visible through the haze of light pollution. A long moment passed, the two standing in silence. Very softly, Hiei asked, "Tell me more, Kurama."

"We'll start out slowly with you, but we do enjoy things like bondage and a little bit of pain. Tonight, we were planning on …"

"Don't tell me about tonight, tell me in general."

Kurama sighed and wrapped his arms around Hiei. The slayer allowed this but continued to watch the sky. "Usually, Yusuke penetrates me. Sometimes, we switch. We were going to give you a choice of who you wanted to penetrate you, if you wanted to, and who you would penetrate."

Hiei's eyes came to Kurama's, "Does it feel good?"

Kurama tipped his head to the side, "At first, it may feel weird, and may hurt a little, but yes, it feels incredible. You enjoyed last night, right?"

Hiei nodded, then observed, the lilt of his voice making it a question, "You're nervous too?"

"A little bit, yes," Kurama conceded.

This surprised Hiei, "Why?"

"Because I want tonight to be special for you. I want you to enjoy yourself a lot."

Hiei's arm went around Kurama's neck and he pulled the redhead down, bringing their lips together. "Tonight is special for me, Kurama."

Kurama brushed his lips against Hiei's and held his hand again, "Let's go, then. My Master is waiting."

"What did he want to talk about?" Hiei asked.

"He's been doing research. I'm not sure. He's not sharing with me." This last bordered on a pout.

"Shame on him," Hiei said in a mock-serious tone.

Kurama laughed, "We should punish him."

Hiei laughed nervously, "Let's save it for later, though. When I've got the hang of things more?"

"You never have to do anything you're uncomfortable with, Hiei," Kurama reassured him.

"I know, but one thing at a time."

"Absolutely," the redhead agreed. They were almost to the café and made the rest of the walk in silence.

Yusuke was sitting on a couch that had been recently added to his office wearing an open white button up shirt and black pants without shoes. Hiei felt unaccountably nervous as he walked in behind Kurama. The redhead went over and whispered into Yusuke's ear while Hiei stood in the doorway. Yusuke looked at the redhead who nodded, then over to Hiei. "Omoimono?"

"Yes?" Hiei's voice sounded breathy to his ears. Suddenly, it was real, he was really going to have sex with the two of them. He swallowed and ran his hands along his pants.

"Come and sit with me. We have much to discuss." Yusuke smiled and leaned against the arm of the couch, relaxed, somehow making Hiei feel his nerves were unnecessary without making him feel silly for them. He walked across the room and sat in the middle of the sofa, almost but not quite touching Yusuke. "Do I make you uneasy?"

Hiei thought a moment, keeping his eyes on the floor, "A little, yes."

"Does Kurama?"

"Not as much, but a little," Hiei's voice was soft still not looking at the vampire.

"Kurama said you are a virgin?" Hiei nodded, but made no verbal answer. Yusuke leaned closer to Hiei and the slayer looked at him. Yusuke brushed his fingers through Hiei's hair at his temples, "We don't have to do anything, omoimono."

Hiei leaned into Yusuke, bringing his hand up to touch his cheek, "I want to." Hiei pulled Yusuke a little and their lips met. Hiei leaned into Yusuke's body, and Yusuke wrapped his arms around the smaller man, pulling him closer. Their tongues met, sliding over each other, caressing, neither seeking dominance.

Yusuke pulled back. "You do know how to use your tongue. What's your secret?" he teased.

"I'm a virgin, not a monk," Hiei countered. "I've done some kissing, but nothing else, really." He blushed, "Until last night, anyways."

"There was something you wanted to tell him, Master," Kurama broke in.

Yusuke looked over his shoulder, "You got to walk him here and I can taste you in his mouth."

"But you said we couldn't go farther until you explained what you've been hiding from me." The redhead sounded very much like he wanted to pout but was trying not to.

Smiling, Yusuke looked down at the slayer who still rested against his chest, "I think he's pouting."

"I think he wants to join in," Hiei smiled at the redhead and then at Yusuke. "What did you want to tell me?" he pushed himself up a little.

"Join us, Kurama. What I have to say seems to affect you, too."

"Me, Master?" Kurama asked, his voice bemused as he moved to sit next to Hiei. The slayer's hand went to his thigh as Yusuke caressed the back of his head.

"Yes, you, Kurama. Do you know why vampires fear necromancers?"

Kurama frowned and shook his head, "I just knew it was. I must admit, it confused me why you wanted Hiei." He glanced apologetically at the smaller man between them.

Hiei was watching Yusuke, however. "Fear necromancers?" he asked.

Yusuke nodded, "It seems that if a necromancer is brought over, they become incredibly strong, maybe even rivaling Shineshifu. But, if a vampire has a necromancer as a human servant, they both become stronger, more dependant on each other than a normal master-servant relationship."

"What do you mean?" Hiei asked, leaning into Kurama a little as the redhead slid closer.

"I mean that normally it would take all four marks before my death would absolutely cause yours and your death most likely cause mine. Because you are a necromancer, though, only two marks are needed. With all four marks, neither of us will be able to be physically separated by more than ten miles for longer than a week without feeling some ill effects. Normally, this isn't an issue."

"Ill effects?" Hiei and Kurama asked as one.

"The texts weren't specific."

"Why does this effect Kurama, too?" Hiei asked, his head resting on the redhead's chest.

Yusuke leaned in and kissed Hiei, lightly brushing his lips against the slayers, "Because your emotions bind him to us, omoimono, as surely as my marks bind us together. Without realizing it, you have marked him as our servant. It is not common for a vampire to have a human servant, usually only masters of cities have them, but for a human to have a vampire servant is almost unheard of."

"How did you find out, Master?" Kurama asked, frowning and trying to accept what he'd just heard.

"Shineshifu was cooperative after I swore not to threaten his position or his son," he grinned. Yusuke sobered quickly, though, looking both Hiei and Kurama in the eye. "The point is, my loves, that if we do this tonight, it is forever, for as long as we all live and that if one of us dies, we all die."

"Isn't it that way already?" Hiei asked softly, his hand coming up to caress Yusuke's cheek.

"Yes, but regret can turn to hate and that is a bitter pill to live with." Yusuke's eyes went to Kurama's face, the redhead's expression almost unreadable. "Kurama?"

Hiei turned around, "Kurama?"

The green eyes traveled between brown and red, "So, now I have two masters?"

"No," Hiei countered, turning more fully to face the redhead. "I don't want you calling me that. Don't call me 'master,' Kurama." He then looked over his shoulder, "This is a lot to dump on us all at once, Yusuke."

"Would you rather I waited until we could have regrets, Hiei?" his voice was sharp, causing both Hiei and Kurama to wince. Yusuke's voice softened, "I'm sorry, my loves, but you needed to know before we went on so you could change your minds before we went too far."

Hiei's eyes sought out Kurama's, a silent conversation between them before he finally said, "Nothing between us has to change, Kurama."

"But, I want it too, Hiei," the redhead's voice was just above a whisper. "If…if you're still willing, that is…" he trailed off, his eyes hopeful.

Hiei's hand went to Kurama's cheek and he drew the redhead towards him. "I'm still willing," he whispered, bringing their lips together. Yusuke's arms wrapped around him as the redhead melted into his kiss, his body seeming to mold itself to Hiei's. Yusuke's lips traced a path through Hiei's wild hair from crown to ear and then down to his neck. Hiei broke his kiss with Kurama to gasp aloud and Kurama's lips traced his cheek to the other side of his neck.

Yusuke's hands caressed Hiei's and Kurama's bodies as the three shifted to be more comfortable on the couch. Hiei brought his legs up, sliding them under Kurama when the redhead lifted his hips and moved so he was lying on his stomach on Hiei without stopping his kisses to the slayer's throat. Yusuke's leg, however, was caught, bent under Hiei's back and was gradually becoming a distraction. Very softly, he suggested, "Why don't we move to the floor?"

Kurama folded himself back onto his heels slowly, a slight pout on his face from having to stop kissing Hiei momentarily. Hiei caressed his cheek and turned to face Yusuke, sitting up to allow him to slide off the couch. He then crawled down, sliding himself between Yusuke's legs and aligned their chests, pressing Yusuke into the floor with his lips. Kurama watched a moment then flowed from the couch behind Hiei, his hands pulling the slayer's shirt out of his pants, caressing the skin of his back with hands and lips. Hiei groaned around Yusuke's tongue in his mouth, feeling Yusuke's hands slide behind his back, pulling the redhead closer to them. Hiei released Yusuke's tongue and kissed a sloppy trail along his cheek to just under his ear. He grunted slightly as he felt Yusuke pull Kurama's head down and felt them kissing around his body.

Hiei was feeling hot, stifled between the two vampires. He slid out from between them and they both looked at him. "Sorry, I couldn't breathe," he answered, bringing his hands up to touch them both.

Yusuke caught his hand, bringing it to his lips, "It's okay. You don't need to apologize."

"I don't want to stop," he murmured, leaning in to kiss Yusuke's shoulder.

"Neither of us suggested it," Kurama whispered, kissing Hiei's cheek. Hiei turned his head and the redhead claimed his lips, languidly sliding his tongue into Hiei's mouth. While maintaining their lip lock, Kurama crawled over Hiei's body so he was lying opposite Yusuke and the brunet vampire began working on Hiei's buttons, exploring each bit of exposed flesh with his lips and tongue. Hiei moaned, his hands going one to each head, tangling in hair and caressing scalps.

As Yusuke made his way down his body, Hiei became more and more aware of the aching of his erection. He was a little surprised at how hard he was and how fast, though that thought didn't have much room or time in his head while Yusuke's lips and tongue traced his scars, tickling the sensitive edges, making Hiei shiver. Kurama's lips left his and the redhead began kissing his cheeks and shoulders, pushing the shirt down and out of his way. Hiei moaned, trying to remain quiet. "It's okay, be as loud as you want," Kurama murmured in his ear, tracing the shell with the tip of his tongue. He groaned loudly as Yusuke brought his hands firmly up his legs from knee to hip and unbuttoned the last button on his shirt. Hiei's hips lifted into the touch and he whined at the lack of contact where he most wanted it.

Yusuke brought his hands to the buttons of Hiei's pants. "Is it okay?" he asked, looking up at Hiei.

"Please," Hiei managed to groan

Yusuke and Kurama proceeded to show Hiei how he could enjoy them and his own body. To say that they enjoyed themselves would be a gross understatement of the fact.

His voice haggard, Hiei whispered, "That was incredible."

"And we've just started with what we want to do with you," Kurama answered, lifting Hiei's hand of his arm and bringing it to his lips.

Hiei looked over at Yusuke, his mind flashing on something the vampire had said earlier, "What did you mean when you said…Koenma was sleeping with the enemy?"

Yusuke propped his head up on his hand, "That's an odd question." Hiei looked away and Yusuke grabbed his chin gently. "I said it was odd, not that I wasn't going to answer. I thought you knew, that's why I didn't say anything."

"Knew what?"

"Vampire executioners are so rare, I thought you'd keep track of each other."

"Sensui was a slayer?" Hiei asked.

"Yeah," Yusuke replied. "He may have more kills to his name than you do, but then, he's a little older than you are, too, even before Koenma made him his servant."

"Oh," Hiei murmured. "But, he's not a necromancer?"

Yusuke shook his head, "No." Slowly, he began caressing Hiei's chest, tracing the edges of his scars.

"Is that why you could draw off me and Kurama through me? Because I'm a necromancer?"

"That's part of it, yes, most of it, yes."

"That's why you said it was possible?"

"But that's not why I want to be with you, Hiei."

"Why, then?" Hiei asked.

"I love you," Yusuke answered as if that should be all that was needed.

"Why do you love me, Yusuke?"

"What do you love about me, Hiei?"

Hiei opened his mouth and nothing came out. He closed his mouth to open it again, "I don't know."

"It's not really fair to ask me that if you can't answer it. Just accept it, my love."

Through this conversation Kurama listened avidly but continued to kiss Hiei's hand, moving his body so the necromancer's arm could rest comfortably while he traced each faint vein up Hiei's arm with his lips and tongue. By the time Yusuke was admonishing Hiei to accept his love, Kurama was at Hiei's shoulder. "And mine," he whispered, kissing Hiei's shoulder, tracing his collarbone.

And, as one good turn deserves another, further demonstrations were required, involving pillows and biting.

The three lay there a long time, struggling to breathe again. Hiei finally managed to speak, though it was in two word phrases. "Get those pillows out from under my ass."

Kurama wasn't ready to move, however, and he would have needed to for the pillows to be moved. "Why?" he whined, nuzzling again into Hiei's neck.

"My back hurts," Hiei groaned, wrapping his arms around the redhead.

Yusuke sat up and slapped the redhead's ass, "Move it. He's gonna be sore enough without his back hurting from you lazing about on him in this position."

Kurama glared tiredly at Yusuke and supported his weight over Hiei's body. While Yusuke pulled the pillows out, Hiei whined, "No one said anything about being sore."

When Hiei's hips rested on the floor again, Kurama moved so that he lay on one side and Yusuke slid along the other. "Hiei," Kurama began, his tone serious, "you're gonna be sore." A yawn broke through, however, elongating the word 'sore.' Kurama looked at the wound on his wrist and offered it to Hiei, "Do you wanna kiss it?"

Hiei brought the wound to his lips while still meeting Kurama's eyes. His tongue came out and he licked the closing edges of the puncture marks. He brought his lips to Kurama's wrist once more and released it. Kurama brought his wrist to his lips, continuing to meet Hiei's eyes as he kissed it. The redhead then relaxed next to Hiei, his eyes closing. Hiei looked expectantly at Yusuke.

"If you kiss mine, Hiei, it will be the fourth mark."

"I'm ready, Yusuke. I love you."

Yusuke allowed Hiei to take his wrist and watched as the slayer began to suckle at the still open wound. "My blood, my bond, my servant. Our lives now joined, our hearts one. I love you," Yusuke intoned, his eyes dark with emotion as he watched Hiei drink from his wrist. When Hiei released his wrist, Yusuke kissed it and relaxed next to the slayer.

Hiei yawned, closing his eyes. It surprised him he didn't feel anything with the last mark. Then, his world shifted. He could feel Yusuke's contentment and satisfaction, and more. He was as aware as Yusuke's body and feelings as he was of his own. His eyes opened and he stared at the ceiling. "It will fade," Yusuke murmured, his eyes closed, and as he spoke, Hiei could feel the sudden awareness begin to fade.

"What is it?" Hiei asked.

"It's what we will feel every time you take my blood," Yusuke murmured.

"We?" Hiei asked.

"Yes," Yusuke returned, his eyes still closed. He yawned, "You're feeling very calm right now, and curious. And sleepy."

"And love," Kurama added, his voice distant.

"And love," Yusuke added.

"Do you feel it with Kurama?" Hiei asked, his eyes getting heavy.

"I feel it," Yusuke answered, "but he doesn't. It normally only works one way, but with us, it works both ways."

"Why us?" Hiei murmured.

"Because you're a necromancer, my love," Yusuke answered. "Now sleep."

Hiei turned to question Kurama, but the redhead's hand found its way to his mouth. "No more questions," the redhead mumbled.

"Okay," Hiei agreed. "I love you two," he said when Kurama released his mouth.

"Good," Yusuke answered, his breathing slowing.

"It's almost dawn," Kurama murmured.

Yusuke's eyes opened again. "Hiei?"

The slayer opened his eyes, "Yeah?"

"I'm sorry, but it's almost dawn. At dawn, we stop…"

"I know, it's okay. I don't want to leave."

"We'll be corpses, basically," Yusuke countered.

"I know, it's okay. I don't want to leave," Hiei repeated.

"You are amazing," Yusuke allowed, kissing the slayer.

"And sexy," Kurama added.

Hiei smiled, "And happy."

"Good," Kurama sighed, stilling as the sun peeked over the horizon.

"Very good," Yusuke agreed, his body stilling next to the slayer's.

Hiei looked between the two a few moments, a bit of panic rising in him. He took a deep breath and reminded himself that he knew this would happen and they would revive later in the day. His body was too exhausted and too sore to move at the moment, anyways. He sighed and allowed sleep to overtake him before he could notice the cooling in his lover's skin. Sunset would mark the beginning of a new life for him, but at the moment all he cared for was reliving the night in his dreams, and, knowing both his lovers, at the earliest possible convenience.

A/N A 20 page chapter reduced to just over 11 pages. It's very sad. The full version is posted in my livejournal. 8216 words cut to 4467…ouch ouch ouch! Here's the full version: http / hcolleen. livejournal. com/ 26125.html (remove the spaces...ah, you know how it works)