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Kurama went about setting up guest futons throughout the house he shared with his fire demon koi and made dinner for the boys that were staying with them for the night. Koenma took the two demons aside as the humans got ready for bed. "We have to work on this right away, you realise that, right?"

"Of course," Kurama looked back at the living room where most of his guests were asleep. "We have to help them. And if what you told us is true, we have to be ready for this mysterious enemy to attack again."

Koenma nodded. "It would be a good idea to train the boys to fight. Let them find their powers and cultivate them. It could be several days before we can do anything, we have to keep their minds occupied or they may try something . . . unwise."

Hiei was scowling in thought. "I can't figure something out," he said at last. "How is it that these boys – specifically the tantei's descendants – were involved as much as they were in the war in Ningenkai?"

Koenma let out a sigh, revealing that Hiei had struck on something big. "Well, you're right that it's no coincidence. But, I think that's something for later. Right now you need to worry about the mission at hand. Deal?"

Hiei scowled, grabbing for the god as he disappeared. "Stupid brat, answer my question!" But Koenma was already gone and Hiei was left yelling at thin air. He turned to Kurama with the distinct feeling he was missing something important.

The redhead had already gone into the living room of their small home where the boys had already fallen asleep. He bent, covering Duo with a blanket and then stood in silence watching him. Hiei came up to him hesitantly. "Love?"

"He looks just like him."

"But he's not. He can't be, Koenma would have told us. Kurama . . ."

"I know it's not really him. But I miss him. Hiei, I miss him so much." Kurama knelt, burrying his face in Hiei's chest. They stayed that way for a while before moving to their own bed to fall into blissfull sleep.

--Flashback--

"Is this really what you want? Hiei, don't let me force you into it."

"Fox, this is my choice too. I'm ready for this." The fire demon kissed Kurama deeply to prove his point.

"We must see Koenma then. And pray he goes along with this."

The two demons went to the Reikai, determined to get what they wanted from the godling. Koenma greeted them in his office with a smile. "What can I do for two of my favorite youkai?"

Hiei looked away from the god, a slight blush creeping over his cheeks. Seeing his lover's discomfort, Kurama took the initiative. "Koenma-sama. We . . . we have a favor to ask of you."

The toddler's eyebrow arched. "Yes? What is it?"

"We . . . uh . . ." Kurama faltered. This was indeed a lot more embarrissing than he thought it would be. "We . . ."

"We want a child." Hiei sudenly overcame his bout of shyness and locked Koenma with his most serious gaze.

The god seemed taken aback. "A . . . child? But, you're both male."

"Infant ruler, master of the obvious. That is why we came to you!"

Kurama set a hand on Hiei's shoulder. "Polite. We need his help, don't insult him." He turned his gaze to Koenma. "Please, Koenma-sama, will you help us?" Kurama bowed deeply and after a moment, Hiei bowed as well.

Koenma still seemed stunned. "Well, I guess it wouldn't be that bad. I mean, you certainly deserve it . . ."

"After all we've done for you, you know we deserve it!"

"Hiei, be polite!"

Hiei grumbled. "What I mean is, we've done a lot for you, Koenma-sama. Don't you think you could do us this one little favor? Please?"

Koenma nodded with a great deal of reluctance. If it was important enough to them for Hiei to actually keep his manners in check. . . "All right. I'll ask my father. We do owe you after all. Come back tomorrow."

The rest of the day was spent in nervous anticipation as the lovers worried over whether Enma-daioh would agree or not. The next morning they went back almost as soon as the sun had risen, unable to wait any longer. Again Koenma greeted the two tantei with a smile.

Kurama hardly waited for the door to close before asking. "Well? What's the good news?"

Koenma held up one hand to silence the anxious fox. "Calm down, Kurama. I have someone I want you two to meet." The godling stood and walked to the other side of his office. He turned around and looked at the pair still standing motionless. "Well, come on!"

Kurama and Hiei followed and stood quietly as Koenma held up a small basket. "Here he is."

Kurama's eyes widened and he drew in a shakey breath. Two huge, indigo eyes stared up at the fox while tiny hands reached up towards him. Carefully, the fox lifted the tiny boy. "He's gorgeous."

Hiei's eyes shone with adoration for the infant that was tangling himself in Kurama's hair. "Koenma-sama. Thank you."

Koenma smiled at the fire demon's actual show of respect. "My father used a bit of each of your power to do this. He truly is your son. Go introduce him to his life."

Hiei smiled and took his son. Kurama beemed, wrapping Koenma in a tight hug. "Thank you so much, Koenma-sama. We owe you big time."

The three got along remarkably well. It seemed the new addition was just what the two lovers needed in their lives. However, not more than a week passed before their new little world shattered. Kurama returned home from shopping and smelled something strange on the wind. He sniffed the air, trying to place the odd odor. His eyes widened in recognition. It was a powerful sedative, one he often used himself.

The baby.

Kurama burst into the house, running straight to the small nursery. Hiei was coughing from the floor, only just waking up, it seemed. He spotted his love and had to fight back tears. "Kurama . . . I couldn't stop him."

It was too much. Kurama burst into tears, running to Hiei and burrying his face. The two didn't move for a long time. It was weeks before either of them left the house.

--End--

"What did you want to talk to me about?"

Koenma looked at Duo, who was dangling by his knees from a tree branch and munching on a treat Kurama had prepared specially for him. "It's about your ancestry, Duo."

The braided boy arched his eyebrow and swallowed the bite of food. "Didja figure it out?" He swayed slightly, causing his braid to drag a trail in the dirt below his head.

"Oh, I never had any doubt about it. But I couldn't tell you with everyone there. This is serious Duo."

"You aren't going to tell the others?" Duo flipped down to the ground, natural grace landing him on his feet. "Shouldn't they know?"

"If you decide to tell them, then you can do it." Duo kept quiet, sensing the tension in the toddler god. "You should really sit down for this."

Well, I told you I'd get the next chapter up, right? Not much substance to this one, but some really nice back story. Compliment me on my backstory! Er...or not. Whatever. But do please review. The next chapter should be up in only a few days, I promise.