Kurama thought for several moments. What could this man possibly have that Kurama did not already? He didn't want anything really, except to get that know the man better. "How about your name," asked Shuichi.
Dark and sweaty, he nodded. "Ready?" Kurama nodded back, saying he was indeed ready.
At first they were evenly matched. Each punch Hiei threw Kurama could block and vise versa. Hiei saw a stick next to his own feet, he picked it up and swung it at Kurama. The prince dogged several swings but one grazed his cheek making his bleed slightly.
It was then that Kurama decided to use the martial arts training he had as a boy up until now.
Suddenly Hiei noticed that Kurama had become faster, hit harder, and moved with more ease. He was having a slight trouble keeping up so he decided to end the fight now with his best move. Tossing the stick to his side Hiei pulled back his arm quickly and attempted to punch Kurama but the prince ducked.
Kurama hit the inside of Hiei's arm. Hard. Bone breaking hard.
"Ah!" Hiei yelled as he grasped his arm and took several steps back. "Damn it!" Hiei exclaimed. He winced in pain as he let go of his arm and charged at Kurama. "Its not over!"
"Yes it is!" Kurama kept his ground, refusing to move, he let Hiei come to him. Just as Hiei was about to be face to face with Kurama he was hit over the head with a glass bottle by a watching villager.
Hiei then would have fallen to the ground but Kurama caught him in this arms. "You did not have to do that." Kurama said, but with a slight smile. Glad he didn't have to hurt the man any longer.
"I've seen this young man kill people, I did not want to see it happen again." Said the villager.
Kurama nodded. He understood. "Well… thank you." Kurama carried his unconscious opponent over his shoulder to his horse. The prince was surprised how sore his body felt from the fight. How worthy, he thought. He even made me bleed… slightly.
Kurama mounted his horse with a man he has yet to get the name of. As he rode away he heard the little town applaud. Perhaps I should tell them I'm the Prince… but he just help ridding.
When he almost reached the castle he felt the young man stir a little. "Humm, huh?" He was awake now, but not truly there… Still a little out of it.
Kurama road into his castle. "Don't try and get off. I hurt your arm, at least let me fix it. Plus… you own me your name." Said Kurama.
He went to the stables to put the horse away. He helped the young man down, who was still a little dizzy from the hit on his head. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect the villager to hit you."
This seemed to surprise Hiei. They are all going to die for this, he thought. Hiei pulled a small piece of glass from his hair as Kurama lead the way to the inside of the castle. "What are we doing here?" Asked the young man, curious.
Kurama thought, was it worth telling him? Ah, yes, first things first. "Kurama stopped and turned to face him. "The deal, your name please sir." Said the Prince, being all formal.
"Hiei."
"Hiei?"
"Hiei."
"Okay."
They walked to a small room filled with many odd things that Hiei had not seen before. Kurama reached into a cabinet and pulled out a small role of white cloth. "How's your arm? Let me see it." The Prince reached out for Hieis arm but Hiei pulled away.
"Fine." He said, clutching it hard as if to stop the pain. "Why are we in a castle?"
"Give me your arm and I'll tell you."
Hiei gave up his arm to his curiosity. "Your arm is fractured. You can stay here while it heals Hiei."
Hiei sat down on a chair that Kurama pointed out as Kurama bandaged his arm. Remember that they didn't have casts… in medieval times… if so… then… whatever
"No thanks." Hiei said, but then he remembered his question. "You didn't answer my question."
Kurama sighed. "I am… I'm…"
"YOUNG PRINCE!" yelled another young man who just came into the room. "What are you doing in here? And who is this? We've been worried. Your outing took longer than usual! You've missed your lessons! And the young woman who have come to be chosen by you. Can't you just pick one?"
Kurama sighed once again. "Hiei, I'm the Prince and this is.. My…"
"Advisor. You may address me as Sir Kuo."
"Heh, I doubt it." Said Hiei as Kurama kept dressing his arm. Kurama gave a slight grin to Hieis comment that made Kuo flush with anger.
"He likes to talk a lot. Truly worried about me though. I'm fine Kuo. This is Hiei, treat him with even more respect than you give me, understand?"
Hiei was surprised. Why would a prince be so nice to him?
"Young Prince, you must find a bride…"
"You can not rush love Kuo." The prince smiled at him, and finished dressing Hiei's arm. He held out his hand to help Hiei stand but Hiei pushed it away.
Kurama smiled. It was interesting to see that Hiei wanted to take care of himself and not be helped by anyone else. He was proud… very proud. Kurama liked that about him, it made him interesting. Very interesting.
"Let me show you do your room." Kurama exclaimed. "This way please Hiei." Kurama lead the way out of the room leaving Kuo behind.
Hiei was slightly confused. He had to ask, had to know, had to stop wondering… "Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?" Asked Kurama.
"Giving me a room to stay in, bandaging me arm. You're a prince…" Hiei was lead into a room with a big bed and extra cloths.
"I can't be nice?" He turned and looked into Hieis eyes and smiled, truly meaning that he wanted to be nice.
"I don't need you."
"I know."
"I don't want any of this."
"I know."
"I don't like you."
"I know."
"Then why-"
Kurama cut him off. "This is my room so sleep tight. I'll see you in the morning. I asked for your name and you gave it to me Hiei. Just stay till your arm heals.. What have you got to lose?"
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