Beauty and the Bassist

By: SanguineFox

Disclaimer: I have no real contol over the charcters in Yu Yu Hakusho. If I did, there would be more scenes between Hiei and Kurama... and they'd more than likely be making out... and naked.

Warning: Still only PG-13, but heavier rating for future chapters I think.

Author's Note: Sorry this took so long, I've been trying to rewrite the fight scene, and finally gave, I'm not meant to write action scenes. Oh well...

Chapter 3: And the Winner is…?

"Let's say that we have a bit of fun, eh?"

"What are you getting at?"

"How about a fight? You and me. If I win," he leaned in close to Hiei's ear to whisper, "I get a kiss."

Ruby eyes grew large and he almost fell as he stumbled backwards.

"What do you say?" Kurama smiled coyly, and knew that he was getting through when he saw those wide eyes fall to his lips. No one has ever been able to…

"No."

…deny him. "What?" Kurama's face fell.

"Are you deaf, or just stupid?" Hiei scowled.

Hiding the hurt those words inflicted on him, "Why not?" Not once in his entire life had anyone ever been able to deny him anything.

"You're not worth fighting. Besides there's nothing in it for me."

"What do you want? Money? Fame? You have those in spades. Oh, I know, how about I give you… me."

Hiei grunted, but then gave it thought for a second, "Alright." His response sent Kurama back a few steps.

"Great!" he smiled brilliantly, 'Win-win situation for me.'

"When I win, you will be my personal slave for the next week," Hiei smiled devilishly.

"Slave?" 'Sex slave? Sounds like fun. Wait!' "For a whole week?"

"Yeah," Hiei held out his hand, "That's the only way that I'm willing to fight someone as pathetic as you."

Kurama chewed on his lower lip as he contemplated his decision. He wanted to go with Hiei, that was not in question, but what was he supposed to do about modeling? Sensui would kill him if he missed too many of the sessions…

"Make your decision now," Hiei growled, thrusting his hand out even further toward the other boy.

This was it… Kurama slid his soft fingers into the smaller, callused palm, and shook Hiei's hand as confidently as possible, "Alright, you have a deal."

"Hn, then follow me, pretty boy," Hiei smirked, glaring up at Kurama through his black bangs.

The way Hiei called him 'pretty' was so menacing that he couldn't even pretend to take it as a compliment. "Where are we going?"

"There's an empty lot out back where the band's RV is parked. We should have enough space and privacy to have a small… scuffle out there."

"Excellent, I would like a picture of our kiss by the way," Kurama gave a smug smile at the dark haired boy.

"Hn," Hiei just shook his head as he led the model down a hallway filled with different types of equipment. As they made their way to the outside, Kurama tried to figure out how he had gotten himself into this mess. He had had every intention of meeting with the band, being friendly and then try to jump into Hiei's pants somehow. Now here he was on his way to fight with his long time crush.

It had apparently rained in the time that Kurama had first arrived, and the sun had already set. A cold wind whipped up around the two boys playing with the long red strands before lashing against Hiei's bare shoulders.

"Ready?" Hiei glared.

"Just a moment," Kurama smiled coyly before using one hand to magically pull all of his hair into a smooth ponytail.

Ruby eyes widened at the speed of Kurama's hands, "How did you do that?" Hiei asked, truly puzzled and slightly amazed.

"That's my own little secret," Kurama winked coyly, "I'm ready."

A tense moment passed before the two started to circle about the parking lot, their eyes never leaving one another. They read the other's movements, gauging their abilities. Hiei nearly growled as he found no flaw in Kurama's block when he made the first attack.

"Hn, how long have you been studying?"

"About four years now."

Hiei growled to himself. He had been studying twice as long, and they seemed to be on the same level.

"I haven't been a serious student for a while now, though," he huffed as he blocked another kick, "So you'll have to excuse me if I'm a little rusty."

"Hn," Hiei snarled at the perfect positioning that the redhead took up in a smooth, fluid motion. The lying, stuck up piece of shit thought that he could get Hiei to put his defenses down.

Kurama gasped loudly at Hiei's amazing speed as he had to block another punch, barely catching it in time.

This time Hiei smirked, at least he was a little faster than the blasted redhead. He loved that look of surprise in those large green eyes.

"Come on, Hiei," Kurama returned the smile, "You can do better than this, right?"

"Do not become cocky, or you could lose your footing," the bass player managed to get his foot behind the other's knee and threw off his balance for a few seconds so he could throw a punch into the taller boy's stomach.

"Ugh," Kurama stumbled backwards, but his recovery was swift as he returned the punch, going for Hiei's broad chest followed by a swift kick to his side.

Hiei only staggered back one step before moving into deliver six punches, which Kurama managed to avoid all of. With a low growl, Hiei faked a punch before dropping to kick across his knees, making the model fall.

"Damn it."

"Hn," Hiei smirked at the cocky model with drenched knees and dirty hands. He could swear Kurama's eyes flashed when he looked back up, "What the…?" He wasn't even able to finish his sentence before the redhead seemed to use super speed to grab at his arm and throw him into a large puddle, "Fuck."

Kurama gave a cocky smile, which Hiei wanted to just reach up and rip it off his pretty face. He jumped up with the soaking shirt clinging to him uncomfortably as he moved for another attack but the shirt was straining him too much and he felt as if his blood was about to freeze when the wind whipped about him. Gnashing his teeth together to keep from chattering, Hiei peeled off the wet layer.

"Ah," emerald eyes grew wide as he watched that perfect, compact body come into view. Such perfection…

"Damn pervert."

"Huh?"

"Stop drooling before we continue."

"Oh, heh," he wiped at his mouth, "sorry."

"Hn."

The fight was rather amazing. Their skills seemed to be equally matched, and Hiei always enjoyed a challenge even if he couldn't stand the challenger.

"Well," Kurama smiled brilliantly as Hiei had him pinned for just about the third time, "this has been really fun and all, but I need to be heading back to my hotel soon and I would like my kiss before I go."

Hiei just raised an eyebrow as he looked down on the redhead, "You haven't won, so there is no kiss."

"Hm, we'll be done in just a…"

Hiei cursed loudly again as his hands, slick from the puddles they'd rolled around in, slipped and he ended up straddling the taller youth, his chest pressed against the other's face.

Being able to hear the pounding of his crush's heart against his cheek made Kurama completely freeze up.

"I think I win… you damn pervert," Hiei smirked, his chest rumbling with his chuckles at the fallen model.

"Huh?" Kurama was still pressed against that cool flesh stretched tightly over steel muscles.

The bassist growled in complete annoyance as Pretty Boy seemed to keep rubbing up against him, "Stop that."

"What?" he asked with no idea as to what Hiei was talking about, he squirmed a bit more, finally managing to get free, but the shorter musician now had a hold of his hair. "Ouch!"

"Hn," Hiei smirked as he used the ponytail to pull the redhead to the ground, "Come on, Girly."

"Argh!" That did it, Kurama felt the rage build in him as he turned to the bass player. He couldn't stand it when people referred to him as a female. Smoothly rolling onto his back and springing to his feet, he instantly went into one of his favorite stances.

Hiei just about growled, he knew this move, but he had no idea as to how to defend against it.

"Are you ready?" the redhead asked coldly.

"Hn," was all he said before preparing for the attack the best way he could think of.

"Okay," a cruel smile lit up his face before he ran at Hiei full speed.

"Shit," Hiei growled as he ducked one punch and jumped over a kick only to be caught in the shoulder by a punch, which sent him a few steps back, he barely had time to block the second punch coming at him when he found his balance again.

"Hm, and I expected better of you," Kurama shook his head.

Growling Hiei shot off, getting a good punch into Kurama's stomach, making the redhead fall to his knees.

"Ah…ha, ah…" Kurama took in a heavy breath, but he seemed to be having trouble, Hiei had gotten a precise hit, and knocked the wind out of him.

"Are you alright?" Hiei asked coldly, but worried slightly when the redhead didn't respond, "Kurama."

Continuing to cough, he waited until Hiei's hand was on his shoulder, trying to get him to move, which is when he made his move.

"Cheater," Hiei accused as he lay flat on his back as he squirmed underneath the weight of the taller redhead, "You're heavy."

"I am not heavy," he pushed off the shorter man, but was caught off guard as a shirtless musician captured him in a headlock.

"Give."

"No," Kurama tried to stand, but Hiei tightened his grip.

"Give," he repeated more firmly.

"I refuse," he tried to slip from the hold, but Hiei was too strong, "Erg."

"I win," Hiei stated, but not letting Kurama go, he jerked the redhead slightly, "admit defeat."

"N…no," he started to feel light headed and he slumped forward a little.

"Face it, I win."

When the edge of his vision began to blur, Kurama finally caved.

"Good, looks like I have a slave for the next week," Hiei smirked, allowing the redhead to fall to his knees.

Coughing, Kurama tried to get his breathing back to normal. Even after such a rough attack, he just couldn't keep himself from staring at the shirtless man.

"Stop ogling me, you horny idiot," Hiei huffed lightly, and turned to walk back to the arena, "The tour bus is leaving tomorrow at 6:30 AM from the Empire's Inn off of Route 86, room 1306. Be there at 6:00. And don't make me go around hunting down my own slave, or I'll have to chain you up when I get you."

'Mmm, sounds like fun,' Kurama thought as he watched Hiei turn his back on him and stalked back to the large building. Cocking his head to the side, he added, 'Nice ass.'

"Oh, and don't bother with any clothes, I'll take care of that."

TBC