Vegeta blinked, staring up at Hiei with wide eyes. His heart beat was beginning to increase as his mind fully snapped alert and began to comprehend the situation at hand; The blasted demon from the afternoon's date -- if one could even call those frustrating couple of hours a date -- had woken him up from a peaceful and much needed sleep, only to basically tackle him, and wind up directly on top of him. He hadn't even noticed the demon had moved until they were only the ground. That Hiei certainly had speed, if nothing else, though Vegeta figured that someone who ran their mouth as much as he did would need to be able to run fast.

Not taking any current action to get the other man off of him, Vegeta simply cocked a sarcastic eyebrow. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Hiei just gazed down, as the Saiyan's eyes remained focused on his. His heart also started to race. He had simply meant to just jump through the window, not knowing Vegeta was standing so close to it. He never actually meant to tackle him. Why the hell would he want his body anywhere near that Simions? And yet, at the same time, his body just wouldn't listen to his mind's commands to move.

As the seconds slowly ticked by with the Saiyan getting no answer to his previous question, he decided to ask another one. "...Are you planning on getting off of me anytime soon?"

This question was enough to snap Hiei back to reality. He shook his head in an attempt to clear it, and tried his best to form a glare at the other man. Somehow he was having a hard time with what was usually a simple task for him. Slowly, the demon climbed to his feet, and brushed himself off.

"Hn, it's your fault. If you had just paid attention to what I said, instead of simply staring at me," Hiei paused to smirk, "I wouldn't have had to physically get it."

Vegeta followed suit, and also stood up, crossing his arms tightly over his chest. He didn't reply, though. He knew it was his fault, for the most part. Instead, he changed the subject.

"So you came in the middle of the night for the fight you want tomorrow?" The Saiyan wasn't sure if it was just because he was still feeling groggy, but the troll's logic made absolutely no sense to him. "Why not come back tomorrow?"

That's what Hiei had originally planned on doing. However, he quickly grew restless of just sitting around and listening to the detective and the idiot babbling about trivial topics that were of no interest to him. Honestly, why would he want to hear about who has the higher score in some pathetic video game thing. What was it called again? Goblin City? Humans wasted their time doing such pitiful things. Why would they play some game with virtual killing when they could go out and kill for real? The human race was over populated, after all.

Not to mention, under-logical, as Hiei quickly re-learned once again from Yusuke and Kuwabara's pointless that if he would have been subjected to it for so much as another second longer he wouldn't have bee able to keep his katana in its sheath, he immediately had to get out of the house. Not to mention, he also knew that when the moronic duo's minimal attention span wore out over their video game they would return to grilling Hiei about the events of his date with the Simion. And those were events that he did not need nor want to relive again. Once was more than enough.

Once out of the house, the demon quickly realized that he had nowhere to go. He didn't exactly have a lot of friends in this backwards human world -- or anywhere, to be technical -- so he tried just sitting in a random tree, letting this thoughts wander. That's when even more annoyances arose, with Hiei's mind drifting back to his date with Vegeta. There was just no escape from it!

Figuring that his mind wasn't going to get a rest from Simion-related topics, Hiei tried his best to focus on the promised fight, and how much he was craving the victory. He couldn't wait to finally shut that Vegeta up once and for all, and put him in his place for good. Those thoughts only got the demon anxious and excited, and restless once again. While he would never have actually admitted it to anybody other than himself, he knew that his thoughts wouldn't be put at ease until he actually got to see Vegeta and talk to him, make sure everything was still on for the fight.

Thus, he ended up outside of Vegeta's Capsule Corp window, followed by being on top of the other man.

Realizing that he hadn't responded to the aforementioned person's words, Hiei quickly forced out an answer that didn't involve nearly as much explanation as the truth. Besides, he had no intention of revealing to his enemy -- that was the word that Hiei the most fit his relationship with Vegeta -- that he was on his mind.

"I was just making sure that you weren't going to run off before our fight could come tomorrow." Even Hiei saw how lame his excuse was, but hoped the Simion was too dense to notice for himself.

"Huh." That was all Vegeta could say to that, not quite sure what to think. He knew that the troll was lying, and came for some unknown reason that would probably end up with the Saiyan being immensely annoyed. Even with that fact, Vegeta knew that he wasn't angry about it. Hell, he couldn't even honestly say he was bothered. The only thing he didn't know was why he wasn't feeling these things. He just chalked it up to his own excitement over having a hopefully challenging fight in the near future.

The room went silent after that, with nothing but the musical lullaby of the crickets to be heard through the Saiyan's open window. It was an awkward silence, with neither of them really knowing what to do, say, or even think about the situation. So, they just did what they generally did when placed in social situations that they weren't exactly comfortable in; Crossed their arms over their chests, waiting for the other one to make some sort of action first. They were going to be waiting a while.

Vegeta and Hiei remained that way, too, as the minutes slowly ticked by.

That is, until a sudden noise startled both of them, and directed their attention to the source. It was a soft knocking on the bedroom's door.

Vegeta wasn't about to answer it, knowing it would just be the blasted woman or one of her mind-numbing parents. He did not want any of them to witness Hiei being in his bedroom, late at night, just the two of them. The weirdos would probably just get the wrong idea and make an already annoying situation worse. If he just ignored whoever it was for long enough, they would eventually give up and go away, right?

Wrong.

Sure enough, after yet another set of knocking, the door silently hissed open, revealing that was indeed Bulma behind the door.

Vegeta did not want to deal with her right now. She would probably just want to rant and rave at him over his not wanting to talk when he returned this afternoon. Then once she found out that it was anything but the romantic engagement she had had in mind, she would rant even more over how difficult he was, and never let him use his beloved gravity chamber again.

Either that or she would go the completely opposite route, and take the troll's presence as an indication that he and Vegeta had an intimate time this afternoon, and he had come back to finish where they left off. Vegeta shuddered at the thought.

Not wanting to face either of those options, Vegeta mentally decided that he needed to do something to get rid of the blasted woman, and fast. So, followed the first idea that popped into his mind.

He grabbed the demon tightly by the shoulders, and roughly pressed his lips against the others.

Let's see the woman rant about that.

To Be Continued...

A/N: Finally an update! It's about damn time, eh? Well, I do intend to finish this story one day, so don't give up on it or me, okay? :)

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