A/N: Not too thrilled with this chapter honestly, kinda short. I might do a revamp of this story later... Again, AleyKitty, you rock.
And also, again, Cosma is my character, I do not own any of the YYH boys however.
Chapter Three:
Cosma sat at the headboard with Kurama, both of whom had a beer in hand as they tangled their feet together and talked quietly. It was every now and then when one of them took a sip of their beer.
Kurama licked his lips after a sip and sighed, "Cosma, would you ever consider going back to Demon World? Not as living, just, a trip?"
Cosma considered it, sipping her own drink and nodding, "As a trip," she accepted.
"Have you met Genkia? I introduced you two didn't I?" Kurama frowned from behind the lip of his glass as he took a sip.
"Briefly," she agreed softly, "Kurama, how's your chest?"
Kurama looked down at it like that would tell him if it would or would not be painful next time, "It's fine right now, thank you." He took her hand and squeezed it, smiling.
"Good, Shuichi and Youko are terrible to make you hurt like that."
"It's only been lately, and you know that," Kurama tried to reason.
"Still, it pisses me off." Cosma took a long sip off her beer and set it on his nightstand, pulling the covers up a bit more before grabbing her drink again.
"I know it does," Kurama chuckled, finishing off his beer and shifting so he could rest his head against the pillow, sighing in delight when Cosma ran her hand through his bangs and played with his hair, "You should stay over more often Cosma, I miss you." He whined at her, pawing at her leg to get her to lay down with him. She finished off her beer in a long gulp and set it on the nightstand, curling up to him as he clicked off the lights.
"I think I should too, but with this Shuichi and Youko stuff, it's just… Harder." Cosma agreed quietly, nuzzling into his shoulder.
Kurama sighed and rubbed her far arm, watching the blankets shift with their breathing as they snuggled, "Don't worry Cosma, I'll figure it out."
Cosma smiled at him and brought the redhead into a long kiss.
When Kurama awoke it was because of sunlight hitting his face, and Cosma's tail thumping against the bed as she dreamt. He sat up slowly, pulling the covers with him as he rubbed at his chest, beginning to notice it's soft throbbing. He couldn't help it when he cried out, but rather than stop when Youko and Shuichi came out, it intensified and Kurama yelled and grabbed at his chest and rolled over onto his side, curling up.
All this noise woke Cosma of course, who grabbed the covers up to her chest and put an arm around the redhead, "Kurama?"
Kurama whined at her as he grabbed at his chest, panting for air. Cosma looked up to glare at the two, and when Youko reached out, she felt the faintest texture of his palm on her soft shoulder, and she shuddered as she held the redhead close.
Youko smirked and leaned back from where he had been bent over the bed, "Shuichi, we've become more solid." He grinned at the man.
"Really?" Shuichi touched the sheets and blinked a few times, "We have."
Kurama wheezed as he caught his breath and coughed heavily, sprinkling the bed with some droplets of blood. Cosma squeezed his arm tightly, rubbing his chest with the other as he gathered his breath.
"I'm alright Cosma," he coughed again and shifted to sit up, wincing, "It must be really taking a toll on my body."
Shuichi shook his head, "This is terrible Youko,"
Youko stared at the man, "If you say so."
"Kurama, you coughed up blood," Cosma whispered, wiping off his lips. He glanced down at the sheets and sighed, shaking his head, "I-I-" she glared at Youko and Shuichi, "You're both killing him!"
That made Shuichi wince, but Youko just stared at her, his tail swishing a bit.
"Youko is the one who split us Cosma!" Shuichi defended, "It's not like I want to cause Kurama all this pain."
"Well then get back in before too long so he can just go back to normal!"
Youko chuckled and shook his head, "Freedom is so nice Cosma, why would you want us to be trapped in him? You know what freedom feels like, so why don't you let us embrace our freedom?"
Cosma growled at him and flared her energy, "Just go back!"
Shuichi sighed and deflated a little, but he turned into mist and returned to the redhead, who had just managed to catch his breath, which sent him into another scene of yelping and breathing heavily, which became louder when Youko followed suit.
Cosma shook her head when it was over with and plopped back onto the bed, huffing.
Kurama shook his head and got up, "I'm going to go take a shower Cosma, feel free to make yourself breakfast."
"Tch, alright."