Aha! I be back! Yay for improper grammar! Well, I only own Moriko and her children (where are they anyway? They probably ran away when she wasn't looking… Heck, even I don't know and I'm the one writing this story!). Don't know how to say please in Latin yet (and I'm in Latin II?)
Well, please enjoy (and a review would be nice!)
In a matter of seconds, Hiei was again chained down to the floor with vines connected to his arms and legs, although this time it wasn't solely Kurama's doing. To everyone's surprise but her own, Moriko had sent her plants at Hiei to join the ones Kurama had used to subdue Hiei.
Having expected this response from Kurama but not from Moriko, Hiei turned to her and glared, snapping, "What'd you do that for?"
"I did not want you to seriously injure him."
"What do you care? You always told me you hated him."
"And that was true," she said earnestly, "until last night. But I did not stop you from hurting him. I stopped you from hurting yourself."
"In what alternate dimension does that make any sense at all?"
"In the dimension in which I love you. Hiei, you have a tendency to act rashly, while my brother has the almost unnatural ability to think things through to all possible endings and consequences in less than a second. He would never injure you grievously because he would realize he would regret doing so later. You, on the other hand, might hurt him before thinking of the consequences. I could hear you two arguing when you were outside. You told him you had thought he was the only true friend you had. If you fatally wounded him, you would regret it for a long time."
"Whatever. Will you let me go now or not?"
"Not until you two figure this out. Why not start by telling my brother why you hit him?"
Hiei groaned; what was with this family and chaining you to the ground unless you worked our your disagreements peacefully? Didn't they know that that was next to impossible for him? That he was totally geared to physical responses, not the emotional conversations they were trying to force him into? Finally he muttered without looking at Kurama or Moriko, "I hit you because you didn't tell me."
"We've been over this, Hiei." Kurama replied, "It just never occurred to me that mentioning my sister to you would drastically change anyone's life. And think for a moment, if our positions had been reversed, would you have told me?"
Hiei was quiet for a moment before giving the answer they all knew he would, the answer he had arrived at immediately, "No."
"If you still have questions in regard to why I didn't tell you, I'm sure Moriko can answer them." Kurama said calmly.
Moriko looked startled; she hadn't expected that. Unsure of what he meant, she looked quizzically at him for a second, before she understood (her mind was almost as quick as his, usually only half a second behind). "Hiei," she said. "I would never tell you my brother's name. He would not let me. Do you think that after he forced his sister to refrain from revealing their relationship, he would then go about revealing it to everyone? Of course not; he would be even more careful than she about avoiding the subject. So careful, in fact, that it would become second nature to not even think about her. And after nearly five hundred years of that, do you honestly think he would even entertain the idea of telling anyone about her? If the subject ever even came up in conversation or even to mind?"
"No. But then why would he tell that one demon?"
"I trusted he was strong enough to protect her, even though she was strong enough that she probably didn't need protecting. And I didn't want her to be alone. So I chose someone I thought she would like, who could protect her, but who I could defeat if it became necessary." Kurama answered.
After a few moments, Kurama turned away, saying, "You can get up if you want." Hiei looked down to find that the vines had silently snaked away from his extremities during the conversation. He got up and dusted himself off. Somehow, Moriko had managed to dissipate his anger. But he was still filled with a passionate emotion, although this one was at the other end of the spectrum.
He grabbed Moriko's arms and pulled her close to him. Then he kissed her. On the lips.
Leaning over, Kurama said to Yusuke, "It would appear that Hell has just frozen over."
"No doubt," Yusuke replied, "Although I have the strangest feeling—and no explanation for it—that everything is about to get much more exciting."