#8-Thai Food-Kurama POV-Kurama/Hiei
"So...Kurama...I don't think that Thai place will deliver to us anymore..."
Why do you say that?" I shrugged my coat off, tucking my tie over the doorknob, "Did you forget the number?"
"No," he sighed, "I...knew the number...but not the delivery man."
Cocking my head, I looked around him at the burned Welcome mat, trying not to smile as I understood, "I am guessing you didn't recognize the new delivery man?"
"HOW did he know your human name?" Hiei pouted, fiddling with blackened chopsticks, "I didn't tell them."
"Files saved from last time we ordered," I said gently, kissing his hand, "it's a human thing. You'll figure it out soon."
He nodded, crossed the number out of the phone book, "So...italian then?"