Hiei woke with a start and jerked out of his laying position, falling off the bed. He gasped quickly as he grabbed the floor. Trisha grabbed his arms, "Hiei! Hiei, it's alright! It's alright, you're safe." This wasn't the first night he'd had nightmares, but it was the first time he fell out of bed.

Hiei jerked, shoving her off, "That fucking Fox! Where the fuck is that fucking Fox!" He shouted loudly.

"Uh, he's at Asagi's, don't you remember?" Trisha righted herself and adjusted her tank top.

He got to his feet and grabbed her arm, throwing her over his shoulder, "We're going to see that stupid Fox!"

"Hiei! I'm not dressed right for this!" She complained. She was just in the tank top and shorts.

"I don't give a shit!" He bolted out of the house and hopped through the open window, setting Trisha down as he raced to the bedroom, "Fox! Fox! Get the fuck up!"

Kurama groaned and rolled over burying his head in Asagi's hair, "Go away Hiei," he yawned.

"You bastard!" Hiei grabbed him by his arm and pulled him upright, "You fucking bastard! You're the one who got us trapped here!"

"What?" Kurama sat up, pushing at Hiei's hand. He yawned. "What do you mean? Yusuke did this to us."

"No he didn't! I remember, we got drunk and came here, you were talking about this stupid fucking place and we crossed the border of it! You fucking fuck!" Hiei punched him in the nose, but a barrier popped up and protected Kurama's nose.

"Hiei, that can't be right. Why would I want to come here?"

"It is! I don't know, you were talking about love and that sappy bullshit! You said how this place is a hot-spot for all the love you could ever want! You can't leave without it!"

"I don't remember any of that Hiei." Kurama was more awake now, focusing on him, glaring.

"I do!" Hiei shouted, "Yusuke just had to get us drunk! Fuck!" He kicked the bed. "That two-faced bastard even came on the fucking island with us but didn't get a tribble because of Keiko! He just left!"

"Can we not break my bed please?" Asagi asked softly.

Hiei glared at her, growling.

Kurama slipped off the bed, butt naked, and grabbed Hiei's arm which held his own, "Hiei, you have to calm down. Obviously your Jagan is to blame for this."

"No! It didn't create some memories you bastard! You're the one who did all of this!" Hiei yelled.

"Be that as it may or may not be," Kurama shouted back, "We're still stuck here just the same as before!"

"When we got off this fucking island I'm going to skin your precious hide and use it as my rug!"

"I'd like to see you try," Kurama snapped right back.

Hiei growled and squeezed his arm tighter, "Or maybe I'll just kill whomever you fall in love with and throw you back into this stupid hell!"

"Or maybe you should just leave on your own!" Kurama snapped back.

"I can't leave on my own! I need someone to get off this stupid island!"

"Well it doesn't have to be with me! We can get off this island at our own separate times Hiei, I don't care! I didn't have to wait around for a month for you to recover just for this shit!"

Asagi shifted from her spot and sat up, wrapping the sheets around her as she scooted to the edge of the bed and reached around Kurama's waist to touch his hips, "Come back to bed."

"Hiei needs to learn what it is to be bitch slapped on Tribble," Kurama threatened.

"You can do that later," Her hand descended lower.

Hiei yelped, "Ew! God! What the hell?" He shoved Kurama back onto the bed, releasing his arm. Kurama wasn't so quick to let him go, but after a firm yank, he didn't have much of a choice. He'd sat beside Asagi when Hiei shoved him, so with Hiei free, and racing out of the room, he just had to lean sideways to be with Asagi.

Hiei bolted down the hall to Trisha, "We need to get out of here!" He barked as he rushed over to her, "Fucking bastard Fox!"

They heard a squeal of elation.

"Fucking?" Trisha questioned.

Hiei scooped her up and hopped out of the window, racing back to her house.

"You're running away because they're having sex?"

"Shut up!" Hiei barked.

"Hey, no, no, I'm fine with that."

Hiei set her down inside her house when he hopped through that window and rubbed at his face, "God dammit."

"Is it because it's Kurama, or because it's sex?" Trisha asked, curiously.

"Shut up!" Hiei shouted, "Just stop." His chest felt heavy, and he made his way over to the couch to sit down and calm his nerves.

Trisha waited for a little while, weighing her decision, then came over with a glass for each of them. "Here."

Hiei took it and sipped it, "Thanks."

She sat down beside him. "You're easy company Hiei, I like that about you."

Hiei glanced at her and sighed, "Whatever."

"I've been here, oh, it's been a long time, maybe sixty years? I don't expect I'll ever find someone I could leave with though. Once I realized what this place was, I sort of resigned myself to that."

"I don't want to listen to your moping." He snapped.

"I'm not moping, actually," She sighed, and drank her cup, "You see, a lot of people here are really into sex, and I'm not."

"I don't care!" He barked, "I don't." He sighed and deflated against the couch.

"Look, I don't get it, honestly, I can't, but what I do know is this; if you left because they were going to be, procreating, then we'll probably be a good fit." She stood, and finished her cup.

"Does it matter?"

Her face fell, "So it was because of him? You love him, don't you?"

Hiei glared at her, "He's my partner."

Trisha sighed, "Well, if you love him, there's no place for me."

Hiei swallowed a few times and got up to pace, "Shut up."

"Look, I'm not judging you, and I'm not going to tell. I just, want to know. I mean, I honestly have no hope of finding someone who doesn't want a distinctly physical relationship," she shrugged, "so whether we're marked or not, doesn't matter to me."

Hiei sighed, "He doesn't love me."

"Yeah, I have to agree." Trisha sat on the arm of a chair, studying him.

Hiei shook his head, "It's always been like this." He paused, "Why am I telling you this?"

Trisha laughed, "I'm a third party who isn't going to tell your shit to anyone."

Hiei grunted and folded his arms, "I… I have feelings for the Fox."

"You left in a hurry because you're jealous, it makes you upset to see him with another person."

Hiei nodded.

"Mm, man I get it, I mean," she sighed, "I tried to have this relationship once as an asexual, and it backfired hard because they started banging other people in town and used the excuse of my asexuality to say I had no right to complain."

Hiei rolled his eyes.

"Hey, if I'm going to be listening to your crappy shit, I get to expound on it with my own!" Trisha defended.

"I wasn't rolling my eyes at you."

She frowned, "You weren't?"

"No."

"Huh, I... " she frowned, "That's new. Usually people think I'm lying, or try to prove that sex is the best thing ever."

Hiei shrugged, "I don't see why you'd lie about that, besides, if I really wanted to know, I have a Jagan."

She chuckled, "Yeah, you do." Trisha sighed, "Alright, so what's your plan?"

Hiei shook his head, "I don't know."

"Well, you've got two options, let him break your heart in silence, or reveal yourself to him and put the ball back in his court. I mean, clearly right now he does not have strong sexual feelings towards you."

"I like the second one." Hiei offered.

"So, you'd rather try to cultivate an emotional relationship with this man who's not shown any romantic interest in you, than keep quiet and see if he can find love somewhere else on this island?"

"And watch him go out with them? No. I don't care if it's not, physical," He frowned, "I just, like the Fox."

Trisha nodded, "Alright, so, can I make a request for our last night together?"

"What?"

"I, um," she flushed and sighed, "Forget it. It's stupid." She trotted up the stairs.

"Just tell me." He followed after her, curious.

Trisha flushed and shifted from foot to foot, watching him, her chin down. "I, um, I like… god, this is stupid."

"Just tell me." He repeated.

"I like to… I..." Trisha grit her teeth and steeled her nerves. "I want to snuggle with you for the night!"

Hiei blinked a few times and frowned, "Alright."

"Really?" Her eyes flashed wide.

"I don't see why not."

"I just, it's been… I like the warmth of, of a sleeping partner. It gives me good dreams."

Hiei scooped her up and headed for the bedroom, "Then we'll snuggle."

Trisha grinned and once they were both settled on the bed, awkwardly spooned up close to him. "Thank you, Hiei." She sighed into a tired yawn.

Hiei grunted, "Go to sleep."

Kurama woke up feeling Hiei come close to the house. He yawned loudly and sat up, confused. He didn't feel Trisha. He slipped out from under the sheet he'd tossed over the two of them to keep the chill off, and pulled it up over Asagi's chest, sitting on the side of the bed rubbing his face. The one problem with an active sex life was that he woke up slower.

Kurama tottered to his feet and waltzed into the shower to clean up and try to be presentable for the little fire demon.

When he was finally done and made his way into the living room Hiei was pacing around the room with his head ducked down, but he paused when Kurama came in and watched him, "Fox." He greeted softly.

Kurama yawned, "Good morning Hiei, how are you today?" He settled lazily on the familiar couch.

"Morning Fox, well, ah," Hiei shook his head and unclenched his fists, "I'm fine. I have some things I need to… tell you."

Kurama sat forward and focused on the little demon. "What is it Hiei?" He wasn't sure if he should expect 'I'm sorry' from the little spitfire or not, but considering how Hiei had ranted at him for getting them stuck in this mess, that was exactly what Kurama wanted, despite what he expected. He expected something more like 'this sucks and I just want to get out of here' rather than anything resembling an apology.

"I didn't," Hiei frowned and shifted, "I didn't mean to upset you yesterday. I'm frustrated with everything and I can't punch anything living so," He sighed heavily.

Kurama smiled, that was what he expected, just not the words he expected. It was the same tone. He understood. Hiei didn't want to leave, he didn't want to be pushed away either. He still wanted to get through this together, somehow. "I'm not going to leave you behind Hiei, I was just, escalating."

Hiei nodded, "Fox, I have, something else to tell you," He frowned and crossed his arms, staring at the man, ducking his chin, "I… I-uh…"

"Well if you can't say it, why not try to explain the subject?"

Hiei shifted uncomfortably and swallowed loudly, "Fox, I," he straightened out, squaring his shoulders, taking a deep breath, he nearly barked, "Fox, I have feelings for you."

Kurama flushed and frowned, "Hiei?"

"What?" Hiei nearly squeaked.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Hiei murmured.

"What, uh, what makes you bring up feelings then?"

"I was, just, talking to Trisha, and," Hiei frowned, "I decided to tell you."

"Is that why you're, not with Trisha? You…." He couldn't say it himself. It was difficult to express.

"I, want to… I don't know Fox." Hiei sighed, "I have feelings for you."

"Feelings." Kurama repeated. "Like, you're, attracted, to me?"

Hiei nodded quickly.

Kurama blushed, his chin dropping, "And, uh, when, uh, when did this start?" He swallowed, and adjusted to sit more formally, crossing his legs and folding his hand on his lap.

"I don't know, years ago."

Kurama frowned, "You've liked me for years? Why didn't you say anything?"

"You never seemed interested, and I didn't… want to hurt our friendship."

Kurama sighed, "Hiei, come sit down. This isn't going to hurt our friendship, I can promise you that." He patted the spot beside him and gave his best amiable look.

Hiei came over slowly and sat down, crossing his arms, taking a glance at Kurama before he watched his feet.

"Hiei, I didn't even know you were interested in intercourse, this is a bit of a shock to me."

"Fox," Hiei whined, "I like you. I just," he leaned back into the couch, trying to hide.

"You just, what?" Kurama pushed. He leaned back on the couch too, and watched out the window so they would have some privacy as they spoke.

"I don't know Fox. I want to know your answer."

"You're, you're my partner Hiei. I've always been attached to you."

"But do you feel the same way?"

"Well, it's weird. I used to have sexual fantasies about you for a while, when I was going through that hormonal teenage phase especially, but it's been so long, and I've always thought that you, you were never going to be interested in me like that."

"Fox, I want you as like," Hiei frowned and shifted, "Keiko and Yusuke. Like that."

"Aside from the whole 'Keiko is going to age and die' thing?"

"Yes."

Kurama sat in silence for a while, considering what Hiei said. He had no doubt that he loved Hiei, deeply loved him. The problem was the age gap, and their general personalities. Hiei was explosive, and Kurama tended to be implosive until he couldn't take it any longer. Both of them were obstinate. Still, what could he say? Right now, he was trying to cultivate a relationship with Asagi. He'd been enjoying the physical side of that relationship and ignoring the mental side of it, but she was a nice enough woman. A little, shy, and clingy, but that was everyone in a new relationship.

"Fox?"

If there was a chance he could be with his partner, he wanted to try it. He always enjoyed his relationships best when it was with his partner, but could a relationship between them work? It could be dangerous to their friendship if it didn't.

"I told you you should try a relationship with him." Asagi said from behind them.

Kurama jumped when he heard her voice. "A-Asagi, when did you ...," he stood and flushed, sheepish like he'd been doing something wrong.

"Go on." She waved her hand at him, "You can come back if you want."

Kurama flushed and sighed, "Alright. I suppose that settles it then." He reached out for the little fire demon arm, and stole his hand, pulling him up to his feet. "Let's go… go find somewhere quiet."

Hiei nodded, "Alright."

They left Asagi's and headed for the market buying some supplies like blankets, food, pots and pans, and seasonings.

Kurama led Hiei towards the southeastern part of the island into a deep forest that was covered with lamp weed and protective plants like a forbidden, haunted roost. At first, the plants drooled and approached the two of them, but after a little bit of Kurama's energy, they left them well enough alone.

They came to a small house surrounded by gardens which looked like it had seen years of neglect, but, being mostly logs and vines, Kurama was quickly able to repair it, and with a little bit of work, seal the roof. He led Hiei inside and pushed open the windows letting the dust fly out.

"Fox." Hiei sighed.

Kurama turned from opening up an empty cupboard and batting it out with a rag. "Hm?"

"Would you stop already?"

Kurama sighed, "Alright, fine, but this place needs some help."

Hiei nodded and crossed his arms, "So," he frowned.

"Right." Kurama went over to an old wood table with two chairs, and beat them off, then took a seat.

Hiei took a seat and rubbed at his nose, "So Fox, what…"

"We, we might not have to stay here long. I'm not sure. It depends on these guys," he poked the tribble in his belt.

He nodded and sighed, leaning forward, "Fox, what do we do now?"

"Well, if you want Keiko and Yusuke, we argue a lot because we care for one another and perform a certain unique harassment."

"I meant, a bond like theirs." He frowned.

Kurama chuckled, "I know Hiei, you want us to be, oh, I don't know how to describe it exactly, bonded?"

Hiei nodded.

They sat in silence as the sun began to settle leaving the forest with an aura of blue lamp weed. "Hiei, do you want to play a game?"

"What game?"

"It wouldn't be… it'd be to help, rekindle, certain feelings, we might have buried for one another?" He flushed to think of it, but more-so to think of his lack of desire for Hiei's body, when Hiei wanted this relationship.

"Go on."

"The game is this," He swept himself up and over to the cupboards, rinsed off some utensils and cooking tools, and came back over setting them on the wiped down table. "It's a game of winning points."

Hiei waited, watching him.

"The one who can come up with the sexier action with the object, wins the point."

Hiei frowned but nodded, "Alright."

"We both have to use the same object for each round, and judge which one of us won the round."

"Alright."

"Are there any objects you'd like to add?" Kurama gestured towards the table.

Hiei pulled out his sword and set it on the table, smirking.

"Maybe we should wash that first," Kurama commented softly, his ears flicking back as his mind raced with an attempt to figure out how to make a sword sexy. He had a few ideas, but none of them were clothed.

Hiei shrugged and added his scarf, "We don't have to use it."

"Well, yes we do. We'll go through the objects on the table one by one."

"Get out your whip Fox."

Kurama flushed, "That… okay." He pulled it out and lay it on the table coiled up. "Anything else?"

Hiei frowned and shrugged, taking his sword back, "Let's not use this."

"Anything else you want to reject?"

"Nope."

"We have to decide on an order of the objects now."

Hiei shrugged, "Let's do the utensils first."

"And then the rest of it." Kurama organized the items accordingly. "Shall we flip a coin, see who is going first?"

Hiei nodded.

"Do you pick heads or tails?" Kurama pulled out a coin.

"Heads."

"Do you want to go first or second?"

"We're flipping a coin," Hiei reminded him.

"I know, but if you win the flip, do you want to go first or second? I mean, if you win, then you should get what you want."

"I don't care Fox. Whom ever gets their side of the coin goes first."

Kurama nodded, and flipped the coin. He caught it and revealed heads. "Looks like you're going first." Kurama pushed the spoon over to him and sat back with a smirk.

Hiei picked up the spoon and examined it for a little while, turning it over in his hands. He smirked eventually and licked up the spoon a few times, twirling his tongue around the handle. He set it down when he was done and grinned, "Go Fox."

Kurama chuckled, "I should have expected you would be quick with this game." He took the spoon and stood, gently touching Hiei's knee with the head of it, and slowly dragged it up Hiei's to chest, coming up behind him as he distracted Hiei's focus with the slow progression of the spoon, teasing his nipple with it and trailing it up to Hiei's lips. There, he took the spoon from his fingers, to his mouth, and kissed Hiei with the spoon between them using it to open Hiei's lips.

Hiei grunted and sat back, "Damn Fox," he chuckled.

"Well I sort of know how to play the game," Kurama snickered and retreated to his seat, leaving the spoon on his side of the table.

Hiei picked up the whisk and frowned, rolling it across the table as he mused. He took the larger end of it and stuck it in his mouth, making sucking noises. After a minute he removed it and wiped at his tongue, "That was, stupid," he tossed it at Kurama.

Kurama licked the whisk gingerly, running his tongue along each metal wire from one end that protruded from the handle, to the other. Each time he got to a part that was a little wet with Hiei's saliva, he squirmed slightly in his chair, and glanced up at the little demon.

Hiei flushed and covered his mouth, "You're obviously winning Fox."

"You'll get better at it." He set the whisk aside with the spoon.

Hiei eyed the spatula and picked it up, turning it around as he tried to figure out what to do with it, "I don't know Fox."

"Take your time. You've basically only tried one thing so far Hiei, try something new."

Hiei moved the spatula around more before he smacked it against his hand and grinned, looking up at Kurama. He got out of his chair and smacked it against his hand as he made his way around the table, "Well Foxy?"

Kurama watched him nervously, flushing. "W-uh, what're you…?"

"Stand up."

"Oh, I don't think so Dragon," Kurama jerked out of his seat and backed away from the fire demon.

"No Fox? I always thought you liked pain."

"Come on Hiei," He laughed nervously, "It's a spatula, it's not a paddle."

"Come here Fox."

"There is no way I'm subjecting myself to you beating me with a spatula!" He bolted away from Hiei. Hiei chased after him and caught up to him easily in the house, cornering him near the bed. When Kurama dove to the left, Hiei caught him around the waist and smacked his rear end with it lightly. He stuffed it in Kurama's belt when he finished and let the fox go.

Kurama stood there awkwardly for a little while, trying to decide if he should run or not.

"Go on Fox, it's your turn."

"Heh, right." He took the spatula in hand, flipping it a few times. "I, um, I forgot what I was going to do with this."

"Take your time Fox."

Kurama sat on the bed and studied the object, "Oh! I remember." He stood and approached Hiei with a long stride.

Hiei took a step away from him, nervous.

"Come here little Spitfire," Kurama practically purred.

"Ha," Hiei took a few more steps back.

"But you're going to enjoy this." He made a sweeping reach with his arm trying to catch the little fire demon.

Hiei frowned and paused, waiting.

When he had Hiei secured against his chest, he gently touched the spatula to his chin, and pulled it down using it as a lever to open Hiei's mouth, then kissed him tenderly, and let their tongues dance together.

Hiei jerked back after a few minutes and grabbed the spatula, waving it in the air, "We have more things Fox."

Kurama opened his mouth to retort, but sighed, "I suppose we do. What ever are you going to do with a pan?"

"You'll see." Hiei trotted over to the table and grabbed the pan, he frowned for a moment and gave a heftier smack on his hand.

Kurama broke out laughing.

"What? I could use it to knock you out." He mused.

That just made Kurama laugh harder.

Hiei made his way over to Kurama and looked up at him, "The pan is basically a bigger spatula."

Kurama collected himself gradually, "I just," he chuckled again, "It's just, I was thinking you might try that since it worked last time."

Hiei smacked his hand a few more times and shrugged, stepping forward and placing the bottom of the pan against Kurama's stomach, rubbing it in slow circles down to his hips.

Kurama flushed and lost his amused mirth in favor of curiosity. When Hiei was satisfied with his work, he handed the pan to Kurama and stepped back. Kurama ran the pan up into the folds of his shirt, and used it to push it open giving Hiei a sly grin as he put his body into the display, flashing his eyes at him with his playful little smirk. When he'd gotten it off, so it was just hanging from his belt, he slowly trailed the pan down his navel, watching it's progress himself to attract Hiei's eyes that direction, and stopped at the edge of his belt, glancing coyly up at the fire demon.

Hiei smirked, stepping forward and touching the handle, "Let me take that off your hands."

Kurama huffed at him, "Fine."

Hiei took it and set it down, grabbing the cup.

Kurama re-clothed himself and returned to his seat.

Hiei sighed and considered the cup before he puffed his cheeks up like he had something in his mouth and made a spitting motion into the cup, handing it to Kurama.

Kurama frowned, "Are you really that out of ideas?"

"Yes."

Kurama chuckled and took the cup. He looked it over for a moment, then began to lick the length of the outside with soft moans each time he got to the rim of the cup. After he'd gone around the entire thing, he danced his tongue around the open circle staring Hiei in the eye.

Hiei swallowed hard and sat down heavily, "Damn Fox."

He set the cup down with the spoon and whisk, "Well it's a rim," he shrugged.

Hiei picked up his scarf and laid it out on the table. He laid an arm down and started tying it around his wrist, and finished off the other one. He stood and made his way around the table, kneeling beside Kurama with a grin.

Kurama flushed hard staring down at him, "Um, what're you doing?"

Hiei offered his hands to Kurama, "I'm all yours Fox."

A hand shot up to cover Kurama's lips as he stared down at the little fire demon, flushing bright red. He held his breath.

Hiei smirked and rested his chin on Kurama's thigh, waiting.

"This is no fair, you're playing to my human sentimentality!" He snapped in a high, very Shuichi voice for the silver youko.

He shrugged and stood, untying his wrists, dropping the scarf in Kurama's lap.

Kurama took it and flipped it over Hiei's head, dropping it down to his waist and pulled the little fire demon close, capturing him between his legs, "It's supposed to be sexier, not, not, more romantic," he scolded, still pouting about it.

"Whatever Fox."

"Well usually this game ends in sex." He shifted in the chair and leaned forward and nuzzled against Hiei's shoulder, finding the folds of Hiei's cloak, tugging it off with his teeth.

Hiei glanced back at him, curious.

When he spit it out, letting it drop with a little bit of shuffling on the scarf's part, he winked at the little fire demon and leaned over to Hiei's side, tugging at his shirt with his teeth too, using them to get beneath it, and then kissing gently up Hiei's side, using the scarf to drag Hiei's shirt up to reveal fresh skin to kiss.

Hiei shivered and tried to escape, "Fox, that's, sensitive!"

"Uh huh," he panted hotly against Hiei's skin. He followed the top of Hiei's abs around to his front and tightened his hold on the scarf to keep the fire demon still.

Hiei put a hand on Kurama's head, "We have one more item Fox."

"Mmm, Hiei, we can take all night," he whispered, his lips tickling between Hiei's pectoral muscles on his solar plexus.

"Fox," Hiei whined.

"You said you're mine Hiei," Kurama reminded sensually, and loosened his hold on the scarf enough to weave it between a couple fingers, and hold it that way, lacing his fingers beneath Hiei's shirt to pull it off the rest of the way, holding Hiei in place with his thighs.

Hiei grabbed for the whip, cracking it against the table.

Kurama jerked back and stared at where it had damaged the wood, then looked up at Hiei. "What? You don't like my fun?"

"We have the whip still, don't make it sharp, make it just, a vine," Hiei requested.

"Well it's not a vine Hiei, it's a rose."

"Dull the thorns."

Kurama sighed heavily, "I'm afraid I can't do that. It's a rose. However, if you want a whip without thorns I can provide that too." He reached for his hair.

"Yes, do that, this will hurt otherwise."

Kurama paused in his selection and locked eyes with the fire demon, pensive.

"Go on Fox, you'll like it."

"I might get hurt in battle frequently but I'm not a masochist." He pulled out a seed and began growing it. It sprouted into a vine with a lot of off shooting tendrils. He plucked those off as it grew, tossing them aside.

Hiei took it when he was done and set the rose whip aside. He took both ends of the whip in hand and moved it over Kurama's head, pulling him close for a kiss.

Kurama leaned into the kiss willingly and shifted forward in his chair to press their bodies closer together. Hiei grinned against his lips and abandoned the whip in favor of crawling into Kurama's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. Kurama moaned in delight and caught Hiei's butt with the scarf hoisting him closer and leaned back in the chair to give Hiei some room to maneuver as he needed to.

Hiei scooted up closer and chuckled, leaning back, "So Fox," he picked up the whip, "Your turn," he kissed him softly.

Kurama traded the scarf for the whip tying it around Hiei's legs like a harness, and pulled off the fire demon's shirt. Once he had the shirt discarded, he stood with the fire demon glued to him because of the whip, and retreated to the bed, where he abandoned the whip and traced his fingers down Hiei's hips, beneath his pants attempting to strip him the rest of the way.