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It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Kurama had been careful; so careful. Every little motivation of his human life had centered around her happiness, and her safety. But now she was gone. And it wasn't even a human death, it wasn't even natural, after years and after she had grown old and forgetful. She lay in his arms. The demon that had killed her had been torn to pieces in his rage; he hadn't even had time to explain to her questioning eyes how he had summoned the whip from nowhere she could see. She was there, and then she wasn't. And her ghost watched him with pained eyes, opened her mouth to speak and - Kurama just couldn't. He ran. He stripped everything human about himself away as he ran, tossed it to the side, retreated to kitsune form and forged ahead to the nearest portal to lose himself in the darkness of Makai. She was gone. And he had nothing left to hold him here. Tumbling into Makai he shifted back to his first form, his youko form. His ki crumpled inward, rage and despair warring for control. In the end, he went for rage, and screamed aloud as he fell to his knees, claws lengthening and ki fluctuating wildly. He wanted to kill; just stop thinking, stop considering, and just kill. No elegance, no dance, no strategy; just death. That's all he wanted. It was in his nature to want this, anyway. He was a demon; he'd never really been human, it was just a mask he wore to make her happy... Since leaving Mukuro's service, Hiei had wandered around Makai. He frequently found himself heading back to the human realm to reach out to his old friends. A few weeks ago he had gotten ramen at Yusuke's stand. Yukina and Kuwabara were talking about getting married and having a baby. He was happy for them. He had found himself admiring the sunset in Makai and how red it was, when he sensed a familiar presence rushing through the portal. Soon there was a loud scream. Loud enough to send all the birds and insects in the forest flying. Kurama. Hiei rushed toward the sound. In a few minutes he had appeared in the clearing in front of an enraged Youko. He looked over in disbelief. He'd never seen such a display of emotion from his friend. "Kurama?" He found himself asking. He didn't recognize the emotion his face was wearing Youko's face turned upward, sensing ki nearby. His eyes were made of stone, cold and lifeless. He grinned, showing fangs as the color shifted fully to amber, putting him fully in control. He sealed away where Shuichi lay inside, broken and despairing. Anger was much more fun to vent. A twinge tried to pull him back; he recognized the ki, didn't he? ...No. It was no one. He had nothing. His human sensibilities were useless here; how astute of Shuichi, to return home instead of languishing in a world he had no place in, anymore. As for the foreign youki... Well, what was another demon corpse in Makai? Tilting his head, he smirked, flicking his ki to the surrounding plant life. His nucleus beat harshly; he needed to vent this anger. Death would work. Starting with whomever had broken his solitude. Vines shot out from beneath his feet, ends sharpened to spears, jumping towards the source of the intrusion. Hiei was almost glad to see Kurama in Makai, but his joy turned to ash in his mouth almost immediately. A vine ripped forward piercing the edge of Hiei's shoulder. Blood sprang forward. Hiei jumped back and dodged the rest of the sharpened vines. He touched his shoulder and was surprised to see blood. He stared forward at Kurama and saw something disturbing. Youko lacked Kurama's humanity. His kind compassionate demeanor had hardened into nothing. He was acting on pure instinct. Much like when he decapitated Gourmet back in the cave with Sensui. His eyes were cold as ice then. Much like how they were now. Even worse, they were both standing in the middle of a forest in the Makai. He was in Youko's element. There was no way he could stand a chance here. He turned and ran. He knew Youko would chase him. Once they got somewhere with less plants Hiei could attack, but attacking Kurama out here was suicide. Hiei remembered telling Yusuke and Kuwabara that he had chosen Kurama as his partner so he would never have to fight him. It was foolish of him not to keep a better eye on him. How lovely, a chase. Blood was in the air and it brought back so many memories of creatures impaled on his plants, trying to get into his dens. Youko's grin widened and he gave chase, looking forward to the kill at the end. Focusing on the blood was so refreshing; it felt like so long since he'd been himself. Long legs and quick reflexes had him darting between the trees after his prey, stimulated enough to want to play with it a bit. It was faster than most, and that made it entertaining. It would be even more delightful when he won. Paying little mind to how the forest was thinning around him, in his rage, Youko kept up the pursuit, hot on the heels of the interloper. Whatever happened to Kurama, he had abandoned his strategic approach. Hiei was thankful. The real Kurama was a master strategist. He would've made quick work of Hiei in a forest like that. This version of him was fueled by nothing but rage and instinct. It would be much easier. Once Hiei was a safe enough distance from the forest he spun around to face Youko. Hiei's youkai began to flare. It was a dark black tempest. "Dragon of the Darkness Flame!" The dragon sprang fourth from Hiei's right arm igniting the plants and greenery around Youko. Hiei had intentionally directed the bulk of the attack away from the fox. Youko would be hit with some of the black tempest, enough to wound and hurt, but definitely not enough to kill. Mukuro had survived it, and so would Youko. The attack - as it hit him, scorching the trees, his tunic, the edges of his hair, and throwing him back against a tree trunk that wasn't quick enough to catch him, to soften the impact - it seemed... familiar. The pain made him snarl, teeth bared and eyes lighting to an eerie glow, and his ki swelled around him. The miniscule fire demon... for that's what it must be, if he wasn't burned by his own attack. This would be trickier than he had anticipated. The dragon roared off in the distance, where it had been aimed. How... pathetic. "You'll regret not finishing me with that move, little hiyoukai." He growled, low baritone just an edge above audible, weighed heavily down by anger. His claws flexed, and he considered using them. It felt like a long time since he'd torn a demon to shreds with his own hands. Youko advanced, slightly more cautious than before, but eyes still golden slits of pure rage waiting to be unleashed. Had Hiei directed the full force of the Dragon toward Youko, it was highly unlikely that he would've survived. Underneath his headband the eye of the Jagan opened and reached out to Youko's brain. Hiei tried to transmit memories of the two of them together. The memory of the two of them meeting. Their time breaking into Koenma's vault. When Hiei and Youko had fought Sensui together and laughed together. The time Kurama had dinner with him and Shiori. The two of them at the Demon World tournament together. He preferred this approach to trying to knock some sense into his friend. Hiei circled around Youko. Both of his fists began to glow surrounded by the dark tempest of Hiei's energy. He waited for Youko's attack. Youko lunged for him, claws out; he ignored the lies being projected into his mind, shaking them off; they weren't him, anyway. Some redheaded ningen kid was in all of those, slimy little hiyoukai trying to mess with his memories. "You think some human's memories will stay your execution?" Youko grinned, teeth sharp as the Jaganshi dodged his attacks easily; and then he lashed out with a whip that was easy to hand, thorns long and jagged, boxing his opponent in on one side as he slashed at him on the other, claws sinking in, rending deep in a spray of beautiful blood. Hiei gasped. The rose whip tore through his skin like butter and the claws sunk into his side. Hiei swore under his breath. This was it. Hiei punched Youko in the side of the face. The punch was hard enough to loosen teeth and reverberate through the demon's body. Once he had gained some distance he focused the Jagan and bound Youko. The red energy circled around the fox's form rendering him immobile. As if this wasn't enough Hiei ran his fingers through Youko's hair yanking out the seedlings. He watched Kurama control the rose whip with just his hair and he was not going to allow Youko to do the same The punch was a good one; solid, painful. It made his vision waver for a moment; long enough for the little bastard to jump away. Youko hissed in pure anger and agony, but his body locked up at the Jagan binding and he tumbled to the ground. Golden eyes spat rage at his foe, but he couldn't move or even stop the hiyoukai from stealing his seeds. He would have struggled, but he just couldn't move; not even speak, due to the mental bindings. He could only glare, blood leaking from the side of his mouth where the other demon had hit him. Hiei plopped down next to Youko, exhausted and bloody. He heard the muffled growls coming from the furious fox. "Shh." Reaching toward Youko again with the Jagan, Hiei tried asking a few questions."Where is Shuichi?" Hiei hesitated for a moment. He rarely used Kurama's human name. Hiei sent Youko images: Kurama smiling at him in Koenma's vault, Kurama fighting Genbu in maze castle, and the time they all went out for ramen after defeating the Saint Beasts. He stared into Youko's eyes. "What happened to you? Stopped now, forcibly, made the echoes at the back of his mind pull louder. Youko shook his head, trying to dislodge them. There was nothing for him there. Even so... Something about this stupid demon seemed familiar. He eyed him, gathering his rage under control and instead choosing to speak lowly, calm and controlled. "Who is Shuichi?" He smirked, slightly - still pushing back whatever was trying to surface from where he'd buried it - and grinned outright, at the images. "Oh, so you've found a little human friend? Planning to eat him when you're though? He's not here." Which brought a thought - "In fact, why are you here? It's not very smart of you to approach a youko while he's angry." His eyelids dropped halfway, smirk growing a tad teasing; suggestive."Unless there was something else you wanted from me." "Don't play dumb with me, fox." Hiei shot back. While it was true Hiei had a crush on Kurama for quite sometime, he had always been pretty certain the crush was one sided. He never pursued it. Youko was beautiful, but Hiei was too disturbed to think about anything like that right now. "Why are you here? You should be back in the human world with your mother." It was true. Why wasn't Kurama in the human world with his mother? It clicked in Hiei's mind almost immediately. Hiei was the closest to Kurama, only Shiori was closer. Something awful must have happened to her. It made sense now. The human part of Kurama was unreachable because something happened to Shiori. Hiei's words were trapped in his throat. Youko couldn't help but chuckle at the response; how prickly. Hm. Perhaps he should tease him a bit more. He tested the bindings, and found he could sit up; so he did so. Amusingly, he towered over the shorter demon even when they were both still seated. Grinning slightly, Youko leaned forward, tilting his head so their gazes were level. "What's your name, little demon?" He ignored the question because he hadn't had a mother for over a thousand years. Even though something pulled at him, at the word, he brushed it away. Whatever it was, he'd much rather focus on this odd little youkai before him. Hiei was overcome with guilt. "What happened to Shiori, Youko?" It was obvious that Youko was trying to avoid the questions. Was he so overcome with emotion that he buried parts of himself to process it? It's why he was furious and attacking everything. "I'm Hiei. Shuichi and I are...close." Using the word "friend" felt so foreign to Hiei. "We're friends." He clarified. Hiei had once said that friendship was a crutch for the weak, but since then he'd grown so close to Yusuke, Kuwabara and Kurama. Hiei knew Youko was just Kurama's other form, and that deep inside Shuichi was buried in there, he knew he could reach him, eventually. It was going to take some time. "Shiori?" The name felt strange in his mouth; it stuck at the back of his throat, for some reason. Youko blinked as he felt a tear run down his face, and narrowed his eyes slightly. The burns and bruises were beginning to hurt now, too. He tipped his head to stare absently at the ground, eyes now hidden behind his hair. "Hiei..." That word, too, was strange. It was as though he knew of them, or of something linked to them, but... He just couldn't put his finger on it. A protective surge shot through Hiei. Seeing any version of Kurama hurt tugged on his heart and made his stomach churn. The instinct to protect and comfort Youko was too strong. Hiei reached out and caught Youko's tear with his thumb. He immediately pulled the kitsune into an embrace. He ran his fingers through Youko's hair trying to bring the fox some sort of comfort. He was certain he struck a nerve. He searched for the right things to say but the words wouldn't come out so he just held Youko close. "We should make a salve for your burns." Hiei tried to change the subject. Startled out of his musing, at the abrupt invasion of space, Youko reeled back from Hiei's hand and bared his teeth instinctively. The Jagan bindings yet restricted him from springing away, however, and in the next moment he was frozen in an abrupt hug. It tingled along his skin uncomfortably, and whispered thoughts in his mind; the scent of this youkai was familiar, too. Beyond that... That amber gaze grew unfocused as he grew distracted with the name Hiei had spoken, before. Shiori... Who was Shiori? Shuichi. They were linked, weren't they? But how... He didn't even hear Hiei's next comment, tall form bowed over him as the fire demon clung to him, long strands of silver melting into spiky black. Shiori was... someone... Hiei felt some relief when Youko relaxed a little into the embrace. "Shiori is Shuichi's mother." Hiei explained. Kurama loved Shiori more than anything else in any of the three worlds. He hoped Youko would understand but was a little uncertain. All of this was taking an emotional toll on Hiei. He knew that he wouldn't be able to bind Youko with the Jagan much longer. His concentration and control were slipping. He was tired from the earlier fight. Hopefully, Youko wasn't in the mood to eviscerate him anymore. Hiei forced himself to concentrate on keeping Youko bound until he was certain that Youko wouldn't harm him. "We should treat your burns." Hiei repeated getting to his feet and loosening the embrace. The words penetrated the fog in which he was thinking, and Youko blinked dully. His head was beginning to hurt, and his body ached from the earlier battle. The bindings around him seemed more forgiving, and he brought a clawed hand to his head, the tips still wet with blood. It burrowed into his hair, pressing against the pain in his skull. There was something pounding at the edge of his mind, screaming... What was... Shiori is dead. It echoed out to him, drenched in weeping, full of emotions he didn't need nor want. He murmured it, trying to place himself in reality. "Shiori is dead..." His voice was faraway, and his arm snaked around Hiei's waist as he sought to leave; keeping him close. "Wait..." He breathed deep, wallowing in the familiarity of the scent, and slivered eyes fell shut as he pulled on the thread of despair in the back of his mind, trying to examine it; the smell of Hiei's hair, so close to his nose, was grounding him. Even after standing up Youko still towered over him. Youko hugged him even tighter. Shiori is dead... Youko's words echoed in Hiei's skull. Hiei had been right. Kurama was devastated and his human half had retreated away. He had lost almost everything. Shiori was his everything. Hiei had never known his mother. There was no way he could fathom what Kurama was going through. Hearing Youko's plea, Hiei wrapped his arms around Youko again, even tighter, and slowly ran his fingers through the silver hair. He had no idea what to say. Yusuke knew how to comfort Kurama better than Hiei did. What would Yusuke say? "I've got you. I'll stay with you." The words he conjured to comfort Youko felt foreign on his tongue. Hiei's words weren't really heard, but his voice was, and that thrummed through him, his brow knitting. The smell of blood floated up to him, then, and Youko remembered... Blood everywhere, a woman dying in his arms, pain and misery and devastation. Something in him had shattered; Shuichi had shattered, and Kurama had gone to Youko to escape it. He understood now. "Hiei." He said, purposeful and firm. Yes. He knew Hiei. The others, as well. Behind the shattered mirror, Shuichi was still weeping and hiding; Kurama didn't know how to handle him, but it wasn't who he was to break down into tears. Still, he felt another one slip down his face as the weight of the loss pressed on him, causing a sharp inhale. He clutched Hiei to him, his other hand going to the fire demon's hair, but was otherwise silent. The smell of blood brought him back, and he frowned slowly, not recalling what had happened. Gently, he leaned back to appraise the demon in his embrace, holding him at arm's length. His gaze darkened as he noticed the numerous nasty wounds; Hiei's right shoulder had been punctured, and there were numerous deep gouges along his right side. His left arm sported what looked like claw marks and Kurama reached for them, unthinkingly. The blood on his claws stood out against his youko form's pale skin and he froze, eyes locking on them, the question as to who had done this to his friend dying in his throat. He swallowed, aghast at himself, not daring to look the Jaganshi in the eyes. Had he... to Hiei, of all people... Hiei listened, it seemed like Youko was starting to get a hold of himself. Maybe part of him could remember all of their time together. Youko's voice sounded softer now...more aware. "Kurama?" Hiei questioned. He was sure of it. Kurama remembered him. Maybe he remembered the others too. Hiei could only hope. Hiei let Kurama hold him. It was obviously bringing him some comfort. Hiei looked up at Kurama and met his eyes. There were tears in his golden eyes. Hiei stopped stroking Kurama's hair and embraced him tighter. "I've got you, Kurama." His voice sounded stronger, more certain. He watched Kurama's eyes trail over his injuries and he watched Kurama's face when Kurama realized that he had hurt Hiei. Kurama looked...ashamed. Hiei brought a hand up to Kurama's face, looking into Kurama's eyes. "I'm fine. You weren't yourself. I was..." The words caught in Hiei's throat. "I was worried about you." Hiei looked up at him again. "I'm fine." He insisted. His expression as stubborn as ever. Kurama sighed, vaguely aggravated. "You're not." He muttered this waspishly; annoyed at himself, annoyed at the situation. He reached into his hair for a healing plant and - found nothing. Kurama blinked. His seeds were nowhere to be found. Well... no, they were only a bit of a distance away. A wry smile tugged onto his face as he focused on that, instead, shaking his head as he put his hands on Hiei's shoulders, pressing gently in a silent request for him to sit. "Wait here. I'll get something to heal you." He didn't address Hiei's attempts to comfort him; no matter what the Jaganshi said, he couldn't forgive himself. Such a loss of control was inexcusable - even worse, that he had hurt someone he cared about! Attempting a slight smile in gratitude for Hiei trying so hard to make him feel better, he stood. As Kurama collected his scattered seeds, absentmindedly searching for the right healing one, he berated himself for making Hiei worry about him and for inadvertently putting the small youkai in the direct line of fire. Hiei let go of the embrace. He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. Kurama was right about Hiei's injuries being nasty, but he knew they would heal in a day or so on their own. They certainly weren't life threatening. When Kurama pressed on his shoulders he sat down. He knew that arguing with Kurama would be useless, and that Kurama was fussing over him to avoid his own internal demons. It was much better this way. This could provide a distraction. If Kurama wanted to avoid thinking about Shiori for a little while, it was alright. "Hn." Hiei grunted in response. He watched Kurama search for the tiny seedlings. Finding them all, Kurama returned to Hiei's side, busying himself with the proper preparation. Something to clean, another to disinfect... Hiei's shirt was a mess, and in the way. He took a small blade of grass into his hand, sharpening it to a handheld knife and cutting the ruined garment off his friend. Much easier to work with. For bandages... well, his white tunic was clean enough, and certainly better than anything else around here. This decided, he cut off strips of the long, white sheet of fabric that hung in front of his pants. The cleaning stung a bit, no doubt; a gel, from the stem of a certain plant. The disinfectant was a pollen, blown carefully into Hiei's wounds. From there, he took the strips of his destroyed tunic and began to wrap them around Hiei's punctured right shoulder, first. "I... apologize, for being so rough with you." He murmured regretfully, eyes on his work, looping it around and around and tying it off, at the end. Kurama moved onto Hiei's left arm, and the claw marks there. He was careful, not giving any more pain with the action than what was unavoidable. He smiled a little, taking note of his own burns and bruises and the headache throbbing against his temples. "You really set out to hold back just enough to stop me, didn't you?" Kurama questioned, softly, moving on - once finished with Hiei's left arm - to wrap larger swaths of cloth around Hiei's waist, putting extra padding on the right side to absorb any lingering bleeding. He tied this one off, as well, and sat back on his legs in a kneel, smiling tiredly. Hiei remembered that Kurama had once teased him about how many times his shirts got lost or destroyed. This time Kurama was the one who ripped it. The thought almost made him laugh. He growled as Kurama disinfected the wounds. If he didn't know better he would've sworn that the disinfecting process hurt worse than the actual fight. "It's fine." Hiei snarled. The sting of the ointment made his voice sound much harsher than he intended. He watched Kurama wrap his wounds. "Correct. I intended to startle or restrain you, until you came to your senses. I did not wish to injure you." Hiei was thankful that the fight didn't continue on for much longer. He could already feel the post battle fatigue start to set in. Hiei was known to fall asleep after particularly intense fights. His eyelids were already starting to get heavier. Kurama noticed this weariness, of course, even as he had taken to sprouting another medicinal plant that helped with the burns on his arms and upper body. He watched Hiei from the corner of his eye, surreptitious, through his hair. "You had to go so far as the Dragon?" Kurama observed, mildly. He turned back to Hiei once he was finished applying the salve, and winced a little as he stood up; muscles aching and complaining. "There should be an old den of mine nearby, where you can rest." He offered a hand to his friend, leaning down a bit as was necessary, should Hiei want to reach up to him. His youko form was very tall. Kurama smiled sweetly at Hiei, silver hair falling enchantingly over his shoulders; no mocking here. "Come now. You've earned some sleep, I think, after dealing with my silly tantrums." It went unsaid that he'd gladly carry Hiei, should he fall asleep on the way. Hiei watched Kurama apply the salve to the burns on his body. "Didn't need to." Hiei tried to push the exhaustion out of his voice, but it was no use. "I thought if you...saw the dragon you might remember..." The exhaustion crept back in. "...I intentionally missed you." Hiei wiped his hand against one weary eye and a yawn escaped. "You know I'd never...with the dragon..." His voice trailed off. It was the first time since fighting Sensui that Hiei got a good look at Youko. The long silver hair cascading down his shoulders with the sweet smile. Resting in Youko's den sounded...nice. There was a part of Hiei that feared that when he woke up Kurama wouldn't be there. He tried to calm that part of himself. Hiei reached out to Kurama, and immediately slumped over fast asleep. Maybe it was the pollen, the exertion or the salve. Hiei's chest rose and fell as he breathed. He drifted off into a dream almost immediately. Kurama chuckled softly to himself as he easily caught the small youkai, gazing down at him fondly as he scooped him into his arms. He sighed, straightening and lifting his nose, picking out the scent of the flowers he put around all his dens. There, to the north. Hiei secure in his grasp, Kurama made his way over in that direction. With Hiei asleep, he was left alone with his thoughts. But Hiei was something warm against him, grounding him away from giving into his earlier emotions, tough as it would be. Shiori... His face sobered as he drew inside, going deep in thought as he wound his way to the old den. Being a fire youkai, Hiei instinctively snuggled closer to Kurama. Kurama was much warmer than the Makai air. The Jagan seemed to cycle through Hiei's memories of his time with Kurama. The four of them at the Dark Tournament together, playing cards in the hotel room together. How Kurama would always be sure to call his mother to make sure she was doing alright. Hiei remembered the look of fear on Kurama's face when he had to fight Roto. After the fight, Hiei had quietly informed him that the demon sent to harm his mother had died with Roto. Kurama smiled at him. It was back when they were both still friends, before Hiei noticed or acknowledged this annoying crush. He remembered sometime later, Hiei having dinner with Kurama and Shiori. Shiori had spotted him talking with Kurama and had invited him before either of them had time to object. He had only been out for a little over an hour, when he was startled awake by the sudden influx of memories. He sat up abruptly and rubbed his head. It seemed like he just needed a nap. By then, they'd slipped past Kurama's guardian plants and settled into the interior. It wasn't fashionable, by Ningenkai standards, but it had a few beds covered with furs from some large demon creatures. Hiei was settled on one, and Kurama had taken the other; lying on his back, staring quietly at the ceiling. His ears perked at the abrupt movement, and he glanced over towards his friend. Kurama smiled gently, tucking some silver hair out of the way of his face as he turned onto his side to face the Jaganshi, tail swishing lightly over his own bed. "Feel better, Hiei?" Hearing a voice, Hiei turned to look over at Kurama. He nodded. A good chunk of his energy had already been restored. "And yourself?" Hiei turned to face Kurama. Hiei noticed that this was probably the longest period of time that he had seen Kurama in his Youko form. Typically he would have turned back into Shuichi by now. Obviously the grief seemed to keep Shuichi away. Grief took time, the best Hiei could do was give Kurama space and be supportive and listen when he was needed. For now, distracting Kurama from some of the pain was probably the best Hiei could do. "Yukina intends to go through with marrying the stupid oaf." Hiei's expression was hilariously incredulous. "I'm all right." Kurama offered, golden eyes neutral even though they held more of his habitual good humor than Youko's steely solemnity. Still, he gave nothing else away over how he was dealing with the tragedy. In truth, Kurama wasn't certain shifting to Shuichi would be best, right now. His human self was emotionally shattered, and he was more expressive in that form. As a youko, Kurama had more control. If he tried to shift to Shuichi, the human emotions could very well overwhelm him again; neither Hiei nor himself wanted that. Happy for something else to focus on, Kurama's face broke out into a grin at Hiei's expression. He leaned his chin on the palm of his hand, elbow propped on the bed. "Oh? Do tell." His fluffy tail wagged, once, with interest, ears still perked. He hadn't kept up with his old friends so well, in the past few years. But hearing Hiei complain about Kuwabara's plans for Yukina would at least be very entertaining to hear. "Yusuke told Kuwabara about Yukina and my shared parentage. Kuwabara's honor dictated that he ask for my blessing." Hiei's brows furrowed, recalling the moment with an expression of disbelief and an eye roll. Kuwabara had made a huge show of it and caught Hiei almost entirely by surprise. "It was beyond pathetic. He was groveling like a fool and apologizing. I told him that it was not my decision to make, and only Yukina could make such a decision, but he insisted." Telling Kurama about the incident almost gave Hiei secondhand embarrassment. "I gave him my permission, but informed him that if he ever hurt Yukina I'd rip out his spine, and feed the rest of him to my dragon." Hiei smirked at Kurama. "Yusuke laughed like a buffoon. I know very little of human marriage customs, but Yusuke has insisted that I bring a date." Yusuke found the situation to be the most hilarious thing ever. Hiei was honestly surprised that Yusuke hadn't called Kurama and told him about it. Yusuke had picked up on Hiei's crush and used every opportunity to suggest Hiei invite that person. A slender silver brow had lofted, at the first news. Really, now... Who would've thought Hiei would be such an expressive storyteller? That alone nearly made Kurama's grin split his face, but he restrained himself to hear the rest. Honestly, though, he was a bit distracted by just how animated Hiei was being about all this. It made him miss the others, as well. Work at his job under Hatanaka had taken over most of his life; such was the curse of salarymen everywhere. They'd just drifted apart, and he'd been putting his youko self more and more out of his mind, lately. Yukina's wedding might be a good way to sneak back into the group; it was a natural gathering, and surely... Hiei continued talking about all the stupid wedding things he had been subjected to. How he had been dragged by Keiko, Botan and Yukina to go cake tasting. How Yukina had brought him dress shopping because she needed an opinion. Hiei had never realized that there were so many different styles of white dresses. Yukina must've tried on at least 15 before selecting the "perfect" one. Hiei would've rather fought Bui again than see another white dress. At Kurama's question Hiei paused. "Will I be given the honor of an invitation?" Kurama teased with a charming smile, amber eyes still shining with mirth. He meant from Kuwabara and Yukina, of course; he had no idea whatsoever of how Hiei felt about him. Kurama'd always suspected Yusuke to be the eventual subject of any crush Hiei might develop, as a matter of fact; even despite the detective's on-and-off-again relationship with Keiko. Thus, Kurama hadn't the faintest idea how that statement could possibly be construed in a different way, to Hiei hearing it. "Yusuke keeps saying I should invite you to be my date." Truthfully, Hiei had no idea what Yusuke meant by 'date.' He figured it was just something that Yusuke was doing just to tease him and get under his skin. "Botan, Kuwabara, and the others keep saying that too." "He did?" Kurama blinked, at that; honestly surprised. Why would Yusuke say such a thing? There was teasing, and there was... well, something else. The others, too. Kurama blinked, again, and peered at Hiei thoughtfully; his hand migrated from being leaned-upon to rubbing his chin, absently. "They all did." Hiei corrected. Even Yukina had brought it up with Hiei before. It seemed like everyone except Kurama knew about Hiei's crush. It couldn't really be helped. If either Yusuke or Botan knew a secret the whole group was bound to hear about it. The only reason Kurama didn't know was probably because he had not hung out with any of them lately. "Hiei... do you know what a date is?" Straight to the heart of the matter, no discernible inflection but thoughtfulness. If Hiei truly didn't know the connotations of such a thing... Why would the others apply pressure to put Hiei in such a position? Kurama's brow knit, and he frowned a little in his musings; it probably looked a bit more intimidating on Youko's face than it would have on Shuichi's, unfortunately. Hiei shook his head and shrugged. "No. They keep bringing it up though." Yukina had referred to the cake tasting that they all went to as a 'date,' so Hiei thought it was just an event. Not necessarily romantic. In certain contexts it might be though. He didn't really know or explore the definition. "...well, all right." Kurama was, to put it mildly, flummoxed. How curious, though. Hiei began to become a little concerned when he watched Kurama's expression. "Is something wrong?" At Hiei's question Kurama blinked again, then put a hand behind his head as he tried to laugh it off. It was a very human gesture, and must've looked a tad silly coming from the lanky, regal youko. "Oh, no, no... It's just so strange, that they would choose that word." Kurama smiled at him. "Usually it's used in Ningenkai for someone whose company you enjoy. Someone you take out, to other places." He lifted his eyes, thinking with a tilt of his head. "Such as food, or entertainment, or simply to be together." Kurama beamed warmly at his friend. "If there's anyone special like that, who you would like to do those kind of things with, you should take them as your 'date'. I'm certain they'll send me an invitation of my own. It's just odd they would seek to pressure you to invite me so much, honestly..." And Kurama was back to musing, rubbing his chin absently, ears flattening on his head as he concentrated on the puzzle put before him. Hiei raised an eyebrow. He clearly didn't understand what Kurama was getting at. "Hm." Hiei tried to recall the last time he had spent time with Kurama. By Kurama's definition most of the time they spent together was a date. "When we walked through that garden of carnivorous plants and then watched the fireworks." Hiei genuinely did not pick up on what Kurama was explaining. "Was that a date?" He looked a bit puzzled and genuinely confused. "Doesn't that mean we 'date' all the time?" "Ah..." Kurama face-faulted. Oh, he hadn't explained it well. He felt the tips of his ears warm in embarrassment at his failing, and hastily moved to correct Hiei's conclusion. "Dates... and dating... are for special people in Ningenkai, Hiei." How to explain it... ah! Kurama put a hand to his own chest, smiling kindly. "Someone you should date would make you feel warm and light inside. Not warm like fire-ki, either, but more..." Hmm, this was difficult. He sighed, closing his eyes briefly to think - then smiled, slowly. He looked back at Hiei. "It's a feeling of relief and happiness, in your head, when you're around this person; it makes you want to smile to yourself when you think of them. A bit similar to the warmth in your chest when you're around or think of Yukina, perhaps? Only it's a different kind of warmth... More in your stomach, perhaps?" ...Oh dear, it shouldn't be his job to explain that, or this conversation would get very awkward, very quickly. Kurama really didn't want to have to explain sex to Hiei... surely the fire demon had at least picked up on what that was? Hiei certainly wasn't a child. Hiei raised an eyebrow again. Kurama's addition to this explanation only made the fire youkai more confused. Hiei was relieved and happy when he was around Kurama. He felt the best when he was around Kurama. No one really fit that definition better than Kurama did. Hiei looked a little frustrated "You described yourself again, fox." Hiei observed. He was definitely missing the point. Kurama didn't say anything that made Hiei think that dates weren't platonic. Hiei recalled a conversation that he had with Yusuke a year or so prior. Yusuke had suspected that the fire youkai had some feelings for Kurama. Hiei refused to openly admit anything. So Yusuke wore him down. At the time Hiei had felt vulnerable and humiliated. Yusuke felt very guilty and immediately explained that everyone had a special someone and that Keiko was his special someone. Yukina said Kuwabara was special. It took a second for the realization to dawn on Hiei. Had he just accidentally admitted to having romantic feelings for Kurama? He tried to keep his expression neutral. "...I suppose I did, didn't I." Kurama muttered absently, brows furrowed. He wasn't really listening. Eventually, Kurama simply sighed, and shook his head. He truly wasn't explaining this well, and shot an apologetic glance towards his friend. "I'm sorry, Hiei - I'm likely not the best one to ask, about this. Keiko or Yukina might be able to explain it in a way you'd understand." Inwardly, he pouted a bit, not picking up on Hiei's sudden stiffness immediately. When he did notice it, after a beat, Kurama blinked, looking towards the Jaganshi a bit more worryingly than before. "Are you feeling all right? Do your injuries hurt?" He still felt guilty about causing them, as well. Hiei shrugged. He hated feeling like he was missing something, but this conversation was dangerous for him. He let the subject get dropped to avoid embarrassing himself. Hiei definitely wasn't going to openly admit to anything like this. "It's nothing." Hiei tried to zap the emotion from his voice. As soon as he was quiet he felt an uncomfortable silence shift over them. Hiei wanted to drown out the silence immediately. Distracting Kurama from his grief. All of a sudden Hiei remembered. "Kurama," Hiei asked curiously. "Do you know why Youko propositioned me?" Hiei could be socially obtuse but that was definitely what the fox was suggesting when Hiei first bound the kitsune with the Jagan. Leave it to Hiei to find something even more awkward to bring up. "He asked if there was something else I wanted." It had gone over Hiei's head before, but now it was hitting him like a brick. Youko had suggested it before he had even recognized Hiei. Did Kurama subconsciously find him attractive or something? Youko wouldn't have made the suggestion if he didn't want someone to take him up, would he? Surely, Youko didn't run around propositioning everyone. In the silence, Kurama had laid back down on his bed, staring at the ceiling a moment before closing his eyes. He felt quite exhausted, suddenly. Hiei's question made his ears and tail twitch, and Kurama felt a surge of annoyance for his youko self. Smug, arrogant bastard. Even though Kurama knew he still had some of these traits, he liked to think the Human World had made him better. That Shiori had - A stone fell into his gut, as he accidentally reminded himself of what had happened, and Kurama swallowed. He linked his hands over his stomach and tried to make his voice sound as normal as possible. He even let some of the annoyance at Youko leak through, to cover it. "Pay it no mind, Hiei." Kurama said, sounding weary. "If he feels cornered, Youko will use anything he can to throw an opponent off-balance and gain an advantage. I'm sorry he tried to use that tactic on you." Hiei felt a lump in his throat. Maybe Youko did proposition everyone. There were a million ways such a tactic could go wrong. "That's a strange tactic." Hiei commented. Hiei did not know if Kurama interpreted his words correctly, to Hiei they amounted to an accidental confession. If Kurama picked up on it, he seemed indifferent. At least their friendship seemed intact. Hiei interpreted Kurama's statement as meaning that Kurama was not physically attracted to Hiei or romantically interested. That was alright. Hiei could deal with that. Outward rejection, was something too raw for him to stomach. Hiei began to feel sleepy again and laid back down, lost in thought for a moment. He had never told Yukina that he was her brother (she found out herself) because he feared that she'd reject him. It was better to lock these feelings down. There was something odd in Hiei's tone; he couldn't quite place it. Kurama blinked, and sat up to look over his shoulder at his friend, leaning back on his arms. "It is..." He hesitated, tilting his head slightly, peering at Hiei. Then Kurama smiled, just a bit, as his friend lay down once more. As night drew closer, it grew darker outside and a cold breeze wafted through the plants woven over the cave's entrance. As good an excuse as any... "Would you like to come sleep over here?" Kurama offered, grinning gently. "I never got around to installing central heating or a kotatsu in these dens, before I died. It'd certainly be more comfortable for me, warm as you are." But naturally, the choice was up to Hiei. Hiei sat up and looked over at Kurama. Inviting him to bed now? Was Kurama propositioning him? One of Hiei's eyebrows shot up. He didn't want to seem too eager or too excited. Hiei nodded, standing up. He walked over to Kurama's bed and got under the covers with him in one swift motion. Hiei didn't know much about how kitsunes or humans showed or expressed interest, so he couldn't be too sure. Hiei decided to air on the side of caution in case Kurama was not propositioning him, and kept about a 6 inches of distance between them. He laid on his side. He didn't know what to do. If they were going to fool around Kurama needed to take the lead. If they were supposed to cuddle or something, was Hiei supposed to be the big spoon or the little spoon. It was all very frustrating. The smell hit him immediately. Kurama smelled very nice...like roses and honey. The sweet scent made Hiei nervous. Hiei was definitely keeping his hands to himself. He was a little surprised his offer had been accepted so readily, but Kurama certainly wasn't about to complain. He scooted over to make room for his friend, and was once again struck by how very different their bodies were, when he was like this. Hiei barely came up to his waist when he was a youko. He'd have to figure out how to deal with Shuichi's emotions soon, as he did like his other form. It was easier to maneuver in, not being so tall, and didn't stick out as much. Kurama noticed Hiei giving him space with some amusement, upon recalling how the little youkai had snuggled up to him in his sleep, earlier, during the trip here. Thus, with the thought in mind that Hiei would end up snuggling him anyway at some point while they slept, Kurama simply shuffled over to his friend and wrapped his arms around him. Youko's limbs were long and lanky, almost entirely hiding Hiei's chest against his own. Kurama curled around him, tail flicking slightly to find a comfortable position and ears flattening as he sighed, eyes closing. He rested his chin on Hiei's spiky hair and simply held him. It certainly was much warmer. After a beat, Kurama offered something else, voice soft and intimate. "Thank you for being there to bring me back, Hiei." Hiei had tried to put some distance between them for Kurama's sake, but when Kurama pulled him in he couldn't help but get excited. A surge of heat shot through him. Kurama's chest was right up against his back and Kurama's words were soft and intimate. Hiei couldn't hear them over the pounding in his chest. Hiei felt like he was melting into Kurama. His skin flushed bright red. His heart was beating so hard and fast that he was sure Kurama could hear it. Hiei reminded himself to breathe. He needed to calm down. At least in this position Kurama wouldn't be able to tell if he was aroused. Hiei would never admit this out loud, but he loved this closeness and this intimacy. He loved it when Kurama touched him. He could hear Kurama's heart beat. It was much steadier than his. It relaxed him. Hiei leaned back further into Kurama's arms. "Mm." Kurama had remained silent as Hiei adjusted to the contact. He gave his friend the space to react as he would; Hiei's pulse was loud and frightened in his ears, obviously distressed. Kurama hesitated to pull away, but seriously considered it if Hiei didn't react well to the hug for long. He wouldn't pressure Hiei to stay close to him if it truly made the Jaganshi anxious. Surprisingly, Hiei settled down after the initial expected shock, and Kurama felt a warm smile light over his face at the acceptance. His tail swished a bit, wagging until he made a conscious effort to halt it. He squeezed Hiei a bit closer before relaxing into a more comfortable hold, nuzzling the familiar, grounding scent in those black-blue spokes of hair. A few silver strands had drifted over his bare arm to lay upon Hiei, with the movement Kurama had made to hug him. Unintentionally, he began to doze in the warmth and security now hovering under the furs atop them; their own little pocket of reality. Hiei was a little surprised. He could've sworn he heard Kurama's tail swishing. Kurama definitely liked the contact too. It was good to know that this wasn't one-sided. Kurama was so warm and soft. He listened to Kurama's breathing and was able to tell when the kitsune had settled into sleep. Hiei's eyelids began to become heavy and he cuddled impossibly closer. As he began to drift off into sleep, he sleepily found one of Kurama's hands and laced his fingers there. Hiei didn't think he had ever been more happy.
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Light streamed in through the cave. Hiei sleepily looked up. It hadn't been a dream. Kurama was wrapped around him. The kitsune was still sleeping, peacefully. Hiei's hand was still laced between Kurama's fingers. He didn't remember whether he held Kurama's hand or if it was Kurama who held his. Happiness seemed to erupt in his chest. This was intimacy or at least flirting by human standards. He'd never cuddle up with Kuwabara or Yusuke like this. But kitsune probably just cuddled all the time. His heart sank. Even more awkward, Hiei was aroused. This happened every single morning. Normally he would relieve himself immediately, but there was no way to do that with Kurama around. He hoped it would go away on it's own, before Kurama woke up. Kurama was slower to wake, some time after Hiei had. He mumbled into Hiei's hair; his hand was caught in something. It was warm, though. A lazy smile drifted over his face and he dipped his head, still mostly asleep, to nose at Hiei's neck, scenting him. Warm and familiar. Mm. Kurama yawned, muttering vaguely as his eyes slivered open, careful of the bright light. "Hm?" Hiei was still beside him. Kurama was surprised he hadn't gotten up at the crack of dawn, to go train; it seemed the sort of morning ritual Hiei in which would partake. At some point in the night, their hands had gotten linked, and Kurama chalked it up to sleepy affection. He certainly was guilty of that; or, at least, his past bed partners had said he was; 'clingy', or some such thing. At least Hiei hadn't complained, yet. But his stomach gurgled angrily at him and so Kurama gently disentangled their hands and stretched, long limbs straightening out for the day before he relaxed and propped himself up on an elbow. His hair was fairly mussed, not as perfect-looking as it usually was, and Kurama cast a bleary smile down to his friend, voice low and rough from sleep. "Mm... g' morning, Hiei." Shit! Kurama had woken up before Hiei calm himself down. Even worse, Kurama was being very affectionate. Hiei felt Kurama nuzzle his neck. It sent a shiver down his spine. Hiei couldn't help it. He let out a soft sigh. His skin flushed at the noise that came out. He mumbled an apology. He couldn't help but feel even smaller laying next to Kurama's seven foot tall kitsune form. He felt more vulnerable than usual. While Hiei usually rose before dawn to train, Kurama's embrace was so warm and soft that Hiei couldn't bear to leave. He always craved intimacy and closeness. Being close to Kurama like this was like rain to a desert. Hiei looked up at Kurama for the first time since yesterday. Kurama's hair was messier, but definitely in the sexy bedhead way. For a moment the desire crept across Hiei's features, but Hiei immediately captured it. Hiei tried to keep his expression as neutral as possible. Hopefully, Kurama didn't notice. "Mm...Kurama." Luckily for Hiei, Kurama was definitely not a morning person. His mighty powers of observation were quite dull before he'd had something to eat; at least, whenever he woke up feeling safe. In Makai he had been razor-sharp every morning, a light sleeper, lest his bedmate turn out to be someone with ill intent. Ningenkai had softened his reflexes, but - for example - while staying in Gandara he was on constant alert, for obvious reasons. But this was one of his dens, and Hiei was a trusted friend, so Kurama instinctively allowed himself to luxuriate in waking slowly. Thus, anything that might have been rather obvious to a fully-awake fox was missed completely through the fog of waking up. Kurama gave Hiei a wide smile; it looked a tad goofy on that sculpted-from-purest-marble face of Youko's. Without warning, he swept down to kiss the Jaganshi's cheek, silver hair falling like a curtain around them before he just as easily - without missing a beat - rolled over and off him, threw off the furs from his side of the bed, and climbed out. Kurama ran a hand distractedly through his hair, wincing at the tangles and muttered something as he headed for the front of the cave, casually slipping to his kitsune form, which was stealthier to hunt in. Something about 'catching breakfast', leaving Hiei to his own devices for a bit. Hiei was startled by the kiss. He flushed bright red. "Kurama?" He sat up in bed watching Kurama in disbelief. Did I imagine it? He used the Jagan to play back the memory. He definitely did not. Kurama had kissed him. No one else had ever. His skin flushed. Hiei touched the cheek. His heart was fluttering wildly. When Kuwabara kissed Yukina on the cheek, Shizuru had lectured them about PDA and told them to 'get a room.' Yusuke had explained what she meant later. Kisses on the cheek signified affection, but were often shared between couples or family members. Kuwabara and Yusuke would never kiss him on the cheek. Hiei felt like he was floating. Once Kurama had left he sunk back into bed and rolled over onto his stomach. He inhaled Kurama's scent deeply. Roses and honey. It was lovely like Kurama. Hiei just wanted to sink into the warmth and the scent, but snapped awake abruptly. "Mm." He was painfully hard. He definitely was not going to do that in Kurama's den. He sat up completely and tried to will his body to relax. After some meditation he found himself able to relax. Hiei couldn't help but be a tad annoyed. Kurama had kissed him, and then run off to grab breakfast. He hadn't even explained it. Hiei couldn't help but replay the memory again, still disbelieving. Some time later, Kurama brushed aside the woven, flowering vines that protected the entrance, a skinned and definitely dead Makai deer slung over his shoulder. A large leaf was beneath it, to prevent his tunic from getting soiled with blood. It was too big to carry as a kitsune, so this was easier. He'd had a few field mice to wake himself up a bit, and give him the energy to hunt. This was the main meal. Forests were always his preferred territory, in that he could use them to trap or impale his prey without as much fuss over it running off. He spotted Hiei sitting on the bed and smiled towards him. Kurama indicated with a tilt of his head, the ancient fire pit placed a safe distance from the more flammable items in his den. A metal pole with a handle at one end was propped over two vertical ones that held it in a deep groove, for easy roasting. It had been a while, but it still looked functional. There was a hole high overhead to let the smoke out, criss-crossed with more guardian plants to prevent anyone sneaking in that way. The plants overhead shuffled away as he approached the pit, tying the deer securely to the horizontal pole. Kurama glanced towards Hiei, then, curious. "Do you need wood to keep a fire going? Ah, I should've gotten some on the way back..." Kurama nearly pouted, put out at his lack of forethought, and rose again, intending to go out to gather some. Hiei was surprised that Kurama was still in his demon form. He figured that once the initial shock wore off, Kurama would revert to his human form. This was probably the longest time that Kurama stayed in this form. It made sense. Shuichi was still definitely hurting. If it were a few years ago Hiei would've been delighted to see so much of Youko, but now Hiei was more concerned. For now Hiei would not openly prod Kurama about it, some emotional space and time to reflect would probably be the best for him. Hiei suppressed a laugh. A fire youkai like him did not need wood to keep a fire going. "I don't." Hiei replied with a smirk. Keeping a fire going was no problem. Controlling it and putting it out tended to be the difficult parts, but Hiei had mastered this. "Do you have a preference?" Hiei remembered that Yusuke liked rare-almost raw, and Kuwabara, Keiko and Botan preferred medium. Hiei and Yukina preferred to burn everything to a crisp. He did not know what Kurama preferred. Hiei had been pretty certain Kurama's favorite food was Inarizushi, and Kurama didn't eat meat as often as the others did. Hiei waited for a response before igniting a small fire. He carefully made sure to keep the deer at the proper temperature. Kurama honestly didn't care, so long as the food was cooked. He settled down beside Hiei to watch the fire; flickering flames drawing his eyes in. Absently, he started to finger-comb more of the tangles out of his hair. Kurama had forgotten what a pain his youko form was, sometimes. Shuichi's hair was much easier to manage... Bowing his head a bit, he reflected. It would be better for him to try and switch to Shuichi, if he could. He felt more at home in that form, honestly; fifteen years did build a habit. Behind the shattered mirror in his mind, he could yet hear weeping, but it wasn't as intense as before. Maybe he could try, now. Biting the inside of his cheek, he turned to Hiei, smiling hesitantly. "I... might try to shift back. Can you keep an eye on me?" Golden eyes slid to the side, vaguely uncertain. "I'm not sure how badly Shuichi's form will handle my current emotions." But Kurama couldn't stay a youko forever; Shiori had given him Shuichi's form, and it would... insult her memory for him to avoid that body out of the pain of loss, only. He closed his eyes, sighing with a faint shake of his head, and leaned forward to prop an elbow on one of his knees, chin rested in the attached palm, his legs crossed with each foot tucked under the opposite knee. His ears fell back on his head, that and his twitching tail betraying his discomfort at confronting what he had avoided for the better part of a day. But Kurama couldn't put it off forever, and if he tried it might only get worse... Hiei tried to maintain his focus and keep the fire consistent. He watched Kurama comb through his silver hair. He had always wondered how Youko and Shuichi had the patience to maintain such long hair. Shuichi's hair wasn't nearly as long as Youko's so it probably was much more manageable. Hiei looked over at Kurama, his expression didn't hide his concern very well. Hiei nodded. "Yes." Up until recently Hiei hadn't really been physically intimate or close with anyone. Lately Kurama had been changing that. It meant more to him than Hiei could possibly say. He reached out and grabbed Kurama's upper arm. He gave it a gentle squeeze. He gave Kurama a knowing look. After a few seconds he let go and looked back into the fire. He wanted to reassure Kurama, but he could not find the words. Lately they'd been physically close. Hiei hoped the meaning behind the gesture was clear. He tried to keep his expression as neutral as possible to avoid alarming Kurama, but he watched Kurama carefully out of the corner of his eye. Kurama blinked, not expecting the contact but smiling at it, nonetheless. When Hiei looked away, Kurama gazed at him a moment before sighing to himself. He stood, heading back over towards a spare patch of stone floor; less flammable, over there. Not that he didn't trust Hiei to keep the fire from burning him, but it was still better to avoid surprises. Settling down into a meditative position, he bowed his head. Kurama closed his eyes. Stepping closer to the mirror in his mind that reflected both bodies he had available to him, Kurama saw a reflection of his Shuichi-self in the same pose. He looked a mess, tears running down his face and eyes hollowed and soulless. The school uniform was covered in Shiori's blood, which had dried by now. It would still smell like her. Bracing himself, Kurama reached out a hand; the mirror-Shuichi followed him exactly. When their fingers touched, the world tilted and Kurama felt himself phase through the mirror into his other form, leaving Youko behind. Physically, Kurama betrayed very little outward change except for the moment his hair bled to red, his clothing changed and Youko's towering height shrank. Initially there was nothing, and then the bloodstains poked out; they had soaked his uniform all over his front and thighs, his hands - he had held her in his lap as she died. Kurama shuddered as the emotions hit him and his breathing grew abruptly ragged, falling forward as one hand moved to steady him, eyes pinching shut against the wave of agony that ripped through him. No, it would not own him again. He could bear this. Tears fled down his face despite his attempts at stoicism, body curling inward instinctively to try to protect the hurt he felt inside. He didn't make a sound outside of his panicked breath. Hiei could not deny that he was concerned. Out of all of the people he knew Kurama was the most mentally resilient, and just a day ago the stress had gotten to him and he had snapped. Hiei had hoped that when Shiori died it would be quiet and peaceful, a human death. The few times he'd interacted with her she had been very kind to him. Hiei knew he couldn't possibly imagine how Kurama was feeling right now. Hiei had watched Yusuke grieve for Genkai, but she had come back. Shiori probably wasn't coming back. When Yusuke was grieving his emotions were off the charts. One moment he was cursing the world, and the next moment he was sobbing into a pillow. Some days he wanted to be with his friends and some days he wanted to be alone. Hiei watched Kurama out of the corner of his eye. He used the rest of his concentration to keep the fire burning consistently. He had watched Kurama walk back from almost death. Hiei knew that all of Kurama's feelings and thoughts about this were normal. If Kurama needed something from Hiei, he'd ask. Kurama let himself feel the loss. It hurt - probably the worst emotional hurt he had ever experienced. He shook his head and tried to calm his breathing. He had to; it couldn't stay like this. Kurama had to let himself feel terrible about it; hiding away as a youko was just avoiding the problem. This was the problem. As his breathing grew less ragged he began to sob, softly. Kurama lifted a hand to muffle the sounds; he disliked this, but it was necessary. "Shuichi?" A jarring sensation rattled through him and Kurama's eyes shot up, and he turned around so fast the momentum had him almost tumbling onto his back. He barely caught himself in time. Shiori's ghost hovered just over it; translucent and tentative-looking. Kurama could only stare. She looked relieved, and gently floated over to sit beside him. "Oh, I couldn't find you, Shuichi - " Kurama blinked, as it hit home. She wasn't able to find me because I shifted form. He cursed inside his own head, realizing she would've sought him out after such a traumatic death. Shiori, as his mother, needed to be sure he was fine; she couldn't pass on until they had a proper goodbye, until they had - His human mother smiled kindly at him, reaching a hand to tuck his hair behind his ear. It felt like something, vague and warm, like a brush of air against him. "Okaasan." He managed, at last, and her incorporeal face brightened. "Oh! So you are able to see me! That will make this easier..." Belatedly, Kurama noticed a ferry girl hovering in the air a good ways up in his den; not Botan, but one dressed all in black, with black hair. A coworker of Botan's, then. He swallowed, trying to smile and steady himself, moving to kneel beside her. But he couldn't look at her, so he looked down. "I..." He had never told her, and that secret had caused her death. If she had known, then maybe - Shiori tutted, shushing him, and moving to embrace him; just as she would have, in life. "Don't blame yourself, Shuichi. I know now why you were always so special." Shiori pulled back enough to beam at him and he gave her a watery smile. "I should have." Kurama insisted, though. He reached out a hand to rest over hers, where it rested on her thigh. He shook his head, looking away again. Shiori sighed, gently. Kurama felt her lean to press a light kiss on his forehead. "It's all right, sweetie. I understand now. You did your best. A mother can't ask for more than that." Kurama looked back to her, then, and felt tears well in his eyes as he gazed at her for the last time. "You were the best mother I ever had." He stated, quietly; then smiled, just a bit, self-depreciating. "In all the thousand years I lived." Shiori giggled softly, and Kurama felt incredibly safe as she hugged him, and kissed his cheek. "Live a thousand more." She whispered in his ear, and he couldn't help but try to hug her back. Miraculously, she was solid for a moment in his arms and then - Gone. The ferry girl, too. As though they had never even been here... Hiei's eyes widened in surprise. He had not expected Shiori to materialize out of thin air like that. Once Hiei realized what was happening he turned away in an attempt to give Kurama some privacy. Hiei knew from speaking with her a handful of times that although she was very kind she was also very demure. Although he could hear the conversation, he chose to focus on the flames cooking the deer. Goodbyes like this were intimate and should remain between a mother and her child. Hiei could sense her presence slowly fade away. Even though he was sure she was gone, he did not turn around. He assumed Kurama wanted privacy. He would probably need a few moments to compose himself, and dry his tears. He knew Kurama hated appearing vulnerable in front of others. It was probably instinctive for the fox. The room was silent for a while. Oddly enough, the goodbye had made it easier on Kurama. It helped to know she didn't blame him, and she didn't hate him. Perhaps it had been for the best he had switched forms, after all, as if he had been in the rage he had been in yesterday, when Hiei found him... Well. Kurama wouldn't have wanted her to see him like that. As such, he was quiet for a few minutes, kneeling where she had left him, staring at his empty palms, spread over his own lap. After a time Kurama stirred, seeming to wake from whatever inner monologue he'd fallen into. He stood, efficient but slow, being gentle on his human body. Unbuttoning his school uniform as he walked - still caked in blood - Kurama wandered into a part of the den that had been left unused for some time, and was quite dusty. Ducking around the curtain that divided this room from the main one, he found things as he had left them, so long ago. There were a few chests of clothes in here, though - things he had admired, or teased with the idea of wearing, or left by long-gone bedmates. Frankly, anything in here would be better than walking around covered in his mother's blood. Hiei saw Kurama slipping out of his uniform and averted his eyes immediately. Even though they had shared a room during the Dark Tournament, when Kurama was changing, Hiei would make any excuse to leave. He thought about taking a walk or going outside to train and giving Kurama more space, but when he sniffed the air he could tell a rainstorm was coming. Youko probably did not have clothes that Hiei could fit and the last thing he needed was to be stuck in wet clothes or naked this evening. Now was definitely not an appropriate time for him to have dirty thoughts. He felt a twinge of shame that his mind went there. The deer was closed to being finished, but Hiei liked having the fire here. It was a nice distraction. He'd probably keep it going until they went to bed. Kurama emerged with his previous clothes folded in a neat pile; shoes on top. It was all covered in blood, all ruined. The tunic he'd picked out was sky blue, dark purple trim around the edges and similar in length and style to the yellow one he'd worn so often in the Dark Tournament. There was an embroidered design with a matching purple outline and red Makai blossoms upon it. The undershirt was white, per his preference, with slender, long sleeves, and matching white pants, with dark purple slippers. Kurama made his way back to Hiei's side, inwardly glad the fire demon had stayed. He tossed the clothes in the fire - shoes and all - and sat down to let them burn. In his other hand was a hairbrush, and with this he started in on his locks; not saying a word, but it wasn't an uncompanionable silence. Thank goodness none of the blood had stuck in his hair, at least. Hiei looked up. Kurama's choice of attire made Hiei feel nostalgic. He remembered the ferry ride back from the Dark Tournament. He and Kurama had sat on the deck and watched the island disappear into the sunset and the waves crash. It had been quiet then to. Yusuke had told Hiei recently that it had been so quiet because the group had wanted the two of them to be alone together. Humans were so silly. It was definitely a happier time. Kurama was excited to get back to Shiori and was all smiles. Things were much different now. They were both a bit older. They had drifted a little apart. Looking back they both seemed so weak and naive, yet Hiei found himself wanting to go back to that time. Kurama set the brush down once he was finished, and crossed his arms over his knees to stare into the fire. It was anyone's guess what he was thinking about, as he gave no outward sign. Once the deer was finished, he cut off a few strips of it with a grass blade from his hair, and placed them on some large leaves. Likely Hiei didn't have to worry about burns, but human skin was so delicate. Kurama sighed in the midst of chewing; quietly, out his nose. Ningenkai looked bleak to him, without Shiori. Yet there were still Yusuke, and the others, along with Hatanaka and little Shuichi. But besides that, there was endless work and he did truly hate his job at Hatanaka's company. He had only stayed there to keep Shiori happy. With her gone, did he really have an obligation to continue living as a human? Surely, at the end, she had understood he wasn't human. And her final words had not been for him to return to human life... But more along the lines of living as Kurama should, given his nature. It was a conundrum between the two sides of himself he had always striven to keep in balance The storm clouds had rolled in from and blocked out the sunshine. In a matter of minutes Youko's den had darkened considerably. Their silence was broken by the loud crackle of thunder reverberating overhead. A few moments later the downpour began. Hiei was not fond of Makai's monsoon season. Storms like this could last for days. Typically when one of these storms would happen Hiei would hibernate to avoid it. Hiei ate a few bites of the deer, but began to lose his appetite midway through. He'd finish it later. Hiei glanced over at Kurama. The redhead's expression was stoic. His face betrayed no emotions or stray thoughts. They had drifted apart because Kurama had stayed in human world and worked at Hatanaka's company, while Hiei had gone back to demon world. Hiei would never give the thought voice, but he regretted it. He wished instead of watching everything from far away, he had participated. Yukina had told him that she wanted him to be in her life, and the others kept reaching out pulling him further into the human realm. The timing for this was all tragic. Just as Hiei was being pulled into Ningenkai, Kurama was being pulled into Makai. Yusuke had given Hiei advice, that Hiei intended to act on. It all was too late. Kurama absently wove the plants overhead, covering the smoke-hole so the monsoon wouldn't pour in. Finishing his food, he was - for some reason - pulled to the edge of the den, by an inexplicable urge to peek out and see the storm for himself. Humans hid when it rained. Animals did, too, but sometimes the storms here were more... electric, than wet. Sometimes they sparked a part of him that was and always would be, wild. It had been a while since he had seen a storm this strong; living in Ningenkai, after all. The scent of the air was familiar to him, in an ancient way. Unbeknownst to him, Kurama's green eyes flecked with bits of gold as he stood, watching the rain from the safety of the overhang, plant curtain drawn aside just enough for him to watch the storm, as it grew. It was cold, especially to his human body, but honestly Kurama didn't notice and couldn't care less, right now. His entire life up until twenty-odd years ago had been spent here. It had been more of a home to him than the Ningenkai could ever be... hadn't it? Hiei reached out and touched his side. It had been at least 24 hours. It was probably time for him to change the bandages. He unraveled the bandages around the puncture wound and his side. His side had already started to close up nicely. There was still some redness from irritation. The puncture wound still looked pretty inflamed. He was sure it would go away shortly. Hiei tore the rest of his shirt into strips and used it to wrap up his injuries. He tossed the soiled bandages in the fire. He was going to need to take a bath and wash his clothes soon. Maybe once the rain stopped. Kurama sensed movement and turned, blinking; the gold in his eyes fading away. Oh! He had forgotten... Guilt creeping up on him, Kurama hastily strode back over to Hiei's side, shaking his head and reaching for his hair, for the same plants from yesterday. "Oh, I'm sorry, it slipped my mind - " He paused, hand in his hair stilling. Kurama smiled, just a little. "There's a hot spring nearby, if you'd like a bath." It'd likely be good for me, as well... Perhaps more from a mental point of view. Although he had been covered in Shiori's blood, in this form. Hiei didn't intend to disturb Kurama's thoughts. He felt a brief tinge of guilt. There was no need for Kurama to worry about him. "There's no need to apologize. You've bandaged plenty of my injuries." The thought briefly occurred to Hiei, that for some reason Kurama was always the one who appraised and bandaged his injuries. He always thought that maybe it was because everyone else was afraid of him. Maybe there was a different reason and Yusuke was right. Probably not. He nodded and looked up at Kurama. "Perhaps, once the rain stops." Hiei stretched his arms out and yawned. Rain tended to make fire youkai sleepy. Hopefully, the rain would only last for a few hours, and he'd be able to bathe and wash his clothes soon. Kurama quirked a bit of a grin, shaking his head. "Nonsense." He said, all business, and retreated to the closet to retrieve a few things; a change of clothes for Hiei, some drying cloths, as well as proper bandages. Once back, he reached down to tug at Hiei's wrist, eyes sparkling with some mischief. "Come with me. You'll enjoy this." That last part was sent over his shoulder, as he was already leading Hiei down a different cave in his den; there were endless tunnels, and most ended in booby-trapped treasure rooms, but this specific one had its own passageway. Kurama stood proudly before the entrance that - anyone could tell - ended in moist heat with the humidity condensing into droplets on the cavern walls. He was almost preening. "I constructed this den, because of the hot spring nearby." Kurama shot a triumphant smirk towards Hiei, then. "This passage leads right to it. No rain, no thunderstorms." Never let it be said that Youko didn't appreciate luxury. Hiei's interest had been piqued. He followed Kurama down the tunnels. There were so many rooms. Leave it to the Youko to build a maze into his home. Hiei followed Kurama, amused by the intricate traps they passed. When they came to the humidity filled cavern, Hiei had to suppress a laugh. Of course the legendary bandit built his den over a hotspring. "So the tales they tell are true then?" Hiei smirked and stepped into the cavern with Kurama. His voice and expression had a bit of a suggestive edge to it. Hiei laughed. Where else would Youko entertain his legions of admirers? Kurama lofted a brow at him, and nearly pouted as Hiei laughed at him - supposedly - and strode ahead of him, but still followed Hiei down the path. "What tales are those?" He was honestly curious. He couldn't remember how often he'd had people over in this particular den, after all. It was a little ways to walk, so they had time. It would have been foolish to construct a structure over an open underground cavern filled with water, after all. Kurama smiled, looking up at his handiwork. "It took some time to build, you know. Had to get the supports just right so it wouldn't cave in. I must've done a good job, if it's still standing." He mused, as the air around them grew warmer the closer they got. Hiei tried to stay a bit ahead of Kurama. "Fiction and poetry written by your overzealous admirers." Thinking about those stories he'd heard would definitely make him blush. He definitely couldn't repeat it. "Really, now?" Kurama had never heard any of this. Although... he doubted few would want to repeat it in Youko's presence. He shrugged, letting Hiei stay in front of him a few paces; he was in no rush. Hiei nodded. "How did you hear them, then?" Kurama teased, leaning forward just a bit, thoughtful look growing playful. When Hiei noticed the playful glint in Kurama's eye, he felt his heart flutter for a moment with excitement and hope. "It was poorly written." Hiei looked up and then turned to Kurama and smiled. "Your precision is still unrivaled." Kurama was probably the most talented person Hiei had ever met. Hiei couldn't imagine the time it took for Youko to reinforce everything. Hiei thought Kurama was so talented. Kurama blinked at the praise. "Ah..." His ears felt a bit warm; unlike in Youko form, it showed. Kurama tended to forget that. He quickly recovered from his shock, though, beaming down at his friend, eyes soft with pleasure. "It's only worth it to have someone to share it with, really." It'd taken him a new lifetime to learn that, at least. All these memories were reminding him of just how lonely he had been, in Makai. Dismissing these thoughts with a shake of his head, Kurama strode past Hiei the last few steps, descending the few stairs, and was delighted to find the spring in the same condition as he'd left it; moderately clean, and water steaming. Hiei flushed and looked away again. He felt honored that Kurama was choosing to share this with him. Hiei knew that Kurama was going to keep pressing until he got the information. Hiei sighed and used the Jagan to send Kurama the memory. It was much easier than explaining. Hiei was sitting in a tavern in demon world with Yusuke. A bard was reciting dirty poetry that took place in a hotspring. "...as my honeypot overflows with the sweet nectar of the legendary silver kitsune's love..." Yusuke spat his drink right out. Remembering it caused a blush to bloom across Hiei's cheeks. Hiei was surprised by the amount of space. He was not expecting the spring to be nearly as large as it was. He walked over to the edge and looked down at his reflection. Being down here in the warmth made him realize how chilly upstairs was. Well...it wasn't cold when he was cuddled up in bed with Youko. Hiei pushed the thought out of his mind. Kurama outright laughed at the memory, putting a hand on Hiei's unpunctured left shoulder to steady himself. "Oh, I wish you'd invited me..." He was bent over, chuckling into Hiei's ear, and shook his head. "I swear, the things they come up with..." Hiei tried to hold back a laugh and snorted. When Kurama started loudly laughing, Hiei couldn't contain it anymore and began laughing himself. "I go because it makes Yukina happy. Yusuke keeps inviting me." Hiei explained. For the past few months Kuwabara and Yusuke had been dragging Hiei out whenever he visited Ningenkai. Kurama hugged Hiei to his chest, still leaned over, and seriously considered just pushing him in. "Hmm, how angry would you get, I wonder..." He mused aloud, slowly grinning against his friend. "You know they made all that up, yes?" Kurama changed the subject, easily. "Hearing it from people who did sleepover, and making up stories, then inflating it with envy." Kurama leaned to hum teasingly in Hiei's ear, voice dropping low. "Kitsune don't have honeypots, after all..." And - he abruptly let go and shoved Hiei into the hot spring. Kurama straightened, hands on his hips, a wide smirk on his face. Hiei knew what was going to happen before it happened. He was just glad to see Kurama smiling again and hear his laughter. "Oh?" Hiei mused leaning back into Kurama's touch. Kurama's voice was low, and almost a purr. Hiei's skin flushed and he felt his blood go right to his groin. Hiei plunged into the water. It was very warm and seemed to go pretty deep. When Hiei resurfaced he immediately made eye contact with Kurama. Kurama was smirking. Hiei burst out laughing. "I'll wipe that smirk off your face!" Hiei splashed Kurama several times. Before reaching a hand out to Kurama. If Kurama took Hiei's hand, Hiei intended to pull him into the water too. Kurama easily stepped back from the splashing, raising his eyebrows at the laughter and giving Hiei a flat, amused look. "I haven't lived so long to be made a fool of, so easily, you know~ Besides, I just changed." Winking playfully, Kurama turned around to set Hiei's change of clothes, the drying cloths and the bandages aside, in a safe, dry place. From there, his back faced his friend and Kurama began to slip out of his tunic, the slippers and his undershirt and pants. He left his boxers on top of the pile, naturally. Utterly unashamed, Kurama stepped into the spring, submerging himself completely before popping his face out up to his chin. He gave Hiei a brilliant smile, tilting his head innocently. "Need help getting out of those?" Hiei's clothes were soaked, after all. The water was tan-colored and cloudy, obscuring any view below the surface. Hiei looked up at Kurama pouting. "I will have my revenge, fox." Hiei was smiling. For a moment Hiei was confused. Was Kurama going to jump in the water too? His eyes followed Kurama for a moment. Once Hiei realized that his friend was undressing he submerged himself completely, and swam around. He didn't want to get an eyeful. When he surfaced Kurama was right in front of him. Truth be told, Hiei almost collided with his friend. Hiei knew it was definitely weird to wear pants in a hotspring. But there was no way for him to not get excited when Kurama was so close. He knew he was probably blushing. "Fine." Hiei reached down and pulled off his pants and underwear. He tossed them onto the floor. He felt really exposed and vulnerable but he forced himself to ignore it. Besides the water obscured everything and he doubted Kurama would get too close. Kurama wrote off the redness to Hiei's face from the heat of the water, and gave him a sweet smile, paddling back to rest against the side. He sighed, reclining his head on the edge and letting himself sink into the water. Mm, he'd forgotten how nice this was; and private, no time limits or humans bustling around him. Just good company and warm contentment. Hiei chose a spot a few feet away from Kurama. He kept his stomach tilted toward the wall and relaxed. His side and back were facing Kurama. The heat slowly worked the tension out of his aching muscles. He slowly began to crack the joints in his hands, arms and back. Some of the others tried to talk him into getting a massage, but the idea of a stranger touching him like that bothered him. They sat in there a while, simply enjoying the heat and relaxation. After a while Kurama began to feel slightly dizzy and figured it was time for him to get out. He did so, then, hoisting himself out of the natural tub and wandered over to the pile of fabric he'd set aside earlier. Kurama toweled off his hair and the rest of him, finally wrapping one of the drying cloths around his waist and tying it off. He cast a glance towards Hiei, who was ostensibly still in there. "Shall we retreat your wounds, then? The water's likely cleaned them well, by now." Hiei heard Kurama shift in the water and turned toward him. Hiei looked over just as Kurama hoisted himself out. He immediately turned away. This could get embarrassing. Hiei suddenly began to wish that he had kept his pants on...or at least his underwear. That would make this situation so much less embarrassing. "Soon. I'll soak for a little longer, my muscles are still aching." Well...one muscle in particular was. It would take a few minutes for him to calm himself down. Kurama smiled at him. "Well, when you're ready." He certainly wouldn't begrudge his friend more time to relax. It was still damp in here, so Kurama slipped on his soft shoes, bundled up his dry clothes in one hand and Hiei's wet ones in the other, and headed back up the passageway. He could hang Hiei's pants and underwear up to dry and get changed back into something warmer without the fabric sticking to his skin, from the humidity. Naturally, Kurama left the the bandages, the change of clothes he'd picked out for Hiei - darker shades, a few options - and the other drying cloth behind him when he went. Hiei waited until he was sure Kurama was far enough away. Once he was sure he lept out of the hotspring and quickly toweled off. He pulled on the black pants and was surprised that they actually fit him. He pulled on a black shirt and a dark red tunic. Of course it would be a tunic. He was thankful that the tunic provided more coverage, because he was disturbed that he was still hard. He couldn't risk touching himself when Kurama was around. If Kurama caught him, he would get teased about it forever. Hiei thought of every unattractive thing he could possibly think of. After conjuring the mental image of Kuwabara in a dress he had calmed down enough to head back to the main cavern with Kurama. Kurama, already dressed, had draped Hiei's old clothes over a bar high up in the den, and was just finishing setting the other end of the bar back in its slot with a long, hooked pole. He heard footsteps echoing up from the cave and turned as Hiei emerged. His face broke out in a grin, and he looked his friend up and down. "They fit! And those colors suit you." It was more to praise his own sense of taste than Hiei, really. Still, Hiei did look good in them... "You should wear something other than black more often~" Kurama teased, grin growing sly. "I'm not too fond of playing dress up...." Hiei smirked up at Kurama. "...perhaps, for you I'll make an exception." He hadn't intended for his voice to sound as husky as it did. "And just what would you have me wear, fox?" Hiei decided to tease Kurama back. Hiei watched Kurama's sly expression. Knowing Hiei's luck Kurama would put him in a bright yellow sweater or something. Still he wouldn't mind that much. Kurama lofted a brow at his friend, not expecting the teasing in return. He sauntered over to Hiei, then, expression growing more smug as he closed in, leaning down to tug at Hiei's collar. "Are you sure about that? You might regret it." His eyes were mischievous and dark, just inches away. Hiei was a bit taken aback by Kurama's mischievous tone and the way Kurama tugged at his collar. It was definitely very sexy. Hiei felt his heart beat faster. Hiei was not one to back down from a challenge. Hiei raised an eyebrow. "Will I?" He smirked up at Kurama "Do your worst, fox." At this point he was certain Kurama was just teasing him. "Hmm." Kurama fought the urge to let a smile peek out; he hadn't known Hiei had a side like this. Still, he wasn't infamous for nothing. Thus, he tipped his head and continued to look as though he were utterly serious. Kurama leaned in a bit closer, just enough to murmur against Hiei's cheek, letting his eyes close. "A kimono, then? You would be quite fetching, I'm sure..." Hiei leaned closer. Hiei had the sudden urge to wrap his arms around Kurama, he decided against it. He knew the kitsune was only teasing him. Kurama was murmuring against the same cheek he had kissed earlier. Hiei's face felt hot, he was pretty sure he was blushing again. He snorted at the idea. It was an interesting choice. Hiei closed his eyes. If he watched Kurama he was sure he'd blush even more. Kurama pouted, at the lack of a response. He had won, of course, but it had been fun to go back-and-forth. Sighing, he pecked Hiei's cheek and straightened, smiling gently at him as he ruffled the Jaganshi's hair. "I'd never do that to you, you know. Unless you wanted to?" Kurama quirked a brow, at that, hand stilling in Hiei's hair slightly to the side, so he could see his friend's face better. ...He blinked. Was Hiei actually blushing? Hiei opened his eyes as soon as Kurama pulled away. He felt a little silly blushing all the time. The peck surprised him, and he had to be careful not to let his excitement bleed across his face. Hiei wanted to make Kurama blush too, at least to even the score. "Is that what you're into?" Hiei raised a brow suggestively. Was this what Yusuke was talking about when he said that he and Kurama were constantly flirting with each other? Kurama was still staring at him. Had he hit upon a nerve? Was Hiei... embarrassed about the kimono thing? Had he secretly wanted to do it all along? And Kurama had teased him about it... Kurama's face grew regretful, and he leaned down to his friend, grabbing both of Hiei's hands and squeezing them together, supportive, in the air between them. "You don't need to deflect, like that; I understand now. I didn't mean to tease you over such a thing. It's nothing to be ashamed of." Kurama's face was deadly earnest, all teasing gone now. "If you want to live out a long-held fantasy of wearing a kimono, I will be behind you all the way! And you will look beautiful!" Kurama nodded quickly, a few times, to show his utter seriousness. There might've been a dramatic tear at the corner of his eye. Hiei was surprised at the earnestness of Kurama's voice. "Eh." Hiei knew that there had been a bit of a miscommunication. "Uh..." Kurama was holding both of his hands, trying earnestly to let Hiei know that he was alright with whatever he was into. Hiei found himself beginning to grow frustrated. Hiei growled in frustration. He didn't know what to do. "That's not it. I like-" Hiei pulled his hands away, frustrated. He couldn't think straight when Kurama was touching him like this. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked away. He was becoming more flustered because he was embarrassed. Yusuke had been bugging him about telling Kurama how he felt, and he felt himself beginning to cave under pressure. Kurama blinked at him, letting Hiei snatch his hands away; he did not straighten up from his prior lean, though. "Then what were you blushing about?" Kurama asked, completely uncomprehending. His head tilted in piqued curiosity. "You keep kissing me." Hiei looked at the wall. "You've never kissed Kuwabara or Yusuke. Why?" His blush started to deepen. No one else had ever done that to him before. The only people he had seen kiss before were couples or parents kissing their children and vice versa. "Hm?" Kurama blinked at him, again, and smiled. "I want to." He said, easily; and it was true. Granted, he'd never thought much about the fact he didn't do that with anyone else, but... Humans were different, weren't they? They had more reservations about showing affection. Kurama didn't, but he knew the human rules and how to follow them to avoid arousing suspicion. Hiei wasn't a human... but... Kurama frowned, slightly concerned he had overstepped an unspoken boundary. "Does it bother you?" He asked this carefully, watching Hiei closely for signs of distress or disgust. Hiei was almost dumbfounded by Kurama's statement. He had to gather his thoughts. If Kurama didn't want to kiss anyone else, what did that mean? He looked at Kurama incredulously. "No..." He blinked a few times. "I like it." He admitted. Like was the understatement of the century. He was a bit embarrassed but reassured that Kurama didn't seem to mind. Kurama relaxed, and let himself straighten, giving Hiei a sunny grin. "Well, all right then." His grin grew naughty, suddenly. "You'll just have to bear with it, in that case." And he abruptly scooped Hiei into his arms and began kissing him all over his face; he just couldn't resist. Especially now that it was clear that Hiei wasn't averse to it. He could do it all he liked, then! Even more than before! What a breath of fresh air amidst human conventions. Finished with the face-kissing, Kurama nuzzled their cheeks together, eyes closed in happiness and relief - and still holding Hiei to his chest, a few inches above the ground. Hiei was honestly quite surprised by Kurama's reaction. He had expected him to be uncomfortable by the thought that Hiei was very into those kisses. Hiei was even more surprised when Kurama lifted him up and kissed his face several times. Hiei was delighted. He was unsure of what to do with his hands so he wrapped them around Kurama's neck. He smiled and leaned into Kurama's embrace. He hadn't expected this. This was all such a pleasant surprise. Hm, Hiei was cuddly, too. Who would've thought? It was rather sweet. Kurama chuckled softly, nosing up to kiss the starburst in Hiei's hair. He then walked them back over to the bed, leaning onto it so Hiei could lie beneath him. He grinned down at his friend, not minding the arms around his neck; his own hands rested on the furs on either side of Hiei's slender waist. "I never knew you liked contact so much. What other secrets have you been hiding from me, hmm~?" Kurama practically cooed this, leaning down to rub noses, green eyes bright. His red hair, while not as long as his youko form's, was a soft, gentle veil separating them from the rest of the room. Hiei had begun to feel a little more bold. He ran his fingers through Kurama's hair and leaned up. He softly planted a kiss on Kurama's cheek. It was dangerously close to Kurama's lips. Although, Hiei did not intend for it to be that way, it was almost like a dare. Hiei affectionately pressed his forehead to Kurama's. "I only have one. You have more secrets." Hiei laughed. "You would need to tell me your secrets first." This closeness was nice. Hiei wouldn't trade this moment for anything else in the whole world. Kurama blinked, stilling as Hiei kissed his cheek. It felt... different, somehow, than the kisses he was used to giving the little Jaganshi. Kurama wasn't quite sure how, but there was something different; he just hadn't figured it out, yet. He gazed at Hiei, musings on something he couldn't place making him pause longer than he normally would have. Hiei touching their foreheads snapped him out of it and he huffed, shaking his head. He cast his friend the flattest of looks, sniffing and pulling back to affect haughtiness even though his eyes gave him away; they were incredibly warm. "There's not enough breath in the three worlds for you to hear all of mine." And then his gaze sparked, his interest ignited. Kurama leaned down again, watching Hiei as though he were a particularly delightful puzzle from under his eyelashes as Kurama murmured to him intimately, just inches away, their noses barely touching. "I'll need to find a way to coax that one out of you, then, or I'll never be satisfied~" Hiei chuckled at Kurama's statements. He blushed slightly. "Oh?" Hiei raised an eyebrow. "Do your worst." Hiei laughed. He softly began to absentmindedly stroke Kurama's hair. "We can play a game. I'll tell you one thing you don't know about me if you'll do the same. Maybe you'll learn my secret." Hiei teased. He knew Kurama loved games and puzzles. Kurama had even taught him how to play chess before. Hiei beamed at Kurama and his eyes sparkled mischievously. "Hmph." Kurama looked put out, at that, and abruptly pushed himself up so he wasn't quite so close. He raised an eyebrow at his friend. "It's no fun if you just tell me. I told you - " Kurama grinned, then, head canting engagingly. " - I'll have to coax it out of you. This is my game, so my rules." His eyes flashed, challenging; youko pride in a human body. "I'll win when you least expect it." A final smirk. "You can count on that." And then he rolled off of Hiei, but wasted no time in reaching out to gather the Jaganshi into his arms; Hiei's back against his own chest as Kurama nuzzled comfortably into Hiei's hair. Hiei laughed at his friend's reaction. "Mm. Night Kurama." Hiei drifted off into sleep almost immediately.
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"Damnit Botan!" Yusuke stared down at the demon compass as he walked through the forest in Makai. Yusuke knew something was up when they learned what happened to Shiori, and Hiei had not shown up for dinner. Luckily, Botan still had the demon compass and they had been able to find a strand of Hiei's hair from the guest room at the apartment Kuwabara shared with Yukina. The compass was working fine so far, but ever so often it would freeze and Yusuke would need to wait for it to work again. He knew that if found Hiei, he was sure to find Kurama. He had been walking for what felt like hours, he hoped the compass wasn't malfunctioning. The compass pointed toward a cave in the distance surrounded by plants. "That's gotta be it." Hiei woke up a little while before Kurama. Sometime last night one of them had laced their fingers together. Hiei brought Kurama's hand up to his mouth and placed a kiss on it before drifting back into undoubtedly the best sleep of his life. "HIEI!" Hiei's sleep was interrupted by a familiar voice shouting at the plants. Hiei rolled over and nuzzled his face into Kurama's chest. When Yusuke saw all of the plants he tried to walk right in. Almost immediately several vines grabbed his ankles. "Whoa! Hey!" Kurama woke from old instincts the moment his plants shifted from 'dormant' to 'attack' - eyes gold and form tense. Reflexively, he held Hiei to him, protectively; the Jaganshi was mumbling something into his front. "5 more minutes..." Hiei whispered sleepily. He was still half asleep. According to Hiei, if Yusuke was dumb enough to try to enter Youko's den unannounced then he deserved to be plant food. Kurama didn't pay the mumbles much mind. After a moment Kurama realized someone was yelling, and slowly he relaxed, as he recognized the voice. He blinked and his eyes were green again. "Yusuke?" Sighing at being so abruptly awakened, Kurama disentangled himself from Hiei and climbed off the bed to go tend to the hapless detective. "KURAMA!" Hiei grumbled at Yusuke's continued yelling but sat up slowly yawning. Suddenly he realized what was going on and jumped out of bed. This particular plant seemed to respond to aggression and movement. The more Yusuke struggled against it, the tighter the plant got. Soon he found himself hanging upside down while more vines overtook him. "HIEI! KURAMA!" Yusuke knew they were in there. The plants were a dead give away. What was taking them so long? On his way, Kurama sent multiple mental commands to his guardian plants to 'cease and desist', hoping vaguely that he hadn't been too late for the paralyzing agent to be administered from the blossoms. Well, he had an antidote, anyway. It was slightly comical that Kurama easily brushed aside the vines covering the mouth of his den, when Yusuke was completely entrapped by them overhead. The humor in this situation did not escape him, and the fox smiled slightly up at his friend, hands slipping to his pockets. "Can you get down on your own, or do you need help?" Kurama's voice was light and amused, eyes twinkling. The vines had stopped moving, but hadn't yet slithered off of Yusuke, just yet. All in good fun; and revenge, for waking him so rudely. Really. Yusuke should know better. A few moments later, Hiei emerged from the cave behind Kurama. He had to smile when he saw Yusuke hanging upside down covered in vines. "Fool." Hiei snorted. Yusuke yanked his arms free and one foot out. "It's great to see you guys!" He was grinning widely. He yanked his other foot out and came tumbling down. It definitely wasn't a serious fall, but it was funny. Yusuke sat up in the flowerbed. "What took you so long? Since when do you guys sleep til noon?" He stood up and headed forward. He gave Kurama a quick hug. He noticed both of their slightly disheveled appearances. "Oh, was I interrupting something?" His smirk was suggestive and he reached out to ruffle Hiei's hair. Hiei blushed at the insinuation. "I'll break your wrist!" Hiei snarled. Yusuke laughed pulling his hand away. "Aw. I missed you too." The demon compass began to spin wildly and smoke started coming out of it. "Well, I guess that's the end of that." So that's how Yusuke found them. Hiei rolled his eyes. Noon. Already? He really was getting good sleep. Hiei's senses were still a little dull from sleeping. He sniffed the air. "You smell like curry." Yusuke gestured toward his knapsack. "Oh. Yukina and Keiko made a bunch of food for me to bring you. They were both very worried." Kurama smirked, at the fall, and shook his head. The flower bed rustled, offended at being crushed under Yusuke's weight. Kurama blinked at the hug, but accepted it gratefully; remembering, and figuring Yusuke had come to search for them because of... Shiori's death. The memory made him sober, slightly, and he didn't quite catch what Hiei and Yusuke were arguing about. "Ah... wonderful." Kurama gave a wry smile. Something with more flavor than roasted meat was always welcome. He gave a light command for the vines to part, and gestured Yusuke inside. "Forgive the sparse decoration; I haven't been here for years until the other day." A part of him was dreading speaking about Shiori; it was still quite raw. Not that he didn't enjoy Yusuke's support, or that of the girls, who had sent them food, of course. It was just, humans tended to coddle him. Hiei didn't. Kurama had moved on from tragedy before, after all... Yusuke followed the pair inside. It looked cozy. Looking around he noticed two beds. Only one of them had the blankets moved. That was more than enough indication that the two of them were doing something. "Had I known I was coming to your love nest, I would've brought you some wine." Yusuke teased. "What is 'love nest'?" Hiei didn't know the term. Yusuke chuckled at the naive little youkai, and raised an eyebrow at Kurama. "Dens do not have central heating, Yusuke." Kurama would explain the implication to Hiei, later - when Yusuke was well out of sword range. Yusuke still remembered grieving over Genkai. He had been a huge mess. Normally, he would've tried to comfort Kurama, but the one bed seemed to indicate that Hiei was doing a much better job of comforting the kitsune. He decided to distract the two of them with laughter and friendly teasing. He started pulling the boxed food out for the two of them. There were six boxes in total. The girls had really outdone themselves. "This is the hot as shit curry that only Hiei can eat, these are rice balls, tempura udon, miso soup, yakitori and inarizushi." Yukina had made the curry by accident and Hiei loved it, Kuwabara had fainted. Hiei had told Yukina that he thought inarizushi was Kurama's favorite snack. It was several meals. "I have no idea how you are going to store all this, but I'm sure you'll figure something out." As soon as Hiei heard the word curry he was hungry. "Oh, and Yukina wanted you to try this, Hiei." It was a bar of chocolate. Hiei liked ice cream, but he hadn't tried many other sweets that he liked. Hiei felt a little guilty. He was supposed to go over to Yukina's for dinner the other day. She had even made his favorite curry. Kurama blinked, at the term, and cast Yusuke a mild smirk. The scent of the food was, quite simply, delicious, and Kurama's sensitive nose was rather aware of this fact. He was a bit touched that someone had made inarizushi for him; that they had remembered, actually. Kurama must've mentioned it, at some point. Feeling selfish for having not kept in contact so much as he should have, Kurama brushed off the low table he'd had off to the side. It had been left unused, before, when their previous meal had only been strips of deer meat. He helped set up the meal; opening boxes, spreading them out within reach for everyone, and distributing the included chopsticks. Kurama gave a wan grin, at Yusuke's mention of storage. "No refrigerators in Makai, either, I'm afraid. We'll simply have to eat what we can." The last to kneel at the table, he started in, grabbing a box - not Hiei's curry, although he was curious - and something besides what Yusuke had already plucked up for himself. It all looked good, really; although Kurama'd save the sweet inarizushi for last, naturally. Hiei ate a little bit of the tempura udon and the yakitori, but then settled on the curry. Yusuke grinned over at Kurama. "Seriously, that curry made Kuwabara pass out. I do have some sake if you want a fun way to pass out." Yusuke didn't wait for an answer, he poured each of them a small amount. Hiei had eaten the curry so quickly that he had become thirsty. He thought Yusuke was pouring him water. Reaching over he gulped the whole thing down. His tastebuds were clearly compromised by the curry. "Slow down, you're only supposed to sip it." Yusuke chuckled. Maybe he'd finally get his wish of seeing a tipsy Hiei. Probably not. He doubted Hiei was that much of a lightweight. Yusuke laughed and beamed at Kurama. "Hiei said the inarizushi was your favorite, so you can have all of it. I don't like it that much anyway." Yusuke smiled grabbing a rice ball and some miso soup for himself. Kurama shook his head; typical humans, always wanting to drink. Compared to Makai brews, sake was nothing. The food was better in Ningenkai, though; much more refined and flavorful. Kurama slid his cup over to Yusuke, lofting a brow. "You can have mine. I wouldn't give Hiei too much if he doesn't know what it is. Are you staying the night, then?" Kurama asked this pleasantly enough; he felt a tad guilty. "I'm sorry for not keeping in contact... The least I can do is offer you my hospitality while you're here. There's a hot spring connected to this den, if you'd like to relax a bit." "If you insist." Yusuke was reaching for the glass. Hiei heard Kurama's statement and thought it was directed at him. He had finished the drink before Yusuke had even gotten close. "Jeez! I'm cutting you off, ya lush." Yusuke exclaimed. Hiei snorted at Yusuke. He had never been much of a drinker. "You know...I hadn't thought that far ahead. I was so worried about you two. That sounds awesome. The three of us could take a dip later like old times." It all sounded like fun old times. "It's okay, really." It occurred to Kurama he hadn't checked on Hiei's injuries, lately, and shot a look at the Jaganshi as they ate. "How are your wounds? Does anything need to be changed?" Kurama frowned, thinking of something and leaning over to tug Hiei's tunic and shirt aside, slightly, to get a better look at the bandage over his punctured right shoulder. Something had festered through the wrapping from after the bath, last night, tainting it with a sickly green spot. Kurama's expression darkened, slightly. "That doesn't look like it's healing properly..." It had been the deepest one, after all. Yusuke smiled to himself. Hiei getting any sort of injury was typical, and Kurama always brought it upon himself to look after them. At the dark tournament Yusuke was going to wrap Hiei's cut, but Kurama politely shooed him away and suggested he go care for Kuwabara. He remembered watching how gentle Kurama was being with Hiei, and realizing that they shared a very special bond. They were both so oblivious. "That doesn't look too good." Yusuke winced. Yusuke reached out to hold fabric aside for Kurama, but Hiei pushed Yusuke's hands away. "Can it wait until after I finish eating?" Hiei asked. Yusuke nodded. "Sorry." Clearly, Kurama was the only one allowed to fuss over Hiei's injuries. Yusuke went back to eating. Kurama sent a distracted smile towards Yusuke, but he was already standing to go get more bandages from his closet-room. The color of that bandage hadn't looked good... Had it gotten infected? Running through the medicinal plant options of a stronger disinfectant in his head, Kurama looked thoughtful as he returned. "I was... distraught, and in my Youko form. Hiei brought me back to myself, but not before we'd had a bit of a scuffle." Instead of looking embarrassed at having lost control, Kurama leveled a serious look down at Hiei, who was still eating. "I'd rather treat it sooner than later. Demon metabolisms are fast, and that means infection spreads quickly, too." Kurama raised an eyebrow. "Unless you'd prefer to lose that arm and the Kokuryu along with it." "Fine." Hiei grumbled. He dropped his utensils and pulled the tunic and the shirt off. Yusuke noticed that Hiei's side was also injured. "Jeez. If you look like this, I'd hate to see what Youko looks like." Hiei thought for a moment. "Apart from a few minor bruises and burns, Youko looks the same." Yusuke was surprised that Hiei had solved a problem without using violence. "Wait. Then how'd you get him to change back?" Hiei raised an eyebrow at Yusuke confused by the surprised expression on Yusuke's face. "I talked to him, and reminded him who he was." Hiei stated matter-of-factly. Yusuke looked dumb founded. Kurama set to work peeling off the old bandages; yes, definitely an infection-smell. It was good he noticed it when he did. There was pus. Using a clean, cotton-ball-like petal, he wiped the pus away and moved to apply a stronger antiseptic onto another cotton-ball-like petal. "This will hurt." Kurama warned, just before putting it against Hiei's skin. It burned like acid when in contact with flesh, but it was supposed to; just a bit, in the right quantities, was useful. Once the small amount of smoke cleared, Kurama inspected the wound and, satisfied, added some healing sap and began to wrap it up, once more. He had kept half an ear on the conversation, and had to smirk, just a bit. Kurama cast a glance towards Yusuke as he tied off the dressings, between moving on to check Hiei's other injuries. "Yes, Hiei can talk, when he wants to. Don't look so surprised." Hiei watched the focused expression on Kurama's face. He was always meticulous when treating Hiei's injuries. Hiei looked back to Yusuke. Hiei's brows furrowed and he growled when Kurama applied the antiseptic. The healing sap felt cooler against his skin. It was nice. Yusuke watched the way Hiei relaxed into Kurama's touch. The youkai looked very vulnerable. This was definitely a side to him that only Kurama saw. "Yes, if you count his snarky remarks as talking." Yusuke still couldn't imagine Hiei conjuring anything that would convince Kurama to change back. Kurama chuckled softly, shaking his head at Yusuke's rejoinder. "Well, his incomparable conversational skills as well as calling the Black Dragon, even though he just grazed me with it." Kurama offered up some of the truth about their fight, a tad more relaxed as he checked the other injuries and found they were healing nicely. He glanced up towards the ceiling of his den, then, thoughtful. "And the Jagan's red-energy body bindings. You recall those, don't you?" Yusuke had been the one to fight Hiei then, after all. Hiei rubbed his shoulder a bit, it still stung. He grumbled to himself. He began to eat the curry again. Yusuke smiled. The thought that Hiei had intentionally pulled his punches to keep Kurama safe was almost heartwarming. "Oh yeah. I definitely remember." How could he forget? If Kurama had not temporarily blinded Hiei, he would have been in even more serious trouble. "Is Kurama going to be your date for Yukina's wedding?" Yusuke wagged his eyebrows at Kurama suggestively. Hiei was focused on eating the curry. "If he wants to." Hiei didn't understand that Yusuke was trying to tease Kurama. At the mention of 'dates', Kurama cast a side-glance towards Yusuke. He decided to confront him about that. "Of course, I'd be happy to come. But why all this insistence over 'dates'?" Kurama's side-eye narrowed, slightly, towards Yusuke. "Wouldn't a regular invitation suffice?" He was quietly scolding Yusuke for intentionally confusing his and Hiei's relationship. Hiei might not understand, but Kurama knew the others did. Hopefully it was low-key enough that Hiei wouldn't notice. Yusuke looked confused for a moment but smiled back at Kurama. "When you go to a wedding with your boyfriend, it's called a date." Hiei had finished his curry and looked up at Yusuke. Yusuke had used that word to describe Kurama before, but he never explained it. "You used that word before, when you described Kurama." Hiei looked from Kurama back to Yusuke. "What does it mean?" Yusuke smiled at his two demon friends. He looked at Kurama "Do you want to explain or should I?" Hiei was beginning to get frustrated. He did not like being out of the loop. Hiei glared at Yusuke. "Explain." Hiei snarled. "You're the one who said it. The only reason I let it go two weeks ago is because you were drunk." Kurama sighed. This again? "Hiei is not my boyfriend." He stated, matter-of-fact, and shot a mild glare towards Yusuke. "I've told you this before." Kurama continued by way of an explanation to Hiei. "It's something humans use to claim a special influence over someone else; girlfriend is another term. Like Keiko to Yusuke, or Kuwabara to Yukina." He packed up the unused bandages and stood, intending to put them back in the closet-room. His voice was calm, but a tad frosty, as he walked away; he was not pleased that Yusuke and the others had kept bothering Hiei about something like this when Kurama wasn't around to clarify. "It's sometimes used in teasing, as a pressuring tactic and often done in bad taste by people who assume things about their friends' relationships when they simply don't understand." Kurama ducked into the closet; only briefly, should something explode while he was gone. Yusuke laughed at Kurama. He didn't intend to strike a nerve. "Hiei, would you like to accompany me on a moonlit stroll through a garden?" Hiei glared at Yusuke. "Hell no. Ask Keiko." Yusuke knew Hiei had gone with Kurama to a biolumniscent garden. They had gone at night because the plants were much more beautiful. "Would you ever sleep in bed with me, or cuddle with me?" Hiei snarled. "No, you stink! I'd rather sleep outside!" Yusuke laughed so hard he nearly cried. "But you do all of those things with Kurama." Hiei looked like he was going to boil over at any minute. "Those are all very romantic things." Yusuke was still laughing at the obliviousness of the two of them. "If you want to keep your voicebox, don't say another word!" Hiei snarled. He was very embarrassed but putting up a hard front. Mostly for Kurama. Yusuke could see that Hiei wasn't red from anger, he was red because he was blushing so much. He reached out and ruffled Hiei's hair. "It's alright I was just making a point. I'll drop it now." Kurama strode back in, just as Yusuke said those last words. He raised an eyebrow. He hadn't listened to their conversation; not because he couldn't, but because he had wanted to give them a bit of privacy to work it out amongst themselves. Judging by how angry Hiei was, they might have done just that. "You'll drop what, now? Assuming things about your friends? That sounds promising, but will you be able to hold yourself to it?" Kurama smiled sweetly, but it was vaguely intimidating, somehow. They were in his den, after all; surrounded by a forest of plants, nonetheless. "I'm right. You'll see." Yusuke laughed at Kurama, and gave him a wink. Hiei shot Yusuke a look that could kill. Was the fire youkai jealous? "You two are just so cute, and you two are so much more fun together. Hiei, the next time we go bar hopping in Ningenkai you better bring Kurama." Hiei rolled his eyes and snarled. "Maybe I will! I'm tired of babysitting you, stupid drunkard!" Yusuke beamed at Hiei. His smile was free from any teasing or malice. "Promise?" Hiei relented. "Fine." Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "Good." Yusuke's smile grew. "Do you guys want to go for a dip in the hotspring? It would probably be good for your wound, Hiei." It would be just like old times. It's a shame Kuwabara wasn't around. But had Kuwabara been here, he would've egged Yusuke on even more. Kuwabara had already joked about Kurama being a better brother-in-law than Hiei. Kurama shook his head, resisting the urge to encourage Yusuke by chuckling softly. He was simply a person Kurama could not stay angry at. Kurama blinked, at the suggestion, though, and cast a glance at Hiei. "Ah - I would leave those dressings on, for a while. Don't get them wet, all right? Especially your shoulder." He wondered when Hiei had started socializing more, with the others. Was it because he wanted to be around Yukina? It had always seemed as though Hiei was the standoffish one, when right now Kurama felt he was the one that was more out of the loop. It made him feel a bit lonely... and a bit jealous, somehow. As though he wasn't sure how he felt about Hiei hanging around the others more than himself. It was a foolish thought; one he pushed aside with a warm smile. "Come, Yusuke. I'll show you where my spare clothes are. You can pick something you like and take it home with you tomorrow, if you wish." They were close to the same size, so it shouldn't be as difficult as finding the clothes for Hiei had been. Hiei felt jealousy flare up in his mind as soon as Yusuke was behind the curtain with Kurama. The wink and then this? The rational part of Hiei's brain had to calm himself. Hiei snorted. "I'll be waiting." Hiei headed down the tunnel alone, disrobed and settled into the spring. Yusuke had no intention of coming between him and Kurama. Two weeks ago Yusuke had said: "You should drop the act and go talk to your friggin' boyfriend. Foxboy definitely misses you." Then he had reached over and ruffled Hiei's hair. Hiei didn't even have time to form a proper retort. Yusuke always encouraged Hiei to reach out to Kurama. The whole time Hiei thought Yusuke and the others were trying to mock him, but they were encouraging him. He wished he had listened. Yusuke leaned over and picked out a simple wrap shirt and pants. He wasn't too particular about clothing, so it only took him a few seconds. While this was happening Yusuke couldn't help but feel guilty. He hadn't reached out or talked to Kurama for a long time. Kurama was one of his best friends. Even though Kurama was oblivious and denying it, Kurama was one of his best friends' significant other. There was no excuse for any of them to neglect him like that. Yusuke had to say something, and he had to reach out. Yusuke had read Kurama like a book. Yusuke sighed and touched Kurama's shoulder. "Look, I'm sorry. I know now that I should've invited you myself." He looked Kurama in the eyes, so the kitsune would know that his apology was sincere. "I misread the situation. I think Hiei took it personally when you drifted apart. We encouraged him to reach out to you, but we had no idea how he felt, and how hard it was for him. We really stressed him out, and we should have just invited you." Yusuke blinked at Kurama. "Seeing him now, I feel awful, because I realize how much happier he is when you are around. I realize how much happier we all would have been if you were around." Yusuke laughed. "Plus you're the only one who can control the little bastard." At the touch, Kurama turned to him, eyes curious. His expression softened, as Yusuke spoke. Really, he needn't be jealous. They were all friends, weren't they? It helped to know Yusuke hadn't meant to pressure Hiei. Why had Kurama gotten upset, again? Something in Yusuke's words strummed something sore in his heart and Kurama blinked; his vision was getting a bit fuzzy. Was he about to cry? Shaking his head, Kurama closed his eyes to hide that, smile a tad shaky. "It's all right, Yusuke. You just did what you could. It wasn't your fault I drifted away. I got caught up with work, and with Mother - " Something stuttered, in his chest. Kurama bit his lip. No. He was stronger than this. But it was Yusuke... Who always listened so well, even from the beginning. Chancing a glance back at his friend, even though he knew his eyes were likely shimmering and about to well over, Kurama laughed; voice wavering just a little. "I'm sorry. I'm still... I can't believe she's... I saw her, Yusuke, just yesterday, she came to say goodbye before she - " His sentences weren't making sense; how embarrassing. Kurama shook his head, uncomfortable with this. He was strong enough to bear this, of course he was. It was just another death in a long line of - A few tears slipped down his cheeks, and Kurama fought back a hitch in his throat, lifting a hand to hide his face. For a moment Yusuke felt helpless. Kurama, the smartest person he knew was crying. Had he put his foot in his mouth again? No. Apologizing to Kurama was the right thing to do. "C'mere." Yusuke didn't wait for Kurama to move, he pulled him into a hug. He knew that Hiei and Kurama tended to avoid physical contact, but this was Kurama's human side. Yusuke kept his voice soft and tender. "I went through this a little with Genkai. She was like my mom." Yusuke confided, hoping that his voice would ease some of Kurama's heartache. "I had so many emotions. I was devastated, sad, guilty, angry...I wanted someone to hold me, I wanted to be left alone. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep and I had no clue what I was going to do." "My grief was only temporary. I can't even imagine what you are going through." He began to softly rub Kurama's back. "Don't be so hard on yourself. I was such a friggin' mess when I thought Genkai died, and you are holding yourself together amazingly." Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "You can always lean on me and you can always lean on short stuff. We're your friends." Yusuke beamed. Hiei sighed softly, leaning on a rock and enjoying the heat. It was taking them a little longer than he expected to get Yusuke some fresh clothes. Hiei didn't mind. It gave him some time alone to think. Kurama melted into that embrace, arms sliding around Yusuke easily as he pressed his face into the other's neck. He sniffled, a little, but otherwise let himself cry; no sobbing, just tears - well, perhaps the occasional sob. He shook his head, hands clutching to Yusuke's back. They were familiar arms; warm and strong. He managed to speak after a little while of just being held, like this, listening to Yusuke's words. He kept his voice soft; if it wavered, it would be less noticeable, that way. "Forgive me. I..." Kurama bit the inside of his lip. He didn't want to ask, but... "What's happening, over there? I don't..." This was difficult. "When I arrived, they had already attacked, and she was bleeding so much... until she wasn't... I dispatched them, of course, but - I couldn't save her..." Kurama's voice had fallen to an ashen whisper, his shoulders starting to shake with minute tremors. Humans were so fragile. He had thought he could always protect her, but in the end all Kurama had been able to do was hold her while she died. It had shaken him to his core. Yusuke looked down at Kurama. "I already talked to Botan, Spirit World intelligence is still investigating. It normally takes them about a week or two to conclude an investigation." He rubbed Kurama's back. "Once they've finished investigating, and have a solid conclusion, she's going to meet with you." Yusuke had made sure it was Botan. She was a trusted friend, and he thought it may be easier that way. Botan had agreed. Kurama nodded, digesting this information; he felt a bit more like himself, now. He should get back, and help arrange the funeral. This embrace was nice, though; he wanted to linger in it. Fighting that urge, Kurama pulled back a bit, managing a small smile towards his friend. He left his arms around Yusuke, though. "Thank you, Yusuke." Kurama hadn't realized how much he needed someone who understood human grief and how connected and complicated it all was. Hiei was lovely, but there were some things the little youkai might not be able to understand. Yusuke always did, somehow... He sighed. "I should probably return to Ningenkai with you tomorrow." Kurama mused this aloud, gaze tipping off distractedly. Kurama couldn't hide from his responsibilities in Makai forever, after all. Not unless he wanted to completely give up the human life Shiori had given him. Exhaling once more, he shook his head again and leaned in to gently peck Yusuke's cheek, in gratitude. Kurama hadn't thought about it, but a moment later he realized what he'd done and stilled. Humans didn't do those kind of things, so easily, with each other. He'd just been so comfortable, he'd forgotten... What must Yusuke think of him? Kurama felt his ears grow warm, at his mistake, and tried to play it off casually, not looking at his friend out of quiet embarrassment. He really was slipping! "W-Well, let's get back - " Kurama started to disengage from the hug, still not meeting Yusuke's eyes. Yusuke smiled. "That's a good idea. It'll probably be difficult for you to go back to your old house, so you and Hiei can stay with me. I have a spare room." His laughter was stopped abruptly when Kurama pecked him on the cheek. He felt his cheeks flush. That was...interesting. He was a bit intrigued. Kurama immediately flushed and tried to explain himself. Yusuke chalked it up to grief. "If you and Hiei do decide to stay with me the guest room only has one bed. You guys will have to get real close." Yusuke teased. He squeezed Kurama's shoulder playfully one last time. He really missed his friend and he wasn't going to let an accidental peck make things weird between them again. Kisses weren't big deals to demons anyway. "Let's go, Hiei is waiting." Yusuke winked again. Yusuke waited for Kurama to lead the way. Hiei was thankful for the time alone to relax. He leaned his chest against the warm, damp rocks. It was nice to be together as a group again. Kurama felt himself smile; Yusuke's good humor was just that infectious. It helped that he hadn't reacted badly; it was rather relieving, to be honest. Enough that... Well, Kurama wanted to push his luck. Just a bit~ He lofted a brow, at the mention of a spare room. "That might be best... I don't think Hiei would object. He's rather more cuddly than I had expected." Kurama said this with a slight smile, tone amused. Going with the flow of the moment, he leaned in to peck Yusuke's other cheek - a tad more purposefully, this time. "Thank you." Kurama was grinning, as he pulled away. Then, he grabbed a few drying cloths and headed out of the room, in the direction of the hot spring. "You should follow me closely, or you might get lost back here!" Kurama called behind him, footsteps already echoing. "Aw. I always knew that grump would be into cuddling." Yusuke smiled amused. "He can be so cute, sometimes." Yusuke was surprised again and couldn't help but blush. That one was...more on purpose. He was so dumbfounded that Kurama had shut down his teasing. He couldn't wait to tell Keiko what happened. She was going to get a kick out of this one. Yusuke was so shocked that he almost didn't move. "Right behind you." He followed Kurama down the cavern. Hiei's upper body was propped ontop of a rock. Obviously he was trying to avoid getting his injuries wet. His back was sculpted and his perfect muscles were on display. There was a light flush of his skin from the heat of the hotspring. He looked very attractive. "About time." Hiei snorted. Yusuke quirked an eyebrow. When did Kurama and Hiei get so hot? Yusuke ignored his confused feelings. "Ready to send a search party?" Yusuke laughed pulling off his shirt in one motion, and his pants and boxers in another. He dived into the water. When he resurfaced he laughed at the two of them. Ah, Kurama felt better. He mused over this in the time it took Yusuke to walk down with him. When they arrived, he noticed Hiei trying to avoid getting his dressings wet, as Kurama had asked of him earlier, and shot the little Jaganshi a rewarding smile. "I had to show Yusuke the way. He's not good at mazes, like you." Yusuke was rambunctious as always, and Kurama left the three drying cloths within arm's reach of the natural tub. He blinked, as Yusuke emerged from beneath the surface, and had to smile at his laughter. He strode off to a corner spot that was a bit dryer, to carefully shuck off his own clothes, and placed them in a neatly-folded pile on the floor there. Then, Kurama headed back to find his own spot, easing into the water with a sigh. Kurama leaned back, resting his head on the edge as he closed his eyes to relax. Mm. There really was no substitute for good company and a hot bath. Yusuke resurfaced and was laughing with Hiei. All of a sudden Yusuke stopped laughing and a soft flush began to bloom across his face. Hiei turned to look at what Yusuke was looking at. It was Kurama, slowly descending into the water. His pale skin was glistening. They had both gotten an eyeful. Hiei turned back to glare at Yusuke, and Yusuke shot Hiei a nervous smile. Apparently Kurama hadn't seen them looking. Even though for a second both of them had stared. The two of them hung out near the same rock. "Maybe this was a bad idea..." Yusuke whispered to Hiei. Hiei snarled. "You think?" Yusuke felt a twinge of guilt, when he looked at Hiei's pissed off jealous expression. "Sorry..." Yusuke whispered. The apology was unnecessary. Hiei looked annoyed. Hiei looked back. Kurama was entirely submerged in the water. Yusuke was still staring. Hiei reached over and dunked Yusuke under the water holding for a few seconds. Yusuke struggled against Hiei's hand. When Yusuke resurfaced, Hiei was smirking at him. "Apology accepted." His eyes shot daggers. Yusuke smiled nervously again. "Glad to hear it." Truth be told, it wasn't just Kurama provoking this reaction. Hiei and Yusuke were mumbling about something; it was slightly distracting. It had taken a moment for Kurama to notice, and when he did, he glanced over, blinking slightly. He sweatdropped, at the dunking. What were they doing over there? Curiosity piqued, he pushed away from the side and paddled towards them, shoulders still above the water. His red hair fanned out around him like a pool of oil on water, and he started to grin as he got closer. "What's going on over here? Are you two keeping secrets from me~?" Kurama practically purred that; he did so love digging out a good secret. The sparkle in his green eyes showed he was quite engaged in getting to the bottom of this one, if he could. As Kurama swam over Hiei shot Yusuke a glare that screamed this is all your fault, you goddamn mazoku. Yusuke shot Hiei an apologetic look. Hiei regretted not holding Yusuke under the water longer. Yusuke was on his own for coming up with an excuse. "I'm sorry, let me bring you back into the loop." Yusuke scratched the back of his head. Hiei raised a curious eyebrow. He wondered how Yusuke was going to reason his way out of this one. "Last summer, Keiko had an epiphany and realized that she was bisexual. So she's been seeing Botan also." Yusuke grinned. "And Hiei here," Yusuke smacked Hiei's back for emphasis. "Has been my rock through all of this." Yusuke was telling the truth. Hiei growled annoyed. Last summer Yusuke had felt terrible. He thought Keiko was going to leave him for Botan. Hiei had knocked some sense into him and explained to him that such relationships were common in Makai and other places, and that it wasn't a big deal. He smiled nervously and scratched his head. "He was actually the first person who I came out to, and he just snorted." Yusuke started laughing. "It's a little confusing and I think I am still just figuring everything out." He smiled nervously again. "I figured Hiei would tell you." Yusuke trailed off. "It wouldn't be my place to tell." Hiei retorted. Yusuke scratched the back of his head and blushed a little. "I'm bi." Kurama paused once he was close enough, and blinked at the explanation. He was truly out of the loop, then... Despite this sobering reminder, he still managed a supportive smile, nodding along with Yusuke's explanation. He grinned slightly at Hiei being referred to as a 'rock'. The rest of it, he'd rather suspected for a while... Well, perhaps not Keiko and Botan. But Yusuke always had struck him as rather flexible - Kurama had simply avoided prying, in the past. He beamed at him, and floated closer to give Yusuke a warm hug from the side - just to avoid anything terribly awkward. "I'm so glad you realized it~" Kurama cooed in Yusuke's ear, nuzzling his cheek; he was quite proud of him. And then his voice dropped, dark and abruptly teasing. "But that's not what you were talking about, just now." His grip on Yusuke tightened, almost threateningly; but still in good fun, even though Kurama was serious. Caught! Yusuke blinked at Kurama twice and flushed at Kurama. Hiei was perched on the rock radiating amusement. Kurama and Yusuke looked good together. It seemed to intrigue the little youkai. Yusuke felt a twinge of panic well up in him when Kurama gripped him tighter. He needed something between him and the mischievous kitsune. In one panicked motion he yanked Hiei off the rock and manhandled him so he was between Kurama and himself. Hiei's arms flailed wildly and he grabbed the only thing he could reach. Kurama's shoulders. Hiei's chest was pressed up against Kurama and he was holding onto Kurama's shoulders. Realizing what he'd done, Yusuke was behind Hiei trying to steady him. Hiei was pissed. "What the fuck!?" Hiei looked up at Kurama and his expression softened. They were all really close together. Hiei tried to get some distance between himself and Kurama and ended up flush against Yusuke. Being so close to Yusuke, Hiei ended up leaning into Kurama's arms. He blinked a few times at Kurama. He really wanted to melt into both of their embraces. Yusuke thought Hiei and Kurama looked really enticing together. "Oh jeez! I'm so sorry! I didn't-!" Yusuke's apology broke through Hiei's haze, and Hiei was furious. Yusuke's hands were on Hiei's hips. Hiei was going to kill him. Kurama just laughed, when Hiei was thrust bodily at him, and easily went with it. He wrapped one arm around Hiei's shoulders to keep him still as well as from murdering anyone, and the other around Yusuke's neck. His eyes were twinkling with mirth as he leaned his forehead against Yusuke's; Hiei was just that short. Kurama was still chuckling. "I think you just made it worse. You might want to run." Kurama nosed Yusuke's cheek and planted a kiss there, before pulling the arm around Yusuke's neck away to wrap it around Hiei's slender waist. At least this way, Yusuke could have a head start in escaping Hiei's wrath before Hiei squirmed out of Kurama's embrace. Yusuke used the time that Kurama was holding Hiei to swim as far away as he could. Hiei growled low in in his throat. Did Kurama just kiss Yusuke on the cheek? And now, he was helping him escape? Hiei felt himself melt into Kurama's embrace for a moment. Unforgivable. Kurama needed a sufficient punishment too. Hiei leaned up and slowly nibbled Kurama's earlobe. Kitsune had very sensitive ears and Kurama was probably similar. When he got free, he smirked up at Kurama. Hiei swam after Yusuke and caught up with him almost immediately. He yanked Yusuke into a headlock. "What the fuck were you thinking!?" Hiei snarled. This was precisely why there shouldn't be any horseplay in these sorts of places. Hiei was still blushing the entire time. He was disturbed by how turned on he had been sandwiched between the two of them. After a few minutes Hiei released Yusuke. "Ok, sorry, I guess I deserved that." Hiei growled at him. Kurama's eyelids had dropped, at the nibbling, and he watched Hiei through his eyelashes. When the Jaganshi scurried away, he let him go, but sank down into the water, then popped back up so his eyes and nose peeked out. Kurama stealthily approached the other two from behind Hiei; red hair a slithering presence on the surface, trailing behind him. Once he was close enough, he waited for the moment Hiei let Yusuke go. Only then did he grab Hiei under his upper arms and drag him down into the water; just enough to submerge his face, and only for a moment, though. His own revenge complete, Kurama stood gracefully - waterline covering up to the middle of his stomach - and smirked down at the spot from which the Jaganshi should emerge, hands propped on his hips. "H-!" Hiei exclaimed as he was pulled underwater by a stealthy fox. Hiei turned and was excited see that he had gotten a rise out of Kurama. He smirked deviously. Hiei launched forward and tackled the kitsune. They were submerged for a second. Kurama laughed, as he was tackled; water splashed loudly, as they fell. He hugged Hiei to himself underwater, pulling Hiei up with him as they popped out of the water, grinning at his friend. "My, you're energetic today." Kurama cooed, nuzzling Hiei's soaking wet hair. "Careful Hiei!" Yusuke got behind Kurama one hand held the kitsune's shoulders, the other hand was on Kurama's waist trying to steady him. They were very cute together. Kurama blinked, when Yusuke sought to help him up, and sweatdropped. He'd forgotten about the wounds... Oh, well. "Hiei, your wound got submerged. Kurama said you weren't supposed to do that." Yusuke reminded. Kurama sighed, making to stand. "He's the one who did it." Hiei shot back. "Ah, you're right... I forgot." "Maybe we should all get out and fix it....in five minutes." Yusuke suggested, splashing Hiei. Kurama cast them both a mildly scolding look, raising an eyebrow. "Too much horseplay in the bath, I think." Kurama shook his head; he'd even gotten caught up, himself! Goodness. "Come now, that's enough. If you want to play, spar outside afterwards or something. For now, let's redress them." He took Hiei's wrist and turned towards the nearest edge of the natural tub, gently pulling Hiei along behind him. "You were instigating." Hiei grumbled and let himself get dragged by Kurama. Yusuke laughed. He had certainly seen Hiei relent before, but never so obviously. Hiei glared daggers at Yusuke. To Hiei sparring with the old detective was starting to sound better and better. It would be a good way for them to blow off steam. Yusuke followed after Kurama and Hiei. Once he was done drying himself he wrapped the cloth around his waist. Kurama let go of Hiei as he climbed out of the tub. He dried off, changed easily and led the way out; mostly for Yusuke's benefit, as Hiei had an impeccable memory. "Oh, I wouldn't wander around down here, by the way, Yusuke. There are quite a few traps at the ends of the other tunnels." He smiled disarmingly over his shoulder, at him. "Youkos like to steal, but not be stolen from." Once back in the main room of the den, Kurama left his guests to their own devices as he retreated to the closet-room, once more, to fish out some clean bandages. "Trust me Kurama, after this morning, the last thing I want to deal with is more of your vines." Yusuke grinned following after the two of them. Kurama chuckled, at Yusuke's response. "Not just vines..." Kurama didn't elaborate, although it was vaguely intimidating. Yusuke and Hiei exchanged knowing glances. Yusuke didn't risk saying anything because of how Kurama had caught them the last time, and how Hiei had ended up in the middle of a Kurama and Yusuke sandwich. What the hell was up with those kisses. They were making Hiei pretty jealous. He shot a glare at Yusuke again. The sexual tension between Kurama and Hiei was ridiculous. Yusuke was pretty sure it was starting to rub off on him too. How did these two even stand it? Yusuke found it almost laughable that Kurama and Hiei were both so oblivious about their mutual crush on one another. Yusuke grinned at Hiei. "We should go bar hopping in Makai again." Maybe alcohol would lower Hiei's inhibitions enough to talk to Kurama openly. "Absolutely not." Hiei crossed his arms. Re-entering the room from the closet, bandages in hand, Kurama heard Yusuke's suggestion, and matched his grin. "That could be fun." He lofted a brow at Yusuke. "But I think I'll stay in human form, if we do go. Youko is apparently too famous with those drunk bards." Smirking to himself at the memory Hiei had shared with him, Kurama set to work on treating Hiei's injuries. The pus looked as though it had been chased off for good, with his last treatment, so Kurama used his regular antiseptic instead of the acid-based one. The other injures still needed to be wrapped so they wouldn't reopen, but they looked much better. Seeing that Kurama seemed open to the idea of bar hopping, Hiei acquiesced. He snorted. "Fine." This was excellent. All Yusuke had to do was lower their inhibitions to where they could have a heart to heart. Hiei had told him once that the reason he didn't drink as much was because he was quite flirty. Yusuke burst out laughing. "Oh man! You told him about the 'sweet love nectar'!" Hiei chuckled remembering the stupid poem. Yusuke grinned "We are so going." He looked really pleased with himself. Hiei had gotten close enough to the spirit detective to tell that he was plotting something. While Kurama was bandaging him up, he watched Yusuke carefully and shot him the occasional glare. Yusuke had it all planned out. If Hiei was vulnerable and honest with Kurama, Kurama would not be able to resist it. He'd scoop the little youkai right up. Yusuke smiled to himself. His plan was good. Hiei's brows furrowed. Yusuke was making his planning face. Hiei could only hope that Yusuke's stupidity did not involve him. He had no idea. Kurama tied off the last one, and sat back. He smiled; Hiei was being prickly, again. Kurama considered giving him some affection. The only difference was, Yusuke was here... But then, Yusuke didn't seem to mind, either. Brushing off his reservations, Kurama simply went with his instincts, and moved to kiss the starburst in Hiei's hair, then pulled back with a warm smile, just for him. "If you want to go out and play now, you can." Kurama teased, knowing Yusuke would get that reference more than Hiei. He was also unobtrusively testing the waters on how Hiei would react to affection, with Yusuke there to witness it. Yusuke watched Kurama kiss Hiei's hair. The little youkai blushed furiously, but managed to get it under control when Kurama looked at him. Hiei was so cute. Yusuke was struck by how Hiei smiled back at Kurama. It was a small smile, but still a smile none the less. Yusuke grinned at Kurama "Why don't you play with him?" Yusuke teased. Hiei shot a look toward Yusuke. Yusuke had his scheming expression on. "Are you scared, detective?" Hiei smirked. "Nah, I just think we should save the fun for later, if we are going to a bar." He grinned. Kurama pouted; just a bit. Honestly, he'd rather spend the night in with two people he enjoyed as opposed to a bar full of smelly youkai. Sighing dramatically, he gathered Hiei up in his arms and nuzzled into the little youkai's hair. He'd been looking forward to a free fight-show. Kurama opened an eye and cast a glance towards Yusuke, smirking slightly where Hiei couldn't see him. "You two are a much better match. Besides, I already play with him to my heart's content." As evidenced by the cuddles he had only recently realized he was allowed. Kurama straightened a bit, Hiei still cradled against his chest, and grinned shamelessly at Yusuke. "I'd rather watch you two, anyway. Much better entertainment here than at a bar." Oops, he'd given himself away. ...Well, it was all right. In one fell swoop Kurama had pulled all of the wind out of Yusuke's sails. Hiei definitely was going to go along with whatever Kurama wanted, so there was no point in pushing it too hard. Hiei affectionately leaned into Kurama's embrace. Yusuke raised an eyebrow at Kurama. Yusuke had to roll his eyes, Kurama played with Hiei to his heart's content, but Hiei totally wasn't Kurama's boyfriend. "Let's make this a bit more interesting." Yusuke grinned. Hiei looked over at him and snorted. "What do you have in mind, mazoku?" Yusuke grinned at them. "Kurama, you still love betting games and probability, right? How about we make a bet?" Hiei rolled his eyes. Kurama watched Yusuke calmly; face still friendly but now unreadable, although he was smiling. Without taking his eyes off Yusuke nor changing expression, he leaned down to rest his cheek atop Hiei's hair. "I never agree to a bet without first knowing its conditions." His green eyes were sharp; just like that, and his mood had completely changed. The air felt charged. Yusuke smiled at both of them. "Well if I win, I want you to take Hiei on a date, just the two of you, somewhere nice and romantic." Hiei looked dumbfounded for a moment. "Eh?" The youkai had assumed that Yusuke was going to suggest something far dirtier. The word date had never been properly explained to Hiei. By how it was explained he and Kurama already went on many dates. Kurama frowned; he didn't like this. "No." Kurama answered, simply, giving Yusuke a sweet smile. "Try again." Hiei was getting angry. They were talking about this like he wasn't in the room. "Yusuke, by your definition Kurama and I have already been on at least 33 dates." Hiei snarled. "Neither of us enjoy being compelled to do things." Hiei crossed his arms. Yusuke's eyes lit up when Hiei said that and he smiled at Kurama. "How about if I win you cease meddling in my affairs?" "If I win, will you kiss Kurama?" Hiei rolled his eyes. He already had. What was the big deal? Kurama was fast losing interest in this conversation; nothing intriguing had yet been proposed. He closed his eyes, and nuzzled Hiei's hair once more. The scent was familiar, and soothing. Absently, his fingers started to play with the fabric of Hiei's sleeve; he was just enjoying the contact, really. Hiei growled again. Yusuke thought for a moment. "Remember that conversation we had two weeks ago? If I win will you take my advice?" Hiei snarled. "Fine." Hiei reluctantly stepped out of Kurama's embrace. The second he was away, he missed the warmth. "Just fists, no dragons or spirit guns, ok?" Yusuke set the terms. Hiei nodded. Hiei preemptively pulled off the tunic and the shirt underneath. Otherwise they'd get all ripped and dirty. Yusuke waited for Hiei and Kurama before heading outside. Hmph... Half-regretting his request for a fight, Kurama nonetheless pried himself away. He had a thought, then, and packed up the food in the bag Yusuke had brought, shouldering it as he wasn't going to be one of the ones fighting; at least, initially. They'd likely be hungry, after. The vines were easily swept aside, and he let them fall shut behind him once everyone was out.
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Tipping up his nose, Kurama oriented himself; it had been a while since he'd been back in this area of Makai, and his memory was a tad rusty. He had just been out hunting the other day, though, and recalled a good sparring spot some ways to the south. He pointed in that direction, smiling at his companions. "There are a few natural plateaus over this way; they'd make for a good arena. Less brush than in the forest." If they'd prefer, of course. And Kurama would rather not draw undue attention to his den by having two powerful fighters with bristling youki catching the interest of everyone within 50 miles. Hiei and Yusuke followed Kurama up to the plateau. Yusuke hoped that he could knock some sense into Hiei. Both Hiei and Kurama were beyond oblivious. Yusuke and Hiei stood on either side of the plateau. The energy around Hiei swirled like a black inferno. The amount of energy Hiei had now had grown significantly. Yusuke unleashed his own energy which glowed a soft blue color. From the looks of it they were both pretty evenly matched. Suddenly both of them charged each other. They both went in for a punch and landed, striking each other right in the face. Yusuke could feel the force of the punch reverberate through his body. The combined force of their spirit energy knocked both of them back a few feet. Both of them quickly regained their footing. Yusuke landed a second punch to Hiei's face, and Hiei kicked Yusuke in the jaw. They both jumped back and then charged forward again. There was a flurry of fists and blows, too fast for the human eye to discern. Hiei tried to hit Yusuke twice and he missed. Seeing an opening, Yusuke landed a punch right in Hiei's stomach. There was a loud cracking sound. Hiei countered by uppercutting Yusuke. The two of them separated and then immediately charged each other again. Yusuke punched Hiei hard enough to send him flying. Hiei caught himself in time to charge back at Yusuke and punched him in the sternum. After about 7 minutes Hiei had a bloody lip and Yusuke had a nosebleed. Yet neither one of them looked ready to stop or slow down. Both of them were winded and dizzy and still punching and kicking each other. Kurama found a comfortable spot and leaned back against a rock, watching them contentedly. He let them go for a while, but then started to sense they'd lost sight of their self-control. Sighing - he knew it would come to this - Kurama stood, striding in towards the battlefield. The crackling energy didn't phase him; he simply avoided it with graceful steps. Kurama called, trying to reach them through voice, first. "I think you're about done. Let's eat something." If they didn't listen, he'd continue approaching, letting his ki flicker to a noticeable burn around himself; if nothing else, perhaps that would catch their attention. Kurama lifted a hand to his hair - just ready, not withdrawing anything just yet - as he continued to approach. The two of them continued to fight until Kurama was right in front of them. They were both so focused that it took a second for both of them to stop wailing on each other. Yusuke got Hiei hard in the stomach and Hiei got Yusuke hard in the jaw. Both punches looked like they hurt. "Entertained?" Hiei questioned. Yusuke nodded. "Aw, but it was just getting fun." He was very clearly winded. Hiei looked just as exhausted, but didn't say anything. The both of them stumbled back to the spot with Kurama. Occasionally leaning on each other. They had overdid it, but only a little bit. "Wow, you've really improved short stuff." Hiei grinned in response. "You too, mazoku." Hiei slumped down next to Kurama, and Yusuke slumped down next to Hiei. Kurama rolled his eyes, but he could tell they had needed that. He dug some food out of the bag and handed Hiei his curry, and spread out the rest for Yusuke to choose from. He took the udon package for himself, this time, and breathed in the air of Makai, watching the sky as he ate. Hiei had to admit, he did feel a little cooped up and stressed out these last few days. Maybe it was because he hadn't relieved himself or done anything to blow off steam. He felt a bit more relaxed now. He had to envy Kurama's ability to maintain his cool. Hiei gently almost subconsciously leaned his head against Kurama's shoulder. Yusuke smiled. "So, Ningenkai tomorrow?" Hiei raised an eyebrow. Neither of them had said anything to him about that. "What?" Hiei asked sitting up straight. Kurama had naturally supported Hiei's lean, and felt bereft when he straightened. He sent an apologetic smile towards Hiei, after Yusuke's words. "Ah, I forgot to mention that. It might be best for me to return sooner rather than later." Kurama glanced away from them both, then. "The funeral... I can't simply abandon my life there..." Much as it would be easier for him to simply do just that. Hiei nodded at Kurama's statement. Yusuke immediately noticed when Hiei's expression became darker and downcast. Normally Hiei was better at hiding it. Maybe it was just because he was so stressed. Yusuke realized that Hiei probably seriously thought they'd both leave him there. "You're coming with us you know." Yusuke clarified. The last thing he wanted was for Hiei to freak out again. Yusuke ruffled Hiei's hair again. Hiei growled low and in his throat. Hiei looked a little bit tired. "Maybe you should lie down somewhere." What Yusuke didn't expect was for Hiei to scoot closer to Kurama and rest his head in Kurama's lap. If it made Kurama uncomfortable Hiei would move. However, he had gotten in the habit of comforting or getting comforted by Kurama with physical touch. Kurama blinked, and glanced at Hiei with a smile. "Yes, of course you are." Kurama set aside his udon and began stroking Hiei's hair. Touch was a good comfort, for both of them. Kurama sighed, drawn back towards memories of Shiori, and leaned against the rock behind him, closing his eyes, expression vaguely pained. Hiei was curled up in Kurama's lap. He reminded Yusuke of a cuddly grumpy cat. A cat and a fox. How cute. Yusuke smiled at Kurama. The fox looked contemplative and pained. "Kuwabara and Yukina are going to this new fondue place tomorrow. They invited you and Hiei. I didn't mention it beforehand because I thought we might not get back in time." Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "Hiei still hasn't had chocolate, so someone will have to explain. Sometime this week, we all wanted to go to that amusement park. It was going to be Yukina, Kuwabara, Keiko, me and both of you if you want. There's not a lot of car space so either Hiei or Yukina is going to need to sit on someone's lap, but it's a short drive." Ah, but that sounded nice. Pulled from his melancholic thoughts, Kurama cast a warm glance towards Yusuke. He smiled, raising the hand not currently petting at the little Jaganshi as though wanting to wrap it around behind Yusuke's shoulders, green eyes beckoning gently. "Come over here and tell me about it?" Human world things sounded nice, at the moment, but snuggling with his two favorite people left in the world sounded better. Yusuke was a bit surprised that Kurama wanted him to be so close. He scooted closer. At some point he needed to shift Hiei. Hiei grumbled and shifted so he was laying across both Kurama and Yusuke. Yusuke cuddled up beside Kurama. "Kuwabara and Yukina also want us all to go to this cat cafe." Yusuke grinned. "I think they want to get a friend for Eikichi. We were also all talking about taking a camping trip." "Mm." Kurama pulled Yusuke close, nosing into his hair and neck. "Sounds nice. Keep talking?" His fingers smoothed through Hiei's hair and Kurama tried to focus on this moment, on the people around him and the fuzzy feel of two familiar ki gently overlapping with his own. A thought occurred to Yusuke. Were Kurama and Hiei both touch starved from all their time being tough? Yusuke wrapped an arm around Kurama and shifted so he was closer. When Kurama whispered into his neck, he felt his skin begin to flush. Today had made him hyper aware of his latent attraction to both the kitsune and the yokai. "Some new botanical gardens have opened up around the city." Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "We could all take a trip to the beach again. Someone will have to take short stuff bathing suit shopping. Does any of this sound fun?" Hiei opened his eyes and looked up at Yusuke and Kurama. Hiei snorted and wrapped an arm around Kurama's waist. He still felt a bit jealous of the detective, but he was trying not to linger on it right now. Hiei's other hand absent mindedly touched Yusuke's. Yusuke realized that there was something nice about them all snuggled up together like this. Kurama looked beautiful snuggled into Yusuke with his thoughtful green eyes and fiery red hair, and Hiei looked adorable with his bright red eyes and sour expression. Yusuke was very intrigued, but he promised himself that he would wait for them to figure their shit out. Kurama smiled and snuggled further into Yusuke, nuzzling contentedly at his neck. He laughed a little, at the mention of Hiei in a bathing suit, and nodded. "Yes. Absolutely." He looked down at Hiei, shifting happily against Hiei's arm, as well. Kurama pet Hiei's hair soothingly, moving his fingers into Yusuke's hair. This felt so nice. Hiei sat up in Kurama's lap and turned so he was resting his head against Kurama's shoulder and chest. His other hand was still absent mindedly playing with Yusuke's fingers. The yokai looked a little more awake from this angle. "Morning sunshine." Yusuke joked. Hiei shot him a sleepy glare. Yusuke affectionately reached over to ruffle Hiei's hair. Hiei seemed to nod off again. He always did this after fights. "It's gotta be 3 or 4 in the afternoon now. We are going to have to get up early if we want to make it back to Ningenkai before dark." It would be a shame to disturb Hiei when he was being so cute and affectionate. "If you want to carry him, I can carry the food. Or you can carry the food and I can carry him. Or I can carry both." Yusuke offered. "Plus we need to get him to try that chocolate Yukina sent him." "Mm." Kurama blinked, slowly; he was feeling a tad sleepy, as well. He shook his head, rousing himself and gathering Hiei into his arms. "I've got him." He kissed Hiei's forehead tenderly, and hoisted them both up. Kurama muffled a yawn into Hiei's hair. "Sleep might be a good idea, once we get back. You're welcome to join us; the den gets a bit cold. I'll have to figure something out about heating and refrigeration, if we'll be coming back here more often..." Kurama was musing, still tired. The walk back would be a long one. Yusuke gathered up the food and smiled at their predicament. He had sensed a little bit of jealousy from both of them earlier, so he wasn't going to but in unless invited. Kurama clearly wanted most of Hiei's affection, but Hiei totally wasn't Kurama's boyfriend. Hiei unconsciously snuggled into Kurama again. "Let me know if you change your mind." Yusuke laughed. Hiei was probably the strongest person he knew, but the more time he spent with him, the more he realized he had a soft side that he only really let Kurama see. "Maybe." Yusuke wasn't sure about sleeping in bed with the both of them. It would depend on how Hiei reacted. Out of Kurama and Hiei, Hiei was the more jealous of the two. For a second in the hotspring, it seemed like he was into Kurama flirting with Yusuke, but he had gotten pretty irate when Kurama kissed Yusuke. If Hiei seemed ok with it, it would be fine. Yusuke laughed. "Let me guess, he likes being the little spoon." He teased. Kurama quirked a small grin at him, pressing his cheek to Hiei's hair as he watched Yusuke, eyes affectionate. "He's small, and likes being held; surrounded by warmth." Yusuke raised an eyebrow at Kurama. "How'd you figure that out?" Yusuke had a thought. "You must be pretty special to him." He beamed at Kurama. "Most of the time when I touch him he threatens me. So you and Yukina are the only two people that he'll let touch him for extended periods of time." Kurama smirked, just slightly. "I'm no more special than you. Threats are his way of expressing himself. Hm, and I think he could grow to accept yours, as well. You underestimate your importance, Yusuke." "Does he threaten you?" Yusuke asked curiously. He was pretty sure the last time he heard Hiei threaten Kurama it was at the Dark Tournament. Ever since his crush was in full swing Hiei seemed to lay off the threats. "He did. The first time we met; a few times, I think." Kurama laughed softly, remembering and shaking his head. "It's on a spectrum, I think. Worse at the beginning, and starts to taper off gradually." "It's been a while though, right?" Since Yusuke had known him, Hiei made threats on at least a biweekly basis. "He threatens everyone else, all the time to be honest." Yusuke chuckled. It was going to take a lot for Kurama to get it. "Mmm..." Kurama looked thoughtful. Maybe it had been a minute. He shrugged; just barely, not enough to disturb Hiei in his arms. "Usually when I've done something he sees as inefficient or foolish." Kurama smirked a little. "But, as I said, it's just his way. Initially, anyway." Yusuke scratched his chin. "And he let's you kiss him." Hiei shifted in Kurama's arms for a moment, but nuzzled more into the kitsune's chest. He sighed sleepily. In a few seconds he fast asleep again. "If I kissed him, I think he'd kill me." Yusuke admitted. Yusuke quickly changed the subject. "Oh, I gave Keiko the spare key, do you think you two will be okay alone at my apartment while I'm at work? I'll get another copy made while I'm out." Kurama huffed, about to disagree, but Yusuke moved on so quickly. He cast a dry look towards him, and let it go; he'd voice his opinion about that, later. "We've survived this long in my den alone, you know. I think we can manage a human world apartment." Also, Yusuke was severely underestimating them if he thought they wouldn't be stealthy enough to come and go as they pleased, while keeping the apartment free from intruders. Kurama didn't say that, though. "What I mean is don't let the little gremlin burn the place down." Yusuke clarified with a laugh. They'd been hiking a while and all the forest looked the same to Yusuke. "Hiei wouldn't burn it down, Yusuke. He likes you too much to want to get on your bad side." Kurama offered, lightly. "Do you know about how much further?" Yusuke's legs were very sore from his fight with Hiei. "Not too far." Kurama intoned, in a softer voice. It reminded him... he should treat them both, when they got back. Most of it was just scrapes, but Makai was rife with aggressive infections. Better to be safe. Yusuke laughed. Maybe there was a little truth to that statement. " "Well, make sure he doesn't use up all the hot water for the whole building." Yusuke smiled. "Mm..." Kurama cast a glance at him. He shifted Hiei gently, in his arms, and looked ahead, at their path. Not far, now. But... "I was considering not returning to Ningenkai at all, you know." Yusuke shot a surprised look at Kurama "What? Really?" He knew that the trauma was great, but he hadn't thought Kurama would want to leave Ningenkai. He felt a bit guilty, their group had left him alone so he didn't have much of a support system. They were lucky that Hiei found him. Kurama nodded, closing his eyes briefly. "Yes. I felt that, once she was gone, I had no other reason to stay." He cast a warm smile towards Yusuke, then, although it was a bit fragile around the edges. "You reminded me that there are other reasons for me to stay." He nodded towards the backpack - indicating the food made and packed with so much care - as his hands were full, his eyes growing fond, smile a little stronger. "All of you did." Yusuke thought back to the Dark Tournament when he thought Genkai was gone forever. He remembered how Hiei had perched outside his window, offering silent companionship. He remembered how Kurama had offered him soothing words. He felt guilty, they had deprived Kurama of a support system. The memories contrasted with Kurama's statement made Yusuke start to tear up. He looked at Kurama, his eyes looked watery. "Hang on." Yusuke breathed. "Gimme a second." He laughed at himself. Kurama blinked, immediately regretful for having said anything, if it had ended up causing pain. "Yusuke - " He stopped short of saying anything else, and simply angled himself to lean close, so Kurama could kiss Yusuke's cheek, then tenderly nuzzle his nose against that spot. It took some effort, with Hiei in his arms, but he managed. Yusuke composed himself almost immediately. Tears didn't fall. "Sorry, I just remembered something. You didn't do anything wrong." Yusuke clarified. He smiled at Kurama. "Thanks." He squeezed Kurama's shoulder and continued to hike upward. Kurama mirrored his smile; more reflexive, than anything else. "I know. It's all right, Yusuke. You're here now, and you weren't too late. That's all that matters." Kurama followed after him. When they got to the top of the rise, it was only about half a mile to his den. Yusuke smiled at Kurama. He was still thankful that Botan's stupid demon compass worked, and he wasn't wandering in the woods in Makai for days. Yusuke pondered for a moment. "Kurama, have you ever had a crush on someone or been in love?" Yusuke asked quickly changing the subject. Obviously Youko had many sexual partners, but he wondered just how the kitsune could be so oblivious to how painfully obvious Hiei was. "Hm?" Kurama blinked, at the non-sequitur. He tipped his head, eyes roving upward towards the trees, in thought. "I loved Shiori..." He said, slowly. He'd been fond of Kuronue, as well. Yomi had been aggravating. Kurama drew his eyes back to Yusuke, curious. "And I'm no stranger to sex, of course." Some of his bed partners had loved him, perhaps, but to Kurama they had always just been a means to an end. "Why do you ask?" "So you haven't then?" Yusuke asked for clarification. "Botan thinks she may be in love with Keiko, so she talked to me about it...and I described it to her, but I think I described it wrong. I always put my foot in my mouth, but you are the best at describing and explaining and words in general." Yusuke grinned. It was as he thought. Keiko and Botan still needed to resolve their issue, and Kurama would be good at giving them advice, except for the fact that Kurama probably had never been in love. No wonder he was so oblivious. Kurama lofted a brow, at that grin. It almost felt as though Yusuke was pulling something over on him... but he couldn't figure out just what. Well, might as well answer his question. "I... suppose not?" Kurama watched Yusuke carefully, screening however Yusuke would respond, for hints. "Oh?" Yusuke was genuinely surprised and caught off guard by how easily Kurama just admitted it. He had assumed that the kitsune was going to shut down the conversation. Yusuke smiled "You're so smart that I guess I just assumed you knew everything, but I guess you are still learning things too." For some reason, the full force of Yusuke's surprise made Kurama's ears feel warm. Kurama huffed, nudging Yusuke with his shoulder, looking resolutely ahead. He was starting to smell the flowers upon the vines protecting his den; not far, now. "No one knows everything, Yusuke. But if you're sure that Mother doesn't count... Then no. Youko had no need for such a compromising emotion." Perhaps he'd been a tad black-and-white in his thinking, before, but it had kept him alive for a thousand years, so Kurama didn't see the problem. Only after Shiori had he known love as something not to be scoffed at and manipulated. Yusuke had figured it out. All of Youko's relationships in the past were sexual. Kurama was half demon. He didn't mature like a normal human. He never had a crush or fell in love, so he had no idea that this dance that he and Hiei were doing was an obvious romantic relationship. A tactic that helped Youko survive in Makai was keeping Kurama from recognizing an obvious romantic relationship in the present. "I guess I was looking for an easy answer to give them." Yusuke laughed to himself. Recognizing Kurama's obliviousness lead to another new dilemma. Kurama would have to learn what love is. "I think we are getting close. I can smell the flowers." Yusuke commented with a smile. "Hm. Easy answers are either few and far between or come at a great cost." He met Yusuke's eyes with a light grin; slightly impressed. "You're right; we're nearly there. I'm surprised you can tell from here." The irony of the whole situation was not lost on Yusuke. They'd all been going about this the wrong way. They didn't need to force Hiei and Kurama to spend time together. They needed to get Kurama to understand what love was. "You're right." Yusuke nodded. This was going to be a challenge. Yusuke laughed at Kurama's statement. "Me too." They rounded a bend in the forest; within sight, at last. Kurama's arms were tired. Hiei wasn't a great burden, but Kurama hadn't been fighting, recently. Honestly, Kurama should just spar with them - preferably one-on-one - if he wanted to get battle-ready again. Kurama ducked inside, as the vines swept themselves aside for him, seeing his hands were full. Ah, he was exhausted. Perhaps part of it had to do with the grief, as well as carrying Hiei all this way when he was out of shape. Kurama shook his head. "I should treat your wounds before we all go to sleep. There's been blood in that bed before, but I'd rather not have to clean the furs again if I don't have to." Kurama admitted to Yusuke, tiredly. Hiei sensing a difference woke up and yawned. "Mm. Fine." He stretched and nuzzled Kurama's chest again. Yusuke looked over at an exhausted Kurama. "I can treat them if you're too tired. You could just hold him if you want." Yusuke said with a shrug. The stuff Kurama had used to treat Hiei's injuries earlier was still out. It wouldn't be too difficult. Kurama gave Yusuke a grateful look - mainly for noticing - but he was stubborn. "It's all right. I can handle this." Nosing Hiei's hair, briefly, he set him down, and reached into his hair to pull out a few of his cleaning and disinfecting medicinal plant seeds. Eying the amount of bandages left, he sighed. "I'll have to bring more bandages here, when we come back. These were my reserves." Yusuke laughed. "Leave it to Hiei, to use up all the bandages." Hiei growled at Yusuke sitting up sleepily. He was too tired to come up with a clever retort or a threat, so he just glared. Yusuke thought for a moment. Who did we refer to? Were Kurama and Hiei just going to cohabitate? Even though that was a step in the right direction Yusuke realized that most of their human friends would be in the grave before Kurama realized he loved Hiei, and Hiei got brave enough to talk to Kurama about how he felt. They were moving at a glacial pace. He'd meet with the others sometime and they'd all have to plan something. Hiei was not getting over his shyness without therapy so their best bet was to break through Kurama's obliviousness...and that was going to be the most uphill battle. At the moment fighting Sensui sounded easier. Yusuke smiled and scratched the back of his head. Hiei's expression was almost a pout. He knew Yusuke was plotting. Kurama was too tired to notice. He patched up Hiei, first - puncture wound getting only better and better - and applied band-aids to the numerous small scratches and cuts. He ruffled Hiei's hair and gave him a kiss on the cheek, shooing him off to the bed. Then, Kurama turned to Yusuke, a brow lofting. "Your turn. Come here." Hiei felt a twinge of jealousy as Kurama's attention shifted to Yusuke. It wasn't logical. Yusuke was friends with both of them, and he was in love with Keiko. "Fine." Yusuke sat down next to Kurama. Hiei glared at him. Yusuke noticed that there was almost a possessiveness in his friend's glare. He gave Hiei a nervous smile, meant to reassure him. Kurama smiled at Yusuke, and set to dabbing away the blood from his nosebleed. The nervous smile, though, he did notice, and cast a side-glance towards Hiei; just noticing the glare. "Something the matter?" Kurama's tone was curious. Hiei's glare softened when Kurama made eye contact with him. He shook his head and looked off in another direction. Yusuke smiled. "He probably just wants a rematch." Kurama chuckled, returning his attention to Yusuke's scrapes. "I see." It didn't take him long to finish, and then Kurama stood up and stretched, with an arm over his head, the other holding its elbow. He sighed, then, relaxing, and moved to climb onto the bed. It was the largest of the ones in the room; thus the reason he and Hiei had settled here. Kurama wound himself around the little Jaganshi, pulling Hiei's back to his chest and nuzzling into his hair. "Coming, Yusuke?" He murmured, sounding slightly sleepy as his eyes fell shut. Hiei sighed softly and shot Yusuke another glare before snuggling up to Kurama. Yusuke didn't want to risk Hiei getting even angrier than before so he climbed into bed behind Kurama. His chest was pressed against Kurama's back. It took a bit of adjusting, Kurama's long hair kept getting stuck to Yusuke's face, but once he had gotten comfortable it felt very nice. Hiei seemed to make a very nice heater. Hiei grabbed Kurama's hand again and held it. Yusuke noticed it immediately. It was very endearing. Hiei fell asleep immediately, and it took Yusuke a few minutes to fall asleep. Kurama pressed back into Yusuke's chest and arms, pulling Hiei along with him as he was too stubborn to let go of his own personal heater - in the form of a petite fire demon. He sighed, relaxing, and was asleep before Hiei had grabbed his hand. The hours passed, and they all shifted a bit. For Kurama's part, more towards when they should all be waking up anyway, he'd wound up flipping onto his other side. Even in his sleep, he didn't let go of Hiei. It had been silent in the den, but that movement caused a small 'fwump' of an impact on the bed, due to a body being shifted, that echoed ominously. In their sleep Kurama had pushed Hiei and Yusuke impossibly closer. Yusuke's legs shifted between Hiei's and the two of them were chest to chest. Yusuke's circadian rhythm woke him up, but he kept his eyes closed relaxing in Keiko's embrace for just a little longer. He and Keiko often fooled around in the morning when he slept over her house. Maybe this was one of those days. His hands that were on her waist drifted down to her butt, and he began to knead softly. It seemed like she was into it because she pulled him in even closer. Hiei felt Kurama's fingers trace down his waist and move to cup his butt. He was a little surprised that Kurama was touching him so intimately. Hiei pulled Kurama closer. He smelled the familiar smell of roses and honey and something else...? His leg shifted and he could feel Kurama hard against him. That was certainly, unexpected. Hiei wasn't going to complain. Kurama was the more experienced one so he should lead the way. Hiei reached one hand up the front of Kurama's shirt. One of Kurama's hands made the way down the back of his pants. He could feel his skin flush. Hiei wanted to go a little slower. When Kurama gripped his ass he bit back a sound and his legs shifted. Wow. Keiko really was frisky today. He shifted one of his hands down the back of her pants. Her ass felt much nicer today. Had she been doing squats or something? Her leg shifted against him and he let out a rather loud moan. Wait. Something was wrong. Why was Keiko's chest flat? That moan...it wasn't Kurama's voice. Hiei's eyes shot open. Yusuke's eyes shot open a second later. Yusuke could see the feelings going across Hiei's face. Anger. Confusion. Arousal. Fear. Longing. Yusuke and Kurama were similar sizes, so were Keiko and Hiei. They were both blushing furiously. Kurama would wake up at any minute. They were both paralyzed with fear. Hiei's hands were up the front of Yusuke's shirt and Yusuke's hands were down the back of Hiei's pants. "Don't. Make. A. Sound." Hiei growled, low and under his breath. They could detangle themselves slowly to avoid waking up Kurama. Yusuke was not entirely awake yet. "Wait! You aren't Keiko!?" Yusuke all but shouted. Hiei's words registered after Yusuke had already exclaimed. Kurama felt something tug at the edge of his consciousness, and blinked his eyes open, sleepily. He was facing the wall. But hadn't he... oh. He sensed their ki after a moment, and smiled blissfully to himself, turning over to nuzzle into Hiei's hair and smush a kiss against his cheek as he propped himself up. Mm, Yusuke too. Kurama gave Yusuke a bleary beam and moved to kiss his cheek. His hand slipped on the bed, though, and he hit Yusuke's mouth, instead. "Oof." Kurama mumbled against Yusuke's lips, green eyes blinking dazedly before he grinned goofily and nosed at Yusuke's face in slight apology. He then rolled over Yusuke and off the bed, landing on his feet, neatly, despite his waking fuzziness. His back to them, now, Kurama covered a yawn with his hand and absently finger-combed at his mussed red hair. He noted the food on the table with a scrunch of his nose, shaking his head. It smelled as though it had gone bad, by now. The deer meat, too. As such, Kurama started towards the entrance to the den, absently waving a hand behind him before shifting to kitsune form and darting swiftly outside to catch himself some field mice, for energy, and then hopefully something larger for a bit of non-spoiled breakfast. Yusuke and Hiei were both dumbfounded for a moment. Kurama hadn't realized that they were in a very precarious position. Not only that, but he had kissed Yusuke. It was obviously an accident. Yusuke had expected Hiei to be furious, but was surprised when he saw how sad Hiei looked. Yusuke slid out from under the covers realizing the youkai probably didn't want to be near him. "You know it was an accident, right?" Hiei nodded. "If you want things to be different, you need to talk to him." Yusuke tried to encourage Hiei. He knew Hiei was afraid of rejection, but maybe Hiei could poke through Kurama's obliviousness. Yusuke laid back down to the youkai. "You just had to fall in love with the most oblivious kitsune." Hiei raised an eyebrow and Yusuke smiled. "I'll explain better when we get back to Ningenkai." He ruffled Hiei's hair. "You should get ready. Yukina and Kuwabara are waiting for you..." Yusuke had that scheming smile, and Hiei glared at him. Hiei's retort was cut off by Yusuke grinning "Both of you." Hiei got out of bed and began putting on his shoes. Yusuke had already seen his vulnerability today, so he was going to keep it from Kurama at all costs. The last thing he needed was both of them fussing over him. Kurama came back sooner than he had, the other day. After a quick, light meal, he'd realized they were to head back to Ningenkai today, and could certainly wait until they arrived to eat. In the time it would take to cook anything, they should already be on their way. Kurama sighed; mornings weren't his best times. It was thus that he returned after only a half-hour, ducking back into the den and casting a sheepish look towards the other two. "Ah... I'm sorry. I'm a bit out of it, in the mornings. We should head back right away, yes?" Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "Yeah. We should start heading back soon. Kuwabara and Yukina are waiting for you guys." Hiei was off in the corner sulking. "I'm all ready to go, whenever you guys are." Hiei obviously wasn't in the best of moods, so Yusuke was trying hard not to bother him or push him too much. "Do either of you remember the way back?" Hiei nodded. The Jagan gave him a perfect memory and he had an excellent sense of direction. Kurama smiled back, nodding. "All right." Inwardly, he'd use the trip to prepare himself for confronting the requirements surrounding Shiori's death. There'd likely be questions... Or, perhaps those had already been answered. He sighed to himself, as they ran, lost in thought and mentally bracing himself for facing a grieving little Shuichi and Hatanaka. Kurama wondered how he could explain his abrupt absence to them... Hiei ran ahead of them. Yusuke kept his pace in time with Kurama, and they were both having difficulty keeping up with Hiei. He must've been much more upset then he was letting on. Yusuke tried not to think about how sore his legs were, or this morning. There were moments when Hiei was definitely cute. Hiei did seem to be pushing them rather hard, but Kurama didn't mind; the physical exertion was a distraction from his thoughts, and made them slightly easier to bear. They reached the portal after some time, and slipped through quietly. Just like that, and they were back in Ningenkai; the air was different. Kurama took a steadying breath, closing his eyes briefly. Yusuke had to pause to catch his breath. Hopefully, Hiei was in a much better mood now. "You guys should head over to Yukina and Kuwabara's place." Yusuke said with a smile. "I've got to go meet Keiko." Hiei looked back to both of them. Kurama hesitated, glancing at Yusuke uncertainly. "I should... check in with my remaining family, though." He didn't want to, not yet... but he should. And his clothes were a bit flashy for his human family... They'd ask more questions, no doubt. It made him vaguely stressed. But everything else was at home, which he didn't want to return to. It would forever smell like blood to him, no matter how much the humans cleaned it. Hiei looked over at Kurama and Yusuke. "Why don't you call them?" Yusuke suggested. Hiei nodded in agreement. "They would find your choice in attire odd." Yusuke smiled. "Why don't you go back to my place and put on some of my clothes? Then you could go see them. You could tell them you were staying with a friend." Yusuke gestured at Hiei. It was the truth. Kurama started to relax, nodding; of course, yes. That was reasonable. Why was he so anxious? It wasn't like him. He gave Yusuke a faint smile. "Ah, yes. Thank you. All right. Let's head over to see Kuwabara and Yukina, then. I'll call them from there." Absently, he reached out to put a hand on Hiei's shoulder; it helped ground him. "I'll walk you guys there." Yusuke smiled. It was on the way to see Keiko anyway. Hiei draped an arm around Kurama's waist. It was almost possessive and supportive. Yusuke definitely knew it was from earlier. Kurama relaxed a bit, leaning into Hiei slightly and letting his arm slip around Hiei's shoulders. He felt a bit more stable, and took a deep breath. It would be fine, of course. He was strong enough to do this; it was just Ningenkai. They wandered in the direction of Yukina and Kuwabara's house, up the steps and knocking on the door.
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Yukina answered the door, her eyes lighting up. "Oh! Kurama-san! Hiei. Yusuke." She moved forward, then, giving Kurama a sweet hug. "I'm so sorry to hear about your mother." Kurama paused a moment, before returning the hug gently, hiding a surprised smile against her hair. "Thank you, Yukina. For the food, as well." She pulled back, and he managed a warm smile for her. She had noticed how close he and Hiei were, and she'd corner her brother about it later, but for now Kurama needed support and comfort, so she just beamed sweetly at them. "Of course! Please come in. Do you need anything?" Yusuke grinned at Yukina. She was always so kind. "I'll sit with you guys for a little bit, but I promised Keiko that I'd visit her when I got back from Makai." Yusuke smiled sheepishly. She wouldn't nag him unless he was really late. Hiei tried to keep a neutral expression. "Yusuke and Kurama said something about calling Kurama's family." Yusuke nodded. "When he's ready." Yusuke added on. Hiei thought for a moment. "I think I misplaced my human clothes in the guest room." To be fair, he, Kuwabara and Yusuke had all been drinking. Finding human clothes that fit him had been a pain in the ass. Hiei knew at some point Yukina would corner him and ask about Kurama. It was difficult to explain. Yukina laughed softly, hiding it behind her hand, eyes sparkling. "Oh, of course! Whenever you'd like, Kurama-san, please use our phone. I'll fetch you some leftovers from last night, Kazuma had to head in for some late lab work. Please help yourself to some of his clothes, if you need them." Kurama smiled at her; truly grateful. "Yes, thank you. I'll do that." Slipping away from Hiei, he headed into the bedroom to rifle through the closet for something that would be acceptable to his human family. A button-up shirt and slacks shouldn't be too hard to find, hopefully. Yukina watched him leave, and cast a glance towards Yusuke and Hiei. She waited; face open but clearly expectant. "Something's changed?" Yukina smiled, just a bit. Hiei could manage an escape by going to the guest room to change, too, but Yusuke wouldn't be so lucky. When Hiei saw Yukina's expression he high tailed it to the guest room to look for his human clothes. Yusuke grinned at Yukina. Besides Keiko, she was definitely his favorite conspirator. He looked around to make sure Kurama and Hiei were both out of earshot. "They got physically closer but..." Yusuke's expression looked a little concerned. "...it turns out foxboy has been alive for like 600 years but has never been in love before, so he doesn't know what it feels like. He's so friggin oblivious it would be hilarious if it were a romcom." Yusuke's voice went down to a whisper. "Kurama cuddles with him and stuff. It's all very cute, but Kurama doesn't even realize it's flirting." Hiei finally found his human clothes. He put on some black boxers, a black pair of pants, a black t-shirt and a dark red sweater. The sweater sort of matched his eyes. He gathered up the clothes from Kurama's and the rest of his human clothes. He made his way back to where Yukina and Yusuke were. He could hear them whispering in hushed voices. He listened in for a moment being as quiet as possible. Yusuke better not be saying inappropriate things to his sister. Hiei would kill him, for sure. Yukina covered her surprised mouth with a hand, eyes wide. "No. Truly? Oh, poor Kurama -san..." She'd been lucky enough to find Kazuma, after all. She hid a smile, at the thought of Hiei cuddling. "I'm glad they've moved that far, though." Yukina cast a glance towards the guest room, hand dropping as she pouted, slightly. "I do wish 'niisan was more forward, but... Well, it's lovely that they're happier, yes?" At least, Hiei had seemed more relaxed, to her. Kurama found something; a pale yellow shirt and brown slacks. A belt made them fit admirably enough, and he paused to look at himself in the mirror. Ah... he should comb his hair. It was a bit wild. He searched around for a comb. Yusuke nodded. "Yeah. It's sweet that Hiei's the first, but I think it's going to take a while for them to figure it all out." Yusuke explained. "They are both definitely much happier together, but I think someone needs to sit down with Kurama and explain to him what love feels like. I am running out of ideas. I'm going to ask Keiko or Botan for suggestions." Hiei joined both of them in the sitting room. Yusuke couldn't help but notice how cute Hiei looked. He grinned happily. Hiei raised an eyebrow. "Are you trying to pull my dear sister into one of your plots, Yusuke?" Yusuke grinned sheepishly. "Oh! Of course not." Hiei smirked. "Hmm..." Yukina considered this. "Oh, yes. That might work." Her eyes settled on Hiei as he returned, and she smiled sweetly at him. "Come help me get out the leftovers, won't you, 'niisan?" She went off to the kitchen, then. Hiei nodded and quickly set his stuff down in the living room. He shot Yusuke a glare and then went with Yukina to grab the leftovers in the kitchen. Yukina directed Hiei to pull out the dishes from the cupboards while she took things out of the refrigerator. "How is Kurama-san doing? Was it difficult to find him, in Makai?" Hiei pulled the dishes down as requested. "He's doing better." Hiei admitted. He tried to answer his sister's questions as politely as possible. "He was very easy to find." He decided that if Yukina pressed he'd omit the details about their fight. He didn't want to worry her. Yukina sensed that Hiei was very reticent about giving her any details. She pouted to herself, where he couldn't see; direct questions, then. "When I opened the door, you two were very close..." Yukina trailed off, waiting for more. She unobtrusively kept her eyes on arranging the food, to lessen the pressure on Hiei. Hiei nodded. He was leaned against the counter. "It surprised me, but it does bring him comfort." That wasn't the whole truth. Hiei sighed. "I like it." He admitted. He was blushing and he hoped Yukina didn't see it. "He does also seem to enjoy being close to Yusuke." Hiei stared off, looking jealous. Yukina smiled to herself; Hiei actually admitting that was a small miracle in itself. She sensed he was embarrassed and mercifully kept her eyes away, beginning to heat up each finished plate of food. "That sounds lovely. I'm happy for you." She meant it, of course. The jealousy caused her to glance towards her twin, furtively. Oh yes, definitely a blush. She looked away without giving any indication she had seen. "Well, Kurama-san always did strike me as the type to want contact. The tales about Youko alone were rather descriptive." She giggled behind her hand. While traveling in Makai by herself, she had stumbled into a number of bars, of course; they'd all been rather polite to her, even protective. The drunken singing had carried up to her room, and sometimes she simply had sat downstairs with everyone, enjoying the liveliness that just didn't exist on Hyouga. Hiei was thankful that Yukina was turned away. She couldn't see all of his nervous expressions or the way he was nervously fiddling with one of his sleeves. "Thanks." Hiei snorted at her assessment. Hiei began to blush deeper. She had probably heard those stories while traveling in Makai. "Most of them are poorly written works of fiction." Hiei continued, "In person Kurama is more-" Perhaps Hiei had grown a little too accustom to confiding in his sister. He felt himself get even redder. He sighed and stopped to compose himself. "Lovely." The word felt almost foreign on his tongue. Had he ever even used it before? Probably not. Certainly not to describe another person. He was trying to push the jealousy out of his mind. Yukina grinned a bit, but demurely hid it so Hiei wouldn't see. "Yes. Rumors can be a tad conflated; more - wishes, perhaps." She offered this mildly, but then - "I wonder if Kurama-san has ever known anything beyond what those tales imply. The stories about Youko painted him as very ruthless; even using love to manipulate others. I don't think who Kurama-san is, now, is the same. Still, if he never had the opportunity to love anyone... I wonder if he would recognize it for what it is, if he ever did come across it." Yukina wasn't trying to manipulate Hiei into feeling a certain way. What Yusuke had said to her, though... It really made a lot of sense. Maybe Hiei knowing some of that would help. Hiei raised his eyebrow. That thought had certainly not occurred to him. His sister was certainly very bright. Hiei snorted. "Kurama is over 600 years old. He's probably had countless others in his bed." Hiei couldn't help but blush. He had been in Kurama's bed a lot over the past few days. Wasn't he technically one of Kurama's bedmates now? Bedmate just meant sharing a bed right? It could be more, but it didn't have to be. "It's improbable, but Yusuke has a similar theory." Hiei admitted. The youkai still worried that the kitsune would grow tired of him and move onto the next interesting thing. The next interesting thing was probably Yusuke. Hiei tried to suppress the jealousy again, but it was still whirling in his brain from this morning. Yukina gazed at Hiei, directly, now; her red eyes were serious, driving home. "If you were the one in his bed, 'niisan, would he treat you the same way as those 'countless others'?" She smiled, then, serious look lessening. "I do not think he would." Setting everyone's plates and utensils on a tray, she headed out to the living room. "I don't know." Hiei admitted. It was part of the problem. Hiei had no idea how Kurama felt about him. He had just learned a few things about Kurama recently. Maybe it was better this way, because he would just become another notch. Hiei followed behind Yukina carrying the hot food. He didn't want Yukina to accidentally burn herself, and he wasn't sensitive to heat. ...Oh! Yukina thought to herself, surprised. Kurama and Yusuke really were close! Kurama stared at himself in the mirror; he'd borrowed Yukina's brush. It would have to do. He took a breath and wandered back out to the living room. Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "Wow. You both clean up so nicely. You should steal that shirt. It looks better on you. Hiei looks pretty cute too." Yusuke joked. Kurama rolled his eyes at Yusuke, shaking his head, but he couldn't help a smile. "Flattery will get you nowhere, you know. Not with me." He headed over to the couch and sat down with a sigh, slumping back into the cushions. Goodness, but he was easily exhausted, these days... Was he really only out of shape? Yusuke laughed. "What I mean is that shirt looks ridiculous on Kuwabara." "Hmph. You give him too little credit." Kurama raised his eyebrows, then smiled gently at Yusuke. "Come over here?" He asked, patting the spot on the couch beside him. Yusuke sighed. "Only for a little bit. Keiko is waiting." Yusuke sat down next to Kurama, making sure to leave enough space for Hiei. Kurama nodded. "Of course." He scooted over to Yusuke and wrapped his arms around him, resting his chin on Yusuke's shoulder. Kurama sighed as he closed his eyes, edging his face closer to the other's ear. "Thank you, again, Yusuke." It was murmured very gently. He wouldn't be back here if it wasn't for his friends. They'd help him bear this, Kurama was beginning to realize. He wouldn't take them for granted, anymore. Yusuke wrapped his arms around Kurama. "It's what friends do, Kurama." He reminded the kitsune with a smile. Yusuke was glad he was able to help his friends in this small way. Kurama nodded, pressing impossibly closer to Yusuke and ducking his head into his neck. For some reason he had to fight back tears; just that, no sobs. "Mm. I think I'm beginning to realize that." He muffled a sad chuckle against his friend. Yusuke softly rubbed Kurama's back. "Of course." Yusuke hadn't intended to stay for much longer, but he wanted to make sure Kurama was feeling alright before he left. Kurama leaned into that, grip tightening around Yusuke's shoulders as he buried his face against him. It would pass, but just now he felt very... on-edge. "It's alright." Yusuke kept his voice soft and comforting. Having Yukina walk in with them like that was pretty awkward. Yusuke didn't know what to do so he made eye contact with Yukina and Hiei. Initially Hiei looked very hurt and upset. Then something shifted and he looked detached and unemotional. He set down the food. Kurama sniffled and composed himself, pulling back as he heard the tinkling of the plates on the tray. He blinked a little at the twins, smile watery. "Ah... excuse me. Just a moment." He needed a bit of air; he'd seen a small balcony just off the bedroom he'd been in, before. Kurama headed out there, leaning on the rail and staring out at the city, trying to organize his thoughts. He couldn't see his family like this; not until he was settled enough to be the human 'big brother' Shuichi they'd always known. Kurama closed his eyes, with a sigh. It felt more like work, now that Shiori was gone. Yukina levied a 'look' on Yusuke, raising her eyebrows at him. Hiei's reaction hadn't gone unnoticed - she felt it - and honestly... It made her a little angry. She didn't want her brother hurt, after all. Hiei and Kurama were obviously so close - but Hiei was terribly insecure. Yusuke should know that. Her eyes narrowed, slightly; more reminiscent of someone else in the room, perhaps. Yusuke looked at Hiei. "You should go after him." Hiei raised an eyebrow. "He wants space." Hiei reasoned. "No Hiei, you need to go after him. If you don't, I will. Someone has to." Hiei shot Yusuke a glare, but got up and followed after Kurama. Yukina and Hiei were definitely related. That look was very familiar. Yusuke wondered how Kuwabara didn't notice the relation sooner. "He's grieving. He gets very upset." Yusuke explained. He knew that from an outsider's perspective it looked really weird. Yukina sighed, good nature reviving. She sat on the couch beside Yusuke, hands folded neatly in her lap, watching the mostly-closed door through which Hiei and Kurama had both disappeared. Then, she glanced at him, out of the corner of her eye. "I've never seen Kurama-san get that close to anyone besides 'niisan." Yukina explained, now watching Yusuke as though he were under one of Kazuma's microscopes. "...did something happen, in Makai?" Hiei likely wouldn't tell her the whole story on his own. "Your brother is gonna kill me." Yusuke scratched his head. "They were super affectionate and cuddly. Hiei seemed to think it was normal for kitsune. Kurama kissed my face a whole bunch. He did the same thing to Hiei. This morning we were all in bed together. It was just cold. Kurama slipped and kissed me on the lips. It was an accident, but I know it really upset Hiei." Yusuke explained. "I had to coax him out of bed, and he wouldn't talk to either of us for most of the day." Yukina blinked, digesting this. It didn't sound unreasonable, and yet... She frowned. "Was Kurama-san acting strange, when he kissed you?" She nearly couldn't believe it. Even if it had been an accident, it was so at-odds with what she knew about Kurama. Yusuke nodded. "Yes, he's been extremely touchy lately. I have no problem comforting him, but he wants near constant hugs. Initially it seemed like he only wanted affection from Hiei, but now he seems to want it from both of us. I chalked it all up to grief." Yusuke thought for a moment. "Kitsune don't go into heat or anything like that right? He has been very affectionate." Yusuke laughed at the idea as soon as he voiced it. "Nah. That's not it." If it was that Kurama and Hiei probably would've already worked it out. "It could simply be that he trusts you two the most..." Yukina mused, looking pensive. She sweatdropped, at the mention of a 'heat'. It was a common misconception among humans, and she hid a smile behind her hand. "No, Yusuke. Demons are not animals. We have instincts, yes, but we're much more similar to humans in other aspects, even if some of us look like animals." She had known some very kind demons who had simply had the misfortune of looking like beasts; they had actually been more civilized than the human-seeming koorime. Some demons even strove to look more human, but often they became inwardly twisted in their futile search for outward perfection. Yusuke nodded. That explanation seemed so much more likely than Kurama going into heat. "I don't mind being close with either of them. I just want them to figure their shit out before they drag me into it." Yusuke laughed. "I told them that they could both stay in my guest room. I'm going to be out with Keiko most of this week, so I figured it would give them some time together here. Maybe I should leave out romcoms. Hiei will get curious and watch them." Yusuke smiled. "And if they watch enough of them. They probably will figure it out." He laughed at the mental imagine of Hiei and Kurama watching romcoms all cuddled up. It was subtle enough that they probably wouldn't realize what was happening. He could say they were movies that he planned to watch with Keiko. Yusuke didn't like to admit it but both he and Kuwabara were suckers for romcoms. They were the sort of people who watched the Titanic unironically. Yukina watched Yusuke, amused. "I think you're underestimating how oblivious they are, Yusuke." She highly doubted either Kurama or Hiei would relate to the unrealistic characters in those 'romcoms' enough to realize they were comparable; they'd probably make fun of them, if they watched those movies. Honestly, the two demons would likely spend the day cuddled up and enjoying each other's company in relative silence. "Hiei's not that oblivious." Yusuke pouted. Yukina was right. Hiei and Kurama would probably poke holes in all of them, while they were cuddled up on the couch in each other's arms. They wouldn't even understand the irony of the situation. Yusuke sighed. He was running out of ideas. "Hiei's more shy than anything." Yusuke looked over at her. "So do you think they'll ever figure it out themselves?" Yusuke was getting a little antsy. They were taking so long to come back inside. Yukina smiled at Yusuke. "Yes." She left it at that. If they'd already come this far on their own, that just meant they were going at their own pace; that was fine. Yukina felt a little better that Hiei was getting some affection from someone besides her, as well. The front door opened. Kuwabara set down his bag and walked into the living room. "If it isn't mister big shot scientist. You're home early." Yusuke grinned at Kuwabara. Kuwabara looked a little dumbfounded at Yukina and Yusuke. "I think I'm seeing things. I may need to lie down." Kuwabara said. "Are Hiei and Kurama on the balcony?" Yusuke raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. What are the doing?" Kuwabara looked at him. "Well Urameshi, they are cuddling and practically frolicking. It's a little too much PDA for my taste, but they look happy." Yukina was spared answering by Kazuma's return. Her face brightened as she bustled over to give him a welcome-home kiss on his cheek. Afterward, he said some very interesting things, and her eyes slid to the door behind which Hiei and Kurama had disappeared. She hid a smile behind her hand. "Perhaps I'd best go get them, then." Their humans neighbors could be a touch uptight. Eikichi jumped up from under a couch and climbed into Kuwabara's lap. He held the cat in his arms. "Did they figure it out, Urameshi?" Yusuke shook his head. "Nope. They are both still insisting that they are really good friends." Yusuke rolled his eyes. Kuwabara looked a little surprised. "Seriously!?" Yusuke nodded. Yusuke watched Yukina start going to the door. Hiei stood in the doorway of the darkened bedroom. He stepped inside and left the door open only a crack. He knew that Kurama didn't like others to see his vulnerable side. Hiei had no idea what to do. Hiei walked across the room still feeling like he was making a huge mistake by listening to Yusuke. He stood behind Kurama in the doorway to the balcony. "Kurama?" He asked both to check on him and to make sure Kurama knew he was there. He didn't want to sneak up on or startle him. Hiei felt nervous. He didn't want to overwhelm Kurama. Kurama heard Hiei approaching, of course. He hastily moved to wipe away the tears that'd sprung up as he gazed at the sky. For some reason, he didn't want Hiei to see them. Kurama bit his lip, nodding in acknowledgment as he tried to pack his emotions back up. He managed a wet laugh, still facing the sky. "I don't know why I'm having so much trouble with this..." Kurama shook his head, half-ashamed he wasn't able to push these feelings away and rise above them. It had been easier to do so as Youko. Hiei's brain felt scrambled. He didn't know what to do, but he had to do something. There was a moment of understanding. Kurama reached out to Yusuke whenever he felt emotionally vulnerable. Kurama probably felt like Hiei was too hardened and unreachable. That's why Yusuke had pushed Hiei out here. For someone to be vulnerable with you, you had to be vulnerable. Hiei stood behind Kurama. He silently weighed his options. What would Yusuke do to comfort Keiko? How did humans comfort each other? Hiei reached out and wrapped his arms around Kurama and pulled him in for a hug. The hug was from behind so Kurama wouldn't feel trapped. Hiei softly nuzzled into Kurama's back and just held him for a moment. Kurama froze, at the hug; he'd expected Hiei to tell him to just get over it and move on. In retrospect, maybe it'd been a bit unfair of him to think he could predict that. But in Makai, if you showed weak emotions, you were dead. He and Hiei understood that. Kurama had thought Hiei didn't want to see him as anything but strong. Kurama chuckled ruefully, turning around abruptly to pull Hiei into his chest, ducking his head into the little Jaganshi's hair. Kurama clutched him impossibly close, almost desperate. His shoulders were shaking, very slightly; he tried to concentrate on Hiei's familiar scent, to calm himself down. Ningenkai had changed Hiei. Kurama had changed Hiei. He wanted to be the sort of person his friends could lean on, and he wanted Kurama to be able to lean on him. Hiei wanted Kurama-all of him. Faults included. Hiei was surprised that Kurama spun him around. Was he being laughed at? He couldn't tell. Kurama pulled Hiei against him and started inhaling his scent. He could feel Kurama's shoulders quiver. He slid one of his hands up to help steady the kitsune. He softly squeezed Kurama's shoulder. Hopefully, something like this would be grounding and not upsetting. Kurama relaxed slowly, leaning more into Hiei. He sighed. Lately, it seemed as though all he wanted was to hold the little Jaganshi and bask in his presence. That wasn't like him; Kurama frowned, slightly. Something about Yusuke, too - he'd never cried in front of him, before, but that night in the closet something had just been pulled out of him, at Yusuke's kindness. Kurama was vaguely irritated with himself for being so transparent lately, but didn't know how to fix it, just yet. He ran his palms up Hiei's back, pressing him close, deciding to just let himself enjoy the contact, with a slow inhale. Hiei loved being close to Kurama like this. "Kurama," Yusuke had been trying to get Hiei to be more vulnerable. Hiei was going to try. "I like this." Hiei's face was buried in Kurama's chest so Kurama couldn't see him blush. His hand rubbed Kurama's shoulder and back. "Being close to you." He clarified. Hiei was surprised at himself. He was being very open. Kurama smiled a little, at the openness, and leaned to nuzzle at Hiei's temple. "I know." He murmured, rubbing his hands up and down Hiei's back. "I like it, too." Kurama beamed softly, nudging Hiei's face away from his chest with a well-placed nose, gently kissing the little Jaganshi's cheek. Hiei nuzzled Kurama's face and pressed their foreheads together. This was really nice. He looked down for a moment and considered whether or not it would be a good idea to voice his opinion. Hiei looked up at Kurama. "I missed you." Hiei admitted. Hiei mentally decided that today was going to be the day he held Kurama's hand while they were both awake. Yusuke was pushing them for moving too slow, and hand holding would be a nice step forward. Kurama closed his eyes as their foreheads met, humming lightly in the back of his throat. He blinked as Hiei shifted, glancing down at him. Green eyes grew incredibly warm at the confession and Kurama laughed a bit, abruptly wrapping his arms around Hiei and lifting him a few inches off his feet as Kurama straightened; securely holding Hiei close to his chest. It was just like when they'd been in the den, and Kurama seriously considered peppering Hiei's face with kisses, again. He resisted, settling for rubbing their noses together, gaze bright. "Mm. As did I." Hiei smiled and wrapped both of his arms around Kurama's neck. He loved the way Kurama's face lit up when he exploded with laughter. He let Kurama lift him up. Hiei laughed a little. He was beaming up at Kurama. Hiei rubbed his nose against Kurama's. When they were together time around them just seemed to stop. Kurama sighed and just enjoyed it; it didn't matter that he was confused, or that he was emotional. Hiei was still here. He chuckled self-deprecatingly, shaking his head slightly. "I should've trusted you..." Kurama murmured, liking the closeness. Yusuke didn't fit in his arms so easily and completely - although he was special, too. "Me too." Hiei admitted. This moment was perfect. Hiei could've sworn he felt their heart rates sync up. Kurama was normally the one who did most of the kissing, but Hiei was feeling brave today. He leaned up and kissed Kurama on the cheek. He rubbed their noses together and then pressed his forehead against Kurama's again. Hiei had made some mistakes, and he regretted not reaching back out to Kurama, but now he felt alright again. Yukina opened the door just as Hiei kissed Kurama. She didn't say a word, simply pulled it nearly shut then opened it again, announcing herself this time. Kurama was looking up at her; hm, his ears looked a little pink. She beamed at them. "Kazuma's home. Would you like to come in for dinner now?" They'd been caught. Kurama sent an apologetic smile towards Yukina for doing so so publicly, on her balcony. He'd forgotten he was back in Ningenkai, for a moment. "Ah... yes. Thank you." As an afterthought, he set Hiei down and ruffled the Jaganshi's hair absently, striding forward to go back inside. Hiei nodded. He was a little red faced. He was a few steps behind Kurama, and he was smiling and positively giddy. It took him a moment, but he was able to bottle his excitement and put on a neutral face. Though a little bit of his excitement and nervousness shone through. Yusuke raised an eyebrow as he watched Yukina open the door and then quickly shut it, and then open it again. He looked to Kuwabara and smiled. "Busted." Kurama sent a look towards Yusuke, raising an eyebrow. He silently recalled their scuffle in the bath, and hoped this spoke through his eyes as enough of a scolding for Yusuke to stop. "Excuse me?" Kurama asked, too politely. His smile seemed a tad... offended, almost. Yukina hid her laughter at the look on Hiei's face; she didn't want to make fun, but it was just too precious. Hiei had schooled it back to normal by the time the others saw. She beamed at them all, smoothing the ruffled feathers in the room with her presence alone. "Let's eat, shall we?" Yusuke immediately noticed the look in Kurama's eyes. For a moment it frightened him. Kuwabara caught a glint of it and shot Yusuke a you fucked up now look. It was even scarier than the first time Kurama gave him a protective glare. Yusuke backed down immediately. "I was joking." He raised both hands in surrender. Hiei was a few paces behind and he looked positively glowing. Yusuke couldn't help but smile. Whatever Kurama had done, drastically improved Hiei's mood. Hiei sat down and raised an eyebrow. "Did you forget Keiko?" Yusuke cursed loudly. Keiko was still at her house waiting. When it came down to Keiko versus Kurama, Keiko was much scarier. Kurama's expression melted back to a more customarily friendly one, although his eyes still showed he was disappointed at Yusuke's comment. He smirked, at Hiei's, though. "Oh, yes, Yusuke." Kurama offered lightly, moving to assist in passing out plates and not glancing once towards Yusuke. "She must be livid by now, with how long you've dallied." Yukina hid a giggle. Yusuke jumped up. "I'm sorry to bail on you guys!" Yusuke ran out, then ran back in. "Oh yeah, Hiei knows where my apartment is, so whenever you guys are ready you can go back there. I have ice cream in the freezer if you guys need any dessert." He ran off before any of them could say anything. Almost as an afterthought Kuwabara looked up. "What about the keys." Hiei snorted. "I'll just use the jagan." Kuwabara shrugged. "That works." Hiei was seated next to Kurama and across from Kuwabara and Yukina. And just like that, Yusuke's endearing personality gave Kurama no choice but to forgive him. He sighed. Dinner went quickly, and by then it was dark, so Hiei took him in a shortcut over the rooves, their Makai clothes bundled under their arms. To be honest, it was probably for the best. 'Minamino Shuichi' had been missing since his mother's brutal murder, after all. Kurama shouldn't be wandering around the streets too much lest they had people out searching for him - he couldn't be found until he had come up with a plausible story for why he had disappeared. The police would likely see him as the only witness and it had to fit with what they had found there... Or had Reikai cleaned it up and altered memories? Kurama couldn't know. He was pensive as they traveled swiftly to Yusuke's apartment.
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After going a few blocks they made their way to the apartment complex. Hiei perched on a nearby tree. He used his Jagan to unlock the window. Once he had done so he propped it open and climbed inside. He did not think about Kurama being used to going through actual doors. They were sitting in Yusuke's guest room, which was surprisingly neat. Yusuke could be a pretty messy person. The comforter in this room was a light blue. Hiei waited for Kurama to climb through the window. Kurama just smiled at Hiei's go-to entrance, and adapted. He was slender enough to slip through, as well, and landed on the bed easily. He left the window open to air out the room a bit, and was also surprised at the neatness. He shook his head, glancing at Hiei with a smile. "I never would have thought he'd be this neat, on his own." It must have been Atsuko who was the slob; Kurama felt a bit of a pang, for Yusuke having to be raised through that. He was glad Yusuke seemed to have found his own apartment, by now. Kurama had missed so much... Hiei chuckled at Kurama's observation and nodded. Yusuke kept his place tidier because when he lived with Atsuko he could never find anything. Hiei opened the bedroom door so Kurama could get a better idea of the layout of the place. Then he remembered that Yusuke said Hiei could eat his ice cream. One redeeming thing about Ningenkai was that they had ice cream. He immediately headed for the kitchen. Curious about Hiei's single-minded stride, Kurama followed after him leisurely, hands slipping to the pockets of his borrowed slacks. He'd been putting off calling Hatanaka and little Shuichi; he really didn't know where to start, or how to explain his absence. If he knew what Reikai had done, after he'd run out of there... Ah, Kurama really should have stayed. If, for nothing else, to not make his mother's ghost search for him, at least. As they stepped into the kitchen, Hiei gestured toward the phone. "It appeared to have slipped your mind." Hiei figured that Kurama didn't want to call his family in front of everyone. He could be a very private person. Hiei reached into the freezer and pulled a pint of chocolate ice cream. Yusuke always had ice cream. Hiei hadn't tried this flavor yet, but he liked the vanilla one he had last time. Without asking he grabbed an extra spoon, just in case Kurama wanted some. He pulled the lid off. Kurama blinked, his steps pausing, showing his shock. Hiei had... remembered? Everyone else had seemed to forget about it. He was a bit touched, and glanced at the phone before looking away. "I... don't know what to tell them, yet." Distracted, he wandered over to Hiei and peered into the freezer. Hm, strawberry. He took that one, instead, and plucked the extra spoon from Hiei with a warm kiss to his cheek. "Thank you." It was sweet of Hiei to consider his circumstances, really. Hiei had a nearly perfect memory because of the Jagan. He listened to Kurama's words. He wasn't ready to call and that was alright. He watched Kurama pull some strawberry ice cream out. "I haven't tried that one." Hiei commented. The living room and kitchen were open concept, and Hiei noticed that the stereo appeared to be on. Hiei grabbed the stereo remote. What had Yusuke been listening to? Hiei slowly started to turn up the volume. It was this sexy saxophone interlude. Confused Hiei found the CD. It was labeled "Love Songs." Hiei looked to Kurama confused and read the song titles out loud. "Angel of the Morning, You're The Inspiration, Careless Whisper, My Heart Will Go On..." Hiei's expression looked confused. So this was the sort of music Urameshi listened to. Hiei wanted to listen to it to tease Yusuke about later. He had been teasing him and Kurama a lot lately. Kurama lofted a brow, raising the pint a bit; his eyes just a shade teasing. "This one's mine. You already have yours." A smile, on the edge of smug. "You made your choice~" As Hiei read the song titles aloud, Kurama fought hard not to break out laughing, staying perfectly composed. He showed no reaction, simply opening his ice cream. He'd let Hiei listen to them and form his own opinions, without outside influence. Although it was terribly amusing to him, to think Yusuke actually bought and listened to this kind of stuff. Hiei plopped down on Yusuke's couch. He was still amazed that Yusuke actually went out in public, purchased this CD, and had been listening to it the last time he was in his apartment. Hiei raised his eyebrow. "Is this what you like?" Hiei teased. Hiei left plenty of space for Kurama to sit next to him if he wanted. He ate a spoonful. It was really good. He was probably going to decimate this ice cream quickly. Hiei had to admit, although these songs were over sentimental and a little cheese-y, they weren't necessarily bad. Ah, had Hiei already decided? Kurama shot a grin towards him as he strode over and sat down. "Apparently so." He eyed the rows of CDs. "He certainly has quite an extensive collection..." Hiei smirked at Kurama. Hiei was more interested in the ice cream now. He was almost done with his, but he noticed that Kurama had almost an entire container full. He eyed it curiously. He'd never tried strawberry ice cream before. Kurama noticed this eying of his pint, and carefully moved it out of Hiei's arm's reach. He smiled sweetly, and tapped Hiei on the nose with his sticky spoon. "Go get another one, if you want more. This one's mine." He lofted a brow at him, almost daring Hiei to disagree. Hiei finished his and sat back on the couch. He eyes Kurama and his ice cream. Kurama was eating in a slow and deliberate manner. Hiei went to toss his empty container in the garbage and looked in the freezer. There were no other strawberry flavored ones. Kurama had the last one. Hiei was really curious how it tasted. He sat back down on the couch and eyed Kurama's challenging expression. Kurama smirked, slowly. He knew he had the last one. He watched Hiei, expression neutral now. "Did you want something?" Kurama asked, innocently. Hiei nodded. He looked back and forth between Kurama and the container of strawberry ice cream. Kurama smiled, a bit. He leaned close, watching Hiei's eyes. "Why don't you ask?" He inquired, gently, gaze softening a bit. Hiei noticed that there was some ice cream on the corner of Kurama's lips. He was leaned so close anyway. Hiei leaned in and kissed Kurama. He pulled back licking his lips. "I dislike strawberry ice cream." He concluded. He hadn't realized what he just did. Kurama blinked, staring at him. He then sat back, flummoxed. "Oh, all right." He said, sounding bemused, and returned to slowly working his way through the pint. More for him, then. Hiei stood up, and walked back into the kitchen. He opened the freezer and felt the cool air on his warm lips. At that moment he realized that he had just kissed Kurama. Kurama simply ate about half the pint, then decided he had had enough. He closed it up, and stood, walking to the kitchen. He blinked; Hiei was standing in front of the open freezer - Kurama couldn't quite see his face. He approached from behind Hiei, to put his ice cream away. Hiei's head was swimming in thoughts. He wasn't entirely sure if he could sit back down next to Kurama after doing that. He had forgotten why he had even opened the freezer in the first place. At least the cold air was helping with his flushed skin. He didn't hear Kurama approach. Part of him wanted to crawl into the freezer and hide. Kurama gently placed the ice cream in the freezer and pried Hiei's fingers from the handle, closing it. He gave him a concerned look. "Hiei?" "Kurama-kun!" There was a 'pop' and Botan appeared in Yusuke's kitchen. She looked distraught, and immediately jumped to hug him. "Oh, I'm so sorry about your mother, Kurama! Ayame said you got to say goodbye but I saw the scene at your house and it was just awful it's terrible I'm so sorry - " She was bawling against his shirt and Kurama sweatdropped, awkwardly patting her on the shoulder. "H-Hello, Botan. Ah..." Hiei was shaken from his stupor by Botan appearing. "Does anyone around here knock!?" It was only Botan, and she was here to comfort Kurama. Hiei immediately felt guilty for shouting at her. Kurama chuckled nervously at Hiei's exclamation, trying to soothe her. "Yes, I know." When she backed off, he gave her a glance, demeanor sobering. "Any news on what caused it?" Botan bit her lip, tapping her fingers together. "Well... you see... we weren't able to find out much, I'm afraid." She wilted, slightly, then pepped right back up. "Oh! But we do have video footage! You can view it, if you'd like?" Kurama's expression went blank. He... really didn't want to see it, to relive that, but if it would lend them some clue that the others couldn't see - Kurama nodded, eyes hardening. "Yes. Can it be brought here, or should we head to Reikai?" Botan's mouth twisted. "I'd have to go back and ask Koenma-sama about that..." Hiei crossed his arms and grumbled to himself. Now was not the time for him to let his temper flair up. He didn't even remember why he was in the freezer in the first place. As if on cue, Yusuke opened his front door and walked in shutting the door behind him. "Oh! Hi Botan!" He greeted her. Hiei's expression darkened at the idea of Kurama watching a film like that. He was about to shout at her for suggesting such a thing, but Kurama had already started talking and didn't seem too offended. Stupid Spirit World. Were they really too incompetent to view a film like that themselves and gather evidence? Hiei wanted to march up to Koenma's office and give him a piece of his mind. Yusuke made his way over to them. "Are you sure it's a good idea for you to watch that?" Yusuke looked concerned. Hiei growled. "Spirit World is full of imbeciles." Kurama cast a grateful glance towards Yusuke, for thinking of him, but his eyes were still hard, his jaw setting. "Yes." Kurama said, almost dangerously soft. His ki swelled around him, just slightly, as Kurama dropped his eyes to the ground, half-lidding them. "If there's something I missed, I'd rather see it myself. Even if Reikai poured over that footage, they still might not pick up on something incredibly subtle." And if there was something... if it wasn't just a random attack... Oh, how whoever planned it would suffer. Botan inched away from Kurama; he was giving off weirdly threatening vibes. She sweatdropped. "W-Well, I'll be off, then! I'll check with Reikai on what I can do and will let you know." She flashed a peace sign and disappeared with a cheery 'byebye!' Kurama's gaze was still on the floor, still slivered, lost in thoughts of revenge; his ki had tempered a bit, but it was yet ominous. Yusuke heard the music in the distance. He stared at the two of them. One of them was definitely snooping. He'd get them for it later. "I always knew those dancing classes Keiko made me take were going to pay off one day." Yusuke grabbed Kurama's hand and pulled him into the living room. "You can't be serious, mazoku." Hiei followed behind them. "There's some mead from Makai, in the fridge. Have some. You are going to learn how to dance tonight." Hiei saw the determined look on Yusuke's face and went back to the kitchen. Yusuke smiled. "I'm going to teach Hiei how to lambada." He giggled. He spun Kurama around and then dipped him. "Trust me, it's going to be hilarious." Hiei had settled on the couch with the mead. He was grumbling. Kurama was jarred out of his thoughts, being so abruptly dragged. He blinked, too confused to pull his hand out of Yusuke's hold in time. "What - " He registered the music, then, as Yusuke whirled him around, and opened his mouth to protest - when Yusuke dipped him. Kurama stared up at him, his ears feeling red. His brow furrowed, but the hard look in his eyes was starting to crack, slowly, under a hesitant smile. Kurama was still thrown too off-balance to really catch on to what Yusuke had said about Hiei learning... something? "Y-Yusuke?" He sounded a bit breathless, almost. "Here, just follow my lead. Just match my footwork. You're smart, you should be able to do this. I don't know about Hiei, though." Yusuke laughed. Yusuke counted the steps out loud so Kurama could follow them. He spun his friend around and dipped Kurama again. "I forgot what this is called, but when you spin you do this elegant motion with your hand." Yusuke demonstrated, and counted again. He hoped the fox could follow what he was doing and could laugh at the sheer ridiculousness. Hiei was already chuckling in the corner, and Yusuke teaching a confused Kurama how to dance. He had finished a cup of the mead from Makai and was feeling a little more relaxed. Kurama stared at Yusuke, incredibly surprised. It wasn't often that Kurama wasn't the authority on things, and Yusuke seemed so informed in what he was doing... The emotion he was feeling was hard to place. "Ah - all right - " He mimicked what Yusuke had showed him and, while Yusuke held his left hand to spin him out, spread his right arm away from himself and Yusuke with an elegant flick of his fingertips, hand angled out and fingers curving upward. They repeated these same steps a few times, and gradually he began to relax, and expect the close dip. It put him directly against Yusuke's left shoulder, their faces just inches apart and - it was so ridiculous. Kurama was having a harder time keeping a straight face, and was beginning to look forward to Yusuke's brown eyes just above him, bright with energy. The strong arm behind him was steadying, too. Yusuke laughed. "You're doing way better then I did." Kurama looked so much more graceful then he ever did. After the last spin they got some distance. Yusuke smiled. "Now this is pretty much just a three quarter shimmy." Yusuke laughed. "Make sure you shift your weight from either foot when you do it, or it'll look weird." Yusuke repeated the move a few times, so Kurama could remember the steps. Yusuke smiled. "You trust me, right?" He asked with a grin. "You are going to run to me and I'm going to lift you. That's all I'll make you do." Yusuke smiled. His brown eyes glittered. Hiei watched amused. Kurama was picking up the dance moves fairly quickly and seemed to have a pretty good body awareness. He was definitely much more naturally graceful then either of them. Kurama started to grin; maybe more from the praise, but this was fun, too. Now that he was getting the hang of it, it was easier to get into the rhythm. This part was simpler; they were a few steps apart, doing the same moves, so he could clearly see what Yusuke was doing. After a few times through, Kurama felt his eyes drawn up to Yusuke's face instead of fixated on copying his movements, and - there was something. It felt mostly like sexual attraction, but there was something else tingling in his body, as well. Kurama just couldn't place it; it was wholly unfamiliar. When Yusuke paused and explained what was next, Kurama's eyes widened. His pulse was fast; it was almost like a battle. He felt warmth infuse his smile as they stared at each other, and Kurama answered very softly. "I trust you with my life, Yusuke." Angling his head back, Kurama cast a sly smirk to those glittering eyes before turning to walk away. It was ridiculous, and yet... in another way, it wasn't. In another way, it was exhilarating. When he was far enough away for a good running start, Kurama turned around. It was like the only thing he could see was Yusuke. Their eyes met, again, and Kurama ran towards him, using intuition and spatial awareness to gauge when he should jump, then just going with it once he did. Hiei couldn't tell if it was Kurama, Yusuke or the mead making him flush like this. He watched them dance almost spellbound. Yusuke was surprised to hear Kurama say that, but with their past together it made sense. Their first actual meeting Yusuke had almost died for Kurama and Shiori. Yusuke caught Kurama and brought him up into the lift. "Make sure you keep your back straight and point your toes." Yusuke chuckled happily. Yusuke slowly brought Kurama down into the spin. Their chests were pressed together and their faces were inches apart. Yusuke beamed up at Kurama. "See, you did great!" He laughed. Something in Kurama's expression made Yusuke's skin flush. Was it his glittering green eyes? Yusuke didn't know. He let Kurama slowly slide down. Something felt different, and Yusuke acted almost entirely on impulse. He captured Kurama's lips with his own. They were soft and warm. Wait. Something was missing. Yusuke broke the kiss and reached out to Hiei. Hiei was flushed from the mead and the scene in front of him. "Hiei, get over here you little gremlin!" Hiei was across the room in a second. "You're supposed to kiss your boyfriend now, you lush." Hiei looked a little embarrassed. "Which one?" Yusuke broke out laughing. They never had really defined the word correctly. Kurama felt breathless. His eyes were wide, as though he couldn't look at Yusuke enough. His eyelids dropped as he slid slowly down Yusuke's body, gold flickering against green and - Then he was kissing Yusuke. A kiss had never felt like this before; they'd always been business, sloppy and impersonal, full of lust. This one was different; there was a tingle over his skin, all the way down to his toes and a warmth in his chest that'd never been there, before. It was over too soon, and Kurama came back to himself a bit, blinking to try to clear his vision - his head felt... foggy. His eyes shifted to amber as Hiei spoke and Kurama grinned, leaning in to cup Hiei's face; trying it with him, as well. "Come here, sweet one." It felt right. Like there was a warmth swimming in his veins that'd never been there before, as they kissed. Yusuke's laughter echoed and Kurama felt bereft for missing it. He broke the kiss with Hiei to swallow that laughter, hands sliding into Yusuke's hair and eyes molten gold as he purred into his mouth. "Yusuke..." This feeling was addictive; it was more than sexual attraction. What was it, though? At first Hiei was eager he was leaning up to kiss Kurama. His hands were threaded in Kurama's soft red hair. But something sent alarm bells off in Hiei's head. Kurama never called him 'sweet one'. Hiei looked up at Yusuke. "That's not Kurama." Yusuke was tilting up Kurama's chin to give him another kiss. He was confused by what Hiei was saying. He stepped back for a moment. Kurama's eyes were green...why were they gold. Hiei was in between Kurama and Yusuke in a second, he had dealt with Youko before. "Then who is it?" Yusuke asked, incredulously. "Isn't it obvious?" Hiei asked. "I kissed Kurama on the lips earlier, but I don't think Youko can tell the difference between us." Hiei blushed. "Look, we aren't going to do anything unless Kurama is 100% alright with it, and if he's not here we aren't going to do anything." Yusuke explained. "We can cuddle, but don't try anything dirty." He had a protective arm around Hiei. He knew Hiei was the sort of person who would want to take things like relationships much slower. Yusuke personally preferred to move much faster, but they would go at Hiei's pace so everyone was comfortable. Youko pouted, using Kurama's face and form, watching them stand against him. He tilted his head, eyes sharp and yellow. "Aren't we the same, though~? This body's the same." He cooed, trying to lean close enough to Yusuke to snag another kiss, even despite the short, grumpy one between them. Youko let his hands fall on the Jaganshi's shoulders, a smirk curling over his lips as he challenged Yusuke. "Weren't we having fun? Your little dance was quite... stimulating. Care to 'teach' me more?" His teeth were slightly pointed when he grinned, looking down at Hiei and dragging a finger over his cheek. "And you... I remember you. You caught me in Makai, didn't you." Youko's amber eyes dipped half-shut, his voice never losing that arrogant lilt. He glanced between them; my, but Shuichi had caught some pretty ones. "I can satisfy you more than Shuichi ever could, you know... Why not give it a try~?" His eyes sparked. "It's because I want to be with Kurama." Hiei said. The flush in his cheeks took on a deeper shade of red. "There's not a form that you can take to seduce me." Hiei crossed his arms. He was resolute. Yusuke was glad that Hiei finally had the courage to say it. He put both hands on Hiei's shoulders and tugged him back into an embrace. "Seriously, Hiei do you know how to get him to change back?" Yusuke asked. Hiei couldn't remember because he felt a little tipsy. Hiei was silent. "Should we just lock him in the bathroom until he rubs one out or?" Yusuke suggested. "No." Hiei shot down the idea immediately. "So the only thing you remember about me is when I caught you in Makai? You don't remember all the cuddling, the hot springs, or anything else?" Hiei asked. "Or how about when I apologized and the two of us fought?" Yusuke added. Youko eyed Hiei; the pretty flush, the defiance. Mm, but he would be fun in bed. It was a shame. The taller one pulled him back, out of Youko's hands and he sighed, eyes closing. "No fun at all. Fine, then." He flicked a hand, irritated, and turned away, ignoring their questions. Kurama's body collapsed, his eyes still closed; unconscious. Hiei was a little wobbly, but he caught Kurama in his arms, in time to keep him from hitting the floor. "Youko's an asshole." Hiei swore. Hiei plopped Kurama down on the bed. Yusuke switched off the stereo and came back with two glasses of water. "I imagine his head is going to hurt when he wakes up." Yusuke reached out and gently shook him. Kurama mumbled, reaching out instinctively. It was like he was wading through a fog. The last thing he remembered... He sat straight up in the bed, wide-eyed. When he realized who was with him, he relaxed a bit, and cast a hesitant smile towards them both. He... avoided looking at Yusuke; the mere thought of it made his ears burn, and that warmth threatened to spread to his face. So, he focused on Hiei, expression growing apologetic. "...I'm guessing... Youko, again?" Hiei nodded, but before he could explain he was cut off by Yusuke. "So, you kissed both of us and then Youko came out and tried to seduce us. We had to tell him that we both only were interested in you, and he stormed off. He clearly doesn't handle rejection well." Yusuke said bluntly. The blush in Hiei's face got much brighter and he looked away. "It took me a while to notice, but Hiei noticed immediately and shut him down." Kurama went fully red in the face at Yusuke's words. After a moment, he looked down, hands tightening on the fabric in his lap. "I see." He said, softly. His cheeks burned with shame... and... Something he was unfamiliar with. Regardless, he should apologize for... kissing Yusuke, at least, he remembered. Had he ruined their friendship? It made his heart ache. "No, no, no...it's fine. I think we both kinda came to the realization that we want to stay with you." Hiei was facing entirely away from them but the tips of his ears were red. Yusuke slapped Hiei's back. "Isn't that right, cranky?" Hiei growled. Kurama bit his lip. He still didn't look up. His fingers started to twist at the fabric in his lap. "I'm sorry." He said, voice very quiet. "Please forgive me. I know we're friends, and friends don't..." Kiss their friends on the mouth! Kurama inwardly chastised himself. That kind of behavior was for sex, and sexual partners. To do it to Yusuke... or Hiei... was crossing so many lines Kurama didn't even know where to start. "I don't think you're understanding. I think we all want to be more than friends, and I think we've all been flirting with that idea for a while." Yusuke admitted. "He's not interested. It's fine. We should drop the subject." There was hurt in Hiei's voice. "Hiei..." Yusuke reached out and touched Hiei's shoulder. Something fragile inside Kurama's chest stilled, shivering, and he looked up at them both, eyes wide. "I... what?" He felt slow; as though he was wading through molasses. He blinked at them. "You..." Yusuke's hand on Hiei's shoulder made him feel something. He didn't know what it was; he couldn't wrap his mind around it, and it made him feel ignorant and unlike himself. If Yusuke was all right with kissing him... Wait, if Hiei hadn't killed Kurama for it, either... "Then what - ?" Kurama didn't understand, and the frustration showed in his face. "What is it when you don't want sex but you're all right with sexual kissing, then? With..." He directed this at Yusuke, green eyes almost pleading for an explanation. "...friends?" Were they still friends? Yes, of course. But... was there something else they fit into? Another category? Not bedmates, not like Youko's, but... "I doubt you require a vocabulary lesson, but romantic affection?" Hiei offered still looking away from both of them. Yusuke grabbed Hiei and drew him into his arms. At first Hiei struggled, but he eventually melted into Yusuke's embrace. "Shhhhh...." Yusuke kissed Hiei's cheek. "Don't be so friggin' cranky. Give him a moment to think." Hiei's skin flushed. Kurama stared at them. He felt... something... as he watched them. He wanted that, too. Hesitantly, Kurama leaned forward, trying to reach far enough to pull the others closer to himself. "Come here?" It was tentative; green eyes still unsure but observing them both, attentively. Yusuke let go of Hiei. Hiei scooted so he was sitting on one side of Kurama and Yusuke moved to the other side. Hiei looked nervous. He was blushing and playing with the sleeves of his sweater. Yusuke looked pretty confident and charming. His eyes were drifting between Kurama and Hiei. It was really cute how nervous Hiei was. Kurama blinked at them both, glancing back and forth - then sighed. Yusuke seemed all right, but Hiei... Kurama hesitated, turning to Hiei first. He gently cupped his face, leaning in, watching Hiei's eyes closely for signs of distress. "You want this?" Kurama asked, kindly. His ears felt warm, but he ignored it. If Hiei wanted a kiss... they wouldn't be just friends, would they? But they wouldn't be bedmates, either; Kurama simply cared about him far too much for that. At first Hiei was not confident enough to meet his gaze, but then finally Hiei looked up into Kurama's eyes. Hiei was vulnerable, and a little nervous. "Yes." Hiei admitted. His red eyes sparkled. "I have for a while." One of Hiei's arms wrapped around Kurama's waist. Yusuke reached out to squeeze Hiei's shoulder. He was proud that Hiei was finally able to say it. Kurama smiled, slightly; he wasn't nervous, but... well... Perhaps a bit fearful. Beyond this lay the unknown, after all - and yet, he trusted them both. Maybe they'd be fine. "All right. I'm sorry for not noticing, sooner." So Kurama leaned in, softly kissing him on the mouth. It was light, gentle, careful; everything Youko wasn't. He'd try to learn, if only for their sakes. If it was this important to them, Kurama could do nothing else. Hiei melted into the kiss. It was perfect. Hiei was anxious. He cared for Kurama deeply. "Is this what you want?" Hiei wanted to make sure that Youko wasn't influencing Kurama's psyche. Hiei searched Kurama's eyes for any hint of gold or amber. Yusuke began to rub Kurama's shoulders and arms. There was something pushing at the back of his mind - Kurama fought it back. He met Hiei's eyes - his own still solid green - yet uncertain; he didn't lie. "I don't know." Kurama replied honestly, still holding Hiei's face as the other searched his eyes. "But..." He glanced over his shoulder at Yusuke, briefly. "You're both important to me... It's difficult, but..." Kurama looked back at Hiei, then, smiling awkwardly. "I... want to try?" He wanted to understand what this feeling was. Maybe they could guide him? Even though it made him feel ignorant and slow-witted, that was no excuse to avoid something the other two had obviously seen so clearly. He trusted them, he'd try; that was all Kurama could manage, right now. Hiei felt relieved. There wasn't any gold in Kurama's eyes. He nodded. "We'll all try then." Hiei's voice was softer than usual. Yusuke pulled Kurama and Hiei into a tighter embrace. He laughed. "With boyfriends like us, you'll never be bored, Kurama." Hiei looked up trying to make a witty retorted, but when he saw just how much Yusuke's eyes were sparkling and how obviously happy he was, Hiei flushed even more and looked back at Kurama. Yusuke laughed. "Aw." He reached over and ruffled Hiei's hair. "I'll bite you." The youkai threatened. Yusuke grinned. "Promise?" Kurama blinked, as he was pulled back; angling his head, slightly, so he could gaze up at Yusuke. He smiled a little, and reached out blindly to drag Hiei over to them, as well; so he could hold the little Jaganshi against his own lap and chest and nuzzle into his hair. Kurama chuckled softly at the banter, settling comfortably, eyes closing. The unease in his chest for not knowing what was going on inside him - a first, truly - was better, now that they were all close. Yusuke looked at the clock sleepily. It was 11 pm. He needed to be up in 6 hours. "Do you guys wanna do anything?" Yusuke grinned. His smile was suggestive. Hiei growled up at him. "Yeah. I want to go to sleep." Yusuke remembered something. "Oh yeah. Stay right there." He jumped out of bed and ran outside of the room. Hiei quirked a brow sitting up to watch Yusuke. His eyes blinked sleepily. He heard the door to Yusuke's room open and slam. When he came back inside he was holding a pair of pajamas. "Keiko insisted I buy these for you. I almost forgot I had them." Yusuke smiled nervously. The bottoms were light blue and had little foxes all over them. The top was a light blue t-shirt with a larger fox on it. Yusuke shot Hiei a suggestive look. "I would've gotten you some too, but you like sleeping in the buff so..." Hiei glared. The only reason Hiei did that was because sometimes it would get way too hot. "It's fine, I'm not bothered by it." Yusuke laughed. "It's actually pretty cute." Hiei glared. Yusuke dropped it. He felt like if he continued Hiei would banish him to the couch or something. Hiei grumbled something and stripped down to his black underwear. He crawled under the covers. Kurama pouted, just slightly, as Hiei sat up and away from him. With Yusuke gone, he slid to the end of the bed so he could sit properly, feet settling on the floor. He blinked as Yusuke left, casting a bemused glance towards Hiei. Once Yusuke returned he stared, a bit, and had to duck his head to hide his laughter, shoulders shaking. Goodness, but that was sweet. "Thank you, Yusuke." Kurama said, smirking slightly as he stood, striding over to examine the pajamas and leaning to dot a kiss on Yusuke's cheek, not thinking about it. He lofted a brow at the shirt, and handed it back to Yusuke with a warm smile. "If you have a spare T-shirt, I think I'd prefer that, if you don't mind. You can give this one to Keiko, if you'd like." Preferably a cotton one; they breathed better. The bottoms were acceptable, though. Yusuke smiled at Kurama's amusement. He was glad Kurama seemed to like them. He blushed when Kurama kissed him on the cheek. "Definitely." Yusuke disappeared back into his room and came back with a white t-shirt. When Yusuke re-emerged he was wearing dark blue pajama bottoms and a black tank top. "Is this shirt alright?" Yusuke asked. Yusuke thought for a moment. What was the best way for them all to sleep in bed together. He had this issue with Keiko and Botan before. Hiei clearly always liked to be the little spoon. Was Kurama going to be the middle spoon and then Yusuke the biggest spoon. That could work. While Yusuke was gone, Kurama slipped out of his borrowed brown slacks and draped them neatly over a chair back, pulling off his socks, and stepping into the pajama bottoms. He had just finished unbuttoning the pale yellow dress shirt when Yusuke walked back in and Kurama smiled at him, taking the proffered shirt. The dress shirt hung loosely open. "Yes, thank you." Dropping the T-shirt on the chair, Kurama slid out of the dress shirt and hung it over the back of the chair; the same way, as if it were on a hanger. His chest was bare but Kurama didn't seem to realize it could be awkward, and simply moved to slip the T-shirt on over his head, absently running his arm against the back of his neck once it was on fully, to pull his hair out from beneath the collar. This finished, he headed over to the bed and climbed under the covers behind Hiei; more on the left side of the bed. He gathered Hiei up in his arms - Kurama's chest to Hiei's back - and curled around him, leaving the right side of the bed open for Yuuske to take. Hiei had claimed the middle of the bed for himself, already, so it was easy enough to adjust. Kurama nuzzled into Hiei's hair with another soft apology, kissing him in the center of his starburst, gently. That he really hadn't noticed, after all this time - it must have hurt Hiei. Kurama felt a pang of responsibility for causing that. Yusuke couldn't help but look. Yusuke noticed Kurama was gorgeous but he was covered with scars. There were scars all along his stomach and scars on his arms. Yusuke couldn't help but feel hot and bothered. He wanted to kiss all of those scars. Luckily, Kurama didn't seem to notice Yusuke's interest, while he pulled on the t-shirt. Yusuke watched Kurama climb into bed with Hiei. Once they were settled in bed together, Yusuke flipped off the light switch. "Mm." Hiei sighed softly. He leaned into Kurama's embrace. Hiei brought one of Kurama's hands up to his mouth and kissed it gently. He wanted to reassure Kurama that it was ok. That everything was fine now. "Just so you know, my alarm is going to go off at about 5 AM. I have to go to work early, but you guys can sleep in." Yusuke got under the covers with the two of them. He wrapped his arms around them. "Night." He kissed Hiei's forehead and Kurama's nose. Kurama smiled into Hiei's hair, letting Hiei kiss his palm; it felt like forgiveness. His fingertips brushed against Hiei's face, gently. Kurama shifted a bit closer when Yusuke's hand slipped over his shoulder in a light embrace. He blinked, at the nose-kiss, but his expression softened after a moment. Kurama let his hand move to cup Yusuke's cheek, eyes dark in the dimness of the room but still incredibly warm. Kurama leaned in to give him a tender kiss; he'd been too distracted by Hiei's nervousness earlier and had needed to attend to him, first. Now that things were settled, Kurama let himself enjoy the unfamiliar contact, eyes closing as he breathed in. Their scents were familiar and soothed him right to sleep.
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The alarm went off before the crack of dawn. It startled Hiei awake. Hiei grumbled and pushed Yusuke until he finally stirred. "Oh. Right. I have work today." Yusuke yawned and turned off the alarm clock. He mumbled an apology to the two of them. "I'm going to shower, and get ready. Love you guys." Hiei mumbled. "You too." He almost immediately fell back to sleep, without registering what he had said. Yusuke left some Miso Soup for them in the fridge. They were bound to wake up and get hungry and that would be fairly easy to reheat. A few hours later sunlight streamed in through the window and Hiei slowly felt his eyes drift open. Suddenly all of the events of last night came back to him. He blinked a few times surprised that it actually happened. Kurama slept straight through the alarm, he was so comfortable; it wasn't his alarm, anyway. He nuzzled more into Hiei once Yusuke left, curling around the little Jaganshi affectionately. Even when Hiei woke up, Kurama was still sound asleep, holding him close. Hiei noticed that Kurama was still fast asleep. Although he felt a bit hungry, he was too comfortable to move. He snuggled Kurama even more. His hand affectionately stroked Kurama's. After about fifteen minutes Hiei drifted back into sleep. Yusuke hadn't been able to think straight. While he was at work all he thought about was Kurama and Hiei. When Keiko came and visited him on his lunch break he had gushed to her about everything. She had been so happy for him. When he got to his apartment he was a bit concerned. It looked empty. Had they both freaked out? Nervously, he went and checked the guest room. They were still fast asleep and it was 4 in the afternoon. Yesterday had probably exhausted them. When they woke up they would be starving. Yusuke decided he was going to make Omurice. Hiei smelled the scent of food in the distance and his stomach grumbled. His eyes opened heavily. "Kurama...?" Hiei would wait for Kurama to wake up before investigating the delicious smell. Kurama mumbled, arms pushing himself up as he noticed the smell, looking around. Then he glanced down. His eyes were still sleep-fogged as he beamed at Hiei, nuzzling down into his face, then dragging an absent-minded kiss over his mouth. Kurama had rolled out of bed in the next moment, weaving around the various obstacles towards the beckoning scent. Once Yusuke was in sight, he made a beeline for the origin of the aroma, crowding Yusuke into a hug from behind, arms folding around Yusuke's waist as Kurama sleepily nosed into his neck. He sniffed, slightly, at the air, bleary green eyes blinking down towards whatever was being cooked. Yusuke heard Kurama coming up behind him. "Oh. If it isn't sleeping beauty." Yusuke joked. He was almost finished preparing the egg. A few seconds later Hiei had appeared next to him as well. Both of them had clearly been attracted by the smell. "Have you ever had this before?" Yusuke asked. Hiei shook his head. "It's called Omurice." Yusuke said with a smile. He slowly placed the omelet on top of the rice. He beamed at both of them. "You two slept in late. It's 4:30." Kurama didn't say much, still not completely there mentally, but he gave Yusuke a sweet, half-awake smile in response to his beam. He didn't hesitate to lean in to smear an affectionate kiss on the corner of Yusuke's mouth. "Mmh." Kurama was definitely not a morning person when the circumstances weren't dire. He was quite interested in the food, though, especially with how sensitive his nose was. Yusuke sliced the omelet and drizzled the sauce on top. He handed Hiei some chopsticks and gave Kurama a playful kiss before letting him have a set of chopsticks. Hiei was surprised by how fluffy the omelet was. It was really good. The rice tasted good too. Hiei demolished his half in record time. He snorted cracking some of the muscles in his back. "I'm going to bathe." He headed for the bathroom. Yusuke watched Kurama eat the Omurice. "Does it taste good?" Yusuke grinned. Kurama had mrred happily into the kiss, and absently wandered towards a seat at the table. He didn't seem to notice much until after his first few bites; his eyes cleared, and he blinked at Yusuke's question. In his sleepy, hungry state he'd forgotten to attempt to finger-comb his hair at all. Thus, it was sticking out from his head a bit, completely untamed and looking thoroughly slept-in. He hadn't noticed yet, and watched Hiei leave the room. Kurama beamed back at Yusuke warmly, now managing to respond between bites. "...Mm. Ah, yes. Thank you. What time is it?" He'd thought Yusuke had said he had work, but this felt like breakfast. Yusuke sat down with Kurama and observed him eating. At least Kurama seemed to like everything. Kurama's hair was sticking out in every direction. Yusuke couldn't help but notice how adorable it was. "It's about 4:30. You and cranky slept the whole day away." Yusuke reached over and ran his fingers through Kurama's hair. Kurama blinked, inwardly shocked they'd slept so long. "Really?" He glanced at the clock on the wall. Goodness. Well... that run to the portal, in Makai, had tired him out a bit, although he'd tried not to appear so to the others. Kurama hadn't been training enough, lately. "You have the cutest bedhead, sleeping beauty." Yusuke's brown eyes sparkled as he played with Kurama's red hair. Kurama sighed at the mention of his bedhead, closing his eyes to try to pretend the sudden flush to his cheeks didn't exist. His voice was affected, almost haughty, as he tried to downplay his embarrassment. "Yes, well. Long hair is its own kind of animal, you know." He should really try tying it back at night, one of these days. Kurama just never seemed to have it at the forefront of his mind enough to actually remember to do it. Maybe it was centuries of just leaving it as it was and combing it out in the morning, coming back to haunt him. Caught up in his thoughts, he hadn't quite noticed how automatically he angled his head into Yusuke's hand in his hair. Yusuke grinned at Kurama's blush and his attempt to hide his embarrassment. Yusuke combed his fingers through Kurama's hair. Yusuke had the urge to kiss Kurama again, he decided to do it. This kiss was deeper and longer than the kiss last night was. When he broke the kiss he stared into Kurama's eyes for a few moments and contemplated kissing him again. Their lips were centimeters apart. "I think I detangled your hair." He whispered softly. Kurama realized, after a moment, that he was pressing his scalp against Yusuke's fingers, liking the sensation. He slivered his eyes open - still green, but darker - examining how this made him feel as he gazed quietly at Yusuke. There was a tingle in his chest that spread out to his arms as Yusuke kissed him, and at some point Kurama found one of his hands at the back of Yusuke's neck, thumb against Yusuke's cheek. "Mm. It'll take more than that." Kurama said calmly, even though he felt quite off-balance, inside; it wasn't bad, though. Just unfamiliar. He wasn't used to mixing the two philosophies of both of his lives, together - leave it to Yusuke to force him to quickly adapt and catch up. Kurama gave a crooked grin, pulling Yusuke forward by the hand on his neck. They brushed lips as he murmured. "Maybe you should try again." Kurama didn't give him time to respond, though - instead starting this next kiss all on his own, breathing deep of Yusuke's scent and letting warmth suffuse his body. Yusuke deepened his kiss with Kurama and continued dragging his fingers through Kurama's silky hair. His other hand wrapped around Kurama's waist pulling Kurama closer to him. "Mm." This kiss was passionate and intense. Yusuke felt the waves of desire wash over his body. As he broke the kiss and pulled back his brown eyes sparkled, and his cheeks were flushed. A small sound escaped Kurama's throat; he couldn't help it. He'd had kisses, before, of course. Granted, not since he'd come to Ningenkai all those years, ago - but still. A single pair of kisses had never made him feel like this. It was different. It was physically pleasurable, of course, but what really surprised him was how much cozier it all seemed. This was Yusuke, who he cared for so much, who he trusted intrinsically, who was so good and great it made Kurama's heart ache at how different he had been, as a Youko. It almost made him think he shouldn't feel like this, after everything he'd done. That he shouldn't be able to feel like this, after all the youkai he'd manipulated only because they had a mate and it was more convenient to take hostages than try to verify someone's trustworthiness. Yusuke pulled him close and Kurama went willingly, breakfast forgotten as he cupped Yusuke's cheek, the hand still at Yusuke's nape firm and unrelenting. Yusuke heard a soft creak and dragged his eyes away from Kurama for a moment. Hiei was sitting across from both of them. He was calmly eating some vanilla ice cream. His hair was still wet from bathing. Yusuke had a deer in the headlights look. His entire body was stiff for a moment and then he realized Hiei wasn't jealous. "It's rude to stare, ya know." Yusuke chided. It took Kurama a moment to realize Yusuke had pulled back, and Kurama cast a side-glance towards Hiei. His teasing nature kicked in as he winked at the little Jaganshi, slyly, before using Yusuke's distraction to go for his throat, whispering hotly. His eyes were still locked on Hiei, slivered and green. "Maybe he likes to watch, Yusuke..." Kurama's voice sounded lower, more confident than before - but he was still himself. He was just beginning to remember some of Youko's more adventurous experiences. Hiei had been sitting there for a few minutes. Neither one of them had detected him, because he was very quiet. When Kurama made eye contact with him he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He had goosebumps. He watched Kurama's eyes for the telltale signs of gold, but was releaved to see that they were still green. When Hiei heard Kurama's statement, his heart rate sped up. This had gotten very intense really fast. Yusuke wanted to pull Kurama into his lap and keep going. Hiei was obviously into it, so there was no reason to stop or slow down. Yusuke bit back a small moan as Kurama purred against his neck. Yusuke looked over at Hiei and smiled. "C'mere." He beckoned the youkai closer. Hiei set the ice cream down and stood near Yusuke and Kurama. The almost-rumbles in Yusuke's throat made Kurama want to hunt down more of them, so he could hear them properly. He nosed against his jugular, heading up towards Yusuke's jaw line. Kurama almost pouted, at Yusuke's ability to still talk. If he was who he'd been, Yusuke wouldn't have dared look away from Kurama for a second. Of course, he wasn't; but still, it made his pride prickle, just a bit. The hand cupping Yusuke's cheek slid down to his shoulder, fingers pressing there before sweeping down that side. It felt so much better than anything he'd ever done as a Youko; Kurama couldn't write it off as his human body reacting. It was more than physical, hard to describe, and almost addictive. Kurama cast a smirk up towards Hiei, shifting focus once he noticed he was closer. His eyes were dark and intent; oh, but he wanted to play. It had been such a long time. And Yusuke was feeding the warmth in his chest, the feeling practically filled him up. At some point, there was no use in overthinking things, and Kurama hoped Hiei caught the gist of his thoughts. That Yusuke would be so much fun to wind up... Hiei looked into Kurama's smirk and was glad to see that Kurama was still himself. Youko was obviously entertained but Kurama was still in the driver's seat. Hiei smirked at Kurama, and shot him a knowing look. Yusuke grinned at Kurama and Hiei's interaction. He reached over and pulled Kurama into his lap. Hiei smirked, but was surprised when Yusuke used his other hand to life Hiei up and put Hiei in Kurama's lap too. Yusuke was definitely more muscular than the last time Kurama had seen him. Hiei blinked in confusion for a moment. Both he and Kurama were in Yusuke's lap. What did Yusuke have in mind? Yusuke smirked at Hiei. "Have you ever been french kissed before?" Yusuke's eyebrow raised suggestively. "I don't recognize that term." Hiei admitted. Hiei knew Yusuke had a fling with Jin not to long ago. Hiei was a little rusty, most of his experience was several years ago. Kurama was jolted out of his intense mindset by the silliness and abruptness of the shift, and had to chuckle. He folded his arms around Hiei's waist; the little Jaganshi was pinned between them, mostly sitting on Kurama's thigh while Kurama was on Yusuke's thigh. Kurama ducked his head to nose at Hiei's throat, humming softly. The air in the room seemed cozy and comfortable, to him. And Hiei was always warm; his hair was still damp. "Might be a little soon for that..." Kurama mused aloud in a quiet tone to Yusuke, eyes falling shut as he basked in the nearness of the moment. "Well what does it mean?" Hiei raised an eyebrow quizzically. "I guess one of us will show you eventually." Yusuke grinned. Hiei grabbed the ice cream container and glared at Yusuke as he shoveled some of it into his mouth. The mental image Yusuke had conjured at work of having both Hiei and Kurama in his lap was more attractive than the reality. The mood had been ruined. Hiei scooped some more ice cream onto the spoon and offered it to Kurama. Yusuke felt his heart melt at the sheer cuteness of it all. "It's when you use tongues in each other's mouths." Kurama explained simply, eyes still shut and quite happy where he was. "It sounds more disgusting than it is. Well - " He peeked one eye open, giving Yusuke a condescending, almost challenging look. " - sometimes." There was a smirk hiding against the curve between Hiei's shoulder and neck. Attention drawn, at the offer of ice cream, Kurama sweatdropped a bit. "I'm all right, you enjoy it." He replied, sounding amused, arms tightening a little around Hiei in fondness. "I am familiar with that." Hiei admitted eating the the ice cream off the spoon. Yusuke looked surprised. "Really? Wow." He had always assumed that Hiei wasn't very experienced, but he might be wrong. Hiei smirked teasingly. "So that is what you doing?" Yusuke blushed. That kiss had been deep, but not french. "Uhhhh...?" Hiei enjoyed watching Yusuke squirm. Kurama opened both his eyes to get a better view of Yusuke's embarrassed face, gaze smug. His grin widened, more visible now as he propped his chin on Hiei's shoulder. "Who's blushing now, hm?" Ah, he'd missed tag-teaming with Hiei - it was even more fun with such an entertaining result. Hiei brought the spoon up to his lips, and made provocative eye contact with Yusuke as he put the ice cream in his mouth. A little bit of the ice cream leaked off the side of his lip. The way he licked it off of his lips was almost obscene. Yusuke felt his heart race. His skin flushed even more. "What's wrong?" Hiei chuckled darkly. "I'm eating." Kurama kept watching Yusuke, grin only growing. He knew Hiei was with him, so he did his best to support. "Of course. What are you getting so red for, dear? You did say he could have the ice cream in your freezer, after all. Or are you having second thoughts?" Kurama's eyes were dark and teasing, green glittering unkindly, enjoying Yusuke's suffering. Yusuke's mind was swimming with thoughts. Kurama and Hiei were both in his lap and they were both being so provocative. "You two should kiss me or something." Hiei smirked. "I don't like being compelled, mazoku." Hiei licked ice cream off the spoon again. Yusuke felt a chill go down his spine. "I should probably make dinner soon." Yusuke suggested. Kurama lofted a brow, at the transparent demand. "We just had breakfast, Yusuke. There's no rush." Kurama felt the need to point this out, tone deceptively light. It contrasted greatly with his smirk. "If you're hungry, perhaps you should've eaten something before you pulled us into your lap. Don't you think so, Hiei?" Kurama offered this with an innocent smile towards the Jaganshi, leaning to kiss Hiei's cheek gently - in reward for assisting him in teasing Yusuke, of course. Yusuke was shocked. Hiei and Kurama looked simultaneously sultry and predatory. Earlier he had fantasized about both of them being in his lap, and they were both being adorable and kissing and cuddling. The reality was a lot different. They were in control and they were teaming up to tease him. Hiei smirked licking ice cream of the spoon. "You can have some if you ask nicely." "Oh! That's a lovely idea." Kurama cast a warm smile towards Yusuke, then; resettling his chin on Hiei's shoulder. "Yes, Yusuke. Where are your manners?" Green eyes twinkled, engagingly. Yusuke grinned at them suggestively. "What if I said I was hungry for more than just food?" Hiei chuckled darkly and looked to Kurama. He wasn't going to let Yusuke get out of it that easily. "So you mean you want to fuck us?" Hiei corrected. Yusuke was taken aback by Hiei swearing. "Uh...well....eventually...uhhhh..no..love making is different...uh...?" Yusuke squirmed under Hiei's intense gaze. Hiei finished the carton of ice cream and jumped out of Kurama and Yusuke's lap. He smirked over his shoulder at both of them and stepped back into the kitchen. Yusuke wobbled. "Oh. Man...I...whoa...you're both scary." Kurama took mercy on Yusuke and beamed at him, lifting his hands to cup Yusuke's cheeks. "And you're terribly fun." He offered kindly; then grinned, teeth and eyes looking sharper than usual. "We're demons, Yusuke. We're supposed to be scary." Yusuke looked at Kurama smiling nervously. "Sometimes I'm not sure which of you is scarier." Nonetheless, Kurama moved in to kiss him; it was sweet. Yusuke smiled and wrapped his arms around Kurama laughing. "Hmm, I suppose you'll just have to find out, then." Kurama nuzzled into his cheek, going gladly into that embrace. He linked his arms around Yusuke's neck, pulling back just enough to kiss that laughing mouth, eyes closing as he hid his smirk against Yusuke's lips. Yusuke smiled as he leaned into Kurama's kiss. When he opened his eyes they sparkled. Hiei was standing there again holding Yusuke's CD. "What are you doing that's my favorite!?" Hiei couldn't suppress a smirk. "I wanted to critique your taste in music, mazoku." "Wait! You guys listened to that yesterday!" Yusuke remembered. It was the CD that was playing when he arrived home. He blushed remembering. Kurama snickered and held on as Yusuke reacted, tilting the top of his head against Yusuke's cheek as he gazed at Hiei. Luckily, he was still sitting on Yusuke's lap, and so prevented him from getting up. Kurama murmured in Yusuke's ear, tauntingly. "It's best if you just go along, you know." He nosed at that blushing cheek, kissing it. It was hard to resist, Kurama was noticing; almost addictive, indeed. Yusuke wanted to squirm but Kurama had him pinned. " Your taste in sentimental music is...amusing." Embarrassing Yusuke in front of Kurama was probably going to be Hiei's new hobby. "Is there anything else Kurama should know about you?" Hiei grinned. Yusuke blushed. "Yeah. Hiei's the scary one." Yusuke admitted with a laugh. "Hmph." Kurama pouted, drawing back to give Yusuke a glare, lofting a brow. "Is he?" His eyes glinted, dangerously. "Would you agree with that, Hiei." Kurama asked, very softly, eyes narrowing slightly on Yusuke's in warning. It was hard to tell if he was still joking, or not. Yusuke grinned nervously and scratched the back of his head. "Hiei's scarier because he knows all of my secrets." Hiei looked like a cat eyeing a mouse. Kurama's expression went blank. "I see. I'll leave you two alone, then." He stood, abruptly, and left the room. Yusuke had put his foot in his mouth again. He followed Kurama. "Look, I'm sorry. I'm just afraid of being embarrassed..." Kurama turned to look at him; he didn't understand why it had made him upset. Perhaps... it had simply reminded him of how much he had missed. Hiei and Yusuke had a whole side of themselves that Kurama hadn't been around to experience and that... Hurt. It was his own fault for drifting away, of course, but for some reason it still bothered him. His expression gave nothing away; no hint to what he was thinking. "It's fine." Kurama smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I think I'll take a shower. Excuse me." Without another word, he headed to the bathroom. Hiei watched the entire thing unfold from the distance. Yusuke was going to follow him, but then remembered following people into the shower was not the best policy. Hiei sat down on the couch and Yusuke sat down next to him. Yusuke was confused. "Kurama wants to be included." Hiei's arms were crossed. Yusuke finished Hiei's thought. "And the fact that you know all my secrets and he doesn't reminds him of that?" Hiei nodded. "So I should just tell him all my secrets?" Yusuke looked to Hiei for confirmation. Hiei nodded again. Kurama took his time; he needed to center himself. He tried to reflect, tried to see it another way... He sighed. He finished his shower with nothing resolved; well, except to ignore it. Kurama really shouldn't press Yusuke to share things he didn't want to. It was fine. Kurama didn't need to know everything he had missed. Yusuke and Hiei certainly didn't know everything about Youko's history, after all. And they still accepted him. Shouldn't Kurama do the same? He sighed; it still didn't make him feel any better. Kurama realized belatedly he'd forgotten a change of clothes. Well, he'd only slept in the others; it was fine. He wrapped the towel around his neck to catch droplets from his damp hair, inwardly steeling himself as he opened the door and exited. Kurama's eyes were carefully neutral as he strode back towards them. When Yusuke heard Kurama come out of the bathroom he tried to keep a neutral expression, but he couldn't help but look over at him and blush. Hiei had told Yusuke what to. Yusuke wasn't sure whether he was embarrassed because Kurama looked very cute or if he was embarrassed because he was going to tell Kurama about the most embarrassing moment he ever had. Kurama stopped before them, voice exact and certainly civil; his hands holding either end of the towel around the back of his neck. Naturally, his clothes were the same; fox pajama bottoms and one of Yusuke's white T-shirts. "I apologize. I shouldn't pressure you to share things if you're uncomfortable." He smiled - well, he did try, but his eyes were flat. "Please don't trouble yourself over it, Yusuke." For something to distract himself, Kurama wandered over to the wall of CDs, to peruse the selection. Perhaps there was something less ridiculous, that Hiei hadn't noticed before. "No, Kurama. Hiei's right." Yusuke got between Kurama and the CDs. "I didn't want you to know about this because you're much more experienced then I am..." Yusuke started blushing furiously. "...the first time I hooked up with Jin...I...uh...came in my pants." He pressed his fingers together awkwardly looking away. "Your pants stayed on so I don't think it's 'hooking up.'" Hiei teased. Yusuke became even more flustered. "The only reason Kuwabara and Hiei know is because I was drunk and imitating Jin." Kurama blinked at him. "Oh, all right." He stepped around Yusuke and continued thumbing through the CDs, not giving him any more attention. For some reason, knowing it was something simple like that - just made him feel worse. What other simple things had they shared that he had no concept of? Things that friends shared. Green eyes grew distant as he picked a CD at random, flipped it over and began to read the back; just to look as though he was engrossed in something. Hiei wondered just what was so interesting in Yusuke's CD collection. They were pretty much all romantic music. Hiei had already looked over there last night. Yusuke looked embarrassed. He had told Kurama his most embarrassing secret and it hadn't snapped Kurama out of it yet. Hiei noticed a different shelf with video games. He knew Kurama liked to play these. "Kurama? Have you played any of these?" Hiei asked holding up a puzzle game. "Hm?" Kurama pulled himself back a bit, glancing over at Hiei with another blink. He absently deposited the CD in Yusuke's hands as he walked past him. "Which one is that?" He wondered if Hiei had played them... with Yusuke and Kuwabara... without him. Argh, this was frustrating. Why was Kurama getting so jealous? He hadn't been around, after all. He had no right to get angry over missing so much. "I've never played any of these." Hiei admitted. Whenever Yusuke or Kuwabara had suggested them, Hiei would scoff and say they were a waste of time. Kurama relaxed slightly; enough to smile at Hiei, just a bit. "Let me see, then." He leaned over Hiei's shoulder. "Mm, yes. I know that one." He had it at home, of course, and was a little surprised Yusuke had a puzzle game. Kurama had pegged him for more of the battle-type of gamer. "Can you show me?" Hiei looked up at Kurama. He knew that Kurama was definitely better at this game then Yusuke. Kurama had showed him how to play chess before, and he was the best at teaching so it made sense. Yusuke still felt a little guilty from earlier. He brought the plates and silverware back to the kitchen and began to wash the dishes. Kurama was a little surprised Hiei wanted to play; he raised a brow. "You're sure?" He remembered Hiei's reaction to Amanuma's game, after all. He glanced towards the kitchen; it'd be only polite. "We'd have to ask Yusuke if it's all right, though. It's his, after all." Relaxing a little more, his smile grew a hint truer. "Human customs." He managed a slight laugh. Something in his chest still hurt, though; he wasn't injured, so it was very strange. Hiei nodded and looked up at Kurama. "You guys can play any game you want." Yusuke shouted from the kitchen. Hiei smirked up at Kurama. "I don't know how to set it up." Hiei admitted. Kurama shook his head, fighting a smile. "All right." He set to work on hooking everything up himself, then. Hiei had carefully observed Kurama setting up everything. Once everything was set up, Hiei waited for Kurama to sit down. He wanted to curl up in Kurama's lap. Once Yusuke finished the dishes he decided to head to the bathroom to take a shower. He still felt very embarrassed from earlier. Taking both controllers in hand, Kurama settled on the floor beside Hiei to start explaining the use of the buttons. He heard the shower start to run and noticed the painful thrum in his chest was still there; Kurama ignored it. Hiei climbed into Kurama's lap and leaned against him for comfort. "So how do you win?" He asked curiously. "Mm, you have to be careful." Kurama leaned over Hiei, resting his chin atop his hair as they stared at the screen. He gave Hiei one of the controllers and started a game up with his own controller. "You need to watch what's on the screen and figure out the best way to complete it. Here - " He showed him a few simple steps, and something blinked and vanished, on the TV. Hiei tried to keep up with what Kurama was doing, but he found it awkward and frustrating. Kurama was doing much better at this than he was. Kurama noticed, and nuzzled at his hair. "You don't have to play if you don't want to, you know." He offered, tone kind. Hiei growled in frustration, but was still attempting to play. "I want to." He insisted. Kurama couldn't help but chuckle. He leaned to kiss Hiei's temple. "All right." Since Hiei was learning, Kurama was playing lazily. No sense in destroying Hiei's interest altogether by completely destroying him all at once. He figured Hiei would try to copy him, anyway, and by using simpler moves, maybe it would be easier for Hiei to notice a pattern; Kurama hoped, anyway. Hiei tried to copy Kurama's patterns but was frustrated that the controller wasn't responding to his fast movements. He had to slow his hands down to do anything. He leaned into Kurama's arms. This game was stupid, but Kurama seemed to enjoy it. Since he was being lazy, Kurama didn't need to fully focus on the game to pass levels. He glanced down at Hiei's hands and smirked, a little. "Too slow for you?" He murmured, liking how his elbows were bent around either side of Hiei's waist due to Hiei being in his lap, over Kurama's crossed legs. The closeness was nice, and it eased some of the discomfort inside of him. Hiei watched Kurama effortlessly go through the levels. He was still struggling but eventually managed to slow down his movements. It seemed like this was automatic for Kurama. Even after slowing down, he was still no match for the kitsune. Hiei nodded. The game was too slow, but he would continue to try, hoping it was at least fun for the fox. "Hm." Kurama paused his game, wrapping his arms around Hiei and ducking his head to nuzzle at the nape of his neck. "You can stop now." He added, softly - moving to kiss Hiei's cheek, hiding a smile against him. Kurama appreciated the effort, though; it was actually rather considerate of Hiei, to try to cheer him up. He hadn't expected it, but enough was enough. If Hiei didn't enjoy it, he shouldn't play - he'd only get frustrated. Hiei leaned back into Kurama's embrace and turned to the side to look at him. Hiei's red eyes sparkled, he surprised himself by leaning up and kissing Kurama deeply. When he had thought about kissing Kurama, he only wanted to give him a peck, but his body seemed to have other ideas. He had never kissed Kurama so deeply before. Kurama's eyes widened, at the assertiveness. For a moment he was simply shocked. Then he adjusted, eyes falling shut as he laughed gently into Hiei's mouth. He curled his knees up to press Hiei closer to his front, a hand wandering over that compact chest as he slid his fingers into Hiei's hair. It was rough, and wiry; thick. Kurama fought through it to gently rub at Hiei's scalp as he leaned more into the kiss, letting Hiei set the pace. Hiei set a slow and sensual pace. He carefully explored Kurama's lips with his own. At first Hiei had been unsure of what to do with his hands, but gradually one arm snaked around Kurama's neck and the other was wrapped around Kurama's waist, pulling the two of them even closer together. Kurama settled into those warm hands with a soft sound, feeling something thrum deeply in his chest. Just like with Yusuke, there was something addictive - beyond what he was feeling, physically. Tightening his fingers in Hiei's hair, Kurama moved forward, pressing against his mouth and tilting his head so their noses wouldn't knock. He breathed against Hiei's face without breaking contact - through his nose - and nudged at his lower lip, gently, with his front teeth. Hiei felt something had changed. Maybe it was because he and Kurama had never shared a passionate kiss like this one before. Hiei enjoyed the way Kurama's hand felt in his hair. His skin was flushed. When Kurama's teeth nudged against his lower lip he slowly opened it, pulling Kurama impossibly closer. Kurama let his free hand wander down, pressing at the small of Hiei's back, rubbing small circles there with his fingertips. Carefully, Kurama tipped his head to tug at the lower lip he'd caught, just enough to sting a little. He released it then, smoothing his tongue over the stinging spot and just lightly teasing it against Hiei's teeth, enjoying the feel and scent of him. Hiei was surprised that Kurama had done something so provocative. Hiei let his tongue caress Kurama's for a moment. Hiei felt his hand twitch. Instinctively he wanted to take this further. He knew he needed to slow down. He slowly broke the kiss but planted several small kisses against Kurama's lips. The kiss had almost taken his breath away. He pressed his forehead against Kurama's. His eyes sparkled and his cheeks were flushed. Kurama laughed quietly at the sudden onslaught of light kisses, caught off-guard, green eyes slivering open as he beamed at Hiei. He shifted slightly, nosing into Hiei's cheek instead, still chuckling in an undertone as he held the little Jaganshi close. Kurama's fingers wove gently against Hiei's scalp, massaging there as they caught their breath back. Hiei was a surprisingly good kisser. He felt a little out of practice, but he couldn't conceal a satisfied smirk. Hiei almost purred when Kurama started to massage his scalp. Hiei slowly let go of Kurama's waist and wrapped that arm around Kurama's neck pulling him in for another deep kiss. Kurama hummed pleasantly into this one, going easily into that. He leaned so far against Hiei they almost tumbled to the side. Kurama put the hand not in Hiei's hair against the floor, to steady them as Kurama leaned over him. Hiei's weight pulled on his neck, from the hold there, but he didn't mind. He let his legs straighten out naturally to the other side, in this new position. Hiei decided to try to do something similar to what Kurama had done earlier. Slowly Hiei began to lick and nibble Kurama's bottom lip. Hiei pulled Kurama in closer. Yusuke had just finished his shower. He stood shirtless with a towel around his neck to collect the falling water from his hair. Yusuke was surprised, it really looked like Hiei knew what he was doing and Kurama seemed into it. He suppressed a laugh and decided to observe silently for a moment. Kurama smiled a little, realizing Hiei was mimicking him from before. He controlled their descent, leaning Hiei gently onto his back. Once Hiei was securely against the floor - safe - Kurama pressed a deeper kiss into him. He took advantage of Hiei's open mouth to taste the inside of it, smoothing over the warmth and tasting it. Kurama let his other hand slip from the floor to palm his stomach, sliding it up to drag the fabric against Hiei's skin. Hiei pulled Kurama in closer and let out a soft purr as Kurama palmed his stomach. He felt Kurama exploring his mouth and lips. He was content. Hiei was so focused on Kurama, that he didn't hear Yusuke. "Wow! You guys really must suck at that game." Yusuke exclaimed. Hiei's eyes jolted open when he was startled and he looked over at the detective dumbfounded. Hiei realized he was in a very compromising position. He was flat on his back between Kurama and the floor. Yusuke's expression was thankfully good-natured and free of jealousy. All that Hiei had done to relax him seemed sucked out of the room as Yusuke spoke. Kurama's eyes hardened, irritation sparking deep inside him. Not at being interrupted, no... Something else; he'd remembered how hurt he was. Kurama managed an apologetic smile towards Hiei - it was meant enough, even if Yusuke had rankled him. It certainly wasn't Hiei's fault or anything Hiei had done. He kissed the little Jaganshi's cheek before getting off of him and moving to shut down the game and pull it out of the machine. Kurama perused Yusuke's games for a battle-based one; he was in the mood for that, eyes still dark with hidden anger. Kurama didn't bother to turn, to acknowledge Yusuke's entrance. Hiei got up from his spot on the floor and climbed back onto the couch. He observed the way Kurama looked through Yusuke's video game collection. The fox was clearly irritated. Suddenly the phone rang. Yusuke made his way to the kitchen and answered the phone. "Oh hey Keiko!" There was a pause in the conversation. "Oh wait! What!? That was today!?" Yusuke quickly threw the rest of his work clothes on. "I'm sorry guys. I gotta run right now!" He bowed apologetically and ran out the front door. Kurama's fingers tightened, on the game in his hands. He very carefully relaxed them, and put it back. He stood, casting a glance at Hiei; cool, restrained. He wasn't angry at Hiei, after all - he just needed to get out of here. "I'll be back in a little while." Kurama said quietly, and headed to the guest room. Everything smelled like Yusuke and it bothered him, considerably. Perhaps he'd stop by his own house for a change of clothes. Since it was a murder scene, it was doubtful anyone could be there and Kurama could sneak in, easily. He wouldn't linger in the kitchen, where she'd died racing for the back door. Luckily, his room was on the second floor. Kurama grabbed the only clothing that didn't reek of Yusuke - some old things, in the back of a drawer, smelling long unworn - and changed quickly, leaving the pajamas as a pile on the chair in there. As an afterthought - if his family was searching for him - he grabbed a black hoodie out of the closet, to hide his face and hair. Thus attired, Kurama strode out to the living room, giving Hiei a final glance as he walked by before leaving. "Don't follow me, please." And then Kurama had gone, as well.
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Hiei watched Kurama head to the guest room. When he came back he had changed clothes. Hiei was surprised to see Kurama dressed in all black. It was out of character for the fox to wear that color. Before he could say anything or really even react Kurama was out the door urging Hiei not to follow him. Hiei was concerned. Kurama didn't say where he was going or what he was doing, but Hiei had a strong suspicion that Kurama was going back to his mother's residence. There was no way to tell how Kurama would react being back there. After about an hour of pondering Hiei walked into the kitchen and hit the redial button. "Yukimura residence." Hiei tried to be as polite as possible. "Is Yusuke Urameshi there?" Kurama used the rooftops - it was getting dark enough for that, anyway, and his footsteps were light. He quickly oriented himself and located his house with ease; perching in a nearby tree to make certain no one was home. Sensing no ki, he focused on his window, using a small plant to thread past the pane and unlock it from the inside. Stepping inside, it was like falling into a past life. His school uniforms were clean and pressed in his closet, but Kurama didn't focus on them; they smelled like Shiori, who had been the one to iron them. He grabbed a bag and stuffed it full of some things he'd need; casual and fighting clothes, changes of underwear, his own pajamas, shoes, and the like. Pausing with one foot on the window, about to leave, he glanced towards the doorway hesitantly. He wouldn't have to wait for Reikai's footage, if he inspected it himself. But then, all the humans had been through the downstairs and it was a police scene. Was it worth the risk; to both contaminate the scene and push himself back into a room that smelled only of her blood? Kurama's eyes narrowed, and he decided against it. Kurama slipped out the window and locked it from the outside, with the same plant. Irritation still boiled within him; training might be a good idea. He hated being so much out of practice, in comparison to Yusuke and Hiei. Kurama remembered the fight he had witnessed, in Makai. If he had to take revenge for his mother's death, he'd best be prepared. And so, some time later Kurama had found himself a copse of trees in a park nearby, stripped off the encumbering hoodie and - after putting up a human-repelling kekkai to keep any innocent park-goers from harm - begun to train. His arcs with the whip were graceful yet heated; angry, cursing Yusuke in his mind with each hit, trying to dredge up the source of the annoying emotions and rip them out through physical exhaustion alone. Any other method he'd tried hadn't worked; this was Kurama's last resort. Keiko had repeatedly gone through and explained the situation to Yusuke before it finally clicked in his skull. "So this whole time, Kurama just wanted attention and affection?" Keiko grinned. "Precisely, and for you to apologize for being a dumbass." She smiled finishing her tea. They were interrupted when Keiko's mom handed Yusuke the phone and explained that someone had called for him. "Hiei!?" Keiko listened curiously. "I'm just surprised you even know how to use a phone...." Yusuke looked distressed. "You mean, you don't know where he went?" Yusuke sighed frustrated. He rubbed his forehead. Keiko began to looked concerned. "Thanks Hiei, I'll go find him. You stay home, ok?" Yusuke sighed. Keiko smiled at him. "Sooo..what about our date." Keiko teased. Yusuke looked dumbfounded. "I'm kidding. Go and make sure he's safe." She gave Yusuke a quick kiss. Yusuke bolted down the street as fast as he could. He bolted past pedestrians. Finally he was at Kurama's old house almost entirely out of breath. He scrambled up the tree that Hiei always used to break in. At that moment while he was perched on the end of a branch trying to open Kurama's bedroom window he realized he lacked both Hiei and Kurama's grace and agility. He tried to open the window and realized quickly that it was locked. He felt almost celebratory. Kurama was not inside the house. As soon as he began to celebrate the branch snapped and Yusuke fell 2 stories into a rose bush. "Gah. I'm gonna feel that for a while..." He stood up. He noticed he was covered in petals, thorns, leaves, dirt, and twigs. He looked like a hot mess. There was no time to clean up. He needed to find Kurama. Maybe the park? Yusuke scaled Kurama's fence and bolted in that direction. The closer he got the more he sensed Kurama's kekkai. What the hell was Kurama doing? Once the redhead was in sight Yusuke sped up. He stopped in front of Kurama, exhausted. He put his hands on his knees to catch his breath. The thought occurred to him that once he confirmed that Kurama wasn't at Shiori's he could've just waited at his apartment to apologize. Yusuke looked up at Kurama his eyes sparkling. He felt pathetic. He looked ridiculous. He was covered in bruises. There were twigs, leaves and rose petals sticking out of his hair. "Gimme a sec...I need to catch my breath." Kurama didn't notice him until Yusuke was already inside the kekkai. He narrowed his eyes at him, stepping back, rose whip in his right hand. Yusuke looked a mess, honestly, but Kurama didn't take pity on him. The clothes Kurama had chosen were old, threadbare and comfortable - easy to move in; another white T-shirt and cutoff jeans that went to his knees. That's all Yusuke had had, in the back of his drawer. By the time Yusuke looked up, Kurama had already turned around and started to walk away from him. "Take all the time you need." Kurama sounded indifferent. By now there was a good amount of space between them. Yusuke looked up. Kurama was walking away. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. "Kurama...? Wait! There's something really important that I need to tell you..." Yusuke walked after him. The first look Kurama had given him was cold as ice. Immediately, in the time it took for Yusuke to go from that first step to his third, Kurama had spun around and lashed out - the whip cracked against the dirt, just inches from Yusuke's foot. His eyes were green and dark; red bangs shadowing the top of his face. "I don't want to hear it." Kurama enunciated this very carefully; clearly still pissed off. "Fight me." He settled his arm once more at his side, whip angled slightly back for another lash. He watched Yusuke carefully; demeanor aloof and glacial. Yusuke was startled. Was this a warning shot. "Fine. If that's how it's going to be." Yusuke refused to use his spirit energy against Kurama. He ran forward trying to avoid Kurama's whip. The only way he could strike Kurama was close range, but the only way he could get close enough was to dodge the whip. Yusuke was fast - as expected. He was more powerful, too, so Kurama had to take that into account. He leapt away to his right as Yusuke ran towards him, lashing out at Yusuke's back while he was in the air. As an afterthought, he pulled the thorns back so the whip was smooth, when it made contact. There was no sense in slicing Yusuke to ribbons, no matter how angry he was at him. Not staying in one place for long, Kurama darted away whenever Yusuke would get too close for comfort. In his left hand, he had palmed a few seeds for when Yusuke would inevitably get lucky and breach his defenses. Even though the thorns had been smoothed out it was still painful when it inevitably hit him in the back. It was still enough of a strike to tear through his clothes and draw blood. Yusuke was surprised. Kurama actually hit him. He didn't stop assess the damage because Kurama was still swinging the whip around. Yusuke lunged forward trying to get close enough to strike. This advance-retreat pattern went on for a while, until eventually Yusuke managed to get past his whip and Kurama quickly brought his left hand up, flicking a seed at him as it germinated. It abruptly burst into life after the initial sprout; coiling vines wrapping around Yusuke's arms and legs but not pinning them to his body, just holding them back. Yusuke would likely break free, but in the precious seconds that allowed Kurama to regain distance, he whipped at him again, aiming at the side of Yusuke's calf as he sprang away. Yusuke was barely able to break free in time to roll backward and avoid Kurama's second lash. Yusuke dodged the whip again. Yusuke got enough distance to focus his energy into a spirit wave. Glowing with blue spirit energy he leaped forward. When Kurama's whip came around he reached his hand out and caught it. Ignoring the sting of the strike and the blood on his hands he yanked Kurama forward setting him off balance. Lunging forward Yusuke struck Kurama's other hand, hoping to knock the seeds away. Yusuke tackled Kurama in the hopes of finally pinning him. Kurama's eyes widened; curse Yusuke for doing something so reckless! The tactic worked, though. Kurama was pulled off-balance because he didn't instantly let go of the whip once it was caught, and he was jerked forward. Yusuke seemed to read his mind as he raised his left hand for another line of defense, and - not expecting to be so thoroughly predicted - the seeds were knocked out of his hand and to the ground, where he couldn't germinate them without contact. The rest was obvious; he'd lost. Kurama hadn't really expected to win, in the end, but he'd tried. Yusuke tackled him and they both went down - Kurama on his back and Yusuke atop him. He lay there for a moment, breathing a little hard. Kurama was definitely still out of shape. Yusuke finally pinned Kurama. He had forgotten his hand was all welted and bleeding and that there was all sorts of plant matter in his hair. "Jeez. I ran all the way here because I had this romantic speech prepared and I was afraid I'd forget it..." Yusuke sighed. "And you fought me and I friggin' forgot it anyway." Yusuke laughed bitterly. "I guess I really am a dumbass." Getting a hold of himself Yusuke stared down at Kurama. "The jist of it was...I'm sorry for everything. I shouldn't have said what I did and I should have given you more affection and attention." Yusuke thought for a moment trying to remember everything he had planned to tell Kurama. He looked down into Kurama's eyes so Kurama could tell he was being sincere. "I only put my foot in my mouth when I love someone. So I think I love you." His skin flushed. "I really am a dumbass..." Kurama gazed up at Yusuke guardedly; not as chilly as before, but still aloof. He'd gotten most of his anger out in the welt across Yusuke's back, but his pride wouldn't let him throw a fight. He listened silently, not caring about the blood seeping onto his wrist from where Yusuke's injured hand held it. The utterly unexpected apology made him stare, and Kurama just looked at him as Yusuke continued to speak, finally finishing. There was silence for a few incredibly long seconds. "W-Wh... at?" His lips parted slightly in shock and his eyes were wide; expression too vulnerable. Kurama's ears felt hot, and the heat felt like it was creeping onto his cheeks. He'd heard that phrase from others in his past life, of course. But this was Yusuke - someone he actually cared about, and who cared about him in return; regardless of that confession, just now. Kurama was struck speechless. Yusuke smiled down at Kurama and laughed. "I put my foot in my mouth all the time with Keiko, and I love her." Yusuke grinned nervously. "The only other people I do that with are Hiei, and you. So I love you Kurama." Yusuke realized he was still pinning Kurama. He let go of Kurama's wrists and noticed he had been bleeding on one of them. "Oh! Jeez. I'm friggin' bleeding on you. I'm so sorry!" Yusuke apologized, quickly trying to wipe the blood off of Kurama, with his bloody hand and just smearing it worse. "Yusuke - " Kurama sat up immediately, frowning as he grabbed Yusuke's injured left hand by the wrist. "Stop that." He commanded, eyes brokering no argument. Once he was sure Yusuke wasn't going to move, he dropped his gaze to the wound, examining it carefully. Kurama put his unbloodied hand to his hair, pulling out his cleaning and antiseptic seeds and using the plants to treat the gash. He put them back and picked out another one; this bloomed into a long, skinny leaf. Kurama altered its growth so it would work much like an ordinary bandage, except green in color. He silently wrapped Yusuke's wounded hand, smearing sap around the edges to keep it from unraveling. Not looking up, he sighed to himself and curled Yusuke's fingers gently in towards his palm, leaning to kiss the backs of them. "I apologize, as well. I shouldn't have gotten so angry." Now that the adrenaline had stopped and his anger had been spent, Kurama was beginning to feel guilty. He gazed down at the injury he had caused, shoulders slumping slightly, and closed his eyes. "We should treat the one on your back." His voice was very soft, green eyes hesitant as he finally looked back up into brown ones. Yusuke let Kurama bandage his hand. "Oh...thanks." He watched Kurama gently wrap it and kiss the backs of his fingers. "No, you're fine. I'm just really dense sometimes." He admitted. He hadn't understood what was wrong until Keiko had explained it to him several times. Kurama managed a slight smile to that, lifting a hand to gently rap his knuckles on Yusuke's forehead. "Yes. Your head is rather hard." Kurama sighed, then blinked as Yusuke continued. "We should get back soon...Hiei was worried about you." Yusuke said with a smile. "I didn't even know the gremlin knew how to use a telephone." Yusuke joked. "Hiei used the phone?" Kurama was a bit amazed. He raised an eyebrow. "Why don't we bandage it up when we get back there, I can even take off my shirt?" Yusuke said with a laugh. "You're all right walking back, leaving it open like that?" Kurama's eyes were dubious. "Yeah, my head is pretty hard. Hiei sounded upset." Yusuke admitted. "My back will be fine." He answered. Kurama blinked, then, it finally registering. "Ah... why is there..." Kurama plucked one of the twigs from Yusuke's hair, holding it before both their faces, staring at it. He then cast a bemused look back at him. "What happened?" Yusuke chuckled and beamed at Kurama. "Oh...see...well. Hiei said that you told him you'd be back in a little while, but you were wearing a black hoodie. He thought that you were going to go back to your mom's. When you didn't come back he was concerned so he called me to go there and make sure you were alright..." Yusuke scratched the back of his head and nervously smiled. This time his hand was full of branches and rose petals. "Hiei gave me instructions on how to break in. I don't think being a catburglar is my calling. While I was trying to break in I noticed your window was locked which meant you were already gone. I tried to celebrate and the tree branch snapped. I fell two stories into a bush, and then I realized I needed to tell you how I felt, so I ran around trying to find you." Kurama tried to imagine Yusuke becoming a thief and... He had to hide his laughter behind a hand. "N-No." He chuckled, eyes warm and amused. "No, you're really not the type, Yusuke. But that's all right." Kurama grinned a bit, then. "You have one you can ask, anytime you need to break in, anyway." In the back of his mind, he was truly touched that they'd both gone to such trouble for him, but didn't address that directly. Kurama sighed, and pushed Yusuke off, gently, so he could stand. He dusted himself off and walked over to the bag he'd taken from his home, glancing over his shoulder. "I needed to pick up a few things. Extra clothes, mostly." He took the hoodie and pulled it on, facing away from Yusuke as he spoke, again. "If my human family's been out searching for me, or putting up flyers, I didn't want to seem too conspicuous." He lifted the black hood over his head, to hide his hair again, and turned back to Yusuke with a sigh, hands on his hips. Kurama gave him a droll look. "Although you'll likely stick out, anyway." Bag now hoisted over one shoulder, he walked back over to Yusuke and ruffled his hair with both hands, trying to get most of the brambles out. "You didn't fall in my rose bushes, by any chance, did you?" Kurama eyed him as he then moved to pulling out the more stubborn bits of plants, his tone half-accusing. Yusuke grinned sheepishly. Both Hiei and Kurama were bandits and he definitely could not see himself making that career choice. He stood up with Kurama, and dusted off his pants. Yusuke had never seen Kurama in black before. The color looked nice on him. He nodded listening to Kurama's explanation. He watched Kurama pick up his bag. Wait. Kurama was definitely wearing his clothes. It didn't bother him. He just found it interesting. Yusuke looked around nervously. "Uhhh...I think I may have." He said pulling a petal out of his hair. "I'm sorry." "They'll grow back." Kurama was just teasing him, and grinned, leaning to kiss his cheek. When Kurama kissed his cheek Yuusuke leaned into it. "Oh! I can find another rose bush for you, if you'd like." Yusuke offered. As Kurama pulled back, he beamed at Yusuke. "Let's get home before Hiei worries any more. We should treat that wound sooner rather than later, too." Linking Yusuke's elbow with his, Kurama headed off in the direction of Yusuke's apartment. Yusuke nodded in agreement. They headed home together. Hiei was laying on the couch eating ice cream and watching The Titanic. It took a few moments for Yusuke to connect the dots. "Whoa! Did you look through all my DVDs?" Yusuke began to blush. Hiei snorted in acknowledgement. He had been bored. Kurama blinked, and glanced at Yusuke. He started to smirk. "Your DVDs, too? I had no idea you were such a romantic, Yusuke." He strode off towards Hiei, leaning over the couch back behind him. "What do you think?" Kurama asked, curious to see Hiei's opinion on this. Yusuke nodded sheepishly. "I never realized you were such a snoop, Hiei." Yusuke crossed his arms. Hiei snorted. "I would need to finish it to have an opinion." Hiei sat up and scooted over so Kurama could sit with him. Yusuke plopped down on Hiei's other side. If they were going to watch one of his favorite movies he was definitely participating. "Don't tell me that you guys aren't moved at all?" Yusuke said already starting to get emotional. He took a spoonful of ice cream for himself. Hiei smirked at Kurama. Kurama slid over the back of the couch to sit in the offered spot. He tugged Hiei into his lap, wrapping his arms around him as Kurama leaned against the armrest, and hid his answering smirk against Hiei's cheek. "Maybe we should watch Yusuke, instead." Kurama said this low enough that Yusuke shouldn't be able to hear it over the dramatic music. Hiei nodded and leaned back into Kurama's embrace. Yusuke was quoting the movie almost perfectly. His eyes would get all watery whenever there was an intense emotional moment. It was adorable. Hiei leaned in and kissed Kurama to muffle his own laughter when Yusuke quoted a line from the movie as it played. "Draw me like one of your french girls." Yusuke didn't seem to notice and instead continued to demolish the ice cream he had gotten from Hiei. Kurama chuckled into the kiss, as well, but helped Hiei muffle his. He hummed into it for a moment, before pulling back from the kiss to resume watching Yusuke. He smoothed his fingers through Hiei's hair, tucking the little Jaganshi under his chin. He was honestly more entertained by how into this Yusuke was than the trite movie itself. Yusuke continued to quote the whole movie. When the ship struck the iceberg he started tearing up. Hiei was confused for a moment. He didn't understand why one of Yusuke's favorite movies was making him so teary eyed. When they both couldn't fit on the driftwood, Hiei scoffed. Yusuke's tears began to fall. It was cute, but Hiei began to get concerned. "This is the saddest part of the movie." Kurama whispered in Hiei's ear, nudging him gently. "He might want comfort now." Kurama was curious to see what Hiei's solution would be. Hiei reached over to Yusuke and pulled him closer to Kurama and himself. Yusuke was leaned into Hiei's shoulder. Hiei ran his fingers through Yusuke's hair. He found a twig and some leaves and rose petals. Yusuke couldn't help but tear up until the movie is finished. "I don't understand..." Hiei said "...why your favorite film is one that provokes such an emotional reaction?" Yusuke sniffled. "Because it's about love, Hiei." Hiei snorted. "No, it's about a wealthy hag." Yusuke had to laugh at Hiei's synopsis. Kurama smirked. "Either way, we should treat that wound on your back, now." He should've said something earlier, but Yusuke was just too interested in the end of the movie. Kurama hadn't wanted to spoil his fun. Yusuke nodded and pulled off his shirt. The welt from the whip was surrounded by dried blood. Hiei cringed a bit. It did not look comfortable. Yusuke sighed softly. He obviously was still thinking of the movie, and not at all concerned with his injury. Kurama shifted so he could better access Yusuke's back, putting a hand to his hair to pull out his medicinal plants. He treated the wound carefully, first cleaning it and removing the caked-on blood. When he was finished, he applied another long, green leaf to protect it, sealing it to Yusuke's skin with the same sap as on his injured hand. It would naturally fall off when it was time to change the dressing. "We had a bit of a fight." Kurama offered by way of explanation to Hiei, voice quiet; he wasn't proud of it, but wouldn't apologize for his anger. Hiei had already gathered that they had sparred from the welt on Yusuke's back and the green bandage on Yusuke's hand. Yusuke seemed to ignore both of them in favor of tearing up about the movie. Hiei turned Yusuke's face toward him and gave him a quick peck. It seemed to comfort Yusuke, and snap him out of it. Yusuke looked from Kurama to Hiei. "Do you guys want to do anything special tonight?" Hiei raised his eyebrow. "Clarify?" Yusuke looked off to the side and blushed. "You know like something romantic." Hiei rolled his eyes. Kurama smiled, slightly; he was still wearing the black hoodie and Yusuke had likely forgotten about the blood on his wrist, from earlier. He stood, announcing. "Well, in either case, I think I'll go take another shower. Why don't you two come up with some options?" The mental image was quite entertaining, actually, now that Kurama was fully aware of Yusuke's romantic side. Walking to the door to grab the bag he'd dropped, there, he fished out a change of his own clothes and crossed the room to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Hiei raised an eyebrow and watched Kurama head to the bathroom. Yusuke grinned. "We should get rose petals and scatter them on the sheet." Hiei glared at Yusuke. "That sounds sexual." Yusuke thought for a moment. "But it's romantic." Yusuke blushed, and looked over at Hiei. The youkai snorted, and Yusuke's eyes sparkled. "I just remembered that I haven't even kissed you." Hiei rolled his eyes. Yusuke pulled Hiei in by his shoulders. Hiei flushed. "Slow down, you stupid oa-!" Yusuke closed the distance between their lips immediately. Hiei's eyes widened surprised by the contact. Hiei didn't want to admit it, but he definitely felt the fireworks in the pit of his stomach. His arms wrapped around Yusuke's neck deepening the embrace and the kiss. Yusuke ran his fingers through Hiei's hair and wrapped his other arm around Hiei's waist. Yusuke leaned back breaking the kiss. "Did you feel that Hiei?" Hiei snorted. Yusuke smiled, his eyes sparkling. "I mean the fireworks." Yusuke's smile was so endearing and he just looked so cute. "That was just your tongue in my mouth, stupid." Hiei growled. Yusuke pulled Hiei into his lap. "Will you kiss me again?" Hiei couldn't say no to that stupid face. "Maybe when Kurama finishes showering." Yusuke pouted, palming at Hiei. Kurama took his time. The more he thought about it, the more he realized he didn't really didn't want to let his human family know he was all right. If Minamino Shuichi disappeared... It would be sad, for everyone that knew him as 'Shuichi'. But Kurama had only played that role for Shiori; it seemed too good an opportunity to pass up. As he started getting older, he'd stop aging, and everyone would notice unless he took great pains to cover it up with illusions. It felt like a waste, especially given Shiori's final words to him. She had accepted he wasn't human, and Kurama felt that continuing to live his human life would be... excruciating, without her there. He closed his eyes, sighing, still undecided. He wanted to attend the funeral, as well, but that might be difficult. The water started to run cold, jolting him out of his thoughts. Kurama shook his head, turning off the water and grabbed a clean towel. It took longer than usual, as he was still distracted. Once dry, he pulled on his old clothes and sighed. He should go steal the rest of them, at some point, as well, if he truly wasn't planning to go back to the Hatanakas. Kurama realized his mind was basically made up, and stared at his reflection. He took up a comb, to distract himself. Maybe... he could attend the funeral in his youko form. Only spiritually sensitive people should be able to see his ears and tail, after all. Kurama wouldn't be recognized, and wouldn't have to bear the familial burden of sitting at the wake, all day. He could just go, pay his respects, and leave. It would be strange to see his own picture put up next to Shiori's, but... Giving up Shuichi sounded worth it; it sounded like the right time. His eyes grew resolved, in the mirror. Kurama would need to find out when the funeral was being held, and procure a suit that fit him in youko form, for the occasion. Feeling more settled, Kurama exited the bathroom with a towel wrapped around the back of his neck. He noted a new scent in the air and strode over to the couch, lofting a brow at their new position and how flushed they both looked. He wasn't jealous, of course; he'd done plenty with them both and certainly didn't begrudge them their own time alone. Kurama didn't tease them; his heart felt lighter with a decision made, but the heaviness of his thoughts yet weighed on him. Well, might as well tell them now. "I think I'd prefer to fake Minamino Shuichi's death." Kurama stated quietly, eyes dropping to the ground.
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Hiei got up from the couch and walked over to Kurama. He knew that Kurama had agonized over the decision for a while. "I'll help you." Hiei reached out and held Kurama's hand. He figured coming to that conclusion was probably stressful and he did not want to overwhelm the fox. Yusuke stood up, unable to prevent the hurt in his face. "Does that mean you are both going back to Makai?" The visible distress across his face made Hiei shift uncomfortably. Kurama reached out and pulled Hiei to his chest, holding him close and taking gladly of the comfort given. He lifted his eyes to Yusuke, faintly uncertain. "I... don't know, yet." He just didn't want to spend the rest of his life pretending to be something he truly was not. Kurama face darkened, then, and he shook his head. "I can't continue to live with my family if Mother is no longer there. There's no point. I won't leave you or the others for Makai, but I'm not sure what my next steps will be. I only know that this is unavoidable." Kurama smiled, faintly. "I would stop visibly aging in a few years, so this is actually a very opportune time for that identity to fall away. A mother murdered, a son gone missing only to later be found dead..." Kurama narrated his own obituary, quietly, eyes falling shut as he let himself rest his chin in Hiei's hair. "The timing is too perfect; they'd only need to hold one funeral, for the both of us." Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama. Yusuke watched Hiei hug Kurama. The two of them were perfect together. Yusuke breathed a sigh of relief hearing that Kurama and Hiei weren't going to leave Ningenkai forever. Yusuke got up from the couch and embraced Kurama. "So I guess you're just going to shed your human identity, huh?" Yusuke smiled trying to find humor to comfort Kurama. "On the bright side you'll never have to work as a salary man again." Hiei nodded. Kurama had confided in him before that he did not enjoy his job. "Jeez." That statement was so morbid, but he was dating two demons after all. What more could he expect? Still trying to keep things positive Yusuke beamed at Kurama. "You'll have an awesome vacation spot for when you do decide to visit Makai." Hiei looked up at Yusuke puzzled. "And when you go through demon puberty, you'll probably sprout ears get even more gorgeous." Yusuke kissed Kurama on the cheek. He hoped his antics would cheer Kurama up. Kurama leaned into Yusuke's embrace, withdrawing an arm from around Hiei to put it over Yusuke's shoulders. He leaned their foreheads together, eyes still closed. Kurama had to smile, just a bit, at Yusuke's comments, and slivered green eyes open, to watch him kindly. He knew this had to be hard for Yusuke to process. "Not shedding it; just the responsibilities of it. It's still part of who I am, and a false death will not alter that." He nodded, agreeing with the salaryman comment; it had been rather stifling. Kurama chuckled softly at Yusuke's reaction to his depressing narration, and leaned to kiss his cheek, reassuringly. Yusuke laughed leaning into Kurama's kiss. "It's all right, Yusuke." Kurama offered, gazing steadily at him once Yusuke had finished speaking. His eyes were deep and understanding. "You don't need to fear this. It's natural and right for me to go this path right now, and it'll be up to you one day to decide what's natural and right for you." Yusuke stopped, then, just realizing. "Wait...what?" It dawned on Yusuke that he was like Kurama. They were both part demon. Was this going to happen to him too? But what about Keiko? Kuwabara? All of his friends. Hiei looked up at Kurama and Yusuke. Yusuke clearly hadn't realized that something similar was going to happen to him one day. He looked stunned. Hiei's other arm drifted around Yusuke to support him. It was true. After a certain point Yusuke was going to stop aging like a normal human, and he wouldn't fit into human society anymore. "Wait...isn't there anything Koenma or the others can do?" He sounded very upset. Hiei's hand grasped Yusuke's upper arm. He squeezed softly. "There isn't." Yusuke averted his gaze anywhere else in the room. Kurama tightened his hold on Yusuke's shoulders and leaned into his neck. He couldn't watch Yusuke hurt like this, but it had needed to be said. He'd been right in thinking Yusuke hadn't considered this eventuality at all. It was better that he had time to prepare himself. Kurama didn't offer more words, just kept close. He didn't know what would be in Koenma's power; an illusion of age, perhaps, if Yusuke truly wanted it. But even that would be difficult; continuing to feel young and spry and watching as everyone human around him turned feeble and forgetful. Kurama closed his eyes in pain; not his, but Yusuke's. But Kurama couldn't bear that agony and guilt, for him; he could only be there, to ensure Yusuke wouldn't be alone. The realization hit Yusuke suddenly like a ton of bricks. "Keiko knew." Yusuke whispered. Hiei saw the emotions drift across Yusuke's face. Keiko knew. Keiko had always known. Yusuke's memories flashed back to Keiko and him playing in the water together. Splashing each other. Yusuke had always pictured himself growing old with Keiko, but that wasn't possible. After a certain point he'd stop aging. Keiko knew and she loved him anyway. His eyes teared up and he sobbed. Hiei's hand drifted up to Yusuke's shoulder. "Shhhh...." The realization was tragic. Hiei looked up to Yusuke's tear filled eyes. "Should I call Keiko?" Yusuke couldn't help but laugh between sobs. Hiei knew how to use a phone, and he was being tender. Hell really had frozen over. Hearing Yusuke sob tore at Kurama's heart; he let go of Hiei to wrap both his arms around Yusuke's shoulders, pressing their cheeks together as he held him. His eyes were shut and he kept his composure; they both couldn't be crying, and it was Yusuke's hurt. It wasn't the time for Kurama to be selfish. "I'm sorry." Kurama breathed into Yusuke's neck; voice half-broken, moved, but solid as a rock. Hiei's suggestion was a good one - "Do you wish to speak to her?" Kurama sought, softly. "It's all right if you do." Both he and Hiei understood, after all. Yusuke nodded. Hiei darted into the kitchen and hit the redial button. Hiei was only on the phone for a moment. "Keiko is going to come and get Yusuke." Hiei spoke to both of them. The distance between their places wasn't very far so Keiko should be over shortly. Yusuke sank into Kurama's arms. "Thanks guys." He mumbled eyes still tearing up. Hiei hadn't realized just how sensitive the detective was. Talking to Keiko was obviously going to be their best bet in comforting him. Hiei remembered Yusuke's cut from his sparring match with Kurama. He headed back to Yusuke's room and found the blue fox shirt and a yellow sweater. "Why don't you put these on?" Hiei didn't recognize the humor in what he had given Yusuke to wear, and neither did Yusuke. He put on the shirt and sweater immediately, still tearing up. Kurama supported Yusuke as he sank into him, nuzzling gently as he held him securely. He stepped back to allow Yusuke to don the clothing, then was right back at his elbow, staying close. Now wasn't the time to tease Yusuke about the shirt Hiei had chosen, although - privately - a small part of Kurama did acknowledge it as hilarious. "Why don't you sit down?" Kurama guided them slowly towards the couch, one arm around Yusuke's waist, palm at the small of his back. There was zero amusement in his tone. Yusuke was still teary eyed, and breathing heavily. Yusuke let Kurama guide him to sit down. Hiei watched Yusuke carefully, it was beginning to look like an anxiety attack. Hiei disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a glass of water. "Drink this." Once they were seated, Kurama began to rub Yusuke's back, remaining attentive. He'd noticed the anxiety, too. While Hiei briefly disappeared, Kurama tried to soothe Yusuke. "We're here, Yusuke. Whatever you need. Keiko will be here soon. Concentrate on slowing your breathing down, if you can. Do you want me to count?" Yusuke took the glass of water from Hiei. He tried to slow his breathing down and focus on anything else. He swallowed the water in one gulp. Hiei gently ran his fingers through Yusuke's hair. Keiko should be here any minute now. Hiei couldn't hid his relief when he heard a knock on the door. "Keiko's here, Yusuke." Hiei helped Yusuke make his way to the door. Yusuke was super apologetic for bothering her, but she just wanted to make sure he was ok. Once Kurama and Hiei were alone, Hiei breathed a sigh of relief. Kurama gathered Hiei up in his arms, shuffling them over to the couch and flopping upon it with a sigh. He almost regretted bringing it up, but... No. Yusuke needed to deal with this. And better now, than when people started to notice. Hiei had been very concerned about Yusuke. It was really disturbing to see someone he cared so much about that upset. Kurama was right to bring it up. It was better to deal with it sooner. Hiei was relieved. He cuddled up into Kurama's arms. Kurama nuzzled into Hiei's hair and brushed a kiss against the starburst there. Hiei was always a comfort. It was hard not to think about Yusuke's suffering, though, and that kept him from fully relaxing. Yusuke would come back to them - of course he would. He should spend as much time with Keiko now, while he could. Kurama had certainly done that with Shiori, and didn't regret a moment of it. Hiei was pretty emotionally exhausted from taking care of Yusuke. He had never been more thankful for Keiko being here. "I think Yusuke is going to stay the night with Keiko." Hiei said with a yawn. "Yes, that's likely." Kurama nosed down to catch that yawn in a kiss; it was slow and sweet. He leaned their foreheads together afterwards, with a sigh. "Should we sleep here or head to the bed?" It would feel a bit lonely without Yusuke, he knew, but Kurama wanted Hiei to be comfortable. Hiei smiled up at Kurama. "Head to bed." Hiei said with a sigh. He wanted to climb out of Kurama's arms, but he couldn't. It was just too comfortable. Kurama couldn't help but return the smile; even slight as it was. "All right." He hoisted Hiei up into his arms as he stood, and walked them over to the bedroom. He couldn't do this with Yusuke - well, unless he used his youko form, perhaps - but Hiei was just the right size for Kurama's human body to handle it without trouble. Kurama set Hiei down gently on the bed, and slipped out of his clothes; back into his pajamas. Then Kurama climbed in after him. Once Kurama curled up around Hiei, he drifted right into sleep. Hiei was abruptly startled from his sleep by Yusuke leaping into bed and gathering both of them into his arms. Yusuke kissed Hiei on the cheek laughing. Hiei opened his eyes sleepily. "You're quite chipper." Yusuke grinned down at him. "You guys are so sweet." Kurama was roused out of sleep, raising his head and dazedly looking around. He stared at Yusuke uncomprehending, but went willingly into the embrace, mumbling something into Yusuke's throat as he nuzzled there. Kurama didn't question the second warm body in the bed with him, just adjusted to it and curled into it, not fully awake yet. His arms were still around Hiei. Yusuke leaned in and kissed Kurama deeply hoping to wake him up. Kurama purred happily into the deep kiss, blearily blinking and eyes slightly crossed when Yusuke pulled away. Hiei grumbled. Yusuke pulled back after a few minutes. "I bet I'm a better kisser." Yusuke teased. Hiei was not one to back down from a challenge. He leaned in and kissed Kurama passionately. Kurama hummed low in his throat, pressing back up into his mouth and gasping for breath when Hiei pulled away. Yusuke appeared dumbfounded. Hiei looked like an amazing kisser. Hiei broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to Kurama's. Hiei yawned sleepily. Yusuke grinned. Kurama nosed into Hiei's cheek with a sleepy mumble, then dragging his lips over that side of his face in an affectionate nudge as Kurama held him closer. He'd just about forgotten Yusuke was there at all, at this point. Hiei grinned at Yusuke as Kurama pulled him closer. Yusuke sighed. "What do you think he wants for breakfast?" Hiei shrugged. "Probably Miso Soup..." Yusuke left Kurama and Hiei in bed together. He returned a few minutes later with the Miso Soup he had reheated. Hiei nuzzled Kurama until he was awake. Once he was awake Yusuke handed him the soup and a spoon. "Mmh." Kurama smelled it before he saw in, then zeroed right in on it. He wasn't sloppy, just very interested in ingesting it as soon as possible. Once it was completely gone, he blinked slowly, vision unblurring from sleep. He looked up; Hiei and Yusuke were both staring at him. Kurama sweatdropped, slightly. "Ah... Did I miss something?" He asked, curiously, green eyes blinking again. Yusuke grinned at Kurama. "Which one of us is the better kisser?" They had both kissed him minutes earlier and Yusuke couldn't help but be curious. Hiei seemed indifferent. Kurama stared blankly at them. "...What?" He didn't remember at all and had no idea to what they were referring. "Wha!? You don't remember?" Yusuke looked surprised. "Well...we both kissed you. Do you mind if we jog your memory?" Yusuke said with a grin. Hiei still was not over how cheery Yusuke was. Kurama raised an eyebrow at him. "I take it you're feeling better." He deflected, easily. Hiei also raised an eyebrow. "How did Keiko cheer you up?" Yusuke blushed. "Well...um..." Hiei grinned. "It's important for us to know how to comfort you." Yusuke bit his lower lip. "...ummm..." Kurama smiled, mischievously. "Was it like this?" He leaned in and kissed Yusuke, holding beneath his chin to keep him in place. Yusuke was surprised by how bold Kurama was. He pressed closer deepening the kiss. When he finished he grinned at Kurama. "Not exactly." Hiei smirked at Yusuke. "What about like this?" Hiei pulled Kurama into a deep passionate kiss. Yusuke's jaw dropped. Hiei really was a good kisser. Kurama smirked against Hiei's mouth, leaning against him and matching him. It felt nice; he teased Hiei a bit, sliding a hand down his side and tilting his head, sinking teeth into Hiei's lip and pulling back a bit while not letting go, watching Hiei with dark, green eyes. Then he let go and dove back in, pressing Hiei back into the bed with force, sliding their tongues together. Kurama never was one to back down from a challenge. Hiei let out a surprised sound when Kurama got on top of him. The sound was muffled by Kurama's kiss. Hiei's hands gripped the front of Kurama's shirt, pulling him in closer. Hiei deepened the kiss. Yusuke looked on blushing. That was one intense kiss. Kurama pulled back, cheeks flushed but not embarrassed in the slightest, his expression smug as he looked triumphantly down at Hiei. Then he peered over his shoulder at Yusuke, eyes glittering. "Does that mean I win~?" Kurama cooed, happy about his victory when it seemed they'd been playing with him while he was still mostly asleep. Hiei's skin was flushed when Kurama broke the kiss. Hiei's eyes sparkled as he gazed up at Kurama. The kiss had almost taken his breath away. Yusuke blushed when Kurama made eye contact with him. "Yeah. Can I watch you guys do that again?" Yusuke said with a grin. "For science?" Hiei rolled his eyes. Kurama smirked at him. "Maybe later." Kurama glanced back at Hiei, quirking a warmer smile down at him, with a teasing wink. He'd never admit he was enjoying the attention, though. Kurama rolled off of Hiei and stretched, sighing before sitting up. He blinked at them both; acting as normal as if that hadn't just happened. "So... You're feeling better?" Kurama began cautiously, watching Yusuke with slight worry. He'd been so upset last night, after all. Hiei realized he was still holding onto the front of Kurama's shirt. Once he realized what he was doing, he let go. When Kurama rolled off of him, he immediately missed the contact. Yusuke pouted. He wanted to see Kurama and Hiei kiss each other more. Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "Yeah. Keiko and I talked a lot...and she comforted me. I feel a lot better." He scratched the back of his neck. "You guys helped too." Kurama smiled a bit, moving over to Yusuke and hugging him around his shoulders. He didn't believe he had really helped, but Kurama would keep his opinions to himself; he still felt guilty and shaken, for having brought it up at all. Even if he and Hiei rationalized it to themselves, it had still hurt Yusuke. And Kurama hated that. Kurama squeezed him a little tighter, still saying nothing. Hiei looked over at Yusuke. "Well, how exactly did she cheer you up?" Yusuke looked uncomfortable. "Do you really want to know?" He asked. Hiei nodded. "Well...one thing always cheers me up..." Yusuke looked a little sheepish. "It's sex, isn't it?" Hiei had finally figured it out. Yusuke nodded. Yusuke's love language was definitely touch, so nothing relaxed or comforted him more than physical affection. Hiei grinned. "That's it?" "No..." Yusuke said embarrassed. Kurama rolled his eyes, but he couldn't really scold Yusuke for that. He nuzzled into his neck, murmuring. "What else, then? Kurama wondered softly in Yusuke's ear, a few fingertips lazily smoothing through the hairs at the back of his neck. Hiei softly rubbed Yusuke's shoulder. "She made me tea and talked it over with me." Yusuke explained, still embarrassed. Kurama chuckled softly and kissed his cheek, pulling back to look at Yusuke, kindly. "That's nothing to be embarrassed about, you know." He didn't push the subject. Yusuke was still definitely embarrassed about it. He knew that different things comforted different people. Hiei smiled up at Yusuke. "What sort of tea do you like, mazoku?" "I like green tea." Yusuke admitted. Kurama beamed at him and withdrew, climbing off the bed to head for the kitchen. He took the empty bowl of soup on the side table with him. After listening to Yusuke talk about his favorite tea, Hiei pondered for a moment and then decided that his favorite tea was Earl Grey. The thought disappeared from his mind as soon as it entered. Yusuke wrapped his arms around Hiei and pulled him into a hug. He was really amazed at how kind and helpful the youkai had been yesterday. Hiei pretended to be tolerating it, when the reality was that he wanted to cuddle closer. Hiei had been cuddling peacefully with Yusuke, but he got the feeling that Kurama was still down about Shiori. Yusuke looked fairly sleepy, so Hiei slipped out of Yusuke's arms to let the mazoku have a 15 minute nap. Once Kurama was in the kitchen, he started preparations for tea; for himself, and the others. Kurama rummaged in Yusuke's cupboards for teabags, pulling out a black tea for himself and green tea for Yusuke. He pondered what Hiei would want, eying the selection available. Well, he'd just guess. Kurama pulled out what seemed like an appropriate choice for Hiei, and let the water boil. While he waited, he started some rice in Yusuke's rice cooker, pulled out a pan and started on an easy tamago omelette. Luckily, Yusuke's pantry was fully stocked with all the basic requirements of Japanese cooking. Kurama might not be as good as Yusuke, but he could cook; he'd had to do it for Shiori, when she was in the hospital. He'd bring meals for her that were better than the hospital food, to help her get well; that was before Hiei approached him, of course. Kurama's eyes grew distant as he remembered, feeling a stab of sorrow in knowing she was gone, now. Hiei headed out into the kitchen and hugged Kurama from behind. Kurama was pulled from his thoughts with the unexpected contact, looking over his shoulder at Hiei. He smiled a bit at him, glad for the affection, and turned to embrace Hiei lightly, sighing sadly into his hair. "I figured it was my turn to cook breakfast." Kurama joked quietly, aiming for a mood lighter than how he felt. Hiei figured Kurama could use a cuddle, massage, or some affection. He seemed tense. Hiei slowly massaged Kurama's shoulders and began to work his way across Kurama's tight muscles, easing away some of the tension. Hiei tried to melt away as much of Kurama's stress as he could. Hiei was being rather sweet, but the heaviness of the situation still pulled on Kurama. He had to find a way to irrevocably remove Shuichi from the Human World. It would be too much to try to make everyone in the city forget him; there was physical evidence, anyway. He sighed, and wondered vaguely if Reikai would be able to help him in procuring a spare body that could serve as a corpse. It would be the easiest way to fool his family, after all. Kurama could fake a horrible accident in a public place - as himself, so it would definitely hurt - where many people would see, then replace the body later when it went through the morgue. That would likely work. The trick would be making sure the autopsy was sent to someone they trusted and that the ambulance workers that came for him were in on it, as well. If they could just get past that, the cremation and funeral would be simple. They couldn't be people the Hatanakas knew as his friends; they'd be later seen at the funeral, and easily recognized. Letting the eggs continue to cook behind him, Kurama sank deep into thought, leaning against Hiei a little more. Yusuke was napping in the guest room, and Hiei was alone with Kurama. Nothing was going to comfort Kurama until he got this all finished. Hiei kissed the back of Kurama's neck. "Yusuke is taking a nap." Hiei continued to rub Kurama's back. Youko was a bandit, but Hiei had more knowledge of committing various crimes. It would probably be better if he did most of the dirty work. "Kurama, I think I planned Shuichi's disappearance..." Hiei paused for a moment realizing that it sounded a little worse then he had intended. Off to a fantastic start. Kurama blinked slightly, and withdrew, shooting Hiei a curious look. The phrasing hadn't bothered him at all, he was just a bit surprised Hiei seemed to be thinking about the same thing he had. Kurama shook his head, dismissing it and turning back to the stove, to make sure the eggs didn't burn. "Tell me about it? I was trying to think of the best way, myself, just now..." All opinions were welcome, really. "You stay with Yusuke. I'll procure a body from spirit world." Hiei looked up at Kurama. "Then I'll start a fire in one of the abandoned cabins in the mountains and leave the body there. The body will be so badly burned that they will need to use dental records to identify it. We'll have Botan and Koenma change your dental records to match the body." Kurama considered this, his back to Hiei. It seemed a tad impersonal, if efficient. He glanced over his shoulder at him. "That could work..." He offered, hesitantly. "But we'll still need to come up with a motive - kidnappers, should I assume?" Kurama asked, completely at ease with what they were speaking about, despite how morbid it was. That might make it more difficult; they'd need more bodies to burn. "We'd still need to send a ransom note..." It had been a few days, already - four, he thought; two mornings in Makai and two mornings in Ningenkai. Had too much time passed? "Kurama, it would be simple for me to procure more bodies, but..." Hiei thought for a moment. "...perhaps, Shuichi's untimely death was the result of the ransom note going unanswered because it was lost in the mail." It would be easy for Hiei to plant the letter somewhere in the post office. He could use the Jagan to have a human notice it. Kurama smirked, just a little. His gaze turned sly. "Should I be worried you've apparently thought about this very thoroughly?" He teased, turning back to the stove, scooping the eggs onto a plate and going to pull the teabags out of the tea. "We still need a motive for the attack, however. Kidnapping gone wrong, and the hysterical mother was killed, perhaps?" It was a touch terrifying how casually he said this, as he plucked some utensils out of a drawer and handed them to Hiei, then setting the plate on the table. Kurama took their tea and set it at their respective places, finally seating himself behind his mug. It was still steaming. He left Yusuke's, as he was still asleep. Hiei grinned up at Kurama. "I think I'm just comfortable with arson." Hiei watched Kurama scoop the eggs. He was surprised that he and Kurama were so in sync about planning this. It reminded him of the time before they met Yusuke. "Sounds perfect." Hiei agreed. Kurama supported himself on the table, folding his arms atop it and leaning forward. He waited for Hiei to sit down to eat, and grinned back at him, just a little. "It does." Almost too perfect; it was as though they'd been finishing each other's thoughts. "Would you be up for some training, while Yusuke's asleep? He might be out a while, if he was up 'all night' with Keiko." Kurama still sounded amused that Yusuke had been so embarrassed. Beyond that, exerting himself in a fight, last night, had left him with a much clearer head. Besides, he needed to get back in practice, anyway. Hiei thought for a moment. "If it sounds good to you, I'll do it this weekend." Hiei said taking a bite out of the omelet. "If someone sees you, it'll ruin everything." Kurama's face would probably be all over the news for a few weeks. The last thing they needed was for Kurama to get spotted. Plus, someone needed to stay behind and watch romcoms with Yusuke. Hiei nodded. Training sounded refreshing. Kurama pouted, just a bit. He shot Hiei a pair of pleading eyes. "I was out yesterday, and no one spotted me." He pointed out, a little persuading. "Do you doubt my ability to go unnoticed, when I want to? Besides, I wouldn't be caught dead watching those movies on my own." Kurama's eyes twinkled mercilessly in dark humor. Hiei grinned at Kurama. "We could divide the work and be done in one day. You could go see Koenma and Botan, and plant the letter and I could deal with the body." Hiei ate more of the omelet, smirking at Kurama. Hiei didn't remember voicing that thought about Yusuke's choice in films. He must've. "Hn." Hiei snorted. "Maybe." Thoroughly engaged, Kurama leaned his chin in his hand, watching Hiei with fondness, his eyes still sharp. "Botan should be returning soon with more information about the videotape. If we can't view it here, we might as well head in and get both done." He paused, thoughtful. "Or, I can head up to Reikai and you can get started down here. Honestly, it might be better if you do the letter. My DNA or fingerprints on it could raise some questions. Unless you want to put a lock of my hair in there?" Kurama raised an eyebrow, seriously asking. Hiei grabbed the mug that Kurama had set down in front of him. He held it in his hand and took a sip. It was earl grey. How did Kurama know he liked earl grey tea? He couldn't remember mentioning it to him. Hiei nodded. "A lock of hair sounds like a nice touch." Hiei was probably the best person to write it anyway. His handwriting was terrible and it wouldn't be linked back to any of them. "Friday, while Yusuke is at work, we'll wake up early and go to Reikai. I'll obtain the body and you'll change the records?" Hiei smiled. If they did it that way they would be back in time for dinner. Kurama nodded. "That sounds like the best use of our respective skill sets, yes." He gazed contentedly at Hiei, smile growing warmer. "It would be unfortunate if they pinned Minamino Shuichi as the one who wrote his own ransom note." Kurama chuckled softly to himself, shaking his head. He glanced back at Hiei with glowing eyes. "So... training, once you're done with breakfast?" Kurama prodded, charmingly. He just wouldn't give it up, that easily; he needed some exercise, and all this plotting had him antsy for action. Best to work off some steam beforehand, at any rate. Hiei smiled back at Kurama and chuckled darkly. "That would be an unfortunate development." Hiei took another bite of the omelet. "Maybe..." Hiei sensed that Kurama needed to blow off steam. He sipped the tea and watched Kurama's eyes sparkle. He was just too charming, Hiei couldn't say no. "Alright, fox." Kurama grinned at him. Ignoring his tea, he stood up and strode over to Hiei, hugging him around his thin shoulders, from the side, and nosing into his hair; he just couldn't resist. "Thank you." He murmured, kissing the center of Hiei's starburst. It would likely be best to take the rest of his clothes from his old closet before the missing person's case turned into a kidnapping-arson case, as well. Maybe it would be better to head there with Hiei, after they were done at the park. Kurama didn't foresee them injuring each other too badly; they seemed too much on the same wavelength, right now. He'd use the comfortable clothes and hoodie he'd borrowed from Yusuke, again, as they were already dirty from yesterday's exercise. Kurama didn't want to be too obvious, after all - his red hair stood out in Japan like a white buoy in the sea. Hiei grinned to himself and finished up his omelet and the tea. Hiei had always thought of Kurama's color as white. Both Kurama and Youko looked beautiful in that color and it really brought out their pale skin. There was something alluring and different about seeing Kurama in black. It was best for Kurama to cover up as much as possible. He was so alluring that people couldn't help but turn and look at him. Hiei would happily help Kurama get the rest of his clothes, and anything else they needed. Hiei could even use his jagan to find a photo album so Kurama would always have it. Kurama felt his ears redden, slightly; he hadn't realized Hiei felt that way about his human form, or that Hiei would be so open about admitting it. It was sweet, just unexpected. He'd switch to his youko form for the funeral, of course; his human body just needed the practice. To Kurama, it was worth a little risk to train and then go back to his old home, one last time. They could steal a few photos, maybe; if the whole album went missing, it could look suspicious. He appreciated the suggestion, though, and leaned to kiss Hiei's cheek before pulling away with a sigh. Yusuke probably had a spare bag, somewhere, that they could borrow; he went to go search. At least Kurama could leave his uniform clothes behind. It was a little sad, though... Well, maybe he'd sneak just one of them out, for nostalgia's sake. Hiei knew Yusuke had a spare bag in his bedroom. It was green. He remembered seeing it one time when he had gone through Yusuke's window. Yusuke never really used that bag. They were taking at least one of Kurama's uniforms. It was one of the very first things Hiei remembered seeing Kurama in. It reminded him of the early days and their fight at maze castle. Hiei beamed up at Kurama after the kiss. He couldn't hide the way his eyes sparkled. Ah, that would work. Kurama was thankful for the suggestion. He hid his flush, at being caught on the subject of his old uniforms. Well, Hiei didn't seem to mind. Kurama slipped into the guest bedroom to switch clothes; Yusuke was still sound asleep. He'd likely been right about them being up all night, then. Kurama shook his head with a smirk and went into the other bedroom to grab the bag. When returned to the kitchen, Kurama pulled the black hood up over his hair, looking around for Hiei to see if he was ready, yet. Since it was during the day, he'd also 'borrowed' Yusuke's favorite pair of large sunglasses, to hide his face more. Hiei grinned looking at Kurama. He looked a little silly in all that black with the black sunglasses. Hiei couldn't help but wrap his arms around Kurama and lean up to kiss him. After kissing him, he nuzzled Kurama's face. At least no one would recognize Kurama. Kurama smiled at him, leaning into the kiss and peering over the sunglasses at Hiei. The hoodie also had the added benefit of hiding the shape of his body, so he didn't draw as many stares. Green eyes glinted over the lenses, then, and he pulled Hiei flush against him with one arm around his waist. Kurama dipped to give Hiei a deeper kiss, sneaking his other hand back to gently cup the nape of his neck. That hoodie was so big and baggy that both Hiei and Kurama could probably fit comfortably in it. Hiei tilted his chin up and let Kurama control the kiss. Kurama knew what he was doing, so relinquishing control in this situation was easier. It felt natural. Hiei's arms wrapped around Kurama's neck. Kurama laughed a little at the thought of Hiei hitching a ride in his hoodie; like a kangaroo! He couldn't help but snicker at the mental image, accidentally breaking the kiss. Well, better to leave them wanting more, anyway; he grinned a bit, not embarrassed in the slightest. Kurama still found himself marveling at how different it was, to kiss Yusuke or Hiei - it felt so much better than the many other kisses he'd had, as a youko. Kurama beamed down at Hiei, gathering him up in his arms, lifting him off the ground and nosing into his neck. Such a comforting scent. He sighed, just taking a moment to enjoy the feeling of holding him; Hiei's arms around his neck were reassuring. Hiei grinned up at Kurama. He definitely couldn't get enough of Kurama lately. Of course it felt different to kiss Hiei and Yusuke. They were all in love after all. Hiei didn't know how that thought went through his mind, but he turned pink when it occurred to him. This was what being in love felt like. He smiled up and kissed Kurama again. Hiei had almost forgotten that Kurama had convinced him to go training. They should probably get going soon. Kurama's cheeks flushed - Hiei was being so forward. He chuckled into the kiss, nosing at the corner of Hiei's mouth and humming deep in his throat. "All right, that's enough." His voice was low and amused, as he gently set Hiei back down; green eyes incredibly fond. Kurama turned to the door and opened it, striding out. They had things to do, after all. Hiei grinned up at Kurama. He was right, they probably should start to get going. Though Hiei wouldn't mind spending the whole day just kissing Kurama. Hiei followed Kurama outside. Goodness, but Hiei was certainly being open about his emotions, today. It kept a solid flush on Kurama's face. He couldn't say he would've minded kissing all day, but their lips would get raw eventually; he'd had it happen before, long ago. Kurama sweatdropped a bit to himself, at the memories, before then sighing and leaping in the direction of his old house, atop the rooves. Best get the hardest part over with, first. Besides, the park was closer to Yusuke's apartment. Hiei had to laugh to himself at that point. They didn't have to just kiss. They could do other things too. Like eat ice cream together. Hiei wondered who Kurama would spend a whole day kissing. Hiei kept his running pace in time with Kurama. He had to slow down, but he was really enjoying being near Kurama. As they approached, Kurama raised a brow at the broken branch that had been just outside his window. He gave a flat look as he remembered, and sighed: Yusuke had fallen from there, that's right. Well, he'd have to go in on the ground floor, then; no other upper windows had branches big enough to support their weight. Kurama landed neatly behind the kitchen door, and used the same plant trick as before to jimmy it open. He slipped inside noiselessly - and froze. It was still covered in blood; now dry, staining it. He'd forgotten, in his ease, that this was the door she had run to, in her desperation. Kurama slowly sank to his knees just inside the doorframe, arms hanging limp at his sides and eyes widening as violent memories of that night played in the kitchen he'd always come to associate with her. The demons - he'd killed them, of course. But he hadn't been home, and by the time he'd gotten there, they'd already dealt the fatal wound. His rose bush had notified him of the danger, immediately, but most of the offensive ones had been destroyed in front, and they were helpless without him there to regrow them against attackers. They had tried, and been uprooted for it. Hand shaking, Kurama placed his palm on the floor; the tile now dark red beneath it. Shiori had lain here... Hiei immediately detected something was wrong. Hiei was furious. It had been several days and they hadn't gotten around to cleaning up the crime scene. Hiei was worried for Kurama. He scooped Kurama into his arms, bridal style. The last thing Kurama needed was to be seeing everything downstairs. In a second they were back in Kurama's room. Hiei used his Jagan to shut the door and leaned against it. He wanted to be sure the kitsune was ok. There was a second and the air was displaced and - he was in his room. It didn't smell like blood, up here. He took a gasping breath, doubling over and shaking his head, eyes squeezing shut. It was all right. It was all right. She had moved on, she wasn't trapped here. He'd killed them. He was moving on, he still had people. He wasn't alone. Kurama's hands curled into fists on his floor and spots of tears appeared on the hardwood a little ways beneath his face. His hair had hidden them from view until they fell. It still hurt. Hiei had set Kurama back down and wrapped his arms around the fox, rubbing his back and shoulder's gently. Hiei wouldn't let anyone hurt Kurama, or anyone else they cared about. Kurama wasn't alone. Hiei would do anything in his power to make sure Kurama never felt alone again. He ran his fingers through Kurama's hair trying to bring him comfort. Kurama took in a shaky breath, leaning into Hiei. It was better, now that he wasn't in the same room; his bedroom was how it had always been. Kurama nosed into Hiei's hair, appreciating the care and consideration. He took in a deeper breath, and after a moment pushed himself to his feet. Kurama walked over to the door and spoke quietly. "Let's get what we need and leave." A moment later, he had disappeared into the hall to go find the photo albums. He left the dropped bag in his bedroom, with Hiei. Hiei opened Kurama's dresser for him so he could easily pick out some clothing. He found the orange windbreaker that Kurama used to wear a lot more. Kurama's fox tail keychain. He also found a recent photo of Kurama and Shiori together. This had to be after the tournament in demon world. The two of them were both smiling happily. Hiei couldn't help but smile when he looked at the picture. Kurama's happiness in that specific photo was infectious. Kurama rummaged around upstairs, grabbing a few keepsakes; some things he'd made as a child, that Shiori had kept in her bedroom, even after remarrying. They felt like her; her energy. Maybe they'd absorbed it after all the years in this room. He found the photo album and leafed through it, smiling at some. Kurama picked his favorites - just a few, easily written off as lost over the years - and pocketed them carefully. He strode back out to the hallway and just looked down it. Kurama had lived here his whole human life, and Shiori had left, and now he was leaving. The house would probably be sold. He felt a human impulse not to allow that to happen, to come back and take up his role once more, but - No. He wasn't only human, and without Shiori this place would only lead him to misery and constant dwelling over what he had lost. She had told him to live, so he would honor that. Kurama stepped back into his bedroom, smiling gently at Hiei, already busy. He strode over to help him pack up the rest of his clothes; they should all fit, as it was a rather large bag. In the end, there was just enough room for his sneakers and one of his school uniforms, as well. Under all of the clothes, buried in the back of Kurama's closet, Hiei found a stuffed fox plush. It looked like it was a toy from Kurama's childhood. Hiei smiled up at Kurama and handed him the fox plush, the fox tail keychain and the photo that he had found. Hiei helped Kurama organize everything into Yusuke's bag. If they were forgetting anything Hiei would gladly come back get it for Kurama so he didn't have to. Kurama had to laugh, a little, at the plush. He held it fondly. He'd been very young and quite helpless as a toddler, but he'd still wanted anything that reminded himself of his old life, even back then. The plush had been a convenient comfort. He packed it away with the other things Hiei had handed him. Kurama shouldered the bag and opened the window from the inside. It took a moment to balance, but he leapt straight into the tree, catching his hands against the branches so he wouldn't fall. Kurama sighed, and climbed down. With a heavy bag like this, perhaps they'd head back before trying some training. The experience in the kitchen had drained him a bit, as well. Hiei smiled at Kurama's reaction, it was one of the sweetest things he'd ever seen Kurama do. The way he smiled at the stuffed animal warmed Hiei's heart. He felt his heart overflow with admiration and love. Maybe he had fallen in love with Kurama all over again. It wouldn't be that surprising. Hiei wanted to give Kurama the appropriate amount of distance so he didn't pry and he kept his hands to himself. This was a lot of Kurama to process and handle. Hiei leaped out the window and onto the roof. Once they were both outside he used the Jagan to lock the doors and windows again. He would head wherever Kurama wanted. If Kurama wanted to go back to Yusuke's that's where they'd go. If Kurama wanted to spar and blow off some steam, Hiei would go with him too. Hell had frozen over again. Hiei's heart was overflowing with his feelings and the desire to comfort and protect Kurama. Kurama sensed Hiei on the roof and allowed him his distance; it gave him time to think. Kurama threw the bag over the wall around their garden and onto the sidewalk, before nimbly leaping over it. He shouldered it once more and pulled the hoodie further over his face, tucking wisps of hair back into it. Kurama started for Yusuke's. He didn't feel much like training, right now. When they returned to Yusuke's apartment, Hiei unlocked the front door using the jagan. After making their way inside, it became obvious that Yusuke was still asleep, so Hiei settled on the couch with Kurama. After today, the fox could probably use some relaxation. Kurama could definitely go with that. He dropped the heavy bag with a sigh, and tugged off the hot hoodie. Kurama didn't feel like changing clothes again - not yet, anyway, maybe in a minute - and instead just went to cuddle up with Hiei on the couch. There were a few blood spatters on his borrowed white shirt from Yusuke's hand injury, yesterday, but Kurama didn't really care. They'd both had clothes in worse conditions than a few stains. Hiei smiled at Kurama. He reached out and held Kurama's hand. He wondered what Kurama wanted to do now. Hiei planted kisses across each of Kurama's knuckles. He smirked up at the kitsune. Kurama hmph'ed quietly to himself and just gathered Hiei up into his arms, curling over him. Red hair spilled over his shoulder and onto Hiei's as he nuzzled into Hiei's hair, getting comfortable. Maybe a nap would be nice. Hiei was pulled into Kurama's arms. He curled up and pressed his forehead against Kurama's. He wrapped his arms around Kurama's neck in an embrace. He wasn't sure whether Kurama wanted kisses or something else. Kurama was asleep in another moment, feeling lazy and comforted, his head pillowed against Hiei's hair. His full weight was pressed between the couch back and Hiei's shoulder, but he could easily be shifted off if it was uncomfortable. Hiei nuzzled into Kurama's embrace and fell fast asleep.
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When Yusuke awoke he was alone in the guest bed. He stood up, and stretched. Walking out of the guest room he spotted Kurama and Hiei curled up on the couch. They had clearly gone out somewhere and picked something up. No wonder they were so exhausted. Kurama murmured softly in his sleep, snuffling at Hiei's hair affectionately. He resettled, slightly, hugging Hiei to himself like an oversized doll, still draped over him. Yusuke watched them for a few moments and sighed. They were just too cute. The best way to wake them up was probably to cook some sort of dinner. Yusuke began to cook some curry. Hiei slowly began to open his eyes once he spelled the spices. Kurama had noticed it, as well. He nosed Hiei's cheek as he felt him wake up. Yusuke was likely cooking them dinner. He climbed off of Hiei and stretched, hands over his head, and glanced towards the kitchen. Kurama wandered over to Yusuke's side, leaning his chin on Yusuke's shoulder to watch him cook. "You're quite talented, when it comes to cooking, aren't you?" He'd never quite thought about it so much, before Yusuke started working at the ramen stand. "Well...ever since I started working at the ramen stand, I stopped eating out as much." Yusuke said with a grin looking over at Kurama. Hiei was nearby almost immediately. Hiei really hoped that the curry was spicy. He couldn't remember whether or not Kurama preferred spicy curry. Yusuke noticed that Hiei was giving Kurama a quizzical look. That was a little odd. Kurama nodded, at Yusuke's explanation. It made quite a lot of sense, really. He cast an amused glance at Hiei, and wondered if Hiei was thinking of Yukina's curry. Kurama wasn't quite ready to burn his tastebuds off, on something like that, but he did enjoy a little kick to his curries. As he wasn't quite as good a cook as Yusuke, Kurama usually chose the mild, pre-made curry roux and added curry powder later on; sweet and hot - delicious. "I'm guessing this isn't like Yukina's curry?" Kurama chuckled, nosing back into Yusuke's shoulder as he peered once more into the pot. Yusuke grinned at him. "No, Yukina's curry knocks people out." Yusuke said with a laugh. "I think Hiei wants it spicier." Kurama added this redundant fact a tad absentmindedly, even though Hiei had just said something to that effect. "Of course he does." Yusuke added a few more spices and stirred it a few more times. Once he had finished it, he put it on three separate plates over some rice. Yusuke tasted it and decided it tasted good-just a tad too hot. He made sure to get them all glasses of water. Hiei sat down at the table munching happily. It could have been much hotter, but it was acceptable. Kurama chuckled at the sight of Hiei so delighted. He strode over to his own plate and started in with not quite so much gusto. It was very good, of course. Besides the fact it was Yusuke, he and Hiei had been truly lucky to find someone who was willing to make so many meals for them. Kurama grinned across the table at Hiei. Most of Kurama's experience had been making things for his mother; he'd gotten in the habit when he was sick and just kept doing it to make things easier on her. He was a passable cook, himself, but Yusuke just made it into the art form it truly was. And good food with good company was always the best, anyway. Hiei was eying Kurama. Yusuke was a really good cook. Hiei was glad to have so many meals. Hiei was sure Kurama was a good cook too. Hiei beamed at Kurama watching him eat. After he finished the curry he would need to kiss Kurama for dessert, because Kurama's kisses were the sweetest. Yusuke was surprised to sit down in silence, but Kurama and Hiei were clearly communicating. They were looking at each other and smiling. They were both beaming at each other. Kurama sent Hiei a flat look, at the flattery, raising a brow. He was all right, but no match for Yusuke, clearly. Kurama had to chuckle at the comment about kissing, and shook his head. Then he noticed something lacking from the conversation, and blinked slightly towards Yusuke. "You're being awfully quiet, Yusuke. Is something the matter?" Yusuke raised his eyebrow at Kurama. "Huh? Neither of you have said anything since you sat down." Yusuke observed. He had been watching them. Their entire communication had been flirty eyebrows and the occasional cute glance toward one another. "Are you both feeling alright." Realization swept over Hiei's face and he flushed. Kurama stared at Yusuke, taken aback, his tone incredulous. "What?" He missed Hiei's facial reaction but heard his comment. Kurama blinked, again. Were they... No, that was ridiculous. He moved his stare to Hiei, blinking a third time. "No, we're fine..." He felt fine, at least. Kurama frowned a bit, in thought. They hadn't been speaking aloud? But then – Yusuke grinned. "Seriously...you guys haven't been talking at all." Hiei's mind swore loudly, and he ate the curry even more rapidly. Kurama sweatdropped, at the swearing. He glanced at Yusuke - who didn't show any reaction to the cursing at all - then back to Hiei. Hiei's mouth was full with curry, and Kurama was just realizing that it hadn't moved. Yusuke watched Kurama's expression toward Hiei. "See, you reacted to something, but Hiei didn't say anything at all." Hiei didn't mind sharing his most intimate thoughts and feelings with Kurama, but the fact that he had probably been doing it all day today, by accident was very embarrassing. Kurama'd heard of this happening between demons, of course, but it was quite rare. "Ah..." He shot a mild glare at Hiei, for leaving him to explain it. Kurama sighed, and closed his eyes; he wasn't really angry, anyway. It was just a tad discomfiting, to know their thoughts had been on display to each other without either of them realizing it. Well, at least now it made sense why they had seemed so in-sync, all day. "I think we're communicating telepathically." Kurama explained in a slightly impatient tone; he seemed to be the last to know, and absolutely hated feeling like that. Sensing Kurama's annoyance, Hiei inadvertently apologized telepathically to Kurama. He did it out of habit, before realizing what he was doing. Once he realized he stopped himself, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. No wonder expressing himself was so easy today. Kurama was literally reading his mind. Yusuke nodded. He remembered the first time he had encountered Kurama they had talked telepathically. "So you guys spent all day reading each other's minds?" Yusuke grinned. It was actually fairly cute of them. Kurama brushed aside the apology; it wasn't needed, as he wasn't truly angry at Hiei. He sighed again, gazing towards Hiei with reluctant acceptance. Kurama tried to give him a reassuring smile; he felt very exposed, like this. Well, it was just Hiei; it'd be fine. He didn't make a habit of hiding things from him, anyway. Kurama gave Yusuke a flat look, for his grin. Some of his humor was beginning to come back, at how delighted Yusuke seemed at all of this, and Kurama's smile turned a bit truer. "Apparently so." Kurama lamented this aloud, for Yusuke's benefit, and returned both his gaze and attention to his plate of curry. "Although this means we'll be able to have entire conversations you don't know about, Yusuke. I really don't think you're in a position to be celebrating that." Those last comments had been delivered lightheartedly enough, Kurama shooting a darkly teasing side-glance towards Yusuke. An impish smirk pulled at a corner of his mouth. Yusuke grinned. "Oh, the better to tease me with." Yusuke laughed. Hiei couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment and exposure. The fear of rejection started to bloom in his mind. Hiei visibly began to look even more uncomfortable. He stopped eating the curry, so Yusuke knew something weird was happening. He wasn't quite sure what. "Are you alright, Hiei? Is anything wrong with the curry?" Yusuke reached out and grabbed Hiei's hand squeezing affectionately. Kurama sensed it and stood up immediately, walking around to the other side of the table to embrace Hiei from behind. He leaned his chin on Hiei's hair, nuzzling there as he held him around the shoulders, comfortingly. "It's not the curry." Kurama mumbled for Yusuke's benefit. He wouldn't say anything about Hiei's emotions if Hiei didn't want Yusuke to know, though. Now conscious of it, Kurama let his feelings reach towards Hiei's mind; acceptance, devotion and that Hiei was safe with him and wouldn't be abandoned. Kurama was a bit startled at how intense they felt, but hoped that sharing them eased some of Hiei's anxiety. Yusuke squeezing his hand seemed to ground Hiei. Yusuke traced circles around Hiei's hand. "It's alright." Yusuke whispered. The intensity of Kurama's emotions surprised Hiei. He had seemed initially so unsure, but today they were intense and vivid. He leaned into Kurama's arms. Gradually he began to push the fear of rejection to the corner of his mind. It was still there, but not at the forefront. Kurama nosed at Hiei affectionately, holding him closer as Hiei leaned into him. He pushed the vague unease aside; it would be all right. They would all help each other, and it would be fine. Kurama cast a warm, if slightly uncertain, glance at Yusuke over Hiei's head. His emotions were certain, but adjusting to the depth of them would take some time. Yusuke smiled at Kurama. He was certain they'd be ok. Occasionally Hiei's emotions would flare. When that happened it was very difficult for the youkai to calm down. Yet Kurama had been so affectionate that Hiei couldn't help but calm down. Hiei slowly went back to eating his curry. He tried to encourage Kurama to do the same. He felt bad about interrupting the kitsune's meal with his anxiety. Yusuke's smile was very reassuring. Kurama peered fondly down at Hiei as he started to eat, again, and leaned to kiss his cheek. It was fine, really. The food would still be there. But sensing Hiei wanted a bit of time without being coddled, Kurama pulled away and strode back over to his plate to finish his own curry. Hiei continued to eat his curry. He was trying to keep his emotions in check. He felt a deep reassuring warmth from both of them. He tried to focus on that for now. Yusuke was not telepathic, but he had picked up on Hiei's feelings amazingly quickly. Yusuke grinned at the two of them. "I just can't get over how cute both of you are." His eyes sparkled. Kurama hmph'ed at him, shooting a droll glare over at Yusuke as he ate. "First we're scary, now we're cute." He shook his head, but couldn't help the fond smile that began to leak out. He wondered what Yusuke would think of them plotting Minamino Shuichi's death and had to smirk. Yusuke finished his curry, and smiled warmly at Kurama. "You're just so tender when you take care of Hiei." The way Yusuke said that and looked at Kurama, made Hiei feel warm and affectionate. Kurama's ears felt warm, at that. He turned back to his food, trying to hide it. Hiei finished his curry and cleaned up the rest of the plates. Hiei sat down on the couch, and Yusuke sat beside him. "Hiei, do you think you could use the Jagan to read my mind?" . Kurama wandered over to join them by the couch; leaning on the backrest with his elbows, bent over to do so and gazing first at Yusuke, then Hiei, then back to Yusuke, looking curious. "Yeah. Why?" Hiei raised a quizzical brow, as did Kurama, after a beat. "What did you have in mind?" Kurama asked, patiently. Somehow, it sounded slightly suspicious. "Will you read it?" Yusuke asked. Hiei had gotten accustomed to sitting on Kurama, and wanted to climb onto his lap now. He ignored the thought and looked to Yusuke, rolling his eyes. "Fine." Yusuke pictured that time in the hotspring when he had mistakenly pulled Hiei in between himself and Kurama. He remembered their position. He remembered Hiei leaning up and nibbling on Kurama's earlobe to get free, and Kurama's expression when that happened. Kurama stared at Yusuke, blankly. What was the point of that memory, right now? Why had Yusuke wanted Hiei to see it again? He didn't understand why it seemed so important. Hiei flushed bright red remembering that moment. Well, that was embarrassing. Yusuke looked really amused with himself. "How about this?" Yusuke asked curiously. Yusuke had conjured an image of a flushed Hiei bound with vines. Hiei was immediately aroused. He let go of Yusuke's mind but the image still lingered for a moment. It was arousing. Hiei glared at Yusuke. "You pervert!" In spite of the glare, Hiei's mind was awash with nothing but affection and arousal. He wasn't distressed, just surprised by the sudden mental image. Kurama blinked at Hiei's emotions, and leaned his chin against his hand, looking down at him curiously. He smirked, at the next mental image, and raised an eyebrow towards Yusuke, shifting his focus. "Your imagination certainly is very vivid." Kurama commented, sounding amused. He decided not to out Hiei's emotions, but he couldn't help but keep his smirk. Such innocent kinks. He felt his mind wandering to his own past sexual experiences as a youko; the more unorthodox ones, at that. Physically, Kurama gave none of this away, expression just seeming lost and distracted in innocent thoughts. Hiei's arousal got even worse. "Kurama..." Hiei grumbled. They were both terrible teases. He pulled one of Yusuke's throw pillows into his lap and refused to move. He looked around. They both really were just going to leave him like this. How terrible. Kurama had kept his expression innocent and Yusuke was being all suggestive. Yusuke grinned. Hiei was being so cute. "However shall we help you, Hiei?" Yusuke teased in a sing- song voice. He softly rubbed one of Hiei's shoulders. "Hm?" Kurama blinked, refocusing on the present. He took one look at Hiei and sweatdropped. "Ah, sorry. Maybe some mental barriers would be a good idea..." Kurama mused, gazing fondly at Hiei and lifting a hand to ruffle his hair in apology. He leaned to kiss his cheek, keeping his thoughts carefully unappealing as he worked to create the beginnings of a mental barrier in his own head, simply for privacy's sake and so Hiei wouldn't suffer his straying thoughts. Now that they were both aware of it, it shouldn't be hard to know where to put the barriers so only purposeful messages and powerful emotions slipped through. Hiei's preference was slow, sensual and gentle lovemaking. All the times had had done it before, he never really got to slow down and enjoy it. These two were ridiculous. The addition of toys and restraints and extra kinky stuff was definitely something Hiei was going to need to warm up to. Kurama hadn't constructed the mental blocks yet. So undoubtedly the fox knew all of Hiei's preferences. Hiei silently cursed to himself. Yusuke grinned and wrapped both arms around the youkai pulling him closer. Kurama was focused inwardly as Hiei was thinking these thoughts, so he didn't catch them. Besides that, he didn't wish to pry into Hiei's private affairs. Kurama would rather hear Hiei's preferences from him, than through seeing them in Hiei's head without his consent. He hoped Hiei could feel that from him. It was getting a little harder to pick up his stray thoughts, so Kurama wasn't sure if Hiei could still hear him. It was better that way, though; they'd likely drive each other insane if it were completely unrestricted all the time. Kurama's cheeks warmed, slightly; it had been a nice day today, despite the downsides... Hiei was glad. If Kurama had noticed his embarrassing thoughts he didn't say anything. It had been nice to share their emotions, thoughts and feelings for a day. They had made a lot of progress on planning Shuichi's disappearance. Hiei was shaken from his thoughts by Yusuke trailing his hand down the front of Hiei's pants. Hiei almost moaned. He grabbed Yusuke's wrist. It was very clear that the youkai just wanted a cuddle. Yusuke sighed. He really wanted to fool around, but Hiei just seemed to want snuggles. Yusuke was fine with moving slow. He kissed Hiei's flushed ear and nuzzled his hair. Kurama stirred, focusing outwardly again now that some healthy barriers had been put up. He blinked and noticed the scene before him with a smile. Out of nowhere, Botan popped into existence in front of the couch and Kurama stared. She didn't seem to notice the other two, for a moment. "Hi, hi~! I come bringing great news from Reikai! Koenma-sa - " She stopped short, just realizing how close Hiei and Yusuke were. Her jaw dropped in surprise. Kurama gave her a little wave from his place leaning behind the couch, trying to dispel the awkwardness as he sweatdropped a bit. "Hello, Botan." Hiei jumped, clearly startled by Botan. At this point Yusuke was used to Botan just appearing anywhere. Since Botan had started seeing Keiko she did this to him a lot. She would always appear in the most awkward times. Yusuke grinned. "Hi Botan!" Seeing her jaw drop, Yusuke smiled even more. "Most of the time he's on Kurama's lap." Hiei grumbled in embarrassment, but didn't move. "Don't worry, we take turns." He added. Hiei, annoyed, turned and whacked Yusuke with a different throw pillow very hard, but still hadn't moved from his lap. Botan had hearts for eyes. "That's sooo cute!" She squealed, scurrying over to pat Hiei's cheeks, full of energy and bounciness. "I'm so happy for you!" Botan gushed, hugging Hiei briefly around the neck. Hiei growled, but Botan was so excited that she ignored it and patted his cheeks and hugged him anyway. Yusuke laughed hugging Hiei tighter so he didn't attack the reaper. A lot of people had been calling him cute lately and he wasn't sure he liked it. Well...it was okay when Kurama said it. Botan then switched, to hug Yusuke - Kurama luckily escaped, ducking away in time. He chuckled, partly at her and partly at Yusuke's nonchalance about her sudden arrival. "Ah - thank you." Kurama's ears were slightly pink. He coughed into his hand, clearing his throat. "About the videotape?" Kurama asked, expression sobering. Botan gave a V-sign. "All good news! You're allowed to view it, but only in Reikai. Koenma-sama made a special exception for you, Kurama. He figured we could really use your help since we have no idea why the attack happened or from whom." Botan sighed, glumly hanging her head. "I'm sorry we can't do more." Kurama waved off her apologies, smiling kindly but his eyes had gone cold with thoughts of vengeance. "Please don't worry; I'd rather see it myself anyway. I really appreciate you asking him. Would tomorrow morning work?" Kurama was very focused and moved on quickly, but - maybe from the way he said it - it didn't feel like an interrogation. Botan nodded hurriedly. "Yes, absolutely." Kurama smiled, then. "Would Hiei be able to accompany me? He'd be a great comfort..." Those green eyes were pleading. No one still in any plane of existence had managed to refuse them, yet. Botan practically melted, at Kurama's question, and clasped her hands together over her chest. "Oh, of course! I'll make sure Koenma-sama understands!" Hiei looked over at Botan, his voice serious. "There is one other matter that I must discuss with you, but I'll save it for tomorrow." Hiei didn't want to panic the detective. "What is it, Hiei?" Yusuke asked. "It doesn't concern you." Yusuke grinned. He bet he could pry the answer out of the the youkai later. Hiei wanted to reach out and squeeze Kurama's hand, but he knew he couldn't reach from where he was sitting. Botan blinked at Hiei, tilting her head. She pouted, leaning in and wagging her finger at him. "Mou! You shouldn't keep secrets from your lovers, Hiei!" Her eyes were chastising; it was hard to be afraid of him when he was surrounded by pillows and Yusuke kept grinning. Kurama didn't seem worried, either. Noting that dangerous line of questioning, Kurama smoothly intervened. "It's not a secret; it's a surprise." Kurama beamed at her, hopefully ending that argument. No, Yusuke really shouldn't find out about what they were planning until it was already in the works. Or, unless Hiei agreed it was the right time to clue him in. Until then, Kurama would hold the line. Yusuke grinned at the word surprise. He loved surprises. "Oh! Is it a sexy surprise?" Yusuke's eyes got even cuter. Hiei blushed and looked away. "If it was a sexy surprise I wouldn't discuss it with Botan or Koenma." Hiei growled. Yusuke cuddled him even more. Hiei was just too cute. "He's not my lover!" Hiei snarled. Yusuke smirked poking Hiei's nose. "Not yet." Yusuke couldn't suppress a laugh. "Besides...the night is young." He grinned. "You may even become Kurama's lover too." Hiei grabbed the throw pillow and held it over Yusuke's face. "Tell me when he's dead." Hiei definitely wasn't pushing hard enough for Yusuke to be hurt. Yusuke dramatically feigned death and then mumbled. "Dead." Kurama had to laugh; their antics were ridiculous. He smiled at Botan. "Let us know if you see Yusuke unexpectedly pop up in the afterlife, yes?" Botan grinned and nodded. "I'll send him right back to you." She cooed, giggling, pink eyes bright. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow morning! Don't have too much fun~" Botan pulled her kitty face with a 'meow' as she disappeared. Kurama heaved an inward sigh of relief once she had gone - oh, she was lovely, of course. Just a lot of energy to deal with, all at once. He glanced towards the two troublemakers on the couch, raising an eyebrow at Hiei's playfulness. It truly was a sight to behold. Hiei grinned. "Dead men don't talk." Yusuke groaned. "What about zombies?" Yusuke mimed rising from the dead and then hugged Hiei tighter playfully biting his cheek like he was a zombie. "Not even Kurama can save you from becoming a zombie." Hiei feigned fear. "Will I share your terrible taste in cinema?" "Ow! Low blow!" Yusuke broke character and began to tickle Hiei. Hiei tried to suppress laughter, but it was leaking out. Intent on getting Yusuke to stop, Hiei shouted. "Dragon of the Darkness-!" Yusuke immediately let go and dove for cover. Hiei looked on amused. Hiei didn't use any of his spirit energy but the words alone were enough to make Yusuke stop tickling. Kurama had shaken his head and gone to drag his bag of keepsakes and clothes into the guest bedroom.There, he gathered up the pajamas he'd been using here and went to take a shower while they played; he'd had enough of being in yesterday's training clothes. In the bathroom, he reflected on his and Hiei's plans for tomorrow, and sighed; there'd be no going back, by then, but he was resolved. It was the only way. And if he found out someone had planned it... Kurama's eyes darkened. They would pay. Yusuke and Hiei continued to mess around. Yusuke's hands were under Hiei's shirt by the time Hiei finally put the brakes on it. If they were going to fool around, Hiei wanted Kurama there. Plus, tomorrow looked so grim. Kurama definitely wasn't going to be in the mood. Yusuke decided to wash everything up from dinner, and Hiei decided to snoop through more of Yusuke's movie collection. Kurama wandered out of the bathroom and curled up into a corner of the couch, leaning an elbow against an armrest with one of the previously-abused pillows clutched to his chest. He absently watched Hiei look for a halfway-acceptable movie amidst all the romcoms; maybe Yusuke would have some action ones? Kurama really didn't expect Yusuke to have anything in the intellectual genre, but maybe he was wrong. He didn't know how he felt about tomorrow, but at least he wasn't alone. At least there were people who still cared about him, as negligent as he'd been about keeping up his friendships with them. He hid a sad smile against the pillow, thoughts traveling far away. Hiei noticed immediately that Kurama seemed stressed. Hiei climbed up onto the couch with Kurama. "Yusuke, do you have the ingredients to make Inarizushi?" Hiei asked trying to cheer Kurama up. Yusuke paused for a moment as he thought. "I do. I'll go make some." Yusuke smiled at both of them. Kurama shot Hiei a mild look; he didn't need pity. It was fine to feel sad, now and then. He managed a smile so Hiei wouldn't worry - doing his best - and reached out to pull him into his lap, replacing him with the pillow. Kurama sighed into Hiei's hair. "Did you find anything that wasn't a romcom?" He had to ask. Hiei let Kurama pull him into his lap, and smiled at the kitsune. He pressed his forehead to Kurama's. Hiei could hear Yusuke preparing rice in the kitchen. His hands wrapped around Kurama's shoulders embracing them. "Only porn." Hiei whispered chuckling darkly. "Hmph." Kurama scoffed quietly, closing his eyes and gathering Hiei close. He sighed, nosing at his cheek but still feeling down. Once Yusuke had finished the Inarizushi, he paraded into the living room feeling accomplished. "I've never made this before, so I hope you like it." He said beaming at Kurama. Hiei was snuggled closely and wasn't going to move. "Try some." As though Kurama could refuse such a thing, made especially for him. Kurama tried to smile up at Yusuke, but it was starting to feel forced, so he let it drop with a sigh. He plucked one of the offered inarizushi from the plate. "Thank you. I'm sure it's fine." Kurama said quietly, taking a bite and looking away. From that expression, Yusuke couldn't tell whether Kurama had liked it or not. He was a bit disappointed. The food was probably fine, but Kurama would be difficult to cheer up. These next few days were going to be difficult for them. Hiei was still planning out the fire and trying to think of the proper chemical to use to start the fire. He still needed to write the note when they got to Reikai. He didn't want to risk Yusuke seeing it. It really was quite good. Kurama tried to muster more praise, but it just wasn't going to happen. His thoughts were in Reikai with that tape; maybe he was steeling himself for it, numbing himself a bit. "I'm sorry, it's fine." Kurama reached out and snagged Yusuke's wrist, tugging at him to come over, gently. He didn't want to make him spill the rest of the plate, after all. Hiei was like a life-size plush in his arms, but for some reason it wasn't enough. Kurama sighed, letting go of Yusuke's hand and managing a dull glance up at him, mouth quirking in wry humor. "Why don't you pick the absolute corniest romcom you have in your collection, hm? We'll watch it. Not Titanic again." Kurama warned, sounding a little more like himself, towards the end. Yusuke laughed. "Probably, Bridget Jone's Diary...oh...or maybe Sleepless in Seattle...actually a lot of them are really corny." Hiei shifted slightly so Yusuke could also sit in Kurama's lap and fit in his arms. Yusuke wrapped an arm around Kurama and the other arm around Hiei. He chuckled. Hiei leaned in to kiss Kurama on the cheek, so Yusuke decided to do that same. They both ended up kissing him on opposite cheeks. Yusuke couldn't help but giggle at the sheer cuteness. Kurama blinked at the double-kisses, then sweatdropping with a sigh as he closed his eyes. "You're both ridiculous." Kurama offered, lightly whacking them on the back of their heads. Kurama put his arms around them both, anyway. Now Yusuke couldn't get up to get his movie. Well, it was fine. This was better. Kurama pulled them close. It was a bit crowded for all of them on the couch, but it was very nice and cuddly. Yusuke smiled at both of them. "I wish there was a way for me to kiss both of you at the same time." Hiei chuckled darkly and nuzzled Kurama's face. Kurama 'hmph'ed softly to that, and closed his eyes, trying to allow himself to bask in the comforting presences. Tomorrow and beyond - the ruse, procuring a suit for his youko self's sizes, casting an illusion to hide his tail and ears, the funeral - was heavy on his mind, and he didn't want to weigh them both down with his thoughts. So Kurama opted for silence, trying to let the others enjoy the closeness even though his mind was drifting elsewhere. It was so much to plan; it had to be perfect. There was no room for mistakes. Hiei yawned and nuzzled Kurama's face. He tried to transmit his feeling of contentment to his friend. He knew at this point it was going to be difficult to relax him. Hiei remembered the time before they broke into the Spirit World vault. Kurama had planned down to every detail. He probably hadn't slept well the night before either. Yusuke smiled at the two of them. "Did you guys want to move to the bedroom? There's more space..." Kurama leaned into that nuzzling, still distracted. It took him a moment to realize Yusuke had spoken, and he sent a faint smile towards him. "Ah, yes. Of course." He was considering staying out here, actually, and made no move to get up. Kurama didn't want to keep them awake. His mind was too busy for sleep tonight, he was starting to realize. Yusuke saw that Hiei was already asleep. He would be easy enough to move but they were so comfortable on the couch together. "You know, I'm no telepath, but I can tell something is on your mind. I know you don't want to talk about it, but if you need anything I'm here." Yusuke chuckled. "The other day, Keiko talked to me and I realized something. She is the only human I'll ever love." Yusuke knew that sometimes talking about your problems distracted others from theirs. "We have a limited time, so I have to cherish it. I won't be able to grow old with her, but I can still grow with her." Yusuke smiled. "Keiko is just so happy right now that you and Hiei are like me...because you two can understand me and show me things that she can't." Kurama peered at Yusuke from the corner of his eye, feeling a little ashamed he'd been so obvious about his conflict. He adjusted Hiei, who was now a dead, asleep weight against his arm. Kurama gazed at Hiei as he listened to Yusuke's words. He had worried about that, with Shiori; Yusuke's concerns were extremely relatable. Kurama absently brushed Hiei's bangs away from his headband as Yusuke continued. Eventually, Kurama sighed, eyes closing. "I'll plan to attend the funeral in my youko form. I'd like for you to tell the others, that they can attend, if they would wish." He said, quietly. "I'll hide the ears and tail with an illusion, but I'll need to get a suit that fits that form. Maybe you can help me with that?" Kurama asked, shooting a small, warm smile towards Yusuke as he looked at him, eyes deep and green and sad. Yusuke smiled up at Kurama and let out a small chuckle. "Sure, I'll get Keiko to come by and take your measurements. I have no idea how to do stuff like that." Yusuke grinned. Kurama had gotten taller since the last time Yusuke had seen him. "Have you thought about what you are going to wear to Yukina's wedding?" Yusuke said with a grin. "I'm taking Keiko, but Yukina talked your boyfriend into wearing gray. Not friggin' black." Yusuke teased with a smile. Kurama rolled his eyes, at the 'boyfriend' comment, and had to tease Yusuke, just a little. "Why do you like throwing around that word so much?" He asked, amused, nuzzling at Yusuke's forehead. Yusuke laughed. "It's just a word, but it describes your relationship with Hiei. Think about it. Hiei is more than a friend, but not quite a lover...yet." Yusuke teased and pondered for a moment. "Actually, I guess that describes all three of us. You probably don't remember because of Youko, but after we danced and kissed the first time, I called Hiei over..." Yusuke remembered. "...I was trying to tease him so I said 'come kiss your boyfriend,' he looked confused and asked 'which one?' He had been drinking but it was still definitely cute and accurate." When Kurama was sad like this, Yusuke would try to lighten the mood. "Can you believe it, Hiei in colors other than black?" Yusuke could read the conflict on Kurama's face, it reminded him of the time he thought Genkai had died. It was haunting. "It's hard to give up a life I've become accustomed to, but without Shiori to hold me to it..." Kurama glanced away, then, expression growing resolved. "Her last words were for me to live a thousand more years. She accepted me as though nothing had changed, as though I was still her son after keeping this from her, for so long." "I think Shiori always knew you were special. She just didn't know how or why." Yusuke smiled up at him. "There were a lot of things that you kept from her to protect her, and her love for you was always unconditional. Keiko knew that I would outlive her, and she was more concerned about protecting me." Yusuke remembered dying and watching over Keiko. "You know, she's probably watching over you. When I was hit by the car, I watched over Keiko and Kuwabara. I sometimes appeared in their dreams. When you go to sleep, you might be able to call to her if you try." Yusuke suggested. Keiko had done it to him when she was asleep. Kurama's eyes withdrew, at the mention of Shiori watching over him, and Kurama pulled back, looking away. He'd seen her pass on, a ferry girl at her side, so he doubted she was lingering, as Yusuke had. She was gone, but it was all right; at least they had gotten to say goodbye. "I can't live my life in a cage, Yusuke. Minamino Shuichi is that cage." With Kurama's last statement, Yusuke was able to put everything together. Hiei and Kurama were going to fake Shuichi's death. At first Yusuke was upset, but then he understood why. Yusuke leaned in and kissed Kurama. Kurama's eyes widened at the kiss, unshed tears in the corners of them and Kurama choked back a sudden sob, welling up at the depth of Yusuke's empathy. He leaned more into the kiss, eyes closing as those tears escaped down his cheeks and he cupped Yusuke's face with one tender palm. Kurama was amazed that Yusuke understood his reasoning so thoroughly and intuitively, when Kurama had mentioned nothing of it at all. When they broke the kiss, Yusuke looked in Kurama's eyes. Crying and sobbing in these situations were perfectly normal and to be expected. Hell, he almost cried a river over Genkai. Yusuke reached up and wiped away Kurama's tears with his calloused fingers. "Don't lose the human part of yourself, your mother gave that to you, but..." Yusuke hoped the kiss conveyed his acceptance. "...you need to break out of that cage, so you can be free." He pressed his forehead to Kurama's. "All of you." Kurama shook his head, the back of his throat tightening. "I could never lose it." Kurama whispered, voice wavering. "It's the last part of her I still have." Green eyes slivered open, shimmering with gratitude and heartache. Kurama breathed shakily against him, taking comfort in Yusuke's scent as his eyes closed again, their foreheads pressed together. "I know." Yusuke smiled softly stroking Kurama's cheek. "It's going to take a lot for you to find where you want to be, but I promise I'll always be here to help you. I'll do whatever I can, and if I can't..." Yusuke looked over at Hiei. "...that little gremlin will do it, because he loves you too." Yusuke beamed. "Thank you." Kurama ducked to kiss Yusuke as he said this, his appreciation driving it deeper than the others with Yusuke had been. Kurama just couldn't think of any other way to properly express his thanks; it was easier to demonstrate without words, sometimes. His chest hurt, but Yusuke had somehow managed to mix a warm happiness in there, as well - he was remarkable. The kiss surprised Yusuke, he leaned into it and continued to gently run his fingers over Kurama's cheek, banishing any tear that might fall. The seriousness of his feelings almost caught him off guard. Kurama leaned into Yusuke's hands, sighing as he broke this next kiss, and leaned his forehead onto Yusuke's shoulder. He curled closer to him, trying to get as near as possible without disturbing Hiei, who was still in his lap. It was comforting, in a way Hiei couldn't be, for Yusuke to indulge him like this. Kurama sniffled softly, shifting a bit to press his eyes against the strong curve of Yusuke's shoulder. He was otherwise silent, but a few more tears made their way out to dampen Yusuke's shirt. Yusuke held Kurama close as they silently drifted off to sleep.
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Yusuke's alarm went off at about 5 AM. Hiei woke up immediately, he knew that he and Kurama had a long day ahead of them. Yusuke woke up a few seconds after Hiei and silenced the alarm snuggling up into Kurama's arm. "5 more minutes..." Hiei snorted and shook Yusuke awake. "Not today." Kurama blinked blearily, looking over at Yusuke and smiling happily, nosing in to give him a kiss. Then he leaned over to Hiei and did the same, nuzzling gently. Botan had said she'd be by in the morning, so they had some time yet - not that Kurama was in any state to be realizing that. He was blissfully warm and surrounded by the two best people in the world, to him. Kurama settled for cuddling them in his half-awake morning state instead of shooing them to get ready - as he would have done if he were fully awake. "Piss off." Yusuke swore cuddling Kurama closer. Hiei smiled, a few more minutes with these two couldn't hurt. When the alarm began to go off again, Yusuke turned it off this time and cuddled with the two of them. Hiei immediately drifted back into sleep. Yusuke followed a few minutes later. Kurama yawned once they both fell asleep, his stomach complaining loudly. He extricated himself absently but thoroughly, on a mission to appease it, and meandered towards the fridge. Luckily there was some cereal as he certainly wasn't in any state to cook. When Kurama got up, Yusuke and Hiei shifted closer together, so they could cuddle. Yusuke's arms wrapped around Hiei and Hiei's arms wrapped around Yusuke. Kurama woke up more after the meal and glanced at the clock; 5:30. He sweatdropped, and headed back over to attempt to prod them awake. Yusuke had work, didn't he? And Botan would be coming sometime this morning; he and Hiei had to prepare their plan, as they couldn't take anything with them to Reikai as spirits. "Cut it out, gremlin." Yusuke yawned, at the prodding; he did not want to wake up. Whoever he was holding onto was comfortable. "Shut up, oaf." Hiei retorted sleepily. Kurama raised an eyebrow, wishing he could take a picture and later use it for blackmail. He smirked, but then shook his head, expression softening. He leaned in, just over their heads, and whispered. "Time to get up, now. Unless you want me to use any means necessary." Kurama beamed, vaguely threatening despite the sweet tone. Hiei and Yusuke wrestled for a moment. "Do your worst, gremlin." Yusuke said wrapping his arms tighter around Hiei. It seemed like Yusuke thought that Hiei was the one trying to wake him up. The youkai snorted and burried his face into Yusuke's chest. One arm was lazily draped over Yusuke's waist. Neither of them seemed to be in a waking up sort of mood. Kurama sighed and went back to the kitchen. He returned with a full glass of water and a towel for the couch, then proceeded to unceremoniously dump the water over the both of them. His expression was unrepentant and maybe channeling a bit of schadenfreude. Hiei and Yusuke were both abruptly awakened by water being splashed in their face. Hiei jumped and Yusuke swore. Hiei growled and immediately made his way to the bathroom slamming the door behind him. That water was way too cold and he needed a shower to warm himself up. Yusuke looked sleepily at Kurama. "HOLY SHIT. I'm going to be late!" Kurama heaved another sigh and mercifully tossed Yusuke the towel under his arm as he rushed to get up, green eyes closed. "You're welcome." Kurama commented, not expecting to be heard but having just enough snark in him to say it anyway. Yusuke accepted the towel from Kurama and ran into his bedroom throwing on his uniform as fast as he could. He kissed Kurama on the cheek and ran out the door. "Thanks!" Kurama blinked after him and had to smile, just a bit, shaking his head. He closed and locked the door behind Yusuke, then turned to deal with any splashback remaining on the couch with another towel. He was still smiling a bit, though. Yusuke was so hard to hold a grudge against. Hiei set the water to an almost scalding temperature. He needed to do something to counteract the cold water. Just warm enough to wake up the fire youkai. Botan would be there shortly so he tried to wash up as fast as possible. Kurama decided to sit on the couch - the side that was drier - and leaned slightly back on it. Astral projection was simple enough, but he needed to get everything straight in his head to be sure he executed his tasks in the proper order. Having Hiei in the room with him while he watched the video might not be a good idea... Ah, but would Hiei accept anything less than that? Kurama chuckled to himself; likely not. Hiei'd become so protective of him, lately. It was very sweet. Once Hiei was finished showering he left the bathroom, grumbling to himself about Yusuke being impossible to wake up and how cold the water was. He was still toweling off his hair. This could take a while. Kurama heard him grumbling, and looked over his shoulder at Hiei. He grinned a bit. "You can't use fire-ki to dry it quicker?" Kurama half-wondered, half-teased in the direction of the irate little demon. "It gets too...frizzy if I do it that way." Hiei answered. Whenever he took a bath or a shower, he preferred to just let his hair air dry. He made his way to the guest room and put on a pair of black pants and a black sweater. His hair still wasn't entirely dry so he kept trying to towel it off. Kurama was, quite frankly, astonished that Hiei worried about - of all things - frizziness. Luckily Hiei left the room quickly enough that he didn't see Kurama's expression. By the time he came back, Kurama's face had returned to normal. "I see." Kurama offered gravely, betraying no amusement in his voice, whatsoever. When his hair got too frizzy it was unmanageable, and stuck out even more than usual. Hiei's hair was mostly dry. That was as good as it was going to get anyway. Hiei raised an eyebrow at Kurama's amusement. Hiei felt a little bit like a wet cat. Kurama smiled innocently at him, and patted the seat on the couch beside him. "Maybe it'll dry while we're in Reikai?" He offered, standing to get another towel. Upon returning to the couch, he draped it on the backrest behind where Hiei's head would lean, once their bodies were asleep. Hiei nodded and then thought for a moment. He was a bit surprised to see Kurama awake. "How are you sooo...awake this morning?" Hiei asked slightly confused. Kurama blinked. "Hm?" Kurama tipped his head. "I had breakfast." That made sense. Hiei had just assumed that Kurama had woken up. Hiei climbed into Kurama's lap so he was straddling him. There was some time before Botan got here, they could probably get more cuddling in. Hiei leaned in and kissed Kurama. Kurama looked up at him with a smile, settling against the couch and letting his hands rest on Hiei's hips. His expression softened as Hiei leaned in and Kurama slid his hands up Hiei's back to pull him more into his lap as their lips met. Kurama pressed more into the kiss, but didn't seek to deepen it just yet, even though he couldn't quite resist the urge to gently trace the tip of his tongue along the outside of Hiei's mouth. Hiei was a bit surprised. He had been content with just a peck, when Kurama pulled him closer he slid across the fox's lap so their bodies were flush against each other. When Hiei felt Kurama's tongue, he instinctively parted his lips to allow the kitsune access. Hiei's hands held onto the front of Kurama's shirt. Kurama hummed against him, lifting his knees to hitch Hiei closer as he wound his arms around his waist fully. He tilted his head, teasing around the edges of Hiei's lips even despite the fact he'd already opened his mouth. Kurama breathed against him, letting the feel of their closeness sink into him. The sensation of warmth in his chest was still addictive, and he couldn't help but move to kiss the corner of Hiei's mouth lovingly - then the other corner, and then slowly all over his face, as though just basking in how deeply good this all was. It was so different from the experiences he had before becoming human. Hiei gently began to nibble on Kurama's bottom lip. He slowly sucked it into his mouth for a moment. He did the same for Kurama's upper lip. He pecked him a few times before Kurama started covering him with kisses. Hiei smiled at the sensation of Kurama's gentle kisses. He let go of the front of Kurama's shirt and draped both of his arms around his neck. He wished moments like these could last forever. Kurama murmured softly into those nibbles, leaning into Hiei's arms to duck into his neck after dotting those kisses all over his face. He nuzzled there before starting to kiss along Hiei's jawline, breathing against his pulse and nosing all along it. It was slightly terrifying, to be nearly consumed by the feel of Hiei and the tingles running into him wherever Kurama made contact with Hiei's skin. His hands slid under that black sweater, just tracing lazily over Hiei's hips with his thumbs and not moving any further upward, just yet. Hiei let out a soft sigh when Kurama kissed his jawline and neck. When Kurama's hands slid under his sweater, his heart beat increased and the hair on the back of his neck stood up. He leaned forward and carefully began to kiss and nibble Kurama's neck and jawline. It was similar to the way Kurama had kissed and nuzzled him earlier. Hiei's hand snaked up and began to lazily massage Kurama's scalp. Kurama leaned back onto the couch and away from those kisses with a sigh, slivering warmly affectionate green eyes up to Hiei with an incredibly tender grin. He lifted his hands from Hiei's hips to cup his face - a cheek in either palm - and pulled Hiei down so their foreheads could meet, eyes closing at Hiei's gentle ministrations through his hair. Kurama couldn't help but chuckle softly, as he exhaled. It was just too blissful. Hiei rubbed his nose against Kurama's. All of this touching and affection improved Hiei's mood. Hiei couldn't help but grin back at Kurama. He could feel his eyes light up whenever he looked at the kitsune. Hiei brought his other hand up, so he could use both hands to massage Kurama's scalp. The kitsune seemed to like that. Kurama wound his arms around Hiei's neck, bending his elbows to bring him closer so Kurama could press their cheeks together. Hiei's fingertips were warm. The scalp massage was so relaxing, he felt he could just ooze into the couch and stay there forever. Of course, Kurama couldn't, and their responsibilities would come to claim them soon enough, but for now he could feel Hiei's nucleus beat in time with his own. Yes - for now, it was perfect. The only possible thing that could have made it better would be if Yusuke was here, as well. Kurama tipped his head to kiss Hiei's cheek, gently. Botan was never on time anyway. Hiei wasn't too worried. While Hiei was cuddled up with Kurama like this, for some reason his mind kept going to Yusuke, and ways that the three of them could cuddle. When he realized what his mind was thinking of he blushed. He tried to hide the flush on his cheeks by kissing Kurama again. The fox would close his eyes a lot of the time when they were kissing. Kurama blinked, at the abrupt kiss, then smirked a little when he noticed the heat coming off Hiei's face. He chuckled and angled his head, sliding his tongue past Hiei's lips with purpose, starting to leisurely map out the insides of his mouth. Maybe he should give Hiei something to blush about... The thought was terribly tempting, just in the back of his mind. Hiei was surprised by Kurama's tongue, but opened his mouth so Kurama could explore. He slowly swirled their tongues together for a moment. It all felt really good and made Hiei blush even more. His arms tightened around the kitsune and he pulled himself closer. He couldn't help it. He felt like he was about to melt in the fox's arms. Kurama chuckled to himself, again, deep in the back of his throat. Kurama lifted a hand to lazily rake his fingers through the back of Hiei's hair - it was still damp, even now. He slivered his eyes open to witness that flush, deep green and satisfied as Hiei situated himself impossibly closer. He took his time to glide his own over Hiei's tongue, unhurried and sensual, but not letting it escape. Kurama set a slow and sensual pace for their kissing. Hiei's fingers continued to massage Kurama's sensitive scalp. When Kurama started running his fingers through his hair, Hiei nearly purred in contentment. Feeling their tongues touch again made Hiei's skin flush even more. He slowly traced Kurama's tongue with his own. Gently, Kurama unwound his arms from Hiei's neck, took Hiei's head in his hands and tilted it back, descending on his neck with a warm breath before smearing an open-mouthed kiss along it, humming in the back of his throat. Kurama nosed against him, eyes blissfully shut, dotting lighter kisses inbetween more intense, open-mouthed ones. He held Hiei's head back firmly, to keep him from wriggling, but it wouldn't take much effort for Hiei to get his head free if he really wanted. When his head was leaned back Hiei was at first nervous about falling backward, but he was secure in Kurama's arms. Oh no. Hiei's neck and his nipples were probably two of the most sensitive areas of his body. As soon as Kurama kissed his neck, Hiei felt a surge of heat go to his groin. Hiei bit his bottom lip, and tried to force any sounds to die in his throat. As another open mouthed kiss was placed on his neck, he shuddered a bit. Their bodies were still pressed firmly against each other. Hiei had gotten hard. He was certain that Kurama could feel something sizable poking him. His skin was even more flushed. His eyelids felt heavy and his vision felt hazy. He was very turned on, but he might die of embarrassment. Kurama smirked slowly, against Hiei's throat, as he shuddered. Hiei liked that, did he? He vacillated between going further or taking mercy, and pulling away. Ah, decisions, decisions... Still considering his options, in the meantime Kurama moved to smooth tender kisses along Hiei's neck, foregoing the more heated open-mouthed ones, for now. After a moment he pulled back without notice, green eyes still slit and predatory, so he could survey the results of his efforts on Hiei's expression. Hiei really wasn't sure what to do. His fingers were still threaded in Kurama's hair, and his mind seemed to not be working. If he jumped up fast enough he could make a run for the bathroom, and wait for his erection to calm down, but he really didn't want to let go of Kurama. Any neck stimulation might have been too much for the youkai. He had gone 5 days without any sort of release, and this was clearly starting to effect him. He silently cursed himself. Hiei's skin was still extremely flushed and there was no sign of it stopping. Feeling Kurama pull back Hiei opened his eyes and looked at the kitsune. He immediately made eye contact with Kurama. The fox's expression looked almost predatory, but his eyes were still green. Hiei's red eyes sparkled, he was in a lusty haze, and he flushed even more. He wanted to look away and conceal his embarrassment but he couldn't tear his eyes away from Kurama. Ah, now that was lovely. Kurama gave him a lazy smile, reclining back on the couch once more. He took mercy and let one hand cup Hiei's flushed cheek. Kurama's gaze didn't allow Hiei to look away; he liked that. "Hmm." He purred, sounding more like his youko self, almost, as he relaxed his other hand so he could twirl his fingers into Hiei's damp hair, the motion vaguely possessive. Green eyes were dark and arresting. "Would you rather stay, or run, I wonder? Hiei." Kurama hummed at him, leaning forward ever-so-slowly; only to gently peck his nose, instead of doing anything else, as his eyes slipped shut. Hiei looked into Kurama's eyes. There wasn't a trace of gold. Kurama was the one eyeing him hungrily. Kurama wanted him. Hiei couldn't look away, even when Kurama reached out and touched his cheek. This moment was really intense. Hiei wasn't sure how much he could handle, his skin was so flushed. His red eyes were still gleaming when Kurama asked the question. It had been a while for the youkai. He wasn't sure what he should do. Yusuke had been right. The two of them did have a lot of sexual tension. It took him a few seconds to make his decision. Hiei let go of Kurama's hair. Hiei slowly pulled off his sweater and undershirt exposing even more of his flushed skin. He leaned in and whispered against Kurama's ear. "I'm tired of running, Kurama." Hiei slowly began to lick and nibble Kurama's ear lobe. Kurama flicked his eyes down Hiei's chest, then back up, and gave him a warm smile. He slid his arms around Hiei's waist as Hiei moved in close, once more. Kurama liked the body heat pressing against him through the thin T-shirt Yusuke had lent him. He breathed deep, nose in Hiei's hair, and stiffened slightly at the attention to his ear, biting his lip. Kurama let his palms rove up over Hiei's compact, muscular back, fingertips weaving nonsense patterns into the skin. He tilted his head slightly up, to give Hiei's mouth more room to work; baring his throat in an act of subconscious trust. For Hiei it had been a while. He was certain he had become a little rusty. This was definitely going to be different. Hiei nibbled and licked Kurama's ears for a few moments before he moved down to slowly nibble and lick the fox's neck. Feeling Kurama's fingertips against his skin excited the youkai even more. He slowly slid his left hand up the front of the shirt Kurama borrowed from Yusuke. His other hand snaked up and began to massage Kurama's scalp again. Kurama released a breath once Hiei moved onto his neck; panting softly in an undertone. His human body was quite inexperienced, and unfortunately that made every little touch seem a bigger deal than it really was. Twenty years of being Shiori's good little boy, along with balancing school life and Koenma's tasks hadn't left him with very much time for these type of dalliances. Not that Hiei was one of those, but - His thoughts derailed as a warm hand wandered up his chest, and Kurama's breath hitched, fingers instinctively curling inward to leave indentations from his nails on Hiei's back as he clutched him closer, scratching a bit. He would just have to get used to it, again; every touch from Hiei elicited a heated tingle racing along his skin, and it was rather hard to concentrate. Hiei couldn't help but be a little proud that he was able to illicit these reactions from Kurama. He knew that Kurama had way more experience than he did, but perhaps he had never experienced anything like this in his human body. He felt Kurama's nails slowly scratch his back and let out a soft moan. His left hand slowly began to explore Kurama's body. His fingers gently traced their way up upward, lightly grazing over Kurama's navel and one of his nipples. Hiei continued to place slow and sensual kisses across Kurama's neck and jaw. Ah, to hell with it. Eyes slivering open, Kurama rotated in a quick move to pin Hiei beneath him, red hair spilling over his shoulders as he gazed darkly down at the little demon, from where he now had Hiei straddled on the couch. He made no move to shake off Hiei's hands, but through pure determination didn't allow himself to get distracted. Impatient, Kurama tugged off the T-shirt over his head with one hand before slinking down over Hiei, letting the ends of his hair trail wisps of contact over that bared chest. He took Hiei's mouth in an aggressive kiss, but some of his regained dominance started to leak away as the touches finally caught up with him, and so the kiss melted into something a bit less forceful, but more passionate. Hiei was caught off guard, but let Kurama pin him to the couch. He watched hungrily as Kurama stripped off his shirt and dove into a kiss. Hiei's arms wrapped around Kurama pulling him even closer. His hips involuntarily pressed up against Kurama's. The sudden friction forced a moan out of the youkai. He let Kurama seize control of the kiss and the situation. When the kiss became passionate again Hiei had to suppress the sounds in his throat. He was getting desperate for more contact. He slowly rocked his hips against the fox's. Hiei slowly started to tug at Kurama's fox pajama pants, trying to slide them off. In his haze of lust human clothes became a little frustrating. Kurama had to duck his head away into Hiei's shoulder with a gasp, at the friction, eyes squeezing shut. He had put most of his upper body weight atop his elbows propped on either side of Hiei's head. It was going so fast; his body was too sensitive, too unused to this. It was frustrating, in the moment, but Kurama accepted it for what it was and moved on in his mind - best to just enjoy what was happening instead of getting stuck in his own head, in past comparisons. Gathering himself against the onslaught of virgin nerve endings, Kurama leaned on one arm and reached down to palm Hiei's groin with the other. He was breathing hard and fast from arousal and staring, half-unfocused, down at Hiei's eyes while he touched him. Kurama wanted to see the pleasure in Hiei's face and didn't bother with trying to get his pants off - it would take too much reshuffling. So he braced himself for the eruption of sensation, and ground his hips down onto Hiei's as he rubbed his hand over him, managing somehow to claim Hiei's mouth as he moaned wantonly in reaction to the contact, muffling his cry there so Hiei could swallow it. It had definitely been a while since Hiei was with another person. He felt much more inexperienced and sensitive then he ever could have imagined. Everything felt better than ever. Hiei knew he wasn't going to last long, but he also knew Kurama probably wasn't going to last long either. At least it would be both of them together. Hiei's jeans were way too tight. He needed to get them off. Hiei looked up at Kurama's aroused expression. The green eyes were covered with a haze of lust. When Kurama palmed him, he couldn't contain his cry of passion. Screw Yusuke's neighbors, Hiei couldn't contain himself. His hips arched up against the contact. At the sensation of Kurama's hips grinding against his he couldn't suppress another embarrassing sound. Kurama moaned into his mouth. This was ridiculously stimulating. Kurama tried to make the most of it, but couldn't help a shudder every time Hiei let a noise slip. With his free hand, he used nimble fingers to unbutton and unzip Hiei's pants and slipped to cup him through his underwear - boxer briefs, imagine that - rubbing Hiei between thrusts when he could still focus his mind. Kurama panted against the side of Hiei's mouth, soft gasps and whimpers escaping him as he tried to deal with the intense friction and heat each time their hips rocked off of each other without completely losing it. Hiei decided he wanted to feel more of the fox. He shifted his hips so their groins were pressed together through their pants. Hiei shuddered and let out a loud whine at the contact. This felt much nicer. He could feel Kurama better and see his face properly now. He squeezed Kurama's hips against his. He could feel the heat and warmth from Kurama's arousal. Kurama's gaze was intense and aroused. It was almost enough for Hiei to come undone. He could feel the pressure building inside of him. He kissed Kurama again, sucking on the fox's bottom lip. Yes, it wouldn't be long now. There'd be barely any buildup before the crash, but with how inexperienced this form was it was only natural. Hiei felt amazing against him - every point where they touched begot a new wave of ecstasy. When Hiei shifted, Kurama cried out softly in pleasure before it faded to a long, low hum thrumming through his body. Eyes clenching shut, he kissed back fervently as his hand withdrew from between them to clutch at Hiei's upper arm, needing the grounding. A small chorus of 'ah's escaped into the kiss as his hips began to snap in an instinctual rhythm and Kurama thrust faster and harder, matching Hiei's cadence below him. Getting closer, but - he had to try to wait for Hiei; somehow. Hiei whimpered into the kiss. He was thankful that Kurama's lips were there to muffle some of his lewd noises. Hiei was thankful when Kurama began to pick up speed. His head rolled back and he knew that he was not going to be able to hang on much longer. This felt way too good. Hiei let out a cry of passion. He wanted to warn Kurama. "I'm about to--!" His fingers dug into the fox's hips. His eyes fluttered open. He needed to see Kurama. The second he saw the redhead's face he plunged over the edge. "Kurama!" Hiei shuddered as his orgasm ripped through his body, making a mess in the front of his boxers. "Mnh..." Kurama watched through slit eyes as he tried to keep watching Hiei. When Hiei writhed into his orgasm that was it; Kurama gasped Hiei's name breathily against his mouth, groaning low in his throat as a white-hot wave crashed over them both. He shuddered with the aftershocks, going limp immediately; his own boxers just as much of a mess. At least they hadn't gotten the couch dirty. Kurama sighed, floating pleasantly in his own mind as he came down. Hiei was warm beneath him. The aftershocks were very intense. Hiei whimpered and shuddered. His body went limp next to Kurama's and he let out a sigh of contentment. That had been really nice. He cuddled up with Kurama. He breathed in the refreshing scent and basked in the light of their after glow. Kurama's limbs felt sluggish, so he simply didn't move very much. He did lean into the cuddling, curling slightly atop Hiei and nosing into his chest, pressing absentminded half-kisses there. A content sigh escaped him. Hiei smiled up at Kurama. He sighed softly and hoped this moment would never end. Hiei snuggled into Kurama's arms. "That was...nice." Hiei blushed. Feeling a little more alive now, Kurama nuzzled to his cheek, grinning slightly. "Yes. It was." He hummed, leaning to peck Hiei's blushing cheek. "We should go shower and change, though." Kurama added, with a cheery beam. Hiei smiled up at Kurama. He lazily wrapped his arms around the kitsune. Hiei sighed softly, not quite ready to get up yet. "We could shower together." Hiei chuckled darkly kissing Kurama again. "Mm, certainly." Kurama agreed, leaning into Hiei's arms as they kissed. He shifted out of them, then, scooting off the couch to half-kneel beside it, turning towards Hiei and offering up his arms with a slight grin. "Come, then." He'd be perfectly happy to carry Hiei in there, of course. Hiei grinned up at Kurama and slid into his arms. "I think we can both fit comfortably in the bath." The idea of cuddling up in a warm bath sounded appealing. A bath would be nice. His underwear was starting to feel sticky. "Indeed." Kurama stood, dotting a kiss to Hiei's cheek as he stood, hefting him up. He walked them over to the bathroom; Japanese-style, naturally. The shower side had a small stool with the handheld showerhead, and the bath was indeed just large enough for the both of them. Kurama set Hiei down on the counter - taking a detour, cupping Hiei's face and sweetly kissing him before backing away with a mischievous smile. Kurama turned, checking the water temperature for the already-filled bath to make sure it was still hot, before starting to slip out of his bottoms, his back to Hiei. Hiei's pants were already unbuttoned and unzipped, so they were really easy to slip off. Slipping out of his boxers he sat on the counter for a moment. They had just fooled around, but Hiei still felt a little shy about checking Kurama out. Hiei jumped down from the counter and began to dip his toes in the water. Kurama had tossed his boxers aside, but then he looked over, blinked and sweatdropped at the sight of Hiei just going for the bath. He sighed, walking over to gently grab Hiei's wrist and drag him towards the shower-side.
"This isn't Makai." Kurama chided, kindly, smiling just a little. "In Ningenkai you're supposed to shower off and then get in the bath. Keeps the hot water cleaner, that way. Here, sit." Kurama pulled out a low, plastic stool for Hiei and indicated the handheld showerhead and bar of soap attached to the wall. He then moved to pull out and sit upon a stool of his own, choosing instead to fill up a bucket with the remaining tap mounted into the wall, as Hiei would supposedly use the showerhead. Hiei hadn't realized he had been bathing wrong this entire time. What else had he been doing wrong? Ningenkai was confusing. He was amazed that he had learned how to use the complicated phone, but hadn't learned how to take a bath properly. He didn't even know that the shower head detached that way.
Hiei held the soap in one hand and the shower head in the other. He looked into the shower head curiously and hit the button. Water spurted out, getting him right in the face. He let go of the button. That wasn't very fun. He was a little embarrassed. He set the stool down next to Kurama, and realized they only had one bar of soap. Hiei looked over at the kitsune and smiled. Hiei scooted his stool so he was behind Kurama and slowly began to soap up Kurama's back and shoulders for him. It seemed like a romantic way to relax with the fox. Hiei was still sated from earlier, so his touches were much more playful. He admired the way Kurama's hair cascaded down his shoulders. Charitably, Kurama stifled his giggles at Hiei meeting the showerhead face-on, and turned away to give him his privacy (from more embarrassment). He dumped half of the bucket over his head, and kept the tap running into it as he massaged some shampoo into his hair. Kurama let it sit before starting to wash his arms, and paused to look over his shoulder when Hiei scooted his stool across the tile floor. He understood in pleasant surprise a moment later, grinning slightly under all the suds in his hair. His bangs were pushed back and off his forehead to keep the white lather from running into his eyes. It looked slightly ridiculous, but Kurama didn't seem to notice.
"Do you want me to wash your back, then?" Kurama'd gladly return the favor, after all. "If you want to." Hiei said with a smile. Once he was done scrubbing Kurama's back he made sure the shower head was a comfortable temperature and began to carefully rinse it off. Once it was all clean Hiei scooted the stool back so he was next to Kurama and began washing his legs and feet first. Since it seemed Hiei was done with the showerhead, Kurama took it to rinse out his hair, closing his eyes. He'd already washed the rest of his body while Hiei was busy. Thus, once his hair was sufficiently free of suds, Kurama pulled his red mop of sopping wet hair over one shoulder to keep it out of the way. He scooted over to start scrubbing Hiei's back with the soap, humming softly in the back of his throat as he worked. Hiei scrubbed his chest and arms, working up a nice lather. It took him a moment to rinse himself off. When Kurama came over and began to help him scrub him back he sighed softly. This felt nice. They should do this more often. Both the fooling around part and the bath part. Kurama was smiling faintly as he finished, then rinsing off Hiei's back for him. On impulse, he leaned in to kiss the back of Hiei's neck, murmuring against the skin there as he wrapped his arms around Hiei's shoulders. When Kurama embraced him, Hiei leaned back into the embrace.
"I feel like we've been pushing our luck..." Kurama sweatdropped, at a thought, chuckling. "What if Botan arrived while we were in here, hm?" Hiei thought for a moment. He was feeling pretty lucky. "We could say the same for earlier." Hiei shrugged. Botan would obviously be able to smell their perspiration and arousal in the other room, until it aired out properly. "She would probably wait in the kitchen." He said with a smile. "She's always late anyway." "That's true." Kurama muttered, nuzzling against him with a sigh. "Still, maybe it's better if we get dressed rather than take a bath, right now. Wouldn't want our luck to run out, yes?" Hiei leaned back into Kurama's arms. Kurama leaned forward, gently pecking Hiei's cheek before he let go and moved to stand. Someone had designed this bathroom so the linen closet was in here, and Kurama definitely approved. He pulled out a towel for himself, then paused, glancing over his shoulder.
"If you'd like to soak for a bit before she gets here, I can go wait for her. I'll let you know when she's arrived." "You are probably right. Besides, we can always do it later." Hiei said with a smile. Standing up, he followed Kurama over to the linens closet to dry off. A few seconds later, Hiei realized that he had made an accidental double entendre and blushed. Grabbing a towel he quickly dried off. Kurama blinked at Hiei's blush, not registering his misspeak. "Well, all right." Once dry, Kurama wrapped the towel around his waist and headed off for the guest room to chose some clothes for the day. Rummaging around in the bag, Kurama set a few more fragile keepsakes on the desk in there; the fox plush, the fox tail keychain, the photos he'd pocketed in his old house. He chose an orange button-down shirt and white, tapered slacks, then wrapped the towel around behind his neck and moved out to the kitchen.
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Kurama didn't think Hiei had eaten, yet, so he started on a quick serving of Tamago Kake Gohan, using the rice that had been made yesterday, as it had been kept warm in the rice cooker. Kurama glanced at the stove clock: 7:00 AM. It would be reasonable to expect Botan any time, now. Ever the gentleman, Kurama was glad he'd managed to spare her the unexpected sight of him naked. Not that he was ashamed, but it was just polite. Once Hiei dried off he wrapped the towel around himself and headed back into the living room. After some digging around he was able to find their discarded clothing. Hiei's undershirt and sweater and the t-shirt Kurama had borrowed from Yusuke. If they just left those two things lying around, he was sure Yusuke and Botan would crack a joke about it. All he really needed to do was switch underwear. Luckily, the mess was only in his boxers. He switched into his red pair, and put the rest of his clothes back on.
Hiei pondered for a moment. He and Kurama were going to need to do laundry very soon. Smelling that Kurama was cooking something, Hiei stepped into the kitchen with him, and watched him curiously. Kurama was just setting the bowl on the table as Hiei walked in. He smiled and pointed to it. "Here, I thought you might be hungry. It would be better to have something for your body to digest while we're in Reikai." Hiei smiled up at Kurama. "Thank you."He sat down and started to eat the Tamago Kake Gohan. Kurama sniffed the air, and blinked, just noticing the lingering musk from their earlier activities. "Ah, excuse me, just a moment." Kurama went to the cabinets, opening quite a few before he found anything even resembling a vase. It was very dusty and far in the back. He pulled it out anyway, wiped it off, rinsed it out with water and then filled it partway. He strode out to the living room, placing the vase on the coffee table just in front of the couch and pulling a seed from his hair. It harmlessly generated into a sweet-smelling purple flower that looked much like an iris, but had a different odor to it; quite strong, but not overwhelming. It was infinitely preferable to the stale scent of arousal. Much better. Hiei took his time knowing that Botan was normally late for everything. Kurama was right. It probably was a good idea for him to eat something. Hiei watched Kurama put a flower in the living room. It was a clever way to mask the smell. The smell reminded him that he and Kurama had done it. And not a moment too soon. Botan popped into existence just before him with a cheery wave, her cheeks flushed.
"H-Hi, Kurama! Ready to go?" She seemed nervous; he couldn't fathom why. Kurama smiled reassuringly at her. "Yes, of course. Hiei's just finishing some breakfast." Kurama sat down on the couch, getting himself into a comfortable position, to prepare for the required astral projection. He would have offered her a seat, but Botan wasn't in a physical body anyway, and they'd be leaving in just a moment, so it was undoubtedly unnecessary. Hiei had almost finished his breakfast by the time Botan arrived. He finished up quickly, but couldn't help but notice that Botan seemed extra nervous. He chalked it up to her being worried about Kurama viewing the tape. Hiei was worried about that. Maybe it was a good thing that they had fooled around this morning. When he finished he got up and headed toward the couch. After having fooled around with Kurama right there he couldn't help but blush a little when he sat down next to the fox. Kurama let his body fall asleep while his spirit stayed awake, slipping out of it easily to hover atop it. He nodded at Botan. She gave him a slight smile, still looking vaguely nervous. He waited for Hiei. Hiei leaned back, as soon as he started projecting he realized his head slumped over onto Kurama's shoulders. He looked down. It was odd that his body just instinctively seemed to want to cuddle Kurama. Kurama gave Hiei a grin. "Let's go." Botan whooshed them away to Reikai on her oar, and they strode into Koenma's office together. Koenma gave them a wave. Appearing in Reikai along Kurama and Botan felt nostalgic; in other circumstances Hiei may have enjoyed it. Today there was no joy. All Hiei could think about was Kurama's mother and his grief. Hiei just hoped he'd be able to help Kurama through this time. When Koenma spoke to Kurama, Hiei could see Kurama's expression harden immediately.
"Greetings. Sorry to hear about your mother, Kurama." Kurama nodded, his expression hardening.
"Yes. Thank you. Let's cut to the tape, shall we?" He didn't want to waste any more time, and followed Koenma as he strode ahead of them into another room. Hiei didn't notice but he instinctively stood closer than usual to Kurama. He would not admit it, but he was feeling protective. He followed Koenma alongside Kurama.
"It's quite gruesome, are you sure you'll be able to handle it?" Koenma turned to Kurama, as Jorge slid the videotape into the player but refrained from pressing play, watching them speak. With Kurama's expression the way it was, Hiei knew there was no other option, and Kurama had made up his mind. He crossed his arms. "If Kurama could not handle it, we would not have come here." Hiei growled. "We need to view it so we can investigate." "Play it." Kurama's eyes were sharp as ice. Koenma sighed, but waved his hand for Jorge to do so. Botan fretted silently behind them, gaze anxiously shifting between Kurama and Hiei, from behind them.
The video opened to Shiori walking in her front door, and slipping off her shoes; there was no sound. As she made to close the door a clawed hand pressed it open, revealing four lesser demons, each beast-based and hulking but bipedal; a lion, a lizard, a rhino and an eagle. Kurama's hands tightened into fists at his sides as he recognized them. Unable to do anything, he watched as Shiori's mouth opened in a silent scream - Kurama didn't flinch, but his eyes were murderous and his aura dark.
The defensive plants trying to reach inside from the front door were hacked back by the rhino and lizard while the other pair closed the door and gave chase. Shiori stumbled, one shoe off, and fell in front of the back door. She crawled towards it, tears streaming down her face and Kurama's chest stuttered as he read her lips and recognized his human name. Yes, he remembered hearing her call for him. She managed to stand and tried to unlock the door quickly, but her hands slipped in her fear. The lion came up behind her, taunting her - you deserve this you human bitch, Kurama was able to read - and then the rest was muddled as the video didn't catch his mouth when the lion moved in close, thrusting his claws through her chest from behind.
Shiori arched back, clearly in unimaginable pain and, in the present, blood started to drip to the floor from where Kurama's fingernails bit into his own palms. The lion tossed her aside and off his paw like a ragdoll, approaching. The eagle was flapping in the air behind him - where's kurama - kurama? i don't - you're a message for him - Kurama's eyes narrowed to slits as he watched, efficiently reading their lips during the soundless playback. Kurama recognized the moment he himself burst in the door. He looked panicked and his eyes were gold - they widened at the sight in the kitchen, and then narrowed quickly as he rushed in, slicing the last two demons to ribbons with his rose whip. The other two already lay dead, outside; the front door was wide open. Trying not to get caught up in his memories, Kurama slid his eyes around the background, searching for any clue he might have missed during the incident while the now-green-eyed Kurama on the screen pulled Shiori into his lap and held her close as her life ran out, looking obviously broken. Hiei watched the tape. His expression was hardened to match Kurama's. When he first saw Shiori his mind flashed back to the times Shiori had invited him over for dinner. She was always so kind to him. He watched Kurama's eyes, hardened like stone, and something in him cracked. Fury washed over him. He clenched his fists and forced his expression to remain neutral. There was something simmering in his eyes. He read their lips, and watched Shiori's face contort in agony. Up until this point, Hiei's focus had been entirely on Kurama's well being. But watching 4 strong demons gang up on a helpless human...one who had been so kind to him awoke something else in him. It violated his moral code and he wanted revenge. Revenge not just for Kurama, but for Shiori too. It was immediately obvious to Hiei that they were sent by someone.
Hiei watched her die in Kurama's arms, and he watched the emotions across the fox's face. Anger, despair, agony, hurt and grief. Hiei had always known that Kurama would tear the heavens asunder to avenge Shiori. Whoever sent them was powerful. He would protect Kurama and take his own vengeance. Seeing the video made everything clearer to Hiei. Botan was crying silently behind them, one hand to her mouth as she watched. Koenma was watching Kurama carefully for any signs of instability. Jorge had turned away, eyes clenched shut, unable to watch it again. The video ended. Kurama spoke softly, voice edged with cool control. "Were there artifacts recovered, at the scene?" Koenma hesitated at first, but then nodded. Kurama turned to look at him, green eyes paler than normal - as though influenced by his youko side - but nowhere near fully golden. "Show me." When they were talking about the artifacts, Hiei turned to Botan. His eyes looked absolutely furious but his expression and voice was cold and almost neutral. "You two go on ahead, I need to have a word with Koenma." Botan was still sniffling, so Kurama gently ushered her out to Koenma's office and to the doors beyond. He didn't look back, and murmured to Botan as the large, ornate doors shut behind them.
"We're faking my human self's death. Hiei will need a body like mine, my type, my age. We'll need the dental records for it so I can switch them with my human identity's records. Koenma can't know. Yes?" He glanced at her, his eyes more green than before. Botan's face sobered, looking determined, and she nodded.
"Yes. You and Shiori didn't deserve that." Pink eyes were angry, in their own way. "I'll do anything I can." Kurama's face softened, just a bit. He'd been right to trust her.
"The artifacts, first." His eyes deepened with rage; not at her. "I need to check something." Kurama had to be sure. Someone had sent those demons. It wasn't a random attack. Botan's mouth firmed and she nodded, resolute.
Kurama and Botan had gone to procure a body and its matching dental records, arranging for her to bring it to Ningenkai when they returned. Kurama was silently listening to Hiei's rant through their mental link; Hiei was too distracted to keep his mental barriers up and he was being extremely emotional. He sorted through the artifacts, hand stilling over one that held a certain, old symbol he immediately recognized. Kurama's eyes narrowed in deep hate. He told Botan he was ready to leave, and when she turned to go he pocketed it. They headed back towards Koenma's office, outside of which Hiei's shouting had caused all the oni working in their cubicles and buried in paperwork to stop and stare at the fancy doors. Koenma eyed Hiei, steepling his fingers atop his desk as he leaned over it. The large chair back towered over him.
"Something on your mind, Hiei?" Hiei watched the door close behind Kurama and Botan before he began to speak. "Koenma," Hiei's voice was surprisingly cold, but there was a fury in his eyes. "I know you've been watching Kurama and Shiori..." His eyes were narrowing and becoming more predatory. "You kept tabs on Shiori because you knew Shiori was Kurama's link to humanity." Hiei could feel the venom leaking out of his voice.
"I know you have assigned special defense forces that follow Yusuke, Kurama and myself with the express orders to kill us if we become too dangerous." His fists began to shake. "They all stood by and did nothing while Kurama's mother was brutally murdered by four demons..." Hiei approached Koenma's desk. Hiei's anger had been building for a while. "...and you just sat there like a fucking coward and watched?" Hiei felt his voice raising. "I've always known you to be a coward, Koenma so this does not surprise me." He clenched his fist even harder. "Kurama deserves vengeance and closure." Hiei slammed his fists on Koenma's desk. "So tell me why instead of grieving my mate is being forced to watch his mother's snuff video because your collection of staff and your new spirit detective is too incompetent to give him an answer!?" Hiei hadn't intended to yell, but it all came rushing out. Koenma watched Hiei blandly, not intimidated. He didn't move.
"They arrived too quickly for anyone to do something. Kurama's plants don't alert us. We noticed when he rushed to her side and by then they were all already dead. Our people stayed and collected clues while Kurama was otherwise indisposed. You're lucky I kept them from descending upon him when he lost control, like that." Koenma's eyes narrowed.
"A legendary, powerful youko out of control has no place in the Ningenkai. We've been carefully observing all three of you since you returned from Makai three days ago. If Kurama isn't able to keep himself in check while in Ningenkai, he'll not be allowed to remain there. That goes for you, too, Hiei. What you do in Makai is Makai business, but it is my job to look out for the welfare of humans in Ningenkai. Watch your tone with me." "When I found Kurama in Makai he was in emotional agony! Agony that he would have never had to endure if your forces had done their job!" Koenma's statement only brought more fury from Hiei. "And had your forces harmed one hair on Kurama's head, what do you think would have happened to them when I found out!? How about when Yusuke found out!? Do you really think for a second that the same forces that failed to protect one human woman could stop both of us!?" Hiei shouted.
"Have you forgotten all that Kurama has done for you!? Yusuke, Kurama and Kuwabara were children when you sent them to fight Sensui and clean up your mess! We have all had to repeatedly make sacrifices to protect humanity because of your bad decisions and your failure to do your damn job!" Hiei gave Koenma a look that could kill. "Had you done your job and protected the humans in Ningenkai, I'd be in Makai and Kurama would probably be having lunch with his mother!" Hiei snarled. Koenma's eyes widened and he sat back, at the force of Hiei's rage. His pacifier drooped in his mouth, in shock. He swallowed, and tried to recover.
"It's..." He looked away, slightly cowed. "I did all I could, Hiei. Blame me if you must, but you have to believe I did all I could. Kurama doesn't deserve to be banned from Ningenkai or imprisoned, for this. I'm doing everything I can to keep him in Ningenkai with you and Yusuke - he needs the support - but you both have to stay calm enough to allow me to make a case to my father! Track down the one who hired them, for all I care, so long as it's not a human and done in Makai! I'll try to make sure you can all come back afterwards, all right?" Koenma sounded tired, rubbing at his forehead. "The new spirit detective can't handle something this sensitive; she's not experienced enough. We tried, all right?" Seeing Koenma cower gave Hiei some satisfaction. Hiei brought his voice down to a whisper. "Never forget, what I've told you here and never threaten my fox." Hiei pulled his fists off Koenma's desk and took a few steps back. "When I've eradicated whoever did this from every plane of existence, I'll be calm, Koenma." Hiei forced his expression to be cold and neutral. He could feel Botan and Kurama approaching, and he did not want to burden either of them with his fury.
After lashing out at Koenma, Hiei was able to contain his anger much better. Hiei and Kurama needed to put their plan in motion, and he needed to focus. They couldn't afford to make any careless mistakes. Hopefully, this outburst would help him keep his emotions under control for the rest of the day. When Kurama and Botan entered the room, Hiei had a neutral expression and appeared as though nothing had happened. His arms were crossed over his chest and he appeared mostly normal. Kurama didn't look at Hiei as he walked in; he didn't need to, and didn't wish to give away that he'd heard everything. He strode over to Koenma's desk, pulled the item he'd pilfered from his pocket and set it there. Kurama kept his hand entirely over the small object, leaning down to meet eyes with Koenma. Botan blinked, from where she hovered at the entrance. When did Kurama take that? A bead of sweat ran down Koenma's temple; he was still rattled from Hiei's outburst.
"K-Kurama?" Kurama smiled at him, razor-sharp and unmistakably angry, although he kept it mostly contained to his eyes.
"Look into this symbol. If you find out what it means before I get to him, feel free to pat yourself on the back." His voice was dripping with patronizing sarcasm, gaze narrowing as he pulled his hand back and turned away. "We're done here." Kurama muttered this darkly as he passed Hiei by, hands in his pockets once more as he strode purposefully, dismissively away from Koenma. Botan glanced back at Koenma, uncertainly, but the ruler just shook his head and waved at her to go. Hiei watched Kurama head to Koenma's desk and set the artifact down. Hiei could immediately tell from Kurama's body language that he was angry. Overhearing, exactly what Kurama said, Hiei felt more of his rage simmer to the surface. Hiei could tell that Kurama knew exactly who had done this and that it had been obvious. He wanted to scream even more. He could tell that at this point, his fury wouldn't be helpful. He followed Kurama and glanced over his shoulder to glare at Koenma one more time before leaving. In his back pocket Yusuke had felt his phone buzz repeatedly throughout his shift. When he had finished serving all the customers he opened his phone and opened the message. He was in a text message thread with Keiko, Yukina, and Botan. How did he get added to this in the first place? There were a lot of cat emojis and fangirling. Annoyed he scrolled up and opened the first attachment from Botan. It was titled "FINALLY.jpg." Slowly the image loaded and Yusuke's skin flushed.
Kurama was laying on top of Hiei on the couch. The photo was taken from the side, obviously by Reikai intelligence. They were both shirtless. Hiei had on a pair of black jeans and Kurama was wearing the fox pajamas Yusuke had given him. Kurama's soft red hair cascaded down his back and shoulders, some of it was pooled onto Hiei's chest. Hiei's skin was flushed. Kurama's emerald eyes were heavy with desire and he almost looked predatory. Hiei's red eyes looked up at the fox with surprise and adoration. Yusuke decided that it was the best photo he had ever seen of the two of them. Yusuke immediately wrote back to the group, "We need to throw them a surprise party at my place ASAP! They'll be busy for most of today anyway! Someone add Kuwabara to this text." Keiko wrote back, "After the party you should sleep over my place, so they have the house to themselves. ;)Someone should make a romantic care package." Keiko quickly added Kuwabara to the thread. Kuwabara wrote, "Jeez Botan! I can't believe you sent that pic of Hiei to Yukina. D:< He's her brother!" Keiko wrote,"That picture needs to be framed. <3" Kuwabara wrote back, "Wait...so did Hiei deflower Kurama? We should bake a cake." Yusuke laughed loudly at their banter. Keiko wrote back, "Well it's his first time in this body soooo....I'm going with yes! ;)"
Yusuke quickly called his home phone. He knew that they would still be astral projecting in Reikai so he left a voicemail. "Hey! I just wanted to give you guys a heads up that I'll be at Keiko's tonight. Call me if you need anything!" With that a plan had been devised. Kurama woke up in his body, once more, eyes opening. He became aware of Hiei's weight on his shoulder and glanced to him, supporting until he woke up. Kurama looked over at Botan.
"Hiei will let you know the location." His eyes softened. "Thank you, Botan." She nodded, still hesitating. Botan wanted to say something, but she wasn't sure what, exactly, she could say. She dithered, waiting for Hiei to return to his body.
"Oh, yes, er, I..." Hiei woke up in his body, and sat up. He had forgotten that he was laying on Kurama's shoulder. "There's an abandoned cabin at the top of that mountain, the only people who go up there are gang members." Hiei pointed out the window at the mountain in the distance. "I'll meet you there in about three hours." Botan nodded quickly, gave them a sad but encouraging smile and disappeared.
Kurama sighed, leaning back into the couch. He tried to get a handle on his anger, running through everything Hiei had said in Koenma's office. "You need to write the letter." Kurama muttered, pondering how he would deliver it. It would be easiest to slip it into the general circulation after-hours, when he could mark it with an altered post-stamp that was five days earlier. That was the only problem; the post-stamp. Otherwise he could just toss it in the mail. Kurama couldn't do that until the evening when the post office had been closed for a while, though. They also had to wait to do the same to his dentist's office, to switch out the dental records. And reconnaissance was out of the question, since he'd already been missing for so long and couldn't risk being recognized. Kurama expelled another sigh, this one vaguely irritated. Hiei looked over at Kurama forcing a small smile. "I was just going to use the Jagan to make a human stamp it with an earlier date." Hiei grabbed a pen and a sheet of paper. "Or I could just break in and stamp it myself and you could delete the footage from the security camera." He thought for a moment. He had never written a ransom note. "Ummm...what should I write?" He had plenty of things to say to Koenma, but when it came to writing ransom notes he was drawing a blank. Kurama nodded, not looking at him. "Jagan would be easiest." He stated, his voice neutral. "Write something like... 'We have Minamino Shuichi. His mother's fate will be his if our demands are not met. If you don't pay us 1,000,000 yen before four days have passed he will die and his blood will be on your hands. Instructions are below.'" Kurama had recited this tonelessly, his expression giving away nothing, mental barriers firm and unyielding. He had leaned forward into a more comfortable position, elbows resting on his knees and hands linked together by intertwining fingers. To anyone looking, he was clearly deeply reflecting on something and only giving a small speck of his attention to the letter. Hiei transcribed everything as Kurama said it. His handwriting was terrible, but legible if you squinted hard enough. Once he had finished writing, he waited for the ink to dry and wrote Kurama's old address on the envelope. He found a stamp and used it. He did not include a return address. Once he had finished writing the letter he removed the tab and sealed it. Hiei noticed immediately that Kurama's mental barriers were firm and unyielding. He probably just needed some space. A lot had happened today. He figured Kurama just needed a moment to himself. He reached over and squeezed Kurama's shoulder. "I'll go to the woods behind the post office." Kurama put his hand over Hiei's; he noticed the instinctive reaction, a moment later. It jarred him from his thoughts, and he looked over at Hiei. A little life came back to his eyes as Kurama registered Hiei was with him, and Kurama smiled, just slightly.
"Yes, all right. Don't be long?" He hesitated to say he'd wait, trying to push back thoughts of murderous revenge. Kurama had to remember that he wasn't the only one affected, in this; whatever happened to him would affect Hiei, Yusuke and the rest of their friends. He couldn't afford to fly off the handle again, to lose control - Koenma had confirmed as much.
It was hard to sit here, doing nothing while the rage of knowledge boiled just under his skin - but it would be harder to exclude everyone and, much as he might want to, if Kurama approached the plotter on his own with intent to kill he would likely be dead before he ever reached him. Well, dead or captured. He had to wait; to plan. Much as he might be ready to throw his life away in vengeance for Shiori, she hadn't wanted that. Besides, where would his death leave Hiei, or Yusuke? They'd just started something together, and it would be cruel of Kurama to leave them now. He glanced away, still conflicted. The youko in him called for blood and it was harder for Kurama to resist when he felt the same, deep down. "I won't." Hiei promised, smiling at Kurama. He gave the fox a quick peck before disappearing out the window. It wasn't that long of a run. Soon Hiei was in the edge of the forest and peering into the minds of the humans around him. When he found a postal worker on their lunch break he seized control. Slowly the dead eyed human came into the forest and accepted the letter from Hiei. Hiei watched through the Jagan as the human walked back inside, changed the stamp date, stamped the letter and sorted the rest of the mail. He watched the human change the date back and continue stamping. The human would never know what had happened. It would all fade out of their mind. Hiei let go. He needed to get an accelerant for the fire later. Gasoline was going to be the best choice. Kurama watched Hiei go. He was still for a few minutes, then stood. Kurama was too restless to remain here, right now. He tied his hair back into a low, messy bun and pulled on the black hoodie from Yusuke; it set off his white, tapered slacks quite well. Kurama headed out the door and used a thin plant to lock it from the outside, then left.
He wandered the streets, hands in his pockets, lost deep in thought. Kurama didn't notice where his feet were taking him until the smell of ramen made him look up, blinking. Just down the street from him was Yusuke, in the midst of his work, cheerfully giving someone a bowl, taking orders and - so light, it almost hurt. Kurama didn't know if he should approach; he didn't want to interrupt. And yet, he felt almost drawn to Yusuke's ki, now; it was bright and strong, familiar and comforting. He didn't move, too conflicted to turn around and leave or head forward. Yusuke had been planning a surprise party from his job. Yukina and Kuwabara were already making a cake and Keiko was already at the naughty store picking out things. Botan had texted him to tell him that Hiei had gone off on Koenma, but otherwise seemed to be in a good mood. The two of them could use a good distraction. Yusuke looked up and saw a figure. He immediately recognized it as Kurama. "Oi! Kurama!" He waved his hand out trying to get the red head's attention. "I know you can see me over there!" He shouted with a grin. Kurama looked momentarily startled, at being noticed so easily. He hesitated, then realized he didn't need to correct Yusuke to call him 'Minamino'. Shaking it off, Kurama noticed belatedly that he'd already started to walk towards Yusuke and sighed, just going with it. He sat on a stool, leaning his elbows on the counter and supporting his chin atop his hands.
"Yes, well. Hello." Kurama glanced sideways at the other patrons; mostly to avoid Yusuke's eyes. He didn't know why, but right now he felt almost... trapped. He hadn't felt that way around Hiei. "How's business?" Yusuke grinned at Kurama. "I'm going to be taking my lunch break right now." Yusuke ran into the back of the restaurant and returned with a bowl of ramen. He set the bowl down in front of Kurama. "You have to try this, I altered the recipe a little and I need another opinion." Yusuke took his apron off quickly and slid over the counter. One of his coworkers was quickly behind him to relieve him. Kurama blinked at him, caught slightly off-guard. Yusuke's cheeriness contrasted sharply with his internal mood, but he made an effort to not let that show. He nodded, picking up a pair of chopsticks. "I'm sure it's delicious, Yusuke." Yusuke beamed at Kurama. "Wow, your hair looks very cute like that." His brown eyes seemed to glow. The hair comment made his cheeks warm, and Kurama lifted his eyes to give Yusuke a slight scolding look - but, he just couldn't. It turned into a somewhat helpless smile in the face of those shining eyes. He looked down again, nodding and fiddling with his chopsticks absent-mindedly; Kurama just couldn't bring himself to eat while Yusuke was still talking to him. The 'trapped' feeling grew stronger. "Business is the same." Yusuke smiled and tried to keep the conversation light-earted. "Botan told me that Hiei went off and that it was amazing. I used to go off on pacifier breath all the time when I was Spirit Detective, but apparently Hiei really stuck it to him. I would give anything to see the look on his stupid face." Yusuke laughed. "Ya know...I think Hiei is actually really cute when he's angry. "
"Ah - yes. It was quite the dressing-down." Normally he would have smiled, but Kurama felt a frown tugging at his mouth, instead. He was tiptoeing around Yusuke, but why? Too distracted by his own thoughts, Kurama missed that last comment and didn't remark on it. Yusuke could immediately tell that there was something off. Kurama wasn't himself. Something was definitely on his mind. Maybe it was the way Kurama fidgeted with his chopsticks. Yusuke knew that Kurama had spent today in Reikai with Hiei watching his mother's death because Botan had told him. He knew that Kurama was already going to shed his human identity and that Hiei was helping him. "Kurama...you seem on edge." Yusuke said giving Kurama a comforting smile. "When I saw you walking, you looked like you were running away... You're the smartest person I know...but you looked like you were about to do something really stupid." Yusuke grinned. "You know stupidity is my trademark, so you aren't supposed to do stupid things without me." He chuckled a little at his own observation. Had he misread Kurama? Kurama was still wearing this same trapped expression. Kurama fingers froze, and he didn't look up. What... How had Yusuke pinned his emotions, so thoroughly? It felt like a cage falling around him. Finding himself again, Kurama managed a chuckle and shook his head.
"Why would I do something stupid, Yusuke? That's not like me." He started to reach for his ramen but his hand was caught by Yusuke's, abruptly. Yusuke dropped his voice into a whisper. "I think you came here because you know how much I care about you. I promise that no matter what I'll always care about you, but please don't do anything too rash." Kurama stared down at the hand that had grabbed his own. The low voice tore at him; accusing him without confronting him, but it still made his heart race in fear. How did Yusuke know?! Unable to simply brush aside the heartfelt words that followed, Kurama swallowed slightly and bit his lip. Still, he tried; his own voice dropping, as well.
"I don't... I wasn't..." Images of storming the plotter's location, alone, shot through his head and Kurama visibly winced. He daren't look up, already feeling uncomfortably exposed. Hiei hadn't noticed anything was amiss. Why was Yusuke?! Kurama took a short breath, fingers twitching under Yusuke's hand. He couldn't deny it was comforting, but... "I wasn't going to do anything. I'm not sure what you're insinuating. Don't you trust me?" Deflect, he had to deflect. Kurama hadn't noticed his voice had gone quietly cold and hard; a giveaway that he felt defensive. "Look, I'm not telepathic but I'm really good at reading you guys." Yusuke said calmly. "I trust you, Kurama, but you aren't being yourself. When you got here I saw the conflict on your face, and I knew something was wrong..." Yusuke thought for a moment. "You are a strategist Kurama. You plan everything down to the last detail." Yusuke grabbed Kurama by the wrist and pulled him outside into an alley. "The Kurama I know would never abandon us to run guns blazing into Makai!" Yusuke almost shouted. "I know you and Hiei have planned some elaborate heist to fake your death and I'm fine with that because I trust you. Right now he's probably running one of your errands because he friggin loves you. Can you imagine how hurt he would be if he finished the entire heist himself and you just disappeared!? He'll think you used him and discarded him." Yusuke started to tear up. "Can you imagine how hurt everyone would be if anything happened to you? How hurt I would be?" The tears started falling. Yusuke wiped them away quickly. "If you were being yourself, you would sit down with Hiei and I, and you would plan a flawless strategy like you always do." Yusuke grabbed Kurama's wrist and pulled him into an embrace. Kurama flinched as he was dragged out; too surprised to fight it. When Yusuke yelled at him, his face became an unreadable mask and he stepped back. Inadvertently, it put him against the wall behind him. Kurama managed to keep his poker face until Yusuke started crying, and then it flickered with guilt. A hand opened, fingers spreading, before curling back towards his palm. When Yusuke held him, Kurama froze, then started to shake, minutely. "You don't know..." Kurama started, head bowed. His voice was quietly angry, conflicted with guilt, mixed and sounded quite unlike him. He half-wanted to push Yusuke away but he couldn't. "You don't know what it's like to know who it is and do nothing!" The tremors grew worse; he couldn't tell if they were rage, or something else. "I've been trying to remember you and Hiei but you weren't there, Yusuke, when everything was up to me or it didn't happen. When every little problem had to be immediately solved by me and this is all my fault because it's a problem that should've been solved centuries ago and it's my fault he's still alive to have done this!" Kurama was snarling by the end, hands clawing into the waist of Yusuke's shirt almost violently enough to tear the fabric, his eyes wide and green over Yusuke's shoulder and seeing nothing but memories and blame. "I've experienced a fraction of what you are going through. The grief wrecked me, Kurama." Yusuke said, still tearing up. "Kurama, you have no control over what happened in the past. We all have our regrets, and we all make our mistakes, but right now I am telling you not to make this mistake. Please, you already lost one person you love, you don't need to lose anyone else." Yusuke hugged Kurama tighter. "It was Yomi then." Yusuke answered. "Kurama, he's powerful. He defeated me in the demon world tournament. You can't just run into a fight like that. It's suicide, and your mom would not want her only son to throw away his life." Yusuke pulled back so he could look into Kurama's eyes. His were full of tears and sincerity. "You're smart. If you fight your way to Yomi by yourself, by the time you reach him you won't have enough energy to kill him. You don't have to do this alone. At least let us clear a path for you." "Yusuke." Kurama hissed in his ear, teeth gritting in the back of his mouth as he clenched his eyes shut. The force of Yusuke's hug was great and good and everything Kurama knew he could never be. His arms were strong and Kurama felt safe in them - it's just a lie his mind whispered to him, and Kurama shook his head with a sob. Yusuke would never lie to him and Kurama had... What kind of person was he? Leaving them both out of it. He wasn't used to feeling safe or depending on people. Kurama hadn't even considered involving them. Kurama slumped against Yusuke, hiding his face in Yusuke's shoulder. He didn't hear a word of what Yusuke said about Yomi as he was quietly breaking down. When Yusuke pulled back Kurama's eyes were broken and staring down slightly, riddled with guilt. He closed them after a moment, biting his lip and turning his face away but still mostly leaning on Yusuke for support. A quiet sob muffled itself in Yusuke's shoulder. Yusuke supported Kurama. "You're going to be alright, you can trust us. We'll always help you." Yusuke whispered softly. Yusuke's hand reached under the hoodie and began to softly stroke the top of Kurama's hair. "I promise you." His other hand reached up and began to softly rub Kurama's back. "I love you." He let Kurama lean against him. Yusuke could still feel tears running down his cheeks. They were out of control for a little bit. "It's alright. Just please...let us help you." Kurama wrapped his arms around Yusuke, tightly, pressing his face into his shoulder, taking a shaky, deep breath. He tried to let Yusuke's words resonate as truth in his chest, but it was so hard. Yusuke's hand in his hair made him press up into it and Kurama slowly moved his head so he could peer hesitantly up at him, eyes tormented.
"I'm sorry." Kurama gasped out, like a terrible secret. Kurama clung to him like Yusuke was the only thing keeping him from running back into who he used to be. His eyes were frantic and guilt-stricken, noting the tears he'd caused. "I'm so sorry, I never... I didn't mean... I haven't ever been able to..." The next words were like ash and he had to swallow past them, unable to stand looking at those eyes - they were too wholesome, too much that he didn't deserve - and Kurama had to look away, again. "...to depend on anyone... they've always been... traitors, and cowards, and useless... it's not your fault I'm like this... it's mine." He swallowed, again; Kurama had just shown Yusuke a small glimpse of who he'd been, how he'd thought - what would Yusuke think of him, now? "It's alright." Yusuke whispered. The thought of Kurama leaving just kept bringing more tears out of him. "Who you were then isn't who you are now, Kurama." Yusuke was teary eyed, but sincere. He lifted Kurama up in his arms. "I'll admit I don't know very much about who you were...all I know is stories...most of them are kinda dirty." He laughed. His teary eyes sparkled. "The person I love, is the person you are right now." Yusuke leaned in and gave Kurama a gentle kiss. Kurama was heaved against Yusuke's chest so he was a head taller than him, strong hands supporting his weight from under the back of his thighs. Kurama's feet were off the ground, eyes wide at the sudden shift. When Yusuke laughed he half-sobbed a huff in surprise, grinning painfully at the stupid reference to Makai rumors, resting his forehead on Yusuke's with an involuntary chuckle, at the ridiculousness. Kurama cupped Yusuke's cheeks with his hands, breathing into the kiss with a hitch of a gasp. He didn't deserve this, but Yusuke deserved everything Kurama could ever hope to become. "I wish someone would stop cutting onions back here. Jeez!" Yusuke laughed at his own tears and grinned up at the kitsune. He playfully spun around a couple times before setting Kurama down. "My break is almost over, but I'm going to walk you home." He reached out grabbing Kurama's hand. "Besides I should probably see how our gremlin is doing." Yusuke laughed as the two of them walked forward together. Kurama huffed again at the silly comment, then clutched to Yusuke as he was spun, breathless when he was set down. He stared at Yusuke, amazed, then stumbled after him as he was tugged, a laugh startled out of him.
----- CHAPTER BREAK -----
Yusuke remembered their plans for the surprise party. "I'm probably going to sleep over Keiko's tonight." Yusuke told Kurama. He smiled and kissed the fox's cheek. Kurama wasted no time in plastering himself to Yusuke's side, clutching the hand holding his own. He must look quite ridiculous, but Kurama simply couldn't help himself, and leaned into the kiss, nuzzling and pouting slightly as Yusuke told him this. Kurama pulled back to look at him, pleading eyes glowing at him. "Must you?" Yusuke grinned at Kurama. "Well, if you want to plead your case to her..." He said with a laugh. Kurama's look was almost irresistible. Besides, he needed to make sure they were out of the apartment while the surprise party was being set up. Kurama was almost magnetic, every few blocks Yusuke would get the urge to pull him even closer. He ended up letting go of Kurama's hand and wrapping his arm around Kurama's waist so they could be as physically close as possible. "Can't I plead it to you?" Kurama prodded, not giving up just yet. He settled in comfortably against Yusuke when he was pulled closer, a hand on Yusuke's arm around his waist while his other hand held Yusuke's far hip. "It's just one night. Besides, I have the day off tomorrow. I'll get back early and wake you two up with breakfast." He planted a kiss on Kurama's nose. After the nose-kiss, he nuzzled into Yusuke's neck affectionately, dotting kisses there with a content hum in the back of his throat. "One night's too long~" "I'm not sure I can get out of this one." Yusuke nuzzled Kurama's cheek. This was Keiko they were talking about after all. One of her slaps had knocked him out before. Yusuke chuckled. "Mmm. You and Hiei should do something, then." He didn't want to let Kurama in on him knowing about what happened this morning. As they entered his apartment complex one of Yusuke's neighbors stopped him. "Oi! Urameshi, why was someone yelling about a mountain this morning?" The neighbor was visibly annoyed. "Excuse me?" Yusuke asked confused. "Someone was yelling about Mt. Kurama this morning." Yusuke shrugged, and the neighbor grumbled and left. Kurama went pink, and turned more into Yusuke's neck, to hide it. When the neighbor had gone, he couldn't help the embarrassed chuckle that escaped. "That might have been Hiei... we... may have gotten up to some mischief, this morning." He confessed this softly against Yusuke's throat, peering up at him over the curve of Yusuke's cheek. Yusuke grinned at Kurama's admission. "What sort of mischief?" Yusuke asked as he playfully kissed Kurama's cheek, and squeezed the kitsune in his arms. "You should tell me about it." He winked suggestively. Kurama deadpanned at him. "You know, then." He huffed, but didn't pull away from his comfortable, nestled spot against Yusuke's neck. Green eyes narrowed in thought, and he watched Yusuke suspiciously as he mused aloud. "But how do you know..." He doubted Hiei would have said anything. Yusuke laughed. "Awww...I guess you don't kiss and tell then." Yusuke beamed at Kurama as he dug in his pocket for the key. "I guess you do have a certain glow about you." He pulled out the key. "Besides, Hiei told Koenema you were his mate." "He did." Kurama said, softly startled that Yusuke knew that, as well. Botan, then. Unlocking the door, Yusuke swung it open. Hiei had obviously just come in through the window. His face and hands were smeared with ash. Yusuke grinned at Hiei. "Awwww...you make the cutest little arsonist." Hiei snorted. "You should probably take a bath...or something...you got something on you face." Yusuke gestured to his own face. Hiei tried to wipe it off and made it worse. Yusuke laughed. Kurama spotted Hiei once both he and Yusuke stepped inside, and instantly felt the same guilt from before well up within him. Notwithstanding the soot, he hurried forward to hug Hiei close to his chest, burying his face in his ash-streaked hair. "I'm sorry." Kurama murmured, holding Hiei almost too tight. Yusuke's eyes went wide when Kurama rushed in and embraced Hiei and clung to him. Yusuke smiled at both of them. Hiei looked surprised when Kurama hugged him. Hiei quickly hugged him back, covering him with ash. Hiei looked confused and raised an eyebrow. "For what?" The sudden apology made Hiei a little nervous. What exactly was Kurama apologizing for? "I was... thinking of doing something on my own." Kurama muttered this hesitantly, suddenly having second thoughts about his abrupt urge to clear the air with Hiei. It was better to be out with it, though, and better it come from him, anyway. Kurama sighed; then sneezed, at all the ash. Hiei looked up at Kurama. "Hm?" Hiei was curious. Kurama's face and hands were now covered with ash. Hiei thought for a moment, and hugged Kurama tighter. "Were you going to run off to Makai again?" Yusuke's jaw dropped. He didn't think Hiei would be so perceptive. Hiei saw Yusuke's reaction. He was right then. "All that matters is that you didn't. Besides..." Hiei gave Yusuke a smirk. "Out of the three of us, Yusuke is the dumbass." Yusuke laughed. "Awww. I have to head back to work, but you two should both take a bath before you touch anything." Hugging Hiei had gotten ash on Kurama's pants and everywhere else. Kurama relaxed, a little, and had to chuckle, at the comment about Yusuke. "Well, he talked some sense into me, so don't go underestimating him just yet." He peered back at Yusuke, over his shoulder; sad he was leaving already, but of course Kurama understood. Kurama nodded, although he couldn't hide the wistfulness in his gaze. Much as he might want to lock the both of them away where he could look at and play with them all he wanted - Kurama's ears pinked, at the abruptly possessive thought, and he buried his face in Hiei's hair; this time, to hide his embarrassment as he chastised himself. Yusuke and Hiei were not valuable, inanimate treasures he had stolen from some Makai noble's home! He huffed at himself; and sneezed, again. So much soot. Hiei chuckled darkly. "Never." Yusuke grinned at the two of them and Hiei quirked a brow. He was definitely hiding something. No matter. "Alrighty, have fun with the rest of your heist." Yusuke beamed at both of them before shutting the door. Hiei couldn't help but realize that Yusuke was very cute. Hiei laughed when Kurama sneezed. "The house made more ash than I thought." Hiei admitted. They were both covered in it. "Yes." Kurama drew back and tugged out the bottom of his borrowed black hoodie to survey the damage. He sighed. He'd have to find something else to use, to break into his dentist's office, tonight. "I suppose we're due for another shower." Kurama admitted reluctantly, glancing back up at Hiei as he tugged his hood down, revealing the messy bun his hair was pulled into. So many showers, today. Kurama shook his head and headed for the bathroom. "Well, maybe now we deserve that bath we missed this morning..." He wondered aloud, as he walked. Kurama's face was covered in ash like Hiei's. They almost matched. He nodded at Kurama's suggestion. He needed to get all of this ash out of his hair. "I think so." Hiei agreed. A nice hot bath with Kurama sounded nice. When they got to the bathroom, Hiei turned on the lights. Kurama had ash smeared all over his face. Hiei couldn't help but laugh. He'd never seen them both look so dirty. Kurama shot a glance at Hiei, as he laughed. He raised an eyebrow at him, and reacted quickly - grabbing the portable showerhead and spraying Hiei directly in the face, without warning. He smirked, slowly lowering it. "Since that seems to be how you like to start your showers..." Kurama teased, eyes sharp with mirth. Hiei looked like a wet cat for a moment and then chuckled. He tried to wrestle the showerhead away from Kurama, but the fox had too strong a grip. In the ensuing ridiculousness, Hiei ended up spraying both of them a bunch. Hiei smirked up at Kurama. At least they were both wet now. Kurama smiled sweetly at him and leaned to kiss him, neverminding his dirty, dripping face. Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama, kissing him back a little deeper. Hiei pondered if this was the reason why humans liked kissing in the rain so much. Kurama nuzzled into Hiei's face, sliding his hands over Hiei's shoulders and down his back, pressing him close to his sodden front with a comfortable sigh. He murmured against him. "It went well, then?" Hiei planted another kiss on Kurama's lips. He wrapped his arms around Kurama's waist. "Yes. Everything went smoothly." Hiei cuddled closer to Kurama. "Mmm..." "Maybe I should reward you then." Kurama mused, voice dropping as he nosed into that kiss, biting gently at Hiei's lip as he let his hands wander lower down Hiei's back. He couldn't quite reach that low without leaning over, but he hoped the intent of it was transmitted; implying without taking. Kurama tipped forward, humming in the back of his throat. Kurama's tone surprised Hiei a bit, he hadn't expected the fox to feel so frisky. This was a pleasant surprise. "Intriguing..." Hiei leaned up kissing Kurama deeper. He drew Kurama in even closer, so they were pressed flush against each other. Kurama brought his hands up to cup the back of Hiei's head and hold him in place, lazily returning the deeper kiss with a sweet swipe of his tongue before sighing. He shifted into Hiei's tighter hold, kissing the corner of Hiei's mouth. "Koenma really made you angry, hm?" "Mm." Hiei nibbled the bottom of Kurama's lips playfully. When Kurama broke the kiss and started kissing the edge of his lips, Hiei purred into the kisses. Koenma's name was not the name Hiei wanted to hear now. He opened his eyes. "Yes." Hiei admitted. Kurama was watching those eyes as they opened, and gave a small smile before his expression flickered a touch darker. "You were yelling." He said softly, keeping Hiei's eyes as his fingers started to tap over Hiei's neck, then shoulder, moving slowly forward over wet and dirty fabric. "Blaming him. Ripping into him." Kurama's gaze grew intent, and almost hyper-focused. Hiei watched Kurama's expression take on a darker tone. He wasn't sure what the fox was getting at. "I was." Hiei confirmed. He didn't remember exactly what he had said to Koenma, but he knew it was enough to make him drop his stupid pacifier. "Yes. My statements were all accurate, and I do not regret them." Maybe screaming at Koenma was not the best choice, but he deserved it. Kurama seemed intrigued. "Yes, of course." Kurama's voice was gentle, soothing as he dismissed that, but his eyes didn't change. His head tilted, as though he was trying to examine Hiei from the inside-out. His fingertips tapped lightly, moving over Hiei's cheek. "You pointed out his hypocrisy, and called him a 'fucking coward'." Kurama grinned, then; suddenly sharp and dangerous. "Tell me?" This he cooed, leaning in, but his expression and eyes still did not change. "Why you were so angry. Hiei." Hiei suddenly felt like he was under a microscope. He felt the instinctive urge to back away from Kurama, but the fox's gaze was intense and unrelenting. This is probably what Kurama's prey felt like. The hand on his cheek made him feel even more uncomfortable, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from Kurama's gaze. "He is a hypocrite and a fucking coward." Hiei asserted. He felt like he was going to have another outburst. It seemed like Kurama was trying to provoke him. He suddenly felt overwhelmed. "Because I fucking love you, ok!?" Hiei almost shouted. It took a moment for him to realize what he had said. What he said hit him a second later and he wanted to retreat. He felt his skin flush and he let go of Kurama. Kurama blinked, the intent look flicking out of his gaze like it was a light that had been switched off. "Hiei?" He asked, cautiously, letting his hand drop from Hiei's face and watching him carefully. "I know you do..." Kurama hadn't expected this reaction; he'd only wanted to explore more of... that rage, he'd witnessed before. Had he pushed too hard? His gaze grew regretful, but he didn't seek to crowd Hiei by smothering him in a hug if Hiei would rather pull away. So, Kurama carefully stepped back, pulling his arm back from around Hiei and watching him very closely, eyes concerned. They were both still wet and covered in ash. Hiei immediately regretted his sudden outburst. He felt his skin flush. Kurama had reminded him of Youko for a moment, and it had made him nervous. His eyes were still green though, so it was still the same Kurama he always knew. "I'm sorry..." Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama's waist again. "...I didn't intend to snap at you. I'm still on edge from this morning." He admitted. "We all have spent years cleaning up after Koenma, and we still get followed around by Reikei death squads, who can't even do their jobs." "Yes..." Kurama realized something, as he tentatively tucked Hiei back into an embrace, leaning into Hiei's hair. "Did I remind you of Youko?" He asked, quietly, petting at Hiei's cheek with his thumb. His mind wasn't really on Hiei's rage, anymore. He'd stumbled upon something almost more worrying - was Hiei so averse to Youko? Kurama hesitated to explain, trying to find the right words to go about this. Hiei thought for a moment. He wasn't sure what had set him off. Once Youko had calmed down he was fine with him. He actually thought Youko was attractive. "It wasn't that you reminded me of Youko, Kurama." Hiei's skin flushed brighter. "When he called me 'sweet one,' I was actually..." He turned away to try to conceal his embarrassment. "It was that you were...trying to make me angry...and I was confused." Kurama tipped his head, noting Hiei's movement curiously. He continued stroking his cheek. "I apologize for attempting that." He said, softly. Perhaps he should've just asked, but he wasn't quite sure how. Kurama changed tactics. "When he called you that, you were 'actually' what, dear?" He murmured, kissing Hiei's hair gently. "It's fine." Hiei said cuddling into Kurama's arms. He sighed softly. "If you were in control of yourself I would have liked it...a lot." Hiei admitted. Of course, Kurama had managed to pry it out of him. Perhaps like was an understatement. He felt his cheeks heat up at the admission. "Hmmm." Kurama considered this, holding him reassuringly. He leaned to kiss his temple. "You want me to call you that, Hiei?" It didn't make much difference, really. And if Hiei truly enjoyed it, why should Kurama deny him? He nosed against his hair. "You need only say so." "Only if you want to, and not all the time. It..." Hiei searched for the proper word, and he found himself more embarrassed. "...excites me." He hoped Kurama understood what he was getting at. He pondered for a moment. "Do you have anything like that?" "I see." He tucked Hiei closer, arms warm around him. "Hm?" Kurama blinked, and sweatdropped a little. He'd done so much, it all ran together, and he couldn't think of anything special, at the moment. So, he shook his head. "I've always been in control; the seducer, the aggressor." He hummed. "I wouldn't know where to start." Kurama pecked Hiei's cheek and drew back, with a smile. "We should bathe. Come now." He started to peel off his soaking clothes; it was beginning to get cold. Hiei raised an eyebrow. "You've never been dominated?" He was a tad surprised. He expression was almost incredulous. "Or not in control?" The entire topic made him a bit curious. Hiei knew almost everything that excited him and all of his sensitive spots. Hiei slowly peeled off his wet clothing. Kurama paused, reflecting on the question. He shrugged, his back to Hiei as he tossed the hoodie off to the side, and started on his other clothes. "I suppose not." He grinned, wryly, to himself, as he pulled his shirt over his head. "From what I remember, there was a lot of youko-sex-worship going on, and I think if anyone had tried to dominate me I would've simply killed them." Kurama said this rather offhandedly, as though it was simply a matter of course. Makai hadn't been safe, after all, so if Kurama had let down his guard for even a moment, it could have been his last. He began to slip out of his tapered slacks, then. Hiei chuckled darkly. "Oh." It made a lot of sense to the youkai. Hiei sat down on the stool and filled up a bucket. He started to wash the ash out of his hair. "Did you want to try it?" Hiei watched Kurama's expression out of the corner of his eye. Kurama had been really oblivious about his feelings before, maybe he was that oblivious about his own kinks and preferences too. Now undressed, Kurama pulled out a stool for himself, as well, and listened over the running water to Hiei's question. "I haven't really thought about it." He replied honestly, dipping the soap in the bucket, splashing a bit on himself as the bucket continued to fill and beginning to soap himself down, since Hiei was currently using the tap and the showerhead. Hiei turned to grin at Kurama. "Oh, so that's why you were trying to make me angry." He rinsed the shampoo suds out of his hair and scooted the stool a little closer to the kitsune. "You should have just told me you wanted something specific." Hiei smirked suggestively at Kurama. One of his hands gently began to scratch Kurama's back. Kurama looked over his shoulder at him, blinking. "Was it?" He asked, curiously. Kurama blinked again, noticing the shift on Hiei's face. He raised a brow at the scratching, and swatted Hiei's hand away with a soft huff, taking the showerhead and turning around to rinse his own hair before starting to apply the shampoo. "Sorry." Hiei apologized when Kurama swatted his hand away. Had he really misread Kurama that badly? The rest of their bath went on without a hitch. Hiei made small talk with Kurama to avoid any awkwardness. Hiei put on another pair of black jeans and a different black sweater. All they really needed to do was break into the office and switch out Kurama's old dental records with these new ones. It shouldn't be too difficult. It had gotten dark outside so they would blend right in. Kurama slipped a black turtleneck over his head, pulling his hair out from the collar. He had on some opaque black yoga pants beneath it, as well as the same slippers he usually wore in battles. Kurama tucked his hair up into a high bun; secure, well off his neck and out of the way. He pulled on some short, black gloves and procured the dental records from where he'd hidden them, when they'd come back from Reikai. They wasted no time getting to his old dentist's office, sticking to the shadows so Kurama's red hair wouldn't catch the light. Once there, he directed Hiei to stay outside and slid around to the back, where they received their shipments. Picking the lock with ease, Kurama avoided the security cameras he'd pegged since he was a child and deftly sneaked to the records room. He sorted through the files, looking for his name, and pulled them out. Kurama set both sets of records on the desk in the room and stole a convenient pen to start making the dates match. He'd already blanked all the dates in the corpse's copy, so it was simply a matter of being precise and forging signatures, to make everything match up so it looked accurate. Hiei waited outside the dentist office, keeping his eyes peeled for anyone who might stop by and see them, but there wasn't anyone. So far the plan had run very smoothly. At least once this was done they could go home for the night and get some rest. He was still fixated on Kurama shooing him away and how he misread the fox earlier, and confused about what happened that morning. Kurama breathed an inward sigh of relief once the paperwork had all been altered. He carefully slid the false records back into the folder with his human name on it, and shut the cabinet. It was lucky his dentist was so old-fashioned; all his records were hard copies, so they didn't have to hack a computer system. Switching out physical documents was so much neater, after all. Kurama replaced the pen he'd taken, and padded quietly down the hall, ears trained for any noises as he didn't make a sound, himself. He exited the building just as he'd left it; with a black sleeve of documents in his hand. Kurama had almost forgotten what it felt like; the thrill, the knowledge that this act would give him his freedom back. He was all smiles when he got back to Hiei, and immediately handed him his old records to burn into nothingness. On the way back to Yusuke's apartment, Hiei stepped into an alleyway. He looked around for any cameras or anyone that could see him. Once he confirmed there was none he incinerated the documents, and rejoined Kurama. He was pretty sure he still smelled a little like ash and fire. Standing outside Yusuke's apartment he could feel his heart begin to pick up speed. They had completed their heist and it was getting Hiei going. It was such a rush. "Kurama...?" As far as Hiei could tell Kurama seemed to be having the same reaction. Suddenly Hiei lunged forward and captured Kurama's lips in a passionate kiss. His arms were suddenly wrapped around Kurama's neck and both his legs were wrapped around Kurama's waist. They were in the hallway of the apartment complex. They should probably head inside, but Hiei couldn't help himself. "Hm? Mmh!" Caught off-guard by the abruptness of it, Kurama stumbled back into the wall, eyes wide as he instinctively clutched Hiei to him. He realized it after a moment, though, and keened softly into Hiei's mouth at the aggression, arms wrapping around Hiei's waist and hitching Hiei up against him so Kurama could support more of his weight. Kurama's fingers dug into him, the wall hard and rough and unforgiving against his back. The shock and brute force was addictive, and he couldn't help but feed a small noise of approval back into that raging kiss, a little breathless and trying to catch up. Hiei deepened the kiss and sucked on Kurama's bottom lip before opening his mouth and slowly caressing the fox's tongue with his own. The sounds Kurama made drove Hiei wild. He broke the kiss and began to nibble Kurama's earlobe before planting several open mouthed kisses along the top of Kurama's neck. The turtleneck was in the way. Hiei wanted it off. "We should go inside. Now." Hiei purred against Kurama's throat. Hiei pulled Kurama back in for another passionate kiss. "Ah - " It was hard to gain his bearings; Hiei was a force against him. Kurama met the kiss, trying to focus but more soft noises slipped out, against his will, as Hiei set upon his ear. It was like Hiei was drawing them from him, and it made Kurama's heart race. There was a brush of discomfort in the back of his mind, at not being in control, but Kurama tamped down on it. On another level, it was exceedingly stimulating. He was already panting softly when Hiei moved to his neck, straining to get closer to him, fingers clawing at Hiei's back. "Yes - " He gasped, searching for words; but then his mouth was occupied again and Kurama made a small whine in the back of his throat, pouring himself into the kiss, fighting back with experience. Hiei was still wrapped around Kurama. Their bodies were flush against each other. Hiei could feel his pulse matching Kurama's. This was exciting. At any moment someone could walk into the hall and catch them before they could disappear into Yusuke's apartment. The door was only a few feet away. They needed to get inside, and Hiei needed to get that turtleneck off of Kurama's form. Hiei felt his excitement build as Kurama began to battle him for dominance. He felt his skin flush more. He deepened the kiss and moaned into Kurama's mouth. He felt his excitement and anticipation build. Kurama was really good at kissing. Kurama meant to move towards the door, he really did. But Hiei was being so distracting, he couldn't quite bring himself to divert his attention, even for a moment. Flipping so Hiei was the one pinned against the wall, Kurama pressed bodily against him, letting his hands wander under Hiei's sweatshirt to touch his skin. He inhaled against Hiei's mouth at the moan, before diving in to taste it fully, smoothing his tongue around and over Hiei's with skill, grinding him back into the wall with a low growl in the back of his throat, incredibly turned on. At being flipped around Hiei let out a loud whine into Kurama's mouth. Kurama's hands against his skin forced another noise out of his throat. "Mm." Hiei's skin flushed even more. He stroked Kurama's tongue with his own and leaned back against the wall. He could immediately tell that Kurama was aroused too. They needed to get inside now. Their clothes needed to be on the floor. Hiei clung to Kurama even more. "Mm...Kurama..." He murmured. "Inside." It was eloquent as he could manage in between his moans and whines. The word made Kurama gasp, and he shoved Hiei into the wall with sudden force. He knew what Hiei had meant, but - "Do you want me to take you right here?" Kurama hissed dirtily against Hiei's mouth, breaking the kiss to utter it, green eyes slit and heavy with intent upon him. "Where anyone could see? Not bother with your clothes, just take you right here, exposed and half-dressed, your pants down to your knees as I pound you into the wall? What would you think of me then, Hiei? Would you like that? Or would you resist." Kurama was smiling by the end but it was dark and almost twisted, eyes shining meanly. Of course, he'd never do that to Hiei, or himself; but the thought was ridiculously attractive. Hiei didn't realize what he had done until Kurama gasped and shoved him. Kurama's eyes were intense and once again Hiei was too weak to resist. His skin flushed even more. He knew Kurama was teasing him. The thought was arousing, but Hiei had never done that before. Hiei's eyes were heavy with lust. "Yes, but-" Hiei felt his skin flush even more. "I've never bottomed before. I'd like it...if you were the first." Hiei smirked and pulled Kurama even closer, capturing his lips in another passionate kiss. "I want you to take me, Kurama." Hiei purred against the fox's lips. Kurama's eyes widened, at the look in Hiei's gaze as well as the new information, and something warm blossomed in his chest. It felt like trust; fragile, breakable, something not casually given. "Hiei..." Kurama murmured, gathering him up in his arms, melting into Hiei as he was pulled closer. Hiei's words made him shiver, feeling the heaviness of just how much Hiei trusted him. Then they were kissing again, but Kurama couldn't help but make it sweeter this time, cupping Hiei's face and closing his eyes, sighing into that purr. He nosed into Hiei's cheek, still pressing him into the wall but backing off, just a bit; starting to dot kisses all over his face, nuzzling and generally feeling as though he could erupt from the sheer goodness that permeated every part of him, in this moment. Kurama quivered, just a little, at Hiei's final comment, clutching him deathly close to his chest and burying his face in Hiei's hair with a sharp inhale. Hiei was a bit surprised by how cute Kurama reacted. Certainly someone had said something similar to him before. When Kurama kissed him again it was much sweeter. Kurama was tilting his head back and they were melting together. Hiei felt like his heart might just explode from how happy he was. When Kurama covered him in kisses, Hiei beamed up at the fox. Hiei held Kurama even closer. When the fox quivered he felt an excited shiver go down his spine. Certainly, Kurama had taken people before. But this felt different; it was hard to explain. He was incredibly concerned about not hurting Hiei, of paying close attention to everything he did during, to make sure Hiei wasn't in pain. Kurama had never been a selfish lover, but attention and care had never been a large part of any of his experience. Kuronue might have tried, but Kurama hadn't been able to understand why. Now, he almost did. It was such a strange contrast to everything he knew, it caught him off-guard. And to hear it from Hiei, of all people, it was especially poignant.
Kurama sniffled into Hiei's hair, feeling ridiculous as he wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand. He gently pulled back, giving Hiei a slightly damp smile as he set him down. Kurama then leaned to peck his lips, one more time, whispering softly.
"I'll take that into account." As he straightened, Kurama wiped at the corners of his eyes with a few fingers, looking off in the direction of the railing, even as his hand naturally searched to find Hiei's. His cheeks were faintly pink. "W-We should go inside, I think." Hiei melted into Kurama's embrace holding him tighter. Hiei beamed up at Kurama when he was set down. When Kurama started wiping his eyes he was concerned that he had said something that upset Kurama, but he was smiling. Had no one been so sweet with him before? Was Kurama worried about hurting him? When Kurama pecked him and smiled, Hiei nodded. He threaded his fingers through Kurama's. "I think so." Hiei nodded. He stepped forward toward the door. He used the Jagan to slowly open the door. He hesitated a moment before pulling Kurama in for another gentle kiss while he twisted the door knob open. Kurama leaned into the kiss, fingers tightening on Hiei's.
"SURPRISE!" The shout startled Hiei and he immediately sensed danger and shoved Kurama behind him protectively. He could hear his heartbeat erupt in his ears, before he registered the source of the sound. All of their friends were in Yusuke's apartment. Keiko, Yusuke, Kuwabara, Yukina and Botan were all there. Once Hiei registered what was happening he flushed. Yusuke burst out laughing at Hiei's startled reaction. When the door opened he was assaulted by a range of familiar smells, and jerked straight up, eyes wide. Hiei shoved him behind him but Kurama kept a firm grip on his hand, eyes narrowing slightly as he realized the situation. It slowly dawned on him that... everyone must have heard the thumps on the wall, when they were being rough with each other, outside. Kurama's face slackened in horror and he went red with embarrassment, but didn't let go of Hiei's hand. Botan grinned, waving a little flag she'd gotten from somewhere. "Hi-hi! Awww, were you guys getting into trouble?" She cooed, snapping a picture of Kurama and Hiei in the doorway with red faces, clothes mussed and all in black. Yukina hid her giggles with a hand. They certainly looked as though they'd been getting into trouble, even though that's likely not what Botan had meant. "Great! Another one to add to your collection Botan!" Yusuke laughed. Hiei was still red faced. "What is the meaning of this? What collection?" Hiei's hand was still firmly on Kurama's hand. It occurred to Hiei, everyone must have heard them against the wall earlier. Yusuke grinned. "It's a surprise party! And you'll have to ask Botan about the collection..." Hiei snorted. "Well, what is the occasion!?" Hiei snapped. Keiko held up a photo of the two of them from earlier. The photo was captioned "memorializing the end of 20 years of celibacy". She giggled shyly. How did they get the photo? It was obviously taken by Reikai. "Botan." Hiei growled. "Yukina made cake." Kuwabara interjected. He was angry at first, but he gradually softened at Kuwabara's statement. Once the initial shock wore off, Hiei smiled. While this was embarrassing, it was a thoughtful gesture. Kurama had put his palm over his own face, in a futile attempt to hide his burning cheeks, especially with that picture being aired to the world. "Oh, dear..." He retained a firm hold on Hiei's hand to keep him from murdering anyone; well, at least until Hiei relaxed. Then Kurama loosened his grip, a bit. Botan meowed at Hiei, kitty face and paws out, as Yukina scurried forward to hug Hiei happily. "I'm so glad for you." Yukina whispered, pulling back to beam at him.
"It was so cute, though!" Botan exclaimed, bouncing a bit. "The video was better, but I figured a picture would be more appropriate to - eep!" The bubbly reaper slapped both her hands over her mouth, eyes wide. Hiei held onto Kurama's hand. Right now it was helping him relax, in spite of his embarrassment. He softly rubbed Kurama's hand with his thumb. He was a bit annoyed that his romantic evening had been hijacked by his meddling friends, but he couldn't be too mad at them for being happy. When Yukina ran up and hugged him his expression softened and he hugged her back with one hand. He didn't want to let go of Kurama's hand yet. Hiei glared at Botan. Yusuke, Keiko and Kuwabara all laughed. Yusuke grinned. "We got you guys a few things that you'll need." Yusuke said with another laugh. "And cake." Kuwabara insisted. He was still annoyed that Botan sent the photo to Yukina. Kurama let his hand slip from his face, with a soft sigh. He blinked down at Hiei and Yukina, and had to smile. Kurama tried not to dwell on how easily Hiei was adapting to all this attention; more things he'd missed. Kurama shook it off, giving Hiei's hand a soft squeeze as he strode out from behind him, leveling a deadpanned look at Yusuke.
"So that's how you knew, is it? Reikai surveillance." Kurama lofted a brow at Yusuke. Botan sweatdropped and scampered to hide behind Keiko, peering out from behind her and sticking out her tongue at Hiei. "Oh, let it go already!" She huffed. "We're all happy for you, and you're both happy, so what's the problem!" Yusuke nodded. "Yep. Botan sent everyone that pic." Hiei looked annoyed. "You sent that to my sister?" Kuwabara nodded. "See! I told you that was inappropriate." For once, Hiei agreed with Kuwabara. Keiko giggled. "But you just look so surprised." Keiko shielded Botan, and playfully laughed. Hiei scowled. "Spying on two people during intimacy is-" Yusuke cut Hiei off. "Well...what about when you two were in the hallway?"
"You were both out in the open. Where anyone could see." Keiko added. Yusuke and Kuwabara laughed. Hiei flushed. Maybe Botan was right. There wasn't any harm in celebrating Kurama's milestone with their friends. Hiei looked at Yukina. She looked very happy to be with everyone. Even though it felt like he and Kurama were being made fun of, he'd go along. He rolled his eyes. "Fine." Kurama leaned to rest his head on Hiei's, letting go of his hand to link his arms around Hiei's neck, lightly. He peered up at their friends. "We were both fully dressed, there, though." He smiled winningly at them. "And can you blame us, after completing such a successful heist?" By this point, Kurama supposed either Botan or Yusuke had shared all of their plans with them. He paused, then; suddenly a bit worried, and glanced to Botan. "Does Koenma know?" Yukina had stepped back, gone to retrieve the cake from Yusuke's kitchen and returned with a large smile. There were even candles on it. Kurama sweatdropped; this all really was going a bit too far. Well, at least everyone was having fun. It was an odd feeling, to be back around them. Half of him had missed it and the other half just accepted the aggravation of not being left alone, ever again. Keiko smiled when she saw Hiei and Kurama being affectionate. It was really cute. She shrugged. She couldn't really blame either of them. They were both being so cute. Yusuke didn't know the entire plan so he hadn't shared it. "I'm not sure." Yusuke said looking at Botan. When Yukina returned with the cake, Hiei eyed it incredulously. "Which of us is supposed to blow-" Yusuke cut him off. "Well, you're supposed to both take turns, three eyes." Yusuke gave Hiei a suggestive wink and Hiei flipped him off. It was a gesture that he and Kuwabara taught him one drunken night. He never thought Hiei would use it. Kuwabara laughed heartily. "No! Nonono, of course not!" Botan immediately denied, eyes wide. "Koenma-sama doesn't watch the tapes himself unless it gets reported that something of note happened." She winked at both Hiei and Kurama. "I made sure the reports didn't show anything 'of note'. So it'll be recorded over in the future, I'm sure." Kurama smiled amusedly into Hiei's hair, when he flipped Yusuke off. His green eyes glittered up at Yusuke, promising revenge in the future for plotting all of this. Then Kurama smiled, disarming and innocent. "We could both do it at the same time." He murmured this into Hiei's hair, while shifting to look down at Hiei, pulling him close and nuzzling a bit. Yusuke laughed. "But you did make a copy of it...for them to save for later." Hiei flushed and raised an eyebrow. Yusuke immediately knew what that expression meant. "No one else viewed it, but it is there if you're feeling frisky." Yusuke's expression was suggestive. Hiei couldn't help but laugh. "Like how you feel when you watch The Notebook." Keiko laughed at Hiei's jab.
"Yeah, if you 69." Yusuke laughed back. Kuwabara patted Yusuke on the shoulder. "Don't tease him too much, Urameshi. He might take it all out on poor Kurama." Yusuke nearly guffawed. Hiei looked up at Kurama and smirked giving the fox a knowing look. "Sure." He waited for Kurama and together they blew out the candles. Kurama was quite glad to know Hiei understood so well that Yusuke would suffer, later. He smirked back at Hiei and easily blew out the candles with him. It took no effort at all. The next two hours of the party were long and short; mostly from all the teasing Kurama and Hiei had to suffer through. They ate Yukina's delicious cake, and Botan stole many photos. For some reason neither of them mentioned that Yusuke had also been looped into their orbit. For Kurama's part, he was unsure how the others would react and didn't wish to 'out' Yusuke if he wasn't ready to tell them. So he simply let it be. They were gifted all sorts of weird things and Hiei had to accept them. Hiei didn't even know what some of the things were. At one point Botan had snapped a photo of him looking confused as he held a pair of anal beads. At some point during the party Yusuke noticed Hiei slip into the kitchen with Keiko. They were definitely plotting something. When it came time for people to leave, Keiko looked to Yusuke and said, "Sorry, it's Botan's night." She playfully pushed Yusuke into Kurama's arms and left hand in hand with the blue haired reaper. Yusuke looked from Hiei to Kurama and grinned sheepishly. "You have to admit the gifts were a nice touch." He scratched the back of his head nervously. "Oh, of course." Kurama beamed harmlessly at Yusuke, wrapping his arms around him so he couldn't escape, the moment Yusuke was shoved into them. Once the door was closed, his face grew foreboding even though the smile still lingered, Kurama's eyes still closed. "What do you think we should do with him, Hiei? We've just had our private lives aired to our friends and, in your case, family." Kurama's eyes opened, then, and they were deeply frightening and profoundly annoyed. "What do you think he deserves, my dear." "Hey! Botan did that! I just planned the party!" Yusuke said clearly trying to get out of this one. Hiei pondered for a moment. "Keiko did give us some very nice restraints. We could tie him up somewhere..." Yusuke's ears perked up. That sounded sexy. Was Hiei being merciful? "...and ignore him." Yusuke laughed. "Oh sure...you two wouldn't be able to resist me." Kurama liked that idea, musing aloud and completely ignoring Yusuke's words as he continued to hold him captive in his arms. "That might work..." He nodded. "We'd have to gag him, as well. He'd likely start loudly complaining after the first hour of no attention." Kurama smirked, then. "I could use my vines. Perhaps a little revenge for that image he sent you, yes, Hiei?" He smiled warmly at Hiei, for that. Hiei grinned at Kurama and nodded. That idea sounded perfect. "Yes. Vines would do nicely." Hiei beamed at Kurama. "A gag would be perfect. We would finally get some peace and quiet around here." Yusuke laughed. "You two are being ridiculous." Hiei rolled his eyes. "Now...how best to torture him?" Hiei ignored Yusuke's comments and smiled up at the fox. "Hmm..." Kurama looked thoughtful, but vines began snaking out of his hair and winding around Yusuke's limbs. When he could no longer run away, Kurama let him go; the vines let the fox escape easily, after all. Kurama smiled at Yusuke, sweetly. "I think he deserves a sock in his mouth. Would you fetch one, Hiei?" Kurama asked, pleasantly, not taking his eyes off Yusuke as the vines continued to circle around him. He sent a few ideas to Hiei through their mental link, as well; locking Yusuke in another room while they pretended to have violent sex, watching Yusuke's most hated movie, or simply cuddling on the couch with Yusuke unable to join in at all. Kurama didn't share this mentally or show any outward sign, but his heart was already softening, a bit. It was so hard to stay mad at Yusuke.
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Hiei quickly retrieved a sock from Yusuke's sock drawer. Surprisingly, he also found a bottle of lubricant and a some written erotica from Makai and Ningenkai. Scanning some of the titles Hiei had to chuckle darkly when he found a collection of short stories that depicted the legendary bandit. It was clearly something Yusuke had as a joke, the spine wasn't as worn as the others. Hiei couldn't help but laugh as he retrieved it and a sock. The title of the novel was A Silver Fox Stole My Heart. When Hiei emerged, Yusuke watched him curiously. "Wha-? Whoa!?" Yusuke's face was bright red. Hiei held up the novel that was in his hand, so Kurama could see the title. "I was going to give that to you as a joke!" Hiei immediately knew Yusuke was telling the truth, but he was going to tease him a little. Kurama looked over, expression turning incredulous when he saw the title. He glanced back at Yusuke, blinking slightly. "They wrote a book?" Kurama sounded flummoxed, and a bit curious. "Where ever did you find something like that?" Hiei flipped through the book. "It looks like it is a collection of short stories by different authors." Most of it looked like erotica. "Jin and I found it in a seedy bar in Makai. He apparently read it before." Yusuke was still flustered and tied up. Hiei snorted at Yusuke's admission. It sounded like something the wind master would read. Kurama shook his head, and strode over to look over Hiei's shoulder, scanning some of what was there. His expression flattened, as he sighed. "Pure fantasy. Goodness. Do they really believe this tripe is based in reality?" Kurama tutted disapprovingly, shooting a scolding glance over at Yusuke. It was half-teasing, but he was a little annoyed that Yusuke seemed so interested in hearing stories of his Youko self; furthermore, ones that were just fiction. Kurama lofted a brow at Yusuke, then. "Did you want to re-enact some of this? What was your purpose in obtaining it, really? Surely you didn't purchase it solely to tease Hiei." Kurama's eyes were sharp, dissecting, and vaguely ominous. Yusuke laughed. "After Youko came back in the dark tournament he's been...well....a bit of a sex symbol in Makai." Yusuke explained. "Surely, you're familiar with fan fiction? I actually got it for you, Kurama, because I thought it would make you blush." Yusuke admitted. The spine clearly hadn't been cracked before Hiei got his hands on it, so Yusuke obviously hadn't read it. Now that Hiei thought about it, the one about youkai seemed to be more well-read. "Well...I haven't read it." Yusuke admitted. Kurama relaxed, slightly. There was no lie in Yusuke's eyes. He sighed. For a moment he'd been reminded of the sort who had approached him in Makai after reading these sort of things. They had 'expectations' not based in reality, and some were very irritating to get rid of, even when Kurama clearly hadn't matched the 'starry-eyed lover' in some of the tales. "All right." He offered, neutrally, stepping away and looking off. "I don't want it." Kurama snapped. For someone who seemed to 'love him for who he was now', Yusuke did certainly like to dredge up his past quite a bit. Kurama headed to the guest bedroom to sort through the clothes he'd brought from home, to cool off. Yusuke didn't understand why Kurama was so angry. He sighed and looked at Hiei. "Can you just incinerate it?" Hiei held the book in his hand. In a few seconds it was nothing but ash. "Whoa!" Yusuke exclaimed. Some of the ashes went everywhere and Yusuke started coughing and sneezing. Yusuke regretted it immediately. He had just wanted to show Kurama that stuff because he thought it was funny. If someone wrote erotica about him, he'd collect it and hoard it. Yusuke looked up at Hiei confused. Kurama dropped to a seat in front of the large green duffel bag he'd borrowed from Yusuke. He didn't release his vines, not wanting Yusuke to approach him right now. He started to aimlessly sort through the clothes, putting them in various piles. Of course, he'd have to be youko for the funeral. Kurama had started thinking maybe he should change forms now, to get used to a youko-sized body operating in a human-sized world. The ransom note was out already, and everything had been arranged. It was risky for him to go out as his redheaded self. But... What just happened, made him hesitate. He didn't care which form he had, but he didn't want Yusuke to associate his youko form with... those tales. The Kurama he was, now, was the same person whether he looked human or demonic. But would Yusuke see that? Would Hiei see that? Hiei had, in Makai, but... Sometimes it was hard to tell. A few minutes later, Hiei headed back into the guest room after Kurama. Hopefully, Kurama wouldn't shoo him away. Yusuke was much better at cheering up Kurama than he was. Hiei found himself wondering what would Yusuke do to cheer up the kitsune? Besides putting his foot in his mouth? Hiei sat down next to Kurama. Hiei noticed Kurama had this ridiculous yellow sweater. "You haven't worn this in a while..." Hiei wasn't sure why, but he had the impulse to try it on, maybe the wine from Makai was kicking in. Compared to Yusuke and Kurama he was more of a lightweight. He would blame the wine for his behavior later. The sweater smelled like Kurama. The yellow sweater drooped off of his shoulders and he looked ridiculous. Kurama paused in his sorting, when Hiei walked in. He looked over his shoulder at him and had to fight a smile. Kurama reached out an arm and pulled him close, nuzzling Hiei's hair with a sigh. "You can have it, if you like." He sounded vaguely sad, and quietly exhausted; like he'd just had the same argument he and Yusuke just had, a thousand times before. Hiei reached out and wrapped his arms around Kurama's neck in an embrace. He looked up at Kurama, still feeling ridiculous in the yellow shirt. The sleeves went down past his hands. "Yusuke asked me to incinerate the book, so I did." Hiei commented quietly. He didn't know if he had the words to make Kurama happy again. "He only gets stupid around people he likes..." Hiei thought back to the numerous times Yusuke had gotten into fights with Keiko because of stupid misunderstandings. Kurama sighed, and leaned into him, tipping their noses together as his eyes closed. "I know." He'd felt the burst of ki that burned it, after all. Kurama knew about the other part of what Hiei had said, as well. It didn't make him feel any better, though. "Just reminded me of some past irritations, that's all." He muttered this into Hiei's cheek, as he kissed it, lightly. Hiei smiled at Kurama and ran his fingers through the kitsune's hair. "I'm sorry." Hiei apologized. He had brought the book out in the first place. "This is too big for me." Hiei commented. He had to roll up his sleeves to touch Kurama's hair. Kurama nudged his head more into that petting, shaking his head and peering at him, with a quiet smile. "It's not your fault. Not really Yusuke's, either, I suppose..." He hesitated, and was distracted from saying more by that ridiculously oversized sweater, sweatdropping a bit. "It is. Did you put it on merely to try to cheer me up?" Kurama lofted a brow at Hiei. He felt a bit better, but still... slightly annoyed and down. Hiei looked up at Kurama. "I think I should just wear black." Hiei admitted with a smile. "Partially. You wear Yusuke's clothes a lot...so I wanted to see how your clothes fit me." He shrugged. When he did that even more of the shirt slipped off his narrow shoulders. He couldn't help but chuckle. "They don't." "Not at all." Kurama added, ruefully. It was a bit cute, though. "Well." He sighed, heaving himself up and stretching. He was still all in black, from earlier, and reached up absently to let his hair down. It was already coming out, from Hiei's hands in his hair, anyway. Kurama looked down at him. "Let's go sit on the couch and ignore Yusuke for the next hour or so." He managed a slight smile. "I'd say putting the sock in his mouth is your choice, at this point." With that, Kurama turned and headed back out to the living room. He didn't look at Yusuke even as he approached, then passed, him. Hiei nodded, he knew he probably looked ridiculous in Kurama's yellow sweater, but he wore it anyway. It was really comfortable and it smelled just like the fox. Hiei nodded in agreement. "Only if he tests my patience." When they walked back out Yusuke beamed up at Kurama. "Kurama?" The end of his voice dropped off and he sounded sad. He couldn't help but notice how cute Hiei looked in that sweater. "Hiei!" Hiei ignored him too. He really was starting to dislike this. Frustrated he decided he didn't want to deal with either of them either. He began to roll away into the kitchen. It was ridiculous and he looked like an oversized caterpillar. Kurama was always so hot and cold, and Hiei would go along with whatever Kurama wanted. It tugged at his heart to ignore that sweet plea, but Kurama was still annoyed. Best let Yusuke sit and think about it, for a bit. Maybe he'd come up with something appropriate to say without plying answers from Keiko. He sighed, climbing onto the couch and lying back on an armrest, on his side. When Hiei appeared, Kurama would gladly gather him up in his arms and curl around him. The hour passed lazily, and by the time it was up Kurama had dozed off. The party had been a little exhausting. As though on a timer, the vines slithered off of Yusuke even though Kurama was unconscious, and made their way back into Kurama's hair, climbing over the couch and into the red locks, vanishing into seeds once more. When the vines came off Yusuke was frustrated. "Jeez." That had been ridiculous. He sat up. When he walked back out into the living room, Kurama and Hiei were all cuddled up and he felt left out, and Hiei was still wearing that ridiculous yellow sweater. He felt left out and annoyed. He sat down next to them on the other end of the couch, and debated on whether or not this whole thing was worth it. He felt like he had been ruining their relationship. They were only really intimate when he wasn't around. Kurama stirred, vaguely pushing himself up on one hand to rub at an eye. He blinked, wondering vaguely what had woken him, and accidentally scratched at a spot in his hair where the vines had disappeared into. After a moment, he looked over. Yusuke looked... miserable. He sighed. Moving carefully around Hiei so as not to disturb him, Kurama slid as close to the other side of the couch as he could without waking him. He reached out hesitantly, trying to catch Yusuke's sleeve. His eyes were still a bit sad, but more regretful for how he'd over-reacted. Once the source of the warmth moved, Hiei stirred and sat up. Annoyed Yusuke shot Hiei a glare. "That sweater looks so stupid on you." His voice was cold like ice. As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Hiei looked confused. He didn't expect Yusuke to have such militant opinions on a sweater. Yusuke crossed his arms annoyed. Kurama didn't rise to the bait, but his eyes grew sadder. "Yusuke..." Since Hiei was awake, he just climbed over him so he could wrap Yusuke in a side-hug, tucking his cheek against the front of Yusuke's shoulder as his arms went around him. "I'm sorry." Kurama said, quietly, eyes dropping. "You reminded me of some things I'd rather forget. I shouldn't have gotten so angry with you." "Do you guys even really want me here?" Yusuke asked. Hiei looked at Yusuke incredulously. He didn't know what had gotten into the detective. This really was just supposed to be something playful. "Yusuke?" Hiei was getting confused. Kurama hugged Yusuke tighter, ducking his head so Yusuke couldn't see his face. His voice was quiet. "I do." Kurama wouldn't speak for Hiei. He pressed a sense of urgency through their mental bond, but wouldn't pressure Hiei into saying anything he didn't want to. Something began to tense, in Kurama's chest. Hiei nodded. "I-." He couldn't help but feel nervous at saying it. His fear of rejection was going into overdrive. "I want you here." Hiei did and he was telling the truth. Yusuke glared at Hiei. "Really? Or is it that you are so afraid of Kurama rejecting you, that you'll say whatever he wants?" Kurama flinched, at that, muttering something under his breath. "Stop it, Yusuke..." "You know he was going to leave today if I didn't stop him." As soon as Yusuke said it, he regretted it. In a split second the guest room door slammed and the window slammed again. Kurama sank his hand into Yusuke's throat and pinned him to the couch with it, eyes golden amidst a mass of red hair and bearing down on him with a snarl. "The hell is wrong with you right now?!" He was so angry he was shaking. Kurama reached out for Hiei through their link, but didn't push - he just - he just wanted to check on him. His heart ached for Hiei, but Kurama knew they were solid, so he didn't go after him. Yusuke needed to be dealt with and Kurama wouldn't fall into the trap Yusuke had laid by abandoning him to run after Hiei. That's what Yusuke wanted, so he had another excuse to push the both of them further away. Someone had to stay and deal with this nonsense, and Kurama wouldn't shoulder Hiei with that, wouldn't make him be the one to drag Yusuke back from the insanity he was currently spouting. Hiei didn't deserve to have to deal with this shit. "Me!? What about you!? One second you like me, the next second you can't stand me! Which one is it!? I apologize and try to fix things and then you hold everything against me and dangle Hiei over my nose! And sometimes I really want to spoon him or cuddle with him and I can't because you hog him!" As soon as he said it, it all clicked in his head. "Hiei! Oh fuck! That's literally the worst thing I've ever said to anyone!" Kurama's eyes narrowed and grew aloof, all at once. They stayed gold. Yusuke ranted at him and he didn't say a word until Yusuke had stopped. "If you feel that way, then tell me." Kurama said this very slowly, not letting him up, his eyes not changing or giving anything away. "Don't take it out on Hiei." If Yusuke would try to get up, Kurama would hold him down. "Trust is a fragile, precious thing, so why don't you think before you whip out the next bit of poison that comes to mind." His tone was severe, his fingers like steel, just shy of squeezing Yusuke's windpipe so he couldn't speak. That amber gaze was unflinching. "Damnit, Kurama! You act so passive aggressive, and I feel like I'm walking on eggshells, because I always just piss you off or put my foot in my mouth! Sometimes you confuse the fuck out of me! I was upset...you kept pushing me away...and Hiei acts like he doesn't feel anything at all..." Yusuke tried to explain, but he felt a sudden wave of uselessness. Yusuke felt a heaviness in his chest. "Holy shit Hiei must feel awful. I need to go apologize right now. That was literally the worst thing I could possibly say to him." Yusuke struggled against Kurama's hold. Kurama listened, watching Yusuke's eyes. "When were you upset." He asked quietly, expression starting to soften. Kurama flexed his arm, keeping Yusuke pinned, as he sighed. Yusuke could easily overpower him if he really wanted to, anyway. "Wait. We need to have this out, first." Kurama said, firmly meeting Yusuke's eyes. He wasn't going to let Yusuke near Hiei unless he was absolutely sure no more damage would be done. He still reached for Hiei with his mind, growing more worried with no response but starting to feel torn between them. "I should have told you why I was upset. I apologize. Sometimes it's difficult for me." "A lot today. First you were intimate with Hiei, then you were ready to totally abandon Hiei, then everything seemed great and it seemed like you liked me, and then you just shut me out over a stupid book that I got you as a joke. I'm sorry, I guess I got really jealous of both of you...and I thought you were keeping him from me, and I thought he liked you more." Yusuke was starting get worried. "I think I'm just constantly afraid that one of you is going to decide to bounce and I'll never see you again, and it really stresses me out. Like one day I'll wake up and you'll be gone or Hiei will be gone." Yusuke started to sit up, and something shiny on the other end of the couch. He grabbed it and held it in the light. It was a dark grey hiruseki stone. Yusuke wasn't sure what it was. Kurama's eyes slowly softened back to green, and he let Yusuke sit up when he moved to. When Yusuke plucked the hiruiseki he recognized it for what it was, immediately. Kurama's eyes widened, and he grabbed Yusuke's wrist, dragging him towards the window in the guest bedroom, from which Hiei had leapt. "We're heading out to find him. We're not done talking, but this needs to be done. You'll follow me." Kurama perched on the window, eyes narrowing as he scanned for the physical source of the sense of Hiei that lived in the back of his mind, ever since they'd become telepathic with each other. "Come." Kurama commanded quietly, springing off into the night, taking to the roofs for a shortcut. As soon as Kurama saw it, he looked really surprised. Yusuke could tell something was wrong. "What is that!?" As Kurama pulled him into the guest room, Yusuke noticed that Hiei had discarded the yellow sweater and that his sword was missing. Yusuke ran after Kurama, he managed to match his pace with the fox's. Why would Hiei take his sword with him...unless...? The thought occurred to Yusuke suddenly. "Makai!" He exclaimed. Catching up to Hiei was going to be obscenely difficult, but both of them were determined. Hiei heard Kurama in the back of his mind. He had pulled his shields up and sealed everything off, after he felt the stone fall. Hiei stood at the edge, contemplating returning to Makai, or turning around and rejoining his friends. His katana was slung on his back. He thought of Kurama and Yusuke, and how they had both pushed him away today, he didn't know what to do. Hiei's walls were up, and it was frustrating, but Kurama held tight to the feel of Hiei in his mind, not giving up. "It's a tear gem." He explained to Yusuke. Even if Hiei crossed over to Makai, Kurama would follow him. He didn't look at Yusuke, eyes trained on Hiei somewhere ahead, but spoke. "You're faster than me, so when you can see him don't hesitate to get to him. I'll be right behind you. You need to apologize. He needs to know he's wanted, and we're sorry." Kurama glanced at him from the corner of his eye, gaze hard. "We're both sorry." "A tear gem!?" That's what Yukina was captured for. "You mean...I made Hiei cry!?" Yusuke couldn't imagine Hiei doing something like that. It dawned on Yusuke that all of this was happening because they both had rejected him. Thinking of that was the boost of adrenaline Yusuke needed to speed up. When he reached the edge of the Ningenkai, he could see Hiei at the portal. He looked like he was seconds away from jumping into it. There was no way Yusuke could reach him in time. "HIEI!" The sound of his voice seemed to halt the youkai. Yusuke landed a few feet away from him. Yusuke reached out. He wanted to pull Hiei into his arms. "Don't touch me." Hiei snarled. He didn't even turn around. Yusuke was startled. He hadn't heard that tone in a while. He was dumbfounded. "Hiei...?" Kurama was too far to hear what Hiei said, and a little later he landed neatly next to Yusuke, and strode forward until he was on Hiei's other side, just behind him. The barriers were still up, but Kurama ignored that, reaching for Hiei with his mind, pressing his emotions against the wall between them. "Hiei." He said, softly. "If you go, I'll find you. You found me, didn't you?" His eyes were pleading even though he knew Hiei wasn't looking. "I know I made a mistake, today. It won't happen again. I won't betray your trust again. If you need to return to Makai, then go. I'll follow you and bring you back. But, know you're wanted here. Not just by us. Everyone wants you here." "You say that because it's romantic, Kurama." Hiei said. His voice sounded steady and calm. Yusuke felt himself beginning to tear up. Hiei was one of his best friends and he had made him feel so rejected that, he wanted to leave. The guilt was eating away at him. "Why won't you turn around and talk to us?" Yusuke wanted to reach out to Hiei. "If I turn back, I'm lost. If I look at either one of you, you'll convince me to stay." Hiei didn't turn around. "If you're going to go, we can't stop you...all we can do is chase you and try to convince you to come back. Will you at least listen to my apology before you go?" "I say it because it's true." Kurama said, voice still gentle. He wanted to pull Hiei into his arms, but Hiei's body language was not open to that, right now. It ached, like a gaping hole growing in his chest. Kurama figured Hiei would probably jump, and he'd go after him. He hoped Hiei wouldn't, of course. If Hiei threw away Ningenkai, and all the people waiting for him here... Kurama didn't know if he could stay. If Hiei would be in Makai, Kurama would stay there with him until Hiei wanted to return. He wouldn't let Hiei be alone. Yusuke had everyone else here. Kurama didn't want to choose between them, he didn't, but there was a responsibility he wouldn't throw away. These thoughts hurt, but Kurama had to prepare for the worst-case scenario. He couldn't say anything else that Yusuke hadn't already said, so he didn't. "There is nothing you can say that will convince me, mazoku." Hiei spat, but he sounded exhausted. "I don't care Hiei. I still want to apologize." Yusuke thought for a moment. There wasn't anything he could say, but there was definitely something he could do. "At least let me hold your hand one last time...please? Hiei?" Hiei sighed. "Fine." Yusuke reached out and grabbed Hiei's hand. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be jealous of you. I didn't mean to say all those horrible things. Kurama didn't mean any of those things either. He's just all moody because I was being an asshole. I was just really confused and upset and....I'm so sorry. I--" Yusuke started tearing up and sobbing. He grasped Hiei's hand shakily rubbing nervous circles. "And I'm so sorry I said you looked stupid in that sweater. You look adorable in it!" He kissed Hiei's palm. Hiei turned to glare at Yusuke. His eyes were so sincere and genuine. Hiei's severe look started to soften. He tried to look in any other direction and saw Kurama. Hiei's expression was suddenly extremely vulnerable. He couldn't look away from Kurama, he never could, even though his eyes were starting to get watery. Something in Kurama's eyes broke when Hiei looked at him. It was such a relief to have Hiei looking at him. He wasted no time, just rushed forward to hold him, hiding his tears in Hiei's hair as he shook minutely. Kurama couldn't bring himself to say anything, so he just let it all pour out in his mind; every conflicted feeling, barriers down, everything open for Hiei to look into so Hiei could know just how terrified he'd been and how much Kurama needed him here, with Yusuke, and with everyone, and how sorry he was for ever thinking of abandoning them for something as fleeting as revenge. All of the thoughts of leaving for Makai evaporated when Hiei saw Kurama running toward him. A second after Kurama hugged him, Yusuke embraced him from the other side and Hiei was sandwiched between the two of them. Hiei's mental walls collapsed under the pressure. Hiei felt exposed and frightened. Today he had been very vulnerable, and very expressive. Yusuke had always encouraged Hiei to be more vulnerable and to express his emotions. So when Yusuke forced Hiei to be vulnerable and then threw everything back in Hiei's face the floodgates had opened. His mind was a cacophony of fear. Every single insecurity had bubbled to the surface along with all of his abandonment issues. More than anything else, Hiei wanted to be close to Kurama and Yusuke, but he had become so afraid of being hurt that he also wanted to flee before either of them could hurt him. Yusuke felt immense guilt. He was the one who brought Hiei out of his shell. Slowly he uncovered all of the youkai's secrets, fears and vulnerabilities. It had taken a while for him to build up this sort of trust with Hiei, and in a few minutes he had damaged everything because he was angry at someone else. "I'll do anything Hiei...anything. Just...stay." Yusuke found himself whispering between tears. "I'm so sorry." Kurama wanted him to stay too. He could see it in the fox's mind. Hiei's fear slowly began to temper down. Had this been one giant misunderstanding? Maybe they could all talk this out. Kurama clutched tighter to him, reeling at the force of everything in Hiei's mind. He struggled to take it all in; it was so much and there was so much hurt and fear it almost overwhelmed him. Kurama bore it, though; he'd caused enough trouble, tonight. One hand moved from Hiei to grip Yusuke's sleeve. He was so sorry. Kurama wasn't used to tempering his actions and reactions for the sake of others. Everyone else, he'd killed or just thrown away, so it hadn't mattered how he acted - they all came back for the sex, anyway. But this was different; what he had with Hiei and Yusuke was different from that, and Kurama had somehow forgotten. He'd almost ruined everything over his old habits. It couldn't happen again. Not if it made Hiei feel this way, and not if it made Yusuke cry like this; it was absolutely unacceptable. Kurama would have to learn better, that was all. Yusuke softly began to rub Hiei's shoulders. "Can we go back to my apartment?" His anxiety wasn't going to go down until Hiei was away from the portal. He had stirred up the youkai's worst fear. It was like opening Pandora's box. He wasn't sure how he was going to fix things with Hiei...or if it was even possible. He thought Yukina was the only one who would be able to talk him out of something like this. "Will you come back with us?" Yusuke asked Hiei, trying to be as careful as possible. Hiei nodded. That was progress. Kurama didn't say anything, but he drew back from the hug after another solid squeeze, holding one of Hiei's hands tightly. He'd wiped off most of his tears in Hiei's hair and seemed to be restraining himself physically from showing anything else. Kurama was also internally distracted, still sorting through everything in Hiei's head. He started to tug them in the direction of Yusuke's apartment, remaining quiet. Yusuke let go of Hiei's form and held his other hand. Together they walked away from the portal. The further away they got the better Yusuke felt. Hiei's mind seemed to relax too. He seemed less and less tense. Yusuke tried to reign in his guilt but it wasn't something he would tame tonight. He kept getting this intrusive thought of Hiei pulling away from both of them and making a run for Makai. Neither of them would be fast enough to catch him. As Kurama noted Hiei starting to relax, he started to pull gently back, mentally. Nothing drastic, just enough to have a private pocket for his own thoughts. He hadn't offered anything that wasn't true, but right now Kurama was reflecting on what Yusuke had told him, earlier. Hiei didn't need to be burdened with anything more, right now, and it was Kurama's responsibility to sort his shit so this wouldn't happen again. His hand tightened absently on Hiei's; he didn't have the same paranoia as Yusuke, but he'd been frightened, deep down, by this, so Kurama's course was to turn it over in his mind, endlessly analyzing to try to find a way to prevent anything like it from happening, ever again. The silence between the three of them scared Yusuke. He wanted to crack a joke, but he didn't. They were all too tense. "Are you hungry?" Yusuke asked. Hiei shook his head. Yusuke needed to do something to show Hiei how he felt. He didn't know what it was. Hiei looked exhausted. This whole situation had spouted from his jealousy. "Kurama, why don't you carry him?" He was trying to hand the kitsune an olive branch. Plus, if Kurama picked him up, chances were Hiei would immediately fall asleep and he wouldn't have to worry about him running away. Kurama stirred from his thoughts, immediately sending a warm smile towards Yusuke. "I think it's your turn, isn't it?" He offered sweetly, with no malice - referring to when they walked back from the plateau in Makai. Kurama let go of Hiei's hand to ruffle his hair, kindly, gazing down at Hiei to gauge his reaction. Yusuke lifted Hiei up. He was a bit surprised that the youkai didn't immediately fall asleep like when Kurama typically held him. Maybe he was just stressed out from the day. Or maybe Hiei just didn't like it when Yusuke held him this way. He didn't know. Or maybe Hiei just didn't trust him. Yusuke felt his eyes get teary again. Kurama watched them both, as they walked. He strode a little behind Yusuke - so he didn't quite notice the tears - trying to stay more in the shadows as they approached the city once more. It'd been stupid, running out of there without at least trying to hide himself, but Hiei had come first. It was late, barely anyone was out; it'd probably be fine. Kurama kept them both in sight as he fell quiet, again, lost in thought and analysis. Hiei didn't like this. This was weird. Hiei struggled out of Yusuke's arms, like a cat that was tired of being held. Yusuke didn't understand. Hiei seemed to like this sort of thing when Kurama did it. Hiei walked in between them. His arms were crossed and he was silent. Yusuke continuously looked over his shoulder to make sure they were both still there. He felt so guilty, and now so rejected. This was awful. Kurama noticed this, and blinked, not expecting it. He reached out without thinking, tugging Hiei over to his side with an arm around his shoulder. Noticing Yusuke's glances, Kurama managed a small smile for him and tugged at the back of Yusuke's shirt with his free hand, voice soft. "Why don't you walk back here with us." If Yusuke decided to do so, Kurama would then tentatively wrap his other hand around Yusuke's waist to pull him closer, once Yusuke was near enough. Hiei seemed to immediately relax into Kurama's hold. Yusuke slowed down and joined the two of them still visibly upset. He wrapped his arm around Kurama, and try to suppress some of his tears, but they just seemed to keep falling. He really had put his foot in his mouth this time. Concerned, Kurama held them both securely, but still leaned to kiss Yusuke's cheek, sighing against the tears. "Tell us what you're thinking?" He asked, gently. "Yusuke." "When we get back to the apartment I will." Yusuke said, trying to force his voice to remain even. Hiei was still silent, but leaned close into Kurama's arms. "...All right." Kurama let it go, and absently started rubbing at Hiei's shoulder with the tips of his fingers. They returned to walking in silence.
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When they arrived at the apartment, Yusuke unlocked the door, and let them both in. "We should probably try to talk this out." He wiped his eyes. They were still teary. Hiei had pushed him away. At least when they were here he wasn't as afraid of Hiei disappearing into Makai again. "Is that alright, Hiei?" Yusuke asked. "I think so." Hiei's voice was small, and he seemed a bit stressed. Kurama nodded, closing the door behind them all. He hesitated, unsure of how to proceed, and then supposed he'd just follow the others to wherever they decided to settle, for this. It was an unfamiliar situation for him; he'd always simply gotten new partners when things got hard. That wasn't an option here, and Kurama didn't want it to be. So he'd try, even if it was difficult. Hiei and Yusuke both settled around the coffee table. Yusuke wasn't sure where to start or what to say. "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to say those things back there. It was terrible of me, and I think I'm going to feel guilty about it for a while." Yusuke admitted. Hiei looked down at the coffee table listening quietly. "Kurama hurt me, and I wanted to hurt him back so I went after you." Yusuke blinked a few times still teary eyed. "I should've talked about the issue like an adult." Kurama followed them over to the coffee table, profoundly uncomfortable with this and so not seeking to sit down, but he took in the conversation without intruding. "And just...back there...when you climbed out of my arms...it..." Yusuke's voice trailed off. Hiei pondered for a moment. He was uncomfortable and not sure how to explain. "You were trying to hold me like Kurama does...but you aren't Kurama...it's weird." Yusuke felt more tears begin to fall. "There are certain things that I only want to do with you, and certain things that I only want to do with Kurama." Hiei explained. "You don't hold me like that, so it felt like...you were trying to be Kurama...and I just wanted you to be Yusuke." Kurama dropped his eyes to the floor, in realization. That made sense, actually. He absently wondered what things Hiei preferred Yusuke to do, so Kurama could keep an eye out not to do them. Yusuke realized. "That actually makes sense. Every time I've carried you before, has been on my back, right?" Hiei nodded. Yusuke thought for a moment. "You should tell us what those things are." Hiei went pink, and looked more nervous. It occurred to Yusuke that most of them were probably sexual or touch related. "We can talk about it tomorrow." Yusuke said reaching over to squeeze Hiei's shoulder. Another thought occurred to him. "Wait! So that's why you won't let me spoon you?" Yusuke asked. "No. It's because you get erections every morning and they poke me." Yusuke flushed and laughed. Kurama sweatdropped, at that. The air felt a little better between Hiei and Yusuke, and he was glad for it, managing a small smile as he looked back up, to observe them. Kurama was still hesitant to speak, though. He'd literally gotten upset over nothing, over things long dead and past, and that's what had started this whole mess. There was a thrum of guilt quietly festering at the back of his thoughts and he didn't quite know how to dislodge it. "And that's probably why you sit in Kurama's lap more, right?" Yusuke laughed. Hiei nodded. Yusuke looked over at Kurama. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you that you were hogging Hiei. It was a very nasty thing to say...and if you stopped being affectionate with Hiei, he'd feel like you were rejecting him." Yusuke apologized. Kurama's eyes shuttered a bit, instinctively, when Yusuke looked at him, although he kept his smile. "It's all right..." Kurama offered, glancing away. "I shouldn't be so selfish, anyway." It was hard for him to open up about this, for some reason. Kurama forged on, anyway, still not looking at either of them. "We all should have the chance to get what we want, shouldn't we? And that can't happen if someone isn't letting it happen, because they're being greedy." Kurama was talking about himself, clearly. It seemed he hadn't really heard or digested Yusuke's apology; like Kurama had come to a conclusion on his own on how things were, and now there was no budging that conclusion from his mind. Hiei's voice wavered a little. "But I want you to touch me more, Kurama." His cheeks were pink and he averted his eyes. Yusuke was amazed. Hiei looked so cute when he was embarrassed. Yusuke realized that at this point, Hiei probably wasn't ready to be super physical with him. That was ok. He could be patient. But Hiei was definitely interested in being physical with Kurama. Kurama nodded, to Hiei's words, moving forward to hug Hiei from behind, eyes closing as he sighed into his hair. "All right." Kurama said, softly, something inside relaxing at Hiei's words. "I don't think it's greedy at all." Yusuke finally said. Kurama held Hiei a little tighter, as he muttered something else. "I don't want you to feel left out, though, Yusuke..." Kurama knew acutely what that was like, and wouldn't wish it on Yusuke at all. "I don't know what it was...but when I was tied up and then you got mad at me...I was upset. I had no idea what I did wrong. I was just alone with my paranoid thoughts for an hour." Yusuke admitted. "It would have been fine if you guys made fun of me or fooled around or whatever, but you were mad and ignoring me." Hiei understood and nodded. Kurama swallowed, slightly. He kept his eyes down, his grip on Hiei tightening a bit. "It's... difficult, to be constantly reminded of who I was." Kurama attempted, feeling as though he were stumbling over his words. "There were... many people, when I was a youko, who sought me out because of books like those." Kurama winced; the expression was half-hidden, due to where he was situated. "It made me think of them, and of how they had all built me up in their minds to be a certain way, and expected me to act a certain way in accordance with what was in their heads, and... I hated it. At that point, I tried to build up my reputation as more murderous than simply the infamous lover and thief I had been, so fewer people would seek me out. It required a few high-stakes kills, but the tide of people seeking me out eventually ebbed to a manageable level. You reminded me of all that with a single, simple book, Yusuke. I'm... ashamed to admit that I suspected those motivations of you for a moment, even given how irrational it might seem. I'm glad you didn't read it." Kurama intoned, voice almost inaudible by this point. He hadn't looked up, once, during the entire quiet narration of part of his past. "I didn't know. I'm sorry. When I was dating Jin, I learned we both liked romance literature and we kinda bonded over it. We saw that one and I got it for you thinking that you'd laugh at the ridiculousness of it. I didn't know you had that experience." There was a lot about Kurama that Yusuke still didn't know. He was like an iceberg. Kurama had lived a thousand years, and Yusuke had lived 20. It made sense that there were issues that he and Hiei had no idea about. "There's a lot I just won't know about...you've lived a thousand years and I've only lived twenty. You've both lived as demons and I only have lived as a human." Hiei nodded in agreement. "If there's anything else like that, please tell me...so I don't put my foot in my mouth." Yusuke looked at Hiei, as if asking permission. Hiei seemed to nod in agreement. "There was a while last year where I kept getting into fights with Hiei because I couldn't understand him. I'd get mad and push him away and shut him out. He'd interpret it as me rejecting our friendship. Next thing I knew he was just gone. I didn't see him for a very long time and it was...horrible. Then one day I saw him outside of Yukina's and it was raining so I ran up and I hugged him and I didn't let go until I explained myself." Kurama cast Yusuke a watery glance, but he nodded into Hiei's hair, nonetheless. "It's hard to break centuries of habit - but I'll try." Kurama whispered, and couldn't bring himself to say he'd never told anyone this before, and never done any of what they were currently doing, before. Kurama had always avoided getting this attached. But now he was, and there was no going back. It made him feel slightly trapped, but perhaps it would work out. He trusted the both of them, after all. Kurama listened quietly to Yusuke's tale, feeling sorrow in his chest again. He had missed all of that. Kurama tried not to let it show; he had to stop being so selfish about his emotions. What Yusuke and Hiei felt were valid and important, too. Yusuke paused and his eyes started to get watery. "I almost reached out to you Kurama, because I thought that you'd be able to find him, but then I'd have to tell you how he felt. When he started coming back I pushed him to reach out to you, because I wanted to hang out with both of you, but I knew how Hiei felt about you. I was afraid that if you didn't know that you would hurt him like I did and that we'd all never see him again." Yusuke felt himself tear up. There was a clatter as something hit the table. It was another stone. Hiei covered both of his eyes with his hands. Kurama closed his eyes; it was a sorrow too deep for tears, right now. He shifted his hands, so they curled around Hiei's wrists. He didn't try to pry them off, just held there, thumbs smoothing over Hiei's skin, hoping it was reassuring. "You were right to worry. I don't know anything about considering others." Kurama murmured, shooting a sad glance over at Yusuke from where he yet leaned on Hiei, his smile pained. "I almost ran from the both of you, simply by allowing vengeance to dictate my thoughts. You were right today, too; I wasn't myself. Rushing to die a martyr through rage and loss is no excuse to betray the two most important people left in my life." Had he told them that, before? Kurama didn't think so. He felt his ears pink and buried his face against Hiei's hair, to hide it. "That's not true Kurama. I should have reached out to you." Yusuke said, regretful. Hiei was listening silently. When Kurama said those words, they were so sincere, he reached up and tried to touch Kurama's cheek. He didn't have much luck because Yusuke had already pulled both of them into his lap for a giant hug. For a second Hiei started getting nervous. and shifting around. He ended up awkwardly chest to chest with Kurama with his back against Yusuke. "You're mine now." Yusuke's head was buried in Kurama's shoulder. "And I'm never letting go. So you two better buckle up." Kurama sobbed a laugh, putting a hand to the back of Yusuke's head on his shoulder and pressing close. He let his other arm rest around Hiei's waist. "That might be best." Kurama tried to joke, a sniffle hiding in his voice. "If I'm on a leash maybe I'll eventually remember it exists." Kurama chuckled, but it reeked of old agony and newfound guilt. "It's just...there's not a manual or anything...so we're all still figuring this out. There are always bumps in the road. It's ok. We'll figure it out as we go." Yusuke said. His voice was softer. Hiei nodded in agreement and leaned up to kiss Kurama softly. Both Hiei and Yusuke had their arms wrapped around Kurama. "All right..." Kurama conceded, melting into that kiss and meeting it, sweetly. He tried to nestle closer to the both of them, seeking comfort. When Hiei broke the kiss, he smiled up at Kurama. Yusuke sat up a little more and pulled Kurama in for another kiss. Hiei looked up at them intrigued. He was glad that everything seemed to work itself out. "Mmh - " Kurama blinked, not expecting the kiss, but then simply shuffled closer to Yusuke, closing his eyes. For some reason, it felt like an incredibly long time since he'd last kissed either of them. His shoulders slowly started to relax, from where they held all his tension, and the hand around Hiei tightened while the one in Yusuke's hair slowly started to trail down towards his neck. Yusuke pulled Kurama closer which caused him to be pressed entirely against Hiei. Yusuke deepened his kiss with Kurama and then pulled back, encouraging Hiei to kiss Kurama. Hiei felt himself melt into the kiss. Between Yusuke and Kurama, Hiei felt safe and secure. Yusuke had them pressed so tightly together. It almost reminded him of earlier. Hiei forced himself to think of anything else, as he deepened the kiss. "What - " Kurama was cut off with this next kiss, and he made a low sound in the back of his throat when he registered Hiei was so close, fingers curling against Hiei's hip. Then Hiei was bolder, and Kurama made another soft noise before tipping forward, getting more assertive in this new kiss with Hiei, as he adjusted. The hand on Yusuke's neck pulled at him, keeping them all close together. Hiei let Kurama seize control. He tilted his head back in submission. Yusuke grinned and decided he wanted to fan the flames even more. He leaned forward and began to press open mouthed kisses along Kurama's exposed neck. The pesky turtleneck was in the way, so he continued to kiss Kurama's jaw. Hiei's hands traced different patterns on Kurama's back. Kurama lazily claimed Hiei's mouth without resistance, smoothing his tongue over Hiei's lips and teeth before venturing further, tilting his head so their noses wouldn't knock. Yusuke's kisses combined with Hiei's fingers made him shudder, straining towards Yusuke enough that the kiss broke with a gasp as Kurama seized on Yusuke's ear in his teeth, tugging lightly with a nearly-inaudible growl from his throat. Hiei was going to say something about Yusuke poking him in the back, but he forgot to when he watched Kurama nibble Yusuke's earlobe. Yusuke moaned and pulled them even closer together. Hiei leaned up and placed more open mouthed kisses on Kurama's neck. He nibbled his way up to Kurama's earlobe and gently sucked it. Yusuke's fingers gripped Kurama's back tightly. Hiei felt Yusuke's hips grind against his backside. Kurama huffed in surprise against Yusuke's ear, at hearing the moan. He joined him a moment later, though, head tilting back to offer himself to Hiei with a soft whine, shuddering at the attention to his ear, shaking his head on instinct even though he didn't really want to be rid of it. Kurama's fingertips dug into Yusuke's shoulder and he rolled his pelvis against Hiei in his lap, not really noticing Yusuke was doing the same from behind Hiei. Yusuke pulled back for a moment and captured Kurama's lips in another kiss, while Hiei continued to kiss, nibble and suck on Kurama's earlobe. He was enjoying the sounds coming out of the fox's mouth. When Kurama's hips were pressed against him, Hiei nearly keened. He clung to the fox even more. Yusuke pulled them all even closer together. Kurama growled into Yusuke's mouth, wasting no time to fight for dominance of that kiss, sliding inside and ravaging him. Hiei's actions made small noises escape, but Kurama was relentless as his hand cupped Yusuke's nape. Hiei chuckled darkly. "And now you're both poking me." His skin was flushed. Yusuke broke the kiss. "Bedroom?" Yusuke asked curiously, he still didn't make any move to leave. At Hiei's chuckle Kurama also pulled from that kiss, looking down at him with a slow smirk, green eyes glittering. "Maybe you're just that pokable." Kurama cooed, nosing to Hiei's cheek affectionately and sliding to kiss him again, liking how Hiei was clinging to him and rotating his hips against him, once more. When Hiei looked up at Kurama, his red eyes sparkled and he held on tighter. "Mm..." Hiei's hips were pressed flush against Kurama's again. This felt so good. Yusuke wasn't sure if either of them heard his question, so he decided to just scoop both of them up into his arms and deposit them on the bed in the guest room. Hiei chuckled at Yusuke's eagerness. Yusuke slid into bed himself behind Hiei. His hands were on Kurama's hips. He pulled them together so Hiei and Kurama's hips were pressed together and his hips were pressed against Hiei's rear. Kurama blinked, momentarily caught off-guard by the sudden shift. And then they were in the bed, and he had to chuckle. Kurama stretched out against Hiei, tangling their legs together as he used that leverage to start a slow, smooth rhythm of thrusting playfully against Hiei. Yusuke's hands on his hips were strong and welcome. Kurama cupped Hiei's face as he nuzzled over Hiei's neck to catch Yusuke's mouth again. His thumbs smoothed over Hiei's cheeks, tenderly, even as he sank his teeth into Yusuke's lower lip and pulled it out, just a bit. Hiei let out a low moan and pressed against Kurama. Yusuke gasped when Kurama nibbled him. As Yusuke kissed Kurama, one of his hands snaked under Hiei's sweater. Hiei didn't see much harm, so he let Yusuke pull it off. Yusuke's hand went to the front of Kurama's pants. He slowly started to pull them down. Hiei's hand slid under the front of Kurama's turtleneck, slowly lifting it up. Kurama leaned into their hands, smirking against Yusuke's gasp as he moved to swallow it. He let his hands slide down Hiei's chest, tantalyzingly slow, one detouring to brush experimentally over an erect nipple. The other hand arched over the curve of Hiei's hip and over to Yusuke's ass, cupping it roughly from behind and pressing Yusuke's hips forward so he could grind against them both in one easy movement. Hiei keened and arched back against Yusuke. He noticed he had only gotten his pants half way off, before he had gotten distracted. Yusuke moaned and then began to get a wicked idea as his hips were pressed against the youkai. Yusuke scooted back a little and rolled Hiei so he was on his back. Yusuke smiled mischievously at Kurama and Hiei. He slowly kissed his way down the front of Hiei's chest. He paused and began to slowly nibble Hiei's navel while he slid off the youkai's pants. "I'm going to make you feel really good..." Yusuke winked provocatively at Kurama as he slowly began to slide his fingers under the waistband of Hiei's boxers. Kurama smiled, catching on, and quickly moved to assist. While Yusuke started to set up down below, he shifted to kiss Hiei sweetly, cupping his cheek with one hand while the other wandered down over his chest. Kurama stopped just short of where Yusuke's head was situated before trailing his fingertips back up in a gentle scratch, nosing away from Hiei's mouth to hum against his pulse. He started kissing over Hiei's throat, pressing open-mouthed ones every few inches, to keep it interesting. Hiei seemed nervous for a minute. His eyes had been on Yusuke, and then Kurama was there too. Hiei kissed Kurama back deeply and sighed. Yusuke yanked Hiei's boxers down in a swift motion. "Wow. You're a lot bigger than I thought you'd be." Yusuke joked. Hiei looked irritated and was about to growl a snarky retort, but stopped when Yusuke swirled his tongue on the head of Hiei's cock. The words were caught in Hiei's throat and he shuddered. He keened. Yusuke's hands held down Hiei's hips and he slowly bobbed his head up and down setting a satisfying pace. His tongue caressed all of Hiei's most sensitive places. Hiei let out loud moans and whines. One of his hands gripped Kurama's and the other hand fisted the sheets. The more and more noises Hiei made, the faster Yusuke went. Kurama smiled against Hiei's neck as Hiei started to emit some truly filthy noises. He purred slightly, unable to resist moving back up to kiss him gently throughout. Kurama didn't seek to dominate him, the kisses were chaste and just providing closeness and an outlet for anything Hiei might need. He rubbed his hand up and down over Hiei's front, soothing, while the other one clasped Hiei's hand dearly. Kurama nuzzled into Hiei's cheek as he moaned, kissing the corner of his mouth. "Does that feel good, sweet one?" Kurama murmured purposefully, grinning slowly against Hiei's cheek in sheer delight at how good Hiei was obviously feeling, right now. Kurama's heart swelled with overwhelming affection for both Hiei and Yusuke and it amazed him. Everything seemed so much more than his times like this, before. Kurama brought his free hand up to cup Hiei's cheek, again, humming against the other one. Hiei kissed Kurama back. His eyes were shut tightly. All Hiei could really do was hold on. Every lick sent shivers down Hiei's body. Yusuke edged the youkai once just to see if Hiei liked it. Hiei's hips seemed to involuntarily thrust up into his mouth, and he let out a whine. It was really cute to watch. After that Yusuke set an unrelenting pace. Hiei gripped Kurama's hand and the sheets tightly trying hard not to cry out. His skin was flushed. The sheer intensity of it made tears well up in his eyes. Hiei listened to Kurama's voice. The minute he heard "sweet one," his entire body arched off the bed and he cried out in passion. Yusuke eagerly swallowed and looked up. Hiei was in Kurama's arms. Hiei's eyes were heavy with exhaustion, lust, and passion. Hiei had been meaning to say something, but fell fast asleep. Yusuke wiped his bottom lip. That had been one of the cutest things Yusuke had ever seen. "Wow. He's out cold." "Mm." Kurama's smile was wide, and he nosed gently to Hiei's cheek, fingers splayed over his face. "Yes." He added, softly. Kurama slid off the bed and reached to gather Hiei up into his arms, holding him close as he stood and headed out into the hall. He wandered off to Yusuke's room, depositing Hiei into the clean bed there and tucking him in, brushing another kiss to his cheek before leaving. Kurama stretched his arms over his head as he meandered back to the guest room, pausing in the doorway before then leaning back against it and observing Yusuke a moment, one hand casually linked over the opposite elbow, behind his back. His eyes were incredibly warm upon him. "I think Hiei enjoyed that." Yusuke grinned at Kurama. His eyes were suddenly drawn to the bulge in Kurama's yoga pants. "I think you enjoyed watching." Yusuke beamed at Kurama. Kurama looked really good in yoga pants, Yusuke definitely approved and thought he should wear them more often. Yusuke beckoned Kurama closer. Kurama's green eyes half-lidded, simmering, and his head tilted back to rest on the doorframe, exposing more of his clothed neck. "I think you enjoyed doing." Kurama bantered back, lifting a hand to tuck two fingers into the collar of his turtleneck. "You think I'll listen to you so easily?" Kurama teased quietly, running his other hand down his shirt; chest, then stomach and slowly curving over his own hip, eyes never leaving Yusuke's. Yusuke grinned. "I do love giving blowjobs." He watched Kurama smile teasingly and licked his lips. "If you'd like, I'll do the same for you." Yusuke said slowly sitting up in bed from where he was reclined before. He watched Kurama's fingers go down his chest and around his hips. He smirked. The fox was definitely teasing him. The thought of Yusuke doing that was tempting Kurama, but... "Why don't you show me something else." Kurama tilted his head to the side, slowly dragging his hand back up his stomach, letting the shirt show off some of his skin as his fingers tugged the hem of it upward. Yusuke liked what Kurama was implying. "Oh?" He slowly pulled his shirt off and began to unfasten his jeans. "Just what did you have in mind?" Yusuke beamed at Kurama and his brown eyes sparkled. Kurama's eyes flicked down momentarily to Yusuke's chest and then he beamed at him, his entire demeanor changing from sultry to sweet in an instant. He dropped his hands and strode easily towards him, fingers linking behind his back, the gesture disarmingly innocent. "Why don't you show me what you know?" By this point he was before the bed, and then his eyes slivered back open, dark and interested. "Unless you're still intimidated by my experience, of course." Kurama lofted a sardonic brow, to that. He wondered how Yusuke would react. Yusuke sat down in front of Kurama. He brought his hands up around the kitsune's hips. "Alright." He slowly lifted up Kurama's shirt. He laughed at Kurama's comment, and leaned in to kiss and nibble his navel provocatively. He slowly slid Kurama's shirt up and ran his fingers over a nipple. Kurama leaned naturally into that hold around his waist, humming softly in the back of his throat. His eyes dropped halfway, again, watching Yusuke lazily as he started to worship him. Mm, his hands were rough. It was a pleasant contrast. Kurama moved his fingers, trailing them from the backs of Yusuke's hands and down over his arms until they found his strong shoulders, pressing in and against the muscles there almost like a massage. Yusuke slowly stood up placing kisses along the front of Kurama's navel and chest. He placed an open mouthed kiss over one of Kurama's nipples, softly caressing it with his tongue. When he was standing he kissed Kurama passionately while slowly scratching his back. He broke the kiss to pull off the fox's turtleneck. Kurama tilted his head, watching Yusuke as he stood. He sighed at the attention, and hummed pleasantly into the kiss, arching slightly against Yusuke's bare skin. When Yusuke tried to pull off his shirt Kurama's eyes twinkled and he spun out of reach before it happened, snagging Yusuke's right hand in his left. He smirked as he extended his right arm away from them and flicked his right hand's fingers out and up, elegantly. Yusuke should remember. Kurama's eyes were purposeful. "Why don't you dance with me, again?" Kurama's mouth quirked in a lighter grin, then, green eyes glowing with affection. Yusuke was a bit surprised by Kurama's suggestion. It was cute, playful and certainly unexpected, especially since Kurama had mentioned how experienced he was moments earlier. "Sure." Yusuke laughed and started bringing Kurama in for a slow dance. He looked down into Kurama's eyes. They were so green...and easy to get lost in. After a few minutes of just swaying, Yusuke's face lit up and he exploded with laughter. He realized he hadn't turned on any music. He'd been so caught up looking at Kurama that he forgot to turn it on. "Sorry, I was just...looking at you and I forgot about turning on the music." He was still laughing when he switched it on. At first it was really loud, but he knew Hiei had slept through louder, so he wasn't concerned. He adjusted the volume a bit. Yusuke felt like a dork for a moment, but he was pretty sure Kurama didn't mind. "Do you remember all the choreography?" Yusuke asked with a grin. Kurama smiled up at Yusuke, letting them sway until Yusuke realized it. When he laughed, Kurama grinned and leaned to kiss his cheek before Yusuke pulled away. "It's all right." He mused, sneaking up behind Yusuke to peer over his shoulder as he fiddled with the knob. Kurama winced when it was too loud, and straightened when Yusuke turned back to him, hands resting on his own hips, casually. "Most of it, I think." Kurama admitted, eyes deep and green as he stepped closer. "I could do without the part where we dance separately, myself. And it might be a bit cramped for the lift, don't you agree?" He curled his arms over Yusuke's shoulders lazily, linking his hands behind Yusuke's neck. "Other than that..." Kurama smiled sweetly up at him, and impulsively pecked a kiss on Yusuke's lips. "Why don't you impress me?" Then he was grinning a bit again, expression slightly challenging. Yusuke stood up and pulled Kurama into his arms. "It is a bit cramped in here....and I would like to stay closer to you." Yusuke admitted. He looked away for a moment, a little embarrassed. He beamed at Kurama. "Yeah..we don't want to break anything or knock anything over." Yusuke smiled at the kiss and playfully dipped the fox. Yusuke was not good at backing away from challenges. He grinned looking down at Kurama. "I will." Yusuke playfully kissed Kurama before pulling him back up and spinning him. When Yusuke pulled away from the kiss, Kurama's eyes were fond. He hummed as he was spun out, flicking his hand in that ridiculous elegant pose before curling back in towards Yusuke. Kurama enjoyed the dip, as always; it put him right up against Yusuke's left shoulder. Perhaps it was silly, but he almost preferred this to Yusuke getting serious with him. Kurama had had mainly lovers who were serious, or who took themselves too seriously in their attempts to impress him and 'win his heart'. Most had only managed to win his contempt - or, their own death if they ended up becoming horribly obsessed. This? This was lovely. And as Yusuke was so clearly in his element, it was also beautiful, and Kurama couldn't help but bask in it. Kurama spun back in, eyes shining with mischief as he grabbed Yusuke's hand during the few, quick waltz-like steps before the dip and surged up to kiss him before cracking a wide grin up at him as he was dipped. Kurama'd deftly avoid any attempt by Yusuke to kiss him during the dip, this time, and when he was upright and spun out again he couldn't help but laugh. Yusuke laughed as Kurama avoided him. "Awww." Yusuke pouted. When Kurama spun back into his arms, he held the fox close while they danced. The two of them dancing together made him feel carefree and innocent again. He definitely still wanted to fool around, but right now he was just relaxing in the moment with Kurama. He didn't want this dance to end. Yusuke pressed their foreheads together. He wanted to try to steal another kiss, but he resisted the urge and just beamed at the fox. Kurama hummed happily, leaning his head into Yusuke's neck while they were tucked against each other, closing his eyes. Yusuke's scent was familiar and safe. He peered at him when their foreheads were pressed together, green gaze incredibly soft and slightly vulnerable, but content. It was just between them, so it was all right. Hiei needed Kurama to be careful and steadying; Yusuke didn't, as he was a force of strength all on his own. Yusuke beamed at him and Kurama couldn't resist tipping forward to give him another kiss, sighing gently against Yusuke's mouth, but keeping it chaste. He wasn't ready to stop yet. When Kurama kissed him, Yusuke scooped him up in his arms and spun them both slowly, and carefully. Both of his hands were under Kurama's thighs, lifting him. When they broke the kiss, Yusuke was still playfully spinning both of them around. This was very nice. "I don't think I'm ever going to get over how cute you are...both of you." He smiled. "I think I might be a character in one of my rom coms. Since you guys have been here...I've been so much happier." "Hmph." Kurama linked his hands behind Yusuke's neck and leaned back as Yusuke continued to spin them, trusting he wouldn't drop him. His eyes were mockingly insulted. "I think I take offense to being called 'cute', you know." He lifted his nose and turned it to the side, feigning haughtiness as he closed his eyes. "I'd much prefer 'breathtaking beyond reason' or 'elegant' - I think they're rather more accurate, don't you?" Kurama cracked open the one green eye that was still facing Yusuke, trying hard not to smile and ruin the act. The other part of what Yusuke had said made him a touch uncomfortable, for some reason, so he didn't focus on it. Yusuke laughed and smiled up at Kurama. "Shall I compare thee to a Summer's Day?" Yusuke teased. He looked up at the kitsune. "You're gorgeous, ravishing, breathtaking, beautiful, majestic...?" Yusuke was still spinning around slowly. To Yusuke, it was true. Kurama was all of those things. They should dance together like this more often. It was great seeing Kurama so happy and relaxed like this. Yusuke beamed up at him. Kurama's cheeks pinked and he gasped at the Shakespeare. "Oh no. Don't you dare." Kurama's eyes widened with slightly real terror as Yusuke proceeded to list various adjectives and he quickly withdrew a palm to press it over Yusuke's mouth, but he couldn't stop the helpless laughter that stumbled out of his mouth, along with his words. "You're being ridiculous, Yusuke." Kurama could feel his face getting warmer, even as he tried to gain the upper hand again. To think, of all the demons who had plied him with poetic and overwrought words just like those, the only one who had managed to make him blush at them was Yusuke. Yusuke laughed at Kurama trying to silence him. He noticed Kurama was getting very flustered. It was adorable. He shifted Kurama so he was still supporting him with one arm. He used his other hand to pull Kurama's hand off his mouth. "As I was saying..." Yusuke continued to compliment Kurama. "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day. Thou art more lovely and more temperate..." Yusuke beamed up at Kurama's flushed face. His eyes were so sparkly, and sincere. He was genuinely surprised he had made Kurama blush so much. "Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may and summer's lease hath too short a date..." Yusuke teased. Maybe he should compliment Kurama even more often. He was so cute when he was flustered. Kurama's blush just darkened, but he couldn't quite manage to complain this time. It was so unexpected; it felt slightly surreal, hearing Yusuke quote one of his favorite poets. For a moment Kurama just stared at him, caught in those eyes that made Kurama feel like someone was pouring soothing hot cocoa over his insides. He swallowed, biting his lip and averting his eyes to the side. Yusuke's rough hand was warm around his; one strong arm keeping him aloft. It was patently ridiculous... and yet... Kurama couldn't resist. "Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines... And often is his gold complexion dimmed..." His voice was quiet, almost abashed that he knew it as well as Yusuke. "And every fair from fair sometime declines... By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed..." Kurama daren't raise his eyes; he was sure his face would explode from the heat that was coming off it. Yusuke almost gasped in surprise, he stopped spinning them around. Kurama knew that Sonnet. Yusuke's face lit up. He loved Shakespeare. His brown eyes were practically glowing. "But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st..." While Yusuke did collect smutty erotica, he did also appreciate poetry...especially romantic poems. If his hands were free he probably would have clapped. "Nor shall death brag that thou wand'rest in his shade, when in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st." Yusuke smiled and finished the sonnet. "So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, so long lives this, and this gives life to thee." He could have frolicked. He leaned in and kissed Kurama. Kurama exhaled an exasperated sigh against Yusuke's mouth, his eyes closed again; he still couldn't bear to look. "You're impossible." He muttered, leaning back after the kiss and pushing Yusuke's face away with a palm; one hand still curled against the back of Yusuke's neck. Then Kurama slivered his eyes open to give him a severe, heated glare, although it was slightly offset by just how red his face had become, at this point. "You tell anyone, I will slowly murder you in your sleep with that little cactus you keep by your bedroom window." He didn't smile, deadly serious, eyes still narrowed and dark; a deep, hypnotic green. "What!? I just happen to like poetry!" Yusuke exclaimed. When Kurama pushed him away, Yusuke laughed, pretty sure the fox was teasing him again. Kurama looked like a tomato. Yusuke laughed even harder. "I won't tell anyone...but can we read them together...?" Yusuke was so excited, not even Keiko would talk to him about poetry. "Please...? I don't have anyone to read them with..." He made puppy dog eyes. "....I have a collection of them in my room...we should read more of them right now!" His face was so sincere and he was so excited that Kurama liked them too. Kurama's glare started to crack around the edges, and he withdrew his hand from Yusuke's face as he closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. "And you call me cute..." Kurama muttered, shaking his head. Then he looked at Yusuke, again, eyes a touch more relaxed and almost resigned, but in a good-natured way. "All right." Kurama agreed softly, splaying his fingers over Yusuke's cheek and rubbing his thumb fondly over the curve of it. His cheeks were still faintly pink; those endearing eyes would be his undoing, one day. Yusuke laughed. "Honestly, Hiei is probably going to be out for a while. We could go and cuddle with him and read poetry." He grinned up at Kurama. Without waiting for Kurama's approval, Yusuke started to head back to his bedroom, where Hiei was sleeping. "You really have a high opinion of the effects of your blow jobs, don't you?" Kurama mused, leaning close to him again and wrapping his arms around Yusuke's neck as he walked off while still carrying him. Kurama's elbows rested atop Yusuke's shoulders, forearms lazily draped over his shoulder blades. He nuzzled a bit into Yusuke's hair, since it was available. Yusuke grinned and nodded. "Yep!" He blushed a little bit. "I mean...if you want one..." Yusuke trailed off. He was pretty certain Kurama wasn't interested in that right now. He slipped into the bedroom and set Kurama down on the bed. He grabbed a few poetry books off of his dresser and smiled at Kurama. "You already asked me." Kurama reminded, gently, leaning to kiss Yusuke's cheek. "Maybe another time." He hummed, nosing into Yusuke's hair before he was set down. Kurama crawled up the bed, peering amusedly at Hiei sound asleep under the covers. He pulled the comforter back and arranged some of the pillows against the headboard, so he could sit up in bed and lean against them comfortably. Then he turned around and sat back against them, catching Yusuke's smile and reflexively returning it, if softer. Kurama sighed, closing his eyes, then. "Well, let's get this over with. If Hiei wakes up I'm going to pretend we were messing around." Kurama intoned, dryly. Yusuke quickly changed out of his regular clothes and pulled on some sleep pants. He then slid into bed with Kurama. "Is it really that embarrassing? They're just poems." Yusuke said pulling Kurama close to him. He softly rubbed Kurama's shoulder and laughed at the next statement. Yusuke grabbed the poetry books. "I mean...if you'd rather mess around or make out or cuddle or whatever...I'd be ok with that too." Yusuke admitted. "Maybe not for you, but most people think I'm girly enough as it is, thanks." Kurama muttered this into Yusuke's neck, shifting him so Yusuke was between his legs, Yusuke's back to his front. "Scoot down." Kurama lightly folded his arms over Yusuke's chest, and pulled Yusuke back against him so he could recline on the pillows again, resting his cheek atop his head so Kurama could also read, if he wanted to. He sighed, finally comfortable. "Let's just see. Time spent like this is fine, too." Kurama nuzzled at Yusuke's hair, eyes slipping shut as he inhaled his scent. Yusuke rolled his eyes. "So you don't want people to know you like poetry because it's girly...? Uhhh...I think I have some girly interests." He admitted. He liked cooking, poetry, terrible romance novels and rom coms. He cuddled up with Kurama and smiled flipping through the book. "Oooh! Here's some sonnets..." Yusuke smiled and snuggled into Kurama's arms. "I'd simply prefer not to give people more ammunition. There's nothing inherently wrong with being 'girly', of course. The idiots who assume things just get tiresome after a while." Kurama hummed against him, nuzzling contentedly. "Read them to me, then?" Yusuke nodded. "Oh...well...you can like whatever you want. Hiei and I wouldn't judge you....unless it's poorly written." Yusuke said with a smile. "Maybe I like having something that's just between us." Kurama murmured tenderly, holding Yusuke a little closer. Yusuke grinned at Kurama. "Sure. Hiei would sleep through these anyway." Yusuke admitted. Yusuke flipped open to a random sonnet and began to read. "My love is as a fever..." Kurama settled in against him, listening to the sound of Yusuke's voice as he read. After he finished reading the poem Yusuke yawned and set the book down. "Mmm...I'm tired." Kurama had dozed off against him at some point during the reading, curled close, still in his turtleneck and yoga pants. Yusuke shifted around so Kurama was in the middle of the bed and spooning Hiei. Instinctively Hiei seemed to cuddle closer. Once he had done that, he curled up next to Kurama and kissed his shoulder before falling asleep.
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Kurama woke slowly, some hours later, in the morning. Hiei was curled against him and he murred contently, nuzzling against his hair, blissfully. There was warmth at his back, as well. Mm. Hiei slowly stirred and shifted a little in Kurama's arms. "Mmmm." After shifting around for a moment he realized he was completely naked, and then slowly began to remember the events of last night. Kurama didn't notice Hiei was naked, just yet; not awake enough to register much. He snuggled up to him happily, smearing an affectionate kiss over Hiei's cheek. Yusuke was obviously out like a light. Hiei could hear his soft snores behind Kurama. He felt his skin flush even more. He remembered Kurama triggered everything by whispering "sweet one." Why had he told the fox about that phrase? Kurama pulled back to give Hiei a wide beam, before rolling over him and off the bed, meandering in the direction of the kitchen for some breakfast. He was mostly on autopilot in the mornings, until he ate something. Kurama pattered around the kitchen, choosing cereal again. It took him a bit of time to finish it. Putting it in the sink he realized there were other dishes in there, as well, and shrugged to himself. Being a good guest, he decided to take the time to wash them. Finished with the dishes, Kurama paused, realizing something. It really would be better to shift to his youko form, now that their heist had been completed. It would give him more freedom to go outside, as well. Pondering this, he wandered over to the bathroom, standing before the mirror. It would be good for him to practice keeping his ears and tail invisible before the funeral, as well; he hadn't shape-shifted, in a long time. Sighing, Kurama closed his eyes and went to the mirror in his mind, reflecting both his physical forms. He kept a vision in the back of his head; enough of youko to look like him, but no ears or tail manifestation. Kurama opened his eyes and they were gold. He frowned as the ears were still visible atop his head, along with the tail swishing against the backs of his legs. Kurama narrowed his eyes, and concentrated. Slowly, he felt the inhuman bits of his anatomy fade away, and brushed some hair back from his face, smiling when he noticed he had human ears, now. He just had to hold it like this; the apartment was the perfect place to practice. Some time after he'd gone in as his redheaded self, Kurama emerged from the bathroom quite a bit taller, with more defined muscles and long silver hair, clad in the usual gauzy robes of his youko form. He headed for the guest room to see if he had any clothes from home that might fit his larger body. Kurama sighed in slight aggravation. Nothing fit. At least he had a pair of sweatpants that had been loose on him, before; they were too short for him as a youko, though. He ended up just cutting off the pants at the knees so he had more freedom of movement. No shirts fit, either, so he had to make due with a stretchy tank top. Well, better than nothing. He absently finger-combed his hair out as he headed back to the bedroom, wondering idly if Hiei had fallen back to sleep. With the warmth gone, Yusuke seemed to instinctively seek it out. Soon he was spooning the youkai and poking him. Hiei was aroused from remembering last night. What was the harm of them sleeping in a little? He needed to calm himself down anyway. In his sleep, Yusuke was being handsy. Hiei rolled his eyes, irritated. This was going to be annoying to deal with. Yusuke was still mostly asleep and pressed flush against Hiei. He was nuzzling into the youkai's skin and grinding against him sleepily. Hiei's skin was flushed and he was trying to not get any more aroused. It was a little awkward sleeping without Kurama between them. At least Kurama didn't get handsy in the morning like this. Kurama was definitely the only person Hiei was comfortable bottoming for. Hiei spun around to face Yusuke so they were face to face. Yusuke was still half asleep and clung to Hiei so they were pressed flush together. "Jeez. You really are hard, Hiei." Yusuke yawned sleepily. "You're insatiable!" Hiei growled. He figured Yusuke and Kurama had fooled around last night after he fell asleep. That would make more sense. Yusuke smirked mischievously. "Want another?" Hiei immediately knew what Yusuke was referring to. His skin flushed. Kurama walked in to that conversation, and raised an eyebrow. He started to smile slightly as he leaned against the doorframe; and then had to adjust, as he was a bit too tall for it. Kurama ended up mostly leaning against the wall inside the room, instead, arms folded lightly over his front. "Did I miss something?" "Hiei's just really excited this morning..." Yusuke grinned at Hiei. Hiei growled and then looked up at Kurama. He was surprised to see him in his Youko form. When Yusuke saw how surprised Hiei looked, he turned his head around. "Oh wow! I forget how tall you are, when you're like that. You can barely fit in the apartment." Kurama grinned, just a bit, and headed over to them, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Yes." Kurama lifted an arm, eying the length of it. "I figured it best to get used to this form again, especially as I'll have to attend the funeral in it." Kurama smiled at them both, slightly wry. "Tell me at any time, if you can see my ears and tail, would you? It takes a bit more concentration to look human than simply being my natural self." Hiei nodded. Yusuke grinned. "If you guys fool around, Hiei will have to climb you like a tree." Yusuke said with a wink. Hiei got flustered again. Yusuke grinned at that statement and Hiei's flushed expression. "So why don't we all fool around, sweet one?" Yusuke's expression got mischievous and Hiei whacked Yusuke with a pillow. "It only works when Kurama does it." "Does it, now?" Kurama smirked, amused at them. He slowly crawled onto the bed and leaned over Hiei; a little higher up, than he was used to. Kurama's limbs were longer like this, as was his hair. It trickled in silver streams over his shoulders, pooling and slipping off of Hiei's bare chest. The blankets covered up to Hiei's waist. Kurama tilted his head, golden eyes kind on Hiei's from far above. "Should I try it?" Yusuke recovered from the pillow hit almost immediately and chuckled darkly. He watched Kurama's amused smirk and how he climbed into bed with him. Hiei's skin was flushed and he looked simultaneously excited and nervous. Kurama's hair cascaded around them like a waterfall. "Oooh. Please do." Yusuke said with a grin. Hiei was quiet, but definitely into this. Kurama leaned down, nosing at Hiei's cheek warmly. "You looked very happy last night." Kurama intimated, humming softly against Hiei. Kurama brushed a kiss to Hiei's cheek and pulled back to beam at him. "It felt good, right?" When Kurama leaned down to rub his nose against his cheek, Hiei melted into the touch. "I was." Hiei admitted. Yusuke grinned as he watched the two of them. "See, I'm good at those." Yusuke announced with a proud grin. Hiei smiled up at Kurama. "Yes, but the silence was the best part." Hiei was referring to not hearing Yusuke's voice. Yusuke laughed. He had to admit that was a good one. Kurama smirked, at that. He shifted, and blinked a bit when he noticed. "Oh, you really are excited, aren't you?" Kurama hadn't expected that, really. Kurama turned to look at Yusuke, blinking. "Is that why you were bothering him so much?" Hiei's face got even more flushed than before and he looked away, obviously a bit embarrassed about it. He nodded. Yusuke grinned. "Yep. Happens to both of us pretty much every morning...I think." Yusuke laughed nervously and shrugged. Kurama's face turned incredulous, and then he laughed, rolling off Hiei to flop on his back on the free spot in the bed. "Goodness! You're both so frisky." Kurama giggled, shaking his head in amusement. "Although I suppose I wouldn't have noticed, anyway." Kurama turned his head to look up at them both, still grinning slightly. "I'm not at my best in the mornings." Yusuke laughed. "Aw. It's not very nice to tease him." Hiei looked even more embarrassed than before. "I'm going to shower..." Hiei announced. "...in a minute." He needed to wait for his body to calm down. "Frisky is the understatement of the century." Yusuke joked. "I even offered to help relieve his...tension, but he never answered my question." "Ahh, I'm sorry." Kurama propped himself up on an elbow, looking a bit apologetic. "I didn't mean to. Come here, sweet." He gathered Hiei up in his arms, Hiei's chest to his back as they lay on their sides. Right now, he was so tall, Kurama could hold Hiei against his stomach and only had to curl a bit overhead, to look at Hiei's face. He smiled warmly at him. "Want me to help?" Kurama moved one hand to cup Hiei's cheek while the other went under the covers on the airward side of Hiei's waist. Hiei blushed at the apology. "It's fine." Hiei admitted. Both Kurama and Yusuke seemed to like teasing him. When he was gathered up into Kurama's arms the blush deepened and Yusuke grinned. The idea of watching Kurama and Hiei was alluring. Hiei nodded. "Yes." Yusuke's word was confident. Yusuke watched Kurama's hand drift under the covers. He grinned at Hiei. "Mm, all right." Kurama leaned to kiss Hiei's nose, and let his other hand trail down to slide beneath, as well. He gently took Hiei in hand under the covers, golden eyes watching him affectionately. "How do you like it, then?" Hiei gasped when Kurama's hand grasped him. He leaned back into the fox. Hiei wasn't sure how to describe it; his brain was going to short circuit from the contact. "I think...I prefer slow?" It sounded more like a question than a statement. Yusuke was surprised. He had thought Hiei preferred things faster. "I see." Kurama squeezed him lightly, then let go - doing nothing more, just yet. He repeated this a few times, gauging Hiei's reaction. Hiei bit down on his lower lip trying to suppress sounds. His skin flushed even more. Yusuke was grinning watching Hiei try to remain in control. He seemed to like teasing...as long as Kurama was doing it. Kurama fitted himself up against Hiei's back; he was so small, when Kurama was in this form. It made him feel rather protective. Kurama shifted his head back into a more comfortable position, and found himself able to look up at Yusuke, from the pillow. He gave him a slight grin, eyes dropping towards Hiei as he spoke to him, once more. "Let me know when you want more, all right?" Kurama allowed his other hand to smooth over Hiei's chest to hold him securely around his middle, while the one below continued its slow squeezes and releases. Hiei melted into Kurama and tried to contain himself. Finally after a few minutes Hiei whimpered. "Please..." Yusuke watched Hiei in surprise. It was so cute. Yusuke shifted under the covers and took himself in hand. He needed to alleviate some of the pressure. Hiei leaned back against Kurama. "More..." It was another whimper. Hiei looked flustered but Yusuke thought it was one of the sexiest things he had ever seen. Kurama smiled, pressing them closer together and letting a hand wander up over Hiei's compact chest. Hiei's head was just under his chin, Hiei's entire upper body - hair and all - fitting easily over Kurama's torso. He dwarfed Hiei so much, like this, that Kurama's elbow was level with Hiei's waist, but his hand could reach up to Hiei's collarbone. Unfortunately, he was too tall to kiss any part of him, in this position. Kurama made due by nuzzling into Hiei's hair, running a thumb over Hiei's nipple as he started a gradual pumping motion under the sheets. One of Hiei's hands gripped the side of Kurama's thigh. He needed something to hang onto. Hiei leaned back. He wanted to kiss Kurama, but at this height he was too tall. Hiei let out several softer moans. His hips slowly started to twitch and shudder involuntarily. Yusuke's skin was flushed. "Oh man...Kurama? Do you think you could...with both of us?" Hiei was intrigued by the possibility, and opened his eyes to look at Yusuke. This was ridiculous. Between concentrating on keeping his youko form human-looking and the height difference, it was too difficult. Well, he could always switch back later. It was better than holding himself back from the both of them, and possibly - embarrassingly! - sprouting his ears or tail at some point when he couldn't focus anymore. Kurama closed his eyes and went back to that mirror in his mind, phasing once more through the glass. Physically, the shift wasn't instantaneous, but it did take several seconds for his body to shrink back to a more human size, his hair shortening even while silver bled out to red. Then, abruptly, Hiei felt much cozier and well-fitted in his arms and Kurama sighed in relief, kissing his cheek from behind. The tight tank top and cut-off sweatpants were rather loose, now. His hand hadn't let go of Hiei, and at Yusuke's words Kurama blinked green eyes open up at him, then smiled sweetly. He nuzzled at Hiei's temple. "Are you all right with that, Hiei?" Kurama wouldn't pressure him; his voice was respectful and low, but kind. Yusuke grinned when Kurama began to switch back. This was definitely affecting Kurama more than he was letting on. Yusuke found it arousing. He watched Kurama shrink and his white hair shifted to red. Hiei was involuntarily thrusting into Kurama's hand. Kurama kissing him, made Hiei turn to look at the familiar green eyes. When Hiei opened his eyes, they were blown back in lust. He nodded. "Yes." As soon as Yusuke saw Hiei nod, he shifted over and kissed Kurama passionately. Hiei looked up at the two of the excitedly. Yusuke had to break the kiss for a second while he shifted around. Yusuke had pulled his pajama pants down past his hips, and pressed his hard shaft against Hiei's. Yusuke's arms wrapped around Kurama's waist pressing him so he was flush against Hiei's backside. Hiei blushed more. When Yusuke was satisfied with their positions he leaned in and kissed Kurama again. Yusuke ended up swallowing Kurama's smile, and it was incredibly nice. He kissed Yusuke back, meeting his passion with a teasing slowness, hand tightening on Hiei instinctively as Kurama let his other hand wander down from Hiei's chest. Kurama wrapped both his palms around them, pressing them together as he pumped just lightly at first, to let them adjust. He made a small noise in the back of his throat as Yusuke pulled him flush with Hiei's rear, green eyes slivering open and darkening fast. This next kiss was a little more fun, a touch messier by design and Kurama allowed himself to grind against Hiei from behind, in time with the thrusts Hiei had taken up, while Kurama's hands continued to pleasure them jointly. Hiei's hand still gripped Kurama's thigh, encouraging him to grind against him. Yusuke was already leaking precome, it was getting all over Hiei's shaft. He didn't mind. Kurama's hands could move easier now. Yusuke's cool skin against his own was almost relieving. It took Hiei a moment to adjust, but soon he could feel himself pulsing against Yusuke, as Yusuke did the same. Yusuke rocked his hips slowly against Hiei and moaned loudly into Kurama's mouth. This felt really good. Between them Hiei was whimpering and letting out these soft little moans. Kurama bit on Yusuke's lower lip as he moaned against him, putting a little more effort into his hips so he could thrust Hiei more against Yusuke as they all moved together. The noises and warmth and friction were starting to get him going, as well, but Kurama wasn't so far gone as the other two and could appreciate what they were doing, a bit better. Hiei's noises were divinely filthy and amped up his insides, giving them a spike of heat. Finally letting go of Yusuke's lip, Kurama nosed back into his mouth, raking teeth over his tongue before sucking on it, then going back to kissing him fiercely. His hands were busy, he couldn't touch them anywhere else and that was annoying, but Kurama couldn't find it in himself to really regret it. The fact his hands alone were making the other two emit such beautifully depraved sounds was a bit of a boost for his ego, as well. Kurama tightened his grip and matched his pumps with his thrusts, upping the force and pace another notch. Yusuke moaned as Kurama picked up the pace. Whenever Kurama's hips ground against Hiei's rear, Hiei's hips would grind against Yusuke's. Hiei let out a particularly loud whine when Kurama picked up the pace and Yusuke nearly came right there. Luckily he had a bit more control. Hiei was warm to the touch. Kurama was a great kisser. Had Yusuke and Kurama been standing, Yusuke was sure his knees would go weak. Hiei was trembling with need. His eyes were heavy lidded as he watched Yusuke and Kurama kiss. Yusuke kept leaking more precome and Hiei was sure that Yusuke was going to orgasm soon. Hiei arched back against Kurama and whispered. "Mmm...Faster." Hiei wanted to watch Yusuke first. Kurama made an assenting noise low in his throat and obliged by setting a punishing new pace, and shoving Hiei harder into Yusuke with the strength of his hips, alone. He also focused on kissing Yusuke mindless, wanting to see him lose control. Yusuke was always so brash and confident; Kurama remembered the blow job, from last night. He wanted to see Yusuke lose that, just for a minute, let go and release and Kurama felt Hiei wanted the same, in the back of his mind. He could feel something seeping out between his fingers and he knew one of them was close, so Kurama did his best to tip them over the edge. Right now, that translated into claiming Yusuke's mouth in a ravaging kiss while he tightened his hands around them, as taut as he could manage while still being able to pump. Yusuke felt every single muscle tighten in his body. Between Hiei and Kurama's efforts he felt like he was going to explode. Yusuke broke the kiss with Kurama to cling to both of them. He keened and arched backward. His orgasm ripped through him. His come spurted across his stomach, Hiei's chest and Kurama's hand. He shuddered as the aftershocks ripped through him. His skin was flushed. "That was...amazing..." His brown eyes sparkled and he stammered. Yusuke was amazed that Hiei had managed to hang on through that onslaught. Hiei couldn't help but smile now that the cocky grin was wiped off Yusuke's face. Hiei had much more stamina than Yusuke thought. Yusuke softened against Kurama, but Hiei was still hard. "God, you both are so..." Kurama hid a smug, possessive grin in Hiei's neck, eyes bright over his shoulder as he watched Yusuke come. It was magnificent, and filled up his insides with even more warmth. Kurama nosed into Hiei, biting lightly at his throat as he extricated Yusuke from between his fingers so he could put all his attention on Hiei in his arms. "Come for me, won't you? Hiei." Kurama cooed in his ear, sounding slightly breathless but still in control. He dipped his head to plant chaste kisses over Hiei's pulse, then smearing a sudden, dirty, open-mouthed one there, with no preamble. Both hands were still hard at work to wring an orgasm from him. Kurama wasn't thrusting as much, now; it'd been more for the others' benefits, although he was a bit hard by this point. His arms were starting to get tired but that was all right. Kurama could bear it a little longer. "Why don't you roll over to face him, Hiei?" Yusuke grinned suggestively meeting Hiei's eyes. "Let me help both of you out." Yusuke said with a grin. It wasn't fair for Kurama to be doing all the work. Plus, Yusuke really wanted to see the fox lose himself pressed against Hiei. It would be cute. Hiei somehow just barely managed to hold on when Kurama whispered those naughty things in his ear. He let out a loud whine and bit his lower lip to suppress it. "I'd rather have you like this, Hiei." Kurama murmured darkly into his ear, eyes locking on Yusuke's; arresting and abruptly commanding. "You can feel it, can't you? You're so close. Why fight it?" His mouth curled in a devious smirk as he nudged Hiei with his erection; just to give him more stimulation. Then, Kurama finally ripped his gaze from Yusuke's eyes, so he could torture the one in his arms, properly. Kurama's voice dropped low, and he bit at Hiei's ear before hissing into it, hotly. "Scream it out, we want to hear how much you like it, sweet one." Yusuke watched as Kurama became commanding. It was almost frightening how fast he could shift. Hiei was holding onto Kurama. His eyes were tightly shut and he was biting the bottom of his lip. Hiei couldn't even form a sentence. Hiei tried to supress a whine, but couldn't. "Kurama!" Hiei couldn't take it anymore. He arched against Kurama and screamed as he came. Hiei managed to make an even bigger mess under Yusuke's covers. He was definitely going to have to do laundry today. Hiei leaned back into Kurama's arms, still unable to complete a sentence. "What...about...you..?" Hiei asked. Kurama's erection was still pressed against him. Kurama held Hiei close with his arms as he came, pumping him slowly through the aftershocks and kissing his neck tenderly. He kept Hiei tight against him as Hiei shuddered, and Kurama felt more warmth explode in his chest. He almost laughed for joy, but contained himself; not wanting Hiei to think he was laughing at him. Kurama hummed lazily and slowly started to pull his hips back so Hiei wouldn't feel the poking. "It's all right. Just enjoy it." Kurama soothed, wiping a hand off on the sheets so he could cup Hiei's cheek fondly, thumb running over the curve of it; his palm was only a bit sticky. Kurama beamed down at him, dropping a sweet kiss on Hiei's slacken mouth. Hiei leaned back and kissed Kurama sweetly. He was still working through the aftershocks of his orgasm. Yusuke looked at Hiei, and something seemed to click between both of them. They both wanted to see Kurama lose control. Hiei had only seen it briefly. Hiei turned to face Kurama, his expression was determined. When he inhaled Kurama's scent, he couldn't help it. He needed a nap. Hiei drifted off into sleep clinging to the front of Kurama's shirt. Yusuke had expected Hiei to makeout with Kurama or something, but the youkai had just fallen asleep. Yusuke was on top of Kurama in a second. Kurama laughed as he was tackled off of Hiei, instinctively wrapping his arms around Yusuke's neck and looking up at him, green eyes twinkling. "Well, hello." Kurama greeted, smartly. "Did you want something?" Yusuke grinned down at Kurama, using his body weight to pin the fox down to the bed. "I want to make you feel good." He beamed down at Kurama as he leaned in and began to kiss him slowly. "Do you." Kurama teased affectionately against his mouth, running a hand up through the hair at the back of Yusuke's head. "That's a very admirable goal." He fisted the hand in Yusuke's hair and rolled them so he was on top, smirking down at him, eyes challenging. "How to do plan to attain it?" Yusuke grinned up at Kurama. "I could blow you, I could make love to you, I could give you a hand..." He was careful to avoid rolling over on the youkai, but quickly spun Kurama around so he was back on top. "What do you want me to do to you?" Eyes bright, Kurama smiled warmly at him. He looked a little windswept; his red hair somewhat ruffled from all the tossing around. "What if I want to do something to you, hm?" Green slivered back open, a touch darker in the depths and a meaner-looking smirk quirked up a corner of his mouth. Kurama lifted his other hand to trail his fingertips over Yusuke's cheek, watching him attentively. "What then?" "It depends on what it is." Yusuke admitted blushing. "I think I know what you're getting at...but I've never done it before...so you'd have to go easy on me." Yusuke laughed good-naturedly. He was definitely open to the idea. "We should wait for Hiei to wake up...so he can watch." He grinned. Kurama's expression softened, at Yusuke's hesitance and blush. He cupped both of Yusuke's cheeks and pulled him down for a kiss. "We don't have to." Kurama offered, genuinely. Green eyes were tender, bearing up on Yusuke kindly, and he huffed quietly at the mention of Hiei. Nonetheless, Kurama beamed at him a bit, drawing Yusuke in for another kiss, murmuring against his mouth. "What are you most comfortable with, Yusuke?" Yusuke looked down at Kurama. "I'd like to." Yusuke laughed a little nervously. "I tried to with Jin, but his fingers hurt a lot. As long as you're gentle it should be alright. I trust you." He smiled down at the fox. He was straddling Kurama's hips. Slowly he sat back down so he was sitting on Kurama's lap. He slowly began to grind his hips against Kurama's hardness. "So...can you prepare me?" Yusuke asked in a sensual whisper. Kurama gazed up at him, indecisive. He didn't want to hurt Yusuke, and demons weren't well-known for being gentle. Kurama certainly hadn't been gentle, during his wilder days. He bit his lip as Yusuke smiled down at him, about to respond when Yusuke ground down on him and his eyes fluttered closed with a gasp. Kurama's head fell back, baring his neck. "Yusuke..." Head clearing slightly, Kurama slowly angled his face so he could peer back up at him, eyes darkening again. "You want it?" Kurama asked, watching him carefully, hands still cupping Yusuke's face, voice hesitant, nearly tentative. "We can stop at any time, if you don't want to go that far. Just tell me if you change your mind?" Yusuke leaned forward and kissed Kurama passionately. He then leaned back. Yusuke grabbed both of Kurama's hands and put them on his hips as he slowly pressed on him again. "Of course I want it." Yusuke felt more relaxed this time so it should be nicer, and he was instinctively grinding against the fox. "There's some lube in that drawer...if you prepare me...I can stay on top like this." He grinned down at Kurama. From this position, he could control the depth of penetration, so it would be much easier. Kurama kissed him back, leaning up to participate fiercely in the kiss. When Yusuke drew back he reclined, and bit his lip again, watching Yusuke through his eyelashes as he pressed his hips up into Yusuke's, naturally. "Mn..." Kurama tilted his head against the bed, watching Yusuke for another moment. Seeming to find what he needed in Yusuke's face, Kurama nodded, and tried to turn slightly so he could look behind him for the drawer, reaching for it. "All right." "Good." Yusuke was feeling impatient. He ground his hips down against Kurama and grinned. Hopefully, the fox would sense his need and pick up the pace slightly. He watched Kurama reach for the bottle of lubricant. He quickly shucked off his pajama bottoms. He had just had an orgasm earlier, but he could feel the blood rushing down to his groin again. He playfully palmed the bulge in his briefs. He really did want Kurama. Kurama arched against Yusuke almost automatically as he searched for the bottle, stretching out to his fullest height against the bed. His fingers finally fell upon it, and Kurama tugged it out of the drawer. When he looked back, Yusuke was palming himself and Kurama found he had to smirk. "Impatient, are we?" Kurama teased, green eyes glittering up at him. He rolled his hips to buck Yusuke up into the air, slightly, making a pleased sound in the back of his throat at the friction. Kurama tipped his head against the mattress, watching Yusuke with darker eyes. "Makes me wonder how long you'd last." Kurama purred, climbing a few fingers from either hand slowly over Yusuke's hips, the bottle held against the palm of one hand, carefully. Yusuke grinned when Kurama bucked his hips against him. "The more I think about it, the more I want you inside me." Yusuke's voice had gone down to a sultry whisper. "And to be fair..." Yusuke ground his hips against Kurama. "...I think you want to be inside me just as badly." He was trying to force moans out of the kitsune. Yusuke grinned down at Kurama. "Probably not very long." He admitted. On the bright side, Kurama wasn't as experienced in this body, so hopefully they'd match. "Mm." Kurama's eyes couldn't look away from Yusuke's face, and he shuddered softly as they ground against each other, again. "Perhaps." He favored Yusuke with a curling smile, dark and predatory around the edges. "If I were myself, I'd enjoy wringing every reaction I could out of you, you know." His eyes glinted, with memories and half-teasing promises of utter debauchery. Kurama rolled up against him again, sighing in pleasure. His expression melted back to a self-deprecating grin, then. "And no, I agree. Earlier, with Hiei, we - mmh - " Kurama couldn't resist the urge to grind up against him, again. " - didn't last long, at all." Popping open the cap, Kurama spread some lube on the tips of his fingers and gently began to glide them down under Yusuke's boxers and against the crack in Yusuke's ass; not trying to enter, just yet, but slicking the outside space to try to stimulate Yusuke's interest, a bit more. "I can't wait to watch your face, while you're fucking me." Yusuke grinned down at Kurama. He was feeling pretty confident. He arched forward a little so he could press their hard lengths together while Kurama's fingers prepped him. Feeling some of the friction made him moan low in his throat. At this angle he could kiss Kurama passionately and properly. He leaned down and slowly began to place more kisses on Kurama's throat while Kurama slowly started to prepare him. He spread his legs further to press their groins together and to let Kurama be as thorough as possible. Kurama hummed into the kiss, making it dirty with tongue and teeth and feeling himself grow harder at the augmented stimulation. He then tilted his head back and sighed at the attention on his neck, starting to thrust lazily up against Yusuke, to make the both of them feel good. He shuddered softly at Yusuke's moan, and added a bit more lube to his fingers, carefully finding Yusuke's hole as Yusuke spread his legs, more, feeding some of the lube in before circling around the rim. Kurama wedged a knee between Yusuke's thighs, continuing to thrust up to give Yusuke more friction. When it seemed Yusuke had enough pleasure to distract him, Kurama slowly began to push a finger inside, wriggling just the tip in order to loosen the tension around the edges, as best he could. As Yusuke felt one finger begin to invade him, he decided that it didn't feel too bad. Maybe Jin hadn't been as careful as he should have. The friction between his body and Kurama's felt very nice. Yusuke gripped Kurama's shoulders and slowly began to rock his hips back against Kurama's finger. Soon Yusuke had taken it down to the second knuckle. He practically purred against Kurama's neck. "Mm." Kurama made an appreciative noise in response to Yusuke's rocking hips, thrusting up against him in time with when Yusuke would press forward against him. He slowly swirled his finger once it was two knuckles in, nosing absently to Yusuke's forehead with a gentle murmur. "Are you ready for another one?" One finger felt pretty good to Yusuke, so far. Yusuke rocked forward and beamed down at Kurama before nodding. "Y-yes." Yusuke was very turned on, so the process was much easier. He leaned down and kissed Kurama. He couldn't suppress a moan at the friction. Kurama hummed into the kiss, and withdrew his finger so he could add more lube to Yusuke's hole, then carefully smearing it around his two longest fingers - middle and index - before he started up the same slow process of circling them around, then slowly wriggling in. He didn't fight the resistance, just tried to tease it into relaxation. Kurama's other hand shifted, raking through the hair at the back of Yusuke's head as he swallowed Yusuke's moan, thrusting up against him in a playful rhythm and kissing him soundly, to distract Yusuke with more pleasure. Yusuke let out a small groan as the finger was removed. He was starting to like the sensation. As another finger was inserted Yusuke ground his hips against Kurama's and moaned softly. He wasn't sure why this was feeling so much better than the times he and Jin had tried. Maybe it was because Kurama was more patient and experienced? Maybe it was because Yusuke felt much more for Kurama? He felt his body open up more to accept more of the fox's fingers. Kurama's eyes darkened at this next moan and he nuzzled into Yusuke, putting a little more force behind his hip movements. He tilted his head to hiss into Yusuke's ear. "Do you like that, hm? Imagine how much better I will feel. Just." Kurama did a small, forceful jab into the muscles that were already accepting him; it shouldn't hurt. "Like." Another jab. "This." A third. "But, can you comprehend it? Even bigger? What do you think, Yusuke?" Kurama's lips curled into a possessive smirk, and he sank his teeth into Yusuke's earlobe, tugging lightly. Yusuke saw Kurama's eyes darken. When Kurama whispered in his ears, it made Yusuke's skin flush. He grinned. "It feels...nice..." Yusuke admitted. He searched for a word, but couldn't find one. He ground his hips into Kurama's provocatively. Kurama was definitely really hard. "I think I'm going to like this." He smiled down at Kurama and was surprised when Kurama nibbled his earlobe. He moaned loudly. Yusuke's hands grasped Kurama's hips and he began to slide Kurama's pants off. "I think you want it almost as badly as I do." Yusuke almost purred. Kurama enjoyed that loud moan, and the feel of the bright blush against his cheek, fixing his mouth to Yusuke's throat so he could suck at it, fervently. The sweatpants were already loose, so they went easily, and Kurama helped by wriggling his hips. That movement also had the added benefit of introducing a new angle for them to grind against each other. "Almost - " Kurama murmured seductively into Yusuke's pulse as he slowly, so slowly, made gradual progress in getting Yusuke's muscles to accept two fingers inside him, instead of one. " - being the key concept there, you should know." Kurama ran his free palm down Yusuke's side, fingers trailing behind with nails sinking in; just lightly, a contrast of sensations. Yusuke grinned down at Kurama. He was glad once the fox was free of his sweatpants. "Mmmm." Yusuke almost purred in Kurama's ears. "Don't make me wait too long." Yusuke moaned in pleasure rocking back against Kurama's fingers. This was going to be nice. At Yusuke's loud moan Hiei began to stir. Yusuke was so captivated by Kurama's charm that he didn't notice that Hiei's eyes were slowly beginning to open, and that Hiei was watching the two of them curiously. Kurama's eyelids drooped, headily; he was intensely affected by Yusuke's reactions. A smug little smile pulled at his mouth. "Waiting's the best part, isn't it? I'm not taking you until you're begging for it." Kurama showed his teeth in a somewhat feral smile, raking them over Yusuke's neck as he slid his hand back to part Yusuke's cheeks more. "Another?" He checked, already withdrawing those two fingers inside and going to apply more lube, again; but Kurama would wait, for confirmation. He wouldn't assume. So caught up, he didn't notice Hiei's eyes were open, either. Yusuke ground his hips against Kurama and growled low in his throat. He wasn't used to being in this position. He definitely liked it. Jin had always expected him to be on top. "Nah...I think doing is much more fun." Yusuke smirked down at the fox. "Add two more." Yusuke said with a smirk and a wink. Hiei was going to wait for the perfect time to let them know he was awake. Hiei watched the two of them through his half-lidded eyes. "You would." Kurama teased, sounding affectionate for a moment. In the next, though, his eyes widened at the request and his mouth fell open, just a bit. Then Kurama recovered with a surprised laugh, surging up to kiss Yusuke, chuckling darkly against his mouth. "Oh, you're just incorrigible, aren't you? Fine then." Kurama grinned, biting lightly at Yusuke's mouth as he added more lube around and inside his hole, before gently wedging the tips of his four fingers in there. He used the same slow, easy method as before; careful and precise, waiting for more relaxation before trying to press his fingers in, further. Kurama tilted his head so he could watch Yusuke's eyes, grabbing the corner of Yusuke's mouth with his teeth before giving him a sloppy side-kiss by smoothing his tongue against the slick sides, then trying to tease Yusuke's tongue into playing. When Kurama arched up and kissed him Yusuke grinned down into the kiss. He pressed his hips down against Kurama. "I guess I am..." Yusuke chuckled. The kiss was nice and open mouthed. He stroked his tongue against Kurama's. He gasped and broke the kiss when 4 fingers were inserted. This stretch was a little more painful then the others. He winced a bit but breathed through it. His hands clung to the front of Kurama's shirt and he gripped it until his knuckles turned white. The penetration and stretch burned. After a few minutes and a lot of breathing the stretch began to feel much better and he slowly relaxed and started to rock back on Kurama's fingers. Kurama nosed to him as Yusuke clung, pressing chaste kisses over his face and tried to go slower, but there was no escaping the bit of pain Yusuke had to work himself through. Kurama was patient, and eventually was rewarded with more relaxation in Yusuke's body. He nuzzled to Yusuke's cheek once more, lips pressing there comfortingly. "You'll be all right." Kurama murmured, tone low and reassuring. "If it's too much, we can stop anytime, Yusuke." Even as he said that, he couldn't resist pressing his fingers into Yusuke's ass in small thrusts, meeting Yusuke's rocking hips. Yusuke hadn't said to stop, yet, so he wouldn't, but Kurama would continue to give Yusuke every chance to do so, anyway. Yusuke nodded. "I think I'm ready." Yusuke smiled down at Kurama. At this point he had taken Kurama's fingers all the way to the knuckle. He took a deep breath and slowly began to slide Kurama's shirt over his head. He was suddenly feeling self conscious, but he knew his best asset was his charming smile. "Mmm...Kurama?" He leaned in and placed another passionate kiss on Kurama's lips and slowly began to slide his own briefs off. Once they were gone he felt vulnerable and exposed, but he knew Kurama would be gentle. Kurama's green gaze met Yusuke's; assessing him, just to be sure. What he found there made him return the soft smile, and he let Yusuke pull the loose tank top off of him, watching Yusuke fondly under half-lidded eyes. He felt the fabric slip off of Yusuke's ass and sighed into the kiss, withdrawing a hand to draw his fingertips over Yusuke's cheek, lovingly. "All right." Kurama whispered, and withdrew those four fingers carefully. Kurama shuddered slightly as he squirted some lube onto his palm, one-handed, and gasped as he grasped himself, spreading it around and especially at the tip. Kurama was panting softly as he held the base of his erection, guiding it so it sat flush with Yusuke's hole, lips parting with a breathless little laugh. "Be gentle with me?" His voice curled with deep amusement, eyes twinkling in good humor up into Yusuke's. "It's my first time~" In this body, anyway; and when else would Kurama be able to deliver such a ridiculous phrase, so perfectly? Certainly not again, without seeming trite. Yusuke watched Kurama lubing himself up. He looked gorgeous, and completely in control. Kurama's words drew a laugh out of Yusuke. "In this body?" Yusuke teased and smiled at Kurama. Before Kurama could make a witty retort, Yusuke sat down. The pressure of Kurama's cock against his hole was frightening for a moment, but after a deep breath his body welcomed it inside. Yusuke had not intended to take the entire length at once, but he ended up doing it. It was not very comfortable. Maybe Kurama should have been on top. It took him a moment to adjust, but once he had, he let out a soft moan and began to move. Yusuke had finished his thought and Kurama could only smile up at him, brilliantly, for that. Then Yusuke was moving and Kurama caught his breath, eyes clenching shut as his head threw itself back onto the bed. He'd been prepared for a slower descent, per Yusuke's comfort, but to have it all at once was shamefully unexpected. Kurama gasped, reaching for his control. It was so good, Yusuke all around him, tight and hot and - Kurama derailed that train of thought, quickly. If he focused on it too much, it would be gone. So he did something to distract himself, fingers trailing frenziedly up Yusuke's hips as he focused on breathing past the pleasure; his outward breath turned into an accidental groan of utter bliss. Kurama's eyes were still clenched shut, and he didn't move. Then Yusuke started to go, too soon, and Kurama's eyes popped open in panicked worry, fingers tightening on Yusuke's hips. "N-No - wait - " Kurama begged, voice wrecked and in another mindset he would've been awfully embarrassed. "I need - " Kurama just needed another moment, another minute. He couldn't come right away, it would be too horrible and all of Yusuke's lovely preparation gone to waste... Kurama had to last, just long enough not to shame himself. No matter how inexperienced this body was, he was still Kurama, at the heart of it all. He clung to that, even in the midst of almost-overwhelming pleasure. A moment after Yusuke took all of Kurama in a single thrust, Hiei had descended upon both of them. Sensing that Kurama was too close and that their orgasm would be more intense if they both edged a little, Hiei held Yusuke's hips down firmly. Yusuke's body trembled. "I-I'm not going to last..." Yusuke admitted hiding his face in embarrassment. "H-Hiei..." Kurama stuttered, eyes locking on him hazily as Hiei appeared abruptly in his field of vision. Yusuke clenched around him and Kurama gasped, eyes snapping shut again as he resisted the tempting crest of a wave just beyond reach. "Sssssshhhhhh....relax." Hiei's voice was soft, and reminding Yusuke to breathe. Yusuke trembled and clenched around Kurama, but finally relaxed his body. It was enticing, seeing both of them so close. Once Yusuke seemed a bit more relaxed Hiei moved to Kurama, letting go of Yusuke's hips. "Shhhhh...neither one of you is going to last very long...just relax..." Hiei whispered softly. Yusuke wanted to move and arch and buck against the fox, but he remembered the way Hiei's hands dug into his hips. "Kurama...let's just...together...." Yusuke whined. When Yusuke relaxed Kurama's breath whooshed out of him in relief, and he managed to open his eyes again, looking up at them both. Hiei's gaze drew his eyes in, calming him with its familiarity. He managed a self-deprecating smile and let the barriers in his mind fall, eyelids dropping a bit as Kurama chose to share this with him. He almost smirked at Hiei; the look played around his lips but didn't quite appear. Yusuke's voice drew Kurama's attention back and he felt his face warm as he gazed upon him. Yusuke was... so beautiful, like this. His face, his eyes, the elegant curve of his body, even the dirty secret where they were joined. It was so much more than Kurama remembered. He took a slow breath, and assented, nodding as he closed his eyes, so he could focus on making himself last. "Yes." Kurama braced himself, and rolled his hips up against Yusuke's, gasping softly at the feel of those silken walls caressing him so completely. Hiei knew enough about Kurama to know that he would be embarrassed if he were the first to break. Hiei grabbed Yusuke's cock and grinned over to Kurama and then back to Yusuke. Hiei could feel it twitch and jump in his hand. Hiei slow began to stroke Yusuke's length. "Is my grip to your liking?" Yusuke nodded, blushing deeply when he looked down into Hiei's eyes. "I've been told I'm good with my hands." Yusuke let out a loud whimper at the first few strokes. Hiei smirked up at Yusuke. Hiei was enjoying the strain across Yusuke's face. Yusuke's whole body clenched and trembled as Hiei stroked him. As Kurama began to thrust up into him, Yusuke began to lose it. He forced his eyes closed. He was trying to hold back and bit back several loud moans. "I can feel you're close." Hiei's grin grew sadistic and Yusuke let out a loud whine bouncing on Kurama's hips. "All you have to do is let go..." Yusuke couldn't resist Hiei's command. "Look into Kurama's eyes when you come." Yusuke forced his eyes open and the sight of Kurama's face contorted in ecstasy was it. Yusuke keened and arched backwards. His come splattered on Kurama's stomach. Kurama listened attentively, keeping his eyes slivered open enough to watch their interaction. Each thrust up into Yusuke was divinity itself and it took everything he had and every trick he knew just to hold himself back. Hiei's words were fierce and incredibly sexy, his voice seeming to echo. Kurama didn't catch everything, but just knowing Hiei was here and involved meant a great deal to him. Yusuke's moans rumbled deep within Kurama, resounding inside him like ripples. They grew, and grew, and Yusuke was rising and falling over him with such vehemence, Kurama couldn't help but stare at him, to burn the image into his memory. He did his best to meet Yusuke when their hips were flush against each other, trying to bury himself deep, and then deeper, attempting to hit a spot he knew was there. It was harder to control it, from this angle. And Hiei was... magnificent like this. Kurama felt something thrum inside as Yusuke's lust-soaked eyes wandered into his own, and then Yusuke's back bowed as he came. Kurama sobbed a gasp at the increased pressure around him, panting through his mouth like an animal as he heightened his pace. Not yet, just not yet - he tried to find a way to survive Yusuke pulsating around him as Yusuke came and then moved to aftershocks, striving to make it past Yusuke's orgasm - just a bit further, he could do it, he could. Kurama's mouth hung open, soft, pleasured noises escaping with each exhale as he desperately kept his eyes open, looking up at them both, worshipping them, trying to last just another second, every second. Yusuke convulsed through the aftershocks of his orgasm, still slowly rocking back and forth against Kurama's hips. Yusuke had come, but he wasn't done yet. Not until he felt Kurama spill inside of him. He continued to move up and down. He was still new to this and his body was still trembling against Kurama. Each rotation of his hips was punctuated with a soft whine. Hiei had let go of Yusuke in favor of laying along side Kurama. He leaned in and began to kiss and nibble and lick Kurama's earlobe. Hiei was good at this, directing their love making was so much fun. "You've waited so long..." Hiei's whisper was somewhere between a growl and a purr. "I can feel that you're close...look at him riding you..." Hiei bit Kurama's earlobe. "He's clearly so desperate for everything you've got..." Hiei purred into Kurama's ear. "It's time to reward him...just let go...give him what he wants." Yusuke's sounds would drive him mad; those whines alone were breaking apart his resolve. Kurama thrust harder, crying out quietly. Hiei's words wrapped around him and through him, tugging and tightening and Kurama instinctively reached for them both, trying to hold on to something. He ended up with Yusuke's side and Hiei's arm at slightly awkward angles, but Kurama didn't let go. "Hiei." Kurama managed, voice breathless and faint and then he cried out, again, at the attention to his ear, the teasing, Hiei's masterful handling of them both - and then a bite, and a purr. Kurama whined, hips growing more frenzied in their motions as he sought that high, trembling slightly just before it hit him and his entire body heaved against Yusuke's weight atop him. "Yusuke!" The sound that then escaped him as he came was positively disgraceful; a keening moan that slowly dissolved into a whine, then eventually lowered to a visceral groan as his body writhed out the final aftershocks of intense pleasure. His fingers were still white-knuckled, where they gripped Hiei and Yusuke, desperately. Yusuke couldn't move. The orgasm had been intense beyond his wildest dreams. "Holy shit..." Yusuke breathed out. Hiei had pulled Kurama into his arms and softly began to stoke his hair through it all. As Kurama slowly slid out of Yusuke, he leaned forward into their embrace. Hiei draped an arm around him. Yusuke couldn't get over Hiei commanding both of them so beautifully. Kurama was still rather out of it, but he curled into Hiei and murred something quietly, awfully worn out. Well, he could excuse himself for it, just this once. He'd examine what he remembered, later, for future reference. For now, Kurama was happy to simply lie there and have his hair played with, absentmindedly. Yusuke wrapped his arms around Hiei and Kurama. "I think I'm going to need another nap." Yusuke was thankful that he had the day off from work. His ass was a little sore, and he wasn't going to be able to get a dirty talking Hiei out of his head. Hiei continued to stroke his fingers through Kurama's hair. Kurama reached out, sleepily, and gathered them both as close as he could manage. Hiei's motions in his hair were soothing, and if it weren't for that he might've been able to stay awake. As it was, however, Kurama drifted off for a short nap, between one moment and the next. Yusuke sighed softly and decided to settle down for a nap. Between the three of them Hiei was the only one who could manage to be awake. He blinked a few times before deciding to take a nap himself.
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Eventually, Kurama would stir from sleep, later in the morning. He shifted, rubbing at an eye and blinking faintly as he registered where he was. Hm, they were all naked, still. Well, Kurama certainly wasn't going to complain. He shifted a hand to slide down Hiei's side - as he was the most readily available - with a sigh, nuzzling against his sleeping face. Slowly Hiei opened his eyes and looked over at Kurama. He sighed softly and nuzzled the fox back. "Kurama." Hiei mumbled. Kurama grinned at him, slightly teasing as he pressed the tips of their noses together. "You should speak like that more often, you know~ You're rather good at it." Hiei pressed his nose against Kurama's. "Mm...maybe I will." Hiei whispered huskily. Hiei couldn't suppress the smirk that formed on his face. Kurama hummed and leaned to kiss that smirk right off Hiei's face, cupping his cheek tenderly. Hiei melted into the kiss. Yusuke woke up a few moments later. "Hooollllyyyy sssshhhhiiiittt." Yusuke hugged a pillow. "That was intense." Kurama pulled away to look over his shoulder at him, blinking before his expression settled into a warm beam. "Ah, there you are." He rolled over to Yusuke, usurping the pillow's spot and gathering Yusuke into his arms, nuzzling into his face and gifting him with a sweet kiss. Yusuke smiled at Kurama. He could not deny that he was a little bit embarrassed that Hiei had seen the entire thing, but Hiei had been so hot. Yusuke kissed Kurama back. "I did not expect that to be as good as it was..." Kurama laughed into Yusuke's mouth, shifting closer as he let it fade to a chuckle. "I shudder to think how you'll describe future escapades, then. Hm." Amused, Kurama kissed his cheek, smile wide. "So adorable." He cooed. "Oh my god...and Hiei was...holy shit!" Yusuke covered his face and Hiei chuckled darkly. He couldn't imagine Hiei topping anyone until that moment and now that he saw it he wanted it. "Yes." Kurama pulled Yusuke's embarrassed face to his chest, grinning over his shoulder at Hiei. His eyes were twinkling. "I think we'll both have to see more of that~" He purred, just slightly, batting his eyes at Hiei in absolutely terrible good humor. "So....? You liked it too....the way he just like...almost dominated both of us." Yusuke grinned hugging Kurama. "Oh my god. Now I want to see him top you." His eyes were big like dinner plates when he looked from Kurama to Hiei and back again. Hiei chuckled darkly. Kurama shifted happily into that embrace; Yusuke's hugs were always so encompassing. At the comment, he huffed, rolling his eyes heavenward despite a faint blush sneaking onto his cheeks. "Maybe if you're both very good." Kurama said, snobbily. Yusuke sat up. "I'm beat...but you and Hiei should maybe go another round. I want to see Hiei bottom." He said with a grin. Hiei rolled his eyes. "I haven't done that before." Hiei admitted. He wasn't sure if he was comfortable doing that right now. "Hmmm." Kurama sat up as well, only to wrap his arms around Yusuke's chest from behind, nuzzling to his neck. "I'm not done with you, yet." He pouted, clinging slightly. Kurama cast a glance to Hiei, beckoning him over with his eyes. They'd all just felt so good, together; Kurama wasn't ready to let go, so soon. Hiei was not sure where to lay, Yusuke was in his spot. He laid down next to both of them and looked at Yusuke a little jealous. Kurama only pouted more, and withdrew an arm from around Yusuke, to open up that side of his chest and embrace. "Come here, then." Kurama said kindly, eyes warm as he reached for Hiei. Hiei crawled into Kurama's arms. Yusuke laughed. He thought Hiei's jealousy was cute. He shifted to make room for Hiei and wrapped another arm around him. Kurama tugged them closer together, resting his chin partly on Yusuke's shoulder and partly on Hiei's hair, nuzzling into it. He sighed, content. One of his arms was looped over Yusuke's shoulder, Kurama's hand resting on his pectoral lazily. The other arm was wrapped snugly around Hiei's waist. This was the best way Yusuke could think to spend his day off. He watched how Hiei leaned into Kurama's arms. He probably needed to text Keiko about this soon...but it could wait til after lunch. Kurama brushed a kiss into Hiei's hair, pulling the little youkai closer against him as Hiei shifted. This was nice. He wanted to just bask in them both, for a moment. Yusuke began to rest his head on Hiei's shoulder. Hiei was cute, especially like this. "Will you top me later? If Kurama watches?" Yusuke asked ruffling Hiei's hair. "Maybe." Hiei responded cuddling more into Kurama's arms. Yusuke had enjoyed the sensation, so, of course he wanted more. Yusuke grinned. "Have you ever bottomed before? Either of you?" Kurama chuckled softly, nosing lightly into Hiei. His eyes slivered open to observe them both, lazily content. "That's assuming I'll be content to just watch, you know." Kurama hummed in approval as Hiei snuggled up to him, squeezing him affectionately and slipping down to kiss Hiei's cheek. Yusuke's question made him pause, and grow silent in thought as Kurama rifled through his memories, seeking an answer. Hiei raised an eyebrow. "I haven't..." Hiei admitted. "It's been a desire of mine for a while though." Yusuke grinned and looked like he wanted to pounce. Hiei rolled his eyes. The two of them waited for Kurama's answer. Gradually, Kurama came back to the present, blinking when he noticed them both staring at him, waiting expectantly. He sweatdropped, and held Hiei a little closer to his chest. "I... don't believe I have." He said, slowly. Kurama had said something like that to Hiei, before, he thought; something about killing anyone who had tried. He didn't voice that, though. Hiei hadn't expected to hear that. He had thought Kurama would have experienced that at least once. Yusuke grinned. "So I guess I'm more experienced than both of you at that one thing. So you two should do that together so you catch up with me." Yusuke added. Hiei rolled his eyes. "I'll do it when I feel like it." "Mm." Kurama concurred with Hiei's comment, closing his eyes and nuzzling into Hiei's hair. "Perhaps one day." He murmured; something in his chest felt oddly tight, even at just the thought. It was likely nothing, though, so Kurama settled to ignore it. Yusuke was going to keep pushing Hiei on it. "I'd top you if you want." Yusuke said with a grin. "And you could top Kurama." Hiei rolled his eyes. "I already told Kurama he could." Yusuke laughed at the sheer cuteness of Hiei's statement. "Awww...that's so romantic Hiei." Hiei flushed and elbowed Yusuke. Kurama pulled away as they began to bicker. He absently searched for the clothing he'd found, earlier, and sighed. He couldn't go out, in his youko form, wearing something like this. He glanced at Yusuke, expression slightly tentative. "You... ah. You wouldn't have anything that's oversized, would you? I need something to fit my youko form well enough that we can go out in it, to purchase some clothing that will fit. I think these might raise some eyebrows." He lifted up the found cut-off sweatpants and sleeveless top in one hand, looking sheepish. Yusuke looked over at Kurama. "Oh...I can check the closet." Yusuke quickly put his briefs on before he began to rifle through his disorganized closet. Hiei looked a little annoyed at the loss of contact from both Kurama and Yusuke. Kurama didn't notice Hiei's annoyance right away, scooting to sit at the edge of the bed and pulling his boxers back on from where they'd been tossed, earlier. He eyed the clothes still in his hand, hoping there was a preferable alternative. Yusuke dug through the closet and found some black sweatpants that were way too long for him and an oversized black t-shirt. If he were to wear it, it would have been way too long for him. "How about these?" Kurama smiled up at him. "Let's try it." Kurama slipped off the bed and pulled them both on, before closing his eyes; his boxers were the stretchy kind, so they should be fine. Kurama relaxed where he stood, and stepped up to the mirror in his mind, trying to replicate the look from before; no tail and ears. Physically, his form shifted taller, hair growing back out to silver and muscles becoming a touch more defined. Kurama blinked golden eyes open once he'd finished, lifting a hand to his head to check for ears, glancing curiously at Yusuke. "Do they look like they fit? Can you see anything inhuman?" Yusuke grinned at Kurama. "You look cute! Doesn't he Hiei?" Hiei had a slight blush. He did like Youko's ears but Kurama looked attractive this way too. Hiei nodded. Kurama huffed, and stepped forward to mess up Yusuke's hair, with both his hands. His eyes narrowed down at him, playfully. "You need to find a new favorite word." Kurama suggested, then wrapped his arms around Yusuke's neck and pulled him to his chest. The top of Yusuke's head fit neatly under his chin, like this; it was definitely different. Kurama glanced over his shoulder, at Hiei. "No tail that you can see?" It was better to be safe. "No." Hiei said. While Kurama did look more human, he still possessed the ethereal qualities of a kitsune. "Fine. How about beautiful? Gorgeous? Ravishing?" Yusuke suggested with a smile. Kurama was so much taller than him in this form. Hiei looked at Kurama and shook his head. Kurama smiled at Hiei in thanks, then slid a chiding glance back towards Yusuke, palming Yusuke's face to push him slightly away, tone haughty. "Not good enough." Kurama teased. "Keep trying to capture me in a single word, Yusuke; I know you like a challenge." Kurama beamed at him, moving his hand so he could lean down to peck Yusuke's nose. Yusuke stumbled over his words. He looked over at Hiei. Hiei raised an eyebrow. "Ethereal?" Yusuke grinned. That one was a good one. Hiei thought for a moment. "Erudite?" Yusuke had no idea what that word meant. Kurama sweatdropped, then sighed. He palmed Yusuke's face, again, cheeks faintly pink as he rolled his eyes. "Just stop. And you." Kurama lofted a brow behind him, to Hiei, vaguely threatening. "Don't give him any ideas." Kurama shot him a playful wink, that Yusuke couldn't see. Yusuke grinned. "You have to admit...those are good words." Hiei raised an eyebrow and blushed when Kurama winked at him. "So you are going to go clothes shopping today?" Yusuke asked sounding a little disappointed. Kurama looked back at Yusuke, blinking. "Well, yes. I need a suit for the funeral and perhaps a few other things to wander around the city in." Kurama frowned, just a touch, upon noting the disappointment. "What's wrong?" Kurama asked gently, cupping one of Yusuke's cheeks and leaning in to press his lips against the other one. "I have to go to Keiko's this afternoon, and I wanted to fool around more." Yusuke said with a pout. This was truly ridiculous. Hiei rolled his eyes. "If Kurama wants to go alone, I'll entertain you while he's gone." "Why don't we all go out, together?" Kurama asked, blinking as he pulled back from Yusuke. A smile started to draw over his face. He looked over his shoulder at Hiei, beginning to look rather excited, at the idea. "What do you think?" Yusuke hadn't really wanted to go out during his day off, but Kurama looked so happy, that he nodded in agreement. "Let's do it, then!" Hiei snorted in acknowledgement. Kurama beamed at them both, and hugged Yusuke to his chest. "Excellent!" He crowed, then got a glint of mischief in his eye and picked Yusuke up around the waist, to spin him around. Kurama was smirking slightly at him during, eyes twinkling. Now he was the more muscular one. This was fun~ Yusuke looked at the two of them, and giggled when he was spun. "Maybe we should bathe before we go?" Yusuke said somewhat suggestively. Hiei rolled his eyes. He was feeling a little bit sticky. "Alone." Hiei insisted. Yusuke looked sad for a moment and pouted at Hiei. "If we all bathe together we'll never leave this apartment." Yusuke acquiesced and headed for the bathroom. Satisfied at the response, Kurama kissed Yusuke's forehead as he set him down, still smirking a bit. Kurama let him go so he could shower, and sat back on the bed; one leg off the edge, foot on the floor, and the other on its side on the mattress, bent at the knee. Once Yusuke was gone, Kurama eyed Hiei briefly before abruptly reaching a long arm out and yanking him into his lap. He leaned to nuzzle Hiei's hair, looping an arm around his waist. "You're so small to me like this." Kurama murmured affectionately, pressing a kiss against Hiei's temple. Hiei raised an eyebrow at Kurama's statement when he was pulled into his arms. "You're the one who got taller." Hiei gave Kurama an insistent look. Hiei squirmed a bit under Kurama's gaze. He was still excited from earlier. Kurama chuckled. "I did." Kurama blinked, noticing Hiei was excited, and smiled warmly down at him. "You liked helping us that much, hm?" He noted kindly, and pulled Hiei close to his chest. "Want me to relieve you? You did such a good job, sweet." Hiei blushed at Kurama's statement. "We can wait until later." Hiei admitted. "Yusuke won't be home later and it would be a shame if neither of us had energy." "All right." Kurama settled for cuddling him close, in that case, completely wrapping Hiei up in his lanky arms, hands not wandering below his waist. They could save their fun for later. Plus, once Yusuke left Hiei would have Kurama all to himself. Hiei melted into Kurama's embrace. Kurama let himself tip over onto his side, on the bed, so he could curl his knees up, spooning Hiei and completely surrounding him with his long limbs. He sighed, content, and held him close as they waited for Yusuke to finish in the bathroom. It didn't take long for Yusuke to finish his shower. When he returned and saw the two of them cuddled up he smiled. "So, what about that shower Hiei?" Hiei did not want to extract himself from Kurama's warm embrace. He grumbled. Kurama beamed up at Yusuke, and sat up. He looked down at Hiei, still attached to him, and grinned a bit. Withdrawing his arms from around Hiei, Kurama scooped him up under his armpits as he stood, beaming again. Their faces were at eye level, Hiei's feet dangling somewhere around Kurama's waist. "Time to go~" Kurama announced, cheerfully. He tossed Hiei - still butt-naked - over his shoulder, one hand on his rear to keep him from falling, and headed for the bathroom, carefully ducking as he passed the doorframe. Yusuke looked on in amusement as Kurama grabbed a naked Hiei and carted him off. Hiei squirmed but resistance was futile. Their height difference made Hiei much easier for Kurama to carry. Yusuke grinned at Hiei and waved. Kurama made short work of placing Hiei very gently in the bathroom, kissing his cheek and pulling back with a bright smile. He peeled off his borrowed clothes, pulled his hair up off his neck with a cactus spike from his seed stash, and showered quickly. Some hours later, they were wandering around downtown with bags full of clothes and a nice suit; Kurama didn't make anyone else carry them, naturally. He drew some looks, being tall and with silver hair, but mostly everyone was so desensitized to seeing people in strange getups that that tapered off rather soon. Kurama paused when they came to the square and the large TV above it, eyes narrowing as a picture of his redheaded self and Shiori popped up on the screen. They'd definitely made the news. The anchors were announcing his human self's untimely death, how tragic it was someone so promising had died, and so forth. Kurama smirked slightly as they reported they had had to use his dental records to identify him, and cast a smug look at Hiei. He sobered when they iterated that the viewing would be held tomorrow; naturally, at the Minamino residence. It was good they had done this today, then. Tomorrow must be auspicious, for the Hatanakas to have rushed it like this. Yusuke had insisted that Hiei buy some new clothes too, and even paid for them. Hiei had gotten distracted for a moment by a movie poster that had a black dragon on it and then got distracted by a taiyaki stand. Hiei never had that before, so Yusuke bought him one. When Yusuke finally dragged him over to where Kurama was, he paused and watched the news. He knew Hiei had done a lot of the heavy lifting in that scheme. "Jeez! Our little arsonist." He ruffled Hiei's hair and held Kurama's hand to reassure him. Kurama came back to himself when Yusuke's hand slipped into his, looking away from the screen high overhead to smile at him, warmly. He squeezed Yusuke's fingers. "Don't forget who switched the records." Kurama's golden eyes glinted; he was not-so-subtly seeking praise. Yusuke grinned and kissed Kurama's cheek. Hiei looked at both of them rolling his eyes as he took another bite of his taiyaki. "This is good." Hiei commented. "I'm glad." Kurama smiled down at Hiei, and they headed home. The next morning dawned grey and dull; Kurama got up early and carefully did himself up in the navy blue suit he'd bought. The viewing was scheduled soon. He took a moment to stare at himself in the mirror. They'd invited everyone else, of course; Botan, Shizuru, Keiko, Kuwabara, Yukina, Genkai, Atsuko - everyone. Kurama trusted they wouldn't give anything away, and they had known Shiori, too. Minamino Shuichi was also a loss for them, so Kurama wouldn't begrudge them that grief. He wasn't looking forward to seeing all his former classmates crying over him, though. He sighed, and turned, gazing briefly towards the bedroom where Yusuke and Hiei still slept. Kurama hadn't been able to relax, last night, and had woken too early, retreating to the couch. Now it was late enough that he could go, but he wasn't sure if Yusuke and Hiei wanted to sit through this. It was just a viewing; Kurama wouldn't attend the actual funeral. They didn't need to be there, but... Hiei was ready in a flash, he wore the suit and tie that Yusuke insisted he wear for Yukina's wedding. There was no way he wouldn't be there to support Kurama. Hiei curled up in Kurama's arms cuddling close to him. Trying to give his mate the best comfort he could. A few minutes later Yusuke stumbled outta bed when the alarm went off. "GOTTA GET READY! GAAAHHHH!" Yusuke ran out into the living room and stopped. Hiei and Kurama looked so cute together. Kurama had Hiei on the couch, sideways in his lap, holding onto him tightly. When Yusuke burst out of the bedroom, he looked up, eyes slightly damp, and then sweatdropped at Yusuke's rush. "Don't you have work?" Kurama asked, curious. "I do!" Yusuke responded. "I took a later shift so I could walk both of you!" Yusuke declared proudly. Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama's neck holding him in an embrace. "I can't be there for a lot of the stuff...but I at least want to help support you a little." Kurama looked startled, then his expression crumpled in surprise; he was touched. He turned to bury his face in Hiei's hair, overcome. "Yes." Kurama managed after a moment, voice slightly watery. He took a slow breath, closing his eyes. Yusuke didn't want to delay them too long so he quickly ran to shower and trusted Hiei to take care of Kurama while he was gone. Kurama mastered himself in the time Yusuke was gone, and they left together, striding down the street. The funeral was packed, the house almost overflowing. Kurama steeled himself for the scent of blood, but it seemed they'd finally cleaned up most of it. He slowly ascended the stairs to Shiori's bedroom amidst the line of other people, and knelt before the corpse they'd recovered. It was hidden behind the altar in a coffin. He bowed to it, as well as the two separate pictures of Shiori and his redheaded self set atop the altar, then turned to the grief-stricken, hollowed-out faces of Hatanaka and little Shuichi, and bowed again. As he straightened to face them, Kurama gave away no emotion, but was utterly respectful. "I'm sorry for your losses." Kurama said, softly reverent and kind in his final words to them. Hiei stuck by Kurama's side for the duration of the funeral. He felt so guilty and wished that there was more he could do. He apologized to them for their loss and quietly stuck by Kurama. As they headed back to Yusuke's apartment, afterwards, Kurama felt Shiori's loss more keenly than he had, before. He had taken up a slow pace, and Hiei had been a solid, silently comforting presence at his hip throughout the whole ordeal. It was as though she was truly gone to him; Kurama could finally bring himself to accept it. It stirred something in his heart, making him exceedingly uncomfortable. His eyes drifted far away from the present, lost in memories and grief. Hiei understood that Kurama probably needed time and space to be alone and think. He tried to give him his space. When they got home Yusuke had left some inarizushi for them. Hiei offered it to Kurama trying to cheer him up. Kurama loosened the new tie he'd bought and cast Hiei a sad smile. He didn't take the time to change out of his suit, but scooped Hiei into his arms, so Hiei could sit on his forearm as Kurama held him against his chest. He plucked the inarizushi out of Hiei's outstretched fingers, popped it in his mouth, and walked them over to the couch. Kurama was a bit long to lie down on it, in this form, so he just sat, dragging Hiei up against him, more, so he could bury his face in Hiei's chest. Hiei snuggled into Kurama's embrace and softly ran his fingers through the kitsune's long hair. Hiei would do whatever Kurama needed. It was strange seeing a human version of Youko, but Hiei wanted to take care of him as much as he could. He offered Kurama another piece of inarizushi. Kurama sighed against Hiei, ignoring this second offered inarizushi. He really wasn't very hungry. He clung to Hiei, taking comfort in the contact and sweet pettings. Hiei set the plate down on the table and cuddled Kurama even closer. He melted into the fox's embrace. He used his other hand to slowly rub circles down Kurama's back. Their height difference was so apparent in this form. Kurama didn't move, not budging even when Yusuke came home. He felt so horrible. At least Hiei was there; he made it a little more bearable. Yusuke smiled at Hiei, it was nice to see the little youkai be so caring. Yusuke sat down next to them. He frowned when he saw Kurama didn't eat all of the Inarizushi. "You should finish that. It's good for you." Yusuke smiled. "I'm not hungry." Kurama said softly. He reached a long arm out to bring Yusuke close. Yusuke cuddled up with Kurama. "Are you tired?" Yusuke asked watching the way Hiei ran his fingers through Kurama's hair. "Mm." Kurama tipped over to lean his head sideways on Yusuke's shoulder, sighing. "I just don't feel very well." He admitted, then moving to bury his face into Yusuke's neck, inhaling deeply of the comforting smell, there. "You can put something on, if you like." Kurama offered quietly, leaning forward slightly to press as close as he could to Hiei, as well. "Why don't we all lay down?" Yusuke suggested. Yusuke couldn't help but notice that Hiei was starting to look tired too. "Resting will probably do both of you some good." Yusuke reached up and began to softly rub Hiei's back. He was proud of how dedicated the youkai was being. "I won't fit if I lie down here." Kurama explained, muffled against Yusuke's throat. He pulled Hiei closer to his chest, hugging him almost desperately even as Yusuke rubbed Hiei's back. "No, I mean laying down in bed." Yusuke suggested. "You look exhausted, Kurama." Yusuke reached over to stroke the areas of Kurama's back that Hiei couldn't reach. Kurama sighed. "I don't want to move." He curled slightly against Yusuke, trying to make himself as small as possible. Hiei was clutched to his chest, Kurama's lanky limbs completely enveloping him, with their size difference. "How about I carry you?" Yusuke offered. The two of them did look exhausted. "All right." Kurama agreed, softly. He closed his eyes and his energy swirled around him; he shrank into his redheaded form, so it'd be easier for Yusuke to manage. Hiei was still clutched to his chest, but Kurama didn't dwarf him as much, now. The suit he was in, from the funeral, was abruptly baggy around him, as it had been bought to fit his youko form. Yusuke carried Hiei and Kurama back to the bedroom. He slowly set them down on the bed. He pulled the covers up to tuck them in. Kurama shifted slightly, so Hiei was in the center of the bed, and so Yusuke could settle on Hiei's other side. He blinked his eyes open, slowly, to stare at Yusuke over Hiei's head and across from him, once Yusuke lay down. Hiei nuzzled into Kurama's chest before turning around so Kurama could spoon him. Yusuke settled into bed with them and smiled over at Kurama. Kurama's eyes softened, hesitantly, just a bit. Then they warmed, and he beamed at Yusuke, leaning to press their foreheads together, moving a hand from around Hiei so he could grasp Yusuke's upper arm. His eyes closed, quietly. "I think I might love the both of you." Kurama admitted, voice hushed and almost shy. His cheeks had pinked. Hiei looked incredulous. Yusuke beamed back at Kurama. Hiei felt joy well up in his chest he rolled around in Kurama's arms and leaned forward to kiss Kurama. Yusuke smiled and pulled both of them into his arms. After Hiei had kissed Kurama he nuzzled the fox a little and Yusuke kissed Kurama. Kurama went redder as Hiei flipped in his arms. He gave a breathless laugh, almost a sob, against Hiei's mouth, too overcome by the reaction to kiss him back. And then Yusuke was pulling them both in, and Yusuke was kissing him now and a tear slipped down Kurama's cheek as he curled close to them both, holding tight. Yusuke grinned at Kurama's expression. Hiei was cuddled close between them. Yusuke rubbed Kurama's back. He knew this was a big step. Hiei hid his face for a moment and then flushed as he handed Kurama a pinkish red hiruseki. He couldn't form the words to respond, so he hoped this was good enough. Kurama's eyes widened, at the stone. He immediately palmed it, safe in his hand so it wouldn't be lost, and smushed Hiei against his chest, arms shaking slightly as he was overcome by the profound gesture. Kurama ducked his head over Hiei's, half-trying to hide himself under Yusuke's chin, almost. "Let's sleep." Kurama managed, sounding a little wrecked with emotion. Hiei and Yusuke both nodded in agreement. Hiei turned over so Kurama was spooning him and Yusuke drew them both into his arms. It didn't take long for them to fall asleep.
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Sometime in the middle of the night, Kurama winced. There was a sharp pain vibrating throughout his body and he drew back into himself, clutching the pink hiruiseki in his hand tightly. He'd scooted more towards the edge of the bed, and opened his eyes hazily. Sitting up, he looked around, noticing Hiei and Yusuke for a moment before a wave of pain crashed over him again and his breathing hitched, as he tried not to make a sound. The openness of the room was making him uneasy. Kurama carefully climbed off the bed, and wandered out into the dark apartment, hiruiseki still gripped securely in his right hand. He stumbled in the oversized suit he was wearing, and quickly shed it. Nothing seemed right, but - ah. The closet in the guest room was a good spot.
Kurama set to work digging out everything in there until it was utterly barren, the contents of the closet sprawled messily over the floor in there. A large sweater of Yusuke's that had been stored in the closet had a nice feel to it, and he pulled it on, leaving his legs bare; the sweater fell past his hips. Kurama grabbed the comforter and pillows off the bed in the guest room. He stuffed the pillows onto the floor of the small closet, the comforter lying over them. There were two sliding doors, and it was just big enough for him to curl up in there, comfortable but cozy. Kurama tucked himself into the makeshift den, and when he closed the sliding doors, enveloping himself in darkness, the pain didn't seem as bad. He clutched the hiruiseki to his chest as another wave of agony rolled over him, making him emit a small noise of discomfort, and was able to drift back to sleep, settled like this - somehow. When Yusuke woke up he was surprised to find Hiei curled up in his arms. Kurama was nowhere to be found. At first he was worried but he was comforted by the presence of Kurama's ki in the next room. He must not have felt too good. He got out of bed and walked outside. It looked like there were clothes strewn about the guest room. Maybe he was just reorganizing. Kurama had grieved a lot the other day. Yusuke didn't have time to wonder too much, he had to get to work. When he finished showering it looked like the mess had gotten even worse. There was no time to clean he needed to run.
The slamming of the front door woke Hiei up. He was still wearing his suit. That was not comfortable. He slowly pulled it off and pulled on Kurama's oversized yellow sweater and walked out into the living room. There was a combination of their clothes strewn about everywhere. "Kurama...?" Hiei asked softly. It looked like the fox was nesting...but it definitely wasn't spring time and to Hiei's knowledge kitsunes didn't have cycles like that. Kurama paused, coming out of the guest room. His red hair was streaked with silver, almost like highlights. "Oh, Hiei..." His green gaze was a little blurred from pain, but he still managed a smile, going over to give Hiei a distracted hug. There were a few baubles draped around his neck; little, pretty things he'd found in Yusuke's dresser. The pink hiruiseki was looped through a cord he'd tied off, securely hanging off his neck. There was a rubber band around his right wrist; it was purple. He still wore the pink sweater he'd found in Yusuke's closet; it might have been Keiko's, long ago, and it was cashmere and felt good against his skin. It fell to Kurama's mid-thighs, so it must've been quite big, or even a sweater-dress, on Keiko. Absently, Kurama wandered away from Hiei and returned to the guest room. There were a few interesting things arranged neatly on the sheet of the bed, the closet door open and revealing a few more personal items he'd hoarded in there. The floor was bare, as he'd pushed all the mess from the closet out into the hallway, not seeming to notice the mess it was making. It took Hiei a moment to take in Kurama. He looked almost bizarre with all these trinkets on, but still very cute. It was odd to see him like this. Was he nesting? Maybe this was part of the grieving process for kitsunes. It didn't seem too odd. Kurama's hug seemed a little absent. "Kurama..." Hiei looked at him curiously. When Kurama walked back into the guest room Hiei went to follow but remembered how protective kitsune were about their dwellings. "May I come in?" He asked hesitant to disturb Kurama's nest. Kurama glanced up from where he was kneeling in front of the closet, to rearrange things in there, eyes sharpening as he noticed Hiei standing at the door. There was a beat, and then he blinked, and the look faded. Kurama smiled tiredly, his gaze still slightly wary but tentatively trusting. "Of course... Don't touch anything?" He murmured, watching Hiei carefully if he would move to enter. Hiei knew that Kurama would be protective of his den and didn't touch anything. He looked around. There was quite a collection of odd trinkets that Kurama found to comfort him. He watched trying to take everything in. There were a few of his and Yusuke's things mixed in. His red sweater most notably. Hiei could tell that Kurama was clearly stressed out. "Do you need me to help you move anything?" He asked politely staying in the center of the room. He wanted to make it clear that he wouldn't move any of the kitsune's possessions. Kurama was still eying him, not having moved. His expression slowly relaxed, sweetening, and he moved to pull Hiei down to the floor, dotting a kiss on his mouth. "Just sit here." He beamed, but had to repeat - "Don't touch anything. I need to - " Kurama didn't finish his thought, just wandered out of the room. There was the sound of rustling, in the other bedroom's closet, and noises like Kurama was pulling things out of there, as well, to look for anything that caught his eye. Hiei didn't touch anything, he just stayed put in the middle of the floor. He looked around at the trinkets Kurama had collected. Most of it looked like pretty junk and things that reminded him of home. He slowly blinked a few times. Some of these things were women's thing--and things that belonged to Keiko. Keiko and Shiori had similar style senses. Shiori wore pink a lot. Was Kurama looking for things that reminded him of Shiori? Kurama meandered back in to the guest room, setting his newest treasures on the sheet on the bed, lining them up in neat rows for better viewing; some buttons, an old zipper, a belt buckle. His breath caught suddenly as another wave of intense pain washed over him and he slid to his knees on the floor, head bowed forward against the mattress. Kurama's eyes were clenched shut as he panted, trying to deal with the agony. After maybe ten seconds, it passed, and he crawled quickly on his hands and knees over the floor, making a beeline for the closet and the open door there, wanting to curl up and sleep to recover his energy. Hiei observed Kurama's behavior cautiously. He was in Kurama's den and Kurama obviously didn't want him to touch his stuff. "Kurama...would you like me to get you anything?" Hiei offered still not moving from his spot. If he could help Kurama deal with this grief the fox may begin to feel better. He knew Kurama was strong and that the fox would be back to normal soon enough. Safely in the closet, Kurama almost shut the door on him. He hazily blinked at Hiei, seeming to barely register him. "Mm. No..." Kurama managed, and then slid the closet door back open. He reached out for Hiei, still sitting on the floor, and dragged him back into the closet, setting Hiei against the wall. Kurama closed the closet door again and turned to nuzzle into Hiei's face, wrapping his arms around him, fingers wandering over his hair as he curled against Hiei. "Need to make 't pretty..." Kurama mumbled, and then he was out; fast asleep in a second. When Yusuke got home his apartment was a mess. His and Hiei's clothes were strewn about everywhere. All of the drawers looked like they were rifled through. It looked like someone had broke in at first. He wandered through the apartment and it reminded him of when he had lived with Atsuko. He had moved out specifically to avoid her garbage and mess. He marched into the guest room furious. Kurama had the weirdest junk arranged everywhere. Yusuke looked over and spotted Kurama curled up in the closet. He was wearing Keiko's sweater dress and his hair had bright silver streaks. He was laying on Hiei's lap. Hiei was wearing the bright yellow sweater and his own hiruseki necklace. He had one of Keiko's decorative combs in his hair. Hiei shot him a glare and started to speak. Before Hiei could say anything Yusuke exploded. "What is all this mess!? There are clothes everywhere!" Kurama immediately jumped up from Hiei's lap into a crouch, looking tensed to pounce when Yusuke entered the room, ki flaring and eyes glowing red. Two fox ears poked out of his hair, a tail swishing behind him that hadn't been there a moment before. Kurama bristled visibly, growling at Yusuke and showing his teeth, subconsciously keeping Hiei behind him. "Get out." The sudden show of force startled Yusuke. "What the fuck is all of this!?" Hiei tried to talk to Yusuke. "Calm down, mazoku..." Hiei warned. Kurama bristled more, slowly rising. He started to advance on Yusuke, eyes still red. "Get OUT." Kurama screamed, releasing a wave of ki meant to blow Yusuke clear out of the room. Yusuke looked at Hiei's eyes. They were pleading with Yusuke to stop. "Jeez! What the hell is wrong with you two!?" Yusuke stormed out, knocking a few things over in the process. "And why are you wearing Keiko's things!?" Kurama snarled after him, immediately going to right the things Yusuke'd knocked over, watching the door from the corner of his eye in case the threat returned. Hiei watched Kurama rearrange everything and heard the sound of Yusuke trying to organize the mess. "Are you sure, you don't want me to help you?" Hiei asked again. Kurama didn't hear him, too obsessed with setting things just right once again. Something strummed through him and he stiffened, then collapsed on the floor with a thud. The ears and tail had disappeared, although his hair was still streaked with silver. He wasn't unconscious, but his eyes were closed as he groaned softly in pain, arms curling around his stomach as he tried to endure it. It had been happening all day; the episodes were only getting worse, and longer. Hiei noticed that Kurama was in pain. Was this normal? Hiei crawled out of the closet and tried to comfort Kurama by stroking his hair, particularly behind his ears. Yusuke walked by. Hiei called out to him. "Yusuke, I'm unsure about kitsunes and grief...?" Hiei couldn't remember. Kurama whimpered softly, trying to lean into that hand in his hair but he didn't want to move. His entire body ached. When he blinked open his eyes, one was gold and the other green, his gaze hazy. He saw Yusuke walk by and stiffened, attempting a pathetic growl even though he was currently in no position to follow through with the threat. Yusuke knelt by Hiei. "I'm not sure either...maybe Botan knows...?" Yusuke shrugged unsure of really where to go from there. "Oh...I found these while I was cleaning..." Yusuke offered both of the hirusekis to Hiei. Hiei knew better than to accept them when Kurama was like this. "Hey, isn't that our stuff?" Yusuke said pointing to a few items Kurama had collected. Kurama's eyes flared, bristling as Yusuke stepped into the room. He tried to push himself up to defend his den, and stilled when he saw the two gray hiruiseki. Kurama's entire world narrowed into them; he had to have them. Quick as a shot, he darted a hand out to steal them from Yusuke's palm. Yusuke held the hiruisekis away from Kurama, and pushed him back. "No. These are Hiei's." Hiei stepped between the two of them. "Yusuke! Just let Kurama have them!" Kurama's face fell, like the most precious thing in the world had just been snatched out of his reach. Tears welled in his mismatched eyes. Then he snarled, ki spiking again as he hooked an arm around Hiei's chest from behind and kicked Yusuke away from them and out into the hall. He didn't go of Hiei, and slammed the guest room door shut from his place on the floor. Kurama pressed a hand to the wood, and vines crept out of his hair; guardian plants, the same ones at his den in Makai. They wound over and around the door, locking it tightly closed, poking under the bottom edge like a threatening green python lying in wait. Yusuke watched the tears well up in Kurama's eyes. He hadn't meant to cause such distress in the kitsune. Hiei felt his anxiety levels rising. When he was pulled back he accidentally knocked a few things over. He tried to reach to put them back. "It's ok...it's ok..." Hiei tried to relax the kitsune as much as possible. Kurama held Hiei tightly to his chest, breathing hard into the back of Hiei's neck. His eyes were squeezed shut, and he hadn't seen Hiei knock anything over, being too focused on Yusuke. His tight grip prevented Hiei from succeeding in putting them back, as well. Kurama whimpered, dragging his other arm around Hiei's chest. He felt the loss of the hiruiseki keenly, like an injury, and whined, pressing his face into Hiei's nape, seeking comfort. A few tears slipped down over his cheeks and onto Hiei's shoulders. Hiei felt obscenely guilty. He needed to find some way to cheer up the fox. Kurama seemed to like the hiruiseki stones. Hiei curled inward a little. He really didn't like to do this but for Kurama he would. Closing his eyes he softly recalled how he had felt rejected a few evenings ago, and how it reminded him of his childhood. He didn't open the Jagan, that would be too painful. He held out Kurama's palm and let a tear fall into it. It hardened immediately into another hiruiseki. Kurama's eyes widened, and he stilled. His heart crashed back into his chest, and he started shaking. He let go, dropping the stone and flipping Hiei around to look at him, incredibly distraught. "What's wrong. Why did you do that." Had Kurama hurt him? He cupped Hiei's face. "Why are you crying?!" Kurama whispered harshly, guilt filling him. "When Yusuke wouldn't let you have the other stones...you became distraught." Hiei said calmly reaching out to wipe tears from Kurama's face. "You started crying...I wanted to comfort you...so I created another you could have." "D-Don't do that!" Kurama sobbed, wrapping his arms around Hiei's shoulders and pulling him close. "I don't know what's wrong with me right now, but nothing is worth more than your happiness, to me, Hiei." Kurama sniffled, clutching at him as he cried into Hiei's chest. "Don't... don't make yourself cry just so I have something pretty!" Hiei had been surprised by Kurama's sudden reaction. He wrapped his arms around the kitsune. "If you feel that way, I won't." Hiei promised softly running his fingers through Kurama's hair. "Shhh....I'll find other things for you." He held the kitsune close. "Sometimes I can't talk." Kurama started speaking, quickly, feeling a little calmer at the assurance Hiei wouldn't do that, again. "I don't know what it is. I'm always in pain, Hiei; it woke me up halfway through the night, last night. When it spikes, it's worse." His eyes started to dull, being pulled back towards his previous mindset. Kurama shook his head, trying to clear it, but it just wouldn't work. "Do kitsunes have a cycle?" Hiei asked trying to keep himself level and calm. There was a lot that could be wrong. "Could this all be related to grief?" They had been at Shiori's funeral yesterday. Could Kurama's ki be fluctuating as a result of that? Hiei watched Kurama and listened to the best of his ability. Kurama didn't hear Hiei's questions, it was already too hard to concentrate. Urgently, he pulled back to look at Hiei, seeming frightened. His hair shifted to silver, his eyes going solid green. "I don't know what this is. I can't think..." Kurama trailed off, eyes fogging more. They switched to gold, right before Hiei's eyes, and Kurama's hair flickered to red with streaks of silver, again; the streaks were in different places, than before. "Pretty, interesting things - " He mumbled, head tipping back as he passed out. Hiei wasn't sure what it could be. Kurama wasn't behaving like himself. He was describing physical pain. What could set that off? Hiei had definitely observed his ki going wild and saw the fluctuations in his changes from human to kitsune. When Kurama passed out, Hiei held him and slowly rubbed his upper arm. Kurama curled into Hiei, whimpering softly. Gradually, as he relaxed, the guardian plants at the door seeped away, crawling back into his hair. While Kurama slept, Hiei ran his fingers through the kitsune's hair. Hiei could hear Yusuke outside furiously cleaning the mess. There was no doubt that he'd stashed the hiruiseki stones by now. Hiei would have to find Kurama other shiny rocks and pretty things. It seemed like collecting things was helping him cope with some discomfort. He was concerned about the pain. Hopefully Yusuke was researching it. When Kurama would wake after about an hour, both his eyes were a mix of gold-green and his hair was more silver with red streaks throughout. His expression was hazy again. Kurama slowly shifted away from Hiei, going to right the items that'd been knocked over when he'd kicked Yusuke out. He seemed to pause, hearing the noise outside and casting an uncertain glance back at Hiei. Kurama half-wanted to open the door to seek out more things to add to his den, but was wary of the established threat outside. Looking at Hiei, his vision unfocused again and he moved over to grab a few buttons off the bed, then over to Hiei, squinting slightly as he started to stick them in Hiei's hair, very carefully and precisely, at seemingly random spots. Hiei looked up at Kurama. For some reason Kurama was...decorating him. Hiei didn't want to admit it, but he was finding Kurama's actions a little endearing. Hiei's hair was filled with random buttons. He could hear Yusuke on the phone cursing and could smell the soap that Yusuke was using to clean everything. Apparently Kurama had even searched the garbage for trinkets. Kurama's hand stilled as another wave of pain thrummed through him, a small noise escaping him as he curled up into a ball on the floor just in front of Hiei. His insides felt like they were ripping themselves apart, and he panted softly to try to deal with the intense discomfort, eyes clenched shut under his two-tone bangs. When Kurama curled into a ball, Hiei wrapped his arms around him and slowly stroked his back. Hopefully Yusuke was figuring out what to do. All he could really do was try to distract the kitsune. It took about a minute for the pain to pass, this time. Kurama dove for the closet as soon as he was able, circling around on the pillows in there frenziedly before settling. He blinked dulled eyes over at Hiei, and then reached out his hands for him, fingers curling slightly as though he wanted to grab him, but Hiei was too far too reach without Kurama leaving his comfortable little pocket of soft darkness and warmth. Hiei moved until he was in reach for the fox and let Kurama pull him into an embrace.
Outside a thought occurred to Yusuke. What if Kurama was being so weird because he was in heat? Maybe someone just needed to have sex with the kitsune. Yusuke ran up to the door. "If you're in heat Kurama, you could just, like, tell us!?" Yusuke tried to push the door open. Kurama tensed, panicking. He held Hiei close and slammed the closet door shut, clutching Hiei protectively. His ears had popped out, again, flattening. He was too weak from the recent bout of pain to fight off the threat, this time. Kurama's heart ached for his collection outside the closet door, but what was in here was the most important, and he wouldn't sacrifice any of it. He started to bristle, ready to fling himself at Yusuke in frenzied defense of his den, if the closet door should suddenly open. His fingers dug into Hiei; Kurama was obviously, incredibly stressed. Yusuke had managed to get in the door, and was stomping around. Hiei could sense Kurama's stress immediately. Yusuke almost shouted. "Hiei, I think he's in heat. Someone needs to...help him..." Hiei rolled his eyes. "Don't be ridiculous Yusuke." Yusuke came closer to the closet. Hiei could tell that the mess was stressing Yusuke out. "Stop it, you dipshit!" Hiei yelled at the mazoku. Kurama flinched a bit, at Hiei's sudden yelling, but still clung to him, not letting go. Yusuke crossed his arms. The mess was really making Yusuke nervous. "Yusuke. Listen to me. You need to set up a kekkai around this apartment and call Genkai...I'm going to go find him some more..." Hiei pondered the word. "...treasures." Yusuke sounded surprised. "Hiei?" Hiei growled. "Whatever you do, don't touch anything in here." Yusuke nodded in acknowledgement. "Mmhm." Yusuke walked out of the room and shut the door behind him. Kurama's eyes were wary on Yusuke's shadow on the floor, but he blinked when Yusuke left, without attacking him. He turned to stare at Hiei. Then, his expression brightened and he tackled Hiei to the other side of the closet, hugging him around his neck and dotting happy kisses all over his face. Hiei had chased the threat away! Kurama was so grateful. Hiei let Kurama tackle him to the ground and smiled up at him. He wrapped his arms around the kitsune and ran his fingers through his hair. "Shhhhh...." He tried to make soft noises to soothe the kitsune. "Mm." Kurama kissed him, lying completely over him, covering Hiei's body with his own. Then he fell asleep without warning, mouth sliding off Hiei's lips, his face naturally burying itself in Hiei's neck. Hiei slowly slid out from under Kurama and made sure the fox was comfortable before he left Kurama's makeshift den and snuck out of the guest room. Yusuke had finished setting up the kekkai and was cleaning up a storm. He had done so much laundry and mopped. Yusuke was holding the phone in his hand when Hiei made eye contact with him.
"Hiei?" Yusuke looked frazzled. Hiei needed to make this excursion fast. "I have to go retrieve something." Yusuke raised an eyebrow. "You sure made that sound cryptic..." Hiei rolled his eyes, and snorted. "Have you called Genkai yet?" "Calling her right now short stuff." Yusuke teased. "Good." Hiei disappeared. Yusuke was amazed the youkai used the front door. "Uhhhh...Genkai....can you come over? Kurama is being really weird right now." "Weird how." Genkai asked, flatly, on the phone. "Describe it, idiot. I'm not dropping everything and rushing over there to stitch everything back together because you can't handle your threesome. I'm an old lady; I don't have the time or energy for such things anymore. This better not be sex advice you're asking for." She needled him, utterly blunt. "If it is, I'm hanging up." "Threesome!? Who even told you-Never mind." Yusuke was going to positively kill Botan. "Kurama is acting really feral and he's hoarding things! I came home and he was wearing Keiko's clothes, and weird makeshift jewelry. He grabbed Hiei and keeps sleeping in a closet and decorating him. It's friggin weird." Yusuke rolled his eyes. "Hiei already told me Kurama isn't in heat, you old hag!" "Of course he isn't." Genkai sounded annoyed. "Why would you think that? Did something happen to Shiori." She snapped. "Is she in the hospital again?" Genkai hadn't heard that part; Botan and Keiko had been too excited to tell her about the others' relationship to mention it. "Wait...they told you about my relationship shit...but you don't know about Shiori?" Yusuke was now even more annoyed. "She was murdered Genkai..." The heaviness of the news weighed on him. "Hiei said Kurama was in physical pain...is this all grief?" Genkai was silent, for a moment. "My condolences to Kurama." She said, gruffly, then sighed. "You could call it grief, in a way, but it's just a part of the kitsune life cycle. Kurama hasn't gone through it yet, since becoming human, and I doubt he'd remember the first time. With the mother gone, his youko instincts are recognizing that it's time for him to become an adult." "I'll tell him when he's normal." Yusuke sighed. "Sooo....how do we help him?" Yusuke asked. "I think I pissed him off by trying to clean...and is it possible his mood is affecting Hiei?" Genkai grunted, in response. "Just leave him be. Don't enter the space he's decided is his 'den' without permission, as he'll feel threatened. You can expect him to be in a lot of pain; he might even stop talking. Kurama won't eat until it's over, I'd expect; kitsune tend to fast through periods of agony. It'll get worse." She warned. "He'll start sleeping more, to deal with the more excruciating pain episodes. Just be there for him and don't move the things around in his den. If he's started collecting things, it's likely to distract himself and amass a hoard for his own den. It's a train of thought related to leaving his mother's den." She explained. "He'd probably appreciate more trinkets, similar to the ones he's already collected, but he'll be picky about what he'll accept. You've put up a kekkai? Once he's run out of stuff to go through in your apartment, he'll try to venture out in search of more. I don't think I need to tell you that's a bad idea, in his state. You'll have to send excuses into his work, to explain his absence." "Do you watch the news at all, grandma?" Yusuke sighed. "He got Hiei to help him fake his own death..." Yusuke scratched his head. "Yeah, Hiei made me put up a kekkai....shouldn't we just bring him back to his own den in Makai?" "Most human news isn't worth watching." She huffed at him. "But at least that makes this easier." Genkai remembered something, but addressed Yusuke's question first. "No. Now that it's started and he's already established a space, you'll just have to wait it out there. And what's wrong with Hiei? Has Kurama lashed out at him? Or you, for that matter?" "I think Kurama sees Hiei as his." Yusuke admitted. "He decorates him and cuddles him. I wouldn't let him have a teargem and he cried, grabbed Hiei and jumped into the closet." Genkai had to chuckle at the mental image, surprised as she was. Yusuke rolled his eyes at Genkai's laugh. "You're probably right, but that's rare. Hiei must have instinctively known what to do to put Kurama at ease. You, on the other hand - " Her tone changed, becoming sharp. "Don't stress him out. Maybe if you're lucky, you'll win back his trust and he'll decide to collect you, too." She said, wryly. "Does he let Hiei leave? What's he established as his 'den'." Genkai inquired, curious. "Just a closet?" "He keeps making a mess..." Yusuke couldn't help but be a little annoyed. "I don't know if he lets Hiei leave. Hiei said that Kurama was asleep. Hiei ran out to get stuff for him...I think." Genkai nodded. "Good. He still sees Hiei as a person, then, not an object. Hiei's likely gone off to collect items Kurama would be attracted to. He's being a good mate." Her tone was sightly chiding. "What have you done for Kurama, since he's been like this?" Yusuke pouted at Genkai's statement. "I'm trying to clean up the actual area that we all have to live in." Yusuke sighed and hoped that Hiei wouldn't bring back too much junk. "So what you're telling me is I should be out collecting shiny things like Hiei?" "Then do that; just don't touch Kurama's stuff. You have a job, don't you? Don't shirk your human responsibilities." Genkai's tone was severe. "Hiei doesn't, so let him do that. I'd ask Hiei if you can present the gifts to Kurama together, to try to get him to trust you again. Try giving him things you find, yourself, if you come upon something. Don't go into his den without his permission, and don't raise your voice, make sudden movements or generally be threatening. That's my advice." Yusuke rolled his eyes. "So is he going to get like this a lot or is this just a one time thing?" Yusuke scratched his head. "Could this affect Hiei too? He's been acting kinda weird now that I think about it...." "Call me again, if your demon lovers start acting any weirder than normal." Genkai intoned, flatly. "Kitsune can fast for months, but Kurama can probably only handle two to three weeks, due to his human form. I'd buckle in for that. Let's take one of them at a time." Yusuke rolled his eyes again. "Fine." Yusuke couldn't deny he was a little disappointed. He thought a cycle like this would involve more sex and cuddling. It definitely wasn't how they described it in the books. "And I guess he's not going to be in the mood for a while too..." "Would you be in the mood, if you were in constant pain that gradually worsened, for up to three weeks?" Genkai proposed. "Probably." Yusuke admitted. He fooled around with Keiko after Sensui beat him to a pulp after all. Genkai snorted. "It's a blessing there's only one of you, then. I'm hanging up. Good luck getting your orgy once Kurama's himself again." She didn't give Yusuke a chance to respond, this time, just ended the call. "Have a good day you old hag." Yusuke sighed; irritated. He wondered if this sort of thing would happen to Hiei eventually, too. He imagined Hiei would be a terror.
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In the closet, Kurama stirred out of his sleep. He blinked blearily, and looked around. It was safe and quiet... Hiei was gone. His still-manifested fox ears drooped. Slowly, he slid open the closet door. No threats. He needed to find more things for his collection, though. Kurama eyed the door mistrustfully. The threat was still out there. He'd have to search outside. He moved over to the window. The instant he touched it, there was a crackle of electricity and Kurama leaped back with a loud yelp onto the floor, crouching. He growled at the window and carefully licked his burnt fingers. Yusuke heard the crackle of kekkai and became curious. He walked to the edge of the door. "Kurama...?" Yusuke didn't want to stress the youkai out by opening the door. "Are you ok...?" He wasn't sure what to do, so he sat down on the couch and fell asleep.
When Hiei returned he was carrying a duffel bag full of things from Kurama's house. When he opened the front door, he was pleased to see that Yusuke was passed out on the couch. It was sweet of him. Hiei breathed softly and made his way to the guest room door. He decided that he would slowly pull each of the treasures out and offer them to Kurama so he could get an idea of the sorts of things he would like. Hiei slowly opened the door and crept into the room. Kurama had crawled under the bed, watching the door intently. He'd reorganized all of the items in here into perfect order, but then found himself trapped. Unable to leave, due to the kekkai and the threat outside the door, he'd become anxious. He tensed when it started to open, eyes going wide; they were mostly gold, but speckled with green, now. His hair was red on the left and silver on the right, divided evenly. When he saw it was Hiei he made a distressed noise, and scuttled forward, but didn't come out from under the bed. Kurama watched the door warily, not liking that it was open. Hiei realized that Kurama was stressed out by the door being open, so he shut it behind him and sat down. He began to offer Kurama a few things. The first was a photo album that he had found in Shiori's bedroom of several photos of them together. Slowly he pulled out a few items he had swiped from her closet. A scarf with some roses on it. More family photos. He waited before pulling the rest of the stuff out of the bag for the kitsune. Kurama crept out from under the bed, on his hands and knees, revealing his tail had poked out, too. It started to wag as he recognized the scent of the scarf, and he nosed at it before picking it up with his hands. He sat back, draping it around his neck a few times. Kurama moved to inspect the rest. His burnt fingers trailed lightly over the photo album, eyes slowly drawing back towards solid green, although they were still dulled with pain. He blinked up at Hiei, and smiled; it was a little tired, and a little strained. Kurama moved to hug him, holding him close. "Thank you." Kurama murmured in Hiei's ear, before nuzzling under it. Hiei slowly pulled out a box that contained all of Shiori's recipes so Kurama would be able to make them himself later. Hiei had one more surprise for Kurama. He slowly pulled Shiori's jewelry box out of the bag and presented it to him. The outside of it was covered in little floral embellishments. It had been days and no one had taken it. They probably wouldn't have even noticed it was missing. Kurama's eyes widened as he recognized the jewelry box. They welled with tears. He couldn't bring himself to touch it, and the cognizance in his gaze faded abruptly as he scurried for the closet. Kurama didn't slam the door behind him, just buried his face in the blanket-covered pillows and howled his misery at the highest volume he could bear, bursting into a crying fit. It may have sounded like someone had just been murdered. Kurama didn't notice Yusuke knocking at the door, or how nervous his reaction had made Hiei. His heart felt like it was being torn apart, and abruptly the pain in his body seemed so much worse. He howled again, curling up into a small ball, tears flowing freely but mostly caught in the comforter he'd stolen from off the bed. Hiei put the jewelry box back into the bag. He had probably overwhelmed Kurama. He slowly crawled forward into Kurama's den, and began to comfort the kitsune. "Shhh....you're ok." Hiei whispered. Yusuke decided he couldn't take this anymore. He needed to think of something. Something to distract Kurama. Running into his room he found a heart shaped box that he gave Keiko a while back. It should smell like her. He placed one of the hiruisekis inside of it. He opened the door and chucked it inside and slammed the door again. The box made a loud thud as it hit the center of the floor. Kurama started, at the loud noise, whimpering loudly as he shrank back against the opposite corner of the closet, where the other sliding door was closed, eyes wide with fear. He stared up at Hiei, face a mess; tears, snot, and red, puffy eyes. Kurama sniffled, blinking pathetically up at him. He had started to shake; the loud noise had been scary. Hiei turned around and grabbed the box. Slowly he crawled back into the closet with Kurama. Yusuke had obviously tried to help...but poorly. He showed the kitsune the pink heart shaped box. "Look..." Hopefully there was something interesting inside. Kurama shook his head and whimpered again. He hastily opened the closet door next to him and scurried under the bed, still shaking and sniffling. Kurama was hiccupping small sobs, at this point, as well. Hiei stayed really still, he didn't want to frighten the kitsune again. He heard the door open again. Before he could yell at Yusuke, he heard that his voice was nothing but slow and tender. "Kurama..." Yusuke was sitting on the floor outside the door he had opened the door a crack. He showed Kurama the hiruiseki and then set it down on the floor. Slowly the stone rolled across the hardwood floor. Kurama's ears perked, at the sound of his name and the door creaking. He stilled, crouching silently to watch the door open. His face was still a mess but he'd gone utterly silent, and tense. His eyes tracked on the small ball rolling over the floor. Before it had gotten halfway to him, he'd coiled himself to spring and pounced on it. He missed; it rolled back towards the door. Kurama sank down to the floor, tail tense, eyes still trained on it. They were large and golden with dark green speckles. He didn't move closer to the rolling tear gem, wary of the presence at the door but not enough to hide or bristle, just yet. Hiei was amazed at Kurama's response. He was acting like a playful little kit. It was adorable. Yusuke's eyes sparkled when he watched Kurama try to pounce the hiruiseki. He needed to ask Botan if she had footage of this later. Yusuke wanted to touch him and pet him, but he couldn't. Not yet anyway. Yusuke reached out and slowly pushed the hiruiseki toward Kurama again. He blushed at the kitsune's cute expressions. Kurama lifted his eyes briefly to Yusuke, but when he rolled the hiruiseki again they snapped immediately back to it. His tail waved back and forth, butt wiggling in the air. He pounced again, and this time caught it, but due to the force of his jump, he rolled and slid over the hardwood floor, ending up with his back against the door. Kurama glanced over his shoulder, up at Yusuke, blinking as he stilled. His ears twitched, just slightly. He didn't move, just stared. Yusuke couldn't help but smile warmly at Kurama. Hiei beamed. He was just so cute like this. Yusuke blinked slowly a few times, and laid down on his stomach so Kurama could see his neck. It was a submissive gesture. Hopefully it would impress the kitsune enough that he would consider forgiving the stubborn mazoku. Kurama's ears perked, upon noting that. He shuffled over so he was on his stomach, as well. He blinked at Yusuke, again, and scooted a little closer, sniffing slightly. His tail tentatively wagged as he recognized the scent. Kurama pulled the door open, more, with his hand, head dipping to snuffle at Yusuke's hair before nuzzling lightly into it. Then he climbed partially onto Yusuke's back and flopped atop him; Kurama's upper body resting on Yusuke's back, with Kurama facing away from Yusuke's head. He curled up, a little, and finally started to examine the treasure he'd just caught; the gray hiruiseki, still in his hand. Hiei smiled at the adorable display in front of him. It looked like Kurama had reconciled with Yusuke. He was curious what was in the other box. He opened it and found another gray hiruiseki. Hiei made eye contact with Yusuke and rolled it across the floor to the mazoku. Yusuke caught it and smiled. He held it up for Kurama before rolling it again so Kurama could pounce it. It was the cutest thing he had ever seen. He needed to get Kurama more toys. One of Kurama's ears swiveled back, at the sound of the rolling marble-like object. He turned his head to look over his shoulder, and blinked. He already had one of those; the new one was boring. Kurama resettled himself and ignored it, poking at the one in his hand, quite comfortable where he was "Aw..." Yusuke couldn't help but be a little disappointed that Kurama didn't chase this one the same way. Yusuke looked at Hiei. "What does he like...?" Hiei shrugged. The youkai had mostly guessed. Kurama tucked the hiruiseki into his hair and shifted around, sliding off Yusuke. He nudged his forehead under Yusuke's arm, seeming to be trying to squeeze under there. Kurama whined, softly, in the back of his throat, blinking huge, pleading eyes up at him. Yusuke lifted his arm so Kurama could go wherever he wanted. Yusuke chuckled a little. Kurama was sure cute when he acted like this. Hiei watched the two of them from Kurama's den and beamed. Kurama snuggled up under Yusuke's arm, tucking his head under Yusuke's chin and half-rolling Yusuke up so he could squash himself between him and the floor. Kurama murred quietly, basking in the missed scent and letting his eyes fall shut. Yusuke smiled at the sudden playfulness. Was Kurama going to try to collect him too? Was he going to end up with all sorts of buttons in his hair like Hiei? It seemed like right now all the fox wanted was attention. Kurama stiffened, a sudden shot of blinding pain ricocheting through him. He whined, hands abruptly fisting in Yusuke's shirt as he pressed to him, panting harshly, small whimpers escaping as he writhed to try to deal with the agony while still clinging close. "Fuck!" Yusuke exclaimed. "Shhhh...." Hiei was across the room in a second. He got Yusuke on his side to take some of the weight off of the kitsune. He got on Kurama's other side and softly stroked the kitsune's hair. This one lasted longer; two minutes, this time. When it ended Kurama slumped, softly exhausted whines riding each exhale. He blinked bleary gold-green eyes up at Yusuke, since Kurama was facing him; mostly green, with a chunk of gold in the top left corner of each eye. His hair was a swirling, wave-like pattern of silver and red. "Yusuke..." Kurama muttered, feebly, trying to curl close to him again, fighting back an exhausted sob. Yusuke held Kurama tightly. "Shhhh....it's okay Kurama." Hiei whispered softly. Yusuke was dumbfounded for a moment, but leaned in and kissed the kitsune's forehead. Kurama tried to lean up into that kiss, but he felt so weak. He gave one last, hazy glance upward into Yusuke's eyes before passing out. Yusuke gathered Kurama up into his arms. "Has he been sleeping in the closet with you." Hiei nodded. There was no real way for the three of them to all fit in the closet. Yusuke sighed and moved the sleeping kitsune into the closet. After he had tucked the sleeping kitsune in, he turned to Hiei. "I have to work really early tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep in my room. Will you take care of him?" Hiei nodded immediately. Yusuke smiled and pulled Hiei in for a tender kiss. "Thanks Hiei." After the door clicked shut behind them, Hiei realized he was blushing a lot. He curled up with Kurama and shut the closet doors. The next few days, things just got worse. Kurama's pain episodes grew longer, and he spent more and more time in the closet sleeping it off. Since he didn't see Yusuke as a threat anymore, when Kurama was awake - and not in pain - he wandered around the apartment, aimlessly seeking things to add to his stash. Hiei had seemed to notice his wandering habits, for Kurama started finding interesting things he'd never seen before, that hadn't been there the previous day. He didn't take anything off, that he put on; by this point, he was covered in bits of Shiori's necklaces, bracelets and rings, that he'd found around the place. He wore one half of two pairs, of her favorite earrings; a sparkly white stone on his left ear and a silver loop bangle on his right ear. Today, he had no inhuman features, and his hair was silver from his ears down, and red from his ears up. Yusuke had started bringing bouncy balls home, and they were strewn about. Kurama hit one with his socked foot, as he walked, and gazed down, blearily, at it. He kicked it idly, not having the energy right now. When Yusuke didn't have work he slept in a sleeping bag in the guestroom while Hiei slept in the closet. Hiei was in the process of hiding more things for Kurama while Yusuke was at work. Hiei set the things he was hiding down and smiled at Kurama. The kitsune hadn't talked in a while. Yusuke had gotten Kurama some cute fox socks. The attacks had been more frequent lately. Kurama blinked slowly at Hiei, and attempted a vague smile, but it didn't reach up into his eyes. He was so exhausted, and in so much pain. Even just walking around, even just sleeping, there was always a low-level pain thrumming in his body. He did everything he could to distract himself from it. Kurama wandered over to Hiei and leaned over him, gathering him up in his arms with a sigh. Hiei let Kurama collect him again. Kurama was probably going to pull him back into the closet. He had been very tired lately, but he seemed to like it when Hiei massaged his scalp and his back. Yusuke said he was going to call Genkai when he got back from work. Kurama did drag Hiei back to the guest room. There were more items lined up neatly on the bed, filling half of it now. Kurama pressed Hiei's shoulders to sit him down in the middle of the floor, and retreated to the bed to procure a few trinkets. He sat in front of Hiei and pulled some of the old decorations out of his hair, starting to add the new ones in slightly different places. His gaze was hazy and gold, Kurama not really seeming to focus on what he was doing although his movements were efficient and precise. He hadn't eaten since the attacks had started, so he was a little thinner than normal. Hiei smiled up at Kurama and let him decorate him. A few minutes after they sat down Yusuke arrived home. Kurama hadn't been playing with very many of the toys lately. He slowly made his way to the guest room. Yusuke grinned at the fox. "Keiko made you a present..." He reached into the bag and pulled out a silver fox stuffed animal for Kurama. Kurama blinked quietly up at him, eyes then dropping to the fox. He didn't give much reaction, but rose and strode over to Yusuke, hugging him and burying his face in his neck, scenting him. Kurama sighed, squeezing tight, not wanting to let go yet even though he wanted to place the toy on the windowsill, near the one he'd had as a child. On the floor beside Hiei were a few of the decorations Kurama had removed from his hair. Yusuke grinned. "She also made you these guys..." He pulled out a stuffed animal of a surly looking black cat and a chubby blue phoneix. It looked sort of like Puu. Yusuke cuddled up with Kurama and smiled down at Hiei. Kurama nodded, acknowledging, and moved away, grabbing Yusuke's hand and dragging him over to Hiei. He leaned to grab Hiei's hand and started for the closet, clearly intending to bring them both inside it with him. Yusuke followed Hiei and Kurama into the closet. Yusuke wasn't sure how they were all going to fit, but he figured he'd find out. They'd probably all have to pile on each other. The first week had been fine, but as soon as day 8 came, Kurama had become very territorial and banished both of them. Hiei would still leave gifts, and Yusuke would read poetry to the door, but it was no use. Today was day 12 and Kurama seemed to be in a particularly bad mood. Hiei had camped out on the couch and begun to eat nothing but ice cream. Kurama was curled in his closet den; it had become very crowded with sparkly items. His hair had numerous adornments woven into it, his wrists heavy with bangles. Shiori's scarf was still around his neck, the pink sweater dress underneath it all. He hadn't been able to bathe or eat, since it started, and was feeling very unpleasant, but Kurama dare not risk venturing out lest his items disappear or he have an attack in the shower and seriously injure himself. The guest room floor was cluttered, with notable piles beginning to form on the floor, as the bed and dresser had been overtaken. He slept nearly two-thirds of the time now, and when he was awake most of the time he was in great pain. The attacks had become worse.
One hit, just now, and Kurama screamed, pounding and kicking against the closet wall with his fists, tears streaming down his face as he tried to rage the agony out of him. It didn't work, never worked, but he had to try. It hurt so much. He just wanted Yusuke and Hiei but he didn't want them in here. It wasn't safe. His collection was all he had now, and it was too precious to trust them with it. They could steal something. After an hour, the worst of the pain faded and Kurama immediately passed out, to recover his strength. He slept for several hours and woke to a quiet apartment. Kurama slid the closet door open and stumbled out, collapsing onto his side. It was so lonely. He reached out to Hiei with his mind, grasping around for something good amidst all the endless pain. He missed them both so much and felt tears well in his eyes at how horrible he was being. And yet, Kurama couldn't let them in. Something inside him would just not allow that. So he settled for crawling over to the door and sitting against it, laying his head back on the guardian plants he'd encircled around it, to prevent unauthorized entry. They blocked the window, too. What time was it? Yusuke had told his neighbors a friend who was recovering from a really dramatic surgery was staying in his guest room. That seemed to satisfy them and keep some of the rumors around the apartment complex at bay.
As soon as Hiei heard the signs of an attack he was at the door, waiting and listening. He tried to speak through the door. "Kurama..." Hiei hoped he could at least bring some comfort to the suffering kitsune. As time went on he realized that Kurama was done letting him and Yusuke in. He didn't want them in there. Hiei was an emotional wreck from all the stress.
Hearing the attack, Yusuke left his room, and immediately spotted Hiei slumped against the door. Yusuke gathered the youkai up into his arms. "Genkai said it would be ok...it shouldn't last more than 3 weeks." He explained again. Hiei could immediately tell that Yusuke was stressed out too. He was taking a beating between work, Keiko and the both of them. He would go over to Keiko's sometimes but always ended up back home, asleep on the couch with the youkai. When Kurama reaches out Hiei he tries to send him anything to comfort him. Images of the three of them together. The time he and Yusuke made love. The time they were in the hot spring together. Every time the three of them woke up in bed together. The first time he kissed Kurama. How Kurama and Yusuke looked dancing together. Hiei hoped that some of these images would bring Kurama comfort. He and Yusuke sat a few feet away from the door. They cuddled up together. Yusuke felt like a wreck, he was nervous and all he wanted to do was clean. He laid down in Hiei's lap. The memories made tears well in Kurama's eyes and he started crying from how much he missed them both. His mind was a mess of emotion; anger, pain, sadness and longing. He wanted to open the door, but something hard in his heart wouldn't let him. Kurama tried to push past it, even if just for a moment - just for a moment he had to see them, touch them, remember they were still there. He shoved down every instinct clamoring at him to 'hoard, keep, secret, safe', and the plants edged back from around the door. Kurama wrenched it open like he was breaking out of a prison, panting at the effort as he hung on the doorknob and looked around frenziedly, for any sign of them. His hair was a few inches longer, by now, alternating strands red and silver; one eye gold and one eye green but both wide and panicked, still streaming with tears than ran down his cheeks. He looked a mess and slightly unhinged, with all the bangles around his wrists and random pretty things woven into his hair. The door began to creak open. Yusuke almost sat up, but Hiei held a hand firmly against the mazoku's shoulder. "Let him come to us." Yusuke nodded in agreement and relaxed a little. Kurama was disheveled and teary eyed. Yusuke reached out to him. "Why don't you come here Kurama?" They were only a few feet away. Hiei tried to keep himself still. He desperately wanted to reach out and yank the kitsune into his arms and dry his tears. Hiei slowly reached a hand out beckoning Kurama closer. Now that the door was open, it was harder to ignore the press of the baser part of his mind to flee from such strong ki. Kurama eyed them, still clutching to the doorknob, struck between longing and instinctive wariness. Then something broke inside and he whimpered, curling down onto the floor as he closed the door carefully behind him and then let go of the doorknob. His muscles coiled and he pounced at them rather inelegantly, simply trying to get close as quickly as possible. Once there, he pressed himself to them both from where they'd sprawled, fallen over from the force of his jump, latching one hand onto each of them and weeping bitterly. Kurama couldn't find the words to describe it; his mind was too jumbled. Yusuke and Hiei immediately gathered Kurama into their arms. Yusuke whispered soothing words and ran his fingers through Kurama's tangled hair. Hiei softly ran one of his hands across Kurama's cheeks to wipe away his tears. Once most of the tears had been wiped away Hiei kissed Kurama's cheek softly. They both couldn't resist clinging to the kitsune. Yusuke looked to Hiei. "Is it over, you think?" Hiei shook his head. "No. I think it may get even worse." He admitted, still softly stroking the kitsune's cheek. He leaned up to kiss his forehead. Kurama bumped his head up into Yusuke's hand, desperate for affection. He tried to nuzzle closer to Hiei after the cheek-kiss, almost trying to pull himself into them. His hold seemed stronger, almost; like Kurama had put on muscle, despite not eating for almost two weeks. He whined and whimpered, not holding still, unable to get comfortable. It healed a part of him to be close like this, but another part was fighting to pull away and hide again, every second he was outside his den. But Kurama didn't want to leave them, yet, so he endured the inner conflict. He leaned into Hiei's hand on his cheek and the kiss on his forehead, eyes dropping shut as he let out a soft, broken sob. Yusuke kept stroking the kitsune's hair. "Oh Kurama...we'd both do anything for you." Yusuke whispered. He wasn't sure if the kitsune could even understand him after all of this. Yusuke held Kurama tightly and situated their bodies so Hiei was sandwiched between them. Hiei's arms wrapped around the kitsune's neck and he pressed his ear to Kurama's chest. Hearing Kurama's heart beat was a relief. Together the two of the showered the kitsune with affection. Kurama understood, he just couldn't bring himself to speak. He curled as close to Hiei as he could, hands still grasping tightly on each of them. One had moved to Yusuke's shoulder, the other on Hiei's waist, clutching them close. Kurama sniffled miserably into Hiei's hair. Even with everything else around him to distract him, the pain never really left. It ached in his bones, weighing them down. From what Genkai had told them they had at least another week left of this. It would all be over soon. Hiei sighed softly nuzzling Kurama's chest. Yusuke pressed his head against Kurama's shoulder. "It's gonna be alright. You're going to be ok." Yusuke kept stroking the kitsune's ear and whispering to him. "You'll feel better in a week or so...that's what Genkai said." Hiei nodded. Kurama's eyes felt heavy, his whimpering lessening slightly to soft whines. It was hard to concentrate on the future when the present was asserting itself so dominantly. The warmth around him quickly lulled him back to sleep; it felt like he hadn't had this in years - like he hadn't seen either of them, in decades. When Kurama fell asleep, Yusuke slowly shifted them around, so both Kurama and Hiei were in his lap. He needed to have both of them in his arms right now. Hiei protested a little but eventually gave in. Kurama would sleep for several hours; and then several hours more. He didn't wake. The next week was agony for Yusuke. Kurama hadn't woken up and Hiei had refused to eat. The two of them were holed up together in the closet. Yusuke's need to clean went into overdrive and he reorganized the entire apartment. He would occasionally cuddle up with them. He tried to keep the youkai relaxed. He was constantly on the phone with Genkai about Kurama and Hiei. She assured him that it was all normal.
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After about 24 days since his hoarding first began, and 12 since he'd gone comatose, Kurama stirred. He mumbled something in his sleep; there was warmth wrapped around him. He nuzzled into that, and settled. A few minutes later, bleary eyes blinked open, slightly crossed; they were a deep, dark green. His hair had settled into its usual red, as well. After a moment he recognized the face before him as Hiei's, and gave him a sweet, sleepy smile, leaning to smoosh a kiss against Hiei's cheek. "G' m'rning..." Kurama muttered, still only half-awake. Hiei blinked a few times and then his face slowly lit up. "Yusuke!" Hiei shouted. Hiei clung to Kurama. Yusuke had been asleep in the living room. Looking a little irritated he made his way to the guest room. "Hiei...? Why are you so...cheerful?" Then Yusuke saw it. Kurama was awake. He was across the room in a second gathering the kitsune and the youkai up into his arms. Hiei was covering Kurama's face in kisses. Yusuke started bawling suddenly. He was so glad Kurama was awake. Kurama happily hugged Hiei back, when he was clung to, nuzzling against him with a murr. He giggled softly when his face was assaulted with kisses, then blinking slowly when Yusuke started crying. "Y'suke?" Kurama managed, reaching out for him. "'s wrong?" He still wasn't thinking at full capacity, per the mornings, but smoothed his hands over Yusuke's cheeks, trying instinctively to soothe. Kurama couldn't kiss him better because Hiei was still doing that all over Kurama's face. "You haven't eaten in 24 days....Hiei hasn't eaten in 12. You've been in a coma for 12 days while your energy stabilized." Yusuke explained. Yusuke sighed still crying a little. "You two stay right there...I don't want either of you to get weak. I'm going to make you breakfast...and then Hiei can help you detangle your hair when you both go to bathe...because you both definitely need a bath now." Yusuke said rolling his eyes. Yusuke was annoyed that he had to be the voice of reason in this situation. "I have an afternoon shift tonight, so I won't be home until later." Hiei was surprised that Yusuke was being such a mother hen. Hiei reached out and slowly wiped away his tears. Yusuke quickly made his way to the kitchen leaving Kurama and Hiei alone. Kurama blinked at Yusuke while he talked, not comprehending. When Yusuke left, he glanced at Hiei. "Mm?" He beamed at Hiei, holding him closer and nosing to his hair contently. His stomach was hungry, but it could wait. It felt like a very long time since he'd last cuddled with either of them, but Yusuke was out of the room now, so Kurama would focus on Hiei alone. Hiei had been cuddled up with Kurama for only a few minutes before Yusuke returned with Miso Soup and omelets for both of them. Hiei was feeling particularly ravenous. He tried his best to be polite, but the moment he saw that food he became aware of how hungry he was. Kurama immediately zeroed in on the food, and inhaled it. His eyes cleared and he blinked. His body felt... lighter, and heavier, than usual. He frowned, and looked down at himself. Green eyes widened, and he lifted a hand; the many bangles upon his wrist jingled softly. Further, a pink sweater dress went halfway down his thighs, and numerous necklaces of various lengths dotted his chest. His hair was longer by several inches; Kurama picked up the end of some that was draped over his shoulder. "What..." He peered back up at Yusuke, seeming vaguely shocked. "What is all this?" Looking up made him realize he was inside somewhere, and Kurama took a look around the small... closet?! he was in. He sweatdropped, at all the little trinkets and shiny or sparkly things of interest hung and scattered around him. "There's so much..." Something beyond Yusuke's head caught his eye, and Kurama's jaw dropped when he registered the sight of the room behind Yusuke. Yusuke sighed. "You had...what can only really be described as 'demon puberty.' At first you started hoarding things, and you'd have these painful outbursts. Then after that you were in a coma for a while." Yusuke explained. "Hiei and I talked about this...he can show you if you want to see. You seemed to like all these things."
"It's fine now." Hiei said. The entire month didn't matter as long as Kurama was ok. Hiei finished his meal and cuddled up closer to Kurama. Yusuke sniffed the air. "No offense, but you both really need to take a bath." Yusuke teased. Hiei had gone 12 days without bathing and Kurama had gone 24. They were both starting to get a little bit gross. "I have to head to work soon, but I'll be back later tonight." Yusuke explained again. Kurama flushed, at the mention of 'puberty', and put a palm over his face to hide it. He shook his head, in silent disbelief. "I'm sorry you both had to deal with that..." He murmured, feeling ashamed and guilty. Kurama looked up when Yusuke sniffed the air, and went bright red. He stood, abruptly. "Y-Yes! Of course!" Kurama made a beeline for the door to the guest room, moving through it to get to the bathroom and disappearing inside. Kurama disappeared into the bathroom so fast. Yusuke had wanted Hiei to go with him. At least then, they could've killed two birds with one stone. Feeling his strength return Hiei helped Yusuke bring the dishes into the kitchen. Hiei was perched on the counter helping himself to a green apple Yusuke hand sliced up for him. "So...when do you think we should tell him...?" Yusuke asked Hiei. Hiei pondered for a moment. "Today." Hiei said taking a bite out of the apple. "Do you think he's going to be angry?" Yusuke asked. Hiei shrugged. It wasn't like Kurama had claimed exclusive rights to either one of them. "I'll show him the memories." Hiei said eating another apple slice. Kurama took a while in the bathoom. Before he could shower, he had to extricate all manner of trinkets and baubles from his hair, and slowly shuck off the bangles around his wrists. Pulling his hair back from his face, he sweatdropped when he noticed he'd pierced his ears. Kurama shook his head, and pulled out the earrings. Once that was finished, and he was free from adornments, he tugged off the sweater dress, wrinkling his nose when it went past. Yes, he definitely needed to bathe.
Some time later, Kurama emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist and damp hair. He hesitated - his bag had been in the guest room, but it was a mess in there. He wandered out to the kitchen, seeking Hiei and Yusuke. "Do you know where my clothes from home ended up?" Kurama was sweatdropping slightly, still embarrassed about everything he must've put them through, in the past... well, nearly a month, hadn't Yusuke said? Yusuke looked over his shoulder at Kurama. How did the fox get even more attractive? His long hair cascaded down his shoulders, and he was wet. Freshly showered. It was times like these that Yusuke definitely wanted to call out of work. Hiei looked up from his apple slices and noticed Kurama around the same time. His skin was flushed. "Yeah, you threw most of them on the floor so I had to wash a lot of them. They're still in the laundry room." Yusuke finished washing the dishes, and gave Hiei a knowing look. "I need to start heading to work. You two have fun." He gave them both a mischievous smile and headed out the door. Hiei calmly finished eating the apple slices. He should go shower soon. "I see." Kurama sighed, turning to go fetch his clothes, but paused when Yusuke beat a hasty retreat out the front door. He frowned a little, noting a curious mix of scents as well as sad to see Yusuke go already, but shook his head and headed for the laundry room, to find something to wear. Yusuke would be back, later. Kurama still couldn't believe he didn't remember the past 24 days; it was mostly a blur of pain. Hiei appeared behind Kurama. He hadn't noticed this too much, but he definitely smelled like Yusuke. They did have sex late last night on the couch after all. "Are you looking for something in particular?" Hiei asked. He knew that some of Kurama's other clothes were neatly folded in Yusuke's room. Kurama blinked, glancing over his shoulder when Hiei appeared. He smiled at him, filing the scent information away for later. "I can find what I need. Why don't you go shower?" Kurama leaned to kiss Hiei's hair, gently, before pulling back to pick something. Hiei nodded and quickly disappeared into the bathroom. Hiei took a while in the bathroom. He was extra thorough when washing off. Yusuke had teased both of them earlier about smelling after all. After he was all rinsed off he decided to soak in the water for about 20 minutes. Hiei had made the same mistake Kurama had earlier. He didn't bring extra clothes. He knew his clothes were in Yusuke's room. He wrapped a towel around his waist and headed over to Yusuke's room. By now, Kurama was sitting on a chair in the living room, reclining with fingers steepled and gazing thoughtfully at the ceiling. He'd chosen something simple and comfortable; a white T-shirt and gray leggings. He was sorting out what he could of his senses; they seemed sharper. Kurama had avoided the couch, due to the smells lingering there, that were claiming it. The pink hiruiseki - which he'd found while extricating all the trinkets from off his person - hung around his neck, over the shirt. There was a buzzing at his fingertips; like a crackle of youki. His ki and body felt different; almost more powerful. It made sense, of course, Kurama was just surprised. The change wasn't drastic enough for him to challenge Yusuke, or Yomi, but it was definitely noticeable. When Hiei walked by he couldn't help but notice that Kurama looked extra gorgeous and that he was still wearing the pink hiruiseki. Hiei disappeared into Yusuke's room and pulled on his clothes. Black pants and a gray sweater. Yusuke had washed one of his black ones so many times that it had turned gray. When he came back he plopped down on the couch. Kurama blinked, at the sound of Hiei dropping onto the couch, and cast him a warm smile. "So. You two had fun." His tone was kind, eyes twinkling with a little mischief. There was something else inside that was a little reserved, a little hurt, but Kurama didn't show it. A blush bloomed across Hiei's cheeks. Suddenly his face felt very hot. Yusuke always had been the one to initiate, but Hiei gladly went along. A lot of it was admittedly comfort sex. Hiei nodded. "Do you want to see?" Hiei offered. "Yusuke and I talked about it earlier...we'd like you to see." Hiei got a little redder and looked away. Kurama grinned, just slightly, at that blush. He leaned forward on his chair, propping his elbow on the armrest and leaning his chin in his palm. Kurama considered Hiei, a moment; he couldn't really blame either of them. It must have been stressful. Still... "No, that's all right." His grin softened, into a beam; no malice anywhere in him. "Those are your memories. We don't need to share everything, especially something so personal." Honestly, even just seeing it would make Kurama feel worse; he'd been left out, yet again. Of course, it was entirely his own fault, but - it was just better to avoid it. Hiei's expression became a little mischievous at Kurama's insistence that those were his memories. "Then we'll just have to make memories of our own." Kurama chuckled at that response, and leaned back to recline in the chair again, opening his arms. He beckoned Hiei closer, with a sweeter smile. "Then come here, why don't you~?" It took Hiei a moment to process what Kurama had said. In a few seconds Hiei was across the room in Kurama's lap. The chair creaked in protest at their combined weight. Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama and pressed their foreheads together. Kurama locked his arms around Hiei's waist and sighed into his hair, inhaling deeply. "You do smell much better." He murmured, nuzzling into Hiei, a bit. Hiei chuckled darkly. "I can say the same for you." Suddenly the emotions started to hit him all at once. After not being able to be held by him in so long, Hiei really needed Kurama. His skin flushed even deeper. "Fair enough." Kurama hummed that, letting his eyes close, simply enjoying the contact. It felt like it had been a long time, even though his memories of the past three weeks were fuzzy, at best. Hiei's intense feelings were beginning to take hold. "Umm..." Hiei hesitated for a moment. "Do you remember what I said in the hallway...?" He asked quietly. "Hm?" Kurama didn't; he pulled back a bit, to look at Hiei's face, blinking. "Remind me?" He looked a little sheepish, smiling apologetically. "My memory is a bit fuzzy, at the moment." Kurama still felt slightly scrambled, and a touch unlike himself. Hiei's skin only got redder. "Before the party...I told you..." Hiei looked down at his palms. "...that I wanted you to be my first..." He wasn't sure why he had become so nervous so suddenly. Ah. Kurama felt his ears warm. He cupped Hiei's cheeks with his hands, leaning to kiss him gently. "I remember." Kurama reassured, speaking softly. "It's still true..." Hiei blushed. "That's something...I only want to do with you." He admitted. He looked away quickly in an attempt to hide his flushed features. Kurama slipped his arms around Hiei's neck and held him close to his chest, ducking to press his lips against Hiei's temple. Hiei felt very fragile to him, in this moment. "All right." He whispered, very tender. Kurama wouldn't push, though. Hiei relaxed into Kurama's arms. It was a relief to be able to tell Kurama about that. That time in the hallway he had been excited and ready for it, but the surprise party had happened so suddenly and totally killed the mood. "Did you want to...?" Kurama blinked, holding Hiei securely. "Right now?" He was surprised, and honestly hadn't had such a thing at the forefront of his mind. Hiei blushed brighter and nearly fell out of the chair. "Uh...!" Hiei's expression suddenly looked panicked and nervous. "I meant later!" Hiei blushed and buried his face in Kurama's chest. "Maybe Wednesday..." It was Monday. Yusuke had Tuesday off. Wednesday Yusuke was at work for the whole day. Kurama sweatdropped, keeping Hiei from falling. He chuckled, a little abashed, and wrapped his arms around him firmly, nuzzling Hiei to try to calm him down again. "I was just checking." Kurama assured, sneaking to dot a kiss over Hiei's cheek. He hummed, soothingly. "Wait...did you...want to right now?" Hiei looked a little surprised. Kurama had only just woken up from being passed out for a week. He might be in the mood. Kurama blinked down at him, tilting his head slightly. "Not especially?" He then beamed, leaning to nudge their noses together. "I'd rather make up for all the stress I put you both through, in other ways." He kissed Hiei's bandana lightly, over the Jagan. Hiei laughed. That was a relief. Yusuke had been stressed about the guest room. "Maybe...we should clean the guest room." Hiei suggested nuzzling up closer to the kitsune. "Mm." Kurama considered this, then came upon a possible insight. "Did the mess..." He started, hesitantly. "...bother Yusuke, a great deal?" Hiei thought for a moment. "It stressed him out a lot at first..." Hiei admitted. "...but he started to deal with it better after..." Hiei hesitated. "...we did stuff." Kurama tried not to laugh; he really did. He bit his lip, and attempted a sedate, understanding nod, voice carefully composed. "I see..." Hiei could see Kurama suppressing a laugh. "What's so funny?" Hiei pressed curiously raising an eyebrow. Kurama smiled innocently at him. "You finding solace in each other while I was otherwise indisposed~?" Kurama tried. Hiei laughed at Kurama's statement. "Yusuke said you 'would be into it'. He used that phrase." Hiei vaguely knew what it meant. Kurama raised a brow, at that. "Did he also assume I'd want to view your memories of the past few weeks, for myself?" "Genkai also suggested that I show you the events that took place with you, so you could remember them." Hiei blushed. "Yusuke suggested I include those memories. He said you'd 'probably think I looked cute'." Kurama hesitated. "I'd rather not." He admitted, frankly, starting to withdraw a bit, at the insistence. His smile was a little stiff, now. "If you both suffered so much, I don't want to see that." He looked up and away to the side, expression closing off, further. "Other kitsune have gone through their lives without their memories of this period. I'm sure there's a reason for that. Personally, for me, I'd simply rather not." Kurama then looked back at Hiei, and he smiled again, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Can you and Yusuke respect that?" Hiei looked surprised by Kurama's statement. The fakeness of Kurama's smile bothered him. He felt uncomfortable. Slowly he climbed out of Kurama's lap. Maybe Kurama wanted his space. "Of course." Hiei nodded. Something fragile quivered inside, at Hiei pulling away, and he grabbed at Hiei's wrist, holding it gently. "Wait, I'm sorry - " Kurama tried, feeling unsure, expression thawing slightly out of worry. "I don't mean to reject you, I just - " It was hard for him to put it into words. Hiei was surprised when Kurama grabbed onto him so suddenly. His eyes widened. "We'd never force those memories on you..." Hiei said. "...we just wanted you to know that if you want them you can have them. We didn't want to keep secrets or make you feel left out." Hiei used the words Yusuke had used earlier. Taken aback by his abrupt desperation, Kurama quickly let go, face crumpling apologetically. "I know, it's just..." He hesitated, again, eyes drawing away towards the floor. "I'd just rather not know what I missed." Kurama finally finished, voice almost inaudible. "And if I didn't notice it when it was happening, I don't want to see myself acting in a way I wouldn't remember or understand..." The prospect of it was terrifying. Besides, it was in the past, so what did it matter now? Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama and pulled the red head in for an embrace. "You remember before that...the night before...?" Hiei asked. "Where the hiriuseki you're wearing came from...?" Hiei just wanted to make sure. Kurama allowed himself to be pulled off the chair, going willingly into that, on his knees in front of Hiei and burying his face in Hiei's collarbone. He nodded, clutching to him. "It's the last thing I do remember, before waking up today..." Kurama murmured, voice muffled and uncertain against him. Hiei nodded. He was relieved. "Good. I think you would've told us that it was the only part worth remembering." Hiei squeezed Kurama even tighter. He was glad the kitsune was back to normal. Kurama smiled, a little sad, but let himself take comfort from the tight embrace. "Yes." He agreed softly, shifting to gently kiss the underside of Hiei's jaw. Hiei smiled and leaned in to kiss Kurama. He had missed him so much. He wasn't exactly sure what to do with himself. The time that Kurama hadn't been himself was difficult. Kurama met that kiss easily enough, shifting a hand to cup the nape of Hiei's neck as he did so. "You're all right?" He broke the kiss to mumble that, pressing their foreheads together, eyes closed. "How was it for you? Hiei blinked a few times and nodded. He pressed his forehead to Kurama's. When they kissed Hiei had instinctively shut his eyes, he slowly opened them to look at Kurama. "It was very...difficult." Hiei admitted. "Yusuke had to work, but I stayed with you for as long as I could." Hiei admitted. Kurama's heart ached for him. He shifted so he could sit on the floor, dragging Hiei down with him. He tucked Hiei close to him, nose pressed into his hair. "I'm all right, now." He intimated, rubbing one palm over Hiei's back, trying to soothe. "I'm myself again. You don't need to worry." Hiei nodded, Kurama's statements made him feel relieved. Hiei let Kurama pull him into his arms. "I missed you." Hiei admitted. Between the two of them, Hiei had definitely taken this much harder than Yusuke had. "I love you." Hiei whispered softly. Kurama curled around him, nodding quietly. It was a precious gift. "I know." He couldn't bring himself to say it again, just yet; the last time still felt like just last night, to him. He settled for moving to kiss Hiei's cheek, nuzzling there with a sigh. "I'm sorry to have worried you." Kurama knew Hiei would be stoic about this, and Kurama wanted to ease him out of the state of tension he'd no doubt been living in for far too long, already. Hiei relaxed into Kurama's arms. They could clean the guest room later. Right now holding Kurama was the most important thing. "It's alright." Hiei said nuzzling Kurama back. Kurama gently moved both his hands to rub Hiei's back, smoothing over his shirt. "Now it is." Kurama agreed, dropping a warm kiss on the side of Hiei's mouth. Hiei smiled up at Kurama. It was odd but Kurama seemed to have a different glow about him. Maybe it was a result of all that had happened. "You look...a little...different." Hiei reached up to mess with Kurama's hair. Hiei blinked a few times Kurama's shoulders were definitely broader and he seemed...taller. Kurama blinked at him. "I do?" He hadn't noticed any real change in his appearance. He tilted his head as Hiei played with his hair. "How so?" Kurama did feel a little different, but hadn't yet been able to determine what, exactly, was different. Hiei blushed. "Well your shoulders got broader, you look taller, your muscles are more prominent....especially your..." Hiei didn't want to point out that Kurama's butt looked more shapely in his clothes. "You have a different glow." Hiei admitted. Kurama blinked at him, wondering what that blush was about. "My... what?" Kurama prodded, curious. Hiei blushed more. "Your rear and legs are more prominent." Hiei didn't want to admit that he had noticed. Kurama flushed. "Ah." He chuckled to try to get rid of his embarrassment, pulling Hiei in and hiding his pink face in his shoulder. "There's a mirror in the bathroom..." Hiei pointed out. He was a bit surprised that Kurama hadn't noticed it at all. "You can see for yourself." Hiei flushed more. Kurama now knew that Hiei checked out his butt. "Yusuke noticed first." Hiei fibbed. Truthfully, they had both noticed around the same time. Kurama huffed against him, shaking his head. He'd been too focused on other things to look closely at his body. "I do feel a bit different, I suppose." He murmured. "Perhaps I was distracted by my own thoughts too much to take notice." Hiei nodded. "Understandable." Hiei began to run his fingers through Kurama's hair. "You're still..." Hiei groped for the correct word to describe Kurama's attractiveness. "...beautiful." Hiei decided. Kurama leaned into those fingers, nudging his head up into them, slightly, eyes closing softly. "Mm. Now you'll use flattery on me, too?" Kurama joked, just half-serious. "Of course not." Hiei said rolling his eyes. "It's true." He only said it because it was true. "Flattery is pointless." Hiei concluded. "Besides...that is Yusuke's domain." Kurama grinned, hearing the eyeroll in Hiei's voice. "Yes." He agreed, amused, and pulled back slightly. Kurama smiled warmly at him, green eyes deep and sparkling profoundly. "I like your truths just as much as I enjoy his flattery, you know." He gently kissed Hiei. Hiei looked up at Kurama's amused expression. Oh how he had missed that. Hiei's eyes dilated a little when he watched Kurama lean in. Hiei smirked up at the kitsune and relaxed into the kiss closing his eyes. He wrapped his arms around Kurama's neck and pulled him in to deepen the kiss. Kurama leaned further forward, cupping the back of Hiei's head and putting the weight on his other hand as he lowered Hiei to the floor, so he could stretch out over him. Once they'd shifted, Kurama smoothed his tongue over Hiei's lips, then kissed the corner of his mouth before pressing him back, into the floor. A forceful swipe of muscle had him inside Hiei's mouth, the tip of his tongue caressing Hiei's. Hiei let Kurama lay him down and slowly pulled the fox down on top of him. Hiei opened his mouth and let Kurama kiss him deeper. He felt Kurama's tongue stroking his and he let out a small whine. One hand stroked Kurama's hair and the other hand gripped the back of Kurama's shirt and pulled him in more. He missed the kitsune. Kurama made a small, comforting noise against him, in response to that whine. His fingers curled into Hiei's hair, grasping softly. He pushed the kiss deeper, sliding his tongue in to taste the insides of Hiei's cheeks, behind his teeth, the roof of his mouth before finally twirling again around his tongue Hiei couldn't stop himself. He let out a soft whimper and pulled Kurama in even more. He had missed Kurama so much, being in his arms again was like rain to a desert. He drank the kiss in clinging to Kurama. His tongue slowly explored the inside of Kurama's mouth like it was the first time. He then swirled his tongue with Kurama's. His skin flushed, and he wrapped his legs around Kurama too. Kurama smiled against him, pulling back to kiss his lips tenderly, shifting into the hold on his waist. Then he tilted his head, kissing his lips again, a little harder. Kurama kissed him a third time, slipping just the tip of his tongue into his mouth. He pulled back again, only to kiss Hiei a fourth time, insinuating himself within his mouth again and this time gliding over Hiei's tongue with tender force, kissing him thoroughly with no chance for a breath until they both couldn't take anymore. By the third kiss Hiei felt like he had melted entirely in Kurama's arms. He let out several small whimpers. The fourth kiss made Hiei's entire body shudder and he pulled Kurama even closer to him. For a moment he thought he had died and gone to heaven. When Kurama pulled back Hiei's skin was flushed and he was almost gasping for air. He clung to Kurama even tighter. "Fuck..." That was as eloquent as Hiei could manage at the moment. Kurama had stolen his breath. Kurama panted down at him, laughing as he caught his breath, eyes shining at him. "Good... enough?" Kurama quipped, leaning back down to nose at Hiei's cheek, humming low in his throat with pleasure and sweetness. Hiei nodded wordlessly squeezing Kurama tighter. His skin flushed brighter and he averted his eyes to hide some of his embarrassment. "I've missed you..." Hiei confessed again. He felt like he had said it way too much. "I know." Kurama said kindly, cupping Hiei's cheek and kissing the one he'd just nosed to. He closed his eyes, just wanting to make Hiei feel better, after all these weeks spent being miserable. "I'm glad you missed me, but I'm sorry it hurt you." Kurama kissed him on the mouth again, light and loving. Hiei sighed softly. "It's for the best." Hiei admitted. When the three of them stormed Yomi's castle, Kurama's ki boost would definitely be needed. "It's the past...and you're here now." Hiei admitted with a smile. "I am." Kurama pulled back to beam down at him, stroking Hiei's cheek with his fingertips and gazing at him affectionately. Hiei pulled Kurama back in for another passionate kiss. This time he slowly nibbled Kurama's bottom lip before sucking on it for a moment. His tongue slowly stroked Kurama's. "Mnh!" It was a bit of a surprise, but Kurama went willingly into it. He made a low groan in the back of his throat at the assertiveness, pushing down against Hiei's mouth and kissing back, but he kept it slow and matching Hiei's pace - for now. Hiei dragged one hand up and down Kurama's back while the other hand massaged Kurama's scalp. Hiei decided to imitate Kurama's kisses from earlier, and use them against the fox. Slowly he continued to kiss Kurama deeper. His tongue slowly licked Kurama's lips. Kurama shuddered quietly at the fingers on his back, grinding his hips down against Hiei as he pressed closer with another deeply approving noise. He was pleasantly surprised to find Hiei mimicking his techniques from earlier, but instead of being blown away by them, he challenged them with different moves. Kurama sank his teeth into Hiei's upper lip and tugged, moving a hand to smooth it down Hiei's front as he thrust playfully against him, again. Hiei was surprised that Kurama was being so bold. When Kurama ground his hips against the youkai Hiei almost froze from excitement. Hiei was determined to show Kurama how much he missed him. Hiei rolled his hips up against Kurama and continued to slowly massage Kurama's scalp. Kurama hummed into Hiei's mouth, not relinquishing his lip and pulling at it again, sliding his hand further until he could dart it up under the hem of Hiei's shirt to find skin. He pushed himself up with one arm and regarded Hiei from above through half-lidded eyes, thrusting again - with purpose this time. Fooling around with Yusuke had increased Hiei's knowledge and confidence. Hiei's skin was flushed but he was going to challenge Kurama at least a little while. Slowly his hand moved down to Kurama's rear. He squeezed it provocatively and arched his hips up against Kurama's at the same time. The movement forced their bodies even closer together. Hiei shut his eyes tightly and barely suppressed a provocative whine. Kurama's eyes darkened, as Hiei grabbed and arched up at him. He leaned into it, shifting to hover his torso over Hiei's and a few strands of red slid off his back to dangle above Hiei's chest as Kurama purred down at him. "You've learned a lot, haven't you?" He announced this in a low voice, thrusting this time by rolling his hips down against Hiei's as that hand under Hiei's shirt climbed higher, fingertips brushing a nipple. "Let me hear it." Kurama coaxed, not liking feeling as though Hiei were suppressing his sounds of pleasure. Hiei smirked up at Kurama. Hiei's hand was still firmly on Kurama's rear, and his other hand was slowly snaking down Kurama's back feeling the more prominent muscles under Kurama's shirt. "Do you want me to show you what I know?" Hiei voice was husky and provocative. He bit his bottom lip and looked up at Kurama. When Kurama's fingertips brushed a nipple, Hiei's breath hitched. Hiei was getting very aroused. Kurama watched him intently, a slow, smug smirk tugging at a corner of his mouth, at the response. He shifted, accommodating Hiei's hands on him effortlessly. "I'd rather drive you speechless, to be quite honest." He flirted back, easily leaning down to kiss Hiei again, also biting at Hiei's bottom lip. Kurama's smirk grew to a grin when Hiei's breath hitched. "Liked that, did you?" He curled his fingers around that same nipple with more focused attention, now, pinching it lightly before rolling it gently with his flattened fingers. Kurama took this moment to push the kiss deeper, snapping at Hiei's tongue playfully before sucking it into his mouth, letting his teeth rake over it. "Do you want to hear the noises? Or do you want me to be quiet?" Hiei teased. When Kurama kissed him, Hiei arched up against Kurama's hips pressing them together. When Kurama gripped a nipple, Hiei's entire body shuddered and he looked up at the kitsune through heavy lids. He couldn't suppress the whine that came out of him. "I want you to be speechless, not mute." Kurama grinned that down at him when he released Hiei's tongue, moving to lean their foreheads together as he palmed Hiei's chest smoothly, before dipping to kiss him chastely, again, murmuring against his lips. "So, by all means, make all the noises you want, and try to speak... I do so enjoy a challenge." Kurama hummed against him, nuzzling to Hiei's cheek lovingly. Hiei grinned up at Kurama. His eyes were getting heavy with lust. Kurama looked so gorgeous and he hadn't done anything with the kitsune in over three weeks. He rolled his hips against Kurama and let out a soft whine. "More." Hiei tried to make it sound commanding, but it sounded more like he was begging. His skin flushed even more. Kurama pulled back to smirk down at him, easily meeting Hiei's roll of his hips. He sat back, hooking his thumbs in the hem of Hiei's shirt and starting to drag it up, keeping eye contact the whole time. "Maybe if you're lucky, you'll get more~" Kurama teased, sliding forward as his hands pulled Hiei's shirt up to his armpits, to kiss Hiei's stomach gently, still watching him. Hiei slowly began to rock his hips against Kurama's. He needed a bit more friction. When Kurama teased him like this he didn't know what to do. He began to get more nervous as he watched Kurama kiss his stomach. His hands slowly moved to stroke the kitsune's hair. Kurama blinked, noting the nervousness, and tilted his head so his cheek would lie on Hiei's stomach, instead. His eyes had softened with concern, hands retreating from Hiei's shirt to gently rub up and down the sides of his ribs. "You want me to stop?" He asked, serious and kind, watching Hiei's face carefully. "No." Hiei whispered. "P-Please don't stop." His voice sounded shaky. Hiei was always a little more vulnerable with Kurama, so he would from time to time get a bit nervous. Hiei moved his hands to Kurama's shoulders unsure of what to do with them. "I want you to..." Kurama's eyes softened, more. "All right." He agreed, abandoning his earlier plans to move into the hold on his shoulders and kiss Hiei's lips sweetly instead, still rubbing warmly at his sides. Hiei leaned up into the kiss and drew Kurama in even tighter. Things seemed to calm down now. Hiei sighed softly leaning back onto the floor. "We should probably clean..." Hiei admitted. Kurama hummed into that kiss, in the back of his throat, shifting to lie over Hiei and nuzzling into his face, affectionately. "In a minute." He agreed, liking the feel of their bodies being so close together. Kurama kept rubbing his palms against Hiei's sides, enjoying the skin-on-skin contact. He dipped his head into Hiei's neck, just taking in the familiar scent there. Once again Hiei had ruined the moment with his nerves. He felt his skin flush again. Kurama's hands on Hiei's sides were getting him too excited again. And then Kurama was sniffing his neck, which of course, excited him more. The kitsune was definitely just being cute. Hiei felt guilty for getting all hot and bothered again. Kurama felt him flush, but kept his actions soothing, trying to get Hiei to enjoy the closeness by desensitizing him to such contact, a bit. They didn't have to try anything, right now. He tried to project that through the mental link they shared; just a sense of encompassing warmth, wanting to surround Hiei with himself completely, the feeling vaguely protective.
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Hiei slowly began to relax into Kurama's arms. One of his hands gradually moved from Kurama's shoulder down to the kitsune's hip. His other softly draped around Kurama's neck. Feeling the warmth through their mental link Hiei definitely wanted more. He shared that thought with Kurama. His mind projected that he wanted to be as close to Kurama as possible and that he couldn't stand the thought of being apart. Kurama nuzzled into his throat when Hiei's arm propped itself around the nape of Kurama's neck, dotting a chaste kiss there. He pressed bodily against Hiei, trying to meet his silent request for closeness. His hands started to rub lower and higher on Hiei's sides, than they had before; trying to desensitize more of his skin. Kurama was pleasantly comfortable and content, and let that pass lazily through their connection, as well. He added a sense of reassurance, in response to Hiei's anxieties about them being apart. Hiei let out a soft sigh, as Kurama continued to massage him, he felt himself becoming more and more comfortable with the closeness and the touching. He relaxed into it. Hiei could feel Kurama's breath against his neck and he felt himself getting hard. His skin flushed again. Kurama was definitely going to notice that. Hiei couldn't help but be a little embarrassed by the idea. Kurama chuckled a little as he felt it, nudging into his throat. "Do you want help with that, or should we go clean?" He asked, simply, tone a little teasing. Hiei looked a little embarrassed. "Help...would be...preferable." Hiei admitted. Hiei's skin got even brighter. "Together..." Hiei wanted Kurama to enjoy himself too after all. Kurama smiled against his neck. "I'll enjoy myself if you do." He murmured, nuzzling again. One hand wandered inward to palm one of Hiei's nipples, warmly, while the other slipped southward. Hiei flushed even more at Kurama's statement. "But...I want to watch you too..." Hiei admitted a little embarrassed. When Kurama palmed his nipple, Hiei shuddered and moaned quietly. "We'll see." Kurama said kindly, leaning to swallow that moan with a lazy kiss. He circled that same nipple with his thumb, while undoing Hiei's pants below, then slipping his hand inside to cup him. "Please..." Hiei whimpered a little before Kurama kissed him. He shuddered again when Kurama began to play with his nipple. His breath hitched again when Kurama cupped him through his underwear. Kurama hummed into Hiei's mouth, kissing him languidly as he started to rub his palm over Hiei's erection. He liked the feel of Hiei shuddering against him, and didn't let up on his chest, either, moving his hand to the other nipple, pinching the nub gently. Hiei almost squealed when Kurama did that. He arched up against Kurama's hand, needing more friction. When Kurama moved to his other nipple Hiei moaned. Kurama put his hips to work, grinding down against Hiei in addition to rubbing him, to give him what he craved. He left Hiei's mouth to latch onto the first nipple, sucking lightly so as not to overwhelm Hiei at first, if he could help it. Hiei keened loudly and then pulled both of his hands up to cover his mouth. He was embarrassed by the sound. Maybe they should go to Yusuke's room so the neighbors couldn't hear them. He projected that thought to Kurama. Hiei suppressed a moan when Kurama began to lick and kiss his nipple. He shuddered. Kurama was comfortable where they were, and projected that back to Hiei. He slowed down slightly, pushing the flat of his tongue over the pert nub, instead, and ground down with less pressure, to make it easier on Hiei. Kurama resisted the urge to go harder, again, when Hiei shuddered against him. That reaction made him instinctively want to add more force. Hiei wasn't sure how he was going to manage all of this. He spread his legs further, to let Kurama grind down against him a little harder. Hiei arched up against Kurama and rolled his hips. When Kurama licked his nipple he moaned loudly. His hand shot to Kurama's back and he clung to the kitsune a little harder. Kurama adjusted himself between Hiei's thighs, thrusting playfully against him, again. He tipped his head to catch that loud moan with his mouth, both hands moving to give attention to Hiei's nipples, but just palming them, for now. Hiei felt like he was going to explode. He tried to control his body. He resisted the urge to roll his hips. He kissed Kurama deeper. As Kurama palmed his nipples he felt a chill go through his body straight to his groin. "Does that feel good?" Kurama teased against Hiei's lips, moving both thumbs to pop over those erect nubs. He ground slowly up against Hiei's cock, pulling back only to do it again. A slow smirk crawled over his face, as he moved to claim Hiei's mouth again, with forceful strokes of his tongue over the sides, tauntingly avoiding Hiei's tongue. Hiei nodded looking up into Kurama's green eyes. He didn't know what to do in this situation. The combination of grinding down against him and then teasing his nipples was having an explosive effect. He didn't want to come in his pants again. He whimpered at the contact and clung to Kurama even harder. "I'm glad." Kurama purred against him, watching Hiei lovingly even as he tortured him. He dropped a kiss on the corner of Hiei's mouth before darting down to claim one nipple, without warning, sucking hard on it even as he snuck the fingers that had been playing with it up with the intent to stick them in Hiei's mouth. Kurama thrust those fingers gently past Hiei's lips, careful not to choke him as he repeated the motion. "Hrm?" Hiei asked curiously. His hands had moved higher up into Kurama's hair. He moaned softly. When Kurama's fingers darted into his mouth Hiei was surprised for a moment, but curiously licked them, and gently sucked them. "If you don't want them there, just turn your head." Kurama murmured against Hiei's chest, breath hot against the wet nipple just next to his mouth. He shifted his hips, grinding down against Hiei again as he pinched his other nipple, lightly. Hiei liked them there. He slowly glided his tongue across the pads of Kurama's fingers and then sucked them into his mouth. When Kurama ground down against him, he keened around the fingers and rolled his hips up to meet the kitsune's. Hiei hummed around Kurama's fingers. "Hmm." Hiei's mouth was talented; Kurama would keep that in mind. He slid the hand on Hiei's nipple down to wriggle under Hiei's underwear, this time, wrapping his fingers around him and starting to pump. Kurama shifted to kiss and nuzzle and breathe at Hiei's neck, instead, enjoying the tight hold in his hair; it was grounding. Hiei inhaled sharply when he felt Kurama grasp his cock. He let out a loud whine when Kurama began to stroke him and kiss and nuzzle his neck. Almost all of his sensitive points were being touched. Hiei continued to suck Kurama's fingers. It was nice, it gave him something to focus on so he did not orgasm too quickly. Kurama hummed into Hiei's throat, sealing his lips around Hiei's pulse and sucking intently there, tonguing it gently. The sharp inhale drew his attention, pleasantly. He wanted more. Hiei's tongue was lovely. Kurama squeezed Hiei's cock in his hand around the tip, then slowly up, with a quick, looser stroke down. Hiei slowly stroked each one of Kurama's fingers with his tongue. He chose to focus on those instead. Even slow kiss and stroke excited Hiei more, he dug his fingers into Kurama's hair. He almost pulled but forced himself to let go. He massaged Kurama's scalp apologetically. Kurama nuzzled to him, warm and content where they were pressed together. "You can pull if you want." He intimated, upping the pace of his pumping. "It doesn't bother me so long as you don't pull them out." Kurama chuckled against Hiei's throat, nuzzling there affectionately as he started to rock his hips lightly into Hiei's, to increase the friction a bit more. His fingers tingled with each stroke of Hiei's tongue. Hiei let out a particularly loud whine and pressed up against Kurama, he was really hard in the kitsune's hand. He sucked on Kurama's fingers with a little more gusto. Hiei looked down at Kurama, he wanted the kitsune to get off too. Slowly one of his hands trailed down the front of Kurama's chest. Kurama easily arched his upper body into that hand trailing down his chest, pushing himself into it as Hiei did. Hiei's mouth on his fingers was turning filthy, and he loved it. Kurama withdrew his fingers to kiss Hiei properly; dirty, with teeth and tongue and playful nips. His damp fingers circled over one of Hiei's abandoned nipples. Hiei's hand traced down to the front of Kurama's pants and slowly dipped in grasping the kitsune's cock. Hiei moaned into the kiss and kissed Kurama passionately. He let Kurama control the kiss and slowly began to stroke Kurama. "Hiei." Kurama gasped that approvingly into Hiei's mouth, thrusting into Hiei's hand even as Kurama continued to pump him. The contact made him lightheaded with pleasure, but he held on, kissing back with force and abandon. Hiei moaned into Kurama's mouth and used his free hand to pull them closer together. Hiei moaned against Kurama. "Can I taste you?" Having Kurama's fingers in his mouth, made Hiei want to try something else. "It's up to you." Kurama intoned, somewhat breathless. He'd had it done to him before, of course, but not in this body yet. That reminded him, and he huffed a laugh. "I might not last long, though. Especially since you and Yusuke have been practicing without me." He teased, stealing a quick, flirty kiss. Hiei chuckled darkly. "I won't last long either..." He admitted. "I've missed you too much." His skin flushed and he slowly kissed his way down Kurama's navel. Slowly he pulled down Kurama's leggings before he nuzzled the package in Kurama's boxers. Kurama's eyes softened, and he turned slowly onto his back, to make it easier for Hiei. He stroked Hiei's cheeks as he sat up, gently kissing the back of Hiei's head as Hiei nuzzled his groin. "I've missed you, as well." Kurama admitted, voice tender and almost inaudible. "Even though I don't remember much... it still feels, somehow, like it's been an incredibly long time..." He mused. "Too long." Hiei smirked up at Kurama. Slowly Hiei pulled down the waistband of Kurama's boxers. Once his cock sprang free Hiei felt nervous. Yusuke had done this sort of thing a lot more than he had. Hiei slowly swirled his tongue along the tip of Kurama's cock and contemplated the taste, before pulling Kurama's entire length into his mouth. It took him a moment to suppress his gag reflex. He wrapped his hands around Kurama's hips and slowly began to move his head up and down. As Hiei moved his saliva began to ease the slow slide of Kurama's cock in and out of his mouth. Kurama lay back to give Hiei more room to work, not wanting to accidentally push or pressure him. He watched Hiei's face as Hiei's eyes were fastened down below, and felt a surge to reassure him. There wasn't much Kurama could do, however, as he jerked back onto the floor as Hiei's tongue touched him, needing to clench his eyes shut to master himself. He panted, softly, trying to regain control. Then Hiei took him in and Kurama couldn't help but cry out in surprise at the suddenness, as well as the pleasure, breathing fast and excited. Filthy, half-aborted, choked noises and gasps eeked out of his throat as his head whipped back and forth, while he writhed. It was too good; this was ridiculous. Kurama tried not to thrust up into Hiei's mouth, even though Hiei's hands were on his hips, but it made him literally quiver with the effort of holding still. Hiei's eyes darted up to Kurama's expression. The fox's face was contorted in pleasure. Hiei hummed around the shaft in his mouth. He released Kurama's cock for a moment to look up at the fox. Strings of saliva and precome trail after him as he smirks up at the kitsune. Hiei's hand pumped Kurama while the youkai caught his breath. Hiei noticed a milky bead of precome at the tip and swiped his tongue across it, before taking all of Kurama's cock into his mouth. Hiei was determined to watch the kitsune come undone. He relaxed his throat and began to bob his head up and down. Slowly he built up to a frenzied pace intending to mercilessly rip an orgasm out of the kitsune. Hiei's tongue licked the underside of Kurama's shaft whenever Hiei moved. Kurama heaved a breath in when Hiei released him, hazed eyes slivering open to stare down at him, mouth slightly slack as he caught his breath. Hiei's cheeks were flushed and his lips were red and shiny. And what those lips had just been doing... Kurama shuddered as Hiei started to pump him, slowly blinking as he tried to watch Hiei's face despite the fog of pleasure. And then Hiei was going again and Kurama couldn't fight that frenzied pace, soft moans giving way to more guttural ones as he drew closer. His hips started to thrust himself quickly into Hiei's mouth, chasing the crest of pleasure. "Hieiii...!" Kurama shrieked out as it hit him, too soon, still thrusting through it as he shuddered, back bowing as he came completely apart at the seams. It gradually petered out to slower thrusts, Kurama seizing up with each aftershock, punctuating them with soft grunts from deep in his throat even as they diminished. Hiei could tell when Kurama was about to orgasm. He relaxed his throat and swallowed. Slowly he let Kurama's shaft slide out of his mouth and looked back up at the kitsune. Hiei couldn't help but beam with pride. He slowly slid Kurama's shaft back into his boxers and leggings. Kurama was a bit of a neat freak so Hiei was glad he hadn't made too much of a mess. Hiei cuddled up against Kurama's hip. Kurama swept his hands over Hiei's shoulders, drawing him close as he regained his breath. "Were you always so good at that?" He mumbled, lifting his head up for a kiss, currently too exhausted to try for more. "Or is this body just that sensitive? Or both?" Kurama hummed, dazedly. Hiei curled up into Kurama's arms and nodded. He was glad Kurama enjoyed it. Hiei was a bit surprised that this was the first time Kurama got one in this body. Yusuke really loved showing off his prowess at every available opportunity. Hiei scooted up and slowly nuzzled Kurama's chest. "It's your turn, isn't it?" Kurama murmured, nosing to Hiei's hair and shifting his hips, to try to give Hiei some friction. "What would you like, dear?" He slipped his hands down Hiei's back, smoothing over his shirt. Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama. He was unsure what he wanted to do. "Anything you want." Hiei whispered cuddling closer to Kurama. Kurama slid his hands to cup Hiei's rear, massaging gently as he murmured against him. "What do you want, hm? Tell me~?" Kurama kissed his cheek, tenderly. Hiei flushed at the statement. "I'd like you to be my first...later..." Hiei almost teased. There would be plenty of time for sex later. "Today...anything as long as I'm close to you." Hiei whispered. "Naturally later, sweet." Kurama assured, nosing to his cheek and kissing it again. He ducked his head to start mouthing at Hiei's neck, pulling him closer. Kurama kept one hand on Hiei's ass, and slipped the other forward to dip into Hiei's pants and start pumping him, again. Hiei let out a soft moan as Kurama slowly began to pump him again. He leaned into the kitsune's arms. The hand on his ass and the kisses on his neck excited him even more. "That's right." Kurama cooed, sealing his lips over Hiei's pulse and sucking lightly, before moving on to another spot. "Let me hear how much you like it." Kurama hissed this against his neck between open-mouthed kisses, pulling Hiei by the hold on him more into each pump, as it happened. Hiei arched up into Kurama's touch. At Kurama's commands Hiei struggled to suppress more lewd noises. The noises ended up coming out anyway, and echoing across the living room. Hiei let out a loud whine when Kurama kissed a very sensitive spot. Kurama latched onto that spot, wanting to draw a more dramatic sound from him. The sounds were incredibly arousing, but Kurama focused on Hiei's pleasure, this time. He pumped faster, making a soft noise against Hiei's throat, trying to encourage him to release more. Kurama moved to hold Hiei around the small of his back, arm hooking there to drag him up and closer. Hiei could feel something building up inside of him. He shut his eyes tightly and began to slowly thrust his hips into Kurama's hand. He let out several whimpers, each a little louder than the last before he contained himself. He brought one of his hands up to his mouth in an attempt to stifle his loud noises. Kurama moved to nuzzle at that hand over Hiei's mouth, biting Hiei's knuckles gently. "Let me hear you." He nearly begged, squeezing Hiei's cock in his hand and upping the pace, again. Kurama watched him, eyes full of affection as he pulled Hiei as close as he could manage, with the arm around his waist. He pressed his lips to the back of that hand, reassuringly loving. At Kurama's insistence Hiei wrapped his arms around the kitsune again. Hiei increased the rhythm and the pressure of his thrusts into Kurama's hand as he shuddered with the force of his desire. "Kurama!" Hiei whined. Hot come splashes on Kurama's hand. Each spurt makes a mess across Kurama's knuckles. Hiei clings to Kurama even tighter as the aftershocks make his hips twitch even more. Kurama nosed to Hiei as he came, dotting his face with kisses, drinking in his shudders and the sound of his name, like that, on Hiei's lips. He held him securely with one arm, throughout, pumping him through the aftershocks to make them last as long as possible. Kurama snagged Hiei's lips in a messy kiss as Hiei began to calm. Hiei struggled to catch his breath but finally relaxed into Kurama's arms. As soon as Hiei caught his breath Kurama was kissing him and Hiei eagerly responded. Kurama was positively glowing after this. Kurama hummed into the kiss, then sat up, hoisting Hiei into his arms. "A bath, I think." He murmured, kissing Hiei's cheek as he stood, managing to get upright without dropping him; it was easier than before the attacks had started, for some reason. Kurama dismissed it, and headed for the bathroom. Hiei was a little surprised at how effortlessly Kurama scooped him up. All the new muscles definitely weren't for show. Hiei kissed Kurama and cuddled even closer. A bath sounded good. He was a little embarrassed that he had made so much of a mess. Kurama hummed into the kiss, carrying Hiei all the way to the bathroom effortlessly. He set him down on the counter and placed his hands on Hiei's hips, leaning in to kiss him sweetly, again. Hiei smiled and kissed Kurama again. They were right near the mirror. Hiei still had his arms around Kurama, when he pointed to the mirror. It was obvious Kurama had gotten more muscular and the leggings he was wearing flattered his even more pronounced butt perfectly. Kurama blinked at him, looking over his shoulder. All he took note of was that they were still dressed, and turned back to Hiei with a huff, nuzzling his cheek. "Yes, yes, all right, I won't waste time then." Kurama almost sounded slightly pouty about it, but pulled back all the same, starting to shuck off his leggings, then pull off the white T-shirt over his head. "Your body has changed." Hiei smiled at Kurama and pulled off his sweater. "Do you notice now?" Hiei was surprised that Kurama didn't seem to immediately notice. His T-shirt dropped to the floor, and Kurama blinked at Hiei, again, tilting his head slightly. He ran a hand over his now-more-toned stomach, idly. "Well, I suppose it's a bit more like my youko form." He admitted, then shrugged. "Honestly, they're both the same to me. Perhaps this one's simply changed a bit to be more like my original form. The only difference I've really noticed, is my muscles seem to have become more like my demon form: they don't require a lot of work to keep up, and are harder to lose." Kurama added, dryly. He'd been out-of-shape, before, after all, and now was in perfect form; it was slightly unsettling, but understandable. He stepped out of his boxers and headed for the showerhead, pulling out a stool to sit upon as he started to wash. Hiei pulled off his pants and his socks and sat on the stool next to Kurama. He slowly began to soap himself up. Hiei hadn't noticed that Kurama was out of shape before. He always found the redhead lovely. "That would make sense." "Indeed." Kurama watched Hiei out of the corner of his eye, and sprayed him playfully in the face with the showerhead when Hiei was only half-sudsy. Hiei jumped when he was sprayed. Hiei had a bucket full of water that he was going to use to rinse himself off. He splashed some of it at the kitsune with a grin. Kurama blinked the water out of his eyes, catching a faceful, from the bucket. He narrowed his eyes, playfully, and leaned over Hiei with the still-running showerhead, with a vaguely threatening smile. Hiei grinned at Kurama holding the bucket still. This looked like a situation of mutually assured destruction. Hiei intended to help Kurama wash his back earlier. Kurama abruptly dropped the showerhead and grabbed Hiei around the face, kissing that grin, suddenly. Hiei's eyes widened and he dropped the bucket spilling the water on the floor. He wrapped his arms around Kurama and kissed him back. Kurama pouted, when Hiei dropped the bucket, ruining his grand scheme. He sighed dramatically into the kiss, lamenting the trick he'd been about to play. "I suppose I should've expected that." He added, murmuring ruefully, but cradled Hiei's cheeks in his palms, anyway, keeping close. Hiei's eyes widened. Was Kurama kissing him as an excuse to splash him? "Oh...I thought you just wanted to kiss me....?" Hiei's foot was touching the shower head. He was going to get Kurama for this one. "It's fine." Kurama heaved, sounding long-suffering, and pulled Hiei to his chest, tucking him under his chin. "I'll survive." He postured, still melodramatic. Hiei's hand could reach the shower head now. "Oh..." Hiei whispered, still nuzzled into Kurama's chest. He grabbed the shower head, pointed it at Kurama and sprayed. Kurama sputtered, caught off guard. "When did you - " He laughed, unable to help it. So ridiculous! Hiei laughed at Kurama so hard that he snorted a little. "I needed revenge." Hiei joked. "I hadn't even done anything yet!" Kurama complained through the stream of water, eyes shut against it as he kept Hiei close to his chest. He was grinning, though. Hiei had caught himself in the crossfire but grinned anyway. "Only because I foiled your plan." Hiei laughed again. They were both soaked now. Kurama pouted, once more. "Well, yes." He sighed. "I'll just have to be sneakier, next time." He mused. Hiei laughed and used the shower head to rinse the rest of his soap off. "Can I wash your back?" Hiei offered politely . Kurama raised an eyebrow, at that. "If you like? Why so polite." He teased, leaning to peck Hiei's wet nose, tenderly. Hiei smiled up at Kurama. "I washed your back last time we bathed together..." Hiei explained. "I thought it was customary." "You don't need to ask, with me." Kurama nuzzled at Hiei's cheek, kissing his mouth lightly. "No need for such politeness, my dear." Hiei smiled up at Kurama and began to soap him up. His body was definitely more muscular than before. He slowly scrubbed Kurama's skin. Kurama gathered his hair up off his neck with one hand and leaned into Hiei's fingers, relaxing against him. Once Hiei was done he used the shower head to spray off the remaining soap suds and planted a kiss on Kurama's back. Kurama leaned more into that, for a moment, before turning to smile at Hiei, letting his hair fall back down onto his back. "Want me to do yours?" "Yes." Hiei nodded in agreement and shifted his stool so he was next to Kurama. Something about Kurama's recent smile made him extra gorgeous. "We should...do this more." Hiei commented. Hiei enjoyed taking baths with Kurama and lately he'd missed the kitsune so much. "Certainly." Kurama agreed easily, going to soap up Hiei's back, humming softly under his breath as he did so. He didn't quite notice he was making noise. Hiei relaxed into Kurama's hands. "What are you humming?" Hiei asked. His voice was curious. "Hm?" Kurama blinked; the humming stopped, naturally. "Nothing?" He retorted, sounding just as curious. He finished lathering up Hiei's back and started to rinse him off. "It was nice." Hiei admitted. Once Kurama was almost done rinsing he turned to look at the fox. "Shall we get in the tub then?" Kurama beamed at him, warmly. "Mm. Let's." He rose, stepping around Hiei carefully so as not to slip, shifting to slide into the bathwater, then scooting over to allow Hiei room to get in, as well. Hiei slowly climbed into the tub with Kurama. Luckily there was enough space for both of them to really stretch out and enjoy each other's company. He slowly cuddled up into Kurama's arms. Kurama wrapped Hiei up in his arms, close to his chest, resting his chin on Hiei's shoulder and letting his eyes slip shut, as he relaxed into the warm water and closeness. Hiei sighed softly and nuzzled Kurama's chest. He thought for a moment. "Yusuke could fit in here too." He commented. Why had the three of them never taken a bath together like this? Kurama nodded, mind drifting back to the den they'd stayed in, in Makai; the one with the hot spring. "He could. It's a lovely idea, although I'd almost prefer my den, for that. More space." He explained. Hiei thought for a moment. He liked the idea of them all cozy in this tub, but the hot springs in Makai sounded a lot nicer. "Yusuke was complaining about needing a vacation." Hiei suggested with a smirk. Maybe after they killed Yomi they could all hole up in Kurama's den for a little while. "Mm. I'd think you both would deserve it, after what I've put you through." Kurama chuckled, hugging Hiei a little tighter. His voice was vaguely self-deprecating, and slightly sad. Hiei cuddled closer to Kurama. "It's in the past." Hiei leaned up and kissed Kurama again. "Neither of us are upset." Hiei clarified. "Mm, I know." Kurama leaned into that kiss, sighing. "Doesn't stop me from feeling guilty over it." There was still a shadow behind his eyes. "I know." Hiei whispered. "There's no need to feel guilty." Hiei reached out and softly stroked his hair. "You both suffered because of me." Kurama sobbed a laugh; he wasn't crying, although his gaze was still sad. He leaned slightly into Hiei's fingers, keeping him close. Hiei slowly ran his hand down Kurama's chest and paused over a scar. "And you've suffered because of me..." Hiei responded running his hands over it gently. This was the scar Kurama had from their fight. Kurama sighed, pressing his body into that hand, closing his eyes. "I chose to jump between you, that day." He said, quietly. "It was my own fault." "Well if you hadn't jumped between us...I would've killed Yusuke..." Hiei admitted looking up at Kurama. Hiei continued to slowly trace the scar with his fingers. "Perhaps." Kurama admitted, keeping his eyes shut. He rested his cheek against Hiei's hair, sighing again. Hiei began to trace his hands over Kurama's scars. The ones from fighting Genbu. The ones from the Dark Tournament. Kurama pressed into Hiei's hands, pulling him closer by the arms over his shoulders and dipping to hide his face in Hiei's neck. "I'm rather good at attracting stomach wounds, aren't I?" Kurama's voice was faintly muffled. Hiei chucked darkly. "You attract stomach wounds and 'emotionally stunted demons.'" Hiei quoted Yusuke. "I'm sure you don't mean yourself." Kurama kidded back, nuzzling at him. Hiei nuzzled Kurama again cuddling closer. "Of course not..." Hiei said sarcastically. He leaned in and pressed his forehead to Kurama's "Mm. Good. Because you're not emotionally stunted." Kurama nosed in to give him a kiss. Hiei chuckled darkly and leaned in to kiss Kurama. As their lips meant he hummed into the kiss. Kurama relaxed a bit, drawing Hiei as close as he could, sighing against his mouth. Hiei slowly broke the kiss when he heard his stomach grumble. They hadn't eaten in quite a while. "We should probably eat again..." Hiei admitted. "And clean the guest room, remember." Kurama heaved a weightier sigh, leaning their foreheads together. He was feeling lazy, though. Hiei chuckled. The idea of leaving this warm bath wasn't something he wanted to do either. He scooted even closer to Kurama. "Maybe just a little longer in here then..." "Are you skimming my thoughts again." Kurama accused, playfully quiet. He nosed at Hiei's cheek, a bit. "Of course not." Hiei said nuzzling Kurama. He shifted in Kurama's lap again. "If you say so~" Kurama hummed easily, pressing another kiss to Hiei's cheek. Hiei leaned in and placed another passionate kiss on Kurama's lips. Kurama sighed into that, relaxing slightly and opened his mouth a bit; giving Hiei the chance to take control, since Hiei had initiated. Kurama was feeling lazy, and a bit curious to see what Hiei would do, on his own. Hiei slowly swirled his tongue around the inside of Kurama's mouth, before stroking Kurama's tongue with his own. Kurama nuzzled back at Hiei, returning those motions lightly before pulling back and murmuring against Hiei's cheek. "I think that's enough for now." He intimated, softly. They'd had their fun, earlier. Now, it would be nice just to relax, before gearing up to clean the guest room and whatever else they could, before Yusuke came home from work. Kurama pulled Hiei close, again, hoping he wouldn't feel rejected. "Alright." Hiei agreed. Hiei was beginning to feel a little tired again. He slowly nuzzled Kurama's neck and dozed off for a moment.
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Kurama held him securely as Hiei dozed, enjoying the warmth of the water. After they had soaked together for a while, he noticed Hiei's fingers were starting to wrinkle, and gently nudged him with his nose, kissing his cheek, voice only a whisper. "We should get out now. Do you know when Yusuke is due to be home?" Hiei slowly opened his eyes when Kurama nuzzled him. He nodded, but was so comfortable in Kurama's arms. "He said this evening...so probably 6...?" Hiei thought for a moment. "We should get out and clean up, then." Kurama sighed into his hair, starting to shift, reluctantly. "Your fingers have become pruny, as well. I think you're at your limit." He teased, softly. Hiei wished there was a way that Kurama could still carry him and get out of the tub at the same time. Feeling Kurama shift under him, he slowly climbed out of the tub and grabbed a towel to dry himself off, and a different towel for Kurama. Kurama stretched his limbs to their furthest extent when Hiei left the bath, then relaxed with a sigh and stood, carefully climbing out. He blinked, at spotting Hiei with two towels, and smiled as he was handed one. Hiei was being very sweet, indeed. Kurama sent him a warm smile of gratitude before starting to pat at his hair, drying that first. He was quite unconcerned at being completely naked, water dripping off his body. Hiei slowly began to dry off his skin. Once he was done, he wrapped the towel around his waist. He wanted to lounge around in it for a moment, before he put on his dry clothes. He slowly opened the door and headed back to Yusuke's room to grab some clean clothes. He carried his dirty clothes out with him. He knew it annoyed Yusuke when he left his shit around. Kurama wandered out after he'd dried off, mimicking Hiei by taking his clothes out as well, curiously following Hiei as though he would lead Kurama to the dirty clothes hamper. Belatedly, Kurama recalled Hiei saying some of his clothes were in Yusuke's room, as well; so it wouldn't seem so odd, that he was following. That was fortunate. As soon as Hiei was in Yusuke's room he flung the towel into the hamper and pulled on some clothes. They weren't really planning on doing anything so Hiei put on a black t-shirt and the bat pajama bottoms that Yusuke had got him. They were meant to be a joke, but they were comfortable so Hiei would put up with it...for now. Kurama grinned a little, at the bat pajamas, forcibly reminded of the fox ones. He tossed his towel after Hiei's, then slipped up behind Hiei to wrap him in his arms, holding him close to his chest as Kurama curved forward over him, chin resting in his hair. "Are the fox bottoms still around here, somewhere? Perhaps we should match." Kurama suggested, amused at the thought of what Yusuke would say if he walked in the door to them both dressed like that. Hiei chuckled darkly, and gestured to the dresser. "Yusuke cleared out a drawer for us." Hiei didn't really understand the significance, but Yusuke made a big deal out of it. Keiko also had a drawer where she kept her things when she came over. "Our clothes are in there." "Hm." Kurama digested this information, absently pressing a kiss to Hiei's temple as he drew away, heading for the dresser to pull out the bottoms; still light blue, with little foxes all over them. There was a white T-shirt in there, too. He smiled at the thoughtfulness, and tugged that on, as well. Kurama opened Keiko's drawer and borrowed a hairtie, pulling his red locks up into a high ponytail before turning to regard Hiei with a brilliant smile. "What's first, to clean?" Kurama had ended up dozing, as well, feeling lazy after doing so much work. When Yusuke opened the door he perked up, bit, blinking back to wakefulness. As Yusuke walked through the door the place was spotless, and Kurama and Hiei were lounging on the couch. They were both wearing the pajamas he had gotten them. Hiei was sleepily curled up in Kurama's lap. Yusuke smiled. "Wow!" Yusuke exclaimed. "You must have been busy!" Hiei opened one eye, visibly annoyed that Yusuke had disturbed his nap. "Awww...what's with the sour face, ya grump?" Hiei rolled his eyes at Yusuke's cheerful expression. By the time Yusuke had taken to harassing Hiei, Kurama's face had softened into a beautiful smile. "Well, hello." Kurama's eyes beckoned Yusuke over, having missed him all day. Yusuke's eyes sparkled when he realized they were both wearing the pajamas he'd picked for them. When he saw Kurama's smile he sprang over to the two of them almost immediately. Both of them were in his arms in seconds. Hiei looked irritated but relaxed into Yusuke's embrace. Hiei was really tired and he had spent the entire day with Kurama. He decided that he should probably give the two of them some alone time. Yusuke playfully ruffled his hair. "Aww...you two match!" Yusuke smiled affectionately, moving his arm up so it was draped across Kurama's shoulder. Hiei snorted and climbed out of Kurama's lap. "I'm tired." Hiei announced. "Awww! You always sleep so much. You didn't even give me a 'welcome home' kiss." Yusuke teased. "Hn." Hiei snorted heading for Yusuke's bedroom door. "We love you too." Yusuke snickered after Hiei, as he went. Hiei closed the door behind him and curled up in Yusuke's bed wrapping the covers around himself. He was out like a light almost immediately. "Let me take care of that, then." Kurama offered sweetly, cupping Yusuke's face in both hands to kiss him gently. He sent a wave of affection and gratitude towards Hiei for letting them be alone. Kurama didn't pass on the thought, however, of feeling the need to make up for his behavior over the past three weeks; now with Yusuke, as well. He sensed Hiei was settled more, after all day spent either cleaning or cuddling, so wasn't as worried about Hiei, at this point. "Mm." Yusuke purred into the kiss wrapping his arms around Kurama. Kurama pulled back after just a few moments, keeping it chaste, and putting a hand on the back of Yusuke's head to pull him so Yusuke could rest his forehead on Kurama's shoulder. He sighed, softly, into Yusuke's ear. "I apologize for causing you such trouble." Kurama murmured, sadly. Yusuke was surprised by Kurama's apology. "Oh!" Yusuke's expression softened. "There's no need to apologize. You have no control over that." Yusuke hugged Kurama tighter. "Besides, you're all good now." Yusuke smiled. "Hm." Kurama hedged. "You still suffered, so I'm sorry." He insisted in a low tone, somewhat stubborn. Kurama's other hand slipped around Yusuke's waist. Yusuke rolled his eyes. "It's fine, and plus the place is clean so we're all good." Yusuke responded. "Hmph. You're far too forgiving..." Kurama wasn't quite sure why, but something felt out of sync, with Yusuke. He couldn't place why he abruptly felt rather awkward for even bringing it up, yet simultaneously irritated Yusuke was brushing his apology off, so easily. "Oh! You're probably starving!" Yusuke realized suddenly. "What did you want for dinner?" He had been so distracted by Kurama and Hiei in matching pajamas that he almost forgot. "It's fine." Kurama said softly. He didn't want to let go, but if Yusuke moved to get up Kurama wouldn't hinder him. Everything was so easy with Hiei... why did he feel like this, right now? "Are you sure?" Yusuke asked. Now that he was in Kurama's arms he didn't really want to move again. It had been a while. "It's your apartment, Yusuke." Kurama gently needled at him, attempting humor, but his heart wasn't in it. "I guess...the truth is...I want to ask questions because I don't know everything...." Yusuke explained awkwardly. "...but I don't want to put my foot in my mouth...and upset you." Kurama sighed, closing his eyes and vaguely irritated to be tiptoed around. "Just ask them." Kurama granted, sounding faintly impatient to get this over with. Yusuke paused for a moment. "Is it possible that this sort of thing could happen again? If it does...how do you want me to take care of you...? I'm sorry...I just felt so helpless...and I wished I could do more...for you." Kurama sighed again, this one edged with annoyance. "I don't know, Yusuke." Kurama nearly snapped at him. "And if you're going to ask how you 'want to take care of me', be clear." Kurama stated, pointedly. Yusuke flinched a little at Kurama's irritation. "Why are you snapping at me? I'm just trying to make sure I'm prepared because last time I didn't know what to do and it really stressed me out...I had to rely entirely on Hiei and Genkai's advice. I asked you for your input because I'm trying to be good at this whole boyfriend thing! What good am I if I can't even take care of you!?" "Some things you can't prepare for!" Kurama shot back at him, starting to lean back so he could show Yusuke how unamused he was, eyes narrowed slightly. "Like this! And clearly you handled it just fine if I'm fine now, so why is this bothering you so much?!" He was bristling, for some reason; Kurama didn't understand why he was reacting this way. He wanted something else, but it felt far out of reach, now. "Hiei had to emotionally support both of us, and I want to do better in the future for both of you!" Yusuke shouted. At that moment Yusuke's bedroom door swung open. "I'm trying to sleep. You're both arguing over a stupid miscommunication. Kiss and make up already." Hiei rolled his eyes. "Bite me, ya gremlin!" Yusuke shouted back. "I already did. If you need help remembering take your shirt off and look in the mirror." Yusuke couldn't help but flush at Hiei's droll statement. Guilt at waking Hiei and anger at Yusuke warred for a moment in Kurama's eyes, until they shuttered completely. The reminder that he'd been left out was too jarring for him to deal with, so suddenly, and Kurama moved to stand, shoving Yusuke off onto the couch beside him. "I'm going for a walk." Kurama declared briskly, making for the door and grabbing one of Yusuke's coats for himself. Kurama couldn't stand another moment here; it felt like he hadn't gone out in forever. Besides, if Hiei and Yusuke got along so well without him - what, really, was Kurama doing here at all? "Kurama! Wait!" Yusuke reached out to grab his wrist and missed. Hiei was across the room in a second and blocking the door. "You can't go out in that form." Hiei stated. Yusuke jumped up and was on Kurama's other side. "Your face was plastered all over the news two weeks ago, everyone will think you came back from the dead or something!" Yusuke shouted. "Stop raising your voice, Yusuke." Hiei snarled. Kurama's hackles rose, and he snapped at them both, feeling penned in. He didn't like it. "Then I won't." His green eyes glowed, something manifesting, and abruptly Kurama's face didn't look like his face, anymore. It was generic, plain, but believably human; his hair cropped short and brown, eyes now dark and common. He didn't seem to notice what he'd done, too angry to think about it, and shoved past Hiei to open the door, storming out into the hall and pulling the coat on with distracted aggravation. Yusuke cursed loudly. "Fuck!" Yusuke was startled by Kurama's sudden change. When Kurama shoved past Hiei, Yusuke snapped a little more. "Why are you being like this!?" Hiei looked surprised at the sudden shift in Kurama's face. Hiei knew it just was an illusion, but it was really convincing; he was stunned. Kurama was gone a second later and Hiei looked fairly upset. Kurama had certainly mastered his illusion abilities. "What the fuck was that!?" Yusuke shouted at Hiei. "Kitsune are masters of illusion." Hiei took off after Kurama. Yusuke followed. Kurama heard their footsteps behind him but held his anger in until they were away from the apartment; then he rounded on them, eyes afire. They'd ended up in a small park. "Why bother following me?!" Kurama almost growled, feeling hurt but still trying desperately not to say something he'd regret. Something like how what did it matter if he killed himself in the attempt to destroy Yomi, since Hiei and Yusuke got along so well without Kurama around to worry about. "I know you're just reacting like this because you're upset because you missed out on some things, and you're irritated because you're anxious." Yusuke explained. Kurama's eyes hollowed of their anger when Yusuke called him out. "Think about it for a second. I miss out on shit too. That necklace that you wear. You have it because Hiei loves you so much more than he loves me." Hiei became defensive, at that. "That's not-!" Hiei paused for a moment. "You two always wait until I'm asleep because you don't want to include me." Hiei said sadly. Hiei's words made Kurama sink to his knees. Yusuke sighed. "The point is we all have to work on this shit together." Kurama stared dully at his hands on the ground, between his knees; still not realizing the illusion he was casting. It flickered. "If I hurt you both so much without even trying, what's the point?" Kurama admitted, not looking up and tone sounding dead. Yusuke closed the distance between himself and Kurama and embraced him. "Just because you piss me off sometimes, doesn't mean I don't love you. I know my jealousy is ridiculous and all in my head..." Yusuke laughed. "...right now Hiei may have more romantic feelings toward you, but I'll catch up....and Hiei has no idea that we just read poetry and dance when he's asleep." A few moments later Hiei's arms were wrapped around Kurama, too. "I heard that..." Hiei whispered softly. Kurama slumped into Yusuke's arms, limply. He sighed, chin propped on Yusuke's shoulder. "And now you've given me away..." Kurama lamented mournfully, hiding his face in Yusuke's shoulder now, and reaching out a hand to latch onto Hiei, blindly. The other hand was tightly gripping Yusuke's shirt. "Look...things seem really bad now because we are all stressed out." Yusuke softly began to rub circles onto Kurama's back. Hiei nuzzled into Kurama's shirt. Yusuke paused for a moment. "We should go back inside. I'd like to cuddle the real you." Hiei nodded in agreement. "I can see through it with my Jagan...but it is...convincing....disturbingly so." Kurama pulled back, blinking at them both. "What are you talking about?" Kurama glanced between them slowly, looking confused. Yusuke pulled out his cellphone and turned on the front facing camera and held it up so Kurama could see. "Uhhh..." "Oh!" Kurama's eyes widened; they looked brown to him. He lifted a hand to his face, poking it, and ran a hand through the short hair - no, it still felt long, just appeared short. The length and redness simply weren't visible. How intriguing. "I did this?" Kurama sounded curious. "When?" He blinked at Yusuke, shifting his focus off the phone screen. "When you got mad and stormed off." Yusuke explained. "You look like a generic 40-something salaryman working a dead end job and a failing marriage with no vacation right now. I can't see through the illusion at all." Hiei rolled his eyes. "I can see through it with the Jagan." Yusuke sighed. "Can we go back inside so you can change back?" Kurama chuckled, and moved one hand to take Yusuke's, putting it where there was no hair visible, on Kurama's shoulder, but hair still tangible. He grinned, having just a bit of fun. "It's all still there, underneath." Kurama teased. Yusuke gasped and tugged a little. "You're right!" Yusuke realized he pulled too hard for a second. "Sorry!" He apologized quickly. Kurama winced, then sighed. He sent Yusuke a droll look. "I suppose I deserved that, anyway." Kurama deadpanned, a small, self-deprecating smile sneaking onto his face. Hiei chuckled at the situation. "I'd kiss you but you look like one of my mom's old boyfriends...so it's a little strange." Yusuke laughed. Hiei could see through the illusion so he leaned in and kissed Kurama on the cheek. "Ah. That's so weird! Let's go back inside so you can turn back! Besides you'll both get your match pajamas dirty!" Kurama pouted, and leaned into Hiei's kiss, eyes pleading fetchingly at Yusuke. "Don't you love me no matter what I look like?" Kurama wondered wistfully, lower lip jutting out even more. The illusion no doubt seemed even more disturbing, now. "Yes but....gahhh...!" Yusuke grumbled. "It's so weird." Yusuke leaned in and kissed Kurama. When he closed his eyes Kurama felt normal enough. Kurama hummed into that, proud of him. He cupped his hands on Yusuke's cheeks and deepened the kiss, motions sensual and languid. Yusuke kissed him for a little longer before breaking the kiss and opening his eyes. "Ok...that kiss got me hard, but I really don't like this illusion." Yusuke admitted. Hiei laughed. Kurama beamed at Yusuke, and focused a bit. He thought of something else, and tried to see if the illusion would mirror it. "Is this better?" Kurama asked playfully in a more feminine tone, blinking abruptly blue eyes at Yusuke, hair long and golden, face young and European-seeming. There were also what looked like breasts, but if Yusuke would try, it would still be only Kurama's flat chest. "Gah!" Yusuke jumped back. "Why is your shirt so low cut!?" Hiei laughed. Yusuke glared at him. "I guess this is how so many human men ended up married to kitsune." Hiei joked. Kurama grinned, moving forward to link his arms behind Yusuke's neck and purring at him. "I think I'm going to enjoy this ability." Kurama hummed, amused, and moved to kiss Yusuke's cheek, then pulled back. "Surely this form is comely enough for another kiss, yes?" Kurama fluttered long eyelashes at him, teasing shamelessly. Yusuke flushed. Hiei raised an eyebrow and shrugged. Yusuke wasn't really into blondes. "Will you go inside if I give you another kiss?" Yusuke leaned in and kissed Kurama. "There. Let's go now." "Hm, all right." Kurama obliged easily, adjusting his appearance so he was a less flashy, mousey Japanese young woman with glasses, now. He linked elbows with Yusuke and leaned on him as they walked, playing the part of a lover. Kurama glanced over his shoulder at Hiei, to be sure he was still with them. Yusuke rolled his eyes and Hiei grabbed Kurama's other hand. As soon as they were back inside the apartment, Yusuke laughed again. "Just promise me you won't ever turn into someone we know and fool me." Kurama dismissed the illusion, now that he had more of a handle on where it was coming from, and looked mockingly insulted. "Yusuke!" Kurama cried, dramatic. "I would never." The kitsune vowed, abruptly solemn, but his green eyes yet sparkled with mischief. Yusuke laughed. "Fine...but if you to turn into someone else the prank better be hilarious." Hiei laughed at Yusuke's expression, then yawned again, still exhausted. "Kurama...we should go cuddle with him and make sure he falls asleep." "Yes." Kurama moved over to usher Hiei ahead of him, bending to kiss his temple as they walked, with a soft murmur. "I'm sorry for waking you, dear." Hiei yawned and Yusuke thought it was adorable. He followed Kurama and Hiei into his bedroom. Hiei climbed into bed and waited for the two of them go get on either side. Kurama clambered in after Hiei, putting an arm over his waist and nuzzling into his hair as he lay down behind him. Yusuke climbed into bed a few seconds later and wrapped his arms around the both of them. Kurama shifted into that, peering at Yusuke over Hiei's head with a small, apologetic smile. Hiei was curled up between them. He was still having some issues falling asleep, so Yusuke tried to rub his back while he smiled at Kurama. Hiei groaned still a bit cranky from being abruptly woken up. "Are you hungry?" Yusuke asked curiously. Normally Hiei was out like a light. "No." Hiei growled. Kurama felt his heart sink. It was his fault Hiei had been so rudely awakened. If only Kurama had managed to master himself, not cause them both so much trouble... He made an effort to push that emotion away, and it didn't sound in his voice, when Kurama spoke. "Do you want something else?" Kurama asked tenderly, moving his palm to rub it over Hiei's stomach, slowly. "What do you mean?" Hiei was having some issues connecting the dots. He was enjoying having his stomach rubbed. He slowly started to relax a bit more into Kurama's embrace. Yusuke smiled at both of them. They both looked so cute. Kurama ducked his head to kiss at Hiei's neck, murmuring there as he let his hand slip lower. "Something else." Kurama gently palmed him. Hiei slowly arched back into Kurama's embrace. He shuddered for a moment. Yusuke smiled at Hiei. "Did the two of you fool around earlier today?" Hiei nodded and his skin flushed. Yusuke grinned. "My aren't we needy...." Yusuke chuckled. "Very." Kurama agreed in a low voice, pressing more kisses along Hiei's throat. He peered up at Yusuke, through his eyelashes. "He made the filthiest noises." Kurama shared, starting to grin a bit. Hiei's skin flushed brighter and Yusuke grinned. "Oh...?" Yusuke slowly slid the front of Hiei's shirt up. "Hiei...why don't you tell Kurama about that fantasy you have...?" Yusuke twisted one of Hiei's nipples and the youkai shuddered biting back a moan and flushing even more. "He's the one in it...after all..." "Really? Do tell, sweet one." Kurama nosed to Hiei's pulse, starting to rub over Hiei's hardening erection. He nipped gently at the skin above his pulse. "I'm quite interested to hear." Hiei's skin flushed and he looked really embarrassed. Yusuke was worried for a minute that he had gone too far, but Hiei just buried his face in Yusuke's chest. "I want you to finger me..." Hiei let out a soft sigh. "...I've done it myself before...but never...with anyone else." Kurama blinked, vaguely curious. "Oh?" Kurama asked, softly. Since Hiei had buried his face in Yusuke's chest, Kurama nuzzled his hair, instead. He let his hand shift from Hiei's erection to over his hip, heading for his rear. Once there, he simply rubbed, and didn't press for more, just yet. "How did you imagine me doing it to you? Hiei." Kurama cooed, tone warm and understanding. Hiei looked back at Kurama, really embarrassed. "I feel...embarrassed to admit it...." Yusuke thought for a moment and it finally clicked in his head. "No...it's fine Hiei...you're fine. Sshhhh..." Yusuke softly stroked Hiei's hair. Hiei paused. "Slowly...and tenderly..." Hiei finally admitted. Yusuke couldn't get over the sweetness for a moment. "Nothing to be embarrassed about." Kurama assured, smoothly. He smiled at Hiei a bit, when Hiei glanced at him, quirking a slight grin, hoping to relax him. "Of course you'd want me to, after seeing me do Yusuke so well. Isn't that right?" Kurama teased gently, something tight in his chest hoping his teasing would have the intended effect, and not make Hiei more anxious. Kurama raised his eyes to Yusuke, then, as they darkened in memory, voice dropping to a purr. "And Yusuke also made some quite interesting noises, during that, if I recall correctly..." "Yes it is!" Hiei snapped back. Kurama flinched a little, at the snapping, his heart sinking even lower. Yusuke firmly squeezed Hiei's shoulder. "There's no need to get snappy." Yusuke paused for a moment and exhaled. "I think I figured it out..." Yusuke said calmly. "Do you mind if I enlighten Kurama?" Yusuke asked again. Hiei's skin flushed but he nodded. "Hiei thought you'd think less of him if you knew, he only told me two days ago...Hiei really only likes bottoming." "No, I'm sorry." Kurama said quietly, sounding remorseful. "I shouldn't have tried to downplay it like that..." Kurama went quiet, as Yusuke revealed this. Something stilled in his heart, but Kurama did his best not to feed into the jealousy; Kurama had thought he was special, but did Hiei want to bottom with Yusuke, as well? "I see." Kurama added, softly. Yusuke sighed noticing Kurama's expression. "There's more..." Yusuke watched Kurama and tried to keep his voice level. This was sort of difficult to explain. "Look, Hiei explained this to me and I was a jealous asshole about it. While you were changing Hiei topped me a bunch and it really stressed him out and he did not like it." Yusuke explained. "I think Hiei may be a bit demisexual...so he can only really do those things with you. He and I just aren't there yet. Hopefully we'll get there soon, but right now I'm happy with just heavy petting and oral." Hiei nuzzled into Yusuke's chest and mumbled something self-deprecating. "You're not broken...you just have trust issues out the wazoo from growing up in Makai...besides it'll probably level off eventually as you learn to trust more." Yusuke ruffled Hiei's hair. Kurama blinked, at that explanation. "Ah." That made much more sense, and honestly - made him feel a bit better. Kurama nodded, moving the hand on Hiei's rear to wrap both his arms around Hiei, this time, as he nosed a kiss into his hair. "All right." He acknowledged, gently. Yusuke was glad Kurama seemed to get it. Yusuke watched Hiei's flushed expression as Kurama embraced him. Yusuke smiled at Hiei. "Why don't you show Kurama what you like?" Yusuke offered, his expression was a little mischievous. Hiei was flustered. "Please do." Kurama hummed in Hiei's ear, pressing their bodies together. Yusuke slowly spun Hiei around in his arms, so Hiei was face to face with Kurama. "Don't you think it'll be better if Kurama can see your face?" Yusuke purred into Hiei's ear. Hiei's skin flushed even more as he looked into Kurama's eyes. Yusuke sensed some of Hiei's nervousness. "Would you like Kurama to undress you?" Hiei shut his eyes tightly and nodded. "Yes." Kurama smiled softly at Hiei, moving to cup Hiei's cheeks as they gazed at each other. When Hiei's eyes closed, he moved to kiss him warmly, murmuring against his mouth. "Top first, or bottoms first?" Kurama asked, simply. "Top." Hiei whispered as his eyes fluttered open. It was an easy decision and his top was already halfway off anyway. "Mm, all right." Kurama gave him a sweet smile, and slipped his hands up to Hiei's armpits, pulling the shirt over his head. As soon as it cleared Hiei's mouth, Kurama gave him another kiss, even while the shirt yet covered Hiei's eyes, dragging slowly upward. Hiei leaned in to kiss Kurama slowly. Yusuke's hands slowly snaked around to tweak Hiei's nipples and he leaned in to kiss the back of Hiei's neck. Hiei let out a particularly loud whine and pressed closer to Kurama. Kurama hummed into that, letting his hands slip down, skirting Yusuke's wrists and then slipping to rub up and down, over Hiei's sides. He then trailed his fingers inward, atop Hiei's pantline, slowly starting to untie the drawstring holding them up. Hiei keened as Kurama ran his fingers up and down his sides and Yusuke kissed his neck and tweaked his nipples. "I think you really like being spoiled Hiei..." Yusuke whispered. Hiei nodded, embarrassed. Kurama smiled against Hiei's lips. "Well, we're both quite happy to comply, you know." Kurama insisted, moving to kiss him again; this time deeper, licking his way into Hiei's mouth to find his tongue. Kurama's hands slipped past the loosened tie, thumbs hooking so he could begin to push it down, off Hiei's hips. Hiei looked a little incredulous for a moment. Yusuke began to nibble the back of his neck. Hiei couldn't help but whimper against Kurama. "But...I want to see both of you too." Hiei protested. Yusuke smirked over Hiei's shoulder at Kurama. "That's easy enough to fix." Kurama beamed at Hiei, giving him a peck on his nose before shifting to roll Hiei over to face Yusuke, now. Kurama started at Hiei's neck, and began to kiss down his spine, hands still pushing his pajama bottoms down. Hiei moaned and began to cling to the front of Yusuke's shirt. "I mean...I want to see both of you enjoy yourselves too." Hiei whined as Yusuke continued to tease his nipples. Hiei shuddered as Kurama continued to kiss his way down his spine. "Then watch us." Kurama smiled against Hiei's back as he said this, letting his hands drift to cup Hiei's ass; one palm per cheek, massaging gently. "We'll switch often so you can see us both." He assured, in a dark tone that promised more. He gently nipped at the strong, compact muscles of Hiei's back, before licking the spot he'd nipped, and nuzzling it affectionately. Yusuke twisted Hiei's nipples and Hiei whined as he held onto him. Hiei keened loudly at Kurama's statement. "I-I need..." At Hiei's stutter, Yusuke paused for a moment. "Tell us..." Yusuke cooed softly. "Kurama..." Hiei was still obviously shy. "I'm right here." Kurama hummed, nuzzling to the nape of Hiei's neck. "Just turn around if you want to see me." Hiei nodded and let out a soft whine. He clung to the front of Yusuke's shirt. "I need...now..." Hiei begged. Yusuke chuckled darkly and looked over Hiei's shoulder at Kurama. Kurama nosed to Hiei, not quite realizing what he meant. "Need what now? I'm right here." Kurama repeated gently, hands sliding forward to smoothly trace over Hiei's hips and stomach. He shifted so he was flush against Hiei's backside, thrusting gently. Hiei clung to the front of Yusuke's shirt. "Do you mean you want him to make love to you?" Yusuke asked. Hiei nodded weakly. Obviously flustered. Yusuke looked back to Kurama. "Do you want me to give you two some privacy?" Yusuke offered. Hiei shook his head. "Stay." Hiei insisted. Yusuke's eyes glazed over with how cute Hiei was being. Kurama's eyes widened, and he felt a flash of heat wind through him. He held Hiei close to his chest, meeting Yusuke's eyes, looking terribly surprised. "You're sure you don't want to wait?" Kurama murmured, hesitantly watching Yusuke for confirmation. "I'd thought..." Hadn't Hiei wanted to wait for Wednesday; he had seemed so adamant, earlier. Hiei turned to look over his shoulder at Kurama. "You're both here so...I'd rather...now..." Hiei blinked a few times and flushed deeper. "I thought Wednesday because we'd be alone...but I want Yusuke here too." Yusuke blinked a few times. Hell really had frozen over. Hiei was being so sweet. Yusuke's eyes sparkled and he drew Hiei in for a quick kiss. He sensed that Hiei would want something more intimate and would want to face both of them. "Here, why don't you lay down on your back, and I'll lay on my side...and Kurama can be on top? You'll be able to see both of us." Yusuke suggested. Hiei nodded. Kurama nodded at Hiei wanting to include Yusuke, still trying to wrap his mind around it happening so soon. Once Hiei turned around to face Yusuke, he frowned a little at himself. Was he anxious? Kurama almost scoffed aloud. Topping wasn't something that made him anxious, but - he hesitated. Would it be like it had been with Yusuke, where Kurama didn't want to hurt him? It had had his Youko self laughing at him, but Kurama couldn't help but not treat the ones before him now differently than all the others. They were different... Kurama buried his face in Hiei's hair and fought back a sniffle, holding him tightly. He wasn't quite sure what was wrong with him, when it came to this. Hiei was so precious and fragile - Yusuke was more resilient. What if Kurama hurt him? What if Hiei felt rejected? These thoughts brought out all sorts of unexpected emotions from him. Yusuke noticed Kurama's anxiety and slowly moved to massage Hiei's sides. "You said that you've done this before...why don't you show us?" Hiei's skin flushed even more as he inquired, with Yusuke's hands trailing down his body. "Without lube?" Yusuke asked, surprised. Hiei nodded. It wasn't as common in Makai. Yusuke grabbed Hiei's fingers and popped them into his mouth sucking softly his tongue stroked each pad of Hiei's fingers. He popped the fingers out of his mouth. Hiei shuddered a little. Kurama felt his dread grow, as they moved forward without him, and something in his chest stuttered. He didn't unbury himself from Hiei's hair, still clutching at him tightly. Kurama chastised himself, the part of his mind that was and always would be Youko laughing at him, again. How pathetic. He'd fucked a thousand youkai before, what was one more? Hiei could take it - could take anything Kurama threw at him. And yet, Kurama had to bite his lip, resisting the pull of that old mindset. It didn't feel right, to treat Hiei like that. But Hiei so wanted to continue, and Yusuke clearly agreed, and Hiei'd been so hesitant to even tell them... Kurama wasn't sure which would be the worse choice. Should he do what he'd done all his life, to get through it and give Hiei and Yusuke what they wanted? He didn't want to alienate them by refusing, and Kurama would undoubtedly enjoy it, but... he was so afraid of doing something wrong - of scaring them away forever. It was an unfamiliar fear. Yusuke realized pretty immediately that Kurama was still nervous and hesitant about the whole thing. Yusuke's arms were wrapped around Hiei and holding him securely. Hiei was going to hate this one. "For this sort of thing...three really is a crowd, isn't it?" Yusuke smiled down at Hiei. "What do you mean...?" Hiei's eyes were still clouded in a lusty haze. "Maybe the two of you should wait until Wednesday so it can just be the two of you, and it'll be romantic...I'll get some scented candles and rose petals." Yusuke beamed down at Hiei and his eyes sparkled. Hiei looked incredulous, then very upset. "So that's why you waited until I was asleep in the first place." Hiei pulled his pajama bottoms back up, clearly no longer in the mood, and stormed into the other bedroom. He slammed the door behind him. Yusuke had gotten Kurama out of the uncomfortable situation, but pissed off Hiei. His foot in mouth syndrome continued.
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Kurama felt incredibly guilty, his heart sinking as Hiei stormed out. He sat up and stared after Hiei, expression torn and beyond irritated with himself. Was Kurama even worth the bother? He reached out for Hiei's mind, tentatively - heart sore, apologetic. It wasn't Yusuke's fault, Kurama insisted, heart in his throat as his eyes started to burn. Yusuke was just trying to fix things. It was Kurama's fault, and Kurama pushed this towards Hiei as best he could, feeling wretched but unable to go after him, unsure if it would be wanted. Yusuke knew Kurama's pride wouldn't let him back away or admit to Hiei that he wasn't ready yet. Hiei's mind was a cocktail of emotions. He felt upset, vulnerable, and confused. Why were they even including him if they wanted to be alone. Hiei wanted Kurama and Yusuke to be there with him, but he wasn't sure if he was wanted in the first place. Yusuke sighed and sat up. He knew now that when Hiei would get upset like that most of the time what the youkai wanted was to be reassured and held. This time he wasn't sure. 'It isn't that we want to exclude you!' Kurama thrust that at Hiei, mentally, leaning over the bed slightly. He paid little mind to his physical surroundings during this, although Yusuke was at the back of his thoughts. He didn't know how to explain it well and Kurama wasn't sure if explaining it would lessen Hiei's ire at them both. Kurama finally settled on being partially honest; that he'd just been overwhelmed at the suddenness of Hiei's request, after Hiei had been so vehement earlier about waiting. It wasn't that Kurama wanted Hiei to feel left out, it was just... Yusuke did something for him, that Hiei couldn't, sometimes. Surely - surely, Kurama almost begged - Hiei could understand that? It wasn't that different from how much Hiei often preferred Kurama, simply because Kurama soothed Hiei in a way Yusuke couldn't. Kurama let a trickle of fear and apology escape, ready to defer if he was wrong. Hiei curled up on himself. He understood where Kurama was coming from. His brain focused around one thought. 'Or maybe you're just protecting me because you think I can't handle it!' Hiei shot back, agitated. He hated it when people treated him like a child. 'Fine! When you're in the mood you initiate it because I hate being vulnerable!' His mind was fairly snappy. It was obviously a defense mechanism. Yusuke sighed softly. "Kurama, maybe we should go and hold him or something...?" At the accusation, Kurama flinched, visibly, not hearing Yusuke; too busy with the silent communication. 'You're too PRECIOUS!" Kurama snapped at Hiei. 'You didn't enjoy Youko, did you?? He made you uncomfortable, yes? Well, that's what I was like with EVERYONE, Hiei! Do you really want to be treated like that?" Tears prickled at his eyes, but Hiei couldn't see them anyway. "What if I do something to you that's so horrible, you try to run away again?! What THEN, Hiei? I'm not this sweet, loving person you and Yusuke seem to think I am. I've done HORRIBLE things; to lovers, enemies and strangers alike. And I have to CONSTANTLY remember I don't want to BE that person, with you two! This is entirely foreign to me, and I have to be careful with BOTH of you if I don't want to drive you off with what I really am!" Tears flowed freely down his face, now, but mentally Kurama kept his sadness carefully locked away, only letting the words through. He'd forgotten Yusuke was beside him, too caught up. 'And you couldn't just say that you weren't ready!? If you said that it would be fine!' Hiei was obviously upset. 'And Yusuke isn't precious!?' Hiei snapped back. 'I almost match Yusuke in physical strength, but you keep treating me like I'm this fragile child! It's insulting!'
Yusuke looked over at Kurama. He then realized both of them were having some sort of argument telepathically. Yusuke growled in frustration. This wasn't a good way to solve this at all. The two of them weren't having a face to face conversation. Yusuke got up from the bed and headed to the guest room. Hiei was teary eyed himself, and so deep in the argument with Kurama that he didn't even hear Yusuke enter. Yusuke scooped Hiei up into his arms. 'And being vulnerable is entirely foreign to me, and I'm trying the best I can because I don't want to--STOP! PUT ME DOWN!!!' Hiei clawed at the front of Yusuke's shirt. Kurama reeled back, eyes wide when Hiei screamed louder in his mind and hastily realized Yusuke was gone from his side. A second later Yusuke was back in the room with Hiei. He deposited Hiei on the bed next to Kurama. "You two both need to stop storming off all the time." Yusuke sounded annoyed. "See, you're both crying over a dumb misunderstanding." Hiei looked off in the opposite direction of both Yusuke and Kurama. Kurama quickly turned his face away from Hiei, as well, once Hiei was plopped beside him. "I'm not crying." Hiei insisted. Kurama swallowed his emotions so his voice sounded normal; tight, but still normal. He subtly wiped at his eyes, hoping Hiei wouldn't notice. "Everything's fine." Kurama protested, softly. "Bullshit! Both of you! I may not have whatever telepathy shit you do, but I can read both of you. You were both having a stupid argument." Yusuke pointed at Hiei. "You're mad because you get over-sensitive. You're terrified of rejection and being vulnerable, so whenever you perceive the slightest issue you panic and run off. When in reality the issue may have nothing to do with you." Hiei averted his eyes, embarrassed. Yusuke turned to Kurama. "And you think you're a horrible person even though you aren't Youko. You aren't Shuichi either. You're Kurama, you're both. And you're letting your past fuck up your future. Youko was an asshole, but Kurama isn't." Yusuke stood in front of the door, legs spread wide in a confrontational stance. "Am I missing anything?" Kurama stilled, looking up at Yusuke with terribly frightened eyes. It scared him, to be seen through so easily. After a moment, he bit his lip and peered tentatively at Hiei, from the corner of his eye. "Is... is what he said about you... accurate?" Kurama forced himself to ask, bravely, fighting not to look away again. Hiei's face was still turned from his. "Yes." Hiei nodded. He wasn't pleased with admitting it. "I think one of Kurama's fears is that if he upsets you in the slightest you'll run off to Makai...that's not true, right?" Yusuke asked. Hiei nodded. "I was very upset when I acted that way..." Hiei admitted. Yusuke paused for a moment. "You would never abandon Yukina." Yusuke asserted, and Hiei shook his head. "Never." Yusuke smiled. "So you wouldn't abandon us, either?" Hiei shook his head again. "Not unless you want me to." Kurama stared down at the bed. He inched his hand over, searching blindly for Hiei's. "Why would I ever want that." Kurama asked of Hiei, quietly. "Because everyone else wants me gone..." Hiei admitted. He felt Kurama's hand against his own. Yusuke sighed. "Oh Hiei. I know you actually believe that...but it's not true." Yusuke knew Hiei's self-esteem was bad from time to time; just like Kurama's. "You two both have issues and you need to get outside your own heads to make sense of them..." Kurama averted his eyes to the far corner of the room, now, feeling trapped again. "Whatever you both want from me, I'll become." Kurama intimated, gently; it felt like peeling skin back from flesh, for him to be so open. "It's what's always worked, before..." Guilt made him continue. "...when I threw people away." Kurama deflated slightly, unsure if he'd said the right thing. "I'm not sure how else to go about this." He dragged that phrase out of himself, hating to admit it but trying his best to give Hiei and Yusuke what he thought they wanted. "Kurama, we just want you to be yourself." Yusuke knelt down in front of him. "You don't have to be anyone else but yourself. You're kind, caring, and compassionate. The fact that you were so worried about Hiei earlier should be enough to confirm it. You love him too much to hurt him." Hiei looked extra prickly for a moment. "He does like it when you bite him though." Yusuke teased Hiei trying to lighten the mood. Hiei's skin flushed. "It's just a mask..." Kurama protested helplessly, unable to help gazing into Yusuke's eyes when Kurama felt him kneel before him. Green eyes were conflicted and pained. "It's easiest for me to get what I want when I'm kind and helpful; it shows nothing at all about what I really am." He desperately wanted to believe what Yusuke was saying, but Kurama just couldn't bring himself that far, on his own. "If I lose control..." He hesitated, looking off again and bringing the hand not holding Hiei's up to his mouth, overcome, lips trembling beneath it. The shakiness echoed in his voice. "If that happens, I could hurt either of you without intending to; that's the kind of lover I was." His gaze dropped to the floor, in shame. Yusuke smiled up at Kurama. "I know you think that, but it isn't true. You're just too oblivious to see. Youko hurt Hiei, and you spent the whole time we were in Makai carefully treating each of his injuries. I saw your face. You were worried and concerned. If this was just a mask and he was just someone to discard you wouldn't have cared." Yusuke pulled Kurama's hand away from his face and squeezed it. "You hadn't admitted it to yourself, but you did that because you loved him then. All of the cuddling and closeness happened because you wanted to take care of him. You didn't get physically close to Hiei before that because you assumed he didn't want it." Yusuke explained again. When Yusuke pulled Kurama's hand away from his face, Kurama ducked his head to hide his expression. His shoulders quivered, softly, as he shook his head. His hands, however, were rebellious; one tightened instinctively on Hiei's, just as he didn't try to pull the other one out of Yusuke's grip. "It's just... it's just convenient..." Kurama continued, somewhat quietly desperate, despairing of the logic that'd served him so well his entire existence, trying to lean away from Yusuke, not daring to seek comfort. He'd sinned too much, and didn't deserve it. Yusuke looked to Hiei and then to Kurama. "Hiei, can prove to you that you aren't a bad person...he can tell you about when you first started behaving strangely...you weren't yourself but you always loved Hiei." Kurama immediately tensed up, emotions shut off so fast it felt as though there should be a ripple, somewhere. His face, still ducked, went blank, as did his eyes. "I do not want to see that." Kurama said, voice ice cold and completely unrelenting. Yusuke looked at Kurama. "Just take my word for it then. You cannot stand to see Hiei suffer." Yusuke squeezed Kurama's hand. "Even at your most primal, if Hiei gets hurt, you get very upset." Kurama didn't say anything, now. He remained blank and silent, not looking up at either of them. "Please believe me. Even if you lose control you won't hurt Hiei..." Yusuke explained. "...because you love him too much and he's too precious to you." Kurama's shoulders slowly slumped, as he emitted a sigh that seemed to take all his tension with him; leaving him drained and looking exhausted. "If you're so certain, Yusuke, how can I continue to argue with you?" Kurama just didn't have the energy, anymore. His heart ached for the moment Yusuke had come home, and it had been perfect - before Kurama ruined it all and stressed both Yusuke and Hiei out with his nonsense. He'd just wanted to spend time with Yusuke - after all day with Hiei and feeling as though it'd been so long - and they'd ended up arguing. Hiei looked over at Kurama and squeezed his hand. "I'm not telling you because you don't want to know...but you could never hurt me." Hiei thought back to the hiriuseki in the closet. How Kurama had reacted to it; how Hiei's tears had shocked Kurama. "You love me a lot more than you can say." Yusuke nodded in agreement. Kurama let his eyes slip slowly to the side, towards Hiei, seeming tired and worn out. He attempted a smile, but it was wan. "Both of you, now? That's not fair. Ganging up on me..." Kurama sniffled, softly, but couldn't wipe at his eyes without letting go of either of them; it wasn't worth it, so he didn't. "Don't get me wrong, Hiei's abandonment issues and my jealousy fucking suck too." Yusuke smiled up at Kurama. "You probably have centuries worth of emotional baggage. None of it is easy to unpack and deal with but we all care about each other so we have to." Yusuke explained kissing Kurama's knuckles. "And I want to help you see that you aren't a bad person." Kurama switched to look at Yusuke now, his eyes welling with tears again, but he didn't cry. He sobbed a soft laugh at Yusuke. "It'll take more than centuries to unpack it all." Kurama tipped forward towards Yusuke, resting his forehead on Yusuke's shoulder. He nuzzled close, into his neck, holding tight to both their hands. "I should be fair and tell you I don't think you'll succeed... But I certainly can't stop you from trying." Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "We have plenty of time...especially if Hiei helps!" Hiei snorted at Yusuke's statement. "And then we'll have to unpack all of Hiei's abandonment issues and that'll take forever too." Yusuke laughed. "And then we'll finally get to my daddy issues." Hiei snorted in amusement. Kurama actually snorted, as well. It led to soft laughter; perhaps slightly hysterical. "At least we won't be alone in it, then." Kurama tugged on the hand Hiei was holding, drawing him closer. He let go of Yusuke's hand to wrap an arm around his shoulders, clinging. Kurama's other hand shifted to hold Hiei's arm, trying to clutch him close. When Kurama pulled him closer, Hiei scooted over, so he was almost in Kurama's arms. "We're just a bunch of asses. Kurama is the hard ass, Hiei is the smart ass and I'm the dumb ass. I think we've figured it all out." Yusuke laughed to himself. Hiei snorted at Yusuke's statement. Another laugh broke out of Kurama, at that. Kurama wrapped an arm around Hiei's waist and pulled him in, more, chuckles starting to soften out of their previous hysteria. Kurama pressed a gentle, secret kiss to Yusuke's throat. "I think you should stop talking now." Kurama advised Yusuke, drolly. "You're beginning to sound ridiculous." "Not until I make Hiei laugh." Yusuke grinned. Hiei still looked a little cranky. Yusuke let go of Kurama's hands and pulled Hiei the rest of the way into Kurama's lap. Suddenly Yusuke jammed his fingers into Hiei's armpits and began to tickle him. Hiei struggled to suppress his laughter and clung to Kurama. Kurama's eyes widened, at Hiei allowing this. He wrapped his arms around Hiei, unsure of how to help and still taken aback by the abrupt shift in mood Finally Yusuke found a particularly sensitive spot and managed to pull some laughter out of Hiei. Hiei rolled into Kurama's arms more, trying to avoid Yusuke's tickling fingers. When Yusuke stopped, Hiei had relented and showed no sign of moving from Kurama's arms. Kurama tucked him close, nosing in to kiss Hiei's cheek. He'd never heard Hiei laugh like that, before. Kurama basked in the new memory as he carefully filed it away. Yusuke smiled climbing up onto the bed so he could put his arms around the both of them. Hiei glared up at Yusuke, there was a bit of a playful edge to it. "Dirty trick." Kurama stared down at Hiei's playfulness, quietly amazed. He tried not to be jealous; Hiei was just different with him. It was still very nice to see this side of him, though. Kurama leaned down, expression still enamored, and kissed Hiei on the mouth, suddenly sweet. "You're beautiful when you laugh like that." Kurama whispered, green eyes bright and adoring on Hiei as he pulled back from the kiss; just enough to look at him. Hiei looked up at Kurama's expression. Hiei's eyes almost glowed when Kurama leaned in to kiss him. Hiei closed his eyes and relaxed into the sweet kiss. At Kurama's statement Hiei flushed and his eyes sparkled. Yusuke had never seen Hiei's expression light up so much. He couldn't help but smile. "Thank you." Hiei flushed even more as he looked up at Kurama. Yusuke still couldn't believe Kurama thought he was wearing a mask, especially with the purity of his reaction. Kurama beamed at Hiei, softly. He cupped Hiei's cheeks and kissed him again; lingering more, this time, and savoring the feel of it. "Mm." Hiei looked up at Kurama and smiled again. His smile was cut short by Kurama planting another deeper kiss on his lips. Yusuke grinned and watched Hiei melt into Kurama's kiss. Kurama walked his fingers back into Hiei's hair, deepening the kiss. He didn't wait for permission, just slid into Hiei's mouth with a sigh and a few slow swipes, curling their tongues together and sliding his sensually against Hiei's. Yusuke was a little surprised by Kurama's sudden shift into sensual, and Hiei seemed to eagerly follow. They kissed like they were made for each other. Hiei submitted almost immediately and tilted his head back so Kurama could access whatever he wanted. Hiei's tongue slowly stroked Kurama's. Kurama made a small, approving noise in the back of his throat, and moved one hand down. It glided over Hiei's side before ending on his rear. As they kissed, Kurama gently ran his hand down the crack between Hiei's butt cheeks, but over the pajamas, rubbing back-and-forth there. He slowly pushed the kiss deeper, running his tastebuds over Hiei's in a swirl-like pattern, opening the kiss every now and then so they could get air. Yusuke was spellbound by the display in front of him, he moved a bit so he could get a better view. Yusuke watched as Kurama's hand moved down Hiei's body and ended up on his rear. Hiei rolled his head back further in submission as Kurama deepened the kiss. One of Hiei's hands fisted the front of Kurama's shirt. Hiei's skin looked even more flushed. Hiei's other hand was in Kurama's hair pulling the kitsune in even closer. Kurama hummed warmly against Hiei's mouth, ending the kiss only gradually. He pressed Hiei's lips a final time before moving on, kissing down his jawline to his neck, and sealing his lips there; leaving quick, suctioning kisses along the curve of Hiei's throat. His other hand slid smoothly down Hiei's other side, slipping under the pajamas to pry Hiei's ass cheeks apart, even as Kurama's hand over the pajamas continued rubbing down the crack between them. His fingers were gentle but incredibly interested, tips dragging up and down to get Hiei used to that motion before Kurama would try anything else. Yusuke was a bit surprised. This time Kurama seemed extremely into it. Yusuke watched Kurama kiss Hiei until the youkai was out of breath. Yusuke decided that he should definitely tickle Hiei in front of Kurama more. When Kurama kissed down his neck Hiei let out a soft whine. When Hiei felt Kurama's fingers against his entrance he let out a soft cry and rolled his hips back against Kurama's hand. It was impossible for Yusuke to see what Kurama was doing, but it was definitely exciting Hiei. "Please!" Hiei's plea was almost a sob as he clung to Kurama. Yusuke had never seen the youkai get so worked up before, he could tell that Hiei was already incredibly close. Yusuke had definitely underestimated either how sensitive Hiei was or how good Kurama was with his hands. Hiei's entire body was already shuddering. Kurama pressed close, nuzzling as Hiei moved desperately against him. He didn't say a word, but shifted both his hands to slip onto Hiei's skin, beneath his underwear. Kurama gently squeezed Hiei's ass - more in reassurance, than anything else - before prying his cheeks apart again and starting the same motions he'd done, before. He looked over to Yusuke then, eyes dark and focused, spearing Yusuke with his soft command. "Fetch me the lube, would you? I don't want this to hurt." Kurama kept his eyes on Yusuke as he mouthed at Hiei's neck, now, watching him even as a corner of his lips curled up, that half-smile full of intent. Each kiss was sending shockwaves down Hiei's spine. Yusuke watched as the youkai's toes began to curl. Hiei's skin was pressed against Kurama and he was letting out soft whimpers. At Kurama's order, Yusuke snapped out of his haze. He reached into one of the drawers and grabbed the bottle of lubricant. Kurama's hands were both occupied with touching Hiei beneath his pajama bottoms. Yusuke noticed that Kurama was smirking at him as he prepared Hiei. Yusuke felt a flush creep over his skin. Was Kurama getting off on him watching too? It was hot. Yusuke opened the lid. "Here." Yusuke was clearly offering to dispense the lubricant on Kurama's fingers for him. Knowing he was assisting Kurama was getting him even more excited. Kurama's eyes turned approving towards Yusuke, and he reached to accept the offered squirt, pushing the opaque cream onto his thumb. With his other hand, he made sure Hiei's asshole was exposed, and hummed against Hiei's neck, kissing there tenderly as he pressed his thumb over the hole, pushing as much lube in there as he could and circling the rest around the entrance. Without further preamble, Kurama began to work at slipping a fingertip inside; slowly swirling around and down, gently teasing the outer ring of muscle until Hiei would relax enough for more. Yusuke watches Kurama slowly rub lubricant over Hiei's entrance. When Hiei felt Kurama's fingers smearing the lubricant over his entrance Hiei got even more excited. He shifted his hips a little to try to get more contact, and moaned loudly. Hiei's eyes were heavy lidded and passionate as he clung to Kurama. As the lubricant began to warm up Hiei began to relax and he felt the first finger slip in. Hiei lets out a particularly loud cry of passion and Yusuke can't help but smile. Kurama smoothly moved to swallow that cry, taking Hiei's mouth in a wild kiss as he started gently thrusting that single fingertip into Hiei's ass. When he met resistance, Kurama would retreat slightly and work on teasing that resistance into relaxation, before trying to press inward again. He started to move his hips in time with his finger-thrusts, just to give Hiei even more pleasure to focus on, as a distraction. Hiei moaned softly into Kurama's mouth. The kiss made Hiei shudder even more. Hiei had never felt more safe than he did in Kurama's arms. The youkai let out soft moans as Kurama slowly stretched him. Yusuke was amazed, he hadn't expected Hiei to relax so easily. Soon Hiei was rolling his hips back against Kurama. He was almost entirely relaxed. "Ready for another?" Kurama nosed that question into Hiei's cheek, dotting kisses there now so Hiei could catch his breath - even as he started to thrust his finger in, further, wriggling it around to make more room, seeking a certain spot. It was a lazy search, though; not one that would pressure Hiei in any way, just Kurama absently looking for a way to give Hiei a better experience. Hiei nodded eagerly. "Please." Hiei was a little embarrassed by his eagerness and how easily all of this was happening. Yusuke found Hiei's behavior adorable. For a few seconds the fingers seemed aimless, but suddenly Hiei felt something start to build and he keened. His body was definitely more sensitive. "All right." Kurama took Hiei's mouth in a deep, sweet kiss this time, putting two fingers together as he pulled out and repeating the same motions as before. He slowly prepared Hiei for more intrusion, not giving him a moment unattended, tongue languidly toying with Hiei's own as Kurama hummed, profoundly satisfied, in his throat. The second finger went in as smoothly as the first and Hiei slowly rocked back and forth on them. Kurama's tongue stroking his own pulled even more lewd sounds from the youkai. Hiei whimpered as Kurama's fingers continued to massage his prostate. Yusuke was enamored with both of them. He desperately wanted to be on top of both of them. Kurama started to put a little more force behind his finger-thrusts, aiming for Hiei's prostate and hitting it more often than not. He kept his hip-thrusts to the same rhythm. Kurama gently raked his teeth over Hiei's tongue before sucking it into his mouth and massaging it with his own. He hummed, yet again. Hiei let out a loud whine and clung to Kurama. He tried to go a little slower than usual. His prostate began to feel so good that he wasn't sure how to handle it. He continued to moan into Kurama's mouth. He wanted even more of a stretch. He hoped Kurama would understand what he wanted as he continued to arch up. Kurama slowed down when he noticed Hiei trying to curb their pace, a bit. He let go of Hiei's tongue and kissed him tenderly, understanding. Kurama rocked against him more lazily, now, drawing it out for Hiei, since that's what Hiei wanted. He still hit Hiei's prostate as much as he could manage, though. Gradually, he started to introduce a third finger, still repeating the same routine to stretch Hiei out, from before. Hiei spread his hips and tried to cram more of Kurama's fingers into him. He moaned quite a bit louder and smiled into the kiss feeling a third finger slip in. He wanted something thicker and a little bigger. Yusuke smiled as he watched Hiei stretch to accommodate Kurama's dainty fingers. "More." The youkai whined against Kurama. A bead of precome was oozing from Hiei's tip. Yusuke couldn't help but think of how lovely they looked together. Hiei was wanton in his desire and it was very nearly tearing Kurama's control apart at the seams. He settled for kissing Hiei harder, making it dirty and unrelenting. Kurama licked all over the inside of Hiei's mouth, muffling a small noise against his tongue. When Hiei was easily accommodating three fingers, Kurama started to add a fourth, still rocking against him almost excruciatingly slow. Hiei whined at the fourth finger and clung to the front of Kurama's shirt. He slowly rocked back and forth on those fingers. He couldn't help but whine and moan into Kurama's mouth. He wanted more of Kurama. He wanted to feel the kitsune intimately inside of him even deeper. Hiei projected that feeling to Kurama as he slowly wrapped both arms around Kurama's neck. Kurama shuddered at the thought; a longer, more wistful noise seeping into their kiss. Did he trust himself enough? No. But he trusted Hiei and he trusted Yusuke... Kurama relented in his mind, with a soft sigh, for once throwing caution aside in favor of trust. He nosed into Hiei's face, bumping into his cheek affectionately as Kurama started to shift. "Do you want to ride me or do you want me over you? Yusuke, make sure you're in Hiei's sight, whatever he decides." Kurama voiced this also for Yusuke's benefit, so he'd know what they decided. Green eyes trailed towards Yusuke; conflicted, but determined. Kurama would need more of the lube, again. Yusuke had been passing it to him all this time, so he should understand. Hiei thought for a moment and pressed his forehead to Kurama's. Hiei's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were heavy lidded. Kurama's fingers were still slick inside him. He looked over at Yusuke and back at Kurama. "I want you on top of me." Hiei admitted, feeling his cheeks burn. Yusuke couldn't help but smile. It was one of the sweetest things Yusuke had ever heard. Hiei's expression was one of extreme trust. He wanted to be in the more vulnerable position. Yusuke nodded still holding the bottle. Kurama leaned his forehead against Hiei's, mirroring him with a sigh. He withdrew one hand to cup Hiei's cheek, kissing him softly. "All right." Kurama shifted carefully, withdrawing his fingers so he could lay Hiei out beneath him. It made him anxious, doing this already, but he clung to the faith they both had in him. Hiei's eyes were full of trust and Kurama couldn't bring himself to betray it, much as a part of him strained to shatter Hiei's soul like broken glass, and how lovely misery would look on him. No. That was not who Kurama was, now. He positioned himself over Hiei, dropping his eyes briefly as Kurama made to lube himself up. Hiei whimpered as Kurama withdrew his fingers. He shifted so he was laying down flat. Yusuke helped him out of his pajama bottoms, and Hiei shot him a thankful look. The youkai was obviously excited but a little nervous. Yusuke squeezed his shoulder and tried to reassure him. Hiei nuzzled Yusuke's hand. Yusuke laid down beside the two of them. "Here..." Yusuke noticed Kurama's anxiety and reached down. His hand was well lubricated. He smeared the lubricant on his hand over Kurama's member stroking him a few times to try to reassure and excite the kitsune. Kurama arched with a gasp at the sudden contact, putting a hand out on the bed to steady himself as Yusuke touched him. Kurama's eyes darkened as he focused on Yusuke, leaning forward to kiss him even as he grasped Hiei's cock, pumping him a few times. This kiss with Yusuke was dirty and dominant, and right in front of Hiei. Yusuke was surprised when Kurama yanked him in for a kiss. It clearly excited the kitsune more than Yusuke had expected. Yusuke let Kurama seize control of the kiss. Hiei moaned beneath Kurama's touch. Slowly Yusuke broke the kiss with Kurama and moved to kiss Kurama's neck. He nibbled on Kurama's earlobe for a moment before he laid down on his side. Slowly Yusuke lifted up one of Hiei's legs. The view was meant to entice and relax Kurama. Hiei went even redder. Kurama leaned into Yusuke's kisses on his neck, biting his lip to prevent himself from moaning. He towered over Hiei, eyes wide and lustful as he descended on him, hand leaving Hiei's cock as Kurama positioned himself at Hiei's entrance. "Touch him." Kurama commanded Yusuke, eyes not moving from Hiei's as he slowly began to push in. Hiei's eyes were heavily lidded with lust and adoration as he looked up at Kurama. For a split second Hiei felt Kurama against his entrance and felt nervous, but then when Kurama started pushing in all Hiei wanted was more sensations. He knew he couldn't quite reach Kurama's shoulders so he fisted the blankets. Yusuke reached between them and began to stroke Hiei. Hiei's eyes shut tightly and he arched against Kurama, clearly wanting more. Kurama put one hand over Hiei's on the blankets, as he gasped for breath. Kurama struggled to keep looking at him, eyes wide from the sensations as he tried to hold on. He pumped his hips, shallowly, trying to ease his way in with gentle strokes. Hiei's arching made him choke out another gasp, eyes shutting tight, briefly. Feeling Kurama's hand on top of his, Hiei immediately maneuvered to hold it. Hiei felt so good. He wanted Kurama to go deeper; faster. "Please...Kurama..." Hiei whimpered. Hiei tore Yusuke's hand away from his member so he could hold Yusuke's hand a little tighter. Even as Yusuke let go, Hiei could still feel something building inside him. His red eyes sparkled as he looked up at Kurama. Kurama seated himself fully, eyes still closed. He breathed slowly, trying to calm himself. Finally he was able to look down at Hiei, gaze warm and heated; still holding back. "You're all right?" Kurama managed, with some difficulty, breathless and vaguely worried. Hiei's pupils were dilated and his eyelids felt heavy. The sensation of being so full was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. The universe stopped and Kurama was at the center. It felt so good. Hiei was breathless. "M-my..." Hiei stopped to catch his breath. "...love..." Hiei blinked a few times. Hiei opened his mind to Kurama. He had never felt so good before. The world around them had faded away and there was only Kurama here and Hiei was safe and he could be vulnerable in Kurama's arms. Hiei's mind was a cacophony of emotions: trust, need, desire, and love. There was a twinge of embarrassment. It felt so good he might cry. Kurama's brows furrowed in concern. "Hiei?" Kurama called, gently - and then his mind was overrun with emotion and Kurama arched back with the intensity of it with a quiet cry. He thrust into Hiei as a result of that arching and shuddered, gripping Hiei's hand tightly as he bent over him again, eyes now dark and deep. Kurama stared at Hiei with profound amazement, hesitantly opening his mind as well, as his face softened. Kurama leaned to kiss Hiei as he started moving his hips back and forth. "My dear..." He murmured, against Hiei's mouth, breathing him in. Hiei cried out in passion and wrapped both of his legs around Kurama encouraging deep thrusts. He felt Kurama grip his hand and he squeezed tighter. Hiei's eyes focused on Kurama and how beautiful he looked and felt. The way the bright green eyes looked down at him and how red hair cascaded down Kurama's shoulders. When Kurama kissed him Hiei immediately deepened the kiss. As Kurama began to move his hips back and forth Hiei began to whimper and whine. He could feel something building up in him. Even though he hadn't been touching himself. He knew he wasn't going to last long, but with their mental connection like this, he could time himself perfectly with Kurama. Hiei's eyes were red and adoring and just looking at that was a battle in itself. No one had ever looked at Kurama quite like that, when he was fucking them - not in his entire existence. But then, this wasn't just fucking, was it? Kurama blushed when he remembered his thoughts were currently wide open to Hiei, and instead refocused on kissing him breathless again, moving into Hiei's leghold around his waist to go deeper. Kurama started to groan, lowly; it was so hot, so slick, so tight around him. "M-My s... sweet - " Kurama stuttered, hips snapping against Hiei's faster as the urgency grew. Yusuke's eyes widened. He'd never seen either of them more beautiful. Kurama's green eyes had focused entirely on Hiei, and Hiei's red eyes sparkled with amazement. They were both in awe of one another. Their bodies fit together perfectly. They were making so many lovely noises. Yusuke wasn't sure who he wanted to kiss more. He could tell neither of them were going to last much longer.
Hiei almost couldn't tell where his mind ended and Kurama's began. The embrace was so intimate. Hiei let out small whimpers and whines each time Kurama pressed against his prostate. Hiei's other hand shot up to grab Kurama's shoulder, he felt the need to embraces the kitsune with his whole body. As Kurama moved to a more frenzied pace everything inside Hiei tightened. He held Kurama even tighter and kissed him until he couldn't stand it anymore. "Kurama!" Hiei cried out, arching up suddenly. As the wave crashed over him, Hiei was hit with the most intense orgasm he had ever felt. He felt his cock twitch between them as come spurted out. His whole body trembled. Kurama came with him an instant later, a keening I love you barely recognizable with his voice so corrupted with desire and wrecked of conscious thought. He pushed Hiei into the mattress as he chased his bliss further, spasming from aftershocks and moaning low, still coming in-between each aftershock. He writhed, panting as the last of his orgasm truly twisted out of him, finally slumping atop Hiei and sucking in air harshly, to catch his breath as his heartrate thundered in his ears and spent cock. Yusuke was in shock for a moment. The two of them looked so beautiful together wrapped up in each other's arms. Their bodies were glistening with perspiration. Both of them had nothing but adoration in their eyes. Hiei was still holding Kurama tightly. Kurama immediately gathered Hiei close, adjusting to slip carefully out of him then pressing near again. He dotted tired kisses over Hiei's face, then nuzzling into his hair and breathing deep, still trembling slightly from the aftermath. It took too much effort to move any more than that. Yusuke disappeared into the next room. Hiei's body was still trembling and shaking. He felt so loved and complete. This was pure bliss. Hiei didn't hear Yusuke return, but he reappeared with two glasses of water for them. He set them both on the nightstand next to Kurama. The bed shifted behind Kurama and Yusuke was at Kurama's other side looking over at Hiei. He slowly wiped off Hiei's stomach with a towel and smiled.
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"You've both never been more beautiful." Yusuke whispered in Kurama's ear. He pressed a kiss to Kurama's shoulder. Kurama leaned back into Yusuke, eyes closing as he pulled Hiei with him, sighing softly at the attention. "Did you enjoy the show?" Kurama asked, gently, kissing the top of Hiei's head then peering up at Yusuke with wide, clear eyes. "I don't think I hurt him..." Kurama admitted, a self-deprecating smile leaking out onto his face despite himself. Yusuke smiled. "You were both...spectacular." Yusuke's cheeks began to flush as he spoke. "When Hiei looked up at you...his eyes...like they just sparkled. I've never seen him look at anyone like that before ever. And then you were just like in awe of him, and your eyes were sparkling too. And you were just so thorough and loving, Kurama. I loved seeing you like that." His flush deepened as he remembered every detail. "And it was just...profound and mesmerizing and beautiful. Much better than anything I've ever read about."
Yusuke's praise was starting to embarrass Hiei. "Shut up." Hiei averted his eyes. "And when you came..." Yusuke smirked at Hiei. Hiei flushed brighter and buried his face into Kurama's chest. "I'm sensitive there, ok?" Hiei was starting to look a little sleepy. "You can't nod off yet, Hiei..." Yusuke's voice was playful. Hiei looked up and raised an eyebrow.
Yusuke's expression was positively licentious. He wrapped both arms around Kurama's hips and pulled Kurama flush against him. Yusuke was extremely aroused. One of his hands worked its way up across Kurama's navel. Yusuke breath was hot on Kurama's ear. "After all, you wouldn't want to miss the rest of the show..."
Hiei's eyes met Kurama's and the youkai flushed even brighter. "When Kurama came inside you he was so beautiful...but I didn't get a proper look at his face..." Yusuke bit Kurama's ear seductively. "...and I've been waiting to spend time with Kurama all day. Shouldn't I show him just how much I've missed him?" Hiei's eyes were wide as dinner plates and he nodded. Yusuke knew Kurama's second orgasm wasn't going to be nearly as intense as the first, but he was determined to test out the fox's new stamina. Kurama went red, at Yusuke's words, and hid his face in Hiei's hair as Hiei hid against his chest. Even his ears were red. He missed Yusuke's expression when Hiei looked up. Kurama gasped when Yusuke grabbed him, feeling Yusuke's erection against his ass. He shivered at the hand on his stomach, arching back a bit at the bite to his ear. "Yusuke." Kurama said, breathless and still recovering, his limbs and reactions otherwise sluggish. His hands scrabbled at Hiei's shoulders for something to hold onto, blown away by Yusuke's sudden dominance. Yusuke grinned at Kurama's reaction. Kurama was blushing brighter than Yusuke was sure he had ever seen. Yusuke's hand reached Kurama's nipple and teased the peak to full hardness, as he began to softly bite and suck the back of Kurama's neck.
Hiei watched Kurama's reaction and flushed even brighter. He brought his hands up to support Kurama's elbows. Yusuke's hand on Kurama's hip snaked down between Kurama's legs and he massaged teasing circles on Kurama's inner thighs.
Yusuke stopped sucking and biting the back of Kurama's neck for a moment and looked over Kurama's shoulders at Hiei. "Don't be shy Hiei...touch him too." Yusuke's breath ghosted over Kurama's ear as he commanded Hiei. "He needs to be nice and hard so I can welcome him home properly." Yusuke bit Kurama's ear again.
Hiei's hesitant hands began to tease Kurama's other nipple. Yusuke purred in delight. Kurama clutched to Hiei as he supported him, gasping again as Yusuke teased him. His head tipped forward as he tried to give Yusuke more room to work, almost subconsciously. His thighs quivered as Yusuke's touches alternated between them, a soft moan pulled out of him when Yusuke left him alone for a moment. For that instant, Kurama caught his breath, could think, and then realize just how ridiculous it was for him to get so worked up, just from this. Something in Yusuke's manner was making Kurama react like this, he was sure of it - he just didn't know what it was. When Hiei's hands joined in Kurama began to tremble more, throwing his head back onto Yusuke's shoulder as his ear was bitten again, panting shallowly. "Y-Yusuke..." Kurama managed, trying to gather himself enough to give back something, anything, besides mere reactions. Hiei was spellbound. Yusuke smiled again. "You should use your mouth." Yusuke nibbled Kurama's outer ear. Feeling a little emboldened Hiei leaned in and sucked the nipple he was teasing into his mouth. His tongue slowly swirled around it. Hiei started kissing his way down Kurama's navel. Yusuke hummed his approval into the side of Kurama's neck.
His other hand worked up to tease Kurama's other nipple. Both Yusuke and Hiei knew that Kurama's cock was going to be a little too sensitive to touch after the previous orgasm. Hiei avoided the area and began to slowly kiss, lick, and nibble the inside of Kurama's thighs. Hiei's hands reached up to knead Kurama's ass.
"I love seeing you like this..." Yusuke purred. "...you look so lovely with that flush." Yusuke bit down into the side of Kurama's neck. Kurama mewled, unable to focus with all the attention. His human body was still so sensitive, and had he been himself he would've shown them just who was the boss, here. As it was, though - Kurama pressed his chest more into Hiei's mouth. His stomach quivered beneath Hiei's lips, thighs trembling as Hiei descended further. Kurama could feel himself hardening again and choked on an aborted moan as Yusuke whispered in his ear. Even with Hiei's hands there, Kurama pressed his ass back into Yusuke's erection, tilting his hips to begin to rub against him. "A-Ah... D-Do I?" Kurama managed breathily, swallowing the lump in his throat. He reached a hand back into Yusuke's hair as he tilted his head, grasping Yusuke's head to bring him in for a kiss, trying to regain some control "You do." Yusuke smiled and kissed Kurama passionately. He ground his cock against Kurama's backside and smiled into the kiss. Yusuke slowly broke the kiss to continue to twist and tease Kurama's nipples. He slowly began to bite into Kurama's shoulder.
Hiei was becoming more and more aroused by the sight before him and the noises Kurama was making. Hiei noticed that Kurama was beginning to get hard again. Yusuke noticed Hiei's expression and grinned to himself. "Do it, Hiei." Hiei quickly wiped Kurama's member off with a towel before he swirled his tongue on the tip, looking up to see Kurama's reaction. Kurama groaned shortly into Yusuke's mouth during the kiss, pressing his ass more against Yusuke as Yusuke ground against him. He panted when the kiss ended, grunting softly in the back of his throat and arching his chest up into Yusuke's hands, seeking more contact. He barely heard their exchanged words, but Kurama made a surprised, pleasured sound as Hiei's tongue was suddenly on his cock. His shoulders snapped backward into Yusuke's chest and he exhaled a sharp puff of pleasure, a quiet moan escaping afterward, the sound lingering as Kurama's hips twitched upward, just slightly. Hiei slowly ran his tongue up and down the length of Kurama's cock before taking the whole thing into his mouth. He began to move his head up and down. Soon the saliva began to ease the slide of Kurama's cock in and out of his mouth, and he began to make lewd noises.
Yusuke enjoyed the slick sounds for a few minutes and rolled his hips against Kurama's bottom. Yusuke knew that Kurama could not last very long in Hiei's mouth. "Mm...isn't he good at that?" Yusuke purred. One of Yusuke's hands slowly moved down Kurama's navel to ruffle Hiei's hair. "His mouth just makes your knees weak, doesn't it?" Yusuke teased. "V-Very." Kurama gasped out, smiling around his gasps at Yusuke's teasing. He laughed a little, the sound stuttered with more dirty noises due to Hiei's talents. A hand moved over Hiei's hair - not pushing, just wanting to feel him - absently running into Yusuke's before settling on his shoulder, fingers curling.
Yusuke's other hand still teased Kurama's nipple. "Now, how do you want me to welcome you home?" Yusuke nibbled Kurama's earlobe. "How do you want me to-" Yusuke rolled his hips against Kurama's backside. "-make you feel good?" Yusuke's voice was suggestive. "Mn." Kurama pressed his lips together, pressing back into Yusuke, anxiety pulling at him at the thought as it manifested and he whimpered at the mental images that provoked. "I..." He hesitated, groaning quietly with frustration at himself, lifting a hand to palm at his own face, fingers trembling. Why was it so hard for him to ask for that? Kurama wasn't sure... but he wanted... Kurama whined low in his throat, pressing back against Yusuke again, enjoying the feel of Yusuke's erection against his rear more than he ever thought he could. Yusuke chuckled darkly and watched Kurama thread his hand through Hiei's hair. "Simmer down a little..." Yusuke whispered to Hiei. He wanted to make sure Kurama lasted for a bit longer. Hiei slowed his pace significantly but slowly continued to move his head up and down. Yusuke smiled and let go of Hiei.
Yusuke could tell what Kurama wanted, but he knew Kurama had probably never done that, and was pretty nervous. Yusuke's hand moved to tilt Kurama's chin toward him. "Shh..." Yusuke whispered softly. He leaned in and kissed Kurama deeply swirling his tongue around the fox's mouth. When he broke the kiss, he looked to Kurama his eyes sparkling. "...I'll take care of you."
"Hiei...?" Hiei slowed what he was doing and looked up at Yusuke. "Will you grab me the bottle of lube?" Hiei stopped what he was doing and grabbed the bottle, handing it to Yusuke. Hiei knew that this was going to be pretty intense for the kitsune. He slowly moved up to hold Kurama. Kurama started to tremble bodily, one visible eye conflicted as Yusuke turned Kurama's head to face him. His other hand still palmed his own face, hiding his other eye, fingers tangled in his red bangs. Kurama leaned into the kiss, another whimper escaping him as Yusuke pulled back, the hand on his face moving slightly, both green eyes now watching Yusuke pleadingly. Kurama bit his lip as Yusuke asked Hiei for the lube, trying to turn to hide his face in Yusuke's neck, wanting to bury away against him. He was still shaking all over, but made no move to try to stop what was happening. It was terrifying, but - Hiei had done it. Perhaps that meant Kurama could handle it, too. He clutched to that thought, heart in his throat. Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama and softly opened his mind to reassure him. Yusuke would take care of Kurama, just like Kurama had taken care of him. Hiei pressed his forehead affectionately to Kurama's. He knew Kurama was probably going to need more to distract him.
Yusuke squeezed some of the lubricant on his fingers. Yusuke moved so his forehead was pressed to Kurama's shoulder. Yusuke slowly moved the lubricant between his fingers to warm it up. Yusuke planted soft kisses on Kurama's shoulder.
Once the lubricant was warm enough he smeared it around Kurama's entrance and kissed the back of Kurama's neck. Slowly he coated his index finger with more lubricant. He slowly slid the finger inside. "Tell me if anything hurts or if you want me to stop." Yusuke whispered kissing the back of Kurama's neck. Kurama clung to Hiei since he couldn't bury himself against Yusuke, shoving his face into Hiei's hair for the comfort of that familiar smell. Kurama tensed up as Yusuke leaned onto his shoulder, holding his breath subconsciously. Despite the kisses, he squirmed instinctively as that finger went too fast into him, stiffening away from that touch and making a distressed noise in the back of his throat. He held Hiei too tightly, eyes squeezed shut. Yusuke was startled by Kurama's reaction. Kurama seemed to go entirely tense in that moment, which made it much more uncomfortable. Yusuke immediately pulled his finger out and pulled Kurama more into his arms. "I'm sorry...I got you." Hiei was also startled by Kurama's reaction and continued to hang onto the kitsune's other side. Hiei didn't know what to say, so he nuzzled Kurama. Kurama slumped into Yusuke's hold, but didn't relax. His arms shook badly around Hiei and he didn't unbury himself. He was still holding his breath, and realized it belatedly when his lungs began to burn. Kurama released it in a large whoosh, inhaling sharply of Hiei's scent. He felt horribly ashamed and couldn't bring himself to face Yusuke. His eyes stung, and Kurama chastised himself. He should be better than this! Yusuke knew Kurama was already beating himself up over this. "Kurama...it's ok...I told you about what happened with Jin when I tried to do this?" Yusuke slowly began to rub Kurama's shoulder. "I couldn't do it...it hurt way too much. We tried a couple times, but it never really worked. I just couldn't relax." Yusuke explained. "It sometimes takes a few tries..." Yusuke's words were just making Kurama hate himself even more. A thousand years and he'd never done this, and now he wanted to and he couldn't. Cold hate at himself burned in his chest, manifesting as frustration and Kurama tensed up more, again. He didn't say anything, just continued holding Hiei. Kurama wasn't shaking as much from anxiety, but he was starting to quiver with self-loathing. Yusuke wrapped his arms around Kurama. "The thing is...I'm not super experienced with this..." Yusuke admitted. He'd only topped Jin a handful of times and very little preparation was needed because the wind master was used to it. "...I've never really had to prepare someone before...so it's my fault..." Yusuke felt guilty that he failed at making Kurama feel good. "...I was really excited and I went too fast..." Yusuke pressed his forehead into Kurama's shoulders.
Hiei's skin flushed and he looked over at Yusuke. "What exactly did you do?" Yusuke paused for a moment. "So I warmed the lubricant between my fingers and then-" Hiei cut Yusuke off. "That's the problem. Friction dries out lubricant...when you rubbed your fingers together you dried it out. If you're relaxed and there's enough lubricant there's no resistance...if you feel resistance you're supposed to add more lubricant or wait..." Yusuke looked dumbfounded. "I did feel resistance...so it's my mistake." Yusuke felt guilty. He had probably ruined this experience for Kurama. "I'm so sorry." He buried his head in Kurama's shoulder. Both Yusuke and Kurama were looking rather distraught. "Kurama is really good at preparation...maybe if he did it to you again...maybe later..." Hiei suggested hoping his words would do something to help both of them. Kurama sighed. He turned in Yusuke's embrace, letting go of Hiei in the process, so he could shift. He gathered Yusuke into his arms, pressing back against Hiei to give him some reassurance, as well. "I shouldn't have expected so much from you." Kurama confessed, putting one hand to the back of Yusuke's head to pull him in for a kiss. His self-hatred was taking a back seat to caring for them. A part of Kurama was still annoyed, but he tried not to focus on that. Was it even worth it to try again? Kurama felt he'd continue to have the same reaction, and that was incredibly frustrating. Yusuke was a little disappointed at Kurama's statement he had thought of himself as a better lover than that. "I'm sorry..." Yusuke felt guilty. He hadn't lived up to Kurama's expectations. He just wanted to make the fox feel good. Hiei wasn't too keen on the idea of them ruining the whole day over a minor set back. It wasn't a big deal anyway. "You're both overthinking." Hiei said rolling his eyes. They needed to do something to get their minds off of it. "Why don't you both go dancing or something? Kurama could just put up an illusion." It would get them out of the house and provide a good distraction. Yusuke raised an eyebrow considering it. "Shh..." Kurama tried to kiss the guilt out of Yusuke's voice; making it sweet, understanding. He cupped Yusuke's face as he pulled back, leaning their foreheads together. Kurama kept his eyes closed, focusing on easing Yusuke's mind. "I should've helped you. It's all right, Yusuke. I shouldn't have assumed." Kurama had an idea, anyway, for the next time they tried. His cheeks flushed and he laughed a little, feeling faintly awkward about admitting this, but if it would help Yusuke, he would.
"I've got a thousand years of anxiety built up around this... The fact you made me comfortable enough to consider it is a mighty achievement, in itself. Don't downplay your worth, Yusuke." Kurama listened to Hiei's words as he drew Yusuke close, again; tucking him under his chin as Kurama gently ran his fingers through the hair on the back of Yusuke's head. He looked thoughtful. "It can be...difficult." Hiei admitted thinking back to some uncomfortable moments he had. Yusuke looked between them curiously. Hiei sighed knowing that he could relax Yusuke. "Why do you think I trim my claws?" Yusuke raised an eyebrow surprised and then realized, in the time he had known Hiei, his nails had changed. He never noticed before. Yusuke started laughing. Kurama rolled his eyes in amusement, casting Hiei a dry look but still holding Yusuke close despite the laughter. He nuzzled absently to the top of Yusuke's head. "We'll simply try again." Kurama offered, in a quiet tone, smoothing his hand over Yusuke's hair. His eyes were warm on Hiei. Hiei smiled at hearing Kurama say that. Hiei yawned again and curled up around Kurama. "Maybe after a nap?" Hiei suggested. Yusuke chuckled at Hiei's comment and kissed Kurama's shoulder. "Whatever Kurama wants." Yusuke admitted, flushing. "Though a nap does sound...nice." It would be a good way to deal with stress. Kurama leaned back into Hiei, with a soft sigh, nodding gently. "You should nap, Hiei. I think I need a bit of time alone with Yusuke." There was a sparkle in Kurama's eye, and he hummed softly, moving to kiss Yusuke's cheek. "I'm not done with you yet." Kurama's hands cupped Yusuke's cheeks, gently rubbing his thumbs over the curve of them. He pulled back to give Yusuke a warm beam; Kurama had a feeling things still weren't clear, and he wanted to be sure Yusuke's guilt was completely eradicated before they tried to move forward. Yusuke smiled at Kurama and flushed when the kitsune kissed him and then touched him. His eyes sparkled. Hiei couldn't help but pout a little, if they were going to do something fun he wanted to watch. Eventually, he smiled up at Kurama and kissed him softly. "Thank you." Kurama whispered in Hiei's ear as the kiss broke, pressing warmth towards him mentally, promising not to leave him out of anything interesting. "Mm..." Hiei rolled over onto his side and fell asleep immediately. Yusuke looked over. "Jeez. Out like a light." Yusuke laughed. Kurama turned towards Yusuke, then, gifting him with a smile and rolling over him to get out of bed. As he stood, Kurama pulled his fox pajama pants back up and his borrowed white T-shirt back down, eyes flicking towards the door and the living room. He inclined his head with a flirty half-grin, winking before shifting to disappear out of the room, clearly expecting Yusuke to follow. Kurama headed for the couch, but didn't sit, leaning on the armrest as he waited for Yusuke to seat himself, first. Yusuke watched Kurama pull his clothes back on. He still couldn't fight the guilty feeling in his chest. He wished he had made it better for Kurama. Yusuke hadn't undressed yet, so he slowly rolled out of bed and followed Kurama into the living room. He sat down next to the kitsune. Kurama shifted up, settling himself to face Yusuke, sitting in his lap. He bent his knees into Yusuke's sides, resting his hands on Yusuke's in their laps and grasped them so Yusuke's knuckles faced Kurama. He smiled beautifully at him. "Talk to me." Kurama stated, warm but serious, bringing those knuckles up to his mouth to kiss the backs of them, green eyes watching Yusuke intently. Yusuke looked at Kurama, nervously. "After watching what you did for Hiei...I wanted to do the same for you...when you made love to Hiei, you were so beautiful and so passionate. I knew it was an important thing and you've never trusted anyone to do that before...and I just felt awful that I couldn't make it that good for you." Yusuke scratched the back of his head. "I guess Hiei just did it to himself a lot before, so he's really experienced. But I still just want to make you happy." Kurama let Yusuke's hands rest in their laps, and he brought his hands up to cup Yusuke's cheeks. "I'm different from Hiei, and you're different from me." Kurama started, gently. He was still smiling; reassuring and loving. "Yusuke." Kurama continued, in a clearer tone, eyes narrowing slightly. "How many people have you topped." It was without inflection; Kurama had a larger point to prove, but this came first. His expression was neutral, emphatically not judging or trying to make Yusuke feel bad. Yusuke looked embarrassed by his lack of experience. "Only Jin...I tried with Hiei, but he flipped me over." Yusuke chuckled. "I did bottom for both you and Hiei..." Yusuke scratched the back of his head nervously. Kurama beamed at him, leaning in to kiss Yusuke's cheek. "There's the difference." Kurama admitted, linking his arms behind Yusuke's neck. Yusuke flushed a bit. "I'm sorry...I guess it's lack of experience." Yusuke admitted. "It's nothing to be ashamed of." Kurama assured him, nuzzling against Yusuke's cheek, green eyes closeby and incredibly fond. "Thanks...it's a little embarrassing." Yusuke admitted nodding at Kurama's statements. "You're still as charming as ever." Kurama grinned, adding a bit of flattery to try to get Yusuke to relax. "It's just, you need to keep in mind I have more built up in my mind around this, than Hiei does in his." Kurama offered, kindly. He kissed Yusuke on the mouth, voice dropping to a whisper. "I know...it's the first time...ever..." "And..." Kurama hesitated, but forged onward, anyway. "...it's not something I'd want Hiei to do." Kurama announced, cheeks flushing prettily although he bravely refused to look away. Yusuke paused at Kurama's next statement. His eyes went wide and he had to rewind it. His brain short circuited for a moment. "Oh...only me..." Yusuke's cheeks flushed even brighter and his eyes went starry. He could feel his heart begin to pound. Yusuke closed the distance between them and placed a tender kiss on Kurama's lips. Kurama blushed darker as Yusuke's eyes widened, and he sighed, haughtily, at those starry eyes. "Yes, yes..." Kurama mumbled against him, clearly embarrassed at admitting it, but he gladly accepted the kiss. "If anything, that should give you a bit of an ego boost, yes? After over a thousand years, you're the only one who's even come close to making me want that, so..." Kurama swallowed, his face feeling as though it were on fire, and he buried it in Yusuke's shoulder, with a bashful sigh. "I don't mind waiting. You just need to practice and learn patience. Or I could prepare myself." Kurama added, thoughtfully, sounding more like himself now. Yusuke blushed even brighter and nodded. "You must really like me." Yusuke made a self-deprecating joke to try to lighten the mood. "It makes me feel really special." Yusuke admitted. Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "You don't have to wait..." Yusuke admitted. "...I think I can make it feel better this time around...whenever you feel comfortable." "I do rather like you, yes." Kurama said quietly, taking the joke somewhat seriously. He nuzzled into Yusuke's neck, kissing softly there as he allowed himself to slide further into Yusuke's lap. "But I wouldn't wish for Hiei to feel left out." Kurama sighed, a tad worried. "I said I'd wake him if there was anything interesting..." "We could just go back to bed..." Yusuke said with a smile. "...besides...it'll probably feel better if he's watching." Yusuke whispered the last bit, and couldn't help but laugh. "I think everything was going well up until that point." Yusuke admitted. Besides, if Yusuke was entirely focused on preparing Kurama, Hiei would be able to hold Kurama. Kurama pouted softly, caging Yusuke in with his arms and hugging on him, some. "It feels like I haven't seen you alone in so long, though..." Kurama sounded sulky. "Didn't you miss me?" He almost whined, although it was mostly playful. Yusuke grinned at Kurama's statement. "Of course I missed you." Yusuke chuckled. "I know...work sucks sometimes, but I do have tomorrow off too. We could go and do something fun together." He laughed. "Hmph. Well, how would you want me to look?" Kurama asked, sounding grumpy now. "You don't like blondes, brunettes or Japanese businessmen, apparently." He clarified, drolly. Yusuke laughed a little embarrassed. "Keiko's a brunette." Yusuke reminded Kurama gently. "I think red hair may be my favorite." He admitted shyly. Kurama pulled back to blink at him, tilting his head. "So what was wrong with the brunette I did?" Yusuke hadn't seemed interested, which was where his conclusion had come from. He lofted a brow. "So... you fell in love with me for my hair?" Kurama deadpanned. "She didn't have your sparkle so it felt weird..." Yusuke explained. "Of course not. I love Hiei and Keiko too. Neither of them have red hair." Yusuke paused for a moment. "Though Keiko would look very cute with red hair but Hiei would just look ridiculous..." Kurama considered this, a bit put out that Yusuke had taken him so seriously. He sighed, the conversation getting too heavy for his current mood. He hugged Yusuke again, pressing close and mumbling in his ear. "I want to play, or something similar." Kurama confessed, speaking frankly for once. "It seems as though things have been too heavy around here, lately." He suggested. Yusuke blushed realizing that Kurama had meant it as a joke. He was so nervous he felt like things were flying over his head. "Hmmm...we could play video games? Or we could go out somewhere." Yusuke laughed to himself at the dumb idea. "We should build a pillow fort!" Yusuke suggested half jokingly. "If you want to be destroyed in video games, of course we can play them." Kurama hummed at him, starting to smirk. He walked his fingers down Yusuke's chest, staying close, pressing a lingering kiss behind Yusuke's ear. "What kind of fort would you want to build?" He asked, half-intrigued and wondering where that suggestion had come from. Yusuke laughed and stuck out his tongue. "I dunno...I have some games you probably haven't played." Yusuke cuddled closer to Kurama. Suddenly Kurama had gotten more seductive. Yusuke was a little surprised. It seemed like the fox was still in the mood. "A pillow fort. Didn't you ever build those as a kid?" "And yet you assume I wouldn't catch on to the point of them quickly enough to decimate you." Kurama clarified, sounding amused as he pulled back enough to see Yusuke's face. He resisted the urge to lean in to taste that tongue, but his eyes still darkened with interest. Kurama's smile was sweet, however, and he tapped Yusuke's nose with a fingertip. "Certainly not." He huffed, sounding too dignified for such things. Yusuke laughed at Kurama's boast. "You'd probably just smash buttons and win." Yusuke couldn't help but smile even brighter. He laughed at Kurama's faux posh reaction. "Well I guess you were thousands of years old even when you were a kid sooo...we'll just have to build one." Yusuke grinned. "I don't suppose you ever played any of those unrefined kissing games growing up either?" Yusuke gave Kurama a seductive expression and leaned in. "Hmph." Kurama lofted a brow at Yusuke's besmirching his video game prowess, but played it up, tilting his nose into the air haughtily. "Foxes don't grow up with pillows, I'll have you know." He intimated, stiffly, but his eyes were engaged and interested in the game. At the mention of kissing he smirked, angling his mouth teasingly away from Yusuke's even as his gaze beckoned him closer. "Don't those games usually require something before kissing, darling?" Kurama retorted, smoothly. Yusuke chuckled. "Wanna build a pillow fort and find out? We could build one in my room..." Yusuke's voice was more suggestive. "Isn't that corrupting childhood nostalgia with teenage awkwardness, though?" Kurama furthered, linking his arms around behind Yusuke's neck, canting his head to look directly into Yusuke's eyes. "Maybe if you carry me there, I could be persuaded to dally in such ridiculous pasttimes." Kurama offered, eyelashes dipping slightly as he returned the look more subtly than Yusuke had sent it to him. Yusuke slowly lifted Kurama up into his arms so he was carrying him bridal style. He playfully spun Kurama and headed for his bedroom. He set Kurama down on the bed gently. Hiei was asleep a couple feet away from them. Yusuke leaned in and tucked a wild strand of hair behind Kurama's ear. He leaned in for a playful kiss. Kurama hadn't expected to be held this way, but he settled into it nonetheless, tucking himself against Yusuke's shoulder. He clutched to Yusuke as he was spun, chuckling softly as he was placed on the bed, eyes lifting as Yusuke leaned down. That green gaze sparked, just before contact, and Kurama ducked away nimbly once more, humming at him tauntingly. "Didn't you want to build things first? Or try one of those silly games? Are you trying to cheat?" Kurama accused, but his eyes were half-lidded and heated. "How do you know I'm cheating if you've never played those games?" Yusuke teased pressing his forehead to Kurama's. "Since I can't kiss you yet, I guess I'll have to build the fort." Yusuke reached into his drawer pulling out an extra set of sheets. "Word travels in school, I'll have you know." Kurama huffed up at him, sitting up on the bed as Yusuke moved away, watching him curiously. He'd truly never built a pillow fort, however. "Well...aren't you glad we went to separate schools? Besides...I don't kiss and tell." Yusuke whispered winking at Kurama. He unfolded the sheets and draped them carefully over the headboard. He tied off the end before moving to the diagonal side and repeating the action. The inside of it looked like a smaller tent. Kurama felt himself flush with pleasure, at the wink. He couldn't help a softer smile, even though Yusuke likely didn't see it as he busied himself. Kurama eyed what he was doing, blinking at the tent as it raised itself. "You don't use pillows?" He asked, clearly confused. "You line the inside with pillows." Yusuke chuckled. He disappeared into the guest room and returned with all 5 of the pillows in there. Slowly he began stacking them up. He let Hiei keep the pillow he had chosen because he was asleep. Once he was satisfied, and the three of them were enclosed in this cocoon of pillows and blankets Yusuke smiled at Kurama. "So can you kiss me now, or am I still uncool?" He teased. Kurama huffed a laugh at him, eying Yusuke. "You were never uncool." Kurama tapped Yusuke's nose. "Didn't you want to show me those kissing games, too?" Kurama's eyes were ruthlessly teasing, his tone saccharine. "It was your idea, after all." He rubbed salt in the metaphorical wound with those words, clearly enjoying torturing Yusuke a bit too much. Yusuke said embarrassed. "There's one where you move toward the other person...and the first person to pull away loses...so in our case...the first person to break the kiss would lose." Yusuke smiled. "The other one is actually called 'Too Hot'. You kiss the other person and only your mouths can touch...the first person to touch the other person loses. Basically, seducing someone with a kiss." Yusuke chuckled. Kurama's smile canted dangerously towards overconfident. "Let's try the second." He offered, scooting closer but not quite touching Yusuke, tilting his head to watch him, attentively, eyes growing darker again. Yusuke looked over at Kurama and laughed a little. "Sure...I'll warn you...I always lose at this." He admitted smiling at the kitsune. He leaned in and pressed a kiss on Kurama's lips. He tried to cross his arms so it would be easier to keep his hands to himself. Yusuke leaned in to deepen the kiss and softly sucked Kurama's bottom lip. He carefully ran his tongue along the inside of Kurama's mouth. Although he did not want to lose he was already feeling eager. He wanted to touch Kurama's hands or run his fingers through Kurama's hair.
Just to avoid temptation he moved his arms so they were stiff at his side, much like a penguin. Realizing that this wasn't going to do anything to stop him, he slid his hands in his pockets. Kurama hummed into Yusuke's mouth, tilting his head back a bit, breaking the kiss playfully. He gave Yusuke a heated look, green eyes dark under his eyelashes, slowly running his tongue over his lower lip, vaguely taunting. He wondered if Yusuke would chase him, in order to continue the kiss. The rules had said no contact other than their mouths, but hadn't specified that breaking the kiss wasn't allowed, after all. Yusuke gasped a little surprised Kurama had broken the kiss. Yusuke was a bit surprised when Kurama licked his lower lip. "No fair." He murmured leaning in to capture Kurama's lips again. His fingertips tingled. He wanted to touch the kitsune very badly, but he forced himself to resist. Kurama smirked against Yusuke as he came after him. "Hmm?" He purred, dotting a teasingly light kiss on Yusuke's lips, and lifted a hand to absently run it through his own hair, fingers twirling in red locks, carefully not touching Yusuke. "What's the matter, darling? Is this game too much for you?" Kurama's eyes challenged him, warmly. Yusuke looked up at Kurama watching him play with his hair. "Hmmph. Two can play at that game." He pulled back a little and pulled his shirt off. He was careful not to touch Kurama. He knew Kurama hadn't seen him shirtless in almost a month. Hopefully, something more...primal would awaken inside the kitsune. He winked at Kurama and ran a hand across his own chest. Kurama's eyes sparked, but he regarded Yusuke coolly. He tipped in to give Yusuke a harder kiss, sliding his tongue inside and claiming his mouth thoroughly. Kurama's fingers continued to brush lazily through his own hair, one hand still folded behind his waist. Yusuke pulled back a little bit before surrendering his mouth to Kurama. He wanted to tease the kitsune a little before giving in. Yusuke smiled into the kiss. Kurama chuckled against Yusuke, letting him pull back and withdrawing further from Yusuke instead of taking advantage of his surrender, smirking softly. He raised an eyebrow. "You don't want to kiss?" He accused, eyes incredibly affectionate - even though he was just making the teasing worse. Kurama let his eyes drift half-shut, as he slowly shifted to massage his own scalp, purposefully showing off his red hair. Yusuke laughed at Kurama. "You're the one who broke it first." He teased leaning in again. Yusuke closed his eyes, maybe if he couldn't see Kurama this would be easier. "Perhaps~ But you know I didn't mean it." Kurama smiled beautifully into this next kiss, also closing his eyes and kissing Yusuke sweetly, multiple times, closed-mouth on just his lips. When Yusuke watched Kurama, something cracked. Yusuke ripped his hands out of his pockets and embraced Kurama. The kiss was passionate. Yusuke didn't even realize he lost the game. Kurama laughed warmly into his mouth, easily melting into that kiss and moving his hands to rest on Yusuke's hips, now that Yusuke had already lost. He let Yusuke kiss him, going along with it and allowing him to lead. Yusuke still hadn't realized he lost. Yusuke's heart was pounding. He had missed Kurama so much. His tongue slowly explored the inside of Kurama's mouth. It had been such a long time. Kurama hummed into the kiss, shifting a bit closer, settling in Yusuke's lap as his arms hooked around Yusuke's waist. He met the slow kiss, tongue rising to meet Yusuke's as Kurama tilted his head so they could breathe better. His chest felt full, and bright.