Slip of the Tongue

Slip of the Tongue
By cillaxox

I don’t own YYH. I wish I did, but I don’t.

cillaxox: She-wolf since you asked so nicely there was absolutely no way I could refuse. Here is the story you asked for. I honestly didn’t plan on writing another Hiei/Kuwabara fic, but I got this idea and decided to go with it. Since the first story I wrote about them was so short I wanted to make this one longer and it will be.
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“Why is it Koenma always sends us on missions to some dirty place? Just once I would like to fight evil bellhops at a 5 star resort.” Yusuke cautiously sniffed his white t-shirt then exclaimed, “Damn it! I smell like that swamp.”

Kuwabara chimed in, “I can’t wait to get home and take a hot shower.”

Hiei who was walking a few feet in front of Kuwabara said, “I’m surprised you even know what soap and water is.”

Yusuke laughed loudly at the joke, but other than that he remained quiet. Kurama pretended not to hear it and he silently counted down the seconds until the inevitable argument.

“Listen here punk, I don’t need any comments from 2 feet tall demons who stink just as bad as I do! At least I have a shower that I can go home to. You have to go find a water fountain and scrub yourself with leaves.”

Hiei hissed in between clenched teeth, “That ignorant comment proves just how little you know about me.”

The enraged human scrunched up his nose and yelled, “I know you’re a pain in the ass!”

Kurama shook his head at his teammates childish antics. He knew it would be too much to ask for them to get along for even the briefest period. Even as he watched the two argue he couldn’t help but sense there was an undertone to it all. The only ones that didn’t notice it were Kuwabara and Hiei. Also there was Yusuke, but that was to be expected. The Spirit Detective usually didn’t pick up on the obvious until it was right in front of his face and some one had explained it to him at least two times.

The pair continued bickering until the group reached the city they called home and had to go their separate ways. They said their good-byes and each one took a different street. Yusuke turned left, Kuwabara went straight, Kurama headed to the right and Hiei simply disappeared.

As Kurama walked toward his home he sensed some one was following him. The feeling followed him all the way to his house. The strange tingling sensation at the base of his neck didn’t go away even when he reached his bedroom. A flash of black at his window caught his attention. Once he saw who was delicately perched atop his windowsill the tingling at the back of his neck went away.

“You know you could have just walked with me. It would have been so much easier that way.”

Hiei climbed over the ledge and dropped down onto Kurama’s floor. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Kurama combed his fingers through his tangled red locks. He shook his head in disgust when he saw clumps of dirt fall out. “What’s so entertaining about stalking me?”

“The way you walk.” The fox raised an eyebrow and waited for his friend to explain himself. “You like to think you’re so poised and in control fox, but when I start trailing you your careful façade slips a little. I can tell you get nervous, because you speed up your steps and try not to look over your shoulder in suspicion. You’re not quite sure if it’s me or some one else. It’s all rather amusing.”

The human youth gave the demon a blank stare. “You really need to find a hobby Hiei.”

Kurama began to get out of his clothes. While he did so Hiei watched him intently. He unconsciously licked his right fang as he watched Kurama undress. He was fascinated by the way the cotton material slid off the human’s lithe frame and the gentle swooshing sound it made as it hit the floor.

The red head picked up a towel then slung it over his shoulder. He picked up another towel and tossed it to Hiei. Without even thinking the fire apparition caught the piece of terry cloth and clutched it to his chest. Kurama smiled and asked, “Are you coming or not?”

“What about your mother?”

The fox’s smile grew even wider and in addition his eyes narrowed seductively. “She’s not here.”

“What if she comes back?”

Kurama walked over to Hiei and held him by the collar of his cloak. He pulled the demon forward and urged him to follow him. “We’ll worry about it when it happens. Now come with me, I need you to scrub my back along with several other hard to reach spots.”

The shower Kurama and Hiei shared could easily be considered foreplay. They did clean themselves, but they also devoted a lot of time towards fondling one another. The playful fox would build up a thick lather of soap then stroke Hiei’s hardened shaft until all the soap was gone then repeated the whole process. In return the aroused fire demon would lather his fingers and use them to explore Kurama’s firm backside. In this way an ordinary shower turned into twenty minutes of teasing foreplay.

Once they were finished washing they hurried towards Kurama’s bedroom. Just to be on the safe side he bolted the door behind them. When he turned to face Hiei he discovered the apparition was already on the bed waiting for him.

“Come here fox. I require pleasure.”

Kurama laughed at the demon’s boldness. In all the time they had been meeting like this Hiei never once asked or begged for Kurama to touch him. The apparition always commanded the fox and took whatever he wanted from the willing youth’s body. This arrangement seemed to suit them both fine even if it did try Kurama's patience from time to time. Sometimes he found himself wishing Hiei would be a gentle lover, but he knew it wasn’t in the demon’s personality.

“You want pleasure you say?” Kurama asked coyly as he slinked over to his bed where Hiei waited for him.

After the human sat down Hiei pounced on him and growled, “I demand it.”

Hiei licked the supple neck below and carefully punctured it. He left a trail of red bite marks from Kurama’s neck down to his shoulder. The wounds didn’t bleed much just enough to make Hiei’s blood boil. He prepared to move down past Kurama’s creamy chest, but the red head stopped him.

Kurama pushed Hiei off of his chest then slide down in between the demon’s slim legs. His hand tightly gripped his lover’s erection and stroked it languidly. “I thought you demanded pleasure.” He tightened his grip and jerked Hiei’s rigid sex even harder. “If that is the case then I should be the one doing this.”

Kurama opened his mouth wide and took Hiei deep within his mouth. He swished his tongue over the hot flesh while moving his head up and down. He used one hand to gently squeeze the fleshy sac that hid underneath the base of the shaft in his mouth. Kurama felt his heart beat faster as he orally pleasured Hiei. The low guttural growls coming from the back of the fire demon’s throat made Kurama’s manhood throb. He placed a hand in between his legs so that he could masturbate while taking care of Hiei. When the small body heaved and convulsed in the midst of an immense release Kurama felt his own load erupt into his hand.

Hiei was the first one to move he picked up one of the discarded bath towels and cleaned himself then Kurama off. The exhausted human turned over onto his side and motioned for his companion to join him. Even though he didn’t want to Hiei lied down next to Kurama and allowed the youth to wrap his arms around him. To the demon this was always the worst part of the activities he shared with Kurama. The thought of being cuddled like some sort of doll sickened him, but he did it anyways because he knew the fox enjoyed it. After a while the rhythmic sounds of Kurama’s breathing filled Hiei’s ear. He closed his eyes and join the boy in slumber.

While Hiei slept his subconscious raced and project images. He dreamed of a warm, bright light enveloping his body. He didn’t know who this presence was supposed to be, but he knew he had nothing to fear from it. It felt like the light was cradling him and carefully rocking him back forth against its invisible chest. The longer Hiei stayed in the comforting embrace the more the unseen figure began to develop. He noticed the figure was tall with a strong physique. It still wasn’t enough for him to figure out who the presence actually was, but it was enough for him to know he was safe and loved.

After what seemed like an eternity of rocking the figure began speaking to the contented demon. Hiei couldn’t understand what was being said nor he didn’t care. It was enough for him to know the person was talking to him. The unknown figure continued cradling him and whispering to him. Hiei looked up at the figure’s face and was nearly blinded by the light that surrounded it. He had to shield his eyes from the brilliant illumination. In his dream Hiei closed his eyes. When he did that he was able to see whom the blinding presence actually was. He smiled and said the name aloud.

Kurama sat up on the bed and look down at Hiei. It took him several minutes to realize the demon was talking in his sleep. Despite the fact that Kurama was lying next to the sleeping apparition he still wasn’t able to make out what the demon was saying.

Meanwhile in Hiei’s dream the demon continued to say the name of his new self-proclaimed protector. In fact he was saying it so loud he actually woke himself. Hiei sat up on the bed and blinked his eyes repeatedly. As he became aware of his surroundings he remembered his dream. He tried to remember the name he had been calling, but it disappeared from his memory the moment he awoke. He looked to his left and saw Kurama watching at him. “What are you staring at fox?”

“You were talking in your sleep. Seeing how this is the first time you have done that I was quite naturally surprised.”

Hiei stood up and put his pants on. “What was I saying?”

The fox’s naturally pale skin turned a shade whiter. He shook his head no and forced a smile. “I have no idea. You were talking to low for me to hear.”

The suspicious apparition was about to question his friend further when he heard a woman’s voice call out, “Shuuici are you home?”

Kurama jumped out of bed and rushed to put on some clothes. He turned to tell Hiei to leave, but the demon was already gone. The youth opened his door and went out to greet his mother.

A few blocks away Hiei sat in a treetop trying to make sense of the dream he barely recollected. The only thing he remembered about the dream was he was happy. A concept that was totally foreign to him.

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I know it’s a little short, but I had to make it that way. I hope you guys like so far, because there is still quite a bit more to come. Be sure to review and let me know you’re interested so far.