Camp Wood

"They sell firewood?" Kazuma awed. Kurama nodded, putting the grocery bag and heavy set of symmetric blocks on the ground.

"Probably realised families want to save as much time as possible," the yoko said. Kuwabara rubbed his chin, then grinned.

"Ya know, I would've bet my ass you'd be itching to do it yourself," he said. The longhaired redhead's expression became sour.

"I was, but it's strictly forbidden on the camping area, and the woods around here belong to someone, so they're off limits," he sighed. Kuwa puckered his lips in empathy, nodding.

"So what did ya get for dinner?" he asked, trying to cheer up the fox. Kurama's brows rose and he dug into the bag.

"All the traditional roast dishes," he smiled, "Sausages, sweet corn, pineapple, paprika, steaks..." He laid the foods on one of the benches surrounding the black, cool fire hole. Yusuke walked to them and began setting the blocks on the coals, his hair still damp.

"Where's the runt?" Kuwabara asked, observing Urameshi's task with mild interest.

"Probably drying off, I dunno," he mumbled, eyes on his hands. When he was done, he sat back on his heels.

"Where are the matches?" he asked. Kurama dug in and handed him a box. Yusuke began trying to light the wood, with little success. Kurama and Kuwabara stood silently, glancing at each other quickly. Neither wanted to be the one to damage Yusuke's ego and tell him he sucked at this. Several minutes and even more dead little flames later, the frowning detective reached for another matchbox. When he turned back, Hiei had knelt next to him, his hand between blocks.

A huge flame burst out of nowhere, and the whole pile was on fire. Yusuke blinked in surprise, and turned to his partner. Hiei's face remained serious, staring into the flames.

"I'm not going to wait all evening for food. I'm hungry," he said. Urameshi's cheeks tinted dark with embarrassment, and he quickly looked at the redheads, who turned away to bustle with something non-existent even quicker. They had to fight not to let their shoulders shake with laughter. A pissed-off Yusuke was the last thing this trip needed.

Hiei had sat opposite of his lover, on the other side of the fire, just to be safe. Kurama handed him a shish kebab with a little bit of everything on it, and sat down himself. The human boys sat down as well, and they grilled their foods in a comfortable silence as the horizon started to turn pink and purple. Well, mostly comfortable. Yusuke couldn't help stealing quick glances at the jaganshi's concentrated, beautiful features, illuminated by the flames. Hiei's tongue darted out unconsciously, trailing along his upper lip as he turned and twisted his sphere to get it in the right angle.

Yusuke flushed and turned his gaze quickly on his own one, a bit too late.

"Um, Urameshi? I think your sausage's on fire," Kazuma said. Blushing even more from the ridiculous innuendo his ears heard, Yusuke slapped his sausage down in the flames. Kurama frowned.

"You could've still saved a good deal of it," he said. The brown-eyed teen shrugged.

"We've got more, right?" Kurama glanced in the bag, his lips pursing.

"I just realised I forgot something," he muttered.

"What?" Kuwabara asked.

"We don't have anything for dessert. I wanted to roast marshmallows," the kitsune sighed. Yusuke put his shish kebab down, got up and dusted his pants.

"I'll go down to the gas station. It's not far away, right? Get some more beer while I'm there," he said. Kuwa smiled with his mouth full, giving him the thumbs up. Hiei made sure to keep his gaze on the fire as his partner passed him. Some time passed, and Hiei and Kurama were done eating. Kazuma was having his third portion. The fox yawned and leaned back on the grass, on the outer side of the bench. The sky was a mellow dark blue by now. His mouth played idly with the straw he had picked.

Hiei leaned closer to the fire, his brows angling. Like always after a heavy meal, he was craving ice cream. And he had stupidly forgotten to remind the detective to bring him some from the station, and now he'd probably be back soon anyway. He pressed his face against his knees lazily; the full stomach and blazing fire were tiring him down.

"Took you long enough!" Kuwabara said suddenly, Hiei perking up.

"It was crowded," came the dark laughter. The fire demon sat up straight and glanced at his lover. With a secretive smile, Yusuke shoved his hand in the bag and pulled out a big chocolate ice cream cone. Ruby eyes widened, and Hiei managed to catch the flying treat in the nick of time. Kazuma's face stretched.

"How come the runt gets one?" he complained.

"He asked for it," Yusuke sighed and sat down. Kuwa's brows forked slowly.

"No he didn't," he said. Yusuke and Hiei froze, swallowing hard.

"I didn't have to. It's obvious I want one, you fool," Hiei snapped darkly and tore the rest of the wrapping away. The curly-haired male glared at him, but when Yusuke threw him a large marshmallow bag, he completely got distracted.

"Hey Shuichi, earth calling," he laughed, and the fox snapped out of his daze from staring at the budding stars. He shoved as many white and pink lumps as he could fit on the stick and started to roast them. Kazuma shook his head.

"Ya won't have time to eat them, they'll melt on ya," he warned, but Kurama just snorted.

"I'll manage," he said. Hiei shook his head at the offered foam balls and concentrated on his cone. What luck that the gas station had his favourite flavour. Yusuke had been careless again, though. It came so naturally for the two to know what the other liked, and give it, too. Hiei's face heated up again and he tried to empty his head from now on and just eat the damn thing.

An hour later, Kurama was bustling by the back of the car.

"You need help with the tents?" Yusuke shouted. The redhead straightened up and closed the trunk, shaking his head. He carried two packages under the trees where they had decided to stay, and dropped them.

"Are ya sure?" Kuwabara asked. Kurama grinned and kicked both sacks once, and the other boys started as the packages blew up quickly, and in a few seconds two tents were all ready and tall. Kuwa shook his head slowly.

"That don't seem right. Or manly," he muttered. Yusuke rolled his eyes as Kurama walked to the dying fire.

"I figured we wouldn't get to the tents before sunset, and there's no need to wake up half the camp," he explained.

"Yeah, with Kuwabara's cursing when he keeps hitting his thumb with the hammer," the teen added lightly, getting a very dirty look from his peer. Then the fox demon turned to a sleepy koorime.

"Shall we?" he asked. Kuwabara's eyes widened.

"Hey, how come I have to sleep with Urameshi? He snores!" he complained.

"I don't snore, YOU do!" the black-haired teen huffed. Kurama sighed as Hiei got up.

"I'm used to sleeping with Hiei, you two are more used to each other. I think it makes sense," he explained. Yusuke's expression darkened unintended as the two demons walked by, Hiei keeping his eyes strictly on the ground. Kuwa shook his head.

"How come he thinks we're used to sleeping together?" he grumbled.

"Maybe because of class trips. Or because we're human. I dunno." Kazuma smirked and glanced at his former rival.

"Well if ya don't snore, how come Shuichi didn't want to sleep with you?" he teased.

"He knows you and Hiei don't fit in the same tent," Yusuke poked back and got up, a bit on the edge. He had clearly detected sleepiness in his partner. If Hiei would sleep through the night, how could he fulfil his plan? And why did they have to be in separate tents? For a week in a row, for the love of all things? He took his toiletry bag and strut to the men's lavatory to brush his teeth.

Yusuke spat the minty foam in the sink and looked up at his reflection, starting a bit. Hiei had appeared behind him with his own toothbrush. Yusuke silently squeezed some paste on it and Hiei began to brush.

"Tired?" the taller boy asked. There was more endearment than impatience in his tone, now. Hiei shrugged and spat.

"Want to meet somewhere when they fall asleep?" the detective asked lowly. Hiei rinsed his mouth awkwardly and looked at his reflection.

"It's gonna be like this for a whole week," Yusuke drawled, stepping closer and draping a hand gently around his love's narrow waist, "I don't think I can last that long without you..." Hiei let out a weak breath and his lids closed heavily as the warm, minty breath caressed his ear. Cool lips pressed around his soft lobe and suckled tenderly.

"They'll be fast asleep," Yusuke whispered sensually, drawing his hot, wet tongue up behind the ear, making Hiei shiver inside, "Won't hear or know a thing. We'll go somewhere far away from the tents and lay on the soft grass for a while..." Hiei's fingers clenched around the white sink edge so not to lose balance, as his lover's warm, rough hand massaged the small of his back slowly, his tongue driving him crazy.

"Detective..." Hiei breathed; the pet name always escaped him when he came close to losing control, and Yusuke bit the lobe gently, drawing out barely muffled groans. He was so hard already, just feeling his lover melt against him, his breath shallow and fast, that word hissing through full, pale lips... He could've fucked him right here and now, on the table. Oh Gods...

Suddenly the door handle rustled and they sprung apart quickly. The door opened fully and Kurama came in with Kazuma following.

"Here you are. Had enough of admiring yourselves?" Kurama chuckled, seeing his friends red in the face. He assumed it was because of his witty comment, of course, having no idea what they had just interrupted. Yusuke and Hiei fled the lavatory, spurting in different directions and almost jogging to their respective tents. They could not wait for the others to fall asleep!

To Be Continued.

A/N: What still no smut?? It wasn't supposed to be like this, but it got longer and longer and then I said Screw it, I'm gonna put the smut in the next chapter, and lots of it. Meh.