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Talking Out Recollections
Humans: Part Two
By: CrimsonFox
Warning: NC17, but there's no real action in this chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't own, never have, and more than likely never will
*****
Chapter 3: Talking Out Recollections
*****
“Hiei!” the girl cried out when the dark haired boy came into the apartment, and captured the boy in a tight hug and a fierce kiss to Kurama's surprise.
“M-Mukuro?” he tried to breathe pushing as far from her as possible, “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Kurama invited me,” she smiled slyly.
“What the hell?” he glared at the redhead, but was surprised to see that Kurama already had a strong glare fixed on him.
“You didn’t tell me that you and Mukuro were this close,” he ground out.
“It was a one time thing, it didn’t even last very long. Come on, Kurama,” Hiei managed to get out of Mukuro’s hold, and was approaching his lover.
“Hmph,” Kurama turned his back on Hiei, and left for their bedroom.
“Damn it, Kurama,” Hiei cursed when he realized that the door was locked.
“So, you’re relationship is pretty serious, huh?” Mukuro commented behind the frantic Hiei.
“Yes, you knew that before you came here. Please leave,” Hiei growled.
“No I didn’t Kurama didn’t tell me anything about your relationship. He must be ashamed.”
“He’s not ashamed of anything. And of course he told you, he tells everyone about our relationship whether they need to know it or not,” Hiei growled even louder.
“Aren’t you embarrassed about it?”
“About what?”
“That you’re living with another man.”
“Get out.”
“Just wondering,” she approached Hiei, and leaned in to kiss him softly, but she wound up on the floor.
“Kurama and I are in love,” his voice was strained, but he knew he met every word of it, “now please leave. If I hear that you’ve been bothering him in school again, I will hunt you down, and I promise you will not live.”
“We’ll see,” she straightened herself before leaving.
“Kurama,” Hiei instantly went back to the door.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because it didn’t mean anything.”
“You knew about all of my lovers, and they didn’t mean anything except money to me, but I still told you to make you feel better. What did she mean to you? You don’t sleep with someone for no reason.”
“I- I was drunk, and she was the only woman in the gang at the time. I wasn’t thinking straight. Now, please, open the door.”
“No.”
“You’re acting like a woman.”
“Go fuck one!”
“Kurama, you know I’m not like that,” Hiei started kicking at the door.
“Hiei, you’re going to break the door.”
“I,” kick, “don’t,” punch, “give,” ram, “a- whoa!”
Kurama opened the door to let Hiei tumble in and fall into the bed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because it didn’t mean anything,” he repeated only more forceful.
“That doesn’t mean that you don’t have to tell me.”
“Kurama,” Hiei breathed in slowly, “she was a quick and horrible lay. We did it once, okay? Don’t get jealous over that.”
“I’m not jealous. It’s just that… I thought that I was your first.”
“You are. I just fucked someone, but it was meaningless. I had never made love before you.”
“Do you mean it?”
“Do I ever say anything I don’t mean?”
“Mm,” Kurama finally smiled from the doorway.
“Come to bed.”
“I’m not really in the mood,” Kurama sighed, but joined Hiei.
“It’s not that,” Hiei held his lover tightly. “Look, you know I’m not good with words, but you have to know that I… I love you, and only you.”
“Hiei,” Kurama smiled. It was always so warm in Hiei’s arms. He felt so safe, and his actually opening up was a major bonus.
“I did a lot of things in my past that I’m not proud of,” he continued, slightly surprising Kurama, “I’ve killed before.”
“You what?” the redhead sat back in shock to look his lover in the eyes, but they were down cast and darkened.
“I was twelve, I think, or thirteen, but I took someone’s life.”
“Oh, Hiei,” Kurama consoled his lover, “How did it happen?”
“I’m not really sure. I just remember anger, he was talking about me and… someone else, but I can’t remember who, someone I cared for, but I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I finally killed him.”
“Who was he?”
“My uncle…”
“You- you have an uncle?”
“Had,” he corrected solemnly.
“Right… I’m sorry.”
“What do you have to be sorry for? I’m the one who killed him. I think Yukina had something to do with it, too.”
“What? How?” again Yukina is brought up, and Kurama felt a twinge of jealousy gnaw at his insides.
“We’re not sure, but we do know each other from long ago.”
“What do you mean ‘we’?” Kurama asked suddenly.
“Yukina and I have been talking on the phone for a little bit now.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he was feeling hurt again.
“Because I didn’t think that it was important,” he hated being questioned like he was the criminal. “What does it matter if I talk to her?”
“I don’t know. It’s just that you never called me when we first started dating,” he chewed on his lip. He knew it was stupid to be jealous over something so trivial, after all, most people talked to someone over the phone everyday, but this was Hiei. Other than ordering delivery, Kurama didn’t think that Hiei knew how to use the phone even though they had gotten cell phones when they moved into the city.
“If you remember correctly, you moved in with me a week after you started stalking me,” he gave a soft smile.
“Hiei, I really need to know what’ going o between you two. I feel so uneasy about what you’re doing when I’m not home.”
“Why?”
“I’m not sure…”
“You’re lying.”
“…”
“What’s bothering you?”
“I… I feel like I’m losing you.”
“Kurama,” Hiei scolded lightly, and pulled the taller boy in for a tighter hug, “there will never be anyone else like you. No one could replace you even if they tried.”
“Mukuro will try.”
“And she will fail, fox,” he insisted, kissing a few tears that had leaked from Kurama's eyes.
“So what about Yukina?”
“I- I didn’t want to tell you, because I didn’t want to get my own hopes up too high, but… I think that she’s my sister.”
“Y-you have a sister?”
“I thought that I had a twin sister, but I thought that it was just a dream. My uncle took care of me after my mother finally died, but I don’t remember much before that except for the beatings. I can sort of recall how he used to make fun of me, but that usually doesn’t bother me, so, there has to be something else that he did, and I think that he would talk about my sister, threaten her even, and that would push me over the edge, and I finally couldn’t take it any longer, and attacked him. I slashed his throat, and ran.”
Kurama sat in absolute surprise; not only at the things that Hiei was telling him, but the fact that he was finally opening up to him.
“Hiei?”
“I never looked back.”
For once in his life, Kurama was stunned speechless. He could do nothing but let the news sink in as Hiei continued to hold him closer as if afraid that he will run away the second he got a chance, but Kurama held tighter to Hiei in fear that the other boy was afraid that he might have given too much information. The two sat there for almost an hour in complete silence, and Hiei was still pulling tightly at the redhead.
“Hiei? Do you want something to eat?” he pet the dark haired boy’s chest.
“I’m not hungry,” he said softly.
“Hm,” Kurama kissed the boy’s forehead, but giggled softly when he heard Hiei’s stomach growl.
“I guess a little,” he mumbled.
“Hiei,” Kurama smiled into the spiky hair before finally getting up, and making them one of the few meals he actually knew how to make.
*****
“This is what you made when you first slept over,” Hiei noted under his breath as Kurama brought him a plate in bed.
“You remember,” Kurama settled next to the other boy with a plate of his own.
“Of course, it was the first real meal I can remember having that wasn’t prepared behind closed doors or you just needed to add hot water to. I loved having you cook for me.”
“So why don’t you ask me to cook anymore?”
“Because I’m the better cook,” he got a light punch in the shoulder for that remark.
“And who taught you to make your first meal?” Kurama scolded.
“The best teacher ever,” Hiei kissed Kurama on the cheek.
“Good boy,” Kurama kissed back.
“Hn,” Hiei chuckled softly, finally melting into his usual self.
“Hiei, we really need to talk seriously.”
“You want me to leave?”
“What?” Kurama nearly chocked, “Why would I want that?”
“Are you afraid that I might kill again? You might be next,” Hiei noted with a monotone voice.
“Are you threatening me?”
“No, warning. Kurama, I’ve killed before, I might do it again.”
“You would never hurt me Hiei. Not physically anyway… unless I ask for it,” he smiled coyly, but didn't get the response he had been hoping for, “I know you better than you think.”
“Really? What makes you think that?”
“Hiei, we’ve known each other such a short time, but you’re the closest thing that I have towards family, and I know that you’re all I need,” he placed his fork down and grabbed Hiei’s smaller hand.
“Do you know what I want and need?”
“You need the love that you feel you were denied when you were younger. If what you say is true than you’ve been denied the love of a mother, a father, and a sister, and that was replaced with the hatred of this ‘uncle’ of yours and now you need consolation, which is probably what I am in your eyes whether you know it or not.”
“Fox,” Hiei rolled his eyes, he had really taken to the nickname.
“Sorry, I guess I just feel a little emotional right now,” he started to retract his hand, but Hiei took a firm grip of the soft skin.
“Fox, you are not a consolation prize to make up for my past.”
“Sorry, I said a little more than I meant to.”
“No, I’m glad you said something. You know, for someone who talks so much it’s hard to get what you’re thinking about.”
“At least I talk.”
“Just because you ramble on doesn’t mean that you’re saying anything worth saying.”
Kurama glared at his boyfriend, but there was a teasing smile on his lips, but after a second his expression became rather somber, slightly scaring the shorter boy.
“What’s wrong?”
“I… I was just wondering… do you ever think that sex is there is in our relationship?”
Hiei seemed to ponder this for a little bit, but met Kurama's eyes, “In my mind, we’ve never had sex.”
With an odd look, Kurama noted sarcastically, “Then I’m still a virgin?”
“Idiot, you know I’m not good with words, and… I don’t know, words never seem worth anything, so our physical ‘play’,” he smirked holding tighter to Kurama's hand, “is always more like making love, as I told you earlier.”
Kurama seemed to accept this answer, and nodded with a soft smile.
“However, if you feel that we should prove ourselves, we could always try to go a month without it,” he suggested with a coy smile.
“Then how would we prove our love, Dragon?”
“That’s a good, point,” he kissed Kurama on the cheek, and quickly added, “tell me when you think of something, night,” he then laid out over the bed. It was the middle of winter, but their heater was broken in the on position so they often had to open a window to cool off the room.
“Hiei,” the fox pouted before picking up their nearly empty plates and leaving them in the sink and following his lover into dreamland, curled up around the petite body.
*****
~TBC~
Yup, I've had this written for a while, and I have no clue why it took me a month to post. Anyway, thanks for the great reviews, please keep them coming, and I do enjoy the occasional gleeful dance, thank you very much, BlueUtopiah!
By: CrimsonFox
Warning: NC17, but there's no real action in this chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't own, never have, and more than likely never will
*****
Chapter 3: Talking Out Recollections
*****
“Hiei!” the girl cried out when the dark haired boy came into the apartment, and captured the boy in a tight hug and a fierce kiss to Kurama's surprise.
“M-Mukuro?” he tried to breathe pushing as far from her as possible, “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Kurama invited me,” she smiled slyly.
“What the hell?” he glared at the redhead, but was surprised to see that Kurama already had a strong glare fixed on him.
“You didn’t tell me that you and Mukuro were this close,” he ground out.
“It was a one time thing, it didn’t even last very long. Come on, Kurama,” Hiei managed to get out of Mukuro’s hold, and was approaching his lover.
“Hmph,” Kurama turned his back on Hiei, and left for their bedroom.
“Damn it, Kurama,” Hiei cursed when he realized that the door was locked.
“So, you’re relationship is pretty serious, huh?” Mukuro commented behind the frantic Hiei.
“Yes, you knew that before you came here. Please leave,” Hiei growled.
“No I didn’t Kurama didn’t tell me anything about your relationship. He must be ashamed.”
“He’s not ashamed of anything. And of course he told you, he tells everyone about our relationship whether they need to know it or not,” Hiei growled even louder.
“Aren’t you embarrassed about it?”
“About what?”
“That you’re living with another man.”
“Get out.”
“Just wondering,” she approached Hiei, and leaned in to kiss him softly, but she wound up on the floor.
“Kurama and I are in love,” his voice was strained, but he knew he met every word of it, “now please leave. If I hear that you’ve been bothering him in school again, I will hunt you down, and I promise you will not live.”
“We’ll see,” she straightened herself before leaving.
“Kurama,” Hiei instantly went back to the door.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because it didn’t mean anything.”
“You knew about all of my lovers, and they didn’t mean anything except money to me, but I still told you to make you feel better. What did she mean to you? You don’t sleep with someone for no reason.”
“I- I was drunk, and she was the only woman in the gang at the time. I wasn’t thinking straight. Now, please, open the door.”
“No.”
“You’re acting like a woman.”
“Go fuck one!”
“Kurama, you know I’m not like that,” Hiei started kicking at the door.
“Hiei, you’re going to break the door.”
“I,” kick, “don’t,” punch, “give,” ram, “a- whoa!”
Kurama opened the door to let Hiei tumble in and fall into the bed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because it didn’t mean anything,” he repeated only more forceful.
“That doesn’t mean that you don’t have to tell me.”
“Kurama,” Hiei breathed in slowly, “she was a quick and horrible lay. We did it once, okay? Don’t get jealous over that.”
“I’m not jealous. It’s just that… I thought that I was your first.”
“You are. I just fucked someone, but it was meaningless. I had never made love before you.”
“Do you mean it?”
“Do I ever say anything I don’t mean?”
“Mm,” Kurama finally smiled from the doorway.
“Come to bed.”
“I’m not really in the mood,” Kurama sighed, but joined Hiei.
“It’s not that,” Hiei held his lover tightly. “Look, you know I’m not good with words, but you have to know that I… I love you, and only you.”
“Hiei,” Kurama smiled. It was always so warm in Hiei’s arms. He felt so safe, and his actually opening up was a major bonus.
“I did a lot of things in my past that I’m not proud of,” he continued, slightly surprising Kurama, “I’ve killed before.”
“You what?” the redhead sat back in shock to look his lover in the eyes, but they were down cast and darkened.
“I was twelve, I think, or thirteen, but I took someone’s life.”
“Oh, Hiei,” Kurama consoled his lover, “How did it happen?”
“I’m not really sure. I just remember anger, he was talking about me and… someone else, but I can’t remember who, someone I cared for, but I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I finally killed him.”
“Who was he?”
“My uncle…”
“You- you have an uncle?”
“Had,” he corrected solemnly.
“Right… I’m sorry.”
“What do you have to be sorry for? I’m the one who killed him. I think Yukina had something to do with it, too.”
“What? How?” again Yukina is brought up, and Kurama felt a twinge of jealousy gnaw at his insides.
“We’re not sure, but we do know each other from long ago.”
“What do you mean ‘we’?” Kurama asked suddenly.
“Yukina and I have been talking on the phone for a little bit now.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he was feeling hurt again.
“Because I didn’t think that it was important,” he hated being questioned like he was the criminal. “What does it matter if I talk to her?”
“I don’t know. It’s just that you never called me when we first started dating,” he chewed on his lip. He knew it was stupid to be jealous over something so trivial, after all, most people talked to someone over the phone everyday, but this was Hiei. Other than ordering delivery, Kurama didn’t think that Hiei knew how to use the phone even though they had gotten cell phones when they moved into the city.
“If you remember correctly, you moved in with me a week after you started stalking me,” he gave a soft smile.
“Hiei, I really need to know what’ going o between you two. I feel so uneasy about what you’re doing when I’m not home.”
“Why?”
“I’m not sure…”
“You’re lying.”
“…”
“What’s bothering you?”
“I… I feel like I’m losing you.”
“Kurama,” Hiei scolded lightly, and pulled the taller boy in for a tighter hug, “there will never be anyone else like you. No one could replace you even if they tried.”
“Mukuro will try.”
“And she will fail, fox,” he insisted, kissing a few tears that had leaked from Kurama's eyes.
“So what about Yukina?”
“I- I didn’t want to tell you, because I didn’t want to get my own hopes up too high, but… I think that she’s my sister.”
“Y-you have a sister?”
“I thought that I had a twin sister, but I thought that it was just a dream. My uncle took care of me after my mother finally died, but I don’t remember much before that except for the beatings. I can sort of recall how he used to make fun of me, but that usually doesn’t bother me, so, there has to be something else that he did, and I think that he would talk about my sister, threaten her even, and that would push me over the edge, and I finally couldn’t take it any longer, and attacked him. I slashed his throat, and ran.”
Kurama sat in absolute surprise; not only at the things that Hiei was telling him, but the fact that he was finally opening up to him.
“Hiei?”
“I never looked back.”
For once in his life, Kurama was stunned speechless. He could do nothing but let the news sink in as Hiei continued to hold him closer as if afraid that he will run away the second he got a chance, but Kurama held tighter to Hiei in fear that the other boy was afraid that he might have given too much information. The two sat there for almost an hour in complete silence, and Hiei was still pulling tightly at the redhead.
“Hiei? Do you want something to eat?” he pet the dark haired boy’s chest.
“I’m not hungry,” he said softly.
“Hm,” Kurama kissed the boy’s forehead, but giggled softly when he heard Hiei’s stomach growl.
“I guess a little,” he mumbled.
“Hiei,” Kurama smiled into the spiky hair before finally getting up, and making them one of the few meals he actually knew how to make.
*****
“This is what you made when you first slept over,” Hiei noted under his breath as Kurama brought him a plate in bed.
“You remember,” Kurama settled next to the other boy with a plate of his own.
“Of course, it was the first real meal I can remember having that wasn’t prepared behind closed doors or you just needed to add hot water to. I loved having you cook for me.”
“So why don’t you ask me to cook anymore?”
“Because I’m the better cook,” he got a light punch in the shoulder for that remark.
“And who taught you to make your first meal?” Kurama scolded.
“The best teacher ever,” Hiei kissed Kurama on the cheek.
“Good boy,” Kurama kissed back.
“Hn,” Hiei chuckled softly, finally melting into his usual self.
“Hiei, we really need to talk seriously.”
“You want me to leave?”
“What?” Kurama nearly chocked, “Why would I want that?”
“Are you afraid that I might kill again? You might be next,” Hiei noted with a monotone voice.
“Are you threatening me?”
“No, warning. Kurama, I’ve killed before, I might do it again.”
“You would never hurt me Hiei. Not physically anyway… unless I ask for it,” he smiled coyly, but didn't get the response he had been hoping for, “I know you better than you think.”
“Really? What makes you think that?”
“Hiei, we’ve known each other such a short time, but you’re the closest thing that I have towards family, and I know that you’re all I need,” he placed his fork down and grabbed Hiei’s smaller hand.
“Do you know what I want and need?”
“You need the love that you feel you were denied when you were younger. If what you say is true than you’ve been denied the love of a mother, a father, and a sister, and that was replaced with the hatred of this ‘uncle’ of yours and now you need consolation, which is probably what I am in your eyes whether you know it or not.”
“Fox,” Hiei rolled his eyes, he had really taken to the nickname.
“Sorry, I guess I just feel a little emotional right now,” he started to retract his hand, but Hiei took a firm grip of the soft skin.
“Fox, you are not a consolation prize to make up for my past.”
“Sorry, I said a little more than I meant to.”
“No, I’m glad you said something. You know, for someone who talks so much it’s hard to get what you’re thinking about.”
“At least I talk.”
“Just because you ramble on doesn’t mean that you’re saying anything worth saying.”
Kurama glared at his boyfriend, but there was a teasing smile on his lips, but after a second his expression became rather somber, slightly scaring the shorter boy.
“What’s wrong?”
“I… I was just wondering… do you ever think that sex is there is in our relationship?”
Hiei seemed to ponder this for a little bit, but met Kurama's eyes, “In my mind, we’ve never had sex.”
With an odd look, Kurama noted sarcastically, “Then I’m still a virgin?”
“Idiot, you know I’m not good with words, and… I don’t know, words never seem worth anything, so our physical ‘play’,” he smirked holding tighter to Kurama's hand, “is always more like making love, as I told you earlier.”
Kurama seemed to accept this answer, and nodded with a soft smile.
“However, if you feel that we should prove ourselves, we could always try to go a month without it,” he suggested with a coy smile.
“Then how would we prove our love, Dragon?”
“That’s a good, point,” he kissed Kurama on the cheek, and quickly added, “tell me when you think of something, night,” he then laid out over the bed. It was the middle of winter, but their heater was broken in the on position so they often had to open a window to cool off the room.
“Hiei,” the fox pouted before picking up their nearly empty plates and leaving them in the sink and following his lover into dreamland, curled up around the petite body.
*****
~TBC~
Yup, I've had this written for a while, and I have no clue why it took me a month to post. Anyway, thanks for the great reviews, please keep them coming, and I do enjoy the occasional gleeful dance, thank you very much, BlueUtopiah!