You Said "Yes"...

The three were still in a heap on the floor when Genkai and Yukina entered the room. Yukina rushed over, her hands outstretched, seeking. They were breathing, she noted, reaching out with her ki. A sigh of relief crossed her lips as she let her body go limp.. She turned a gentle smile on Genkai as the master kneeled next to her, “They did it.”

The woman nodded sagely, her eyes moving to the tangle of limbs on the floor, “Well, then, I suppose we let them sleep.”

“They’re going to be sore when they wake up,” the maiden observed.

Genkai rose, “Their own fault for falling asleep on the floor.” Yukina hesitated and the old woman turned at the door, “They need the sleep more than they need to be comfortable. Let’s go before we rouse them.”

At that point, it is doubtful a full marching band would have roused any of the three, nor would it for the next couple of days. Genkai did allow them to be arranged more comfortably when night fell and they still hadn’t moved. She found it very telling that, though they responded to nothing else, they would reach for each other when separated. They ended up with Kurama on his back and the other two draped over him. She watched them for a while after she and Yukina had made them more comfortable, allowing her body to relax, she became aware of their ki. Her eyes closed and she could see faint traces of color around each of them, black around Hiei, green around Kurama and blue around Yusuke. What surprised her almost as much as how weak they were was that they blended together where they touched. She knew, even when she healed someone, her ki remained separate. Frowning, she opened her eyes and left the room, puzzling over what it meant.

It was three days before their ki was strong enough for them to move on their own. Genkai and Yukina moved them every few hours, pulling and pushing so that they wouldn’t get sores from lying still for so long. The task was complicated by the fact that if they were separated, they’d moan and reach for each other weakly, their ki wavering. Genkai considered recruiting Kuwabara to help, but the remembered expression on Hiei’s face and the developing bond that she didn’t understand stopped her. She and Yukina could touch them, she reasoned, because they’d been involved in Kurama’s initial recovery. They were adjusting the boys, moving them so that Yusuke took his turn on the bottom with the other two draped over him when Hiei rolled from his back to rest on the boy’s chest without their aid. The two women made eye contact and smiled at each other, relief in their features.

The next time they checked on the three, they had moved on their own, changing their position without the women’s aid. Genkai leaned on the doorframe, actually smiling at them, an expression she’d never allow them to see if they were awake. Yukina stepped close and the reiki master laid a hand on her shoulder, “We’ve done what we can in here, Yukina. They’re going to be hungry when they wake.”

The maiden looked at the older-seeming woman, her eyes wide at the touch, “Yes, they will be.” The two went to the kitchen and worked together at making everything they could think of that would tempt the boys’ appetite without being more than their recovering bodies could cope with. Soft rice and broth waited on the stove for the boys to wake as the women sat across from each other drinking tea. A soft noise, the sound of the redhead moaning, moved them to look back into the room, Yukina bringing the food with her.

Kurama scrunched his face, burying it into his pillow. The room was too light. His pillow moved. His pillow moved? Blearily, he brought his head up, his eyes opening slowly. To his amazement, the koorime was under him, Yusuke next to him on the petite demon’s body, their arms intertwined. Bemused, he brought his hand up to touch Yusuke’s cheek and brown eyes opened slowly after the boy’s face scrunched in protest. The smallest of grunts let him know that Hiei was also awake and he turned to see the red eyes looking at him. Sounds at the door stopped him before he could say anything and he turned to look over his shoulder. Genkai was in the doorway, her usual look of disdain absent in the relief that washed over her, Yukina just behind her, looking happy and holding a pair of steaming pots with bowls balanced on top. “It’s about time you woke up,” Genkai bit out, a pale imitation of her usual testiness.

“Yeah,” Yusuke began, his voice a shadow of itself, “well, next time, you do it!”

Genkai snorted at the boy, a smile replacing her affected snarl, “Can you sit up?”

Kurama rolled off of Hiei and found himself unable to lift his body. It also felt wrong to be separated from the other two. He began to roll himself back onto Hiei when Yukina’s voice stopped him, “Just long enough to eat,” she murmured, “and then you can rest again.”

He looked over at Hiei and saw understanding under the distress there. Yusuke’s face only held distress as he held a hand out for Kurama. “It’s okay, Yusuke. Eat first.” He took the hand and used it to push Yusuke off of Hiei. Kurama was sure it was only the presence of Genkai that kept the boy from whimpering and rolling back onto the koorime.

Genkai folded the blankets from the futon and lifted each of the three in turn to sit them up slightly while Yukina separated the broth and rice into portions for each of the recovering boys. The maiden knelt between Kurama and Hiei’s legs and began feeding them, alternately spooning the rice and broth into their mouths. Genkai knelt next to Yusuke, but the boy refused to open his mouth, turning his head to watch the other two, his distress almost palpable. Yukina looked at the boy and then softly suggested, “Kurama, why don’t you hold his hand since we’re feeding you?”

The relief that went through all three as Kurama’s and Yusuke’s hands joined to rest in Hiei’s lap would have been comic were it not for recent events. All three visibly relaxed, their faces going slack, their eyes calming. Hiei and Kurama made eye contact and nodded, understanding going between them, but Yusuke just closed his eyes and relaxed back into the blankets bolstering him up enough to eat. He didn’t have the presence of mind to question anything at the moment, nor the strength. It was nearly all he could to to stay awake and swallow the food given him. For this, the other two were grateful. It would be a lot to explain and neither of them had the strength at the moment.

When they’d eaten enough to satisfy the women, Genkai removed the blankets while Yukina cleared the bowls away. Yusuke rolled back onto Hiei’s chest and was asleep almost instantly; still holding Kurama’s hand, though he switched which hand was holding it. Kurama and Hiei remained awake a little longer, the redhead propped up on his elbow over the koorime, looking into the red eyes as his free hand teased the black hair. Without a word, he lowered his head, gently brushing his lips against the koorime’s, lightly exploring the mouth he’d kissed so many times before as if it were the first time. In a way, it was. Had Hiei not admitted to himself that he cared about the other two, the bond forming between them would not have begun. Hiei brought his hand up behind Kurama’s back and the redhead rolled over, his leg coming to rest between Hiei’s, brushing against Yusuke’s that rested there as well. Kurama moaned into the kiss as Yusuke’s hand slid from his and along his back, joining with Hiei’s though the boy remained asleep. Kurama moved his now free hand behind Yusuke’s back, and into the teen’s hair while his lips continued to explore Hiei’s, his tongue joining in the task. With the smallest of moans, the koorime opened to him, letting his lips part for the kitsune’s exploration, his tongue welcoming the visitor. After a long and languid visit, the two parted with promises to visit again. The slightest of smiles graced the koorime’s lips as the kitsune looked down on him. Kurama returned the smile and let his head come to rest on Hiei’s shoulder, the two joining Yusuke in a quiet sleep.

Dawn found the three waking on their own, more readily slipping from the land of dreamless sleep than they had the previous afternoon. They had moved through the night so that Kurama now rested on the futon with Hiei and Yusuke on his chest. Brown eyes opened first, watching as the other two slowly made their ways to wakefulness. None of the lassitude of their last waking remained. His mind was alert and focused, waiting to see what state the other two were in before he began to try and figure out what had happened. Kurama’s green eyes were bright, unclouded, open. Hiei’s red eyes were solid, alert, holding a mixture of tenderness and uncertainty as he gazed at the other two. When he saw they were feeling better, Yusuke asked, “What’s happening between us?”

Kurama sighed, expecting the question, but still not quite prepared to answer it. “Well, it’s a bit difficult to explain and a lot unexpected, Yusuke.” He frowned slightly, looking at the ceiling before returning his gaze to Yusuke. “When you two helped me, I took your ki into my body to restore my own strength. That would have been the end of it, but Karasu somehow managed to transfer his ki to me and I needed to fight it off.”

“I know this,” Yusuke groused, propping himself up on his elbow to look at the kitsune better.

Before he could continue, Kurama spoke again, “I’m explaining what happened, Yusuke, because it has bearing on what is happening.” When the brunet nodded, he continued, “I wasn’t strong enough to fight off Karasu’s ki alone, so I used yours and Hiei’s to help me. That bound us closer, but it wouldn’t have been enough for what is happening if we all hadn’t, to ourselves, admitted how we felt about each other.” He paused, trying to frame the next part, starting before Yusuke could voice his question, “What is happening is that we are forming a bond. Until we complete that formation, we will need to be in contact with each other.” He sighed, “There is a way to reverse the bond, too.”

“A bond?” Yusuke asked, his heart beating harshly in his throat.

Kurama looked at Hiei before turning his eyes on Yusuke, “A bond, Yusuke. What it means is that Hiei and I love you and we love each other. It doesn’t happen very often in the Makai, but when it does, if the ones in love join together, their ki begins to join so that they, essentially, become one.”

Yusuke’s eyes went wide as his face paled, his voice white, “Like we’re married?”

Kurama thought a moment, “In a way, yes.”

Yusuke sat up, moving away from the two, his head reeling with the separation, “I…I didn’t…but…how…” He grabbed his head as the pain of being separated from the others began to overwhelm him. Kurama’s and Hiei’s eyes were pained, but they remained silent, letting Yusuke work through things, or try to. “What do we do?” he finally asked, a plaintive whine.

“To break the bond, you’d have to focus…”

“No, not that. What do we do?” his eyes came up, longing and fear mixed with the pain in them.

Before he received and answer, the door behind him opened and he scrambled back to the two demons, burying his head in Kurama’s chest as Hiei wrapped an arm around him. He refused to look up as he heard the door slide shut and soft footsteps cross the room. Yukina’s voice softly answered his question, “To complete the bonding, you have sex with each other.”

Yusuke’s head left Kurama’s chest and he looked wide eyed at the maiden. She quietly separated the food she’d brought into bowls, her calm demeanor unruffled by his intent scrutiny. She continued, “To break the bonding, you have to forcefully separate your ki from the others’. It’s a rather painful process.” She smiled softly at the boy, “And be glad I insisted on bringing your food. What would Genkai have said if she’d seen you hiding in Kurama’s and Hiei’s arms?”

Yusuke flushed and looked away as she handed him the bowl, muttering “Shut up,” under his breath.

When the maiden had given them all bowls of food, rice and eggs, she knelt next to Yusuke, touching his arm to get his attention, “I want you to know this before you make a decision, Yusuke. Kitsune almost never admit their feelings, even to themselves. And…” she glanced over at Hiei before continuing, though it sounded like she changed from what she intended to say, “I don’t think he would, either.” She stood, “What you have is a rare and wonderful thing. I wish you all happiness.”

Yusuke remained still against Kurama’s chest, not looking at either of the other two for a long time. Their food cooled while they waited for the boy to say anything. Very softly, he spoke up, “For us to have a bond, all of us had to admit…that…we loved each other, right?”

Kurama answered as softly, “Yes.”

“Then, you know how I feel about you,” Yusuke continued, slowly moving away from Kurama’s chest, though he didn’t look at the other two, focusing instead on the futon.

Kurama cupped the boy’s cheek, bringing confused brown eyes up to meet his. “What are you confused about, Yusuke?”

“It’s okay…I mean, both of you, y’know?”

“You missed the part where a bond requires both sides admitting feelings, Yusuke,” Hiei pointed out, only mildly impatient. “If we had a problem with each other and being with you as well, the bonding would not have started.”

“Oh,” the boy said softly, a light blush coloring his cheeks as he looked down again. Kurama let his hand fall back to his lap

Hiei grew impatient with waiting for the boy to continue and took matters into his own hands. He stood on his knees and slid his hands into Yusuke’s hair, causing the boy to lift his head in surprise. Before he could say anything, his lips were claimed by the insistent koorime. After a moment of being frozen in shock, Yusuke let his wide eyes drift shut, returning the pressure Hiei put into the kiss. Kurama watched the two, his hands coming to rest on their lower backs as Yusuke rose to his knees, his hands moving to tangle in Hiei’s hair. Hiei freed one of his hands from Yusuke’s hair and pulled on Kurama’s arm, encouraging the redhead to move, though it was awkward to slide his legs from between the two. When the kitsune’s legs were no longer in the way, Yusuke moved closer to Hiei, pressing their bodies together as Kurama moved to kneel behind him, the redhead dropping light kisses on the brunet’s neck.

Yusuke slid his hands to Hiei’s chest and pushed back slightly, enough to break their kiss, but not enough to separate their bodies. “If we go through with this, what happens?” he asked, his voice a touch breathless.

Kurama answered, his voice soft, “If we complete the bonding, we’ll be able to separate from each other. But, we’ll know if the others need us, no matter how they need us. We’ll need to be with each other some, but not like now. We won’t be in pain to be physically separated.”

“For how long?” Yusuke asked, his voice soft, slightly pained as he avoided looking at either of the other two.

“The rest of our lives, or if we choose to dissolve our bond.”

“You really want me that long?” Yusuke’s voice was so soft the demons barely heard it.

“Yes,” they both answered firmly and in unison, no hesitation.

Yusuke smiled, looking at Hiei, “Then, make me comfortable.” He turned over his shoulder to look at Kurama, “Teach me.” Kurama claimed his lips before he could turn around. Hiei began working at the buttons on the pajama shirt, his lips exploring the boy’s chest as Kurama continued to explore his lips. Kurama kept one hand on Hiei’s shoulder, maintaining the contact between them as his lips and tongue tasted Yusuke’s lips. When the boy didn’t open his mouth, Hiei whispered, “Let him in,” as he nipped at the muscles in the boy’s neck. Hesitantly, Yusuke parted his lips, allowing Kurama’s tongue to slowly explore the inner surfaces of the slightly trembling flesh as the redhead moved around the boy enough to make their kiss easier to deepen but not blocking Hiei’s access to the boy’s chest. Yusuke moaned when Kurama’s tongue touched his, massaging it, sliding under it and encouraging him to begin his own explorations.

A sound that was not a moan and not from either of the two he held drew Hiei’s attention away from Yusuke momentarily. Yukina stood by the door, hesitant. He reached out for her mentally, asking What is it? She glanced at the other two, still hesitating, and Hiei continued, Kurama’s aware of you, Yusuke is not. What is it?

She held out a bottle and quickly moved to hand it to Hiei, You’ll want this and we’re going out for the rest of the day. Blushing, she retreated from the room, but not before adding, I’m sorry for interrupting and I’m happy for you.

Hiei looked at the bottle, smirking when he saw it was lube. He tossed it onto the futon and resumed his explorations of Yusuke’s chest, enjoying the feel of Kurama’s fingers tangled in his hair The redhead slowly broke his kiss with Yusuke, the brunet panting, his eyes still closed, his cheeks flushed with color. Kurama looked briefly at Hiei and then at the bottle the koorime had dropped, meeting Hiei’s eyes again with something that could be called a smirk on his lips. Though Hiei looked into the green eyes, his lips never stopped their exploration of Yusuke’s chest, his tongue coming out to taste the boy better as he traced the lines of the boy’s body. With a flick of an eyebrow to ask permission, Kurama joined the koorime, exploring Yusuke’s chest as the brunet panted, his eyes still closed, his hands coming to rest in the other’s hair. Slowly, the two pushed the brunet back, supporting his body as they encouraged him to lie on his back. As Yusuke’s back reached the futon, the two demon’s reached his nipples, both drawing them in at the same time, causing the boy to arch into their touch, a strangled cry rising from his throat as his hands fisted in their hair. The two, moving in concert, suckled at Yusuke’s chest, pulling the pebbled flesh into their teeth, nibbling, causing the boy beneath them to writhe, his hands leaving their hair and going to his mouth to muffle the noises that tried to escape. They pulled away from the boy’s chest to reassure him that noise would be okay when he started stammering something so they waited, watching as the brunet struggled to form words, finally managing to say, “I wanna see you two kiss.”

Hiei was set to start right away, but Kurama smiled and asked, “Why?”

A blush tried to make its home on the boy’s flushed cheeks. “I…I’ve thought about it,” he finally admitted. “I’ve thought about it a lot, and…” the color on his cheeks deepened.

Hiei was now interested at what could make the boy blush so much, “What?”

Yusuke’s stammering got worse and Kurama began to stroke his hair, “It’s okay, Yusuke. Just tell us. If we can, we’ll do it, okay?”

Yusuke nodded and took a deep breath before continuing, “Is it possible for you two to…to kiss while…while…I wanna see…”

“You want to watch us kiss while we have sex together?” Kurama asked.

Yusuke blushed more and continued to confess, “I’ve…I’ve fantasized about…about…Hiei being on me while you were in me…and you two were facing each other and kissing. Can we do that?” his voice had trailed off to a mutter by the time he finished talking.

Kurama looked at the brunet thoughtfully for a moment before looking at Hiei, “What do you think?”

Hiei pushed himself up and looked at the boy’s body, his attention going to the sizable bulge in his pajama pants. With Kurama’s hand on his arm, he slid the brunet’s pants down, Yusuke lifting his hips hesitantly to allow the fabric to be pushed down around his thighs. Hiei then trailed his fingers up Yusuke’s thigh, drawing a shiver from the boy. His eyes lingered on the throbbing flesh that rose from the boy’s hips. He’d not permitted himself to look at it before and now his eyes devoured the sight, lingering on the flared head, the glistening bead of precum on its tip, the veins that begged to be licked, tasted. Red eyes flicked up to the flushed face and then to the redhead’s face before he bent over and licked along Yusuke’s shaft, causing the boy to thrust his hips upwards and cry out. “It’ll be a bit awkward and we need to lift him off the bed, but I’m willing to try it.” He met Yusuke’s eyes, “And you were hesitant about the three of us in a relationship?”

“There’s a difference between what’s allowed in fantasy and reality,” the boy countered, his voice breathless.

Hiei laid next to the boy again, propping his head up, “Why?” His hand lingered around the boy’s groin, tracing light patterns over the trembling flesh though he avoided the boy’s shaft.

Yusuke rolled his head side to side, whining out in answer “I don’t know!” He bit his lip and looked at the two again, his eyes barely focused, “You were going to kiss!”

Kurama’s voice held laughter, “Ah, yes, we were.” His hand moved up Hiei’s arm and into the koorime’s hair as Hiei turned to look at him. Red and green eyes were hidden under heavy eyelids as lips met, a greeting. A soft groan from Yusuke encouraged them, Hiei’s hand coming to rest on the boy’s chest as Kurama claimed his lips more fully. Kurama pulled gently on his head and the koorime opened his lips, his tongue seeking the warmth of the redhead’s mouth as they moved to be closer to each other, their legs meeting between Yusuke’s, hips together over his erection as the boy groaned, his hands wandering into their hair. Their lips separated as they adjusted their bodies, though their tongues remained in contact, caressing each other openly, drawing a loud moan of appreciation from Yusuke.

Hiei broke their kiss, “I need…” he panted out.

Kurama nodded, pushing himself up enough to begin grabbing blankets. The task was more difficult than it had to be, though, since the pain of separation was much more acute now that they were so close to completing their bond. He folded the blankets and then with Hiei’s help, pulled Yusuke to his feet, their mouths going to his erection as the redhead struggled to kiss Hiei around Yusuke’s flesh and set the folded covers behind the boy. Yusuke’s voice sobbed in pleasure, his hands tangled in their hair, his body bent over under the intense pleasure he was feeling as lips and tongues caressed and devoured his aching erection. His knees threatened to give out on him and the demons left his flesh, Kurama softly ordering him, “Lay down, Yusuke.”

The brunet moved to comply, pulling the other’s hair as he lay back, unwilling to let go. As one, they reached up and took his hand out of their hair. Hiei reached over and pressed the lube into Kurama’s hand while he moved to kiss Yusuke’s chest. The blankets just barely spanned the boy’s back, his head unsupported so the koorime took advantage of that and plundered the boy’s neck while Kurama moved between his legs and began preparing him. Kurama moved so that his foot was against Hiei’s leg so he could have both hands free. The koorime stroked the appendage while he continued working on Yusuke’s neck, drawing out groans and whimpers from the boy.

Slicking his fingers, Kurama took a deep breath and slowly pushed two into the boy. He didn’t have the patience to start with only one. His body ached to take the boy, to see if he and Hiei could fulfill the boy’s fantasy. It would be most interesting to try, at least. Yusuke only moaned, no pain in the sound so he slowly separated his fingers, wondering what he missed, why Hiei would challenge Yusuke about the three of them in a relationship and what else the boy had fantasized about. As he moved his fingers in Yusuke’s body, he fantasized about what he’d like to do to it later. This first time would be about what Yusuke wanted. Later, he could explore more slowly, more thoroughly. He sought out that place he knew would make Yusuke scream and wasn’t disappointed by the boy’s reaction.

Yusuke’s body curled in on itself in pleasure. “Please,” the boy sobbed out. Hiei looked at the redhead in askance, need clearly evident in his expression. Kurama nodded and Hiei stood, Yusuke’s hand on his hip and Kurama’s foot on his foot, and he pulled off his pajamas, tossing the fabric carelessly. Yusuke moaned at the sight of his bared body, his hand moving to caress the proud shaft that quivered under the boy’s tender caresses. With a gasp, Yusuke raised his head, looking down to see Kurama coating his shaft with clear gel. The feel of the redhead’s hand on his aching shaft was more than he’d anticipated and he groaned in need, moaning out “Please,” again.

Hiei gently removed Yusuke’s hand from his shaft, holding it loosely as he moved to straddle the boy’s hips. He placed Yusuke’s hand on his hip and slowly lowered himself, holding on to Kurama’s shoulders for balance as the redhead held Yusuke’s shaft with one hand, his other hand guiding Hiei’s hips. When Hiei’s entrance was on top of Yusuke’s shaft, he took a slow breath, relaxing his muscles and lowered himself carefully until his ass rested against the boy’s hips. Yusuke was whining, panting, moaning, his vocalizations trying to express his need, his pleasure.

Kurama removed his pajamas quickly while Hiei’s hands roamed his chest and neck. He gasped aloud at the cool touch of the lube against his heated erection, leaning his forehead on Hiei’s shoulder as they both watched his flesh enter the screaming brunet. Briefly, Kurama looked at Yusuke, the boy’s hands tangled in his hair before they sought out Hiei’s hips. “More,” the boy pleaded. “I wanna see you kiss,” he added in a whine.

Kurama wrapped one arm low around Hiei’s waist and the other tangled in the koorime’s hair as he brought their lips together and pulled back, encouraging Hiei to rock back, setting up their slow dance. He pulled Hiei’s head around so the koorime was looking over his shoulder, giving the brunet a better view of their lip locked conversation. Yusuke’s hips began to move with theirs, deepening his penetration into Hiei and Kurama’s penetration into him. Hiei gasped, pulling away from Kurama’s lips when Yusuke’s shaft pressed against his prostate, sending shocks of intense pleasure up his spine. Yusuke screamed in agonized pleasure when Kurama’s shaft massaged his sweet spot. “I’m gonna, I’m gonna,” the boy cried, writhing so much he was in danger of falling off the blankets.

“Let it out, Yusuke,” Hiei gasped, struggling to speak around another shockwave that rocked his body.

Kurama moaned, “Please, Yusuke, let it out.” His own motions became jerky, harsher as his body begged for release. He panted harshly in time to his thrust, his hold on Hiei’s hair growing tighter, a whine rising from his chest becoming a full formed scream as Yusuke’s body began to tremble around his. Red hair flew back as Kurama thrust hard into Yusuke’s body, the boy’s muscles tightening harshly around his shaft. An undulating scream left his throat as his body poured itself into Yusuke’s body. Hiei moaned aloud, louder than Kurama had ever heard, as his shaft coated their stomachs with his release.

Kurama only remained on his knees by dint of leaning against Hiei, who leaned against him. Yusuke’s body trembled under theirs and they were none to steady themselves. They stay there, bodies limp, a long time before their stomachs remembered they’d had little in them for several days. Yusuke’s body complained first, but was soon echoed by the other two. The brunet rolled his head, groaning, “My neck.”

Slowly, Hiei managed to convince his legs to support his body, a whine leaving his throat without permission as Yusuke’s shaft left his body. Kurama pulled out of the brunet, drawing a moaning whine from him before reaching for Yusuke’s hand to pull him into a sitting position. Yusuke slid off the blankets, a slight hiss of discomfort leaving his lips as he landed. “Are you okay?” the redhead asked as Hiei knelt next to him.

Yusuke smiled, “Yeah, it doesn’t hurt much. I just landed too hard.”

Kurama smiled in relief, “That will go away in time, with practice.”

Yusuke’s smile turned to a grin, “I look forward to practicing.” His smile returned, his eyes showing a deep happiness, “I’m glad this worked out.” His smile faltered, “I don’t mean that…”

Kurama pressed a finger against his lips, “I know what you meant, Yusuke.”

Yusuke looked over at Hiei, noticing for the first time that the koorime wasn’t touching them. He frowned, “I thought you were touching us.”

Hiei looked at the space between them a moment before he shook his head, “We’re bonded together. As long as we are, you’ll be able to feel us, even if we aren’t touching.”

“It means,” Kurama began softly, beginning again when the other two looked at him, “It means we love each other,” his eyes were a soft green when he looked at his lovers. He laughed, delighted, “It means we love!”

Yusuke watched the redhead laugh, bemused. Of course they loved. Why else would they do what they’d just done? Kurama leaned against his chest, nuzzling while he continued to laugh lightly, the pure laughter of a delighted child. Yusuke wrapped his arm around the redhead and looked at Hiei, puzzled. Hiei looked at the redhead, a tolerant smile on his lips before he answered Yusuke’s unspoken questions, “He knew, as Youko, love was possible, but didn’t think he’d ever experience it because of what he is. I didn’t think I would either. As I told you, we were convenient to each other, neither willing to admit what we wanted.”

Kurama continued, his voice still light, “You insisting on being liked at least helped Hiei consider the possibility. I had already admitted to myself that I loved him, and you, but I couldn’t say anything. Now, now I can!” He reached out for Hiei’s hand, “I love you!” He moved his head and looked at Yusuke, “I love you, too!”

Yusuke could help but to laugh as he said, “I love both of you!”

Brown and green eyes turned to meet red. Hiei looked away a moment before he turned back, a small grin in his eyes, “You know I love you. Why does it need to be said?”

Kurama pulled on his hand and Hiei joined the redhead on the brunet’s chest, “Because it’s nice to hear once and a while.”

Yusuke sighed, feeling content, the first time he could remember ever feeling that way. Kurama relaxed against him, also sighing. Hiei even relaxed. The three remained quietly until their stomachs complained again. Slowly they moved toward the bowls, their bodies protesting the motion, but no pain came when they were not touching. They ate in silence, their gazes saying more than their words could as the cold food disappeared. Yusuke was set to crawl back into bed when both Kurama and Hiei pulled him to his feet. “We need to get clean,” Kurama pointed out.

“We’ll get itchy other wise,” Hiei added, leading them to the bathroom.

Just outside the door, Yusuke froze, “Granny…and Yukina…”

“They went out,” Hiei answered, refusing to elaborate as he dragged the boy to the bathing room. Once in the room, Yusuke relaxed and the three explored each other’s bodies while the shower rained down on them, washing away traces of their lovemaking while inciting another bout. Soap covered hands wandered, caressing flesh, causing desires to reawaken. Kisses began at lips and trailed downwards, tasting the newly cleaned skin, drawing what could be taken in, groans and cries of pleasure filling the small room.

Hiei found himself on his knees, one hand pressed against the wall, the shower raining down on his back as Kurama slowly entered him, his other hand supporting his body. He moaned, his head dropping forward to come up again when the water insisted on going in his nose. It was a minor distraction, rapidly forgotten as the redhead draped his body over his back and moans vibrated the water between their skin as Yusuke pressed into the redhead. Hiei could feel the brunet’s motion in the redhead’s body, feeling him drawing out. Kurama lifted his chest while pulling out of the koorime. Hiei allowed himself to moan as his lovers cried out in pleasure. It took a few strokes to set up a rhythm, but once it began, it curled their toes, their bodies begging for more. Hiei’s voice rose in volume, not quite reaching the fevered cries of the other two, but much louder than he’d been before as the position allowed Kurama to repeatedly brush against his prostate. When the redhead reached around his hips and began pulling his erection, Hiei did scream in pleasure at the touch. He felt Yusuke grab ahold of his hip, and the pace between them increased smoothly, the depth of their strokes and their speed increasing. Hiei moaned, the sound just heard under Kurama’s cries and squeals of pleasure and Yusuke’s shouts as he forced himself deeper into the redhead’s body. Hiei’s entire body tensed unexpectedly, his release catching him by surprise, pulling a scream from his throat again. Kurama screamed, Yusuke cried out, their release following Hiei’s

They collapsed onto Hiei who rolled them over so that they were lying on their sides under the running water, the shower hitting their hips. While they struggled to breathe through the humidity, their bodies calmed and sleep beckoned to them. Yusuke pushed himself up after a while, slowly making his way to his feet, “Let’s get back to bed.”

Kurama was the next to move, pushing himself up, nodding silently, his head hanging as he struggled to his knees. Yusuke leaned against the shower wall and held out his hand for the redhead to use to pull himself up. He leaned against the wall next to Yusuke.

Hiei moved last, his body more exhausted than he could remember after sex. He used the proffered support of the brunet’s and redhead’s hands, leaning into their chests when he reached his feet. “What’s wrong with me?” he asked softly, not sure if the words left his lips.

“You’re not holding anything back, Hiei. You’re letting us enjoy you and you’re enjoying us. It’s always more…more intense feelings, more intense lassitude after,” Kurama answered softly. Hiei only grunted as he remained relaxed against his lovers' chests for a moment longer. Yusuke reached over and turned off the water and they continued to stand against the wall, holding each other. Slowly, the air temperature increased and they found themselves dry without having to move. Yusuke and Kurama wrapped their arms around the koorime more tightly. Reluctantly, Hiei pulled away, “Let’s go back to bed.”

Slowly, they walked back to the room, reluctantly pulling on their pajamas again as Kurama pulled the blankets around so they could crawl under. Yusuke and Hiei crawled in while he dressed, Yusuke on his back, Hiei nuzzling his chest, the koorime’s carefully blank expression at odds with his actions, his eyes watching Kurama. The redhead crawled in next to Yusuke and the brunet held him. He gently caressed Hiei’s cheek and the blankness disappeared into a soft smile. Kurama smiled, his eyes drifting shut as he felt Yusuke’s breathing slow and he watched the red eyes drift shut in front of him.

A/N: Well...here it is, then. The ending of the story. What do you think? I know that second lemon's a bit sparse, but it is more about Hiei's reactions to it than what's going on. I did try to expand it, but the muse said leave it....so it is left. I have learned to never argue with the muse. Now, I am working on my next story and it's original (it also switches between two first person perspectives)...and guess what...they're both guys...go figure. The point is, I'm going to see where that goes. I'll post it in my livejournal, most likely, or maybe I'll actually finish it and then see about publishing it....who knows. I also don't know what I'll write after that, either, so don't fret too much, but every one needs a break every so often, yeah? I've taken short breaks, writing cross overs or other fandoms, so don't worry too much, ne? The characters are from a drabble and I just wondered about them and started the story yesterday afternoon. If you want to read it, let me know, either via review or email.

Speaking of reviews.... :D

Ryukotsusei: Spanked? Is that a promise? *grins* How's this shower scene? *grins s'more* I hope your bum didn't fall asleep on the edge of the seat waiting for me *nibbles and licks cookies* ;)

KHL: I'm sorry aff misbehaved...maybe if Ryu spanks it? lol Hope you liked this ;) And hopefully, aff will behave. It seems to be responding better the past couple of days.

sisko66002 Wow...I got to be inspiration. That is way cool :D Thanks :D

NyteKit: He usually does. I have to write what he wants, and this is how it goes ;) (also explains the new story and the switching perspectives...how the hell am I going to deliniate that? I'm hand writing them in different colors right now....oi!). That last bit was one thing my muse and I agreed needed to be expounded on from what I originally wrote (I usually don't change much except spelling when going from the hand written copy to the typed and that part happened to be hand written).

KyoHana: The perfect place for dramatic tension to end it...I laughed when I wrote it and decided on it as the chapter break. It was the best place to end it...leaving this chapter for resolution...*wink*

shiorifoxiesmom: Hiei is the one that would have the most difficulty admitting either to himself or others, I think. I also think Kurama would have problems admitting things as well, if it changed the status quo or if he were uncertain if the other party reciprocated. *shrug* 'tis just my opinion.

Hoshi-chan: Pitchforks...oi...and here I thought I was loved...*sniff* *grins* I did leave it at an evil place, though ;)

Anyways, my loves...enjoy, and feed the muse! He loves being fed...aren't we glad he's not into the blood of virgins and stuff like that? lol