Wouldn't Trade It For The World

Wouldn’t Trade It For The World

A/N: WHOOT!!!! Two reviews!!! Thank you Calamity-Angel!!!! (From ff.net.) Your reviews made me smile, and I think I’ll take a minute to go over what you said.

Kiyoshi is the type of person who needs a good hug every now and then…But I love ‘im anyway! Kyo will probably pop up when I need him…Which will probably be often. Bad me! Yusuke….is being Yusuke….he doesn’t often help bolster peoples self confidence much. Bad him! And you gotta love Kuwabara. I’ve found myself starting to like him. And then we have Hiei and Kurama…..That’s my way of appeasing the Yaoi fan girls….They dun like it much when you put Kurama and Hiei with anyone else….especially not females from the show. (Or your own characters…..><)

When Kiyomi was originally created, she was only meant to be a supporting character for a roleplay a friend and I were doing…and then we hooked her up with Kurama. I don’t know/remember how it worked out in the end, but we realized that they were really kinda good for each other….so we kept doing that pairing! It was fun! (And Hiei is a jerk, and likes to call her a half breed. Bad him!) And….I can’t tell about the demons yet…..that would give it all away. You’ll find out after this chapter though….I have this bizarre urge to write romance…..><

But now, onto the story!!!!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu Yu Hakusho. Only Kiyomi, the demons I’ll eventually make up, and any other minor Oc’s you come across. That’s all.

Chapter 3-Hook Ups and Break Ups Part 2

Kiyomi sighed, slipping carefully into the nearly full tub. The hot water felt good on her swollen ankle, which she’d been babying since she’d entered the bathroom.

Her ankle was the worst of her injuries, she soon found out. The rest were just scratches and bruises, which surprised her. As she bathed, she carefully washed the cuts, and made a note to get an anti-bacterial on a few of them later.

Once she finished, she slipped out, drying and dressing herself, minus her foot, which Kurama had promised to wrap once she was out of the bathroom.

She sighed again, and smiled happily at that thought. She hadn’t expected Kurama to actually say yes. Something big must’ve happened for Hiei to not do something…

Or maybe he hadn’t expected her to actually do anything. He seemed to be pretty cocky…for a short person.

She shook her head, and limped out of the bathroom. Kurama was on the couch, reading a book. He looked up, and smiled softly.

“Feeling better?” He asked, making room for her next to him.

“A little. My foot still hurts, but other than that, I’m in better shape than I thought I was,” She replied, slowly lowering herself onto the couch.

He nodded. “Well then, lets get it wrapped up.”

Kiyomi nodded in response, and let him do his work. He wrapped it quickly, but it was snug, and looked professional. She smiled and kissed his cheek as a thank you.

“Does it feel better now?”

“Yes. Thank you, Kurama.”

“You’re welcome.”

It was quiet for a few minutes after that. Kurama went back to his book, and Kiyomi cuddled into his arm, content. Soon though, they shifted positions. Kurama was leaning against the arm of the couch, and Kiyomi was between his legs, her back against his chest, reading now as well. And both were very content now.

Every so often, Kurama would lightly kiss the top of her head, or nibble at her ear a little, to which Kiyomi would giggle, and snuggle into his arm.

“Comfy, Kiyomi?” He asked after a few, his mouth near her ear.

She sighed at the feeling of his breath on her ear. “Very.” She replied, leaning against his arm.

“That’s good. I didn’t think my chest was that comfortable.”

“It is,” She said, rolling over. “It’s muscular, but comfy.” She ran a hand over his chest, to which he had to repress a shiver.

Kurama pulled her up just a little, and kissed her, softly and slowly. Kiyomi kissed back, savoring the taste of his lips, along with the rosy scent that seemed to always surround him.

When they pulled apart, Kiyomi sighed, content. She wasn’t sure what it was, but something about his presence made her feel at ease, and yet, sent the butterflies in her stomach into a frenzy.

She found herself staring into his eyes, which were a deep Emerald Green, sparkling with something Kiyomi barely recognized, having never really had it directed at her. It was the fledgling affection that would slowly turn to love, or friendship, depending on where all of this went. She still wasn’t sure, but she was definitely going to savor it as much as she could.

“You know, this is a very fascinating position we’ve gotten ourselves into, Kiyomi,” Kurama said after a moment, his eyes not leaving hers.

Kiyomi blinked, and giggled slightly. “It is, isn’t it?”

He nodded in response, and stole another kiss from her. This one went a little longer than either expected, and was much deeper than the first. The kiss lasted several minutes, and by the time they pulled apart, both were breathless. Kiyomi found that her fingers were still tangled in Kurama’s hair, while he’d managed to gracefully get his untangled from hers.

Not that it mattered much. Soon enough, they were back to making out, not even realizing how much time had passed. Until Yusuke and Hiei walked in, that is.

At that point, the pair were dangerously close to shedding clothing…from Kiyomi’s point of view, they were moving rather fast, but at the same time, it all felt so right. She wasn’t sure what it was, but at that point, she wasn’t going to question it.

Yusuke, being Yusuke, wolf-whistled. Kiyomi jumped, and pulled away from Kurama, who just sighed, and straightened and buttoned up his shirt.

“I didn’t know you two liked eachother like that,” Yusuke said, scratching at the back of his head. “Otherwise, I’dda had you do something like that last night.”

Kiyomi mentally rolled her eyes as Kurama responded with, “It was a very…recent arrangement.”

“So you two just…hooked up?”

“Not the term I would use,” Kiyomi replied, holding the venom out of her voice.

“She asked me out, and I said yest,” Kurama added in, smiling at Kiyomi.

She smiled back, and felt a wave of venom flow through her. Knowing where it came from, she ignored it, and cuddled into Kurama.

“Well, I’m going to go take a shower….I’ll be out in a while,” Yusuke said after a moment, heading to his and Kuwabara’s room. Kiyomi watched, and after several seconds, the sounds of arguing could be heard from within the room.

Hiei glared at the pair, then stomped off to his and Kurama’s room. Kurama sighed, shook his head, and cuddled into Kiyomi a little.

“I need to get to work on my homework….” Kiyomi muttered out after a few minutes, lightly nuzzling Kurama’s cheek.

“Do you need any help?” Kurama responded, taking her hand lightly and toying with it.

“Sure. Hope you don’t mind boring math….I can do complicated chemistry conversions without breaking a sweat, but you throw a basic math problem in front of me, and I panic.” She smiled, and he picked her up off the couch.

“I understand. Long division can be pretty intimidating sometimes,” He replied, chuckling slightly.

Kiyomi grinned at that. “Multiplication used to scare me. Now it’s addition.”

“Really?” Kurama quirked an eyebrow at this, trying to decipher the grin on her face.

“Yeah….all that adding things…..it doesn’t always make sense….”

Kurama smirked at that. “Well, maybe we can fix that,” He said, pushing the door to her room open. Once it was safely closed behind them, the grin grew. “Would you like to play a game?”

“What kind of game?” Kiyomi asked, quirking an eyebrow.

“We’ll work on you’re math. If you get a question right, I have to take off an article of clothing. If you don’t get it right, you have to take off an article of clothing. Does that sound fair to you?”

Kiyomi blinked, then nodded. “That….sounds fair to me….But, one question.”

“Yes?”

“What does the winner get?”

“Whatever they want.”

“So the winner gets whatever they want, and the looser has to do it?”

Kurama nodded, setting her down on the bed.

“I can agree to that.”

“Alright then. Where’s you’re home work?”

She pointed to the desk. “It’s over there. Under the….. Chemistry book, I think.”

Kurama chuckled, and grabbed the book. “How is your chemistry work coming along?”

“Already finished,” She replied, floping back on the bed. “That was easy.”

“It was,” He agreed, grabbing her math book and some paper, then going back to the bed. The red head then sat next to her, opened the book, and they got started.

“Alright. First question. 9x is equal to 3x plus 4.”

Kiyomi grabbed her paper, and started, muttering quietly to herself. “3x minus 3x equals 0. 9x minus 3x equals 6x. 6x is equal to 4. 6 divided by 6 is 0. 6 divided by 4 is….. X equals 1.5?”

Kurama nodded. “That’s right,” he replied, as he started to unbutton his shirt. She watched, and consiquentually, had to remind herself to breath.

They progressed, and soon were tied for clothing lost. Kiyomi had lost her shirt, pants, and undershirt. Kurama had lost now not only his shirt, but his pants, and his under shirt. Kiyomi was having trouble reminding herself to breathe, for he looked sexy in just a pair of boxers.

As he gave her the next problem, she realized something. An odd feeling was forming insider her…or, more percisely, between her legs. She knew what it was, being half-demon, having gone through six springs, and having had several very raunchy, spur of the moment sex sessions with several different guys.

And with this feeling, her concentration was shot.

“Kurama…err…Maybe we should stop.”

“Oh? Getting tired?” One of his eyebrows went up as he said this, like he was curious.

“No…just…”

“It’s okay, Kiyomi.” He closed the book. “Would you like me to leave?”

“No!…Just….this is going to sound…weird.”

“What is it?”

“I think you’re turning me on.” Kiyomi blushed as the words left her mouth, and waited for his reaction.

Kurama, in response, chuckled. “I am, am I?”

She nodded, finding herself lacking words.

“Is this a problem that needs to be fixed?”

Kiyomi blinked. That wasn’t what she’d expected.“You don’t think it’d be weird or anything…?…We haven’t even been dating that long.”

“I’m a kitsune. We tend to be very fond of sex.”

Kiyomi giggled at that. “Very true.”

“So, would you like to?”

She nodded after a moment, shifting slightly on the bed. ‘No regrets,’ She told herself, mentally preparing herself for this. ‘You never regretted the others, so don’t start now.’

Kurama leaned forward, and kissed her deeply. His hands snaked down her body, grabbed her hands, and pinned them above her head. With one hand, he held them up there, and with the other, he removed her bra, grinning at the realization that it was strapless, and used it to tie her hands.

Kiyomi blushed as her hands were tied. She’d never tried this, but she wasn’t about to say no. His tounge was skillfully playing with hers, and Kiyomi found herself melting into the kiss.

One hand moved to her breast, as his mouth went to her neck. That was one spot she throughly enjoyed having teased, as he quickly found out. As he kissed, licked, and nibbled, her body arched against him, making contact with what she’d later find out were some of his sensitive spots.

He stayed on her neck for a while, then moved farther downward. The feeling between her legs had grown stronger, and just from feeling, Kiyomi knew she’d soaked her underwear quite throughly. Something had her confused though. The feeling was one that she knew well, and yet, it had never been this intense. It was almost as if she craved his touch….like it was meant to be, in some odd way.

He nibbled on her collar bone, teased her nipples with his tounge, and bit his way down her abdomen, all effectively causing her to moan. He reached her panty-line, and stopped for a minute, trying to decide what route to take from there on out. Kiyomi, trying not to seem impatient, stopped her self from sighing in frustration, and gave him time to think.

It didn’t take him too long, and soon, he was at his torture of her body again. Instead of removing her underwear, like she thought he would, he moved his head between her legs, and began to lick her through them. The combination of material on the sensitive skin was erotic to her, and to let him know, her moans grew louder.

Her underwear eventually came off, and he lazily slide his way back up her body. He kissed her gently, and found that she could taste herself on his lips. As they kissed, he gently slipped a finger into her and wiggled it around a little, causing her to push into him again, and felt his hard on bump into her stomach.

She blush slightly, realizing that he was more well endowed then she had originally thought. An urge to touch it came over, and she tried, then remembered that her hands were tied, and sighed, then moaned as he added another finger to the mix.

Then, his mouth left hers, and he pulled his fingers out of her. Kiyomi watched as he slipped his boxers off, and let her eyes trail down his abdomen, to the forest of red curls that nestled his balls. He was errect, and from the look of it, was ready for her.

“Do you have a position you prefer?” He asked, the first real words that either had spoken since all of this started.

“Err…yeah….Doggie…but….it’ll be hard with my hands tied,” She replied, glancing up at her hands.

He chuckled, and untied them. He also took the moment to cop a feel, which cause her to moan, and move to his touch.

“A little excited, are we?” He asked, a grin on his face.

“You’re gifted with that tounge, and with those hands.”

“I know,” He replied, moving back a little so she could get into position.

As she did so, she gave him a little show that he wouldn’t soon forget. She seductively slid a finger into herself, fingered herself, then pulled out, rolled onto her stomach, and lifted her hips into the air, using her knees for support.

Kurama groaned slightly at the sight of her touching herself, and moved to enter her. His hands went to her hips, and his member to her enterence. She could feel the tip of him, and ached for him to be in her. After pausing there for several seconds, he pushed into her, and began to thrust.

They didn’t stay in that position long. Soon, they shifted to Kiyomi being ontop and doing most of the work. She enjoy this because she could stop at random moments, and he could do much about it.

That wasn’t how they finished thought. They both could tell that they were reaching their climax, and switched again. Kiyomi on her back, and Kurama ontop of her. Missionary style.

Kurama felt her tightening around him, and found that he could feel the tightening sensation in his own balls. After a minute or two of this, he came, and shuddered as his orgasm took hold, and fell lightly against her chest.

Kiyomi felt him release. And the odd feeling that had been building up in her exploded, as if set off by the firey feeling of his seed. She saw stars, and vaugely heard someone scream in ecstacy.

The pair lay there for several minutes, riding out their own orgasms. Kiyomi, in some small, acutely aware part of her brain, was positive that this was the first time she’d seen stars like that with only minimal stimulation to her clit. Kurama, on the other hand, was fairly certain that something was new for her, given by how wet she had been when he’d finally made his way down there.

But neither asked what it’d been like for the other. They both could tell it was good, and that was enough for both.

“Kurama….?” Kiyomi finally spoke out, bringing Kurama out of his own trance.

He propped himself up with his hands, and kissed her lightly. “Yes?”

“Can we do that again?” She ran his fingers through his hair, and smiled slightly.

“I believe that could be arranged…” He replied, grinning and kissing her.

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Hiei glared at the door. He knew what they were doing. Someone was having their way with his fox!!!! And he definitely didn’t like it.

He had to break them up.
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A/n: I end it there…..twas smutty……wah!!! I got a review after I started typing this, and I just like to say thanks to them!!!!

Skyara