Beyond Understanding

They took the boys to Kuwabara’s house, leaving them both there at Kuwabara’s sister’s insistence. Kurama remained to watch over them while Hiei went to debrief Koenma on what had happened. As he was about to leave the demigod’s office, Koenma told him, “Yusuke’s only recently started fighting with his aura. After that fierce battle, his reserves are depleted…He’ll be painfully weak for a few days, even weaker than the average human. If any demons take advantage of that, Yusuke’s goose is cooked.”

These words replayed in his mind four days later as he watched over the building turmoil focused around the boys who’d just managed to return to school. Emotions rose as he returned his ward over his jagan. “Hmph,” he groused, “third-rate demon idiots. They couldn’t tackle Yusuke on his worst day, either.” But, he couldn’t shake Koenma’s warning from his mind. Silently, he watched the city, not seeing it, seeing instead brown eyes that trusted him completely, without reservation. After a moment, he began to laugh quietly, “Heh heh heh….what am I thinking?”

“Quite a lot of bloodlust in the air, eh?” He hadn’t heard the fox come up behind him.

“Don’t sneak up behind me,” he growled out, not turning around.

“What brings you down here?” the red head asked, his voice clearly stating he knew what it was.

“Nothing of consequence,” Hiei lied…though, he wanted to believe that lie. The fox’s words to him when they last spoke still haunted him. Wanting to get the focus away from himself, he asked, “And you?”

Kurama’s voice was amused, but at the same time deadly serious. “The underworld asked me to guard our associates, but my stomach injury isn’t fully healed. It’s the second severe hit I’ve taken there,” his voice turned sharp, “as you may remember.”

Hiei growled, “I get your point. I am not the underworld’s slave, got it? I’m just putting in my ‘community service’!” Why did he feel his stomach clench? It shouldn’t be this hard to lie…especially since he wanted to believe the lie…he was almost sure he did.

Kurama’s voice interrupted him, “I understand.” The fox understood too much. “So…the big clash is happening at the Hell Housing site at 4:00?”

Why did the fox ask questions he already knew the answer to? “Yes, now goodbye!”

Kurama moved to leave, musing out loud to himself as he did, “Poor Yusuke, stuck fighting third rate demons. But, what do you care? He already beat you, after all.” And the door off the roof slammed behind him before Hiei could retort.

Poor Yusuke…Yusuke…why did the boy haunt his thoughts? He thought he’d had it figured out, but now, the answers he’d had didn’t seem quite right. The boy was weak, now…and if it was only strength he desired, then his fixation should have waned. But, if anything, it’d grown. If it was just a temporary infatuation, then, it should have passed with the time apart. Again, it hadn’t. He replayed the fox’s words in his mind. ‘He already beat you, after all.’ Hiei snorted, ‘I have not been defeated!’

But, he knew it was a lie. And the stupid kitsune had told him as much. And he knew it was true. ‘The truth is not always what is accepted easily.’ That is what the fox had told him. And though he hated to admit it, those words had been circling in his head the past four days. He couldn’t shake them. Staring blindly over the city, he began to come to the only conclusion he could, the only one left open to him. Despite himself, he would be at the Hell’s Housing development at 4:00. And, from there, it would be in Yusuke’s hands.

It was half past three in the afternoon. The day was warm, bordering on hot. That did nothing to improve the temper of the gathering crowd of boys, thugs, from Kasane Middle School, rivals of Sarashiyaki Middle School, seeking to even the score between them and the number one and number two punks of the other school. Hiei watched on from the edge of the yard, hidden behind the fencing. The two humans were barely standing, their bodies quaking, still recovering from the battle through the Labyrinth castle. Also in the vacant field that should have been housing but had been abandoned long ago as haunted, were the two imposters and a sizeable number of half breed demons.

“You dare to show your face, Urameshi?!” the leader of the thugs from Kasane bellowed. “You challenge us to a face-off after all those ambushes?! I hope you’re ready to die!!”

“Challenge you?! You summoned us, dipstick!” Yusuke shot back, his voice more vigorous than his body.

“After beating up my posse!” Kuwabara yelled, obviously enraged, even more than he’d been in the castle at any time.

“What for? It’s us you wanted!!” Yusuke shot out, also enraged.

“What the hell you babblin’ about?!” the Kasane guy shot back.

“Don’t play dumb!!” Kuwabara shot out.

“We ain’t playin’! We mean it!! You’re DEAD!!!” The Kasane mob began to charge. Hiei could see the detective’s mouth move, but was too far away to hear what he was saying. The leaders of the half demons were distracted now, and he used this opportunity to move. Out of the corner of his eye, he also noticed Kurama arriving, throwing some of his special flowers over the Kasane crowd, stopping them, if not calming them.

“What?! Who’s this jerk?!” the mob yelled out.

Calmly, the kitsune replied, “Starting early, gentlemen? Tsk…such impatience. It almost led you to beat up the wrong guys. The one’s you want are over there!!” He raised his arm and pointed at the imposters.

The two stood there confidently, having been too distracted to notice the destruction of their backup.

“My, my,” the tall of the two said, “looks like we’re busted. Oh, well…”

“The masquerade’s run its course anyway. We’ve now got the manpower to crush all of you!!” the shorter added.

The Kasane guys were just beginning to process matters, “So, you’re the ones who did the ambushing? And fooled us into blaming Urameshi?”

“You got it, morons!” the taller of the two caroled out in vicious joy.

“Not that it matters! You’re surrounded!!” the shorter added in the same tone.

Together, as if rehearsed, “Forward, fellow half-breeds!!”

There was a deafening silence in the vacant lot following that declaration. An echoing silence, the kind that only follows miserable failures. The two imposters looked over there shoulders, their eyes bugging at the site of a darkly clad demon standing next to a pile of half-breed corpses taller than he was. “You looking for these guys?” Hiei asked, his voice calm, deadly. “Sorry, I thought I was just cleaning up some trash.”

With that, the Kasane guys surrounded the two imposters. Hiei had had enough of this nonsense. It was time to get to the real reason he was here, anyways.

“That was close,” Yusuke murmured appreciatively as the koorime approached him. “Thanks, Hiei.”

A sharp look at the teen, and Hiei returned, his voice not as sharp as it…should have been, “I can’t believe I had to step in at all. No matter what shape you’re in, you can’t go losing to a couple of weenies like that. I lost to you - - even if by a fluke - - so that would hardly reflect well on me. You guys need to toughen up!!”

The boy’s hand came up behind his head, but his eyes remained fixed on the koorime’s, something in them. “Ha ha…that’s a fact. I owe you for two, now. Happy to have you at my back, Hiei.” The detective’s eyes seemed to hold even more. Vaguely, he heard the kitsune make some excuse and drag the other boy off. Yusuke took notice of this. “Hiei…Kurama told me some stuff…well I asked him about what he said in the castle. He told me…”

”The fox talks too much,” Hiei cut the boy off.

Unfazed, Yusuke smiled and continued, “Yeah, he can talk, can’t he?” Yusuke appeared to consider a moment. “Why don’t you come over to my place and we can talk about what the fox told me.”

Hiei walked in the direction of the detective’s house, slow enough for the boy to catch up easily, even in his weakened state. As they walked, Yusuke began to talk, “Kurama told me that koorime always have strong partners…he used the word ‘mates’…” The boy’s voice trailed off for a moment, and Hiei looked over to see something unexpected. There was a tinge of pink on the detective’s cheeks. Yusuke seemed to shake himself as he continued, “He said that…that you saw me as…strong…and, well…he wouldn’t say anything else, saying I had to talk to you.” The detective’s cheeks still held the blush as he turned to face the demon, his eyes…pleading.

What was he pleading for? Hiei wondered as he held that gaze. They had finally reached the boy’s door, and Hiei had yet to speak and Yusuke’s eyes had yet to really leave his face. With seeming reluctance, the boy turned and unlocked the door, pulling it open and gesturing Hiei in before him. Slowly, Hiei took the invitation, entering the comfortable apartment and removing his shoes, copying the boy’s actions. Yusuke slumped in on himself, hands in his pockets, “So, you want something to drink or anything?”

Hiei didn’t trust himself to speak. He shook his head and followed the boy past the living room and into his bedroom. Yusuke stood by the door, waiting for Hiei to enter and then closed it behind them, slouching against it. Hiei felt trapped, caged, caught. He glared at the boy over his shoulder. “What do you want?” he growled out.

“I want an answer, Hiei,” Yusuke answered.

“Then ask a question, detective.”

“Fine. Is what Kurama told me true?” Yusuke’s blush had managed to deepen.

Hiei found the redness intriguing. He stared a moment longer before answering, “Yes.”

Yusuke broke eye contact, looking to the wall of the room, “So…what does it mean, then?”

Turning to face the detective, Hiei decided to spell it out plainly for the boy, not pulling any punches, to see how he would react. “It means I see you as a potential mate.”

Yusuke’s blush deepened, spreading across his face and down his neck. His eyes returned to the koorime, confused. “That’s what I thought…” he muttered.

“And…?” Hiei prompted.

“Kurama told me what it meant to be mates, Hiei.” The koorime waited, watching the detective seem to struggle with what he wanted to say, his eyes dropping. “I…I…well, I’ve never done…well, anything like that…and….he told me that…well…”

“Detective…” Hiei cut the boy off. Yusuke looked at him. “The fox talks too much.”

Quietly, the brown-eyed boy asked, “Well, is it true? Do you want…want me to…”

“Yusuke,” Hiei said quietly, his use of the boy’s name causing those brown eyes to widen. “No…you don’t have to…”

”That wasn’t what I asked, Hiei!” the detective shot back.

Hiei’s eyebrows disappeared under his headband at this retort. He waited, waiting for the detective to clarify his question.

“Do you want me, Hiei? That is my question. Answer that.” Brown eyes held his, searching his soul.

Hiei held that gaze, unflinching. He had reached his decision. “Yes.”

Yusuke relaxed, a smile on his lips, “Good, now that that’s settled…what next? I don’t know…well…how to…” His words were cut off by the pressure of lips against his own.

The boy was so absorbed in his words that he’d missed Hiei crossing the room, eyes focused solely on those smiling lips. He’d had enough talk. He’d had enough thinking. Now was time for action. Yusuke pushed the petite fire demon back from him, “This better not be just some rut!”

Hiei glared at the boy for interrupting him. “That fox talks too much. This is a mating, detective, if you’re so inclined! If I were interested in ‘some rut’, I wouldn’t kiss you, I’d just take you.”

Startled, Yusuke looked at the red-eyed demon before him. After a moment, the words sunk in. His smile was shy as he answered, “I…I’d like that…Hiei”

“Why?” the koorime asked, wanting to know…well, he wasn’t completely sure, but somehow knew the boy’s answer would tell him what he needed to know.

“Because…well…to be honest, I’ve been thinking about you since…well, since the first time we fought….and well…I thought I hated you, but when I saw you again, I knew I could rely on you, no matter what…and seeing how you acted in the Labyrinth castle…I wanted…more.” The boy’s eyes were open, unguarded, trusting him.

“Did the fox tell you what it means to be mated, detective?” Hiei’s hand found its way to the smooth cheek of the detective. ‘What am I thinking? He’s so young…’

“He said it means pretty much that we’re married…kinda…that we will share our lives…for the rest of our lives.” The boy’s voice was soft as he leaned into the hiyoukai’s touch. “I think I want that with you, Hiei.”

‘He’s human…’ his mind protested again, “Do you know what sharing our lives really means, Yusuke?”

“It means you’ll have my back and I’ll have yours, no matter what, until one of us buys it.” Yusuke’s hand came up to hold Hiei’s sword callused hand to his cheek. “It means that, no matter what, we’re there for each other.”

‘So soft…unmarked…pure…’ “And sex,” the koorime added, trying to faze the boy…trying to calm the voices that still argued in his head.

“Yeah, that’s the part I’m not sure about. Kurama said I was supposed to…”

”I didn’t ask what the fox said,” Hiei countered.

Yusuke blinked and then smiled, “I’m fine with the sex part.” His hand trailed down the koorime’s arm, “But, you’re gonna have to show me what to do ‘cause I ain’t done it before.”

‘So young…so….so…’ “Are you sure?”

Yusuke slid his hand behind the koorime’s head and drew their lips together. He held them together, his kiss firm, inexperienced, but demanding in its pressure. Hiei returned the pressure, but did nothing to further the kiss, not until he got a verbal answer. The detective pulled back, “I want more, Hiei…please.”

“Are you sure?” ‘Gods’

“Yes.”

“For the rest of your life?”

“Yes, without a doubt!”

‘So rash…Will I regret this?’ Formally, “Urameshi Yusuke, do you willingly bind yourself to me?” The question really was superfluous, unneeded, but…the boy had said it was like a marriage…marriages had stupid words, he knew, having watched some of the ceremonies, out of curiosity.

Yusuke blinked and then straightened from his slouch, “I, Urameshi Yusuke, do willingly bind myself to Jaganshi Hiei, without doubt or hesitation. Do you, Jaganshi Hiei, bind yourself to me?”

‘So…strong….’ “Without doubt or hesitation.” With that phrase, the voices in his mind stilled, leaving him finally. He had little time to marvel over the power of those words as the boy bent down to claim his mouth. Finally giving way to his desire and instinct, Hiei took over the kiss, showing the boy how to incite more passion. His hand, still resting on the detective’s cheek, moved behind his head and his other arm moved to pull the willing body closer to his. He slowly traced the detective’s lips with his tongue before gently pressing against the seam of the detective’s mouth. When the boy didn’t respond, he pulled back slightly and whispered “open” before returning to his activity. This time, when he pressed, the boy’s mouth opened for him. Slowly, Hiei traced the boy’s lips and mapped his mouth sensually before enticing the other’s tongue to do the same to his mouth.

Hesitantly at first, unsure, Yusuke mimicked Hiei’s actions, tracing his lips, the contours of his mouth. Gradually, he showed creativity, seeking dominance, massaging the koorime’s scalp as he tried to delve deeper, taste more. Hiei felt…he wasn’t sure what he felt…but it felt good…safe. He moaned into the detective’s mouth. Yusuke brought his other arm around and pulled the hiyoukai’s body closer to his. Instinctively, the boy rocked his hips against the one he held, revealing the beginnings of arousal…an arousal that promised much. Another moan escaped Hiei’s throat.

Yusuke pulled back, “I want more…show me.” It was a demand, not a request. Hiei moved to comply, his lips tracing the boy’s jaw to his neck. Slowly, the koorime explored the now exposed column, exposed as Yusuke let his head fall back. Slowly, the boy slid down the door, sitting on the floor. Hiei followed easily, straddling the boy’s lap when they reached the bottom of the door, never loosing contact with the tempting flesh causing Yusuke to moan as his lips reached behind the boy’s ear. That first sound of pleasure nearly drove Hiei to the edge. He stilled a moment, trying to regain some control over himself, and then continued to suckle at that spot, drawing out more groans. Slowly, his hands came together and worked on unfastening the school uniform shirt, exposing the boy’s toned chest, a chest toned by fighting, truly strong. Hiei let his fingers trace the lines and planes of that chest while his lips continued to explore the boy’s neck.

Yusuke’s hands began to search the koorime’s back, looking for…something. Gradually, he began plucking at the black cloak that covered the back, eventually, almost pulling Hiei off his lap. “What?” the koorime asked, his voice sharp from being pulled way from the detective’s neck.

“Take it off, damn it!” Yusuke growled back, again ordering, not requesting.

“Why should I?” Hiei shot back, his tone still sharp.

Yusuke pushed the koorime back until he landed on his back. The detective knelt on hands and knees over him. “Because you’re touching me and I can’t get at you. Take it off…now!” The brown eyes were glazed with lust.

Hiei could feel his body react to the domination the boy showed, to the hunger in his eyes. He arched his hips upwards, gathering his cloak above his waist, his hips meeting the detective’s as he did. He shook and gasped at this contact…so enticing, so exciting, even with the layers of fabric still separating their bodies. Wanting…maybe needing more, Hiei bucked again into the boy, feeling his own shaft growing with the friction. Yusuke’s eyes drifted, a look of pleasure on his face, as his hips moved of their own accord to meet the koorime’s. With much effort, the boy growled, “Take it off!”

Reluctantly, Hiei stopped his motions, sitting up slightly and pulled off his cloak. This position provided its own benefits, though, he quickly found out. He reached up after flinging his cloak aside and wrapped his arms around Yusuke’s neck, pulling him down, kissing him deeply. He felt the detective’s arms working and then felt the rough fabric of his uniform shirt pulled from under his fingers. The detective’s hands then slid under his tank top and around his back.

Yusuke rolled them over so that Hiei was above him. When the koorime pulled back slightly in surprise, Yusuke said, his voice soft, husky, yet demanding, “Show me everything.”

Hiei groaned at this order, groaned at the sight of the boy below him, between his legs. He brought their lips together almost violently, rocking his hips again into the boy’s, dragging their erections together through the barrier of fabric they both still wore. After a time, Yusuke pulled back, gasping, “Keep that up and I’m gonna cum in my pants.”

With a growl, Hiei stilled his hips and began to kiss a blazing trail down the detective’s neck and chest. His arms slid from behind that neck and moved to explore the body beneath his as well. The detective’s body was smooth, his skin soft over the sculpted muscles of his arms and torso. The koorime’s lips found one of the dark nipples on the boy’s chest and began tormenting the bud, causing it to pebble and the boy’s hips to buck as he gasped aloud. Hiei’s hands moved to still the rocking hips and were pushed inward, to the fastening of the jeans. “Get them off, then get yours off. You can’t show me everything if we’re still dressed.”

Again, Hiei felt groans escaping his throat. Every command the boy gave only served to increase his arousal, his need, and the strange feeling of security. His fingers worked quickly at the fastenings, his hand slipping in to find the boy had not worn underwear. The skin of his erection was hot and satiny over the rigidness. He allowed his fingers to wrap around that rod, slowly pumping as he listened to the boy groan and gasp. “Hi-Hiei…I....I’m gonna….gonna…..” The words were swallowed by a loud groan as the hiyoukai wrapped his lips around the head and sucked. Yusuke’s hips bucked into his mouth violently as the throbbing erection pulsed and spilled into Hiei’s mouth. The sound that met Hiei’s ears, however, almost made him come in sympathy. The boy called out to him, for him, with a passion he’d never heard before. As the spent shaft slid from his lips, he was pulled by his head up to the boy’s mouth, a very hungry mouth, devouring him, pulling his soul from his body, rewarding him.

After a long time, the boy’s passion calmed enough for him to release the koorime. “You’re not finished,” he declared hotly. “You have to finish undressing me and undress yourself and show me everything.”

Hiei smirked, “What makes you think I want to do that, detective?”

Yusuke’s hand wandered down from the koorime’s head, ghosting over his chest, coming to rest on the very evident proof of his arousal. “Damn,” the boy whispered as he felt that shaft for the first time. He rubbed it’s length a few times, his eyes drifting closed a bit, “Damn,” he repeated, softly, then louder, “That tells me you want it, demon. If you don’t use that,” he squeezed slightly, watching the koorime’s eyes flicker, “to make me come next time, I’ll shoot you again.” Hiei felt his erection pulse and saw the boy smirk, “So, you do like being ordered around?” Hiei remained silent, refusing to verbally admit what his body betrayed. Yusuke pulled him down for a kiss with the hand that’d remained tangled in his hair while the other hand continued to squeeze and stroke his erection. After a long moment, he pulled back, his eyes soft, “I won’t order you around in public, Hiei. I respect you too much for that.” He smirked, “But, here, behind closed doors…you have your orders, get to work!”

Hiei moaned and rocked his hips into the boy’s hands. The unsolicited reassurance did much for him and he could feel a tension he hadn’t realized was there relax, his expression softening, his smirk becoming a genuine smile. His lips and tongue again traced the boy’s body, his chest, again teasing first one nipple the moving across to the neglected one. His hands slowly traced ghost trails along the boy’s arms before joining his mouth exploring the boy’s body. Yusuke let his arms fall to the side, giving Hiei free reign over his body, allowing the koorime to explore whatever bit of skin interested him.

After a time, while Hiei was exploring the lower edge of his ribcage, Yusuke’s hands came up to his shoulders, pulling him up. Hiei looked up, questioning with his eyes. “Take off your shirt,” the boy answered the silent question. Hiei moved to comply, sitting up on his knees to comply. Yusuke’s eyes lit appreciatively as he traced the smooth lines of the now bare chest with almost reverent fingers. He traced swirling patterns, mimicking those the koorime’s lips had traced on his own body. When his eyes met the koorime’s again, his voice was husky, dripping with lust, “The more you show me, the more I can do to you.” A look of realization crossed the boy’s face, almost comical in its sudden appearance. “Almost forgot,” he added, his voice energetic as he reached into his pocket, “that overly talkative friend of ours suggested we’d need this…” With that, he blushed, somehow, through the glow of arousal, and handed Hiei a small bottle.

Hiei took the bottle from the boy and looked at it. The boy had…prepared for this? The shock must have shown on his face, because the boy continued, “I talked to Kurama last night after Keiko walked me home. I called him and asked him what was going on. I didn’t know how to get ahold of you, or I would have asked you. I thought about it all night and on the way to school, got that, hopin’ I’d see you.” His voice again darkened with lust as he finished his story. Before Hiei was aware of what he was doing, his lips were gently touching the detectives, slowly, sensually exploring, passion burning in his soul.

He felt the boy’s arms wrap around him, and their positions were reversed. He was now on his back, looking up to the detective. When the detective broke their kiss, he murmured, “I changed my mind. I wanna…”

Hiei brought a finger to the boy’s lips, “Don’t tell me, show me.”

Yusuke took that finger between his teeth and growled, “Don’t tell me what to do!” They glared at each other a moment before Hiei relaxed, allowing submission to enter his eyes. Yusuke sucked on the finger in his mouth and held the koorime’s arm as he kissed his way from fingertip to shoulder. “You can, however,” he whispered into Hiei’s ear, “make suggestions, if you feel inclined to.”

Hiei turned to look into those burning brown eyes, “Then, I suggest you show me what you want to do.” His voice carried in it hunger, lust, need. To these, Yusuke responded, first kissing those lips, tasting them, his tongue moving in to explore the hot cavern of the koorime’s mouth before abruptly leaving it and latching onto the neck below. Hiei groaned. The boy’s lack of experience was evident, as was his enthusiasm. His fingers found their way into the detective’s hair and he subtly guided the detective on his quest to find sensitive areas on that column of flesh. Though he tried to contain it, he groaned several time, even more as the boy’s lips traced his collar bone. He could feel Yusuke’s hands tracing his chest, moving slowly down his body, as his lips continued to suckle his neck. Something was missing…gradually, he figured it out. “Tongue…” he gasped out, his voice strained. Yusuke hummed against his throat and then he licked, tracing the path of the vein that ran close to the skin there. Hiei gasped and could feel the detective smirk as he resumed suckling, this time using his tongue. Hiei groaned aloud and his fingers tightened in the boy’s black hair.

Yusuke’s hands had made their way, almost without either of the two noticing, to Hiei’s waistband. Seeming to act without direction, they began to work at the belt buckles, unfastening the two white belts that held the black pants up. The surprisingly clever fingers then opened the koorime’s pants, sliding in to find the silk covered living rock and wrap around it.

Hiei almost howled because the boy’s lips also found an extremely sensitive bit of skin on his neck at the same time as his fingers wrapped around his erection. Yusuke looked up briefly, seeing the koorime’s eyes were closed, his lips parted, his face flush. He tightened his hand around the shaft it held and stroked, watching as Hiei’s face contorted in pleasure. After a moment, he leaned down and whispered, “Will you come for me, Hiei? Will you fill my mouth with your come?” All the while, he continued to massage the koorime’s shaft, feeling it pulse and twitch in his hand as he spoke.

Hiei only whimpered, his mind overwhelmed with a pleasure he’d never felt before. Sure, he’d rutted before, but this…this felt entirely different, more intense…and Yusuke’s hand was remarkably adept. He finally managed to speak, his voice thready, almost whispery willowy, “If you don’t get down there, detective, you’re going to miss your chance.”

Before he could frame anything resembling another thought, Yusuke’s mouth was burning around the head of his shaft, sucking his soul out of his body through his dick. With a cry that somehow became the boy’s name, Hiei felt his mind plunge over to oblivion as his body released itself into that waiting cavern of fire.

When the world came into focus again, Yusuke was gently stroking his chest, and he could feel the detective’s bare legs against his own. Hazily, he turned to face the detective. The boy smiled, “I liked hearing you call out for me.” He bent in and claimed a gentle kiss, his hand moving from the firm chest to cup the soft cheek. Hiei’s hand made its way to the boy’s cheek. He was amazed, simply amazed that his lifelong alertness had abandoned him long enough for the boy to remove the remainder of their clothing.

Yusuke pulled back after a long sensual kiss. “Hiei...will you…I want you to…” his voice trailed off and Hiei could feel his cheek heat with embarrassment.

“Tell me what you want, Yusuke,” his voice was soft, gentle.

Yusuke took a deep breath, looking into the red eyes of the koorime, “I want you to…fuck me.”

Hiei smiled, “I’d like that.” And that felt like an understatement. Passion burned again through his body and he could feel his arousal build for the boy that held him, and feel his arousal pressing into his hip.

Yusuke’s eyes left his, “Kurama said…” he began, muttering, stopping when a finger laid itself against his lips.

“What matters is that we do what we want, not that we do what Kurama says, Yusuke.” He was tired of hearing about the blasted fox…even if he did have to thank him later…much later…maybe he’d forget. Yusuke’s eyes came back to meet his and the boy’s body moved closer, revealing the boy’s very aroused state. Hiei smiled, his fingers wandering from the detective’s cheek to slide through his hair, “I’d like that, Yusuke. And, when you feel ready, if you want, you can fuck me.”

Yusuke’s hips rolled forward, his erection pressing more firmly into Hiei’s leg. “Do it, then,” he ordered, his voice husky, his eyes full of need and lust.

Hiei kissed him again, deeper, pushing him to lie on his back as he moved to cover his body. Blindly he sought the bottle he’d dropped sometime ago. Finding it, he began to kiss down the boy’s neck and open the bottle, relieved when his fingers found it was a flip top. Pulling up slightly, he looked at Yusuke, “Relax, breathe slowly, okay?” Brown eyes drifted closed as the inky head moved up and down in understanding. Hiei brought his hands behind the boy’s knees, lifting them and spreading them as he moved between them. He then poured some of the clear fluid from the bottle onto his hand and rubbed it along the length of his erection, coating it. With that hand, he held his shaft, guiding it, as the other hand moved to support his weight over the supine body of his soon-to-be-mate. Slowly, as gently as he could, he pressed the head of his erection into the boy’s body. Yusuke hissed slightly, his head moving, but forcing his body to stay relaxed, as relaxed as it had been, as Hiei pushed past the tight ring of muscles. As the widest part of the head of his shaft pressed into that heat, Yusuke began to whimper. “Shhhh, relax, Yusuke…”

“I’m trying…it hurts…” the boy’s voice was thin, pained.

Hiei’s chest clutched in on itself, “Should I stop?”

“No, don’t…it just hurts…don’t stop.” The dark head tossed side to side in negation and his hands moved to clutch the koorime’s arms. Hiei kept pressing, moving slowly, trying not to hurt his young mate. As the head passed the ring, the boy visibly relaxed. With a soft sigh, he breathed, “That’s better.” There was still pain in his voice and on his face, but it was lessened.

Hiei brought both hands up to support his weight as he slid the rest of his erection into the body beneath him. When his hips met the boy’s ass, he began kissing the chest below his, nipping and licking, trying to distract the boy, relax his body even further. He felt Yusuke’s hands come up to his back and begin to massage him. His eyes looked up to see brown looking down at him. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice soft, full of concern.

“Yeah, I think so…is there more?”

“Yeah,” Hiei answered, a smile crossing his lips, “but I didn’t want to hurt you.”

Yusuke’s eyes were full of…something that set a fire in Hiei’s chest, “I know…I’m ready.”

Hiei reached up with one hand and pulled the boy’s lips down to his before slowly rocking his hips against the other’s. Yusuke hissed slightly and then groaned, so Hiei continued to move within him, slowly moving more and more until he was thrusting into the boy. He broke the kiss, pulling back to change the angle of his thrusts, seeking out that place that would….there….Yusuke’s head arched back as something near a howl escaped his throat. “Fuck, do that again!” he panted. Smirking, Hiei obliged, watching as the tension of orgasm built in the detective’s body.

Over and over, Hiei’s shaft hit that spot, pushing Yusuke higher and higher into pleasure. Hiei could feel his own pleasure building in a way he’d never experienced before, not in any of his ruts. This was more intense than the boy’s hand job had been. He could feel his jagan opening under the ward, his whole body responding. Yusuke’s body tensed around his, quivering, massaging his shaft as the boy’s shaft spilled between them. He could not fight it, didn’t want to fight it. He came, the world becoming a sparkling white ball of color, sound, taste, touch…sensations overwhelmed him as the detective’s name left his lips, blending with his own name from Yusuke’s lips. He then fell forward, face first into the heaving chest below his. There was no way he could have stopped himself. He wasn’t even truly aware of landing. Vaguely, he wondered if it were possible to fall and fly at the same time.

How long it was before he was aware of the world around him, Hiei didn’t know. The first thing he became aware of was the gentle rise and fall of the chest beneath his head. Then, the arms wrapped loosely, possessively. Their bodies were still joined, though he’d almost completely slipped out of the boy. Slowly, his body sluggishly responding, he looked up to see Yusuke’s deep brown eyes looking at him, into his soul. The detective’s arms tightened around him as he said, “You’re mine, now, right?”

Hiei thought about correcting the boy, stating that he’d been the one to lay claim, but didn’t truly believe that, and no longer felt he had to prove anything to the one holding him anymore. He nodded, “We are mated.”

Yusuke smiled sleepily, “Good… You hungry?”

Hiei shook his head, “No, sleepy.”

The boy yawned, “Good, me too.” He reached over to the bed and pulled the blanket off of the mattress, covering both of them on the floor. “I don’ wanna move. I like holding you. Sleep well, Hiei.” Another yawn and…”I love you.”…and the boy’s eyes drifted shut.

Hiei’s eyes remained open a few more minutes, studying the boy. So, this is what they meant by love. What a silly word for what he felt. The safety of the boy’s arms, the contentment, the relaxation, all of it…all of that expressed by such a simple word? Whispering, barely allowing the words past his lips, “I love you, Yusuke.” He allowed his head to rest against the boy’s chest, missing the smile that graced the detective’s lips.

Dawn found the two still wrapped together on the floor under the blanket. Yusuke roused first, looking down at the black head resting on his chest. He was sore, his body still sore from his battle with Suzaku, as well as from the previous night’s activities. Hiei moved a bit, snuggling into his chest, before looking up at him. When the koorime’s eyes rested on the boy’s face, he looked a bit worried. “I’m happy, Hiei.” The worry vanished from the koorime’s eyes, replaced by something soft.

“You have school today?” Hiei asked, one hand coming to run through the boy’s hair.

“Yeah…” the boy groaned.

“C’mon, then, let’s get you ready. I’ll see you afterwards, and then…” he let the sentence trail off.

“Then we can continue?” The boy’s voice was eager.

Hiei smiled, “Whatever you want.”

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While Yusuke sat on the roof, or in class he was drug in by Keiko, Hiei sat in the tree he’d first watched the detective from. The blue haired messenger of death found him. “Koenma-sama has a task for you.” Her face looked tense. Silently, he followed her.

The news was not good. The tantei had a new mission, one that affected him personally. He hoped Yusuke would understand he had to do things his way. His body was tense as he waited for his new mate to leave the school building.

“Hey, Hiei…” Yusuke began.

Without a word, the koorime shoved a tape into his hands, his face tense. He looked the boy in his eyes, trying to say without words, “I’m sorry, I have to take care of this. It’s personal.”

“A video tape? Of what?” The boy asked, confused, a bit of hurt in his eyes.

“Your next assignment from the underworld,” Hiei answer succinctly as he turned to leave. He was tempted to use the jagan, to tell the boy what was going on, but he would know soon enough, and that overly talkative fox would fill him in. But…he also felt serious misgivings about leaving his mate out…but he’d never told anyone why he’d gotten the jagan in the first place. In his head, he could feel the echo of the boy’s pain and he closed his eyes as he moved to where the lordling of the underworld had told him, after a bit of convincing, the next mission lay.

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A/N: Uncooperative characters!!!!! This felt uneven and rough…and the characters kept me in the dark…I thought it was going to be a lot longer…then a lot shorter…then longer…anyways…I am not going to continue this…I don’t think…I’m moving on to my next story, which has been plaguing me for the past chapter and a half. Please don’t ask for more…I will give more, trust me…I will, but not of this story line.

Well...I may have lied....that above is the A/N I sent to the person who requested this...and last night, as I slept, more came to me, but it's totally different perspective, tense, the whole nine yards...so, it's a totally different story. I'll write it up after my next story...but as I said, it's been plagueing me, so it's getting written first...the one I just mentioned can plauge me a little longer (If you're interested...working titles of the next two are "Practice" and "Reaching Understanding"...yes, they came with titles this time :D )

Now, to reviews...all two of them....C'mon, people, I know this is cannon, but it's very difficult to weave my own plot into it...and so I want reviews....figure this way...It takes roughly an hour for me to get 500 words up...this chapter is about 6500 words....that's 13 hours of work...Show some love. I appreciate those who do review, very much...I even do requests for them...
Devious Lil Devil Thank you ;D Hope you liked how this turned out. And I am happy happy you took the time to review :D *hugs* (hope you don't mind) And I'm glad you liked the title :D
kit-kit :D Hope you approved...I even went back to cannon...just inserted a whole day between two pannels of the manga... :D

I've been asked a couple of times how I write so much...I didn't think I really did, but I'll answer...I write every day...usually about an hour at least....most of the time more...but every day I work on one of my stories...even if it's just going through and editing it because I just don't feel creative. That's my "secret" and what I recommend to those of you who want to write more. Yes, I know it's hard to find the time, but if it's something you want to do, you can make it work out.