Minamino Sensei

You'll all be happy to know that I'm not good with angst so of course Hiei comes back!

Thank you all so much for reading and I love getting reviews, they make me very happy.

Okay, there was actually supposed to be more of a time lapse than the story says, but that would lead Kurama into the Makai, and that isn't where I wanted to take this particular fiction, so it's a short time, but it still gets Kurama really annoyed... so here ya go!

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Chapter 6: The Truth Comes Out

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After three maddening weeks, Kurama went home completely infuriated, thinking that Hiei had just played with his mind, thinking that it’d be fun to win over the infamous heartless fox thief Youko Kurama. Kurama cursed, because Hiei had won, he’d gotten his heart and fled with it. Was this revenge for when he slept with who ever he thought was attractive or would give him what he wanted.

He threw himself on the bed, “Damn you Hiei,” Kurama shivered, and noticed the window that he knew was closed this morning was slightly ajar… Great now I’m getting robbed.

He sat up in bed to see if anything had been taken, there was one single thing that seemed to have been disturbed while he was gone, and oddly enough that was his underwear drawer, which was missing his favorite pair of boxers, but he found a small velvet box in its place. In it was a thin silver chain with a familiar garnet gem attached to it with a silver fastening. Along with the necklace there was a slip of paper with only seven words scribbled on it.

Itoshii,
I’m sorry…
I love you…
Hiei

Kurama stared at the necklace for a long time before slipping the cool chain around his slim neck, and watched his reflection in the mounted mirror how the small jewel caught the light beautifully. A sweet smile spread over his delicate features as he stood to start cooking, he hadn’t felt very hungry in a while, and now that his appetite had returned he was going to take full advantage of it.

Later that night a dark figure slipped into the still open window, and sat the on the window sill for a little bit, just watching his fox sleep. With a single fluid motion, Hiei’s cloak and scarf were off and draped over the chair by the desk, and knelt to slip off his black boots. Before crawling into the bed, he took off his pants and curled up with the dreaming fox who mumbled his name as he wrapped his arms around the slim waist.

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The bright morning light prodded Kurama awake along with the low, soft purring in his arms along with a small bundle of a very sexy half koorime in his favorite boxers. Feeling very mischievous, Kurama started to pull at the plaid shorts.

“Mnghrr…” Hiei slowly roused and grumbled, “What are you doing?”

“Taking back my favorite boxers,” he chuckled.

“No, mine,” Hiei sat up, holding the boxers to his hips.

“Aren’t they a bit big on you?”

“No,” he growled, almost daring his lover to try to take them again.

“Why did you take those things, anyway?”

“Because,” he curled into a ball ready to go back to sleep, “…ibkeursell…”

“What was that?” Kurama leaned his ear closer, moving his hair behind him so he could hear Hiei better.

“I Like Your Smell!” Hiei shouted before mumbling about going back to sleep and something that sounded a lot like ‘stupid fox.’

“Oh, Hiei, you’re so sweet,” he threw his arms around the petite body.

“OW!” Hiei jumped out of Kurama's grasp.

“Hiei? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. What day is it? Don’t you have a class to be teaching?”

“It’s Saturday, Baby,” he purred into Hiei’s neck, “We have all day to do whatever we want.”

“Good, I want to sleep.”

“You’ve been gone three weeks, and when you finally come to see me you want to sleep?” he scolded. He studied the sleeping boy a little bit before he noticed that there were blood stains all over his bed sheets. “Hiei!”

“What?”

“You’re bleeding!”

“I know. I just need some sleep…”

“Yeah, that and a lot of medical attention, now sit up.”

“No. I’ll be fine.”

“Argh, fine, but you have to sit up when I get back with the salve.”

“Nmnghr…”

Hiei watched with one eye as Kurama ran about gathering towels and water, and pulled a few seeds from his hair.

“Old habits die hard, ne?” Hiei commented from the bed.

“Huh?” Kurama kneeled next to the bed with the seeds and a bowl.

“You still hide your seeds in your hair?”

“Oh, yeah… I guess so…” he chuckled, forcing the seeds to grow, and he pulled a few leaves from each plant, and mashed them into the bowl. When the salve was ready he sat back on his heels, “now, you have to take your shirt off.”

A sexy little smirk appeared on the little fire demon’s lips.

“Not like that,” Kurama shouted, “Now let me see your wounds.”

Questions started to bug Kurama in the back of his head as he cleaned up Hiei’s torso, “Hiei?” he asked, his voice dying off at the end as he took in how marred his body had become after… whatever he had done.

“Hn?” he marveled at how careful his lover’s hands were as they applied the salve bandages to the deeper cuts.

“Where have you been?”

“Nowhere.”

“Unless nowhere has claws and can use arrows and swords…”

“What does it matter?”

“Hiei,” Kurama pouted.

“It’s not important.”

“It is to me,” Kurama took Hiei’s hand, “Please?”

With a heavy sigh, “I was in the Makai.”

“Why?”

“I had to.”

“Why did you have to?”

Silence.

Kurama held Hiei’s face so the youkai was forced to look in to those large green eyes, silently pleading.

“Alright,” Hiei looked away, staring at the deep red carpeting, “I-I have to tell you… I’m not really an assassin, anymore at least.”

“And?”

“Well, years back, a little after I met you, I was hired to kill one of the Makai leaders, Mukuro. It was a stupid idea, but I was in such an odd part of my life I was taking any job that I could short of kidnapping children.”

“People actually tried to hire you to kidnap children?”

“Hey! I’m in the middle of a story.”

“Oops, sorry,” Kurama moved to sit next to Hiei, still holding his hand.

“Anyway, I had gotten into the castle easily enough, but was attacked by a tall man with flowing black hair and a weird metal mask named Karasu. It was a long and hard battle, but when I had finished with him I had finally gotten control of my black dragon… Of course it also used up all of my energy, and I passed out before I could even get to Mukuro.”

“Oh, my,” Kurama squirmed closer to Hiei like a child waiting for the climax of a good scary story.

“When I woke up, Mukuro claimed me as her heir.”

“Why?”

“She said it was because Karasu had been her heir and the fact that I had killed him told her that I must have been the better heir.”

“So, you’re the heir to a third of the Makai?” Kurama's eyes grew wide.

“Not quite,” Hiei pressed on with his story, “I was trained to be the best fighter by Mukuro herself, and that’s what I became a great fighting machine. About two years ago, she fell in the largest war in Makai history-”

“Wait! You ARE a Makai lord!”

With a small chuckle, Hiei kept on with his story, “After a year of demons trying to take more than their share of territory, there was finally peace, but after too many fights did I feel that there was no reason to go home. Even getting healed felt pointless, because those who healed me didn’t help me because they cared they did it because they feared what I’d do if they didn’t heal me, or there are the few who do respect. Eventually, my thoughts kept ending up on you, and how you helped me that one time.”

“Oh, that’s so sweet,” Kurama cooed, almost completely sitting in Hiei’s lap, his arms all draped over the strong shoulders.

“Hn.”

“Hang on, if there’s peace in the Makai, then why do you look like you got put through a paper shredder?”

“There have been more and more up rises all over, because there are still some feuds which have turned into civil wars, which has led to people trying to over take the castle,” Hiei sighed, pressing into Kurama's chest.

“Hiei?”

“Hm?”

“I missed you…”

“I missed you, too… OUCH!” Hiei held his chest where Kurama's long nimble fingers had pinched him.

Kurama stared straight down into the angry red eyes, “But if you ever leave without telling me like that, again, I swear I will give you the supplies, but you have to heal yourself.”

“Alright, alright, I’m sorry.”

“Hiei? Did you just get turned on by me trying to hurt you?”

The two stared at Hiei’s crotch which was now sporting a large volume pressing into the front of Kurama's favorite boxers. “Maybe, but I’m not the only one,” he nodded toward the bulge between Kurama's legs.

“Hm, I guess you’re right,” he suddenly pushed Hiei on to the bed, kissing him deeply, running one hand over the injured body carefully, trying to avoid the bandages he had just put on, and finally into the boxers, grasping at the half hard erection. He pumped the silky shaft slowly.

“Mmm,” Hiei moaned a little in disappointment when Kurama pulled his mouth away, but that soon turned to excitement when Kurama licked at the cloth covered shaft.

Kurama gave the confined sex a few more licks before traveling back up the body to Hiei’s lips, pulling him up a little so they could kiss at a different angle. He wrapped his arms around the wounded body. Their groins had just touched when Hiei suddenly went tense, pain flowing over every inch of him radiating from the deepest wound on his back.

“Hiei?” Kurama felt the boy in his arms freeze up and a small whimper escape his thin lips, “Hiei?!” He pulled his hand away to see that it was covered in blood, “Shit! Why didn’t you tell me about your back?”

“…”

“Get on your stomach,” Kurama sighed.

“Ooh, kinky,” Hiei gave a weak but mischievous smirked.

“No, idiot, I’m going to treat your back,” he got up off the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“I need more bandages, that’s a really deep wound… and I need to go wash my hand, you bleed a whole lot. Lie down on your stomach.”

“I can’t,” Hiei mumbled as he got up on his knees, looking down at his erection poking out of the front of the boxers. The need to release had gathered up in him too much, so he slipped the boxers down his hips just enough to reveal the hard sex. “Mmm,” he licked his lips, wrapping his hands around his shaft. He was so preoccupied with himself that he didn’t even notice when Kurama came back, leaning in the doorway, holding the white bandages.

“Having fun?” Kurama quirked an eyebrow as he stared at the hands holding the pulsating shaft.

“Just finishing what you started, Fox,” Hiei watched as Kurama's free hand massaged his own crotch.

“Mmm, give me a minute, and I’ll finish it myself,” sat on the bed, wiping at the bloodied back gently. “Brace yourself, this will sting,” he put in a large amount of the salve.

“Argh,” Hiei growled falling to his hands.

“I told you.”

“Just hurry up, before this boner goes away.”

Kurama burst out laughing, “You really were with those things kids for too long,” he pressed the clean bits of cloth to the wound.

Another growl.

“There, is that better?”

“That’s fine, now finish what you started,” Hiei got up again and turned around, so his penis was only inches away from Youko's face.

Kurama chuckled as he reached one hand up behind Hiei’s neck to pull him down little to plant a kiss on his trembling lips, as his other hand trailed down the chest again, passing by all the bandage covered parts, going straight for the hard sex, and ran one finger from base to tip in a tortuously light touch.

“Hiei, promise me something,” Kurama pulled away from the kiss a little, but pushed their foreheads together as he breathed, “Promise me you won’t leave without telling me, again.”

“As long as you don’t stop in the middle of this ever again.”

Kurama put a light kiss on Hiei’s lips, and wrapped his hand tightly around Hiei’s arousal. The demon lord’s body convulsed, his fingers digging into creamy shoulders, moaning into the red head’s mouth, as the fox laid him back slowly on to the bed, Kurama kissing down the injured body.

“Mmm,” Hiei’s body arched in to the mouth when Kurama landed on Hiei’s nipple, “Lower.”

“Yes, my lord,” Kurama bowed his head, laughing.

“Don’t call me-ah- that…ah..” a nip at his belly button made him forget what he was mad about.

Kurama nuzzled his nose into the perfectly muscled stomach before continuing his path down over Hiei’s pelvic bones with light butterfly kisses. He continued to play over the proud standing arousal, barely brushing his hand over it.

“Hn, hn, hm, oh,” Hiei’s body refused to stay still, his legs refusing to stay still, his legs rubbing against the inside of the taller boy’s thighs, his hands grasping at the sheets to keep them from thrashing around, but just started pulling the sheets off the bed, “K-Ku-K’rama, please!”

Taking pity, Kurama kissed the tip of the juicy cock, his hands strayed to both hips, forcing them back into the bed, but Hiei’s slim body consisted of nothing but pure muscle, and was able to push against Kurama's strength with ease. A single lick from base to tip drove Hiei completely crazy.

“Fuck,” he called, and flipped Kurama on his back. He barely had enough control to let the red head get a small tube from his bed side table while he pulled both of their shorts off. With a slightly exaggerated amount of lubrication, he thrust one, two, three, and finally four fingers into Kurama's entrance, not wanting to hurt him, pushing in and out until the man under him started writhing in pleasure, calling out Hiei’s name.

“Mmm, do it, Itoshii,” Kurama swayed, pressing his ass onto the intruding fingers. Kurama let out a sigh of disappointment when the fingers left him feeling cold and empty, but it soon changed to excitement when he felt a hard, hot penis pressed to his entrance.

“Gods, ah, and you said that I was…tight,” Hiei gasped as he entered the red head. Without pausing, Hiei entered the lubricated hole in one smooth, slow push, not stopping until he was into the hilt. Pulling up the long, smooth legs over his shoulders, Hiei asked, “So, how would you like it, Koi?” he pulled out almost all the way before slamming into the frail looking body, causing the Youko to gasp, “Or do you like it more like this?” he suddenly bucked his hips into the tight hole quickly, obviously hitting that spot inside the tight hole that sent shocks of pleasure through every inch of muscle. With a sexy little smirk, Hiei bucked his hips against Kurama's smooth, pale ass.

“Ah, ah, ah, hn, ah, ah, oh yeah,” Kurama panted, unknowing as to how his little sounds were turning Hiei on even higher. When green eyes met red, Kurama reached up with trembling hands to Hiei’s shoulder’s pulling the youkai’s face down so that their lips met.

Feeling the other man’s hard sex pressing into his stomach, Hiei grabbed the pulsating sex with his bandaged hand, pumping with tight fingers. Being connected in so many ways had the two of them coming at the same. Panting, Hiei pulled out, both men covered in sweat, gasping each other’s names.

“Oh, Hiei,” Kurama kissed the boy’s brow, “Mmm, I love you.”

“Hn,” he snuggled into the other’s warmth.

“Hm,” Kurama smiled, brushing the raven black bangs back, studying the beautiful face, contently, “When do you have to go back?”

“I left my second in command in charge. So, unless there is an emergency, I’m free for a few months.”

“Mmm, I like the idea of that,” Kurama nuzzled closer, “you’re all mine for the next few months, and summer vacation is coming up soon… so maybe, you can take me to your place, hmm?”

“Castle,” Hiei corrected.

Kurama giggled a little, “I feel like I’m suddenly dating royalty.”

“Hn.”

The two sat in comfortable silence listening to one another breathe until Kurama asked something that had been at the back of his mind.

“Why did you lie to me?” Kurama pulled away looking down at his lover.

“Huh?” Hiei sat up angrily at the accusation.

“You told me Yomi sent you here to capture me.”

“Oh,” Hiei’s cheeks turned a little pink, “I… I had been planning for a reason to come and see you since I had first met you. I had heard about Yomi’s obsession with you, and that was what I came up with… I had been planning to use it for about eight years that I didn’t want it to go to waste.”

Kurama stared down at Hiei with large green eyes and slightly parted lips.

“What?” garnet eyes narrowed.

“You-” Kurama started giggling, “You’re a silly little demon.”

“I’m not silly… or little.”

“Mmm, you’re right,” Kurama settled down, cuddling closer with his demon lover, “You’re not little at all.”

“Shuichi?” a female voice called out from the living room.

“Mother?” Kurama sat bolt right up in bed.

“Shuichi, are you still in bed?” foot steps made their way to the bedroom, “It’s almost noon.”

"Noon?"

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~TBC~