Beaten

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Kurama sat down at the breakfast table one morning about a week after Hiei had confessed his love to him and looked across the table at him and smiled. Hiei, of course, showed no emotion, but Kurama knew the depth of the smaller demon’s feelings for him. They hadn’t yet told anyone, not even Genkai, but they were both pretty sure the old lady knew.

The phone rang halfway through breakfast and Genkai got up to answer it. Kurama wasn’t paying attention to the conversation, so he was surprised when Genkai held out the phone to him.

“For you,” she said. He took it and held the receiver up to his ear.

“Hello?” he asked, uncertainty in his voice.

“Shuichi?” his mother’s voice came from the other end.

“Hello, Mother,” he replied softly.

“Shuichi, why have you been staying at Master Genkai’s instead of here with Kuroki?” Shiori asked, getting straight to the point.

“Can I explain it to you when I get home, Mother?” Kurama asked softly.

“I would really like to know now. Did you two have some sort of argument?”

“No, Mother. I just needed to come to Genkai’s for extra training every day, so I thought I would just stay here.”

“That’s funny, because Kuroki told me you ran away, and Master Genkai let him know where you were.”

“I didn’t run away, Mother!” Kurama cried out, shocked.

“Then tell me the truth, Shuichi. I’m getting two different stories here, and I want to know what’s going on right now!” Kurama was shocked. Shiori had never raised her voice to him before.

“Mother, please, let me explain to you when I get home. It will be much easier for the both of us.”

“When will you be home?” Shiori sighed.

“I can be home in about an hour.”

“I suppose, but I expect an explanation, Shuichi.”

“Is Kuroki there, Mother?”

“No, he went back to his place but he should be back in a few hours.”

“Okay. I will be home soon, Mother.” He hung up the phone and went back to the table. He sat in his chair and rested his head in his slender hands.

“Fuck,” he muttered. Everyone looked at him, shocked. They had never heard Kurama use such foul language before.

“Fox, why didn’t you just tell her?” Hiei asked.

“I couldn’t tell her something like that on the phone. But who knows what Kuroki has told her, since he told her I ran away.”

“That fucker needs to be punished for what he did to you, Fox,” Genkai said.

“I know, but I don’t want to break my mother’s heart.”

“Fox, you have to tell her. You promised me, remember?” Hiei said, showing tenderness.

“I know I have to, and I will, I just don’t know how!”

“I’ll be with you, if you want me to be, Fox. You don’t have to tell her alone.”

“Thank you, Hiei, but this is something I should do alone. She might take it easier.”

“Okay, Fox, but I’m here if you need me.” Hiei took his hand and squeezed it gently. Kurama held onto it, needing his touch.

“Do you want me to come home with you and stay in your room in case you need me?”

“Would you?”

“Of course.”

“Thank you, love,” Kurama said softly. Yukina and Genkai grinned at each other.

“About time,” Genkai muttered. Hiei glared at the old woman, but she was unaffected. She just grinned at him until he looked away with an indistinct “Hn.” Kurama blushed slightly.

“We would like to keep this quiet for the time being, Master Genkai. If you would please not say anything to Yusuke or Kuwabara, we would be grateful,” Kurama said.
“I won’t say anything and neither will Yukina.”

“Thank you, and thank you for allowing me to stay here the past couple of weeks.”

“Hmph. You’re welcome, Fox, and you’re welcome to stay again if you need to.”

“Thank you,” Kurama murmured. “Time to face the music, I guess.” He stood up along with Hiei and they left to go home to Kurama’s house.

A/N: I need some help with the next chapter, people! Any ideas will be appreciated.