Memories of a Life Long Passed

Chapter 8

Daytime Visions




The knocking on Kurama’s door got louder with each passing moment, finally rousing the kitsune from his restful sleep. He tried to get up, but his limbs were tangled in Hiei’s. The little fire demon refused to let go of him, muttering something sleepily as he held on more tightly.



“Shu? Are you awake?”



“Ah! Uhm, yes mother.”



“Yusuke’s here to see you. Do you want me to send him up?”



Hiei groaned silently, fully awake after hearing Shiori’s voice. Releasing the red head he edged out of bed and started collecting his clothes from various points in the room. It brought a slight smirk to his face, reminding him why his clothes were scattered as they were. For three weeks now their little interlude had gone on. Not one night did Hiei spend away from the warm bed, or the tasty kitsune.



“Yes please.” Kurama yawned and stretched, rising out of bed as quickly as his still sleepy mind could handle. He glanced over at the fire demon, who was almost completely dressed, then threw on a loose fitting pair of slacks.



“A shirt would be wise.” Hiei said after Kurama made his bed then sat down to wait for their friend.



“Hmm? Why is that?”



The little demon pointed to the bathroom. “Take a look.” He snatched a semi clean shirt off of the floor then followed Kurama to the bathroom.



Turning so he could look at his back in the mirror he gasped. “Hiei! When on earth did you do that?” Long welts and scratches marred his back, mostly around his shoulders and his spine.



“When do you think?” Hiei blinked in surprise. “You mean you honestly didn’t feel that?”



Kurama slid the shirt offered by Hiei over his head then kissed the jagan on fire demon’s forehead. “No, I was too busy feeling other things.” The kitsune lifted Hiei’s chin and kissed him softly until they heard pounding feet approaching the door to Kurama’s room.



Hiei was the first one out of the bathroom and was in his place at the window by the time the door swung open and the young spirit detective stepped in. They had both agreed that they’d keep their affair to themselves, Kurama didn’t know how the others would take it... Especially since sexuality was generally limited to, in the Ningenkai, one or the other. Kitsunes by nature seek out partners for lust filled reasons, limiting themselves to just one gender was extremely rare. Kurama shook his head smiling at Yusuke. It didn’t matter if they told the world, what they had going was just good sex, and nothing more.



“Glad you’re finally awake... Look, all I came here to tell you that pacifier breath has another mission for us, and we’re to meet in the park near my house in two hours... blah blah blah...” Yusuke rubbed his eye furiously then stopped as he noticed Hiei already in the room. “When did-“



”Want something to drink, Yusuke?” Kurama strode towards the boy, trying to distract his thoughts.



“Uhm... a can of soda would be great, something with caffeine...”



“Okay.”



Yusuke smirked as Kurama left. “He seems to be in a good mood... So Hiei, how did you manage to get here so early?”



“It’s none of your business Urameshi, stay the hell out of it.”



“Aww, don’t give me that. I think you and Kurama make a cute couple.”



“We are not a couple.”



Yusuke shrugged, scratching the side of his chin. “What ever you say man. But if you were, then I’m happy for you two. It makes sense really, you two always stick together and keep to yourselves...”



The fire demon pointed ignored Yusuke until Kurama returned with a can of soda. Have a relationship with the kitsune? It was absurd, what they had going right now was fine. They were team mates with an added bonus. Besides, casual sex was normal in the Makai and more so amongst kitsunes.... So why was he spending this much time thinking about Yusuke’s words? Hiei grunted, drawing the attention of Yusuke and Kurama.



“Thanks Kurama...” Yusuke took the offered can of soda and chugged it down. “I still have to run by Kuwabara’s, so I’ll see ya around later.” The spirit detective sighed and stomped away, waving behind him as he left. “I don’t know why Botan couldn’t go around and do this crap...”



Kurama chuckled, closing the door. “Sometimes I think Koenma lives to torture that boy... Although it’s probably in retaliation for all the teasing Yusuke puts him through...” The kitsune blinked and tilted his head to the side. “Hiei? Is there something wrong?”



“No.” The jaganshi flinched as he felt Kurama’s arms circle around him. Feeling Hiei’s flinch, the red head pulled away.



“Are you sure?”



“Yeah.”



Even though he knew Hiei wasn’t sharing what was on his mind, it wasn’t unusual for him, so Kurama thought nothing of it. “We have some time to kill before we’re supposed to meet up......” Kurama’s voice faded from Hiei’s consciousness as he suddenly saw an image of Kurama as he used to be.

~oOo~



“We have some time to kill before night fall.” The silver youko whispered into Kuronue’s ear. He pressed his body against the back of the winged demon, making sure the wings he pressed down didn’t bend or pinch in painful ways. Wrapping an arm around Kuronue’s waist, he slipped the other under the make-shift vest the black haired demon wore. A pink tongue slid out from between Kurama’s lips to lick at the other demon’s pointed ear.



Kuronue chuckled, leaning back against his partner in crime. His hand tangled itself into the long silver hair of the youko, tightening his grip as he reached the back of Kurama’s throat. The black haired demon tugged on the hair, raising the kitsune’s chin. Tilting his head back and to the side he started to nip at the exposed flesh.



“Mmmm...” The kitsune purred tweaking the little hardening nub under Kuronue’s vest. “Let’s play a bit Kuro,” he whispered. Kuronue dropped his hand, then replaced it back into Kurama’ hair as he turned. They kissed each other hungrily, hands roving over places that made both bodies ache for something more.



The kitsune’s robes came off first, Kuronue bending to kiss and lick the most sensitive spots he knew of. Then he knelt, scratching down Kurama’s back and rear as he did so, to lap at the erect member. He licked at the weeping tip for a bit until he took it into his mouth and sucked hard. Kurama moaned, his sharp nails easily cutting through the string holding Kuronue’s hair in a pony-tail. The soft black hair fell like cascading waves of water across the winged demon’s back and shoulders. Burying his fingers into the silky tresses, he gently pressed against Kuronue’s head, urging him to take more of his length into his mouth.

~oOo~



“Hiei!” Kurama was shaking him, concern written all over his lovely features. “Hiei, are you okay?”



The jaganshi clutched at Kurama’s arms to stop from being shaken further. “Yeah... I’m alright...” Kurama nodded, releasing his grip on Hiei’s shoulders as the fire demon gathered his thoughts. The vision was still fresh in his mind, his senses reeling as he tried to control the slight arousal he found himself having from such a scene. Dreams were one thing, but to have odd images spring up into his mind in broad daylight, fully awake even, was strange. “Who the hell is Kuronue...” He muttered quietly to himself.



The kitsune’s head jerked up, his eyes growing steely that also held hints of gold. All that Kurama really had heard was the name Hiei had mumbled, but it was enough to grab the youko’s attention. “How do you know that name?”