If They'd Been Human

Side Story 2: Hiei Learns to Cook
(Takes place between Chapter Seven and ‘How Hiei Learns to be Seme’)

“Ow! Damn it! You mother fucking piece of shit! I’ll fucking kill you!” loud shouts and bangs of metal against metal and floor were what woke Kurama one fine Sunday morning

“Mph,” Kurama sat up in bed slowly, holding one hand to his head in fear of an oncoming headache, “Good morning to you too,” he dragged his long legs over the side of the bed, his shorts riding up his pale thighs as he stumbled to the source of the racket. “Hiei? What’s going on?”

“N-nothing,” the short boy turned around, hiding the sink as best he could but a rise of smoke was the telltale sign of what had occurred.

“Oh, Hiei, are you trying to make breakfast again?” the redhead giggled from his place against the doorway leading to the kitchen, his arms lightly crossed in front of him.

“Hn,” Hiei huffed, turning back to the black pan.

“What were you trying to make? Bacon?” he looked over his lover’s shoulder to see the burnt contents of the sink.

“I was making sunny side up,” he growled under his breath.

“I think you need eggs for that.”

“These were eggs,” he picked up a shriveled up piece of char.

This just made Kurama giggle even more as he held Hiei to his body. They had confessed their feelings a week ago and ever since that moment, Kurama has been walking on air. Hiei was trying to make things easier for him in every single way imaginable. The first thing that had come to mind was cooking, but it was turning into a real failure.

“Come here, Love,” he pulled Hiei into his arms, “Why do you want to learn to cook so badly?”

“Because I want to.”

“You’re so cute,” he giggled, and picked up the pan that had been in the sink, “Here, let me give you a few pointers. 1; when making eggs,” he pulled out a piece from the pan, “be sure to throw out the egg shells. 2; I’m assuming that you had the burner to its highest… that’s not necessary. 3; wear an apron,” he pulled out a white apron and wrapped it around Hiei’s waist.

“What?” he nearly screeched trying to get the blasted thing off of him, “You don’t wear these when you’re cooking.”

“I know but you look so cute with it,” he giggled. Hiei was only wearing boxers so it made it seem like he had nothing on underneath with the apron covering him.

“I am not cute,” he growled.

“Mm, yes you are,” he pulled the shorter boy into a tight hug, and leaned over to bury his face in Hiei’s neck, nipping at the smooth skin there.

“You’re a pervert.”

“Yes, and?” Kurama chuckled, before pulling away and opening the fridge to pull out the carton eggs, the jug of milk, and a couple slices of cheese. “Here, let’s start with scrambled eggs, hmm? It’s much simpler than sunny side up.”

Pulling out a bowl, Kurama put the egg in Hiei’s hand and stood behind him to help crack the egg with out leaving pieces of shell in it.

“There we go. We’ll probably want two each, so try the next few on your own, okay? No, don’t bang it like that! Just a few gentle taps. Don’t be a smart ass,” he hit Hiei in the arm lightly.

“Hn,” Hiei smirked.

“Take out those egg shells first,” he scolded, “before you… oh dear.”

Hiei growled down at the broken bits of egg.

“Hiei,” Kurama gripped Hiei’s muscled shoulders tightly, massaging the stress he felt his lover starting to go under, “just relax, okay? It’s not that hard. You just have to get used to it first.”

“Hn.”

“Take a breath,” he let his hand roam Hiei’s chest, feeling him take a deep gulp of air before letting it out, “Okay?” he whispered into Hiei’s ear.

“Yes,” he grumbled, still feeling annoyed, but it was slipping into Kurama's warm grasp.

Kurama chuckled softly as he felt Hiei start to melt against him, and the two started to whip the eggs adding a little milk and water to it. “Okay,” they finished mixing, “now put the pan on medium heat adding butter and oil to it to make sure that the egg doesn’t stick.”

“Okay,” Hiei bit his lip as he started to become aroused with the redhead pressed against his back. He could tell that Kurama was feeling the same thing.

“Hm,” lithe arms wrapped around the shorter teenager, “you smell really good. Did you just take a shower?”

“Yeah, you sleep in really late on weekends,” he let his head fall to the side so the redhead could lick at his salty skin hungrily.

“Mm-hm,” he mumbled into the tender neck, “Pour the egg mixture into the pan,” a sizzling crackle was heard as Hiei did as he was told.

“Now what?” his voice was drowning out into Kurama's mouth, which had found its way to cover his lips. “Mngh,” he groaned.

“I want you so bad right now,” Kurama smiled as he pushed Hiei to the dinning table. After making Hiei settle in one of the chairs, the redhead kneeled before his small lover, still kissing his thin lips passionately.

“Kurama,” Hiei groaned as his lover kissed down his neck to where the apron started to get in the way, “The eggs,” he managed to huff as the apron fell so it was only tied around his waist.

“Oh, right,” he stood quickly, and threw the cheese in to the pan and turning the heat down before going back to his place between Hiei’s legs. Taking a nipple between his full lips he started to tease the nub into hardness. He loved listening to his lover’s moans and groans as he pleasured him slowly, taunting him.

“Ah, mm,” he growled as Kurama's hands crawled up the strong thigh to what lay beneath the pink apron.

“I love those little sounds you make,” a teasing voice was barely heard from Hiei’s chest as the red head moved lower to the most intimate part of the teenager’s body.

“Ku-Kurama!” he nearly cried as a skilled hand ran light fingers over the head of his arousal.

“Hm, just a moment, baby,” he ran to his bedroom to grab a few things before settling between Hiei’s legs again.

“What is that?”

“Just a few things to make things better… and a condom,” he kissed the thin lips.

“No condom,” Hiei asked.

“Hiei, it’s to be safe,” he opened it, pulling his erection from his underwear, and rolling the protection in place, but Hiei stopped him.

“No, don’t,” he pulled at Kurama's slim wrists, “I want to feel you inside me. Not that piece of rubber.”

“Oh, Hiei, I love you so much, and I don’t want to risk…”

“Do you know if you’re infected?”

“No, I mean, I’m not but…”

“I want you.”

“Oh, my dragon,” he ran a hand over the child like cheek softly and tenderly, “I would love to, but…”

“But what?”

“I… It’s just that if the tests were wrong, I don’t think that I could live with the idea that I’m the one who made you sick,” he kissed.

“If you’re sick… I don’t think that I can live if you were…”

“Hiei…”

“Kurama, please, I’d love for you to be in me, and not separated by that thing,” he scowled at the condom. Although that night had been one of the best in his life, the friction the rubber was causing on his inside had made things a little uncomfortable.

Kurama couldn’t say no to his lover, he felt the longing in Hiei’s voice. Even more, he felt the longing in his loins. “Alright,” he smiled kissing his lover, pulling the boxers from under the apron, and lifted the cloth to take the member into his mouth gently.

“Mm…” he groaned softly, letting his hands wander into the silken tresses.

Using his hands, Kurama positioned Hiei’s legs wider, and could feel the boy’s body heat rise dramatically. Using the small package of lube from his collection, Kurama spread half of it on his fingers and found the tight entrance by touch alone.

Only half of his finger was in when Hiei tensed again. “Relax, Love,” he moved his mouth to the tense balls.

“Argh,” he pressed more into the inviting mouth, his passage suddenly allowing Kurama's finger to fully enter him. Kurama hadn’t done that to him before.

“Hm, I see someone is a little sensitive,” he giggle, nuzzling the base of Hiei’s cock.

“Ku…” he breathed heavily as his lover added another slick finger.

“Hiei, give me your hand,” he held up his non busy hand.

With his eyes tightly closed as he focused on the feeling on Kurama's fingers inside of him as he noticed the slippery substance in his hand. “What’s this?”

“Lube.”

“What am I supposed to do with it?”

“This,” he led the hand to his awaiting member as he stood, a third finger, slipping into the tightness.

“Oh,” his cheeks burned slightly as he gripped the hardening length, spreading the lubricant over the arousal that he would soon be filled with.

“Mm, tighter,” Kurama kissed Hiei’s ear and neck, letting his fingers move around inside the shorter boy’s body.

“Yeah,” Hiei nodded, holding the penis in his rough fingers.

After a little bit more play, Kurama pulled his fingers out of Hiei’s passage, a little saddened that he had been unable to find his prostate. “I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, dragon,” he warned suddenly picking Hiei up and placing him on the table.

“Do it, now,” he demanded, clinging to the pale shoulders tightly.

“Mm, if that’s what you want, baby.”

“Yeah.”

Capturing the thin lips in a fierce kiss, Kurama plunged in quickly, swiftly entering to the base. “Ah,” he gasped, it felt so much better than last time with out the condom.

“Ngh,” he hadn’t expected the entrance to be so smooth, although it was still just as hard to get comfortable.

Both of them knew that they wouldn’t last too much longer after so much play, a sheen of sweat appeared on both bodies as their pace increased.

“Ah,” the muscled legs tightened around Kurama's waist as Hiei’s prostate was stimulated.

“Oh, Hiei,” Kurama nearly convulsed when the tight passage became even tighter around his member. Semen splattered on the apron and over Kurama's lower stomach.

The two collapsed on the kitchen table, breathing heavily.

“That was fun.”

“Hn. You burnt the eggs,” Hiei scoffed, running a hand through the bright red hair.

“Oh, no!” he jumped off the table and turned off the burner. With a heavy sigh, he dumped the eggs in the garbage and put the pan in the sink for future cleaning. “So much for that idea. How about we take a shower and go out for breakfast.”

“Hn,” Hiei nodded, “Some cooking teacher you are.”

“It’s hard when you distract me from the food.”

“Hm, I’m sure that sure that it can get even harder in a shower,” he headed toward the bathroom.

Kurama was stunned for a minute before he almost ran to join his lover in the bathroom.

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End Side Story 2