The Unsaved File

Another one shot from this lowly one... Happy Halloween to all and on a personal note, this actually happened to me. Not the Hiei part, mind you, because I'd still be in bed and ravishing the little koorime until I died but more along the lines of losing my work. I was doing my study guide questions for the book called Torrilla Curtain when I forgot to save it and my computer went duuuurrrr and I lost half of it. Anyone who knows my plight can relate. I was gnashing my teeth in anger.

Anyway, here's the story. Nip/Tuck is good. Julia is a whore.


One-Shot
The Book

Now Kurama was not known for procrastinating. That was usually Yusuke, if he bothered to go to school. Nor was he known for being forgetful or irresponsible.

But when you had a short, very sexy fire demon attached to your neck, those things were kind of unimportant…

But now Kurama was quickly typing on his computer, skimming through the lengthy questions as he found the Spark Notes® for the book he had to read three weeks ago. The fox was a fast reader, he could have had the novel done by supper and had finished the questions before midnight but… well… Hiei was due in a few hours and he still had to shower. With a muffled curse, he pouted and read whatever was on the screen until his eyes blurred. When he absorbed enough information so it seemed like he knew what he was talking about, he started to type out the answers to the questions. His fingers flew like frightened bats over the keyboard.
Picking up the book, he flipped through the pages impatiently with an exasperated sigh and finally found what he was looking for ten minutes later. He finished six of the ten questions on his answer sheet before a familiar ki flared to life right on his window. Green eyes flickered over to the demon at hand with a tired but sensual smile.

“Hello Hiei,” he murmured.
“Hn, could’ve had something hot to drink for me,” the irate demon replied sourly, shaking off the water from his gravity defying hair. It had been raining for quite a while but the clicking of the keys had distracted the fox so.
“I’m sorry,” Kurama quipped, fingers typing while his sight remained on Hiei. A few errors popped up on the screen. He was human after all. “I just left this assignment a bit late and I’ve been working nonstop.”
“If you’re too busy, I’ll leave,” the koorime announced curtly. Jade eyes widened as his hands stopped moving over the keyboard.
“No, its fine,” Kurama stood up and rubbed the back of his head ruefully. “I need a break anyway. What would you like?”
“Anything that’s not tea,” Hiei said shortly, walking to the adjacent bathroom to hang his cloak in the shower stall.
“Mother made some pie; would you like some?”
“Hn, what kind?”
“I think apple,” Kurama raised an eyebrow. “One or three slices?” A pause; heated glare, then, “I’ll get those for you.”

While the fox went downstairs to retrieve something for the half-starved koorime (sarcasm), Hiei tossed his boots in a corner and heated his body so the water evaporated. Once successfully dry, he wandered over to the computer and peered at the screen. Lines upon lines of flourished simple answers stared back. Apparently the book, Les Miserables was more complex than it led on. Unencumbered, Hiei picked up the novel and ran a thumb through the pages before tossing it aside and grabbing the mouse. Kurama had taught him how to get to the games on his computer and there was a particularly bloody one he had yet to best his fox’s score on. A window popped up after he clicked on something absently and he clicked on no. All at once, every little piece of work Kurama had worked on disappeared and the game started up. Hiei was entranced when the fox came through the door with a hot glass of milk and four slices of pie. The items were placed on the table and Hiei shuffled over to the bed as Kurama saved his game. He paused, clicking on a few things repeatedly before an eerily calm expression fell on his face. The fox slowly turned to Hiei and smiled politely.

The koorime stopped chewing. He felt like a puny rabbit being stalked.

By a fox, no less.

“Hiei? Sweetheart?”

Kurama never used pet names…

“What did you do with the file I was working on?”
“…”
“Hiei… answer the question.”
“I clicked on no.”
“What? Wait, what did the computer ask you?”
“Something about ‘saving changes’…”
“And you clicked NO?”
“… Hn …”
“Do you know how long it took me to write out all that,” Kurama asked, monotonic. A golden gleam flicked over those emerald eyes of his.
“No.”
“Two hours, two miserably long, dull hours, Hiei. And you deleted it!”
“I did no such thing,” Hiei snapped.
“You might as well have,” Kurama frowned, glaring at the koorime. There were a few crumbs at the corner of his mouth. “And to think, I got you a piece of pie…”
“Four actually,” Hiei said dryly, annoying the fox further.
“Hiei! This is all your fault!”
“Stop blaming me for your mistakes. You should have saved the damn thing!”
“I think you should leave,” Kurama stated coldly, snatching the book up irritably. “I have a lot of work to do.”
“Hn, fine. You’re a fool. Don’t expect forgiveness.”

And so the koorime left an angrily stuttering fox in his tracks. A snickering smirk was on the fire demon’s face before his disappeared in the shadows, too fast for Kurama’s vines to snatch him from the air and pummel him within an inch of his life. Gnashing his teeth, the fox resolved himself of anger (for the moment at least) and got back to doing his work.

… … …

It was nearly midnight when Kurama clicked on the print icon and saved his work for the twelfth time before finally shutting off his computer. His mother had only checked on him once and he explained how his computer glitched, causing him to lose all his work. Shiori sympathized and brought him a snack of sliced apples and peeled oranges. She also took the cold pie and kissed her son good night. She understood and wanted him to do well in school. Plus, her husband was waiting for her in bed.
Kurama stretched out on his chair and watched the four pages of work print out, checking that he missed no mistakes or forgot to answer any part of the question. He could have skipped out on class but he saved his sick days for when he actually had something fun to do. Or the world was in peril. Whatever came first.
Sighing, the fox felt guilty for treating Hiei so badly. True, the koorime had royally screwed him over and had him doing twice the work in one night but… This was Hiei, the fire demon who didn’t take shit from anyone. Oh well, Kurama thought. He’d probably be a stubborn little bastard until he was really horny and came back. The fox smiled wickedly. That was a worthwhile wait.

…

Hiei had to contain his mirthless laughter.

Lying sprawled over his desk, was Kurama. A haze of bright red hair framed his head as he snored softly, the sheets of paper fluttering to and fro. There were smudges of printing ink on his cheek and the machine itself was in questionable condition. He was shirtless, body lean and luscious with subtly carved muscles underneath that coral stained porcelain skin. His fangs itched to taste and nibble it to his leisure.
Without a sound, Hiei slipped inside and closed the window. Making sure that the door was locked and the bed was ready, the koorime went over and picked up the fox like he weight nothing. Other than the grunt he gave, no one would question otherwise as he allowed the redhead to topple from his arms and onto the bed. Before the sleepy youth could realize what was happening, hot scalding hands ran over his skin, sending shivers all over. Lips devoured his neck and soft breathy moans escaped Kurama’s mouth. Brooding crimson eyes bore over him, watching the fox grasp the little control he had. Gulping slightly, he looked up and smiled tentatively at the koorime.

“Hello, you,” he murmured, slowly blinking so that his lashes enticed the demon.
“For all your stupidity, at least you know how to beg for forgiveness.”
“I did nothing- ohhh… mmm… Hi-ei…”
“Hn, predictable,” Hiei smirked, giving a slow sensual lick down the line of his jaw.
“I wasn’t the one who came back,” Kurama teased, sitting up and pulling the koorime into his lap. “Though for all its worth, I’m glad you did.”
“Always,” Hiei murmured, biting on the fox’s lower lip.

Kurama smiled and rolled over on top of the koorime, making sure he was tightly held down with his legs before he started gnawing on Hiei’s earlobe. The whimpering moans doled out made the fox smile fiendishly. Let’s see the koorime touch his computer now…