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Anniversary
by Fox

3.Densetsu

- Misa Hime was a Makai princess, a fire demon lady.- started to told Yuusuke with, and, for Kurama's amusement, putting on glasses.- She falled in love with one human and she escapes with him to the Ningenkai, living here for more than 60 years. When the human died, she killed herself.-
-Oh.- Kurama smiled to the story. So fire demons can love that much...
- She had a master in the Makai, anyway: a lord of ice, called Mangetsu. He had recently got to know about Misa's life, and he had come to the Ningenkai. He was killing all Misa's descendants, his husband's relatives, and he had killed too two Reikai's teams sent to stop him.-
- Poor one.- Kurama nodded emphatically. -That Misa was a really m...-
- What are you babbling, kitsune?- Hiei's tone was tense.- She had all the right to do what she wanted with her life. If that Mangetsu is so ahou to understand it, he is a jerk.-
The group just stare to Hiei in comical surprise. He just growl in response, his tall body leaned in a soffa's arm. Kurama looked at him, wandering if he is too thinking about his last time together...
...So you if I can't understand your life is your life, I'm a jerk too, neeh, my love...? Thinks painfully Kurama, watching the tall figure with tanned skin that reflects the sun in his flawless surface...
-Kurama, I'm talking to you...-
-*Ahem *Gomen nasai, Yuusuke-kun, what is it?-
- I'm afraid we can't risk to talk with him or try to get him into his senses. We have to kill him, fast and clean.-Yuusuke sighs.- Koenma give us specific orders.-
- But is something I can't understand yet. Why us? I bet Koenma have a lot of other good teams, and we was retirated so long...-
- Because we was the best!.- Smiled widely Kuwabara, and for his surprise Hiei nodded.
- Because that, and because...- Yuusuke's voice drops.- Because the experiences we had. Hiei knows how to stop an ice prince: Kuwabara was invulnerable to his mental attacks and can shield us: and you... well, Kurama, because all the experience you had with Kuronue. Is because he... was a pervert, and you're accustomed to defend about them...-
Hiei looks to the ceiling with a "Hmph".
- You are saying... he *did* hurt the other teams in... some other way...?-
Yuusuke nodded painfully. Kuwabara, with clenched fist, nodded too, and adds:- He was just children, Kurama. I saw their bodies in the morgue and could make a man cry for. They were very young, and Mangetsu was a beast with them.-
- Koenma thinks that maybe you can be the one that could try to reason with him. But you'll be under great risk. I you want to quit, or you just give an order, we would blast the damn one to pieces. Ok?- smiles reassuringly Yuusuke, holding Kurama's hand.  Kurama nodded.
- So you want my psychology skills, not my rose whip. Hm. I must feel flattered, I think.-

That night the group spend the first part of night in Kurama's home,  preparing themselves and planning. At ten, Yuusuke and Kuwabara go to meet Mimehara Michael, the doctor suppoused to be the next victim. When they're gone, Kurama tried to stay calm, but here and there he take fast peeks of the quiet tall demon sat in the soffa with the eyes lost in space.
- How did...How had you been?- he asked finally, the silence unbrearable.
- Fine.-
- Did... Did Mukuro finally re...-
- I don't want to talk about that, Kurama.-
Kurama. No "kitsune". Just Kurama.
Was so terribly wrong from me to offered myself to you....?
- Hiei...-
Silence.
- Hiei, about the last time we saw each other...-
The demon had vanished. Then his slender shadow stand still, in the garden.

- What are you doing?-
Kurama almost die from heart failure. He was in the kitchen, putting chocolate coberture over a sweet cake he had made earlier. It was ten forty and Yuusuke has just called to say everything is Ok.
- I've not used anymore to you peeping over my shoulder that way.- growled Kurama, looking in irritation to the demon as he tried to dry his burned hand from the hot chocolate covering it.
- You weakling.- Hiei crossed arms and lecture him solemnly.- You must not be surprised in that way, you know.-
Kurama was occupied trying to get all the chocolate off with a spoon.
- Is chocolate? That sweet mud?-
- Hm-m.-
Kurama turned, to see a Hiei busy eating all the coberture with quick licks.
He had to run to the bathroom. Nosebleed. A severe one.

Yuusuke and the doctor arrived at eleven. Mimehara Michael was a tall young man, with deep bronze eyes and rests of a golden beard who spoke fast. He told them, in fact, the family always has known Momma was special, but all was that. And now his sister and nephews are dead, he wants more than anything else to avenge their cruel deaths...
Kurama asked him to stay at night there, and was touched foe his warm grattitude. He was tall, and with a bit of fat and muscle making him big, graceless, but cute. Something really huggeable, and Kurama liked him from the first moment, when he put off oversized lenses and smiled like an angel shaking his hand with a big, warm one. He wandered anyway if the lethal grace and fire of his mother side maybe has been more in his sister than in him...
He showed to Michael the guestroom and then gave to Yuusuke the enormous soffa. Kuwabara returned to his home, promising to come back as soon as he tucked his Hieiko, and Hiei was still in the kitchen drinking chocolate milk.
- Hiei, I'll stay awake, so go to sleep to my room.- Kurama admonished, struggling to not to drool as he see Hiei with milk moustaches, trying to resist the urge of erase that marks with his tongue.
- I'll stay.- Hiei bited a peach curiously and started chewing happily.
- Hiei, you look tired...- Kurama yawned, and then lifted one eyebrow seeing Hiei let the half-biten peach fall in the basket and took a banana. 
Seeing Hiei chewing a banana... Kurama shook his head, thinking that he need a cold shower before go to bed, or he isn't going to sleep.
Hiei throw the banana and started with some gropes.
-Hiei, you're starved... - Kurama finally realised, and come to him, assessing his thin appearance.- When was your last decent meal?.-
-I've ated a buffalo youko last week.- growled Hiei and lunged for a lemon.
Awww.
His face was priceless.
Kurama laughed and snatched the lemon away.
-No, you can't eat a lemon! let me see... I have some instantaneous soup and beef... that's will do. Hiei, sit and I'll prepare some food for you.-
The demon must been really starved to wait patiently in that way as Kurama cooked, adding discretely some eggs and flour to make the soup more fatten. In someway, feels kinda nice to cook for his Hiei...
No, no my Hiei, but anyway...
- Hiei, about the last time we ...-
- Excuse me... are you cooking? Smells really good. - comes a gentle voice. Kurama was ready to burst, but nobody can yell at that hair messed, sleeply and in boxers Michael. Would like to yell at a stuffed bear.
- Yes, do you want some?- Kurama smiled finally, and turn off the stove.- It's ready.-
-Yes, but...- Michael smiled to him in return, and then giggle .- I don't think you can put all that soup inside your body anyway.-
- Oh, is for...-
!
Hiei is nowhere to be seen.
Damn.

Kurama was awake, hearing Kuwabara and Michael snores, Yuusuke breaths and the song of the wind in Hiei's cloak in the garden. It's been a sound so familiar, even if had passed so much time. In any second, tiny fingers will knock his window... the ki that feels so far away will come closer, burning as usual... as the white and orange ki sleeping downstairs while be calm and protecting. Closing his shining eyes, he can see them with the eyes of his mind: Yuusuke missing Keiko in the soffa and twisting to fit in there. Kuwabara in his mother's room, happy in the large bed but missing his Yukina. Michael in the guestroom filled with beef soup to the nose, and Kurama...
Kurama in his bed, missing his demon as always.
He cursed and sank in the bed.
When the moon rose, Kurama was faintly asleep. Even half asleep he still was thinking. All that girlfriends for make his mother happy. He even thought being a gay... and ran for the hills the first time a gay touched him. He knows, in his earth, that nothing in this world could fill his empty being. Nor the most beautiful girl, nor the cutest boy. Nor the love of his family, friends or lovers.
He needs Hiei.
He had lived ten year's nights dreaming with him.
The moon lightens his room, and Kurama observed the shine. Without a thought he rolled in the bed and opened the curtain, letting the light engulf the room. As he aparted the green heavy cloth, he could see a figure in the garden, a tall, well muscled even overly thin figure still in a treetop. The moon delineated him, and Kurama felt a rush of painful desire, physically overwhelming, psychically maddening. In a second he was hard and blushed, trying to contain himself. So close. So close and so far away. He slowly sank in bed again as he started rubbing his member with sad hands, his eyes still in the figure outside. He needs his touch. He just had to close his eyes to feel again like ten years ago Hiei in him, taking his virginity. So arousing and so unsatisfying at time, the thought make him go even harder. He needs it. He needs it....
Kurama was pumping his hips furiously, biting the covers to don't make a sound, as he clawed his member desperate for coming at end. He was nearly crying in frustration when he inserted a finger and the two inside of himself, trying to find a way of release the maddening tension in a time.
He wasn't aware of a shadow in his doorway, watching him.
He wasn't aware of the ki either, that is watching him too.
He was just aware that he almost wasn't able to suffocate a desperate cry of "Hiei!!" as he comes violently, and then falls in the bed panting, still crying, feeling even more empty.

He was deep asleep when Yuusuke started to scream.

~ To Be Continued ~

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