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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
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853
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1
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Never To Be Forgotten
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Chapter 7:
Never To Be Forgotten
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The youkai dashed through the tree tops as fast as his legs could carry him. With every minute that passed, more dread crept into his mind. Kurama was in trouble and he knew it. He had felt his ki signature all the way from Mukuro’s castle, which was saying a lot from how far he had traveled already.
Thoughts raced through his head as he continued on, but he couldn’t seem to place answers with any of them. All he knew was that his fox had sent a desperate call for help, and he was on his way, tearing apart anything and everything in his way.
It had already been at least twenty-four hours since he had picked up the distress call, and he couldn’t help but feel that he was running around in circles. Kurama’s ki vanished almost as quickly as it appeared and Hiei only had pinpointed a general direction in which it came from.
It bothered Hiei that Kurama’s youki was so low that he couldn’t trace it, not even with the jagan; which meant Kurama was either heavily warded, extremely weak, or... Hiei shook his head, quickly dismissing that thought. He refused to believe that Kurama would be dead, of all things. But as his worry increased, so did his speed.
He faintly remembered the last time he saw Kurama; which was only a few weeks ago. Kurama was healthy, and as always, happy to see him. They had spent the entire day doing nothing in particular but enjoy each others company. They went to the park, and the ice cream parlor before going shopping for a few hours, and by the time they both returned to Kurama’s house, both were pretty exhausted.
It was that night that Hiei kissed Kurama. They had exchanged such actions with each other regularly, but that kiss was so much sweeter and passionate than any they had before. It started out as just a simple kiss goodnight, but by the time they pulled away, Hiei found himself on top of the red head and both of them were panting for breath. That memory was now Hiei’s favorite.
~*~Flashback~*~
“Well, that was quite an evening we had, wouldn’t you say, Hiei?” Kurama smiled and pulled the covers up over both of them, readying them for sleep. When Hiei didn’t answer, the kitsune turned to find the Koorime staring off into space with a mild smile on his lips. “Hiei?”
“Hn? Sorry. What did you say?” Hiei was snapped out of his reverie by a gentle hand on his arm and he turned his head to look at Kurama.
“Never mind. What where you thinking about just now?”
“Nothing...” Hiei shied away, hiding the light pink blush appearing on his cheeks, but Kurama pulled his arm and forced him to face him. Kurama playfully tugged on the youkai’s ear in attempt to make him speak, but immediately halted this action when he swore he felt Hiei caress his face against his soft hand. Hiei was looking at him in a way he had never seen before; youth shined in his ruby orbs with no reservation and it was then that Kurama noticed that Hiei had dropped all his walls for him, allowing Kurama to see what really laid beneath that unemotional mask.
“Hiei?”
“Hn.”
“If I tell you something, do you promise not to run?” Kurama asked, eyes still locked on the fire demon. Hiei yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes, makings Kurama’s smile grow all the sweeter.
“Sure.”
“...You’re beautiful, Hiei.” Kurama lowered his eyes to the empty space between them and he could feel his cheeks become a dark shade of pink. Hiei laid there, in mid-yawn, shocked beyond words; what shocked him the most about it was that Kurama was blushing. Even if he wanted to, Hiei couldn’t run. Those words were the nicest thing anyone probably ever said about him, and he wanted to thank Kurama.
Slowly, Hiei reached out his hand and lifted Kurama’s face to meet his again. He studied the fox’s expression for some time, before he closed the distance between them and pressed his lips against Kurama’s in a hesitant kiss.
At first Hiei was unsure when Kurama froze in place, and he wondered if he should pull away, but when the red head relaxed and moaned softly against his mouth, Hiei felt his heart soar. Gaining a bit more courage, Hiei scooted closer and removed his hand from Kurama’s chin to wrap his arm around his lithe waist and the kiss deepened more than it was originally intended. The next thing he knew, he was laying on top of a dazed, smiling kitsune, gasping for breath.
~*~ End Flashback~*~
That sweet memory was pushed to the back of Hiei’s mind when he halted in front of a large castle in the forest’s midst. Hiei had never recalled there ever being anything out in these woods, but he instinctively knew that Kurama was inside and immediately made his way to the large front doors.
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Kurama: Now that was torture, Kitty-chan. What happened? Did we do anything? What was the whole point of that anyway?
Kaat: Keep your pants on, Kurama. It was only a memory of Hiei’s, and he only remembered his favorite part. Don’t take it out on me. I never intended for it to be sexual.
Kurama: Hmph. No fair.
Hiei: Geez, Kurama, you’re such a sex maniac.
Kurama: I can’t help I’m a youko and you are too sexy to resist.(smirks at Hiei hungrily.)
Hiei: Uh oh. (high tails it outta there before Kurama can take out his sexual frustration out on him.)
Kurama: (Grins and runs after him)
Kaat: Go, Kurama! Anyway, this next chapter’s going to be a bit sad, I want this fic to be an emotional roller coaster and so far it’s turning out well, so I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 7:
Never To Be Forgotten
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The youkai dashed through the tree tops as fast as his legs could carry him. With every minute that passed, more dread crept into his mind. Kurama was in trouble and he knew it. He had felt his ki signature all the way from Mukuro’s castle, which was saying a lot from how far he had traveled already.
Thoughts raced through his head as he continued on, but he couldn’t seem to place answers with any of them. All he knew was that his fox had sent a desperate call for help, and he was on his way, tearing apart anything and everything in his way.
It had already been at least twenty-four hours since he had picked up the distress call, and he couldn’t help but feel that he was running around in circles. Kurama’s ki vanished almost as quickly as it appeared and Hiei only had pinpointed a general direction in which it came from.
It bothered Hiei that Kurama’s youki was so low that he couldn’t trace it, not even with the jagan; which meant Kurama was either heavily warded, extremely weak, or... Hiei shook his head, quickly dismissing that thought. He refused to believe that Kurama would be dead, of all things. But as his worry increased, so did his speed.
He faintly remembered the last time he saw Kurama; which was only a few weeks ago. Kurama was healthy, and as always, happy to see him. They had spent the entire day doing nothing in particular but enjoy each others company. They went to the park, and the ice cream parlor before going shopping for a few hours, and by the time they both returned to Kurama’s house, both were pretty exhausted.
It was that night that Hiei kissed Kurama. They had exchanged such actions with each other regularly, but that kiss was so much sweeter and passionate than any they had before. It started out as just a simple kiss goodnight, but by the time they pulled away, Hiei found himself on top of the red head and both of them were panting for breath. That memory was now Hiei’s favorite.
~*~Flashback~*~
“Well, that was quite an evening we had, wouldn’t you say, Hiei?” Kurama smiled and pulled the covers up over both of them, readying them for sleep. When Hiei didn’t answer, the kitsune turned to find the Koorime staring off into space with a mild smile on his lips. “Hiei?”
“Hn? Sorry. What did you say?” Hiei was snapped out of his reverie by a gentle hand on his arm and he turned his head to look at Kurama.
“Never mind. What where you thinking about just now?”
“Nothing...” Hiei shied away, hiding the light pink blush appearing on his cheeks, but Kurama pulled his arm and forced him to face him. Kurama playfully tugged on the youkai’s ear in attempt to make him speak, but immediately halted this action when he swore he felt Hiei caress his face against his soft hand. Hiei was looking at him in a way he had never seen before; youth shined in his ruby orbs with no reservation and it was then that Kurama noticed that Hiei had dropped all his walls for him, allowing Kurama to see what really laid beneath that unemotional mask.
“Hiei?”
“Hn.”
“If I tell you something, do you promise not to run?” Kurama asked, eyes still locked on the fire demon. Hiei yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes, makings Kurama’s smile grow all the sweeter.
“Sure.”
“...You’re beautiful, Hiei.” Kurama lowered his eyes to the empty space between them and he could feel his cheeks become a dark shade of pink. Hiei laid there, in mid-yawn, shocked beyond words; what shocked him the most about it was that Kurama was blushing. Even if he wanted to, Hiei couldn’t run. Those words were the nicest thing anyone probably ever said about him, and he wanted to thank Kurama.
Slowly, Hiei reached out his hand and lifted Kurama’s face to meet his again. He studied the fox’s expression for some time, before he closed the distance between them and pressed his lips against Kurama’s in a hesitant kiss.
At first Hiei was unsure when Kurama froze in place, and he wondered if he should pull away, but when the red head relaxed and moaned softly against his mouth, Hiei felt his heart soar. Gaining a bit more courage, Hiei scooted closer and removed his hand from Kurama’s chin to wrap his arm around his lithe waist and the kiss deepened more than it was originally intended. The next thing he knew, he was laying on top of a dazed, smiling kitsune, gasping for breath.
~*~ End Flashback~*~
That sweet memory was pushed to the back of Hiei’s mind when he halted in front of a large castle in the forest’s midst. Hiei had never recalled there ever being anything out in these woods, but he instinctively knew that Kurama was inside and immediately made his way to the large front doors.
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Kurama: Now that was torture, Kitty-chan. What happened? Did we do anything? What was the whole point of that anyway?
Kaat: Keep your pants on, Kurama. It was only a memory of Hiei’s, and he only remembered his favorite part. Don’t take it out on me. I never intended for it to be sexual.
Kurama: Hmph. No fair.
Hiei: Geez, Kurama, you’re such a sex maniac.
Kurama: I can’t help I’m a youko and you are too sexy to resist.(smirks at Hiei hungrily.)
Hiei: Uh oh. (high tails it outta there before Kurama can take out his sexual frustration out on him.)
Kurama: (Grins and runs after him)
Kaat: Go, Kurama! Anyway, this next chapter’s going to be a bit sad, I want this fic to be an emotional roller coaster and so far it’s turning out well, so I hope you enjoy.
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