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I know, I know! This chapter has been way too long in coming. For a change I don’t even have a good excuse. If anything all I have is a lame ‘my Foxie has me hooked on Farmville’ excuse. Oh well, at least I’m giving you a long chapter for a change.
Yes, Hiei’s finally been found and rescued, but the road to a happy ending for our demons has a few more twists and turns as usual. I hope you enjoy. Please click the review button so I remember why I do this. Besides loving Hiei & Kurama that is.
Chapter 11
With a stretch and a yawn, Hiei slowly woke as sunlight streamed into the den. Not pausing to consider why he’d felt comfortable enough with the Youko to have the best sleep his short memory could recall, the fire demon carefully swung his legs from the bed.
Just as he was wondering how he was going to get around without his crutch, Hiei spotted a makeshift crutch made from dried branches. Struggling to rise, he tested the new crutch. Surprised to find it sturdy, Hiei hobbled from the den to find the Youko carrying a jug and an armload of fruit. “Good morning Hiei. How about some breakfast?”
Indicating for Hiei to have a seat on an old fallen tree trunk, Kurama set the jug aside then sat beside him. “Here Dragon, I have some of your favorites.”
Ruby eyes widened when Kurama gave him three different types of fruit, “It’s too cold for fruit up here. Where did you get all of this?”
Watching Hiei eat, Kurama grinned. “You’re right Hiei, the trees are dormant this time of year, but it just took a little coaxing and they were more than happy to provide us with breakfast.”
Remembering how the Youko had easily manipulated all those plants the previous day, Hiei just nodded. As he finished his second piece of fruit and bit into the third, he understood why Kurama had called them his favorites. Before he could even finish, the Youko was handing him more. “Eat up Koi, you’re too thin. Weren’t those bitches feeding you all these weeks?”
Lowering his eyes, Hiei shrugged. “I ate when I could. Besides, what there was wasn’t very good.”
Handing Hiei the jug with water in it, Kurama chuckled. “You are a bit of a finicky eater Dragon. Unless Yukina or I cook, you usually won’t eat anything accept fruits and vegetables.”
Thinking of how much he’d been craving the fruits and vegetables that weren’t often available in the cold mountains, Hiei realized this strange creature knew him pretty well. When they had finished eating, Kurama sealed up the den before turning back to Hiei. “Now let’s see what we can do with that crutch.”
Watching, Hiei saw the Youko pull something from his hair. A moment later a vine snaked out from between long fingers. Fascinated, Hiei watched as Kurama fastened it to the crutch. “There, now you can sling it over your shoulder while we travel.”
Seeing that he was about to protest, Kurama shook his head. “Don’t waste your breath Hiei. We’ve got a long way to go and we’ll make better time if I carry you.”
Knowing he was right, Hiei pushed himself up then slung the crutch over his shoulder. Mindful of Hiei’s wounded ankle, Kurama carefully hoisted him up on his back and before long they were running through the forest.
Wanting to get Hiei home, Kurama only stopped once for them rest. By late afternoon, he could tell Hiei was getting tired when he felt the fire demon rest his head on his shoulder. “I know you must be tired Koi, but we’ll be at the portal soon. After that we’ll be home in no time.”
There was a brief pause before Hiei questioned. “Portal? Portal to where?”
Hoping this went well, Kurama answered. “To the Ningenkai Hiei. That’s where your sister Yukina lives. That’s where I live now too. Though Makai is your home, you have a home in the Ningenkai as well… with Yukina… and I hope with me.”
Hiei frowned at the Youko’s hesitant comment but was prevented from questioning further when they suddenly slowed and came to a stop. “We’re here Dragon. Would you like to rest before we continue?”
Shaking his head, Hiei remained silent, afraid his voice would give away his apprehension. Little did he know the death grip his fingers had on Kurama’s shoulders had already given him away. With a grin, Kurama turned and gave him a peck on the cheek. “Relax Koi, we do this all the time.”
Startled, Hiei reached up with one hand to touch the cheek the Youko had kissed. Distracted, it took Hiei a moment to realize they had passed through the portal. The first thing he noticed was an odd, distasteful smell. He also had a moment of disorientation before his head cleared.
At first Hiei thought the Ningenkai looked similar to some of Makai’s forest regions. There were lots of tall green trees and colorful flowers. Then he looked up at the clear blue sky. Though different from Makai’s light purple sky, it was just as beautiful. Hearing Hiei’s sigh, Kurama chuckled. “It may not be our true home Hiei, but here in the forest and at the temple with our family and friends, it’s a close second.”
Almost afraid to believe the promise of home and family Kurama promised, Hiei held tighter as he was carried through the forest. Only a few minutes passed before the trees began to thin and they slowed. Peering over the Youko’s shoulder, Hiei saw a small building come into view. When they reached it, Kurama turned and set him gently on the porch. After making sure Hiei had his crutch and his balance, Kurama smiled and whispered. “Welcome home Dragon.”
So quickly that Hiei didn’t have time to react, the Youko kissed his cheek, then transformed back into his redheaded human form. “Let’s go inside and get you settled. The gang will have sensed my energy by now and be here soon.”
Allowing Kurama to usher him inside, Hiei looked around the little house with interest. It was hard to miss the excitement in Kurama’s voice as he showed him around. “On the left is the spare bedroom, on the right is our… your bedroom.”
Seeing Hiei’s frown, Kurama tried to explain. “Your house and all of the land as far as the eye can see belonging to the temple where your sister and her husband live. I live in an apartment in the city. Sometimes you stay with me there, and sometimes I stay with you here.”
When Hiei nodded, Kurama could see how tired he was. “The others will be here any second. You should sit down so they don’t overwhelm you when they come in.”
Hiei was barely settled in a chair when the door burst open. Hiei’s eyes widened when several people pushed into the room seemingly all at once. He almost flinched when a dark haired man nearly shouted. “Kurama! Where the hell…?”
When his eyes met Hiei’s he suddenly stopped. From behind him a small woman pushed forward. “Oh Kurama! We’ve been so…”
Hiei almost smiled when she too suddenly froze mid sentence. Looking for all the world as if they’d all just seen a ghost, no one moved. Not sure what to do, Hiei looked at Kurama. “Are they alright Kurama?”
As if suddenly realizing what she was seeing was real, the woman rushed forward. “Hiei, my brother!”
Wishing he could run, Hiei could only sit and stare as the woman fell to her knees before him and buried her face against his chest and started crying. Seeing Hiei wanted to panic, Kurama quickly moved forward to hold off his other friends. “Wait everyone, give Hiei some space. He’s been through a lot and is still a little confused.”
Catching the implication in Kurama’s words that something wasn’t right, Yukina lifted tear streaked eyes to Hiei. “Brother, are you alright?”
When the tears on her cheeks solidified into gems as they fell, Hiei looked up. “Kurama, she’s a Koorime. You said I was a fire demon. How can she be my sister?”
Now it was Yukina’s turn to look up at Kurama confused. With a smile, Kurama knelt by the chair. “Hiei, you and Yukina are actually twins. Your mother was a Koorime and your father was a fire demon.”
Turning to Yukina, Kurama’s smile faded a bit. “Yukina, Hiei was nearly buried alive by the debris after the explosion and his ankle was crushed. Somehow he made his way to a small village where the people there tried to…. help him. Yukina, they were Morokie and they knew who he was.”
Hearing Yukina gasp and the fear in her voice, Hiei’s last doubts about Kurama’s distrust of the Morokie faded. “Oh gods Kurama, did they hurt him?”
Kurama gave Hiei a reassuring smile before he answered her. “Fortunately I don’t think there’s any permanent harm. His ankle was shattered and they didn’t heal it. Even wrapped and with a crutch he can barely walk. His dragon was sealed with wards strong enough to burn him. The one I’m worried about though is his Jagan. They sutured it shut then sealed it with wards as well. I think that is what’s causing his memory loss.”
Trying to control both anger at the Morokie as well as fear for Hiei, Yukina took several breaths before she could smile at him. “Don’t worry Hiei. Kurama and I will have you fixed up in no time.”
Behind Yukina a surge of angry energy suddenly reminded Hiei there were others. It was the dark haired man that spoke, or rather growled, first. “Who the hell are the Morokie?”
Beside him a large orange haired man shouted. “Yeah, and where the hell do Urameshi and I find them?”
Curious, Hiei wondered why these two strangers intended to cause the Morokie harm because of him? Kurama’s voice prevented him from asking however. “Centuries ago the Koorime became divided over an issue that I’m sure has long since been forgotten. After what essentially was a civil war, the losers, which amounted to almost a third of their population, were banished. Choosing to settle their little clan in the cold high country on the far side of Mystic Mountain, they used an anagram of Koorime and became the Morokie.”
Hiei watched as the orange haired man’s shoulders fell in disappointment. “Damn, if they were once Koorime, then they’re all female. Sorry Hiei, my honor code won’t let me beat up a female, even for you.”
The dark haired man wasn’t put off so easily. “Why the hell not Kuwabara? Female or not, they still hurt Hiei!”
Hiei’s brows rose in surprise when a dark haired woman suddenly punched the dark haired man in the arm and shouted. “Yusuke, even if they are demons, you don’t get to beat up girls!”
Rubbing his arm, Yusuke pouted. “Damn Keiko, you’re a girl! How come you can beat me up, but I don’t get to beat them up?”
Not giving them a chance to continue bickering, Kurama interrupted. “Enough! We need to take care of Hiei. Keiko, can you brew a strong pot tea for me? I want to give Hiei something to relax him while we work on his ankle. In my tea supplies at the temple I want you to use two spoons from the blue tin, one from the red tin, and one from the yellow tin. Bring some sugar too, Hiei likes it sweet.”
Keiko nodded. “Of course Kurama. I’ll be right back. Oh and Hiei, welcome home.”
Not knowing what to say to the woman, Hiei was grateful when she didn’t wait for an answer, but hurried out the door. He was a little surprised when the next request was made by Yukina. “Kazuma Dear, will you get my basket of healing supplies from temple?”
Hiei was a little confused when the orange haired man jumped to do her bidding. Why had Yukina called him Kazuma and the dark haired man called him Kuwabara? And if he was Yusuke, as the woman Keiko had called him, then who was Urameshi? Deciding it wasn’t important, Hiei looked up when Kurama spoke. “Yusuke, could you get a bath ready while Yukina checks his ankle to see if there’s anything else we’ll need.”
Nodding, Yusuke grinned. “Sure thing Kurama. It’s good to have you guys back.”
Still kneeling before him, Yukina held her hands on either side of his injured ankle. Embarrassed, Hiei noticed his filthy bare feet. No wonder the fox wanted him to take a bath. When Yukina’s worried ruby eyes looked up at Kurama, Hiei knew his ankle was bad. “It’s as you said Kurama. They just let the shattered bone heal on its own. If he put his full weight on it, it would probably break again. Not to mention it probably hurts.”
Seeing her eyes turn to him, Hiei just nodded shyly. When she smiled at him, Hiei wondered why his chest tightened. “Don’t worry Hiei. I should be able to fix your ankle good as new.”
Not giving Hiei a chance to question how that would be accomplished, Kurama held out his crutch. “Your bath should be about ready Hiei.”
Rising to her feet, Yukina stood back and watched in horror as her usually strong and agile brother, struggled to his feet then leaned heavily on the crutch. Across the room, she saw Yusuke come out of the bathroom and bite back words of anger at his friend’s needless injury. By the time Kurama helped Hiei turn Yusuke had a smile on his face. “Your bath awaits Lord Hiei.”
Expecting at least Yukina to laugh at what he thought was a joke, Hiei was surprised by Kurama’s response. “I haven’t told him any of that Yusuke.”
At Hiei’s questioning look, Kurama smiled. “I know that sounded like a joke Hiei, but there is actually some truth to what Yusuke called you. You are heir to a Makai lord, therefore you are entitled to the title of lord as well.”
For the first time since this creature had walked into his life Hiei became nervous. Seeing his reaction, Kurama rested a hand on his shoulder. “It’s not as bad as you think Hiei. For now let’s just worry about getting you healed.”
Nodding, Hiei followed Kurama into a small room. When Hiei looked around confused, Kurama remembered seeing that same look the first time the fire demon had seen a bathroom. “This is a bathroom Hiei. The sink and tub have running water for washing in. The toilet here is for relieving yourself in. Just remember to push down the handle when you’re done. I’m going to give you some privacy to use the toilet and get undressed, then I’ll help you with your bath. When you’re done, wrap this towel around your waist and call my name.”
When Hiei took the towel he offered and nodded, Kurama left him alone. In the living room Yusuke and Kuwabara were talking while Yukina went through her healing supplies. Avoiding his friends, Kurama went to the bedroom and pulled out some clothes and a robe for Hiei.
With nothing left to do until Hiei called him, Kurama sat on the edge of the bed. For the first time since finding the fire demon alive, he had a moment to catch his breath. Even though it had been months since Kurama had contemplated his future, he still wasn’t ready to do it now. With everything that had happened between them, Kurama could only pray that Hiei would forgive him and take him back.
A moment later he was pulled from his thoughts when Hiei called his name. Jumping up, Kurama hurried to answer before Yukina could. Waving her off, Kurama entered the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Seeing the towel clad demon sitting on the edge of the tub looking so vulnerable, Kurama’s heart went out to him. “I’m sorry I can’t let you do this by yourself, but with your ankle like that, you could get hurt worse. Don’t worry though, I’ll take good care of you and try not to embarrass you too much.”
Seeing Hiei nod and relax just a little, Kurama moved closer. “Turn around, let’s get you in the tub. If it makes you more comfortable, you can leave the towel on.”
When Hiei relaxed even more and turned toward the tub, Kurama reached out to help ease him down in the water without hurting his ankle. Hiding his smile, Kurama watched Hiei tuck the towel around himself modestly. When Kurama reached for the soap, Hiei snatched it up. “I can wash myself.”
Nodding, Kurama stepped back. “Of course you can. I’ll be just over here if you need me.”
Moving to stand in front of the sink, Kurama busied himself brushing his hair as he secretly watched Hiei in the mirror. Mind wandering, Kurama fantasized about what he’d like to do with the wet fire demon and almost failed to notice him wince as he tried to wash his injured ankle. “Hiei, please let me help you.”
Reluctantly, Hiei nodded. Kneeling down, Kurama carefully supported his ankle and gently washed him. When he finished, Kurama pulled the plug on the tub. Taking up the sprayer, Kurama rinsed Hiei’s hair and body. It was all the redhead could do to keep is desire hidden.
Forcing his mind to the task at hand, Kurama ignored Hiei’s protests and lifted him from the tub. Setting him on the closed toilet, Kurama took a dry towel, draped it over Hiei’s lap and whisked the wet one away. With Hiei distracted covering himself properly, Kurama took another towel and dried his hair and torso. When Hiei tried to brush him away, Kurama knelt before him to dry his wounded ankle as well as his feet and legs.
Once he was satisfied the fire demon wasn’t too wet, Kurama handed him a t-shirt. “Put this on first Dragon. Then you can slip these boxers under your towel. I’m sure you’ll feel better once you’re dressed.”
Once he had the t-shirt and boxers on, Hiei met Kurama’s eyes shyly. “Thanks. It feels good to be clean. I haven’t had a real bath in… forever.”
Unable to resist the need to touch him, Kurama reached out to caress Hiei’s cheek. “I’ll always take care of you Dragon. Inari, I missed you so much.”
Hiei’s eyes widened at the emotion in Kurama’s confession. When the redhead leaned closer, Hiei was frozen in place. Though he wasn’t sure what he expected, Hiei was surprised to find himself disappointed when soft lips brushed momentarily across his before Kurama rested his red head briefly on his shoulder. “I’m going to promise you right now Hiei, I intend to do everything in my power to make sure we’re never apart again.”
Not wanting to upset the fire demon, Kurama drew a deep breath and reigned in his emotions. Moving away, Kurama picked up the robe. “Here Dragon, let me help you put this on. I know you won’t be comfortable in front of the girls in just a t-shirt and shorts.”
When the robe was tied around him, Kurama swept Hiei up in his arms. “Kurama! I might be slow, but I can walk.”
Ignoring his protests, Kurama smiled. “I would agree if your ankle were wrapped. Since Yukina is about to fix it, I don’t see any reason to wrap it.”
Realizing the fox was right, Hiei sighed impatiently. “Fine.”
Wanting to avoid eye contact with anyone, Hiei wrapped one arm around Kurama’s neck and laid his head on the redhead’s shoulder. A moment later Hiei felt himself set down on something soft. When he looked around confused, Kurama was once again reminded of the first time he’d met the young fire demon. “It’s alright Dragon, this bed is were we sleep. Where did you sleep when the Morokie had you?”
With a shrug, Hiei answered softly. “There was hay in the loft of the blacksmith’s shack.”
Horrified at how he had been treated, Yukina rushed forward and hugged him. “Oh my precious Brother. Never again will you have to live like that. Here at the temple, this whole house is yours and this soft, warm bed is all yours.”
Beside them, Kurama chuckled. “When you stay with me it’s much like this Hiei, but at Alaric it’s very different. Your bed is huge and your private suite in the fortress is almost as big as this whole house.”
For the second time that day, Hiei was almost afraid to believe in the things these people promised. Seeing his eyes lower nervously, Kurama touched Yukina’s shoulder. “Let’s get to work. As soon as we get him healed he’ll know what we tell him is true.”
Nodding, Yukina went to her basket of supplies and drew out a long bandage. When he saw the wards written on it Hiei turned almost frightened eyes to Kurama. With a smile, Kurama lifted his right hand and kissed the head of the dragon. “It’s alright Hiei, we need to put a ward over the dragon for when we reopen the Jagan. If you are not in complete control of it, the dragon could kill us all. Go ahead and touch it. This ward won’t hurt you the way the ones the Morokie used did.”
When Yukina smiled and held the ward out to him, Hiei carefully reached out to touch it. Just as Kurama said, this ward didn’t hurt him. Only when he sighed and relaxed did Kurama and Yukina carefully wrap his right hand and arm. Looking past them, Hiei saw the female Kurama called Keiko in the doorway. “Kurama, are you ready for the tea?”
Without looking up, Kurama replied. “Yes, thank you Keiko. Please set it here by the bed.”
Finished with the ward, Kurama fixed Hiei a cup of tea. When Hiei eyed the steaming cup suspiciously, Kurama chuckled. “You don’t have to look at it as if it’s poisoned Hiei. It’s just one of my special teas. It will relax you in case it’s uncomfortable while we work on your ankle.”
As Hiei took the offered tea, he was amazed with how quickly he had come to trust this near stranger. Drinking his tea, Hiei hadn’t even realized he was staring into those big beautiful green eyes until Kurama smiled. Blushing, Hiei looked away. When Kurama spoke, Hiei wasn’t sure if he heard amusement or happiness in his voice. “We’ll get started just as soon as you finish your tea. I don’t want you to worry Hiei, we’ll take good care of you. First, Yukina will repair your ankle, then I’ll remove the stitches sealing the Jagan. When we’re done, you should have your memory back and be able to walk again.”
Barely even hearing the last of what Kurama said, Hiei’s vision began to blur. He didn’t protest when Kurama took the empty cup from his fingers. He also didn’t notice the look Kurama and Yukina exchanged when his eyes closed and they helped him lay back on the bed.
When Hiei didn’t move, Yukina whispered. “Are you sure that your tea is enough Kurama? I’m sure you know what has to be done for me to heal his ankle.”
Kurama’s previously happy smile faded. “Yes Yukina, I’m very aware of what needs to be done. Contrary to what you may think of me, I will never allow Hiei to be hurt again. I assure you he won’t wake until tomorrow, and he won’t feel a thing. Now, tell me how you need me to break his ankle so you can heal it properly.”
As he spoke, Kurama moved to the foot of the bed. Without even realizing it, his hands trembled as he reached for Hiei’s mangled ankle. Kurama nearly jumped when strong hands suddenly rested on his shoulders. Looking around, he saw Yusuke standing to his right. Turning he realized the other hand was Kuwabara on his left. “Kurama, no one should have to intentionally hurt someone they love. Let me help Yukina with this one. Urameshi, get him out of here.”
Looking into his friend’s trusting eyes, relief flooded him. “Thank you Kuwabara. I’m staying though.”
On his other side, Kurama felt Yusuke take him by the arm. “Not this time Kurama. Yukina will let us know when she’s done. Besides, there’s someone out here that wants to see you.”
With Kurama still protesting, Yusuke firmly pulled him from the room. The moment they were through the door, Kurama heard a cry. “Shuuichi!”
Before he could protest further, Shiori was in his arms. “Mother.”
Wanting to be with Hiei, Kurama would have pushed her away, but one look at the determined look in Yusuke’s eyes as he blocked the bedroom door told him that he would lose that argument. “Oh Shuuichi, I’ve been so worried. I call every day to see if anyone has heard from you. I nearly fainted when Kazuma said you were here and that you’d found Hiei alive. Is he alright?”
Reluctantly accepting the distraction, Kurama sat with his mother and told her how he had discovered Hiei was alive and how he’d found him. “Once his ankle is healed and his Jagan unsealed, I think he’ll be fine Mother.”
There were happy tears in Shiori’s eyes as she smiled at him. “Oh Shuuichi, I’m so happy for you. I’m sure now that you have a second chance, everything will be alright between you and Hiei.”
Kurama sighed. “I can only pray Hiei will be that forgiving. Now if you’ll excuse me, I want to get back to him.”
Just as Kurama rose and gave Yusuke a look that said he would not be detained any longer, the door opened and Kuwabara appeared. “Yukina’s done with his ankle. You can come back now Kurama.”
Not even sparing his mother a glance, Kurama rushed past his friends. Yukina sat on the edge of the bed, brushing Hiei’s hair back from his forehead. “It’s your turn Kurama. I would do it myself, but I think once the Jagan is unsealed, it will take your power and probably Yusuke’s as well to control it until we can get it warded. When Hiei is awake and has his strength back, he’ll take control of it and the dragon again.”
Taking a moment, Kurama checked Hiei’s ankle. A sigh of relief slipped passed his lips when he found it completely healed. Looking up, he smiled. “Thank you Yukina. His ankle is perfect again.”
Moving to sit on Hiei’s right side, Kurama gently caressed Hiei’s cheek. A moment later, it was the Youko’s strong fingers, stroking the fire demon. Without a word, Yukina stood and Yusuke took her place on Hiei’s left. “Kurama, I had Kuwabara take Keiko and your mom up to the temple, just in case.”
Nodding his agreement, Kurama reached into his silver hair and withdrew a small seed. “I hope that won’t be necessary, but a good precaution just the same.”
Yusuke watched as a thin tendril sprouted from the seed. It wasn’t much thicker than thread. With Kurama’s guidance, the tendril carefully slipped under each stitch that sealed the Jagan. When it had made it’s way under the entire row of stitches, Kurama looked up at Yusuke. “When I raise my energy, the plant’s tendril will slit all the sutures simultaneously. We will both need to focus our energy into keeping the Jagan’s lid closed until Yukina can tie the ward over it.”
Yusuke nodded. “You mean the way Botan did the day Hiei tried to zombify Keiko?”
Remembering that day so many years ago, Kurama smiled for just a moment. “Exactly like that Yusuke. Only this Jagan has significantly more power than the one Hiei gave Keiko. Are you ready?”
Holding out his hands, Yusuke nodded. “Let’s do it.”
As Kurama’s hands joined Yusuke’s over Hiei’s forehead, Yukina crawled up beside them, ready to apply the ward. With Kurama and Yusuke’s powerful energy electrifying the air, the sutures were cut. Immediately, the purple glow of the Jagan peered up at them and it‘s energy tried to overwhelm them. Straining to control the Jagan, Kurama growled. “Yukina! Get the ward on!”
There was fear in Yukina’s voice when she responded. “I’m trying Kurama! It’s pushing me away!”
Yusuke’s energy swelled as he moved one hand from the Jagan to grab her wrist pulling her closer. Before the ward could cover the Jagan though, Yukina cried. “Kurama! The dragon!”
A quick glance and Kurama saw the reason for her fear. Black smoke was coming from around the ward covering the dragon, and Hiei’s arm was twitching on the bed. Just as Yusuke’s had, Kurama’s energy surged. Each man now only had one hand trying to control the Jagan as Kurama’s other hand moved to Hiei’s right arm. As he chanted in an ancient Makai language, the symbols on the ward began to glow like fire. Though, the dragon appeared to calm, the Jagan forced itself open further.
Just as Kurama was beginning to wonder if they would succeed in controlling the Jagan, a freezing blast of energy from Yukina surrounded them. Aided by a pull from Yusuke, Yukina pushed forward forcing the ward over the Jagan. Her chanting now joined Kurama’s. In amazement, Yusuke watched his demon friend’s energy join to increase the effectiveness of the wards they were using.
With an awkward lift of Hiei’s head, Yukina tied the ward in place. As Hiei’s arm stopped smoking and the power from the Jagan began to diminish, Kurama and Yukina’s chanting began to slow and soften. After a moment their chanting stopped and all three demon’s were able to lower their energy.
When the Jagan remained quiet, they all breathed a sigh of relief. The quiet was disturbed however when Kuwabara burst through the door. “YUKINA! I will protect you my sweet!”
Three sets of eyes turned to him before the laughter started. Looking at them, Kuwabara realized that he was late, as usual. “Oh. Guess you guys have things under control. Sure didn’t feel like that a few minutes ago.”
With a chuckle, Yusuke slapped him on the shoulder. “A few minutes ago you were right. Luckily, your little wife here is stronger than she lets on.”
With a laugh, Kuwabara swept Yukina up in his arms and spun her around. “My sweet Yukina, the hero!”
At Kurama’s low growl, Kuwabara put him down. “Quiet! Hiei needs rest to regain his strength for when he wakens.”
Wide-eyed, Kuwabara held a finger to his lips and ushered Yukina away. “Come Yukina, let’s leave the lovebirds alone.”
With a chuckle, Yusuke turned to follow. “You take care of Hiei, and I’ll take care of your mom. Oh… and Kurama, welcome home.”
Thankful that they left quickly, Kurama collapsed against the headboard. Trembling slightly as his adrenalin returned to normal, he changed from his Youko form back to the redheaded human. With a sigh, Kurama reached over to brush Hiei’s hair back from his face. “I don’t think they know just how close we came to losing to your Jagan a moment ago Dragon. It’s been a long time since I’ve had to use my powers like that. I hope you don’t mind if I curl up next to you and rest a while.”
Scooting down on the bed, Kurama hesitated a moment before leaning over to kiss Hiei’s ruby lips gently. “Rest well my sweet Dragon. We’ll work everything out when you wake up.”
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The best night sleep Kurama had had in months ended suddenly with a hard shove that landed him on the floor. “What the hell are YOU doing here you stupid fox?”
Shaking his head to clear it, Kurama sat up to the sight of angry ruby eyes glaring down at him. “I’m guessing that comment means you got your memory back.”
Confused himself, Hiei frowned. “Wait… what?”
Smiling, Kurama could almost see Hiei’s mind putting the pieces together. A moment later the fire demon whispered. “You came for me.”
Not sure if it was a question or a statement, Kurama answered. “Of course I came for you Hiei. I’m just sorry it took me so long to figure out you weren’t dead.”
Hiei’s frown deepened. “Dead?”
Before Kurama could explain, Yukina knocked and poked her head in the room. Seeing Hiei awake she rushed in, sat on the edge of the bed and hugged him.. “Brother! I can feel how strong your youki is now. Does that mean you have your memory back too?”
Blushing, Hiei nodded. “Yes Yukina, I do. Wait… what did you call me?”
Yukina smiled. “I called you my brother. When Kurama told me…”
Setting her from him, Hiei leaped at Kurama. “You bastard! You promised you’d never betray my secret! I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, you are a Youko after all!”
Jumping out of Hiei’s reach, Kurama pleaded. “Hiei, you have to understand. We thought you were dead. There wasn’t any reason to keep it from her any longer.”
Having felt Hiei’s energy, Yusuke and Kuwabara were now there too. Hearing Kurama’s comment, Yusuke tried to help. “He’s right Hiei. Without you to protect her, we didn’t want Yukina to continue to search for her missing brother.”
The thought that they were actually protecting Yukina made Hiei hesitate. He still glared at Kurama though as he growled. “That doesn’t change a thing between us! You still used me and now you’ve betrayed my trust, even if it was in Yukina’s best interest! This is supposed to be my house, and I want you out of it!”
Hoping to reason with him, Kurama stepped forward. “Hiei, please…”
At the same moment Yukina stepped between them and snapped. “Kurama, Hiei…”
Ever so slightly, Kurama flinched, and Hiei didn’t fail to notice. He also didn’t miss the defeat in Kurama’s voice. “Hiei, I’m sorry for hurting you, but I’m not sorry you finally have a family now. I just wish I could be a part of it. Yukina, take care of my Dragon.”
Everyone was speechless as Kurama left. After a moment Yukina sighed. “Oh Kurama, what have we done?”
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