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Chapter List
- 13
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now I have to throw another few twists at you! Be prepared!

Hiei was half asleep when Yusuke suddenly made an
appearance in the door way, the small demon glared daggers at his taller
�friend�. Yusuke simply smiled at Hiei and presented him with a tray, on this tray there was
a bowl of what looked to be milky chicken broth and a plate of some sort of
food that, to the best of Hiei�s knowledge, was not
edible.
�Shizuru�s not much of a cook,� Yusuke whispered in an
almost apologetic tone. �But, its better
then what the rest of us could do.�
�Where are the rest of the
females?�
�Yukina�s
nerves were a bit shot, so Keiko took her to stay at our place for a little
while.�
Hiei
looked down at his plate. He wasn�t in
any mood to cook.
�Damn.� He took a tentative bite . . . it wasn�t as
bad as it looked.
�The broth is for Kurama. Narumi-
sensei said it would be easier for her stomach to get back into a regular
eating cycle if we got as much broth and possibly some soft food into her as
soon as possible. Would you do the
honors?�
�Yes, Get out.� Hiei snapped, not
even looking up from his plate of �food�.
After mere moments, the plate was all but licked clean. The small demon then turned his gaze back to Kurama, who he had been watching continuously for the past
12 hours. The psychics haven�t made
another move, but then again, Yomi was one smart
bastard; he knows when to back down to lower suspicion and heighten confidence
so that awareness levels went down giving him a chance to strike again. But, he also may have just given up
completely with his little plan after Hiei make his
presence known, OR this whole Night Terror scheme was just the beginning to the
real plot. Hiei
had just given himself a headache, again.
He looked at the broth, now is a good a time as any, he supposed. Placing the bowl on the bedside table, Hiei crawled onto Kurama�s bed to
arrange the vixen in an upright position.
Once she was in position Hiei sat down next to
her and placed her head on his shoulder, with a small calloused hand he
caressed her cheek, gently moving his way down under her jaw bone and
chin. After a moment his caresses had
the desired effect; Kurama�s lips parted slightly in
a relaxed sigh. Hiei
grabbed the bowl from the table and lifted Kurama�s
head a bit; he then tilted the bowl a bit so that a trickle of broth poured
into her open mouth. Fearful of Kurama chocking or vomiting Hiei
only poured a tiny amount of the broth, but that little amount was enough to
make Kurama blanch and swallow. Seconds passed and Hiei
almost thought that he was in the clear, but Kurama�s
innards had other ideas. The vixen
heaved and coughed, thinking fast, Hiei grabbed the
small hand-towel that was folded in the corer, perhaps for that very reason, and
held it under Kurama�s head. Kurama coughed up
the not only the broth but, also more liquid that Hiei
guessed to be stomach acid, that wasn�t a good sign.
The moment Kurama
had started heaving she also started to panic. Which, Hiei
supposed was going to happen a lot considering what she had been living through
being plagued by Yomi�s evil images all the
time. Hiei
tried not to enter Kurama�s mind at this point, there
was going to have to be a time where Kurama would
have to face her own demon, sort of speak, because Hiei
wasn�t going to be there all the time to distract her with softer images. He did, however, start to murmur and coo
softly into her ear, telling the vixen that she was alright, that there was
nothing to be afraid of. After a moment
it did seem to work, because Kurama had calmed down
considerably.
There
has to be around all this. Hiei thought to himself.
Hiei wracked his brain for a long moment,
after a while he came up with a solution.
Perhaps staying out of Kurama�s dreams was the
wrong approach; the calmer she stays the more likely she is to accept food. . .
HMMMMMMM . . . . Hiei thought for a long moment
before it finally hit him. Staying out
of the vixen�s dreams was the wrong action to take.
The Jaganshi
entered Kurama�s mind once again. After a moment he produced the �dream vixen�,
only this time he didn�t have a memory to go on, so basically he was on his
own.
The
vixen churred and nuzzled the �infant Kurama� toward her teat.
Long repressed instincts flared inside Kurama�s
brain. He instantly latched on to the
offered teat, somehow knowing, as only an infant could, that suckling would
sate the uncomfortable hunger pains.
Hiei
returned to his own body, all the while willing his Jagan
to continue with the new dream he had produced.
He once again tipped the bowl of broth into Kurama�s
slightly opened mouth. The moment she
swallowed that tiny amount of liquid two things happened simultaneously;
Kurama�s stomach instantly wanted to revolt and tried to expel the broth, yet
the dream had its desired effect when it caused Kurama�s
brain to release calming endorphins. The
vixen coughed once but soon quited. After a moment Hiei
felt saft to give her more broth, before he knew it
half the bowl was empty. It was the Kurama coughed and gagged once again; not wanting to undo
all the work he had just done, Hiei was please that
she had kept down as much as she did, so he left Kurama
to her sleep.
:: A few hours later::
It was now around seven o�clock in
the evening, Yusuke had come in earlier to take away one tray and to bring in
another with Hiei�s dinner along with another bowl of
broth and a replacement IV bag, he was ecstatic to find how much Kurama was able to keep down. After Hiei finished
his dinner he once again summoned the �dream vixen� to help him in his task of
feeding Kurama.
This time he was a little less successful. The dream vixen hadn�t been able to calm Kurama as she did before, which ended with Kurama having a sudden panic attack out of the blue. Kurama took a huge
gulp of air and caused the broth to go down wrong which made her go into a
chocking fit. The whole bowl was dumped
into both their laps. Hiei tilted Kurama
forward so she wouldn�t choke further if she coughed up the broth she was able
to keep down; that gesture served it purpose when Kurama
threw up all over the front of Hiei�s shirt.
Half an hour later Hiei was pondering just how tired Kurama
must still be for her not to have woken up at all during her choking fit AND
the whole time Hiei and Yusuke cleaned her off and
changed the sheets on her bed. They were
about to pull on another tee-shirt for Kurama to
sleep in when Genkai made an appearance to let them
know that Narumi was going to arrive with Kuwabara in
an hour or so, so they decided not to bother with the shirt since it would be
removed the moment Narumi performed the exam.
That�s where they were now, the
boys all took their positions on or around the bed, and in case the psychics
made an appearance OR Kurama did wake up and decided
to attack the doctor. Hiei at the windowsill, Kuwabara
sitting on the floor with his back resting against the bed and Yusuke reclining
half propped against the headboard with his legs stretched out, he had sat
through too many to be embarrassed as he once was. In fact he was, like Hiei
at the windowsill, half asleep. He
wasn�t even paying attention to the conversation between Genkai
and the doctor, nor did he notice when Narumi suddenly went silent in the
middle of a sentence.
Kuwabara
noticed as did Genkai. The carrot top twisted around with a worried
gaze. When he saw the expression on the
doctor�s face he turned back around to meet Genkai�s
questioning stare.
�What�s wrong, Sensei?�
When no answer came, Yusuke and Hiei both looked over instantly alert. The doctor was moving his stethoscope from
one spot to another over the crest of Kurama�s swollen
abdomen with an increasingly intense look on his face. After another minute Narumi
turned to Kuwabara.
�Will you be so kind as to go get
my ultrasound machine, Kuwabara-kun?� The urgency in the doctor�s gentle voice did
not go unheeded by the carrot top who, upon leaving
the room, broke into a run.
�What�s up, Narumi-sensei?� Yusuke asked in a �you-damn-well-better-answer-me-your-scaring-me�
tone.
�It appears that I might have to go
back to grade school for math lessons.�
�What does that mean?�
Narumi opened his mouth to answer
only to be interrupted by Kuwabara brining in his
ultrasound machine. It took all of two
seconds for Narumi to plug in the machine, whip out the attachment, apply the
jelly and place it on Kurama�s abdomen. He moved the remote to one spot before
turning to the screen; a rapid heartbeat was quick to greet everyone�s worried
eyes. The doctor turned a knob, which
must have been a volume control because a watery sounding pulse sounded through
the room. The pulse died when Narumi
moved the remote to another spot close to the vixen�s pelvis. Seconds later another heartbeat, a beat off
of the previous kit�s, sounded through the room. A collective sigh of relies came from all the
occupants of the room.
�Thank Kami.� Yusuke said in a happy, breathy tone. �The way you were going I thought Kurama lost one of them, or both! Don�t scare me like that!�
Narumi didn�t reply he merely moved
the remote once again to a spot directly below the vixen�s left breast. Narumi�s eyebrows furrowed together in the
middle of his forehead. He moved the
remote down a bit further; once again there was another outline on the
screen. This one, however, had sluggish
and slightly sporadic heartbeats, as if the tiny organ was struggling to stay
beating.
�It appears that we have a third
kit; A runt which turns Kurama-san�s pair of twins
into a full blown litter.�
�What the hell are you talking
about? How could you not have found this out before?! � Hiei
snapped. �Can�t you keep your story
straight? You�re supposed to be a doctor
dammit!�
�It is very common with for a fetus
to be hiding behind its sibling. If I
had been able to x-ray Kurama-san�s abdomen I could
have known of one from the start. I may be a doctor but I am working with
limited equipment here. The only
portable x-ray machines are for veterinarians that specialize in large
animals.�
Hiei
grumbled under his breath and turned to look out the window. Yusuke shot the Jaganshi
a nasty look.
�Don�t mind Hiei,
Sensei. He�s just a very tired ikkle boy.� Yusuke
adopted his baby voice. �Hims just need some sleep.�
Hiei
turned to Yusuke with a nasty snarl.
�No one doubts your skills,
sensei.� Genkai
assured the doctor. The old woman left
her place in the corner of the room to stand at the headboard so she could get
a better look at the monitor. �But, tell me how much of a chance does this kit
stand?�
Narumi sighed sadly.
�Truthfully, a seventy/thirty
chance that it will not survive.
Multiple pregnancies are always risky for the weaker fetuses. In Kurama-san�s
case, her pregnancy so much more complicated because of all she has been
through. Although, it appears that she
is on her way to a full recovery. That is
a good sign for this kit.�
�So it may be alright?� Kuwabara asked.
�The longer theses kits stay inside
Kurama-san�s womb, the better chance they all have to
survive. But, right now, it doesn�t look
good.�
This time
it was Genkai�s turn to sigh.
�After all
theses years I thought the dimwit would be the death of me,� She mused in a
soft whisper, reaching out a small, wrinkled hand to smooth a wisp of blood red
bangs out of Kurama�s face. �Yet, here you are giving him a run for his
money.�
�I wonder
how Kurama is going to take the news.� Kuwabara thought
out loud.
�Not as bad
as you would expect.� Yusuke replied
with full confidence. Narumi stilled his
movements from where he was wiping the jell off of the
vixen�s tummy.
�Why is
that?� The doctor asked.
�She will
be surprised, but in a good way. Any
amount under three is abnormal. So that was what Kurama
was expecting before . . .�
�Before what?�
�Kurama told me a while ago that she didn�t really remember
much of the last few weeks that she had spent with Yomi. Because of the spells and aphrodisiacs
potions he was pouring down her throat those last few weeks were basically a
cloudy mix of pain and . . .um . . well for lack of
better words pleasure. But, she did
remember on night in particular, the way Kurama
described it to me she was with that bastard in his room and suddenly she felt
sharp pains in her stomach. That seemed
to cause some of the smoke to clear from her brain. The pain, from what Kurama
could remember was really intense, she kept blacking out for short periods of
time, but she remembers Yomi calling for a doctor and
the smell of blood mixed with a bleach like smell.�
�Amniotic
fluid . . .� Narumi supplied. �But that
would mean-�
�Yea, Kurama found out when she awoke that she had miscarried
that night, Kurama had mixed feelings about that
because she knew what Yomi wanted her children for
but, she never wanted them to die. And
when she woke up here and found out that she was sill pregnant Kurama was happy but still didn�t know if she wanted Yomi�s offspring.�
�I wonder
just how many eggs were fertilized to begin with.�
�Kurama said that anywhere from three to six kits is a
normal size for a litter, though up to ten have been reported.�
�My dear,�
Narumi told the sleeping Kurama. �You are literally full of surprises.�
::fifteen minutes later::
�Before you
go, there is something I would like to discuss with all of you.� Narumi was all done with Kurama�s
exam and was ready to be on his way when Genkai
stopped him and all the boys from leaving the vixen�s room. All of them turned to the old woman who was
still standing beside the headboard of Kurama�s bed.
�What�s up,
Baa-san?� Yusuke asked.
�I think it
would be best for Kurama if we didn�t inform of her
ailing kit until she has made a full recovery.�
Genkai had expected the surprised looks she
got. �Use your brains! If you tell Kurama
that she has a third kit that is not faring well it will only add to the
already high level of stress she is under right now. What I propose is, for us to wait until she
has recovered so that there is less of a chance that she will relapse.�
�That would
make sense.� Yusuke murmured. �She already blames herself for almost giving
birth prematurely. If she finds out that
there is a third that is a hairs breath away from dying it would crush her.�
�Do you
think this is a wise choice, Sensei?�
The old woman turned her gaze to the doctor.
�I agree
that it wouldn�t be a good idea to let her know that her surprise kit is struggling
to stay alive, but I also believe that she should be informed as soon as
possible. She has to have enough time to
come to terms with herself about the third kit.�
Everyone
nodded.
::Ten
o�clock that night::
Hiei bristled.
Someone was outside and that someone was defiantly if demonic origin. The demon hadn�t yet reached the door, it was
taking its time but, its movements weren�t cautious as one would be if he were
trying to surprise someone with its presence.
Hiei figured that the others must have felt
that demon by now as well. His thoughts
were proven correct when the dark shadow of Puu appeared
suddenly outside of Kurama�s window. Yusuke must have summoned him there to
protect the only unprotected spot in the room.
Feeling secure in his knowledge that Puu would
watch over Kurama, Hiei
took off for the front door, which Genkai was just sliding
open.
The demon
was tall and slender, when he moved his body swayed like the branches of a
willow tree. When the door opened he
froze and lowered his overly large eyes to the ground in front of him. A wide, sheepish smile spread on his boyish
face. His looks we not deceiving either,
there was not an ounce of ki coming off this
boy-demon.
�What
business do you have here?� Genkai called to the young male.
�I have
been sent by my Mistress, Lady Mukuro.� The boy giggles, his voice just as high and
famine as Hiei had expected. �She sends a message through me. She says that the son of the goat is awakened
and awaiting your judgment.�
Genkai thanked the boy and sent him on his way. He giggled for a moment before disappearing
into the night.
�Kuwabara, will you fox-sit for a little while?� Yusuke asked his best friend.
�Sure thing
. . . but what did he mean when he said
�waiting your judgment�?�
�Mukuro doesn�t want Shura in her
domain; in fact it was Hiei who insisted on reviving
him. I was hoping to bring him here to
be with Kurama, if they both want it. I�m pretty sure that Kurama
would be happy to see him safe.�
�I may not
have let him die,� Hiei said as he started down the walkway, not even
waiting for Yusuke. �But that doesn�t
mean that I trust him enough to allow him here.�
�Well that
complicates matters!� Yusuke said around
an exasperated sigh.
::In Mukuro�s room of healing
pods-thingies::
Shura was sitting cross-legged on the cold floor outside of
the tank he was in for the past few weeks.
Mukuro had supplied him with some warm towels
and clothes then told him to sit down and stay put until he was told other
wise. The young goat dried and dressed
himself; all the while he could feel the two guards standing outside the room. He shivered.
Was he revived just so he could become a prisoner?
The young
goat started rubbing his hair dry, as always he was mindful of his horn Shura was ran over his forehead, what he felt was not his
smooth skin, it was swollen and papery to the touch and . . . His horn was GONE. Trembling, frantic hands were started running
all over his face, the familiar shapes of Shura�s
face suddenly felt foreign to his small hands.
The small goat twisted around to look upon his face in the well polished
metal of the rim of the tank. A large
scar ran from the middle of the forehead over the spot where his horn once
resided and followed a path to his left ear, the tip of which was gone. Shura gaped at
himself, he had seen other scars all over much of his body, but he was too
nervous in the haughty Mukuro�s presence to take a
moment to exam them. Papa did all this
to him . . . that much he remembered.
The young
goat was jolted from his thought when Mukuro�s
distorted image appeared behind him in the shining metal rim of the tank.
�If you so
desire, young goat you may reside here for the time being.�
�With all
due respect, ma�am, I don�t wish to reside here. Thought I do thank you for saving me and I
will do whatever you wish of me to repay this kindness. I don�t want to be an open target for my sire
and I�m not sure if Kurama-san would ever wish to see
me again.�
�Then, what
is it you plan to do?� Mukuro asked patiently.
�I�m not
sure. I know how my sire operated and I
know he will forever be a threat to my life as well as Kurama-san
and her kit, my sibling. I merely wish
to disappear until I am stronger, then I am going to
find Kurama-san again and offer my services in
helping her in whatever way I can. She
is the only on I am loyal to as of this moment.�
Yusuke, who
had calmly been listening with Hiei off in the
shadows walked slowly up to his fellow former Makai
lord and gave her a questioning look. She gave thegave
the taller demon a level, calculating stare then nodded. Yusuke smiled his thanks to her and sat
himself down next to the young goat, who hadn�t raised
his eyes from the ground.
�Hey, kiddo.� He
greeted.
�Please
refrain from calling me that, Urameshi-sama.�
�Sure thing.� Yusuke
smiled warmly at the trace amount of fear he heard in Shura�s
voice. �I just wanted to make a little
bargain with you.�
Shura slowly turned his hesitant, violet gaze to meet
Yusuke�s chocolate pools, showing without words that he was up to considering
whatever it was Yusuke had to ask.
�See, it
looks to me that you care about Kurama just as much
as we do. I think that you and Kurama both are worried about each other and want to be
together. Now, I�ll gladly take you to
her, but I�m not the one you have to convince that you aren�t still under your
father�s rule. You see, Hiei is Kurama�s mate, (as much
as he denies and fights it you know he is) and he is a bit protective of
her. Which after all that she had been
thought isn�t surprising. The best way
to convince Hiei that you do any harm to Kurama is to prove yourself to Mukuro. So here�s the deal. You stay here, with Mukuro,
for a short while and do your best to gain her trust. Then, I promise you that I will take you to Kurama, okay?�
�Did her
baby survive the attack from my sire?�
�Yea, but
she has been sick lately. Some psychic
was torturing Kurama through her Nightmares. That was after she and Hiei
fought and he stomach started rejecting food.
Thankfully, thought, she and her kits survived.�
�Kits?� Shura�s eyes went
wide.
�Yea, the
day we got Kurama back we found out that she was
carrying twins and just today the doctor found another smaller and very weak
kit. That kit may not survive for much
longer. We are waiting for Kurama to recover a bit more before we tell her of that
third child. Though, wither or not it
survives, Kurama is going to need all the help she
can get. Do we have a deal?�
�Hai! I will do as you ask.� Shura�s eyes, despite
his best efforts were brimming with thankful tears.
Yusuke
stood and started to leave. He was
stopped when a small hand grabbed his arm.
He turned to find Shura staring up with wide
violet eyes.
�Thank you,
Urameshi-sama.�
�Call me
Yusuke. And it�s the least I could do
for you after all you did to help Kurama. You earned this chance to be with her.
Yusuke
ruffled the young goat�s raven black hair and left with Hiei,
both of them anxious to return to Kurama�s side.
::one day and three hours later::
Kurama slowly opened her tired eyes. She stared at the digital clock in the corner
of her bedside table; it read three in the morning. She slowly pushed herself up into a sitting
position, draping her legs over the bed with her back to the moonlight shining
through the window, her stomach was growling something fierce and her mouth
tasted faintly of chicken. Plus she had
to pee like a racehorse. Kurama pushed herself up onto her unsteady legs and swayed
for a moment before gaining her equilibrium, snatching her robe Kurama rushed as fast as she dared to the bathroom. Once she was done in the bathroom Kurama made her way to the kitchen.
Now, what do I feel like tonight? Kurama thought to
herself as she scanned over the contents of the fridge. After making up her mind she gathered the
ingredients needed for her newest concoction.
Just as she was finishing her new recipe, Kurama
heard rapid footsteps rushing down the hall.
The vixen smiled warmly as Yusuke all but ran into the kitchen. He stood in the doorway for a long moment,
just staring until his trance was, for some reason, broken. He flew to Kurama�s
side to wrap his arms around her. Kurama returned the hug and let her head rest on the
half-demon�s strong shoulder.
�Feel
better?� He asked in a hushed
voice. Nodding as she pulled from his
tender embrace, Kurama snagged her bowl of . . .
stuff and sat down to finally enjoy the feeling of a full stomach, though she
was mindful not to start out with too much at once, that wouldn�t help her
stomach at all.
Yusuke
blinded at the odd assortment of containers on the counter.
�Do I even
want to know what you made this time?�
�Most likely not.� Kurama whispered her voice still a bit hoarse from not
being used for a few days for anything other than screaming. She had only made a small amount for herself,
though she felt as though she could eat a five whole chickens.
The two
were silent for a few moments, before, Kurama�s head
shot up to stare her friend in the eye.
�Why is Hiei here?� Kurama rasped out suddenly.
�He came
because we figured that he would be able to get rid of those Night Terrors,
which we found out were created by a psychic that we figured Yomi hired.� Kurama stared, wide-eyed at her dark haired friend. �He barely left your side for the past three
days.�
Kurama was silent; she tilted her head down causing her
bangs to cover her tired eyes. Better change the subject . . . Yusuke
thought desperately.
�Rice Krispies covered with . . . a mashed banana, catsup and ewwwww pickle juice.�
Yusuke made a face.
�I told you
that you didn�t want to know.�
�Yea well
its hard not to notice, the smell is enough to make a normal person sick.�
�Define
�normal� and I will give you a sick individual.� Kurama whispered to
herself.
�Eh?�
�Oh,� Kurama
blushed. �Sorry, that was a quote my
mother told me once, she got it from her favorite teacher.�
� . . . Kay
. . .� Yusuke sweatdropped, that
was a bit too much to ponder at three in the morning. �Um, well I saved you a piece of
cheesecake! Kuwabara
brought the whole thing over for Yukina, but she�s
staying with Keiko for the time being.
Its pretty good, you want?�
�I�m not
sure if I have room for cheesecake just yet.�
�Aw, you sure? You
can always have half now and save the rest for later! Its realllllly
reallllly good!�
�Okay, you
convinced me. I�ll have some.�
Yusuke smiled
as he rummaged through the fridge.
�You know,
speaking of cheesecake, did you ever realize in that ultra-smart brain of yours
that our little team makes up the whole �Golden Girls� cast.�
Kurama blinked at Yusuke�s odd train of thought. Yusuke took her silence as a prompt to
continue. He placed the plate of
cheesecake in front of his friend and continued.
�Just think
of it, you�re the tall smart one,�
�Kuwabara is taller than me, as I am now.� Kurama put forth.
�Not when
you turn all Foxy, plus your hair is silver just like hers is. Kuwabara is the
dumb one, Hiei is the short, smart-mouthed one, and
Me, I�m the sexy one!�
�The hussy?� Kurama laughed.
�Damn
straight!� Yusuke puffed out his
chest. �I�m a sexy beast who-�
�Men flock
to for an cheap romp under the covers.� Kurama supplied.
�Ewwwwwwwwwwww.�
Kurama couldn�t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.
That laugh soon turned into a yawn.
Before that first yawn was fully past her lips, Kurama
found herself standing in Yusuke�s arms and half way down out of the kitchen.
�Yusuke,� Kurama
whispered in a distressed tone. �I can�t
go back in there. Not again, I can�t
bear to see him again, not when he will be gone in the morning. . .� Kurama�s eyes
darted nervously in the direction of her room.
Yusuke could tell, from prior experience that when Kurama
started that uncharacteristic babbling that she was soon to be sobbing. The half demon hugged his friend, once again
comforting her and trying to sooth her fears. This problem, however, Yusuke couldn�t solve,
nor could he make it go away. This was
between Kurama and Hiei,
Yusuke could only offer advice.�
�Talk to
him.� He urged, gently rubbing large
circles over Kurama�s back. �He could have left days ago or hours ago to
sleep in a tree or to return to the Makai. But, he didn�t, he stayed. Go talk to him.�
Large tear
rimmed eyes stared peered though blood red bangs. Kurama was
desperately scared, she didn�t want to be hurt again, that was understandable,
but Yusuke was certain that Hiei wouldn�t run out on
her again. At least he�d had better not,
if he knew what was good for him. Yusuke
prayed that Yusuke wouldn�t make a liar out of him.
�Yusuke,� Kurama
dug her feet into the ground when the young demon tired to coax her toward the
door. �I don�t know how I can ever thank
you for all that you have done for me.
For some reason I know it was you who brought Hiei
back, wither or not he stays still doesn�t change the fact that you cared
enough to try. Some day I will return
the favor for all you did for me.�
Yusuke
smiled. �You don�t owe me a thing, Kura-chan. I think
he was looking for a reason to come back any ways.�
Kurama smiled at her friend before planting a sweet peck on
his lips and winked into his baffled gaze.
�You�ve earned that much at least.�
Yusuke
licked his lips. �Heh,
you taste like cheesecake.�
Kurama looked down to her bedroom door, she felt a little
more confident now thanks, once again, to Yusuke.
Kurama
entered her room slowly, with hesitant footsteps. She looked up at the windowsill and straight
into the steady, crimson gaze that only Hiei could
possess. They stared at each other until
Kurama broke her gaze by moving to her bed, where she
sat down with her back to Hiei.
�How long
do you plan on staying this time, Hiei?� Kurama asked
slowly. Bracing herself
for when he�d reply with �I�m only here to make sure you don�t kill
yourself�. Kurama
wasn�t about to get her hopes up.
�What�s
with that tone, kitsune?�
�Why did
you stay?�
�Because,�
Hiei snorted. He couldn�t stand it when Kurama answered his questions with another question,
despite the fact he just did it to her.
�You needed me. I was the only
one who could help.� He paused. �And . . . I . . . �
Kurama bit down harshly on her bottom lip, this was it he
was defiantly leaving now. Though Kurama was surprised when the bed shifted under her as Hiei joined her on the bed and wrapped his arms hesitantly
around her waist, one above and one below the vixen�s bulging abdomen.
�Because I
was miserable,� Hiei squeezed his arms tighter around the
vixen. His head coming to rest between
her shoulder blades. �I�ve always stayed
away from women, kitsune. For more reasons then one, but mainly because
I didn�t want to burden her with the weight of bearing another mutt, a child
that was unwanted and would go unloved.
I�ve never had a family, I�ve never even held a babe before and I�ve
never wanted to. I can�t even begin to
understand how you are feeling right now, but after seeing your nightmares it
all became a little clearer to me. Those
kits are a part of you; you care for them and are willing to die protecting
them. They are special to you in ways I,
an abandoned Koorime bastard, couldn�t
comprehend. I know you want me to be a
father to your kits, but I�m not sure that I could be capable of that even if I
wanted to be.� Hiei
pulled back from the vixen. He placed
his hands on her shoulders and turned her to face him. His crimson gaze met Kurama�s
tear filled eyes. With small, calloused
hands Hiei cupped Kurama�s
cheeks, drawing them closer and closer then coxing her into a tender kiss. He drew back sharply when a tear hit his
fingers. Hiei
searched Kurama�s bright, emerald orbs, what he found
in their unfathomable depths was fear and tears.
�What I can
promise you is that I will protect you and your kits with my life. I love you, your happiness means everything
to me and if your kits make you happy then they�re worth it. I�m not sure what I�m getting myself into but,
you�re worth every bit of it.�
Hiei
watched as Kurama�s crying eyes slowly lit up more
and more until she sobbed happily, while tears of happiness started flowing
down her already tear stained cheeks. Hiei�s gently caressing thumbs wiped those tears dry before
he murmured, �No
more tears, Kurama.
We still have two more months until we�ll be up to out ears in crying
baby tears.�
Kurama had to laugh at that. When that laugh turned into a
deep yawn Hiei coxed her to lay back on the bed then
pulled the blankets over them both and gathered Kurama
into his arms. She responded by pressing
her forehead up under his chin much like a cat.
Drowsy and
warm, wrapped in Hiei�s arms with his fingers running
tenderly through her hair, Kurama found herself asleep in no time.
Hiei, however, found himself
content to lay awake just holding his lover.
After a few
lazy minutes Hiei found himself nodding off as
well. He was half asleep when a stirring
sensation started up against the spot where Kurama�s
belly was pressed against his.
Apparently, the kits decided it was time to wake up.
�Hush up in
there.� Hieis
deep voice rumbled softly. �You�re . . .
parents need some more sleep.�
Hiei was surprised when they actually did quiet down. That damn Yusuke much have been telling the
truth when he said they could hear what was going on around them. The fire demon shrugged, he was thinking too
much. He yawned again and in moments he
was sleeping soundly with the rest of his new family.

WOW I got that up
quick! I have had this chapter outlined
for a while so it was easy to get my thoughts in order! Hope you liked it! As always, please review!
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