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The Betrayal	By : vampmistress76 Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 10669 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuYu Hakusho, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Author's Note: Well, it would seem my muse ran amuck and this fic has now evolved into something a bit more than a Hiei/Keiko fic.... Hopefully you guys will like it, so kindly read on and let me know what you think.

- Chapter 2 -

Hiei quickly went to Kurama's house, still carrying Keiko in his arms. She was such a pleasant weight that he didn't mind carrying her. He eyed her school uniform, which while it wasn't unpleasant, definately could use some improvements. He flitted into the tree outside Kurama's room, noting that school seemed to be out. "What time is it?" He asked his mate.

Keiko shrugged, indicating that she wasn't quite sure. She'd left the school at lunch time and a few h had had already passed since then, but she'd lost track during her ahem time spent with Hiei. "Well, judging by the position the sun is in, it should be about time for school to let out I think." She said, glancing up.
Hieddeddded. He was still more than a little clueless on this thing Ningens called school. He had walked Kurama home more times than he could count, keeping to the trees. "Then let us go and meet him on the way home."
"Okay," Keiko said, then grinned as she glanced down at the ground. "Um.. you can put me down now, you know."
Hiei raised his brow. ~When we get to the school, maybe, but for right now, I wish to carry my mate.~ He placed a kiss on her temple as he darted off towards Kurama's school, keeping an eye out for the kitsune.
Kurama beheld a sight that he had never thought he'd ever see. Hiei dropped to the ground in front of him, holding Keiko in his arms as if she belonged there. The redhead had been just about ready to leave school for the day and had walked out the gate, when he was shocked with the sight of his best friend carrying the lover of their team leader.

"Hiei?! What happened?"
"Well, Fox, which version did you want?" Hiei asked, reluctantly putting Keiko down. He pointed to her right forearm. "And how soon can we get a ward for this?"
Kurama looked at Keiko's wrist, which was all that was visible with her school uniform, then at Hiei, having seen the dragon head peeking out from under the sleeve. For the first time in his life, Kurama could say that he was completely shocked. How on earth had Keiko gotten a Dragon of Darkness Flame tattoo? He stared wordlessly at the fire demon, his silent gaze asking a thousand quesions at once.
Hiei just steadily met the kitsune's eyes as Keiko looked down at the pavement, blushing. "What do you think, Kurama? I finally took a mate."
Kurama's eyebrows raised even higher on his forehead. "Nani? How did this happen? I was under the impression that Keiko was with Yusuke." The kitsune said, disbelief clearly in his voice.
Hiei's eyes narrowed. "Do not say that name in my presence again! The Detective has dug himself a very deep hole, Kurama. He betrayed Keiko."
At this, Kurama's brows plummeted into a sharp scowl. This was news to Kurama. He'd always thought that Yusuke loved Keiko unconditionally. But seeing as this was coming from Hiei, he had no doubt of its validity. By now, Kurama was extremely curious as well as a bit upset, though it didn't show visibly.
"And just how did he manage to betray Keiko?" He asked, a hint of subdued anger in his voice.
Hiei looked at the kitsune, not completely willing to tell him of Yusuke's ultimate betrayal of the woman whom he loved. He looked over at Keiko, who had a pleading expression on her face. She gave a small nod, burrowing into his shoulder. He smoothed her hair as he quietly told the kitsune all he should need to put it together. "The Detective was with Botan."
Kurama didn't think he could take many more surprises in one day. He had been aware of the attraction that the ferry girl had for Yusuke, but had thought that was a one-sided affair. "So, Botan and," He spared a glance at Keiko, who had her flaming face buried in the hollow of Hiei's neck, "The detective," he glanced at Hiei's approving face, "Are together. And now Keiko and yourself are mated." He sighed, accepting the inevitable. "Well, we had better get a ward on that arm of yours, Keiko. Come over to my house."
Hiei just quietly walked along behind his friend, keeping one arm around Keiko's shoulder, grateful that she wasn't taller than he was. He looked over at his new mate, feeling pride and satisfaction well up within him and for once was not doing anything to stifle it. It was certainly not the longest walk from the kitsune's school to his home and knew they would get there quickly.
Keiko was just embarrassed. She couldn't help the fact that Yusuke's whole team would learn of this surprising twist, but for the most aloof member to learn first! She didn't even know Kurama that well. He was known as one of the most intelligent young men in all of Tokyo, which she would expect from the ancient fox-spirit. She silently wondered what Kuwabara would do when he learned of this. She shuddered and pulled herself closer to Hiei, who looked at her in concern. She smiled and shook her head, indicating it was just a fleeting thought.
Kurama wondered if this particular day could get any stranger. He had always known that Hiei had his eyes on someone who had belonged to someone else, but he had never been told who. Hiei was exceedingly adept at keeping his true emotions buried, surface emotions he showed, but the deeper ones like love, he kept well hidden. He could usually read Hiei to some extent, but his choice of Keiko was a surprise that he had not been expecting. 'Hiei choosing Keiko was not something I had forseen. This could cause some complications if anything occurs.' He sighed with relief when they entered the apartment.

Hiei looked around the kitsune's room. This never changed. Kurama had Hiei sit on the bed, knowing that he was comfortable up here. He usually stayed here when the weather got bad if he was in the Ningenkai. He even had a change of clothes or two in the kitsune's closet. Keiko sat stiffly in the chair at the desk.

"So, Kurama, do you think Keiko will ever be able to use that dragon?"
Kurama thought for a moment. "I don't know. Has it shown any signs of movement?" He turned to Keiko, "Can you unbutton your sleeve and roll it up?"
Hiei very lightly blushed, thankful the kitsune was turned toward Keiko's sleeve that was all the covering her dragon had for the moment. He answered quietly, "Yes, it did move."
Keiko was blushing as well as she complied to Kurama's wishes and unbuttoned the cuff of her blouse, rolling it up to expose the dragon to their gaze. Kurama got to work, rolling the warding bandage securely around Keiko's arm.
"Then I think it is very probable that she will be able to use it. I would guess that it is linked to yours, which is linked in turn to your Jagan eye. If you have a strong mental link, she should be able to draw off of it the same way you do. Beyond that, I cannot guess."
Hiei nodded. "I thought as much."
Keiko listened to this. She wasn't confident around Kurama, but seeing as how she had been nervous around her now mate, figured she'd give it a shot. "Excuse me? If this is as convoluted as it sounds, how am I supposed to be able to control this?"
Kurama and Hiei both looked at Keiko. Kurama cleared his throat, "The dragons are both tied to Hiei's Jagan eye. You are, in essence, only borrowing his powers. You will have to get the mental discipline to master this. It is obviously not just a mating mark, but a true sign of your own abilities."
~So, Fox, what are you thinking? I can tell something is going on in that head of yours.~ Hiei sent him, thinking that if he got the fox into a private conversation, he could draw him out.

At the moment, he couldn't tell who was more uncomfortable, Keiko, or Kurama. He could feel through his bond with Keiko, that she was just nervous. The fox was always harder to read.
Meanwhile, Keiko had her gaze trained intently on watching Kurama wrap her arm, his slender fingers, long and skillful, wrapped the bandage with ease.
Kurama tried to focus his thoughts. Her skin was so soft as he wrapped it. He had done this many times for Hiei and never felt the slightest stirring within him. He knew fire demons were known for being able to stir passions to life, but didn't think that applied to fire demon's by proxy, which was what Keiko qualified as. ~Hiei, I hate to tell you this, but your mate is already starting to exude the powerful pheromones that your kind are known for.~
~Bullshit, Kurama!~ Hiei sent back, knowing that while this was true, it was actually too faint to affect anybut but true mortals. ~Now tell me why you're lusting after my mate!~
Kurama knew that he should have known better than to try to blind Hiei to the truth. ~Hiei, I cannot but be happy for you. You have been more alone than any of us, but I can't help feeling a little sorrow for myself, as well.~ He turned to look at the fire demon who was his best friend. He wondered if this would end that friendship forever with what he was about to reveal. ~You see, I love her too.~
Hiei just looked back in shock. "N-nani?"
Keiko blinked in surprise at her mate's exclamation. "Huh? H wha what's wrong?"
Hiei was unable to answer her, just looking at the still impassive kitsune. "H-how . . . ?"
Kurama met the shocked red eyes with his own impassive green ones. "The same way you did. Hiding my feelings. It's something we're both a little too adept at, if this is any indication." He turned from Hiei to speak to Keiko. "You are mated to one demon who loves you, for without love, the mating cannot take place." He looked down and glanced over at the fire demon, who gave a small nod, "However, there is one other demon present who also loves you. Yusuke's claim on you prevented much, especially as it seems that it was a false claim to begin with."
Hiei looked at Keiko. "You are my mate, but the love of a demon is not to be tossed lightly aside. You asked me what was wrong earlier. The truth is, nothing, save that Kurama and I both have," He glanced at Kurama, who gave a small nod to indicate that Hiei should continue, "The same feelings for you. If you cannot accept this, we shall discuss what can be done. Once spoken of, it means the demon is willing to become public with their feelings. It is why both of us hid it for so long. We know each other and are partners, but we will not share with the Detective."
Keiko's expression could only be described as one of utmost astonishment. She was barely able to believe what she was hearing. She'd been thrown for a loop at discovering Hiei's love for her. It had been rather difficult for her to believe, but she had come to accept it once he'd proven it in both words and actions. Now Kurama was saying that he was in love with her too? And Hiei... he'd practically stated that, if she were willing, he would not object to sharing her with the red headed kitsune?
Keiko wasn't exactly sure how to take this. Was it even possible with her now mated to Hiei? And if so, did she even want to consider it?
She cast a glance at Kurama from the corner of her eye and felt a pleasant shiver pass through her body. He was staring intently at her now, his green eyes filled with emotions that took her breath away as he awaited a response from her. Some acknowlegement of his revela... ... of his affections. She couldn't help but feel compelled to give him what he wanted, despite her own hesitance. Turning back to her mate, Keiko caught the fire demon's eye.
"Well, I don't know what to say... except, maybe wow." She laughed lightly, nervously. "Um, may I ask what would happen if I said yes? Not that I'm going to say yes because I'm still not sure... I'm just... curious I guess." She took a deep breath in order to calm herself when she realized that she almost babbling. "So, what would happen?"
Hiei looked at his mate. "Keiko, it is not quite sharing in the sense that you might be thinking of. Kurama and I," He looked at the kitsune, wondering how to explain their bond, it wasn't lovers, but was closer than mere friendship.
Kurama took over for his friend, "Keiko, what would happen is almost more like a three way bond. Hiei and I are almost two sides of the same coin. Both of us love you, but if you do return that feeling in full, then you will be mated to both of us. If you do not, then simply a statement of the affection that I have for you will be made."
"Hn, Fox, you always were the more eloquent of the two of us." Hiei got off the bed, walked forward and put his arms around his mate. He turned her head, so that he could see her eyes. His own burned brightly with his own love. "Keiko, we both will always love you, no matter what you choose to do, for a demon's love is also eternal."
Kurama asked her, "Were there any other questions that you have? I understand today has been completely out of the blue."
"You can say that again." Keiko stated wryly. She took a deep breath and shook her head, "Honestly, Kurama, I don't know what to say. I mean, I'll admit that when I look at you, I get this tingling feeling. And sure, it's kind of like the one I got when I was with Hiei right before we mated, but that could be just a coincidence, right?"

One glance at the amusement filled green eyes and Keiko knew she was wrong. That same shiver ran through her again, this time travelling down and settling in her lower regions. The instant that happened, she noticed the amused look leave Kurama's eyes, quickly replaced by a much more intense look. One of hunger.
Kurama knew when he heard the innocent words that his feelings were returned. There was always a spark where the bond would form. She felt it, as did he. He glanced once more at Hiei. ~Are you sure about this, Hiei?~
~Hn, Fox, if it was anyone but you, they would be dead by now. You know what this means. While not lovers, there does exist some form of love between us.~
~Yes, I'm sorry, Hiei, I should not have doubted you. Yusuke has hurt our flower, let us hope that he doesn't cross our path any time soon.~ Kurama replied. The brief conversation had not taken long. Kurama looked into her eyes. "Keiko, you already know the answer to your question. You feel the potential of the mating bond. You love us both, and we both love you. Hiei is accepting of this. The two of us have a bond closer than brothers and would not betray the other, nor our feelings. I will not act on them unless you give me your permission as well."
Keiko's breath caught in her chest as Kurama spoke of a bond forming between them. In all honesty, she couldn't say that she was opposed to the idea. Tentatively, she cast a gaze toward Hiei, who returned her look with a reasurring one of his own, accompanied by a small nod and smile. Keiko felt relief flood her body and allowed the tenseness her body had obtained to seep away. Turning to face Kurama once more, she debated on how to actually give her permission and finally decided on a course of action.
Leaning in ever so slowly, she watched Kurama's eyes darken from the shiniest emerald to the most lusc for forest green she'd ever seen only moments before she close the distance and her lips met his.
Kurama closed his eyes as Keiko's lips closed the distance between them. He felt the jolt go through his whole body, and he knew that this would in fact be a mating. Her lips were soft and warm, he could tell that she was slightly nervous, but he knew that would go away soon enough. He put his arms around her, holding her to him.
Hiei watched for a moment as his mate was embraced by Kurama. He realized that what he'd told the fox was completely true. He would have killed any other who had made even the hint of a move on Keiko. He felt curiously devoid of jealousy as he watched. She seemed to relax into the kitsune's embrace. He embraced her from behind, just under the kitsune's arms, lightly pushing up, sending a thought to both of them.
~If re gre going to proceed, I suggest we move to the bed.~
Kurama heard Hiei's thought and agreed. He gently pulled up on Keiko, never breaking their mouth contact. Her flavor was so sweet. He deepened the kiss as they moved.
Hiei knew what had to happen, and later they could explore what the possibilities were, but this time was a mating for them. He sent the thought to Kurama, ~I shall, for the most part, observe. Though I cannot deny I need my mate again as well. I can already sense the energies trying to entwine. Ensure that her dragon, which you just warded, is uncovered, otherwise, her power is blocked from meeting yours, the emotions only would be present.~
They made it to the bed, with Hiei on the outside, Keiko in the middle, and Kurama against the wall. Kurama heard Hiei's comments and acknowledged them as best he could.

~I'll remember about her ward. Thank you for putting the mating in front of your needs, Hiei, I will try not to completely tire her out, thoI caI can't say that I'll entirely succeed in this.~
Amusement threaded through the last of his mental comment, referring to his celibate status for his entire human existance. He had built up some very good fantasies around this woman, and with Hiei there too, maybe some of them could even be fulfilled in the future. He finally broke the kiss, moving his hands up and down her back, as Hiei just held his head propped up with one arm and ran the other lazily up and down her side, unable to completely break contact with his mate, soon to be their mate. The situation was rare, but not unheard of.
By this time, Keiko was pretty much in a state of emotional overload. The sensations she was experiencing just from Kurama's and Hiei's touches alone was almost enough to drive her insane. She found herself craving more and so leaned in and began to lay light, teasing kisses to Kurama's neck as her hands rose to the buttons of his shirt and began to release them one by one.
Kurama moaned as he felt her go on the offensive. She'd never been the type to sit back and watch things as they happened to her. His hands blindly found the buttons holding her shirt together as well, feeling his youki well up, trying to find her.
Hiei felt the searching and while not interrupting anything, gently unwrapped her ward. He couldn't resist and gave a gentle kiss to the side of her neck, similar to those she was giving the kitsune. He felt his heart swell with emotion as he looked down at her face, now gently tangled with Kurama's crimson locks.
Kurama felt the energy answer his when the ward was removed, beginning the bonding process. Her's was not enough that he would obtain a mating mark, save for maybe a very small one, but his soul would be bound, which was the important part.
Hiei sat back for the moment to watch the two with a smile on his face, even as he was becoming painfully aroused.
As Keiko's hands began to relieve him of his shirt, Kurama rose up to assist, shrugging his shoulders to allow the material to slip down his arms before finally tossing the shirt aside completely. Once this was accomplished, Keiko ceased her kisses, leaning back to allow her eyes to feast upon the perfection that was Kurama's chest.
Keiko looked at the chest, not being able to help but compare it to Hiei's. Both were images of perfection, she mused. Kurama was leaner and not quite as muscled. His beauty spoke of lean, wiry strength. She felt compelled to reach out and touch it, his muscles jumping at her touch when she did. She had felt Hiei removing her ward, but didn't get a chance to question it. She moaned as he finished unbuttoning her shirt.
Hiei pulled her shirt back, softly kissing her shoulder. Wondering what the kitsune was going to do next. ~I said mostly observe, Fox. If I do something you don't like, or would prefer to do yourself, let me know.~
Kurama heard the thought. ~If you don't mind, I would like to remove the rest of her clothing.~ He bent down to kiss the expanse of her chest that wasn't covered by her bra, his hands snaking aroundunlaunlatch her bra, releasing her to his gaze. "Perfection." He murmured, seeing Hiei's arms coming around her waist, obviously needing some solid contact with Keiko.
Keiko moaned as she felt Hiei's clad chest against her bare back and Kurama's mouth coming down on her chest. She didn't know how much of this exquisite feeling she could take. Kurama seemed to be exuding so much energy. As intense as his personality usually was, this seemed to be more. Behind her was the smell of a pine forest, before her, the smell of a rose garden.

"Oh, Kurama! Hiei!"
Hiei got up briefly and removed his cloak and sleeveless shirt. Turning back to the bed, he smiled at the two whom he loved the most.
Keiko felt Hiei move away and would have whimpered in protest, but was distracted as Kurama took this opportunity to move Keiko onto her back on the bed. Her eyelids fluttered open to find him leaning over her, his crimson locks dangling about his face, framing and showcasing his delicbeaubeauty. Keiko brought her arms up to encircle Kurama's neck, drawing him down for another kiss even as she felt the bed dip slightly, signifying that Hiei had rejoined them on the bed.

To further prove his presence, Keiko son felt a bandaged hand skim across her thigh, just below the hem of her skirt, the fingers slowly shifting higher and sending another wave of throbbing heat to pool at the center of her womanhood. She moaned against Kurama's mouth, her arms tightening around his neck and drawing him even nearer. She felt it when Kurama shifted slightly, bringing his body up and away from hers a bit, allowing him to trail his own hand down along her body to join Hiei's beneath her skirt.
Hiei felt Kurama's hand join his as Keiko's skirt was raised higher, but he was not doing it. Her thighs were so perfectly shaped. Slim, and stronger than they looked.
Kurama brushed by Hiei's hand, aiming towards the junction of her thighs. He captured the peak of one of her nipples just as his fingers gently brushed the cottony covering her womanhood. He heard her moan as he started pulling gently on her breast, giving a slightly more firm caress to the cotton covering his final destination. He pulled his mouth away to look at her face. Hiei was laying there as well, studying her expression. They both sent the same thought at the same time, it seemed. ~She's so beautiful.~ Kurama continued, ~We shall make sure she is treasured for all time, Hiei.~ Kurama bent down to her other breast, continuing his ministrations.
Hiei bent his mouth to Keiko's, tasting Keiko as well as a fainter rose. He deepened the kiss briefly, catching her moan as Kurama obviously did something lower. He trailed his mouth down her neck, giving a brief nip at the base of her neck before moving even lower. Kurama had her left breast in his mouth so Hiei grinned and took the one closer to him, her right. As he caught her nipple, licking it before he actually closed his mouth around it, he heard her moan loudly and his hand joined Kurama's in exploring the junction of her thighs. Kurama had his hand tucked under the band of elastic and was stroking her delicately.
Both demons could hear Keiko's moans of pleasure and they renewed their sensuous attack on the sensitive nubs of her breasts. Her hands came up, each one burying itselfa maa mass of either crimson or ebony silk, urging them to continue. Keiko gasped, arching sharply beneath them when Kurama gently inserted a finger into her moist depths and began stroking her teasingly.

Kurama drank in her moans as he suckled on her breast. Her hand was tangled in his long hair, but he didn't mind. He could feel his shoulder brush Hiei's and knew that he was also right with him. He tested Keiko's depths, delicately dipping one finger into her depths, feeling her core's wetness. He knew that Hiei had mated with her earlier. ~Was she a virgin? It's not important, I just need to know if she's tender.~
~No, she was not.~ Hiei growled back mentally, showing his anger at the detective. Hiei lifted his head from her breast where he had been suckling, feeling her hand tighten in his hair, trying to bring his mouth back to where it had been. He grinned up at her, and willingly complied with the silent request. He sent her the fond thought, ~Impatient, are you? Don't worry, love, we will not leave you wanting.~
Kurama caught the thought aimed at Keiko and felt the increase in wetness in response to the thought. Bringing a hand up, Kurama disentangled Keiko's fingers from his hair to allow himself to rise up in order to remove her skirt and panties, the last pieces of clothing she wore. Kurama watched as Hiei temporarily distracted her while he quickly removed his own lower clothing. Keiko whimpered as he moved away, but then shivered as she felt the cool air of the room caress her heated flesh intimately before a warmth settled between her legs. Her thighs parted instinctively, allowing Kurama to position himself at hetrantrance. Casting one last look at Hiei, in which he received an assuring nod, the kitsune allowed a groan to escape his lips as he eagerly began to lap at Keiko's core.
Keiko had thought she was suffering from overload before, but she was thrown into complete bliss. Hiei's mouth was on one breast, bringing his hand up to caress the other and Kurama's mouth at the most sensitive spot between her legs. She moaned loudly.
Hiei heard her. She was so innocent still, that he knew that with the double attention, she would not last long until she found satisfaction again. It touched him that Kurama was even now, still checking with him. He could not think of Keiko as strictly his any more. She was theirs. Theirs to protect, theirs to care for. They loved her. As Keiko cried out, finding her peak, he withdrew temporarily to let the kitsune finish his own mating.

Kurama sensed when Hiei withdrew and knew that he was doing so in order for him to complete the mating process between himself and Keiko. Already he could feel his youki yearning to infuse with the beautiful young woman that lay sprawled beneath him. Once her body had ended its spasmic dance of fulfillment, Kurama crawled up so that his hips nestled firmly in the cradle of Keiko's own, his throbbing shaft pressed intimately against her heated core.

Gasping for the breath that had been stolen from her when she'd came, Keiko opened her eyes to the glorious sight of Kurama's handsome features hovering above her, his intense gaze looking down at her as he rocked his hips slightly against hers. The friction caused electrified heat throughout her body, priming her for more intense pleasure. As her arms wrapped around Kurama's neck, Keiko's legs also wound their way around the kitsune's waist and she shuddered, moaning out Kurama's name, as she felt the tip of his hardened member slip into her welcoming depths.

Kurama closed his eyes as he entered her. It had been so long, and even then, never with someone that he truly loved. As he seated himself completely, he opened his eyes, seeing her head thrown back in abandonment. He savored the feeling of being within her at last. As he started to move within her depths, he loosened the hold that he had on his youki, letting it merge with her. He felt her emotions coming back to him, thus beginning the bonding process.
Hiei also felt the beginning of the bonding, much as it had been with his situation, it had actually begun with the dragon coming loose. The two looked so beautiful together.

As he watched the couple entangle themselves with one another, their bodies merging in the act of utmost passion, Hiei allowed his right hand to stray to his throbbing shaft. He hisas has his own hand brushed the hardened flesh, proof of how much he wanted to simply join the other two figures, now writhing on the bed. He had to hold himself back though and allow Kurama to make his claim on their mate. He wrapped his fingers around the sensitive member, tightening his grip into an almost painful hold as he slowly began to stroke himself in order to quell his rising lust. His eyes were glowing an even brighter red than normal as he heard Keiko cry out Kurama's name as she came yet again. He watched as she buried her fingers into his hair, momentarily clenching before releasing the silken strands to lower them in order to score his smooth back with her nails.
He grunted as he heard Kurama's moan of approval as she marked him, as the redhead lowered his mouth to the crook of her neck and began laving the flesh with long, thorough sweeps of his tongue.He could feel Keiko through their link, feel her thoughts drift momentarily to him and he smiled as his hand quickened its pace. Even in the midst of passion, he remained foremost in her thoughts, as it should be as he was her primary mate. Kurama would be her secondary, and though no less important, this thought proved to be enough to push Hiei over the edge and he came as he muffled his moans into a plush pillow.
Despite having his face buried in the pillow, the sound of Hiei's muffled moan reached Keiko and Kurama's ears. The knowledge that Hiei was there and watching them became a keen thing, the thought causing both to become aroused even more. Kurama quickened his pace, his hips thrusting more violently against Keiko as he strove to bring her to climax once more before their mating was complete. He could already feel their energies merging, changing and settling within one another once again. Finally, he felt Keiko's spasming inner muscles constrict even more around him and he lost it as she once again raked her nails down his back. Throwing his head back, Kurama cried out his mate's name as the dragon that had unwove itself from Keiko's arm wrapped itself around the two.

Hiei opened his eyes lazily and looked toward the two beside him on the bed, his eyes widening at what he saw. The sadowly form of Keiko's dragon was now bathed in a soft green glow that seemed to run down the ridge of the Makai creature's back. The glowing intensified at the sound of Kurama's final cry of ecstacy before it burst out in a bright display of light, forcing Hiei to close his eyes momentarily. When the glowing disperced, he looked back in time to see Kurama collapse upon Keiko, both gasping for breath lost due to their exertions. Hiei's eyes travelled over the two new mates and he couldn't help but smile proudly, but as his gaze reached Keiko's arm, he felt a gasp of shock being pulled from his lips.
The dragon was once more riding the length of Keiko's lower arm. But not only that, Hiei noted with some fascination, there was a new addition to Keiko's tattoo. Now running along the ridge of the dragon's back was a bright green vine-like marking, travelling up the length of the dragon's back and coming to a stop at the head which rested on the back of Keiko's hand.

There, resting on the sleeping dragon's forehead, was a single red rose.
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