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Hydra	By : Rosids Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male > Yusuke/Kuwabara Views: 2413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was August again. Yumi was a few months over two years old and the summer season was sweeping Japan with freakish heat waves. Tokyo had experienced a high of 105°F and Sarayashiki had been stuck around 100°F all week. They had every window in the house covered and the air conditioning on high.

“Yuusuke, has Hiei stopped by lately?”

While Kuwabara hadn’t seen Hiei since Yumi’s first birthday, he had continued to find odd little hints that the hiyoukai had been in their home. The linoleum in the downstairs had curled beside the sink, a few of the kitchen knives had warped handles and one of Kuwabara’s favorite shirts had a few singe marks on it. Yuusuke was holding Yumi as they all sat at the kitchen table. “Nope. I’ve seen him at Kurama’s apartment a few times over the past few months but that’s it. Why do you ask?”

Kuwabara didn’t really believe Yuusuke. If Hiei was making this into some weird game, Kuwabara refused to let himself be too confused. “No reason. I just thought he would want to see Yumi.” It was probably some weird training exercise, anyways. Something about catching Hiei stealing socks or something.

“What? Really? Did Hiei show you some sensitive side during that trainin’ you did?” Yuusuke laughed and bounced Yumi on his knee, “Mama, beans!” They were all twisting the husks and silk from cobs of corn Kurama had gifted to them. Kuwabara suspected Kurama had grown the vegetables himself.

“No, honey, this is all corn. We’re going to roast it out back on the grill,” Kuwabara explained, while he carefully picked those irritating strands of ‘silk’ from the ear of corn in his hand. Yuusuke scoffed, helping Yumi to peel the husk off another cob.

“I don’t see why. It’d be hot enough to roast these indoors if we turned the A/C off. Although I gotta admit, I find this weather pretty comfortable.” Yuusuke kissed the top of his daughters head. “Yumi’s been okay too, haven’t you, Princess?”

Yumi nodded her head, ponytails bobbing. “My dress is comfy too, daddy.”

“What about you? I would have thought you would be melting,” The way Yuusuke grinned at Kuwabara still made the redhead feel flustered.

“I’m alright. I guess wearing all these tank-tops has been a help.” Kuwabara shrugged, finishing off his last piece of corn.

“Says the guy who got a sunburn in December.”

“Hey! It was windburn on my cheeks!”

“Yeah, right."

Kuwabara huffed and got up from the table, gathering the cleaned corn into a big pot they had set aside for it. “Tease someone else for once, Urameshi.” His tone came out snappish and irritated, which Kuwabara caught at once. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s been getting into me lately.”

Yuusuke raised a brow, “What are you talking about? I mean, you have been kinda snippy lately, but I thought you were just being fried by this heat.”

Kuwabara’s face went red enough that the stubble on his jawline stood out in stark relief. “Sorry...” Muttered again as he collected the corn husks and silk to throw it away. He really had been feeling strangely lately; snippy yes but also full of odd doubts and misgivings. As if he was making a mistake in being with Yuusuke.

It was like his brain was out of his own control, or out of his own personality where everything he did or had ever done felt like the wrong thing to even do. As if he was unsure about even dating only one man before getting together with Yuusuke. It was horridly unnerving but Kuwabara couldn’t help himself.

“Never mind, Kuwabara. Just take care of yourself, or I’ll have to.” Yuusuke shrugged, and kissed Yumi’s cheek again.

The heat was not nearly as terrible as Kuwabara had thought it would be. Kuwabara had grilled their food while Yuusuke played in a small pool with Yumi, the duo in a little swimming suit and swimming trunks that matched. A bright yellow and green pattern Yumi had picked out happily, a pattern that made Kuwabara’s eyes water. Kuwabara spent an hour more outside, enjoying the mild day even after his family had gone back indoors. He even fired up the lawnmower and mowed the back and front lawns of the house Yuusuke had bought with Keiko before Yumi’s birth.

When he returned indoors, sweat-soaked and red in the face, Yuusuke was there with a towel and a glass of ice water. He laid a hand on Kuwabara’s shoulder while the redhead wiped his face. “Whoa! Were you in the sun this entire time?” Yuusuke asked, eyes wide and his fingers twitched against Kuwabara’s shoulder.

“Yeah. It was a nice day! I wanted to enjoy it.”

“Kuwabara, you are burning up. It got up to a hundred today! Here I was thinking you were just downstairs in the basement. Doing laundry or something, like you usually do.” Yuusuke pursed his lips, but Kuwabara laughed and slung his towel over one shoulder.

“I’m fine, I tell you! Yuusuke, you must have heard wrong, it really cooled off after you and Yumi-chan went in.”

Yuusuke rolled his eyes. “Fine, if you want to sear your wits outta your head, that’s none of my business.” He reached up to grab Kuwabara’s collar and pulled Kuwabara down into a kiss. “Just make sure your brain is working tonight. Called Kurama, he’s going to watch Yumi for us.”

While his head was a bit warm, Kuwabara’s face went hot at that. “Uh...Remind me to send Kurama a fruit basket soon."

"He'd probably prefer something living."

"True."

The remainder of the day passed in a blur of a headache that came on fast and painful, like someone had stabbed the inside of his forehead. Kuwabara ignored it. He took four aspirin and made jokes about paying Kurama, when the kitsune arrived to take their daughter. Yuusuke's hand in his, Yuusuke's hands running over his bare skin and then Yuusuke inside of him was all Kuwabara was really aware of. His head felt odd, fuzzy and fevered as he clutched at Yuusuke's shoulders. "Urameshi," Moaned loudly, their sheets sticking to his back while Yuusuke fucked him slowly, almost carefully. He had wanted this for so many years, to be pinned to a bed while Urameshi Yuusuke fucked him silly and right now, all he could think of was how much his head was killing him.

"Kuwabara?" Yuusuke's voice sounded muffled, and Kuwabara flinched when the other man touched his face. Kuwabara winced, eyes hooded as he looked up at Yuusuke. he let out a whine that turned into a growl when Yuusuke pulled out of him, kneeling between Kuwabara's legs. "Kazuma? Are you okay?"

"Your hands feel like ice..." Kuwabara mumbled, and struggled to sit up. Kuwabara finally got a look at himself; his chest and stomach were flushed beet red. He was sweating so much that his hair was stuck to his forehead and cheeks. Yuusuke was saying something, but all Kuwabara could see was the fact his feet had just burst into flame.

"What the hell!" Yuusuke was off the bed with a shout, scooping Kuwabara into his arms. They were in the bathroom in a flash, and Kuwabara was dropped right in the tub.

Kuwabara finally came to his wits once the shower was on full blast and cold water over his head. "Kuwabara, you're steaming!" Yuusuke's eyes were the size of plates as he gawked down at Kuwabara, who felt more unraveled than when he had seen Yuusuke die.

"W-what's going on? Urameshi, what's happening to me?"

"I dunno! Shit, hold on, I'm gonna call Kurama!" Kuwabara clutched the edges of the tub, listening to Yuusuke running off. His heart hadn't beat this fast since he had become a youkai. His hands were causing the enamel to creak, groaning under the heat his skin was giving off. Only tucking his fingers under his arms have Kuwabara a semblance of control of this situation.

"Okay, Kurama's coming over. He's goingto drop Yumi at Shizuru's place first," Yuusuke returned to the bathroom with a bag of ice from the freezer. He was still naked, and Kuwabara felt tears well up when the other man dumped that ice over his feet. It melted instantly, but it still felt as if the skin was being peeled off his bones.

"Sorry. Kurama said to keep you as cold as I could," Yuusuke explained, giving Kuwabara an apologetic look. Yuusuke snatched a towel off the bar near the tub and wrapped it around his hips. "Are you okay? Fuck, what am I sayin', your feet just caught fire!"

"I'm alright, Urameshi." Kuwabara's lie was obvious, but it seemed to calm Yuusuke down enough. "S-see, my feet aren't blistered or anything! That fire didn't really burn me."

"It burnt me though. Look," Yuusuke lifted one leg, pointing out a burn that was already healing, but had been a second degree burn. "Kuwabara, this is weird. This is weirder than being a ghost." He touched Kuwabara's arm under the spray of the shower, and Kuwabara winced. Yuusuke's fingers felt like they were cutting through his skin!

Yuusuke snatched his hand back, and stared wide-eyed at the imprint his fingers had left behind. Kuwabara was taken aback at the worried look on Yuusuke's face, then there was a flare of youki and a shout from downstairs. "Idiots!" Hiei was standing in the doorway within moments, glowering. "Kurama informed me that Kuwabara produced his own flames?"

Yuusuke's face scrunched up. "How? Did he finally get you to carry a cell phone?"

Hiei's expression mirrored Yuusuke's. "What is a chell-phoon? I was in his home."

"Why?"

Hiei only glowered again, and peeked into the tub at Kuwabara. "You are radiating more heat than you should be capable of."

"Like I told Kurama, we were fucking and he go all hot and his feet caught the sheets on fire." Hiei let out a repulsed sound, and Yuusuke laughed. "Come on, help us out, Hiei!"

"I cannot help that which I do not understand. Stop your smiling."

"Nope. If you're here, means you're worried about us. You like us, don't you, Hiei?" Yuusuke teased, grinning wide. Kuwabara cleared his throat, and had a sheepish look on his face when Yuusuke and Hiei finally paid him attention.

"I'm still smouldering over here, you know..."

"You are not smouldering. You are boiling, that is different." Hiei's hands were on Kuwabara's arm instantly. The redhead would have blushed if his face wasn't already red. Hiei's hands were smaller than Yuusuke's, but rough. His fingertips were so blunt and square. "Your flesh is not accustomed to this release of youki." Hiei ran a finger up the inside of Kuwabara's forearm. "Your body liquids and fats are beginning to cook."

"Wait a fucking minute, are you saying he's cooking himself?!" Yuusuke was already on his feet and leaning close to Hiei. Kuwabara knew that furious expression was one hiding worry.

"Yes. I must knock you out. You are incapable of restraining your own youki. If you are unconscious, you may live." Hiei pulled his sword free from beneath his cloak and Kuwabara balked.

"I'm not letting you hit me with that thing!"

"Then I will choke you. It will not hurt."

Yuusuke spluttered, "Get your hands off Kuwabara! He's naked, you're-"

"Hiei, step away from the tub." Kurama's voice startled them all, even if Yuusuke and Hiei instantly parted to allow him room. "Yuusuke, retrieve a cup of water, please." Kurama pulled a seed from his tangled hair, growing it into a thick leafed seedling. He plucked the leaves, and chewed them.

By the time Yuusuke was back with a glass of tap-water, the kitsune was on one knee beside the tub. "Kuwabara-kun, open your mouth." He gave Kuwabara one of those smiles that made Kuwabara feel like a little kid being doted on by a favorite teacher. Kuwabara grimaced when the kitsune rolled the leaf he had chewed up into a ball and pressed it against Kuwabara's tongue.

"Swallow, please." Kuwabara chugged down the glass of water, and nearly as soon as Kurama had the cup back in hand, Kuwabara was unconscious.
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