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‘Memories of a Lost Love’ is the sequel to ‘Hiei & Kurama, a Love Story’. This is the second story of a four story arc. Even though it is a sequel it can stand alone. I’ll be posting this in three chapters.
This is posted with special thanks to Lady Laran for being the only new reviewer to this arc. Thank you also to zekesbabe & kerryann for your continued support.
‘HIEI & KURAMA A LOVE STORY’ The title says it all. Pure love story that delves back into the past to see how I think K&H came together.
‘MEMORIES OF A LOST LOVE’ This brings back a lost love and adds a new (and kinky) twist to our favorite lover's love life. This one is for Kuronue fans.
‘DEMON FAMILY’ Yes, the hottest guys in anime get a family of their own, but make no mistake, they are all man inside and out and no one will get pregnant.
‘A GIFT OF LOVE’ Strange things happen when Kurama messes with the natural order of things. Remember when I said no one would get pregnant? I lied.
Together these stories form a saga spanning thirty years before Yoko is killed by the hunter to almost a century after the end of the series. Don’t worry, for you Yusuke x Keiko, Kuwabara x Yukina and Koenma x Botan fans I don’t forget about them though they are not the primary focus of these stories.
MEMORIES OF A LOST LOVE - Chapter 1
Story… Dreams… ‘Thoughts’
I smile to myself as I see the look of pure pleasure that crosses my lover’s face. He is always so beautiful as he steals away with the shiny treasures he loves so much. The only time he is more beautiful is when we are making love. Being both his partner and his lover means I get to enjoy his beauty frequently.
He turns to smile at me now as we make our escape from a castle that was thought to be theft proof. Of course for us this job is child’s play, for my lover just happens to be Yoko Kurama, the legendary bandit and best thief in the Makai. As his partner I am fast making a name for myself as a thief as well.
We have left the castle and are making our way through a bamboo field when something brushes against my neck and my most treasured keepsake is torn away. I know he calls to me as I turn back for it, but I must get it back, for he gave it to me. Just as it is within my reach I feel a searing pain go through me, I feel my life draining away. Again I know he calls to me but it is too late, I tell him to run, to save himself, but before he is gone I see a look I have never seen on my lover’s face, his smile is gone replaced by a look of pure fear and I hear him cry my name one last time … …“KURONUE!”
“Ah…” Hiei woke with a start. He turned quickly to see Kurama still sleeping peacefully at his side, unaware that his mate had just had a very disturbing dream. Confused, Hiei quietly slipped from the futon and padded over to the large chair by the window. ‘What the hell was that dream about? It seemed so real. Why would Kurama, no… Yoko, call me Kuronue?’
Hiei, bothered by the strange dream, was still deep in thought as dawn approached. Kurama, missing the warmth of his fire demon mate, found him sitting in their big chair looking with unseeing eyes and a frown on his brow out into the Makai forest.
“Hiei, is everything alright?” Kurama asked softly.
Startled for the second time that night Hiei nearly jumped at the sound of his fox’s voice. Hiei replied without really making eye contact with the Youko. “Hn. Just couldn’t sleep.”
With a sly grin and a sultry voice Hiei’s beautiful silver Youko lover pulled him from the chair and into his arms. “You mean I didn’t tire you out enough last night Koibito? You should have woken me. I’m always willing to do whatever it takes to make sure you sleep like a fire baby.”
With a none too gentle swat on his fox’s behind Hiei growled. “Then get your fuzzy tailed ass in that bed and show me Kitsune.”
Kurama playfully jumped then proceeded to do just that, after which Hiei took a long dreamless nap.
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I bite my lip as I gaze up at the look of shear pleasure on my lover’s face. He is so beautiful, his head thrown back, eyes closed, his glorious silver mane cascading around us as he rides me to a place we can only reach together. My lover must have sensed me watching him for his golden eyes are locked with mine now as we approach our final destination. No longer able to hold his beautiful gaze my eyes close and I cry out his name as I am filled with ecstasy. “Yoko!” He too reaches the end of our pleasure journey with a final cry… “Kuro!”
Hiei’s eyes snap open. ‘Not again!’ Breathing hard, and more than a little aroused from the intense lovemaking he had just dreamed, the fire demon tried to get up.
Knowing his mate had not been sleeping well, Kurama woke the moment Hiei tried to move away from him. Pulling an almost reluctant Hiei back into his arms the fox couldn’t fail to notice his mate’s arousal. “Hiei-Koi, were you dreaming of me?”
“Hn. Always my Fox.” Hiei lay back as Kurama moved over him.
“Well, let’s see if I can live up to your dreams Koibito.” As Kurama kissed his way down his neck, Hiei sighed in acceptance. He knew this would be a replay of the dream he had just had, he just prayed that at the end of this waking dream it was “Hiei” his fox cried, not the name of his dead lover.
Hiei was brought from his thoughts when Kurama’s mouth closed over his erection. Long silver hair caressed his thighs as Kurama’s talented mouth pleasured him. Only a few minutes passed before Kurama moved up to straddle Hiei’s hips and he lowered himself over his mate.
Minutes or hours could have passed as Hiei watched Kurama ride him. Biting his lip Hiei tried to control his passion as he watched his mate. He smiled as the Youko threw his head back in pleasure a moment before golden eyes opened to look down at his lover. Hiei’s hand reached for Kurama’s erection and both demons closed their eyes as they gave in to their pleasure.
Hiei held on just long enough to hear Kurama cry out “Hiei!” before crying out his own climax. “Kurama!”
As the lovers lay nestled in each other’s arms, basking in the proverbial afterglow of their lovemaking a hand played across the muscles on Hiei’s chest. Kurama didn’t see the frown on his lover’s brow.
With a deep breath Hiei asked the question that had been plaguing him since the dreams began. “Kurama, will you tell me about Kuronue?”
The hand caressing his chest stopped. “Hiei, were you reading my thoughts? I was just thinking about him a few minutes ago.”
Annoyed, Hiei pulled out of Kurama’s arms. “While we were making love?”
‘Good work Kurama, not the best time to tell your mate you were thinking of an old lover.’ Hurriedly Kurama tried to reassure him. “Well, Hiei-Koi, once in a while you do something that reminds me of him. Now, don’t misunderstand, I love you, and not because you remind me of him, you don’t. It’s just that… sometimes you do.”
Moving to the edge of the futon so his fox couldn’t see his face Hiei asked over his shoulder, “What did I do just now to remind you of him?”
Hesitantly, Kurama answered. “I looked down at you, right before the end, and you were biting your lip, trying to concentrate on me. Kuro used to do that, bite his lip to take his mind off what we were doing so he could watch me. I’ve never seen you do it before.”
When Hiei didn’t respond right away, Kurama moved up behind him, wrapping his arms around his love. “Koibito, please don’t be upset, you know you are the only one I desire when we make love.”
Hiei turned into his fox’s embrace. “I’m not upset Fox and I didn’t read your thoughts. I’d never do that without your consent.”
Kurama pulled back a little to look at his mate. “Hiei, if you didn’t read my thoughts, why the sudden interest in Kuro?”
‘Think fast unless you want to tell him about the dreams.’ Hiei brushed Kurama’s hair away from his eyes. “I can tell you’ve been thinking about him lately and I was curious. You’ve never told me much about him accept that he was your partner and lover. Other than that all I know is that he died.”
Nervously, Kurama began to make the bed. “Yeah, I guess I have been thinking about him. It’s coming up on the anniversary of his death, the two hundredth anniversary Hiei. He was my lover and my partner for twenty seven years, he was very special to me. I can’t help thinking about him at this time.”
Not sure of Hiei’s reaction to his last statement, Kurama picked up his clothes, left the tree house, and went to the stream to bathe. It wasn’t long before Hiei joined him. Silently they bathed, dressed and gathered fruit for breakfast.
As Hiei watched Kurama eat he considered letting the subject drop. He didn’t know his Youko and Kuronue had been together for so long. Hiei and Kurama had only been back together for eighteen years. Even adding the year they were together before Yoko died, Kuronue’s claim was still longer.
‘No, I can’t let it go. I have to know if what I’ve been dreaming about was real. Maybe if he tells me about his death and it doesn’t match my dream then I’ll let it go.’
When his fox finally looked up and met his eyes Hiei found the nerve to ask the question that had been haunting him for the last week. “Kurama, would it upset you to tell me how Kuronue died?”
Kurama gave Hiei a shy smile. “It might upset me a little Hiei, but I will still tell you.”
Looking away Kurama thought back to that fateful day. “A demon named Sito owned a castle west of Gandura. He bragged that his security was so good that it was theft proof. Needless to say, for me, that was like daring me to rob him. We went in and grabbed a few meaningless treasures; you know the kind I like, all shiny. We were running and laughing as we left the castle, it was such fun.”
The wistful smile that had touched Kurama’s lips suddenly faded. “Then suddenly he turned back. The pendant I had given him on our twentieth anniversary had caught on something and the chain broke. I called to him to leave it but he wouldn’t. That’s when Sito’s guards spotted us. Kuro was impaled by a bamboo shoot. It must have struck an artery because the blood just drained from him. He called to me, told me to run, to save myself. All I could do was cry out his name. I know if I had gone back we would have both died, but even now, I still regret that decision. Later when it quieted down I went back. They just left him there. I took him home and buried him then I went back one last time. After finding the pendant that had cost my lover his life, I spread seeds for some of my most deadly plants around the castle and made them grow. The castle is still abandoned today, believed to be cursed, as all who enter… die.”
Hiei sat in silence as Kurama told the tale of Kuronue’s death, shocked at how closely it resembled the first dream. Hiei never looked at Kurama’s face as his lover’s voice changed from joy, to anguish then deepened to the voice of Yoko Kurama as he told of his revenge for his lover’s death.
After Kurama finished Hiei looked at him. Kurama’s eyes were distant, as if that last day with Kuronue were being played out before him. As Hiei watched, a lone tear ran down the fox’s cheek. Knowing he was to blame for his mate’s distress Hiei reached for him, pulling him into his arms. Feeling the comfort of Hiei’s embrace Kurama released the tight hold he had on his emotions and for the first time in centuries allowed his tears to flow freely for the love he had lost so many years ago.
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From the blissful look on my lover’s face he must have liked the special way I chose for us to spend our twentieth anniversary. On the outskirts of Gandura there is a little known place that, for a price, will cater to its customer’s every desire. And my lover had many desires. The room was perfect. Decorated in rich colors, with bold furniture, there were plush pillows scattered across a large four-poster bed and music softly played in the background.
A small table was set for two, an elegant meal on the side bar with special wine to quench our thirst. All this, and what drew my lover’s attention? All the shiny treasures I had them litter the room with before we arrived. Not one was larger than the palm of his hand. This was so it would be easier for my Youko to sneak them into the overnight bag we had brought, for I knew that is where they would end up.
I was right of course. The evening progressed as planned. We ate and tiny, jeweled statues disappeared. We danced and one by one gold and silver baubles were tucked away. Last but not least, as we made our way to the bed for a wild and memorable night of pleasure, small crystal figures found their way into our bag wrapped gently in our traveling clothes. I wonder if I will ever know if the pleasure I see in hi golden eyes is from sneaking away with all those shiny treasures or from our lovemaking.
Suddenly my lover jumps from the bed, carefully digging in the now overstuffed bag he brings out a small wrapped package. Wearing only the smile I love so much he presents it to me. Inside, nestled in black velvet is a beautiful red pendant. One I had greatly admired on a very large, very powerful demon we had robbed a few months before. It was reported that the demon never took it off, even slept with it. We never found it or him when we robbed him. I don’t even want to contemplate how he got it. As he places it around my neck I pull him down to properly thank him for my gift. Later as we drift off into an exhausted sleep the last thing I hear my Youko sigh… “I love you Kuro.”
‘The dreams don’t startle me anymore.’ Hiei realized this as he woke from yet another dream. At first seeing his mate’s pleasure as he called out another man’s name had really disturbed Hiei. It was hard to believe that after only two weeks he had grown accustom to it.
Knowing if he tried to get up he would disturb Kurama, who had become a very light sleeper since the dreams had started, Hiei stayed where he was. Cuddled in his lover’s arms soft red hair tickling at his nose.
Since their return to Makai seventeen years ago Kurama rarely changed to his softer human Shuuichi form. He only changed now at the occasional special request of his mate. After his human mother Shiori died, Kurama had walked away from his human life and never looked back. Last night was one of the rare times Hiei had asked for the redhead. Hiei had thought that a break from his Youko mate might just quell the dreams of him with his dead lover. It hadn’t worked.
As morning came Hiei looked into the deep green eyes he had grown to love so much. “I missed you Fox.”
Kurama had not changed back yet sensing that Hiei might still need the patient and compassionate 'Shuuichi' a little longer. With a soft smile he brushed his fingers across the fire demon’s cheek and lips. “I will always be right here if you need me Hiei-Koi.”
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The redhead had patiently waited until early evening trying to draw out whatever might be bothering his husband before giving up and changing back to his demon form. ‘If Hiei really needs Shuuichi, he’ll ask for him.’
It took Hiei most of the day to work up the courage to ask the silver Youko about Kuronue again. He considered talking to his redheaded fox but decided against it. ‘Kuronue was Yoko’s lover not Shuuichi’s.’
A little while ago Hiei had noticed, it seemed for the first time, small trinkets littering the shelves where some of Kurama’s precious pictures were held. Almost seventy years ago when he and Yoko had first lived here there had been no pictures or trinkets, nothing sentimental in the tree house at all. ‘It must be a side-effect from his being human for so long.’
The pictures he understood, several were of their friends, or family as they now considered them, from their days as Reikai Tantei. One was of Yusuke and Keiko with their son; another was Yukina and Kuwabara with their three girls. A few were of Hiei with a redheaded Kurama and several were of Kurama’s family, especially Shiori his human mother. There was even a special one Hiei had needed Koenma’s help to get as there were no cameras in Makai; it was of his beautiful Youko taken at the dark tournament.
What he didn’t understand were the trinkets, or ‘treasures‘, as his Youko mate would call them. When he saw them earlier he felt sick. They were just like the treasures from last nights dream. This was the opening he had been waiting for. “Kurama, where did all these little trinkets come from?”
Kurama’s answer was casual. “Oh, I had them put away in one of my dens.”
‘Damn it Fox! I finally want you to talk and that’s all I get?’ Taking a deep breath he tried again. “But where did you get them? From some job you did?”
With a little chuckle Kurama met his gaze. “So curious these days Hiei. I normally wouldn’t want to upset you but since you’ve asked me to tell you more about Kuro I will. They were a gift from him.”
The fox then told him of the special way they had celebrated their anniversary. By the time Kurama finished Hiei wasn’t sure he could breathe. His mate had just described last nights dream, right down to the last detail. Only one thing remained to be seen.
“You told me before that you went back for the pendant, can I see it?” Hiei waited as Kurama hesitated, then went to his treasure box to remove the pendant. The fox held it for a moment, with a distant look in his eyes, before passing it to Hiei.
Now he really couldn’t breathe. It was the pendant form the first dream, the one he saw again last night. “Why haven’t you ever shown me these things before?”
With a smile Kurama took the pendant and lovingly placed it back in his treasure box. “Well Hiei-Koi, I wasn’t sure how you would react, me keeping things from an old lover. It’s not like I hid them. My treasures have been on the shelves for several years now, you just never asked where they came from before. You’re not upset that I kept them are you?”
Hiei thought a moment. No it really didn’t upset him. Actually, he kind of liked that Kurama had kept what he was beginning to think of as his pendant. “No fox, keep your ‘treasures’, they can’t hurt us.”
Hiei looked away. ‘At least I don’t think they can.’
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Dreams… fantasies created by the subconscious mind. They could be pleasurable, entertaining, frightening and even real, in the form of memories.
The dreams Hiei was having were very pleasurable memories. The problem was they weren’t his memories, but those of Kurama’s dead lover, Kuronue.
At first he thought the jagon might be feeding off of Kurama’s memories since he was the star in each of the dreams, so he strengthened the ward over the jagon. The dreams still came. Then he convinced his somewhat reluctant fox to spend a few days visiting their family in the Ningenkai, alone. Still the dreams continued.
Then last night his theory was shot down. His fox was still the star of the dream, but there was no possibility he could have any memory of it. The Chimera, not unlike his fire demon counterpart, had stalked Kurama for some time before they met. Kuronue had followed and watched him from afar and, just as Hiei had, been physically attracted to the Youko without ever having spoken to him.
Hiei now knew the dreams were not Kurama’s memories. The big question was how was it possible for him to have Kuronue’s memories. As he entered Reikai he hoped Koenma would have some answers.
Koenma worked hard to hide his amusement. Standing before him was Hiei, master swordsman, owner of a jagon eye, and wielder of the dragon of the darkness flame, one of the most feared and respected demons in the three worlds. Hiei, fidgeting, nervous, unable to hold eye contact, looking much like an errant child standing in the principle’s office.
The fire demon was asking about Kurama’s old partner, Kuronue. ‘Wait a minute, why does he want to know about him? I better handle this very carefully or I might get to meet his dragon up close and personal.’ Koenma’s fun was suddenly over.
“So you want to know what happened to Kuronue’s soul? Why?” It was Koenma’s turn to be nervous.
Hiei knew he was stretching the truth a little, but he wasn’t ready to tell anyone about the dreams yet. “It’s been two hundred years, my Fox deserves to know what happened to him. Besides, you owe him and you know it.”
‘It’s been two hundred years already? How the hell did this happen?’ Koenma was sweating now. “Well, ah, you know Hiei, information like that might not be so easy to find. It will need to be researched and cross-referenced, and then there’s the backlog of paperwork. It will take time, yeah, lots of time.”
Jorge, who had been sorting the papers on Koenma’s desk, was trying to get his boss’s attention. “Koenma sir?”
Under his breath Koenma hissed. “Shut up Ogre.”
“But Koenma sir? Don’t you already know…?”
Koenma jumped on his desk and hit the blue Ogre over the head. “I SAID SHUT UP JORGE!”
The junior ruler of Reikai then ushered a confused Hiei to the door. “You just can’t get good help anymore. I’ll have to get back to you on that request Hiei.”
After Hiei left, Koenma leaned back on the closed door in relief before chasing after Jorge. “That was a close one. What were you trying to do, turn me into dragon chow?”
On the run, Jorge tried to reason with his angry boss. “But Koenma sir, you know where Kuronue is. Why didn’t you just tell Hiei? He said it was for Kurama, and Kurama is always so nice to me. Not mean, like some one else I could name.”
Koenma stopped, serious now. “Don’t you understand you stupid Ogre? It’s the two hundredth anniversary of his death and his lover wants to find him.”
Jorge crossed his eyes and frowned as he thought for a moment. Then the light bulb went on over his head. “Oh, Koenma sir! This is bad, real bad! Poor Kurama, what will he do?”
Sucking madly on his pacifier, Koenma went back to his desk. “The real question is, what am I going to do?”
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Sunbathing in the tall Makai grass after a leisurely swim was one of Kurama’s favorite ways to relax on a warm afternoon. Today he was anything but relaxed. His swim had been vigorous, trying to release some of the tension he was feeling. Now he lay there, fondling the tear gems at his neck, his thoughts troubled.
Hiei was keeping something from him. He knew Hiei hadn’t slept well in weeks, though he tried to hide it. Last week his fire demon had even sent him away for a couple days. Hiei had insisted it was time to visit their family in the Ningenkai, then made up an excuse to come home alone, leaving Kurama behind in the Ningenkai. Then this morning Hiei was acting strange, almost nervous. When he finally went out, Kurama tracked him as best he could, since Hiei was so fast, but lost him when he felt him open a portal and then his ki signature disappeared. That meant, whatever was going on took his mate out of the Makai into either the Ningenkai or Reikai, Kurama didn’t know which.
In the past Hiei’s secrets had hurt them, even broken them up twice, so Kurama was worried. ‘Damn it Hiei, why are you doing this to us again?’
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When Hiei got home he found his mate, as he often did, sprawled naked in the grass, gazing up at the sky. He approached his fox cautiously. He knew Kurama felt him arrive, but he wasn’t pounced on sight, and Kurama always pounced. He really knew he was in trouble when he saw Kurama fondling the tear gems. He only did that when his thoughts were serious and he wanted to talk.
Sitting down next to his mate Hiei leaned over for a kiss, which Kurama accepted with less than his usual enthusiasm. The fire demon caressed one of the Youko’s soft ears. “Is something wrong Fox?”
“I wouldn’t know Hiei, why don’t you tell me.” The hand on his ear stilled. When Hiei didn’t answer right away Kurama brushed the hand away from his ear, sat up swishing his tail over his lap and faced his mate. “Keeping secrets is bad enough, don’t you dare think about lying to me!”
Wide eyed at the angry tone of Kurama’s voice, Hiei took a deep breath before he responded. “Hn. What do you want to know?”
Kurama was more than a little annoyed. “Don’t do this Hiei. Don’t make me drag every word out of you. Let’s start with why haven’t you been able to sleep?”
Hiei couldn’t look Kurama in the eye, he would answer but he wouldn’t tell him everything. “A few weeks ago I started having dreams. They bothered me at first, you know I don’t dream very often. You are in all the dreams Fox. Before you overreact, they aren’t bad, just dreams. Next question.”
Kurama was unable to keep the hurt out of his voice as he asked the next question. “Why did you get rid of me last week?”
Hiei tried to reach for Kurama but his fox pulled away. “Damn it Fox, I didn’t get rid of you! The jagon might have been getting the dreams form you. Making the ward stronger didn’t help and I wasn’t leaving you here alone while I tested my theory, so I took you to the Ningenkai where you would be safe. The dreams didn’t stop while you were gone so I brought you back home with me, where you belong. Next question.”
The Youko wasn’t entirely happy with the answers he was getting but went on. “I know you left Makai today, where did you go and why?”
This question was going to be a little harder to evade. As Kurama had said, secrets were one thing but he would not outright lie to his mate. “Kurama, eighteen years ago I promised never to lie to you again, and I won’t. I went to Reikai to ask Koenma for some information. I didn’t tell him about the dreams but the information I asked for might help me figure out why I’m having them. I worked hard to earn back your trust and have never betrayed it. I’m asking you to trust me now. Give me a chance to figure out why the dreams are happening. I give you my word Kurama, nothing is wrong, and I will tell you everything as soon as I know myself.”
Even though he knew Hiei wouldn’t outright lie to him Kurama was still hurt that his mate was keeping secrets. “Alright Hiei, I’ll let you keep your secrets for now, but I want you to know, it hurts that you’re shutting me out again.”
Kurama got up to leave but turned back to his mate sadly. “Secrets and lies destroyed our first mating and almost ruined our reconciliation, I’m not sure we could survive it again.”
Hiei sat alone in the grass thinking for a long time. He didn’t want his fox hurt. He knew digging up the Youko’s dead lover would hurt him, so telling Kurama about Kuronue’s memories without all the facts was not an option.
It was late when he made his way to the tree house to join his mate. As he got into bed he realized Kurama had his back to him. Thinking he was asleep, Hiei gently crawled up behind his mate and wrapped his arms around him. Nuzzling his face into soft silver hair, Hiei whispered. “I love you my beautiful Fox.”
Kurama smiled sadly, lacing his long fingers with Hiei’s and whispered back. “I love you too Firefly.”
Hiei didn’t dream that night. He was watching Kurama sleep while he tried to think of how to get through this without losing him. No matter what it took he wasn’t losing Kurama again, even if he had to rebury Kuronue himself.
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As I approach our den I see my lover sitting in the grass, head bent, long silver hair hiding his beautiful face from my view. He raises pain filled eyes to me as I sit beside him. He knows where I've been, what I've done. It never bothered him in the past. He knows I occasionally have a craving for female companionship. Recently, since our anniversary, he minds. I don't want to hurt him but I'm not sure I can give them up and have him as my only lover, but for him I'll try.
I reach for him and he slaps me. I grab his hands holding them over his head as I force him back into the grass. He struggles, but I know he likes it and I get my way in the end. As I love him I know he has forgiven me again. I just hope he always will.
In the days since their talk, things between Hiei and Kurama were bit tense. They talked very little and hadn’t made love at all. Instinct drew them into each other’s arms only in sleep. The strain was starting to wear on Hiei as he woke from the latest dream. ‘So Kuronue wasn’t perfect either.’
Kurama woke when he felt his mate stir. He turned to look at Hiei but didn’t speak. It hurt being in the dark, but he would wait until Hiei was ready to talk.
Hiei reached out and stroked Kurama’s hair. “Yes Fox, I had another dream.”
The Youko turned into the caress. “Is it against the rules to ask what you dreamed about?”
Hoping to distract his love, Hiei moved his hand up to the fox’s sensitive ear. “No Fox, that’s okay. I’ll tell you what it was about just not all the details, not yet. It was about you, as they all are. You were upset, like you have been lately.”
Kurama assumed Hiei was the one he was upset with in the dream. “Will you tell me how you handled my being upset in the dream?”
“No Foxie, but I’ll show you.” With that Hiei ran his hands down Kurama’s arms, grabbed his wrists and pinned them over his head. Kurama’s eyes widened in surprise at the dominant move, but he only offered a token struggle. The fire demon proceeded to devour the fox’s lips and neck. Just like the dream, the writhing fox beneath him let Hiei know his lover didn’t object.
Almost before he knew what was happening Kurama found himself on his knees with his hands bound to the bed by Hiei’s belt. Not since Kuronue had Kurama allowed anyone such control over him. The sound of cloth tearing as his clothes were literally ripped from his body only served to excite the Youko.
As Hiei’s hands and mouth prepared him Kurama moaned in pleasure. “Gods Hiei enough! Just take me, I need you now.”
A moment later Kurama’s plea was granted when Hiei thrust himself deep into his lover’s body. This was not their usual lovemaking. Hiei feverishly plundered Kurama’s body eliciting some of the most sensual cries he’d ever heard from the Youko.
Try as he might Hiei couldn’t help but notice the Youko writhing beneath him was nearly the mirror image of the one in his dreams. The cries of pleasure were the same accept this time the name Kurama cried as he climaxed was his. “Hiei!”
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The tension between Hiei and his fox had lessened since they made love. The fire demon telling his mate a little about each dream had helped, especially when they reenacted the love scenes. He did not however dispel Kurama’s belief that he was the fox’s lover in the dreams.
Kurama was pleased his mate was having such sensual fantasies about him, but he knew there was more to it, otherwise why would these sexy dreams bother Hiei enough to seek Koenma’s help.
The fox sat on the futon watching his lover prepare to leave. “I want to go with you to Reikai. If Koenma tells you something bad, I want to be with you.”
Hiei sat on the edge of the futon and faced his anxious fox. “You can’t. I promised never to lie to you, I never promised not to lie to Koenma. I told him the information I want was for you, which isn’t a total lie but I want to know first. If it is bad, I want control over how you are told. Good or bad I will tell you, but I’m trying to keep you from getting hurt.”
The Youko reached out to hug Hiei. “I love that you want to protect me Sweetheart but I’m a big boy, I don’t need protecting. The only thing that can hurt me is if I were to lose you. Just tell me that’s not a possibility and I’ll let you go.”
“Nothing short of death could ever take me from you Kurama. I can’t imagine anything Koenma might tell me about the dreams that could cause my death. Now stop worrying. I’ll be back before you know it.” To take his mind off his worries, Hiei kissed his mate senseless before flitting off to Reikai.
Though dazed by the toe-curling kiss, Kurama wasn’t fooled. Something bigger than dreams was going on. ‘Why else would Hiei think he needs to protect me from dreams?’
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Still sitting on the futon long after Hiei left, Kurama started going over the last few weeks. He was looking for pre-dream and post-dream differences in Hiei. Some were obvious others came to him the more he thought. Suddenly he found a connection…Kuronue. ‘Why didn’t I notice this before?’
Over the years Hiei had done several things that made Kurama think of his old lover, but had written them off as coincidence. The obvious recent ones he thought were just because he was thinking of Kuro a lot lately and Hiei had wanted to know more about him. Now that he realized just how many ways his mate had reminded him of Kuro in the last few weeks, it had to be more than coincidence.
Hiei’s taste in food had changed. The fire demon who usually ate mostly fruits and vegetables had been eating a lot of meat lately. Kuro loved meat and rarely ate vegetables.
When they were in the Ningenkai he had turned down Yukina’s special chocolate-cherry cake, Hiei loved her cake and could never say no to his sister. He also turned down Kurama’s offer to get his precious sweet snow. Kuro didn’t have Hiei’s sweet tooth.
Hiei was possessive of his mate but rarely showed jealousy. Hiei had snapped at two ningens who had openly admired the beautiful redhead and even growled at Yusuke when he put a reassuring arm around him on their last visit. Kuro was always fiercely jealous.
Then there were the girls. Kurama had thought he was imagining things but he would have sworn Hiei had checked out the girls when they were at the temple, the Youko’s least favorite trait in his old lover.
The usually quiet Hiei had been almost talkative, particularly late at night as they lay in each other’s arms and frequently about Kuronue who himself was always talkative in bed. Kurama loved to pounce both his lovers. Kuro had loved it and usually laughed and played along. Hiei, who usually grumbled about it, though not whole-heartedly, had been quite playful when pounced the last few weeks.
Even in their love making Kurama could see Kuro’s influence. Hiei had been biting his lip while watching his lover’s pleasure. Both lovers enjoyed a very active and sometimes kinky sex life but since sharing the dreams with Kurama, Hiei had been experimenting with mild bondage. Enjoying the fox held down or tied up. Again things Hiei had not done in the past but Kuro liked often.
The similarity Kurama should have caught on to sooner though was the nickname. Hiei called his mate by many names, Fox and Kitsune the most common but he occasionally used other endearments. Foxie however was a name no one had ever used accept Kuro. Twice in the last week, while reenacting the lovemaking from the dreams, Hiei had called Kurama Foxie.
Remembering that all of this had started with the dreams Kurama couldn’t help but wonder if his lover in Hiei’s dreams was his mate or his dead lover.
Now that he had made the revelation that Hiei was some how connected to his predecessor, Kurama wasn’t sure what he should do with the information. Should he talk to Hiei about it when he got back? No, he would wait to see what Hiei would tell him he learned in Reikai.
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Kurama decided a good run followed by a swim would be just what he needed right now. If he sat around thinking of Hiei and Kuronue any longer he just might go crazy.
Just as he was preparing to leave he felt two very strong energies approaching his home. Instinctively he reached into his hair for his signature rose, only to withdraw empty handed. The ki signatures he sensed were those of friends not enemies. He didn’t bother to call off the plants guarding their master’s home, as they knew these visitors were welcome.
He smiled as Yusuke came into view but it faded when he saw Koenma. Anxious, he ran to them. “Where is Hiei? What did you with him? Is he alright?”
Koenma was surprised at the greeting. “As far as I know, he’s fine. Isn’t he here with you?”
The Youko was concerned. If Koenma was here, where was Hiei? “No, he went to see you.”
Koenma sighed in relief. “Well, that stupid blue Ogre will tell him I’m here and he’ll be back soon. This is probably better anyway, now I can give you the information he asked for and be out of here before Hiei and his dragon get back.”
Kurama seemed to calm down once he knew Hiei was all right. “No Koenma, Hiei made it very clear he wanted to be with me when I hear what you have found out, and I intend to honor my mate’s wishes.”
Just then Kurama felt Hiei’s ki, turned, ran and pounced him. Hiei, experienced with the Youko’s pounce, braced himself, but still ended up on his back being kissed and licked by his excited fox. “Koibito, I was worried. When Koenma…”
Hiei pushed Kurama off of him, flitted to Koenma and grabbed him by the collar. “What did you tell my fox! If you hurt him…”
“YUSUKE! HELP! You’re here to protect me, so protect me already.” Koenma could barely choke out the plea.
The former spirit detective couldn’t hold his laughter. “Ha ha ha…I don’t know binkie boy, the red face and bulging eyes is a good look on you.”
Yusuke allowed Hiei a moment of fun before stepping in. “Hey Hiei, it’s alright. Do you really think I would let him do anything to hurt Kurama?”
Jealous, the fire demon turned on his former teammate. “You stay away from my fox!”
Yusuke put his hands up. “Yo, man wait a minute, I’m on your side remember? Did you forget I’m the one that helped you get him back?”
Kurama rushed to Hiei when he saw Kuronue’s jealousy rear it’s head. “Hiei-Koi, everything’s alright. They got here just before you did and I wouldn’t let Koenma say anything until you got back.”
The Youko nuzzled his mate’s neck. “Sweetheart, I know you want to know first but please let me stay. There is nothing he can say that will hurt me as long as you’re with me. Please, Hiei?”
Hiei put one arm around Kurama winding his other hand in long silver hair. “Foxie, there are a few things I haven’t told you…”
Kurama smiled at the nickname as he placed a finger on Hiei’s lips. “Shhh. I know, it’s okay. I’ve figured some of it out on my own. I know about the dreams and that somehow you and Kuro are connected. Let’s let Koenma tell us the rest together, no more secrets.”
The fire demon nodded reluctantly, holding his fox closer to him. “Thank you Firefly. Let’s all go inside, I made some fresh juice earlier.”
The group made their way into the tree house. Everyone made themselves comfortable on the cushions around the low table. Kurama served the juice then settled himself close to his mate to await what Koenma had to say.
As Koenma faced his friends he silently prayed he was doing the right thing. By telling them what was to come he hoped the damage could be kept to a minimum. Unfortunately he feared Kurama would be hurt no matter how hard Hiei tried to protect him. “So Hiei, I’m guessing you came to me after the memories started to surface. I knew the location of Kuronue’s soul when you asked, I think you did too. I didn’t want to tell you until I had more information. Yes, you are the reincarnation of the Chimera known as Kuronue.”
In his heart Kurama already knew what Koenma was going to say, but actually hearing it was still a shock. His hand reached for Hiei’s as all eyes turned to him. Quietly he reassured them. “I’m alright, please go on.”
Koenma continued. “Reincarnation is something I think we all understand. To explain the current situation I will need to go back to the beginning of time. There are many gods and goddesses who oversee the three worlds. In the beginning, each deity created the rules and boundaries by which we all live. The goddess of love created some of the most complicated. One of her rules is, everyone has a soul mate. Upset by the thought that soul mates could be separated by death, she created conditions by which lovers could be reunited, even after death. In Kuronue’s case, those conditions have been met.”
Stunned, Kurama was almost afraid to speak. “Are you saying Kuro could come back to me from the dead?”
There was only a brief hesitation before Koenma answered. “Yes, I believe he can, but it’s complicated. The reincarnated soul must find its soul mate again. Then, on the two hundredth anniversary of the death, if both lovers wish it, they can be reunited. To my knowledge it’s never happened before. Humans don’t live two hundred years and demons don’t usually love in the manner the goddess intended when making the rules.”
Yusuke hadn’t quite grasped the seriousness of the situation. “Wow, this is great. I told you eighteen years ago that you two were soul mates. You found each other across time, two worlds and now transcending two deaths.”
Hiei had been very quiet as Kurama gripped his hand and learned of the possible return of his old lover. After listening to Koenma he knew there had to be more. “What aren’t you telling us? It can’t be that simple.”
This was the part Koenma had been dreading. “You’re right, it’s not that simple. A soul can only have one host. If Kuronue to returns, Hiei will cease to exist.”
“NO!” Kurama cried out as he pulled away from Hiei and jumped up. “What kind of a sick bitch would think of something so cruel?! To offer me back the love of my youth I must give up the love of my life?!”
Hiei raced to his mate and tried to comfort him but was pushed away. “No Hiei! You don’t understand! I would give anything to see Kuro again! He was viciously taken from me and I didn’t even get to say goodbye! Now I get the chance be with him again but to do so I would have to lose you! It’s not fair!”
Hiei grabbed Kurama just as he collapsed to the floor in tears. Holding his fox, he glared at Koenma who was hiding behind Yusuke. “How long do we have?”
“Three days.” With that Koenma and Yusuke left the lovers alone to face what was to come.
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