Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Aftermath ❯ Return ( Chapter 8 )

Three months had passed since the first game. In that time, Yusuke, Hiei and Kurama only saw Kuwabara when they had missions. They were all three surprised when the orange haired boy asked if they'd be willing to meet him for dinner, not quite knowing what to expect. Once again, the American style diner played host to the friends. This time, however, conversation was lighter, and laughter made an appearance frequently.

 

Yusuke had attended a lot of his classes during the time, unconsciously or consciously wanting to prove himself worthy of the kitsune's affection. About a week before, Keiko had found him sitting on the roof of the school, ditching a Japanese class. “Urameshi Yusuke, don't make me tell your lovers you're ditching!” she threatened.

 

He grinned, surprised and gratified that she had sought him out and referred to Kurama and Hiei as his lovers. “Aww, but, Keiko, it's just….” his protest became a yelp of surprise as she grabbed his ear. “Hey, whacha go do that for?” he demanded as she pulled him down the stairs.

 

A wicked grin adorned the girl's face when she turned around at the bottom. “I talked to Hiei last night. I was walking in the park and I saw him. He said I could drag you to class if I needed to.”

 

“What!?” Yusuke yelped as she dragged him down the hall. “Everyone's against me!”

 

“No, we just want you to do well, Yusuke.” She outside the door of the room he was supposed to be in. “Get to class, Urameshi Yusuke, or I'll tell them I found you on the roof!”

 

With a grin, Yusuke saluted the girl and entered the class room. Things were returning to normal between his best friend and himself.

 

After school that day, Yusuke heard his name being called by the unmistakable voice of his orange haired friend. They had been on a couple of missions for the diaper clad one since their time in the diner, but the reiken-wielder had not sought him out. “Oi, Urameshi, bastard, think you can stand up to me?”

 

Yusuke turned to see Kuwabara posed ready for a fight. “Still trying that line, Kuwabara. Don't you get tired of loosing?”

 

“I, the great Kuwabara Kazuma, will not loose to a puny wimp like you, Urameshi!”

 

“'A puny wimp,' eh?” Yusuke smiled predatorily, cracking his knuckles. “You're on, baka!” With that, he launched himself at the taller boy. They wrestled around on the ground, trading punches with a ferocity that startled Kuwabara's gang as they looked on even though they had seen the two fight many times before. Suddenly, Yusuke jumped away from his orange haired friend, “Hate to break it to ya, but you're still weak!” He laughed at his friend, who sported a couple of nasty bruises on his face. “Try again later, Kuwabara! See ya later, though, I got plans!” He turned to leave.

 

“Oi, Urameshi,” Kuwabara called.

 

Yusuke looked over his shoulder, “Yeah?”

 

“Have a good weekend,” the boy murmured, looking embarrassed and grinning.

 

“Thanks, Kuwa,” Yusuke returned the grin, truly happy as he made his way to Kurama's house.

 

It was Keiko's suggestion that had the five sitting in the diner again. She had approached him the day before, asking, “Hey, do you think you and Kurama and Hiei would like to…well…maybe go out to eat with Kuwabara and me?”

 

Yusuke surprised the girl by hugging her, only to get slapped lightly when he tried to grab her ass. “Yeah,” he said, rubbing his cheek, grinning, “I'll check with them, but I'm sure it'd be fine. It's more than fine with me. I'm really happy you just smacked me, y'know?”

 

“You are?” she asked, incredulous.

 

“Yeah, `cause it means you're okay with me again.” The bell signaling the end of lunch rang, “Now, I suppose I should get to that class thing, huh?” With a laugh, Keiko walked with him to their next class.

 

Conversation between the five resembled ones they'd had before, with teasing and insults flying around the table. Over dessert, however, Yusuke noticed Kurama shifting uneasily in his seat. When he glanced over to the red head questioningly, he saw a look in the kitsune's eyes that sent fire through his body. Quickly finishing the apple pie he'd ordered, he stretched and muttered, “It's getting kinda late, y'know.”

 

“Late?” Kuwabara repeated dumbly.

 

Keiko, however, had noticed the red head's unease, “Yeah, Kuwabara, it's been a long day, don't you think?” She glanced around, seeking out their waiter for the check.

 

Hiei hid a smirk at the girl's quickness. “Yes, it has been a long day,” he agreed, almost uncharacteristically, except for the fact he, too, had seen the look in the kitsune's eyes.

 

Kuwabara looked at the koorime, surprised. He then shifted his gaze to the kitsune on the opposite side of Yusuke and felt a strange jolt pass through his body. He was beginning to understand what his dark haired friend found so appealing about the fox. “Yeah, long day,” he muttered, blushing. Brightening, he offered, “Why don't you three go, I'll cover the bill.”

 

Without waiting for a repeat of the offer, Yusuke stood, “Thanks, Kuwa. I'll pay ya back later, `kay?”

 

“Don't mention it. I'll take it out of your hide later. Now, go before I change my mind and make you stay while I figure out how to split the bill.”

 

Hiei rose from his chair, a soft “hn” escaping his throat. The baka was the last one he'd expected to send the three of them out of the diner in such a positive manner.

 

“Thank you, Kuwabara-kun. We will have to have dinner again to repay your kindness,” Kurama bowed as he stood, more relieved than he cared to admit. It was very difficult on the kitsune to only be with his lovers two nights a week and he disliked wasting the time he had to spend with them.

 

“Yeah,” the orange haired boy returned, “but next time, we'll do it on a different night.”

 

Kurama smiled, “Thank you, Kuwabara-kun. Good night, Keiko, Kuwabara-kun.” With that he practically pulled Yusuke away from the table, Hiei following closely behind.

 

The door had barely closed behind him when Yusuke found himself pushed up against the wall, hungry lips devouring his. His hands were pinned next to his head as the red head pressed their bodies firmly together. With a moan, he surrendered himself fully to whatever the kitsune had in mind. He could feel Hiei's hands slide between their bodies, working at pant fastenings in the small space the red head allowed him to work. As soon as the pants were undone, the koorime pulled them down, tapping at each of Yusuke's ankles in turn to get him to step out of the unneeded fabric. He repeated the procedure on Kurama, and left the two, bare from the waist down while he went to the room to grab a bottle of lube. The kitsune was not going to make it up the stairs for a while yet, he mused, smiling at the thought of how hungry the red head was. Quickly, he returned to his lovers, finding Yusuke now pinned to the floor, his shirt thrown across the hallway.

 

With a growl, Kurama looked up at Hiei. “Prepare both of us, now! And loose the clothes or I'll rip them off you!” The red head then threw his shirt off, returning to devouring the detective before he'd finished the motion completely.

 

Hiei groaned, his body responding to the demand and the sight of his very aroused partners writhing on the floor. Quickly, he removed his clothing as he walked behind the red head, pushing his legs apart. The kitsune obliged by kneeling over the tantei, who opened his legs and lifted his knees without prompting. Hiei kissed Kurama's lower back as he opened the lube and spread some on both hands. He massaged both openings, pressing his fingers in quickly, relishing the groans the motion drew from the two. He thrust in and out of them a few times before adding a second finger. This addition caused the two to beak their lip lock long enough to gasp “gods!” Hiei could feel his arousal straining at the sight and sound of his lovers.

 

Kurama pushed himself up suddenly, drawing a needy groan from the boy below him. “On your knees, detective!”

 

With a muttered “yes, sir!” Yusuke moved to comply with the kitsune's demand. Hiei poured a liberal amount of lube in his hands and rubbed it over the red head's erection, kissing his back as he held the shaft, guiding it into the detective. He quickly spread the cool liquid over himself and entered the waiting kitsune. Grabbing the red head's hips, Hiei began to move within the kitsune's heat, feeling the other move with him. He loved it when his fox was so needy, so demanding.

 

Kurama drew his nails down Yusuke's back, causing the boy to arch into the touch, allowing the kitsune's thrusts to repeatedly hit his prostate. The kitsune reveled in the pants and pleas the fell from the tantei's mouth. He reached around to grab the boy's neglected erection, pumping it in time to his thrusts. As Yusuke was about to climax, however, he wrapped his fingers tightly around the base of the boy's shaft, staving off his ejaculation. “Fucking gods, Kurama!” the boy yelped.

 

“I'm not finished with you yet,” the kitsune returned as he thrust into the quivering hole. When the boy's body relaxed again, he continued stroking his shaft.

 

The tantei brought his head to rest on the ground, panting, surprised at how intensely the kitsune's actions had affected him. His body felt almost as if he had climaxed. Kurama's nails tracing his spine brought his head off the floor and he arched his back again, feeling the kitsune's shaft rubbing his sweet spot with every stroke. He could hear Hiei panting and knew that the koorime was close.

 

Kurama's body began to tense, his motions becoming faster, jerkier, as he fisted the tantei harder. He saw the detective's body tense and could feel his shaft pulse in his hand as the boy's body clamped around his own erection. With an inarticulate cry, the kitsune was pulled over the edge and could feel Hiei's body release within his own. Exhausted, the red head slumped against Yusuke's back. Hiei pulled out of the kitsune, and gently laid him on his side on the floor before making his way to the bathroom for a wash cloth.

 

Yusuke fell to his side, opposite where Hiei had placed the fox, panting, his eyes wide. “That had to be the most intense…” his voice trailed off.

 

“It was two, Yusuke,” the kitsune murmured, eyes closed.

 

“Two?” the detective asked, breathless.

 

Kurama smiled, his eyes remaining closed, “Yes, and it felt very good.”

 

“Fuck, Kurama, you never cease to amaze me.” Yusuke crawled over to kiss the kitsune.

 

Kurama returned the kiss, moaning slightly as he felt the rough cloth that told him Hiei was cleaning him. He pulled away from the tantei, “You take such wonderful care of us, Hiei. I love you.”

 

Hiei looked at the fox, a smile in place, “Someone has to, fox, or you'd be a mess.”

 

Yusuke smiled, “I love you both, more than I thought possible.” His smile turned to a grin as Hiei began washing him. “Thanks for inviting me to play that game.”

 

 

A/N: I know I haven't written one of these, but….I want to thank Spirit Bagel of Death and Neko of the Dark and tsujita 91 for their wonderful comments :D Atsuko was hard to write because drunks can be wildly unpredictable, but I did remember that episode…And, I also had Shiori a bit prepared for their revelation….As for OOC….I would hope they started IC and that I logically pulled them out…remember, this started in TDoD…This ends it…I hope it brings closure….Thank you for your comments ;D