Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Endless Waltz Series ❯ Endless Waltz: Blade Three ( Chapter 3 )

Bring Me to Life  “What the hell do you mean?” Hiei asked, his gaze inquisitive, looking at the detective like he was completely and utterly insane. Which he probably was! “You heard me.” Yusuke ground out. Excitement, the only emotion besides sadness that he’d shown since Kurama’s death, shone in his cinnamon eyes. “So…you want us to try to…bring Kurama back to life? Yusuke! Even though I’d love to, have you completely and utterly lost whatever was left of the minute brain you had!? Do you know that Koenma would never ever bring anybody back unless it was to the utmost importance to the safety of the three worlds!?” For once, Hiei was being emotional and saying everything that came into his head. Most likely because Yusuke’s sudden idea had surprised him and knocked him off character.
Yusuke sighed. “Hiei, did you think we’d go to Koenma without a plan? I’ve come up with the perfect plan!” Hiei rose a delicate, raven-colored eyebrow. “Uh-huh….the last ‘perfect plan’ you came up with ended with me and Kurama having to kiss each other in the middle of the mall! Which, I still hate you for, by the way.” “Yeah right, Hiei. I know for a fact you two were boyfriends. I smelled you all over each other. So don’t try to give me that shit.” “That was still BEFORE we got together.”   Yusuke sighed. “Okay, that was the perfect dare! Oh, and I still have the pictures! Man, the expression on your face! Kurama didn’t look much better, now that I think about it…” Hiei glared. “The point of bringing up this topic is?” Yusuke shrugged. “It’s funny.” Hiei’s glare intensified. If looks could puree, then Yusuke would be in a 5 oz. Ziploc bag. Yusuke laughed nervously. “Come on, the idea is at least worth a shot.” Hiei looked doubtful. Yusuke sat behind Hiei on the bed, (I forgot to mention they were in Yusuke’s house) placed his hands on Hiei’s shoulders, and pulled the small demon into a hug from behind, Yusuke’s chin resting on the top of Hiei’s small shoulder. “C’mon, Hiei. I know that we both miss Kurama. Yukina is still crying. Damn, she now has enough hiruiseki stones to fill up a jewelry store. Kuwabara isn’t even fighting anybody. Botan is being…well, depressed. Come on, if we can find some way to bring him back, then we’d make everybody else happy. Including ourselves.” Surprisingly, Hiei hadn’t pulled back from Yusuke’s hold. After his best friends’ death, Hiei had turned to Yusuke, the only other person that he would trust with his life. Hiei allowed Yusuke to do a lot of things he hadn’t done before, talk to him openly (like he hadn’t done that already), and even touch him. As long as it wasn’t to hurt him. Even though the two half-demons had begun wrestling with each other just to relieve stress and sadness...Just like he and Kurama used to. Though without the yelling curses at each other, insulting each other, parents, family, friends…hell, Yusuke even went so far as to say that Hiei was as ‘small’ as the rest of his body. Now that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Yusuke had received a kick to the family jewels for that one. That had hurt! Especially since the small demon was still wearing his usual black boots.  “I don’t know, Yusuke.” Hiei lowered his eyes to the arms wrapped around his shoulders. “I mean, what if Kurama is happy? And if we bring him back, won’t Yoko still try to take over his body? Won’t that be the reason that Kurama killed himself in the first place?” Yusuke sighed. “I thought of that too. Maybe Yoko wasn’t the only reason that Kurama had high Spirit Energy…maybe that was just Kurama himself. And, just maybe, we can bring him back without Yoko.” Hiei groaned. “There are too many damned ‘maybes’ in that. But…” Hiei went silent. A memory of the two of them together ran into his head. ::Flashback/Dream:: Hiei sat down on the windowsill, rain dripping from every part of his body. Kurama turned around from his desk, and laughed. “Oh, Hiei. You got caught in the rain, didn’t you?” “Hn.” The redhead merely laughed. Apparently someone was in a good mood. “Come on, I’ll get you some dry clothes.” Kurama walked into his bathroom, and handed Hiei a towel. “Here, dry off. And please take your shoes off.” Hiei grunted, and pulled off his boots, setting them near the window just in case he had to leave in a hurry. He pulled off his cloak and tank top, drying himself off using the fluffy white towel. A stripe of red spread across the towel. Kurama came into the room, carrying a set of clothes. “Hiei! You’re bleeding!” Hiei looked to the towel, and, sure enough, there was a big stain of blood on it. “Hn.” “Now don’t you give me that! Sit down on my bed. I’ll get the First Aid kit. I can’t believe you let yourself get injured again!” Minutes later, Hiei had bandages going across his chest and arms, and Kurama was sitting next to him, wrapping more bandages around his bleeding and bruised knuckles.   “Why do you care?” Kurama looked up at his friends’ sudden question. “Nani?” “Why do you care? I mean, we’re partners sure. But…you act like you truly care what happens to me.” “That’s because I do, Hiei.” Kurama smiled brightly. That smile. It always broke down Hiei’s walls, making him feel like nothing in the world could be more beautiful than the young man before him. Nor that anything could be more important in his life…well, except for Yukina. “Why?” “You’re my friend, Hiei. And even though you never truly say it, I know you think of me as your friend as well. Yusuke and I will always be here for you, no matter what.” Kurama smiled. “I don’t care that you’re a Forbidden Child. Hell, I wouldn’t care if you were a damned serial murderer/rapist…wait…” Kurama thought for a second, tapping his chin with his pointer finger. “Actually, I would care about the whole murderer/rapist thing. Then I’d have to kick your ass.” Kurama smirked, showing he was kidding. Hiei looked at the floor. He thinks of me as a friend? He holds me in that high of regard? But…I just don’t get it…How can anyone like me? I’m a Forbidden Child, unworthy of anyone’s love or friendship. All I deserve is hate and scorn. For I am a member of the world of the damned. That is all I will ever be. Suddenly, Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama’s waist, burying his face in the fox spirit’s stomach. “Hiei?” “You…jerk…ma king me feel these emotions. Why? Why can’t you just hate me like everybody else?” Hiei looked up at his friend, ruby eyes shining with the one thing Kurama had never seen on the short demon. Unshed tears wanting to be released from their icy prison in the pyro koorime’s heart. “Hiei…are you…?” He left the question hanging in the air between them, knowing the answer. Hiei sniffled for a second, burying his child-like face in the taller demon’s stomach. “I…I can’t cry. I’m not allowed to.” Kurama smiled softly, placing a hand on his friends’ soft hair. “Hiei, everyone is allowed to cry. It doesn’t matter what they are. To cry is to be alive. So…” Hiei sniffled. “What are you saying, fox?” “You can cry Hiei. And I won’t think any less of you. In fact, my respect for you will probably rise. Since it seems that you can cry in my presence. So, go on ahead.” Hiei shook his head. “Not here.” Kurama sighed and gently picked up his friend, carrying him like a child. Kurama sat on his bed, holding the small Jaganshi in his lap, arms around his shoulders as Hiei buried his face in Kurama’s chest. “Go ahead, Hiei. You can cry if you really want to.” Finally, Hiei’s resolve broke, and the tears fell from crystalline rubies, and sobs wracked the small body of the once-unreadable and unbreakable demon known as Hiei. The two of them had stayed that way for god only knows how long. Hiei crying every tear he’d held back since he was born and thrown off the Koorime Island, Kurama holding him tightly and whispering comforting words in his ears.  Hiei looked up at Kurama through his tears, seeing the beautiful face through a fog of tears. He really does care about me…Emotions swirled within Hiei, confusing him and making his head ache. The pyro-koorime whimpered, burying his nose in the chest of his ‘protector’. He sniffed. Kurama always smelled the same. Like the roses he favored so much, lilies, bleeding hearts, magnolias, and carnations…a thousand different flowers made up the smell that was purely Kurama. Hiei smiled slightly, taking comfort in the arms around him. After Hiei’s tears finally subsided to mere hiccups, Kurama smiled down at the koorime. “Do you feel better?” Hiei nodded, head leaning on Kurama’s chest. Kurama made to get up, but Hiei gripped him tighter, arms wrapped around his chest and back. “Please…?” Kurama blinked. Do you want me to keep holding you? Yes. I do. Please? Okay. I’ll stay here. Hiei smiled the smallest of smiles, leaning into the fox, breathing in his comforting scent. Why does he make me feel so safe? I know that I’d protect the fox’s back, and he knows that as well. He’s one of the few people that I’ve come to respect…and like as a friend…but, do I like him? Why does it feel like my heart clenches when he smiles at me like that? I just don’t get it…Well, only one way to find out. “Kurama?” The fox looked down at the sound of the koorime’s quiet voice. “Yes, Hiei?” “Can I do something?” Kurama blinked in confusion. “What?” “Can I do something?” “Uh…sure.” Hiei carefully leaned up, and ghosted his lips over Kurama’s, noticing how Kurama had stiffened. Hiei quickly pulled back, red making itself known across his small nose, making him look like a child. “H-Hiei? Nani?” Kurama placed a hand over his mouth, surprised. “I…I’m sorry…fox.” Hiei looked at his lap, where his fists were clenching in the black fabric of his slacks. “Hiei? Why?” Kurama asked. “B-Because…I…I’m confused. I have a weird feeling about you. I always get it. When you smile, laugh…when you cry. My heart clenches. And I don’t understand it.” Kurama blinked in shock. He couldn’t decipher what the hell the koorime was saying. But he had a vague idea. Kurama suddenly took hold of Hiei’s chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. “Hiei…” Kurama gently enveloped Hiei’s lips with his own. Hiei’s eyes widened slightly, shocked silly. But he got over it, and returned the innocent kiss. Yoko had been warring in Kurama’s head, and finally managed to take over some small piece of control. Before Hiei knew what was happening, he found himself on his back on Kurama’s bed, the taller demon on top of him, still kissing him. Kurama trapped him with his arms on either side of Hiei, letting him know there was no escape. Hiei whimpered into the kiss, the noise being swallowed by Kurama’s mouth. Kurama gently swept his tongue over Hiei’s lips, who opened them in shock, but Kurama dove his tongue into the hot cavern of Hiei’s mouth, causing the koorime to gasp. What the hell is he doing? Then the fox’s tongue brushed over a sensitive part of Hiei’s mouth, and a moan escaped from him before he could stop it. Warmth was spreading over Hiei’s body, making him start to think weird thoughts that had never entered his head before. “Mmmph…Kurama?” Hiei mumbled out, making Kurama stop. “What?” “What are you doing?” Hiei blinked up at his friend. “…I’m kissing you.” “I know that. But…why was your tongue in my mouth?” “Well…I wanted to make the kiss go further.” Kurama said, trying to not blush. “So…does that mean that you want to mate with me?” This time Kurama did blush. “Hiei! You are so blunt it’s scary!” Hiei chuckled. “Well?” Kurama blushed. “Uh…well…um…that is to say…I…Oh fuck it!” Kurama grabbed Hiei and kissed him for all he was worth. Hiei squeaked as Kurama’s tongue pillaged his mouth like the thief he was, stealing away Hiei’s coherent thoughts as heat spread throughout his body yet again, and it had nothing to do with his fire apparition blood…no, this was because of Kurama’s wandering hands. Kurama’s hand traced on Hiei’s bare chest, reveling in the feel of his skin. It was so soft, just like a child’s… Hiei whimpered. “Damn it fox. Are you gonna tease me to death or something?” Kurama chuckled, and whispered in his ear. “Maybe. Would you let me?” A husky note added into Kurama’s voice, making it an arousing purr. Hiei shivered and groaned.“Please Kurama…” The fox smiled down at his soon-to-be lover. “Please what?” “Stop teasing me!” Kurama’s smile widened, eyes turning gold. “Oh, now what would be the fun in that?” Kurama trailed his claws down Hiei’s stomach, wary of the wound on his side. “Are you sure, Hiei?” “Sure of what?” “Sure of…well,” Kurama’s hand ghosted down, and gripped the fire apparitions erection through his slacks. “This.” Hiei moaned at the feeling of Kurama gripping him in such a place. It felt so good…and he knew he wanted more. “Kurama…please. Let me fuck you. Please?” Kurama’s eyes softened. He was actually begging. “You don’t have to beg, Hiei-koi. That’s just not you. But…will this just be a one-night stand?” Hiei growled. So the fox feared just being another chalk mark on his wall of bedded people. Sure, Hiei was pretty promiscuous, but once he fucked Kurama, he didn’t ever want to leave. “No. I…I love you…Kurama.” Kurama’s eyes widened. All the time he had been waiting, hurting, pining for him to say that…Now he finally had. Kurama had loved him for so long. Finally, hopefully, they could be together. “Oh…Hiei.” The fox leaned up and captured Hiei’s lips in his own, making it soft and passionate. Hiei whimpered as Kurama’s lips caressed his own, so softly and gently that he could barely feel it. It was like a butterfly had brushed its wings against his lips. This simple gesture…it made him feel something he hadn’t felt before. He felt accepted, loved, and wanted. He knew that his friends accepted him and loved him, but not like Kurama. He trusted Kurama with his life, and now he was going to trust him through this. “I love you too,” Kurama whispered against his lips, his hot breath making Hiei shiver slightly. Hiei smirked. With speed that shouldn’t have surprised Kurama, he suddenly found himself underneath his beloved fire demon. “My turn.” He whispered into Kurama’s very sensitive ear. Kurama moaned loudly, not even bothering to hide it. Thank god my family is out tonight. “So I take it we’re alone?” Hiei asked. “How…could you…tell?” Kurama panted out, trying to keep his breathing even, and failing miserably. “You moaned so loudly, they must have heard you at Yusuke’s house.” Hiei smirked. Kurama pouted. “I didn’t do it that loudly.” “Oh yes you did, ko-kitsune-chan.” Kurama blinked at the nickname. “Little kit? I’m not a baby, Hiei!” Kurama huffed. Hiei rolled his eyes, deciding to distract his soon-to-be lover in a different way. Kurama gasped as Hiei’s lips traveled over his neck, traveling to the base where neck met shoulder…the spot that drove him mad the most. Whimpers and moans were the only sounds coming from the fox, submitting himself to Hiei’s nips and kisses. Then Kurama did the most surprising thing Hiei had ever seen him do. He bared his neck to Hiei, unbuttoning the collar and pulling it off, making sure that his neck was in plain view. Hiei stared for a moment. For a kitsune to bare its’ neck…that was total submissiveness. “Kurama…” he whispered. “You…” Kurama smiled softly at him and purred, a sound that, unbeknownst to the fox, was the one that could bend Hiei to his will. Hiei moaned at the sound that had always been his weak-point. Purring. “Damn it. Fox, if you keep doing that…I’m not going to be able to hold myself back.” “Why are you?” Kurama purred into his lover’s ear, rubbing his chest against the smaller one, hips gently pieced together with his like a perfect puzzle piece. “Why are you holding back?” Hiei whimpered. “Damn it Kurama…I…I don’t want to hurt you…” Kurama smiled. “You won’t. I may have a human body…but I have a demon’s strength. You know that, Hiei.” Kurama was touched that Hiei was worried about his well-being. “Please Hiei? Make me yours?” Kurama whispered, voice pleading and purring. Hiei groaned. “Just…please don’t stop purring. That sound turns me on for some odd reason.” Kurama purred in answer, quite loudly. Hiei smiled, attaching his lips to Kurama’s, pressing hard. Kurama whimpered in pleasure and pain. He knew from the rumors around Makai that Hiei was anything but a virgin, having taken place in many partners, even multiple partners at the same time. And they all said that he was a rough lover, never being gentle at all. They all said that they had been hurting for nearly a week afterwards, not even able to sit down. Kurama couldn’t wait. Hiei moaned loudly, passionately kissing Kurama as hard as he could. He didn’t care if he hurt the fox right now, he just couldn’t wait to be buried inside of his tight, virgin ass. An image of Kurama’s eyes clouded with ecstasy, tossing his head back and screaming his name as he pounded into him made its’ way into Hiei’s mind, making him harder than he was already. Damn it. He makes me so hard. Hiei abandoned Kurama’s lips, making him whimper, only to attack Kurama’s neck, biting, sucking and licking the slightly tanned neck. He used this as a distraction as he violently ripped off Kurama’s shirt, throwing it to some other end of the room. Hiei moved downwards, exploring Kurama’s newly-exposed chest. Kurama gasped out, slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected Hiei to do that for sure. Hiei smirked, lips traveling over Kurama’s well-developed chest, and licked at a dusky-rose nipple teasingly. The fox whimpered, jumping slightly, hips pushing into Hiei’s. Hiei growled in approval at the feeling of his fox’s hips pushing against his, erections grinding against each other. Hiei growled again, and took a nipple into his mouth, licking around it gently. Kurama’s body lost its’ tenseness, enjoying the feeling of Hiei licking at his nipple. Hiei bit down roughly, bringing Kurama out of his reverie and drawing a little blood. He lapped and sucked at the sweet blood that trickled into his mouth. Kurama gasped, arching his back. He knew that Hiei was a little bit of a masochist and it was starting to scare him a little.  Hiei abandoned the nipple, switching to attack its’ twin in the same fashion, being gentle with his tongue, then roughly biting down on it with his demon canines, drawing blood from the morsel. Kurama gasped and panted, not able to control his breathing. Hiei was being absolutely amazing, and he had absolutely no clue as to what to do. He knew if he called on Yoko to help, then he’d be the one taking Hiei, and he wanted to feel Hiei pounding into him. So calling Yoko was out of the question. He’d just have to go along with what Hiei told him. Kurama blinked when he felt Hiei’s hand slipping down towards his pants. Hiei’s small, rough hand ghosted down his chest, gently tickling him. He grabbed Kurama’s erection through his pajama pants, stroking him. Kurama yelped in a very kitsune pup-like way, but moaned as Hiei’s hand started to caress the hardened flesh. Hiei let go of the flesh in his hand, much to Kurama’s displeasure, but slipped his hand underneath Kurama’s pant-line, finding that Kurama didn’t wear underwear. “Go commando much?” Hiei muttered. Kurama blushed. “Well…they’re uncomfortable.” Hiei smirked, and ripped off Kurama’s pants, making him yelp again. Hiei stared slightly. Damn. He looks good enough to eat. Kurama was of very impressive size, standing completely erect and throbbing, pre-cum dripping from the slit. Kurama whimpered as the cold air hit his heated flesh, making him shiver. Hiei’s smirk widened. He lowered himself down and spread Kurama’s legs, making him completely vulnerable. “Hiei?” Kurama whispered. “What are you going to do?” Hiei just smiled. “Just wait and watch.” His tongue flicked out and licked at the head of Kurama’s weeping manhood. The tangy, tart taste of his fox assaulted his tongue. His fox tasted good. Kurama yelped, his hips jumping, but Hiei gripped his hips to hold him down as he continued to lap at his fox’s cock. He licked down to the base, torturously slowly, then back up. Kurama whimpered, all of these touches were driving him insane! “Hiei…please…” Hiei looked up at him, still licking away at his fox’s cock like it was his favorite type of sweet snow. “Please what fox?” he asked. “Please…stop teasing me!” Hiei smirked. “All you had to do was ask.” He swooped down, taking all of his fox into his mouth. Kurama nearly screamed as a white-hot, wet heat surrounded his hot manhood. Hiei’s tongue circled Kurama’s manhood, the tip going down his throat as he deep-throated the fox to the very root, his nose tickled by the downy red hair that surrounded the base of his manhood. He smirked against the velvet skin, feeling the muscles tightening in Kurama’s stomach and hips. Hiei started to suck lightly on Kurama’s manhood, slowly strengthening the pressure until Kurama felt like he’d stuck his cock into a hot, wet vacuum that was going to suck the marrow right out of his bones. “Ah…Hiei! Hiei! More…Hiei! Please! Ah…” Kurama moaned, tossing his head back, holding Hiei’s head in place, threading his slender fingers through the black fur that was Hiei’s hair. His hair was so unbelievably soft, it should have been illegal, but so should what Hiei was doing to him. He was driving him up the wall, out of his mind, taking him to some sort of utopia that not many could see. Kurama panted as Hiei continuously sucked on his manhood without mercy, nipping at the skin every once in a while. Hiei’s smirk widened again, and he swallowed around Kurama’s manhood, and that drove the fox absolutely batty. “Hiei! Ah…Hiei! Oh…ah…Hiei please more…Hiei…Hiei…I’m gonna…Ahhhh!” Kurama threw his head back, bloody hair tossing this way and that as he screamed, releasing into Hiei’s hot mouth. Hiei swallowed every drop of the salty liquid that entered his mouth in torrents, and licked Kurama’s manhood clean, finally letting it leave his torturous mouth. He smirked down at his lover, lying there, gasping for breath. “Damn…” was all Kurama could muster out. Hiei’s smirk widened. “Well, I’ll take that as a compliment.” He breathed into Kurama’s ear, making him purr again. “Of course, things are going to start getting a little painful.” He pressed his manhood into Kurama’s hip, making the cotton of his slacks rub against his erection teasingly. Kurama reached up and yanked Hiei down, attacking his nipples with his mouth. Hiei growled. The fox learned fast. He pulled himself away, unbuckling his belts and letting his pants fall, kicking them off. Kurama stared. It was true what they said. Short people are big where it counts. Is that supposed to fit in me? Damn, he’s gonna rip me to shreds…Kurama gulped. This was going to be interesting. Hiei sensed Kurama’s uneasiness, and leaned down to gently kiss him. “Don’t worry. I’ll try to not make it hurt too much.” “That doesn’t really assure me too much. That still means it’s going to hurt.” Kurama muttered, pouting. Hiei rolled his eyes. “Kit.” “Am not.” Hiei shook his head. “You’re my kit. And don’t you forget it.” Hiei grabbed his cloak from its place on the floor, pulling out a tube of lubricant from one of the deep pockets. “Why do you have that in there?” Kurama questioned. “Just in case.” Hiei shrugged. Kurama blinked. “Oh really? So the rumors are true?” “What rumors? The ones that say I’m giving Yoko Kurama a run for his money in being the biggest playboy in Makai? Then yes. They’re true.” Kurama looked away, tears stinging at his eyes. He knew that Hiei said he loved him, but still…there were so many others that Hiei had taken and given himself to. How would he be able to compete with all of them? Hiei leaned down and kissed Kurama again. “Don’t worry Kurama. I’m sure you’re going to be a thousand times better than any other. Those people were just ways for me to get rid of sexual frustration. I mean, how do you think I’ve been dealing with wanting to fuck that tight ass of yours for so long?” Kurama blushed. Now that was an embarrassing announcement. Hiei laughed. A true, I’m-laughing-in-your-face-for-blackmail laugh. “Oh damn. And I thought you were the ‘unblushable’ one.” Kurama glared. “Jerk.” Hiei raised an eyebrow at him. “Do you want me to finish this?” Kurama nodded frantically. Hiei laughed. “Good. Cause I was about to leave if you didn’t shut up right now.” Hiei squirted a generous amount of the light blue lubricant into his hand, rubbing them together to warm it up, and then stuck a lubricant-slick finger into Kurama’s entrance. Kurama yelped. It hurt like hell. “Shhh…calm down, koi. Relax. If you don’t it will just hurt more.” Kurama took deep breaths, but finally managed to relax. He winced as Hiei added another finger, plunging them into his hole, and he yelped when pleasure exploded within him when Hiei’s fingers brushed that one bundle of nerves. “Ah! Hiei!” Hiei smirked, plunging his fingers in further, and finally added the third one, thrusting harder. Kurama moaned, tossing his head wantonly from side to side, pressing his hips down into Hiei’s fingers. Hiei removed his fingers to hear a regretful whine from his beautiful fox. His hair was spread around him like a fiery halo with the moon shining down on him, making his eyes and skin glow unearthly, making him look like an angel. My angel…he thought. “Okay, Kurama. Ready?” Kurama nodded, bracing himself. He knew for a fact that this was going to hurt. Hiei placed the tip of his cock at Kurama’s entrance, pushing in slowly. Kurama whimpered, gripping Hiei’s shoulders harder. He whined. “It hurts…Hiei…it hurts…” Hiei leaned over and moaned in his ear. Kurama’s black hole was gripping and squeezing him in a vise-like hold, making it near-impossible for him to move. Damn it…he’s so damn tight… “Kurama…I’m sorry.” With that, he plunged the rest of his massive cock into Kurama’s depths, making him scream. “Ah!” Kurama screamed, trying to ignore the sharp pain that was shooting up his spine to no avail. Tears spilled over the edges of his emerald eyes, streaming down his cheeks, glistening like jewels. Hiei remained stationary, fighting his instincts with every ounce of will-power he had to not pound into Kurama relentlessly, keeping in mind that Kurama was a virgin. Kurama breathed deeply, trying to relax himself, waiting for his body to get used to Hiei’s size. Kami, why did I have to fall for a guy with such a huge dick?! Slowly, the pain was overridden by flames of pleasure exploding through his body in a raging inferno, making him moan and push his hips against Hiei, trying to get him to move. Hiei held back a groan, and slowly pulled out of Kurama until all that was left inside of the fox was the tip, and then thrust back in, hitting the fox’s prostate dead-on. Kurama screamed in pleasure, his back arching, and screaming Hiei’s name as his pyro-koorime pounded into him over and over again, each and every time hitting his prostate Hiei felt Kurama’s stomach muscles tightening, and knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Hell, Hiei was having trouble keeping himself from shooting his load then and there. But no, he wanted Kurama to come first. He reached one calloused hand down, gripping Kurama’s hard as rock manhood in his hand, and started to pump, his thrusts starting to become harder than before, and less paced, more wild. Kurama’s back arched, screaming out his pleasure to his lover. Finally, Kurama screamed his lover’s name, white spots seen behind his eyes, his white cum spilling over Hiei’s hand and both their stomachs. Kurama’s inner muscles clamped even harder on Hiei’s manhood, making it painful to move. Hiei yelped, and finally released inside Kurama’s channel, coating the inner walls with torrents of his hot cum, leaking out of the tight hole to spill onto the sheets. Hiei collapsed onto his lover, rolling to the side, trying to catch his breath. Kurama smiled at him. “That…was…incredible…” Hiei smirked. “It should have been. I’m not giving Yoko a run for his money without experience here.” Kurama giggled, then pulled Hiei close to him, holding his little koorime to his chest. “Aishiteru, koi.” Hiei blushed but cuddled into Kurama’s arms. “Aishiteru zutto, itooshi.” With that, the two fell into blissful slumber within the arms of the ones that they loved more than anything.  “Hiei? Hiei, you still there?” Hiei’s head snapped up from its’ position on top of Yusuke’s crossed arms, looking around. “Oh…dozed off.” “Yeah. Did you know you purr in your sleep?” “No I don’t!” “Do too!” “Do not!” “We can keep this up forever, and you know I’ll eventually win.” Yusuke stated. Hiei rolled his eyes, and crossed his arms, pouting adorably. Yusuke smirked. “Oh,” he hugged Hiei tighter. “You are so kawaii Hiei.” “Stop calling me that.”    “Why? It suits you so well!” “I am not cute!” “Are too.” “I’m not even going to dignify that with a response.” “Cause you know you’re not gonna win!” “Shut up! Didn’t you say you had a plan to bring Kurama back?” “Oh, yeah! Nearly forgot.” Hiei sweatdropped. “You are pathetic. Remind me again why I’ve put up with you for so long?” “Cause you love me.” Hiei jumped. “Say what?!” Yusuke laughed. “Kidding, I’m kidding.” “You’d better be.” Yusuke sighed. “Okay, well…my plan is that we perform something called Alchemy.” “Alchemy? As in…human transmutation? Are you insane?! Do you know how many people have died trying to perfect that forbidden magic?” “It’s not magic! It’s a science. And I’ve been studying it. My uncle is an alchemist who lives in Hokkaido. We can use our Spirit and Demon Energy to make the alchemic charge. I’ve got the information, the formulas, everything. We can do it at anytime.” “I don’t know Yusuke…” I really want to bring Kurama back…but by Alchemy? I mean, no one has ever completed a perfect human transmutation. A sudden flash of Kurama’s smiling face while he tended to his rose garden went through his mind, and his resolve steeled over. “Okay, Yusuke. We’ll try it. But if we die, I’m kicking your ass!” Yusuke grinned. “Good. Let’s get studying.”  For two whole months, the two hardly left Yusuke’s room. No missions were called thankfully, and it was summer so they didn’t have to worry about getting bothered by school matters. Kuwabara and Keiko stopped by every once in a while to bug them about something or another, but they always claimed to have something else to do. Finally, after two months of studying, pouring over books on human alchemy, perfecting the transmutation circle they would use. Yet, they couldn’t find the very last ingredient they would need that would make it work. That was what Yusuke was thinking over whilst sitting in the café with Keiko and Kuwabara. The two had dragged him out of his room and shoved him into a chair to talk to him about the comings and goings of every day stuff that he wasn’t interested in. How can we make it perfect? Every single time someone has tried to perform this, they always lose their lives because they were missing something. What were they missing when they tried to bring someone back. Yusuke started going over the first law of alchemy in his head. Human kind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy’s first law of equivalent exchange. So equal value of one soul would be another soul. But…wait, if we’re trying to bring the full Kurama back to life, then wouldn’t we need…That’s it! Yusuke slammed his hand down on the table. “That’s it!” he jumped up, running out of the café, not heeding the yells from Kuwabara and Keiko. “Hiei!” Yusuke ran into his room, seeing the pyro on his bed. The two had been rooming with each other since Kurama’s death, and the pyro had his own bed on the other side of the room from Yusuke’s. Hiei’s was closer to the window, since he was really claustrophobic. “Hiei! I found it! The last factor everyone else was missing!” Hiei shot up from his seat. “What?” “But, we’ll need to do something illegal.” Hiei scoffed. “You think that matters to me? So, what does the offense have to be?” “Grave robbery.” Hiei nearly fell off his bed. “Say what?” “We need to go to Kurama’s gravesite and dig him out of there. Otherwise, where will his soul go? The reason that the transmutations never work is because they never have the body right there in the circle. It has to travel through the alchemy charges of electricity to get there, and that mutilates it. That’s why they never work!” “So that’s all we have to do now?” “Steal the body and then hope for the best?” Yusuke muttered. “Yeah, that’s about it.” “So, tonight?” “Eleven o’clock. We’ll perform the transmutation at midnight.”  At eleven o’clock, the two demons stood beside the gravesite of their best friend, staring down at it. Yusuke gulped. “You ready, Hiei?” “Hn. It’s you I’m worried about, Detective.” “I thought we got past that!” “Got past what?” “You calling me detective. I really got used to you calling me Yusuke.” “Whatever. I’ll call you whatever I damn well want, Toushin.” Yusuke winced. He hated being called that. “Oh shut up Tree Sprite.” “Never call me that again! Let’s just get busy digging this up.” The Ma-zoku nodded, and the two concentrated their yoki, making it surround the coffin under the ground, and pulling it up. The ground around them shook, spidery cracks appearing in the grass of the grave. The spidery cracks spread further, widening slowly, the dirt slowly bulging upward. After nearly half an hour of the ground throwing itself up and out of the hole that had been made, the dirty sides of a used-to-be white coffin appeared, glowing a dark reddish-black. The two demons moved the dirt from the top of the coffin, and started pulling off the lid. It was made out of thick cherry-wood oak painted white, so it was quite heavy. But the Ma-zoku and the Forbidden Child managed to pull it off, revealing their best friend. He looked the same as he had when he had first been buried, albeit his hair was so long now it was reaching to his hips contrary to where it had been to his mid-back. His skin was still flawlessly smooth, his black and silver Chinese shirt and slacks were still perfect…good old perfect Kurama. Yusuke pulled out a large blanket from his backpack, and laid it out on the ground. “Hiei, you pick him up.” He nodded, gently wrapping his warm arms around his friends’ cold form. He lifted the lightweight body out of the soft, silky cushioning of the coffin and laid him out on the blanket, where Yusuke wrapped him up like a butterfly. The taller teen pulled the large bundle into his arms. “C’mon, it’s getting closer to midnight. We’ve gotta hurry.” Hiei nodded. “Yeah. But don’t you think we should get rid of the evidence first?” he gestured towards the mess they had made. “Set fire to it or something. This might work and it might not. Better just leave this stuff here. If it doesn’t work, we can re-put it back in the ground. But if it does…we just say that…we’ll think of that later.” Yusuke hurried off, carrying their friend. Hiei high-tailed it after him, taking time while he was running to pray (yes, pray, people!) to every god he knew that they wouldn’t have to re-bury his best friend…the one he loved more than anything. Yet, whilst he ran, he couldn’t help but watch Yusuke. He was so unlike Kurama, but there were so many things that intrigued him about the half-breed Demon Lord. Yusuke had left his hair out of its’ gelled state for the past two months since Kurama had died, but what was more shocking was the changes he had made to himself in memory of Kurama. Yusuke, remembering all the times Kurama had pleaded to him to at least go and try at school, had re-started going back to school and actually tried, no matter how much he hated it. Kurama had always tried his hardest to help Yusuke out when it came to school, and he used to say that the only thing he truly wanted from Yusuke was that he could tell him how it felt for him when he was standing on a stage with a diploma in his hand. To be the first in his family to graduate from high school and go to college. Brute force isn’t going to take you everywhere, Yusuke. As Kurama used to say. Now, Yusuke was on his way to graduating from High School. He wasn’t in the Top Twenty in the class, but no one could hope that from Yusuke. He was at least going to graduate. Hiei’s eyes trailed after Yusuke. Hiei, for some reason, couldn’t help but think how beautiful Yusuke could be when the moonlight hit him like that. And yes, Hiei would admit it, that he had fallen for the detective. Sure, he was in love with Kurama, but the two had both fallen for the detective, and decided that, if Yusuke would have him, then they’d make their little duo a threesome. Of course, Kurama used to be known for having multiple lovers at a time, but that was a side of Kurama that they didn’t want to bring back. How would he be without Yoko? Would he still be the Kurama they knew and loved? Would he still have his Spirit Energy? Hiei shook his head. This was no time to be thinking stuff like that. They just had to worry about getting him back at all. The two firmly locked themselves in Yusuke’s room, and Hiei got started on writing out the transmutation circle on the hard-wood floor of Yusuke’s room. “There. Ready.” Hiei put down the chalk he had been using, wiping his hands off on his black slacks. He and Yusuke were wearing identical black tank tops that loosely hung on their forms and blue jeans. (Yusuke had convinced Hiei to start wearing human clothes. They made him not as easily noticed.) Yusuke nodded, placing the redhead in the very middle of the large circle. The circle alone covered nearly half of Yusuke’s bedroom floor. But they could wash the chalk off later. Yusuke took in a deep breath. “Well, we’ve gone through steps one, two, and three. Now it’s time for step four.” Yusuke pulled a small dark velvet bag from under his mattress. He pulled open the drawstrings, and reached in, taking out a beautifully shaped sheath with a dagger still covered. The sheath was black cherry-wood, carved with gold and silver whirlwinds of a fox, dragon, tiger, and a phoenix. It was created by the four of them together. It was the single weapon that could be used by all four Spirit Detectives. It was their Tantou no shi Shea-do Kihaku. Their Dagger of Four Shared Souls. Their blood had been mixed into the blade, a single shard of their souls built into the cold steel, glowing with their love for each other. As long as this dagger still glowed, there was always hope for their friendship. It was still glowing. (I know that sounds corny…but I thought it was cute.) Yusuke pulled the dagger out of its sheath. “Okay, Hiei…” Hiei handed Yusuke his arm, and gritted his teeth as Yusuke dragged the dangerously sharp blade across his palm, dripping blood on the sand they had piled next to Kurama. Yusuke repeated the action to himself, his own blood mixing with Hiei’s. The two wrapped white bandages around their single cuts, and looked at the clock. It was 11:59. Yusuke gulped. “You ready, Hiei?” The pyro nodded. “Yeah.” The slapped their hands together, gathering their yoki and reiki. Once the clock hit 12:00, the two slapped their hands down onto the outer circle of the transmutation circle, pushing their energy down into the twists and turns of the artistic circle. The air around them crackled with electricity, the inner circle glowing with a whirlwind starting to surround it. Wind blew up around them, whipping their hair and clothes around them. The two held strong, pushing even harder. Yusuke had advised to Hiei to stay silent during the transmutation, lest something go wrong when they spoke, upsetting the balance of their energy. After a full two minutes of staying like that, the light in the center exploded, nearly blowing them back. After a second, the light concentrated to a form glowing above the circle, the whole being merely light. Yusuke threw a thought to Hiei’s mind. Don’t move. Keep still. Keep your hands on the circle it’s not finished yet. Hiei nodded, still pushing energy into the circle. That was part of the problem that most alchemists never thought about. They only ever placed one burst of energy into the transmutation, when something like this required a constant flow of energy. Slowly, the light faded, falling to the floor of the circle. Finally, the transmutation was over. Hiei looked up, trying to see through the smoke that now covered the floor. The smoke cleared, revealing a fully-there Kurama, eyes still shut. “Did it work?” Yusuke whispered. Hiei stepped forward, and placed his head on Kurama’s chest. B-bmp……b-bmp……b-bmp…b-bmp&hell ip; “A heartbeat…” Hiei muttered. “Yusuke…there’s a hearbeat!” A low groan gained their attention, and eyelashes fluttered over jade green eyes that they hadn’t seen in months. “Wh…what? Where am I?” “Kurama?” The redhead turned his head, only to have his eyes widen at the sight of Hiei and Yusuke. “Hiei? Yusuke? What the…what?” he looked at his hands, and placed a hand on Hiei’s cheek. Kurama’s hand was now warm, as warm as it used to be. “How? But…I was dead.” “We brought you back.” Was Hiei’s simple answer. “You what? But how? Surely Koenma wouldn’t have…” he paused. “You two did this without Koenma, didn’t you?” The two had the decency to look sheepish. “How?” was Kurama’s question. “Alchemy.” Muttered Yusuke. “I’ve been studying it since my Uncle Hishono in Hokkaido told me about it. He’s been teaching me. But we…” “You did HUMAN TRANSMUTATION!?” yelled Kurama, but his voice cracked, not used to being used yet. “Kurama, you shouldn’t exert yourself like this.” Hiei muttered. “It’s not good. You need to get used to being back in your body.” “But…you could have died. You could have lost your souls…” Kurama started crying. “You…you guys…” he wrapped his arms around Hiei and Yusuke, crying. “I love you guys…so much. I missed you. Botan took me to the Crucible of Souls. I had to wait to be judged. But…when I felt that pull…I was scared. Then I woke up here. And when I saw your faces…” Hiei smiled. “You’re back, Kurama. And we’re never letting you go.” Yusuke grinned. “He’s right.” Both leaned in and kissed one of Kurama’s cheeks each. Kurama blinked, blushing. “I hate being popular.” The other two laughed. “Aw, but you know you love us!” the two chorused. Kurama glared, eyebrow twitching…then realization hit him. “Wait…I don’t feel Yoko in my mind. He’s…not there.” Kurama broke out into a smile. “I have my own soul. I don’t feel broken up anymore.” “Broken up?” Yusuke asked. “Yes. When you have three different identities, you can’t help but feel broken apart. Shuichi, Kurama, and Yoko. Now…I guess I’m just Kurama.” He smiled. The other two grinned at him. “And that’s just how we want you.” Kurama started crying again, and they all embraced again. All back together. Kurama yawned, and cuddled up between his two friends. Yusuke rolled his eyes, and picked up the fox. Yusuke sniffed him a little. “Hey, he…smells like a half-demon. I guess Yoko was a part of him for so long he became part fox-demon.” Hiei nodded. “Yeah. It seems that way.” Yusuke placed Kurama on his bed, and tried to back away, only to find the fox’s fingers entwined in his shirt. “Hiei…I’ve got a problem.” Said demon snickered. “Well, guess we’ll just have to sleep with him, then? He apparently doesn’t want to be left alone.” Yusuke nodded, blushing. Hiei noticed. “Why, Yusuke. I do believe you’re blushing.” “Shut up.” “No. Let’s just go to sleep.” Yusuke rolled his eyes, and laid down on the left side of Kurama, Hiei on the right side, sandwiching the boy between them. Yusuke couldn’t help but think how right this felt. The three of them together. He shoo’ed away those thoughts, and allowed sleep to take him. They’d worry about everything else in the morning.  Kurama blinked as sunlight attacked his eyes, and he groaned, burying his face into the warmth on either side of him, taking in the scent of the warmth. Cinnamon, spring wind, and bleeding hearts (the flower.). Wait, that smells like Yusuke…and my pillow doesn’t breathe. Kurama’s eyes shot open, and he took in the position he was currently in. His arms were currently wrapped snugly around the young Demon Lords stomach, his head pillowed on the tanned chest. Hiei’s chest was pressed into his back, his head resting on the fox’s shoulder, black hair tickling Kurama’s cheek. Kurama smiled, taking in Hiei’s scent. Burning sandalwood, sage, and cinnamon. Apparently both on either side of him had fiery spirits. Kurama sighed, his bloody bangs blowing up with the air rift. Wait…how did I get here? I mean, yesterday I was dead…Last night flooded back into his mind. Oh right. These two risked their souls to bring me back. Kurama sighed again. Just great. I’m sandwiched between the two most irresistibly hot demons any of the three worlds has ever seen, and I can’t do a thing. Which God up there hates me? “Morning fox.” Came the voice form behind him. Kurama yipped. “Don’t scare me like that, Hiei! That’s not nice!” Hiei smiled. Yusuke allowed his eyes to open, snickering. “About time you woke up. We’ve been up for nearly an hour.” “And you didn’t let me go?” Kurama asked. “More like you wouldn’t let me go.” Yusuke growled into the fox’s ear. Kurama shivered as the hot breath of Yusuke’s words caressed his ear. Damn. Is he just trying to drive me insane? Hiei smirked. “Why, Yusuke, I do think that our little fox just shivered. Are you scared Kurama? Or…was there another reason you shivered?” Hiei whispered. Kurama gulped. Shit. They’re ganging up on me. This is not fair! “Oh hell!” he grabbed Yusuke’s chin and kissed him with all of his held-back passion for the past two months. Yusuke’s eyes widened. Damn is Kurama a good kisser. Guess he’s had a lot of practice what with Yoko’s past and then Hiei. But wait…why is he kissing me? “Kurama?” Yusuke pulled away. “Why are you kissing me? I thought you’d kiss Hiei…you two were boyfriends, after all.” Kurama and Hiei shared a smile, and Yusuke suddenly found himself in-between two hot and horny demons. Kurama smirked, and lowered his mouth to Yusuke’s slender, creamy cocoa colored throat, suckling on it whilst Hiei attacked Yusuke’s mouth. Yusuke whimpered. Damn, no matter how many times he’d dreamed of this happening, he had never thought it would feel this good. If Yusuke kept whimpering like that, the two demons wouldn’t be able to hold themselves back. “Yusuke…both…Hiei and I…want you…will you…accept us?” Kurama muttered out between kisses on his attack on Yusuke’s neck. “Wh-what?” Yusuke grumbled from under Hiei’s lips. “Wait.” He pushed them both off of him. “What are you guys talking about? I mean…you two love each other…so why would you want me with you?” Kurama smiled. “You see, Yusuke. Demons in Makai aren’t very…monogamous. As long as we all love each other, then there’s no problem.” Kurama’s smile slowly faded as a thought entered his mind. “You…don’t love us? Is that it?” Yusuke’s eyes widened. “No! No, that’s not it! It’s just…it struck me as strange is all. I mean, I’ve been raised in Human Society remember? I was raised as a human. I thought…I thought it was wrong…me having all of those dreams about the three of us together.” Kurama snickered. “So you were having dreams about us?” Yusuke blushed. “Y-yeah.” Hiei smiled. “Well, Yusuke? Do you accept us?” Yusuke gave him a smirk, and firmly attached his mouth to Hiei’s, giving him the hottest kiss that Hiei had ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Yusuke pulled away just enough so his lips were just ghosting over Hiei’s. “That answer your question?” he whispered, his voice husky. Hiei blinked, nodding. Kurama pouted. “And I feel left out.” Yusuke smiled and kissed Kurama, only to have himself pushed underneath the hot fox, his mouth plundered by the fox’s talented tongue. Kurama pulled away and looked at Hiei. “So Hiei, what shall we do with him?” Yusuke was now scared. That tone of Kurama’s only came out when he was planning something. Hiei smirked. “Well, it depends on if he’s up to a round or not.” Yusuke gulped. “Uh…you guys aren’t talking about what I think you’re talking about, are you?” Kurama blinked at him innocently. “Why Yusuke, I have no clue as to what you might be thinking.” Yusuke raised an eyebrow. “Uh…” he thrust his hips up to meet Kurama’s, making the fox groan loudly. “That.” Kurama smirked. “Well, I didn’t know you were this forward, Yu-chan.” “Yu-chan?” Yusuke questioned. “Yes, that’s been our name for you since we started planning how to get you into our little…relationship.” Kurama stated. He leaned down and started nipping at Yusuke’s neck again, pushing aside the black material that covered his shoulder. Hiei slipped over to be on Yusuke’s side, and discreetly cut the shirt to pieces so that he didn’t disrupt Kurama’s ministrations on Yusuke’s neck, drinking in the sight of his team leader’s well-built chest, not bulky but lean and firm, smooth as silk and the color of caramel. Hiei smirked, and attached his lips to a dusky brown nipple, making Yusuke jump, his hips thrusting against Kurama’s. Kurama groaned. “Mmmm, Yusuke…if you wanted me that bad, all you had to do was ask.” Yusuke rolled his eyes, leaning up and capturing Kurama’s lips in his own, pressing hard as he could and thrusting his tongue into Kurama’s hot mouth. Kurama blinked in surprise at the sudden aggressiveness, but moaned, eyes sliding shut as Yusuke’s tongue traveled through his mouth. Hiei watched the two, awed. The sight of those two, an akutarou (bad boy) and a bishounen (pretty boy), having a battle of the tongues was just damned erotic. Hiei gulped, feeling his arousal twitch at the show. Damn are those two hot. They’re hot, and they’re mine. Yusuke pulled his lips away from Kurama’s and whispered low enough so that Hiei wouldn’t hear. “Hey, I’m gonna attack Hiei in a few seconds okay?” Kurama smirked. “Okay. So…for positions…You seme for Hiei and me over you?” Yusuke blushed. Kurama took that as a yes, kissing him briefly. Yusuke slipped out from underneath Kurama, and pinned Hiei to the bed, holding both of the pyro’s hands in one of his, ripping his shirt off with the other while he kissed the older demon senseless. Hiei let out a squeak of surprise as Yusuke completely tried to dominate him. Of course, Hiei had been uke before…just not much. But for some odd reason, the idea of Yusuke pounding into him, making him scream his name in torturous bliss…Damn, he was getting harder just thinking about it. Hiei moaned into Yusuke’s kiss, thoroughly enjoying having his mouth ravaged by the S-Class Demon Lord. He would be damned before he would admit that Yusuke’s kiss left him wanting to beg for more. He had to keep fighting the urge to whimper and whine, wanting more of the surprisingly smooth hands of the demon lord soothing over his chest, playing with a nipple and switching to its’ twin, but pinching gently. Yusuke looked over at Kurama, and Kurama nodded, slipping behind Yusuke, and slipped off Hiei’s pants while he was still pre-occupied with the very talented mouth of Yusuke. Hiei blinked in confusion through the lust-filled haze the kiss had placed him in when he felt cool air caressing his bare skin. Did those two take my clothes off? A warm hand wrapped around his manhood, and he moaned into the kiss. I think that answers my question. Kurama slipped his hand up and down Hiei’s erection, making it harder and harder by the second. He was the only one who was still fully-clothed. Yusuke, who seemed to realize this, pulled away from Hiei, who whimpered from the loss of warmth. Yusuke smiled down at him. “Don’t worry, Hiei. I’m just gonna go strip Kurama.” Hiei smirked, but gasped as Kurama gripped his manhood harder. “Mind if…I just…lie here?” Yusuke shook his head. “Nope.” He snuck behind Kurama, who was preoccupied with his hand-job for Hiei, and didn’t notice the detective sneaking up behind him until he heard (and not to mention felt) the rip of shredding fabric as his shirt was rendered as useless pieces of silk, as were his pants. Thing was, the people at the morgue hadn’t considered it a good thing to give him any underwear. This speculation was only heightened by the fact that Kurama was on all-fours. Yusuke stared slightly. Damn.  Both Hiei and Kurama were well-endowed, yet he knew for a fact that he was the biggest out of all of them. And very proud of that fact. Yusuke smirked. “So, going commando, Kura-chan?” Kurama shivered at the mixture of the cool air assaulting his skin, the sound of Yusuke’s sultry, seductive growl, and at the adorable nickname that sounded like an unforgivable sin coming from Yusuke. Kura-chan…hmm…I like it. Oh DAMN! I really like it! “Ah! Yu-Yusuke…wh-what…” Kurama looked down between his legs, only to be greeted with the most erotic site he had ever seen. Yusuke was lying on his back, sinfully soft and scorching hot lips wrapped around the velvet skin of his length, sucking and licking at it, driving Kurama completely batty. “AH! Yusuke…harder! Please…” Kurama whimpered. For a beginner, Yusuke sure wasn’t a bad lay. In fact, he was quite skilled. At least they thought he was a beginner. “Yu-Yusuke…?” Kurama whimpered out. A hum around his length was his answer, making him cry out, nearly screaming as the vibrations from that simple sound tore through his body with destructive force. “H-have you…do-done…oh GOD! This before?” It was hard to get anything out with that sinful mouth around his length, sucking him so hard… Yusuke shook his head as a no. Kurama blinked in surprise, as did Hiei, who had really been enjoying the show. He’s never done this before? Hiei thought to Kurama. I guess we’ll have to very careful with him. Hiei nodded in agreement. Wait a minute…who’s going where? Kurama gave him a predatory grin, and Hiei gulped as Kurama’s grip on his manhood tightened even more, making it hurt now. Hiei moaned even louder. “Ah! Kurama…please…more…” As Kurama pleasured Hiei with his hands, Yusuke was almost making Kurama reach his breaking point. “Oh…Yusuke! Please, more! Please?” Yusuke felt Kurama’s stomach muscles contracting, and knew that he wouldn’t last much longer if he kept this up. Almost regretfully, Yusuke removed his lips from Kurama’s length, sitting up. Kurama whined, gasping as the cold air hit him. “Yusuke…” he whined out, pleading. Yusuke shook his head. “No Kurama. Can’t have you shooting your load now, can we?” His voice dripped innocence, but his eyes and smile betrayed that façade. Kurama glared. “Bastard.” Yusuke bowed slightly. “And proud of it.” Kurama then smiled, letting go of Hiei’s erection, and placed his hands on Yusuke’s hips, unbuttoning them and then ripping them down and off the detectives’ lean, muscled legs, the black silk boxers shredded as well, revealing the teen detective’s well-endowed (very well endowed) body. “Now we’re all even.” Kurama mumbled, capturing Yusuke’s lips in a kiss as Hiei attacked Yusuke’s chest. Kurama smirked against Yusuke’s lips. “Now?” he mumbled. Yusuke nodded. He wasn’t afraid of the pain that he knew was coming. Yusuke turned and pinned the smaller demon to the bed, holding his hands down on either side of Hiei’s head. “Ready, Hi-chan?” Yusuke purred in his pyro’s ear, remembering Kurama had said something about purring turning Hiei on. Hiei groaned. “Damn it, Yusuke…why do I have to be on bottom?” “Cause Kurama said so…” Hiei pouted, but the pout disappeared when Kurama passed Yusuke a tube of lube. Hiei watched, fascinated, as Yusuke coated his fingers with the light blue gel, warming it so that it wouldn’t irritate him. Hiei stiffened when Yusuke pushed a finger past his entrance, roughly thrusting the finger back and forth. Hiei gasped, Kurama had said that it hurt when he did it, but Yusuke’s pain was so…pleasurable. “Yusuke…” Hiei breathed, trying to catch his breath as Yusuke pushed in another lube-slick finger, scissoring them in Hiei’s hot hole, stretching the tight skin. Yusuke watched Hiei’s face intently, taking joy in the looks of absolute ecstasy crossing the koorime’s face. Yusuke added a third and final finger, thrusting them in and out roughly. He knew for a fact that Hiei was a masochist and enjoyed pain, whether it was inflicted on him of someone else, so he tried his hardest to be rough on the little demon. Yusuke gasped as he felt a finger push into his own channel, making pain and pleasurable fire spread throughout his entire body. “Kurama…” he moaned out, trying to keep his thoughts in one place, but Kurama’s questing and pushing fingers scattered his thoughts to the winds, giving him no mercy. Yusuke pulled his fingers out of Hiei’s entrance, and lathered his manhood in the warm gel, pressing the tip to Hiei’s puckered and stretched entrance. Hiei panted. “Yusuke…” he whined. That was all Yusuke needed. He thrust into Hiei’s body in a swift, hard jerk of his hips, sinking swiftly into the excruciating heat straight to the hilt just as Kurama pushed into Yusuke’s body. Yusuke gasped. Hiei’s entrance was almost too much to be in. It had to be nearly over a hundred degrees, the walls molding to his size, squeezing painfully. Hiei groaned. He didn’t want Yusuke to wait for him to adjust, the pain felt too good. Yusuke nodded, thrusting in and out as hard as he could, adjusting his angle every few thrusts to find Hiei’s secret spot. Kurama found Yusuke’s first, making Yusuke thrust into Hiei even harder, though that was the time he found Hiei’s prostate, making the koorime almost scream Yusuke’s name. In this, the trio finally found peace, love, and trust. They knew for a fact that they would never be apart as they continually thrusted in an out of each other, Yusuke pumping Hiei’s erection by hand, squeezing hard. Kurama gasped for breath, trying to calm his breathing and control himself. Sure, he hadn’t had much control once they started all of this, but once he had entered Yusuke’s tight heat, he threw all control out the window, thrusting into the teen detective without mercy. He knew that he wouldn’t last long, and a few clenches from Yusuke’s walls made him scream, shooting torrents of his seed into Yusuke. Yusuke felt Kurama lose it, and worked harder on making Hiei come before him, and it worked. Hiei screamed Yusuke’s name, coming all over his and Yusuke’s stomachs and hips, squeezing his inner walls around Yusuke’s shaft without mercy. Yusuke was the final one to lose it, yelling Hiei’s name, and then holding himself up with a lot of effort, finally able to slide to lay on Hiei’s left side, sliding out of his lover, sweat-coated and exhausted. He nuzzled his nose into Hiei’s neck. “Mmm…I love you two.” He murmured. Hiei smiled contentedly. “We love you too, Yu-chan.” Hiei yawned adorably as Kurama laid down on Hiei’s other side, wrapping his arms around the koorime’s waist, pulling him to his chest and falling asleep. Yusuke rolled his eyes at the fox, and saw Hiei slip into dreamland as well. Yusuke slid over and wrapped his arms around his two lovers, snuggling up to Hiei. I cant’ believe it all turned out this way. Kurama died, we brought him back, he’s happy now, so is Hiei. And so am I. But I guess I was scared. While we were doing the transmutation. I thought that once Kurama came back, he would just run to Hiei and the two would return to being lovey-doevey with each other…and they’d leave me alone with a shattered heart. I mean, I’ve always loved Kurama. He was so strong, beautiful, brilliant and graceful. It wasn’t until after Kurama died and Hiei and I started hanging out that I fell in love with him too. I’m just glad that this all turned out right. Yusuke smiled at his two lovers, pulled the blanket over them, and allowed himself to be embraced by the warmth of sleep. The peace surrounded them…for now. But we all know that fate just loves tripping you and laughing in your face…as our three demons are to soon find out…