Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Hiei's First Bicycle ❯ The Adventure ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: ToriS 
The bicycling.......the trouble.......the sex........the talk about babies.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.18.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.4K | Visits: 442 | Status: Completed
The bicycling.......the trouble.......the sex........the talk about babies.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.18.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.4K | Visits: 442 | Status: Completed
Hiei's First Bicycle
a fanfic by: Tori SingerDisclaimers Apply.This fic contains YAOI, male male love, humor, lemon, romance and stuff I can't categorize.This is a continuation/side story to Til' Death do we Part...? so it's HIGHLY recommended that you read it first.fic was made possible by my faithful reviewers who are considered my pals. Also it's possible on account of my weird imagination...
"BEEP......BEEP.........BEEP......BEEP......BE-CRASH!!!"
Hiei tucked his arm back under the blanket. He cursed the day Kurama purchased that alarm clock. Laying for a few more minutes, Hiei also cursed why he was up so early.
"Kurama......" He muttered the name, as if it were at fault. But Hiei digressed, he told his fiancee he would do this for him. So he would. So, Hiei sleepily drug himself out of the warm bed and stood. He stretched his arms over his head and yawned, looking a little like a pussycat. Hiei turned and looked at his comfortably sleeping kitsune. The fire demon couldn't help but smile at the tender scene.
Kurama was laying on his back, leg still propped up, with his hands at his waist. His pale face was gentle and expressionless. If it wasn't for the steady rising and falling of his chest, one would think he was a doll. But Hiei knew better. And besides, if he WAS a doll, Hiei wouldn't be letting other people see it.
Hiei stood there, wondering where those previous thoughts had come from. Hiei slightly shook his head.
"Must be drowsy." He stated softly, rubbing his eyes. Finally, he got his tired feet to move. He padded out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Reaching the bottom, he walked, eyes half-lidded with sleep. He still couldn't figure out why Kurama got up this damn early all the time. He hated mornings. Here he was, at 5:00AM in the morning, getting ready to leave. He flushed the stool and brushed his teeth. Combing his hair best he could, he went back upstairs to dress.
Hiei tried to rummage through the closet quietly; as to not wake his fiancee. He finally settle on a black sleeveless shirt with his black cloak over it. He wore his regular trousers and pulled on his boots. Walking up to Kurama, he leaned down and gently kissed Kurama's cheek. He turned and left the room, quietly closing the door behind him.
Hiei scowled when he opened the front door. There, sitting on the front porch, was the dreaded bag of newspapers. (insert dramatic music here)fire demon scowled harder and picked it up. Slinging it over his shoulder, Hiei made his way to the garage. The garage door opened with a loud screaching noise. Hiei cringed and covered his ears. He was really hating this....
Hiei frowned at the shiny black and blue bicycle waiting for him. Kurama had talked him into taking him shopping for a bike. Hiei didn't count on the bike ever being for himself. Hiei thought it was just to replace his old one, which was in bicycle heaven right now. Hiei sighed.
He approached the contraption wearily. He wanted to be doing anything but what he was getting ready to do. He knew it wouldn't do any good to try and seduce Kurama into letting him stay home...
Yawning, the cute little demon attached the newspaper bag to the handle bars of the bike, so it wouldn't fall and cause him to wreck. He slung a leg over the side of the bike and yelped. He staggered off of the bike and held his crotch.
'Need...to lower the seat...' He thought deliriously. Eyes watering, he fumbled around with the seat for a bit, recalling fixing Kurama's bike a few times. A few minutes later, Hiei was sitting comfortably on the bike, peering at the watch he 'borrowed' from his fox. It read, 5:13AM, he was late in getting started with his route. He groaned, he didn't know how he was gonna get this done before everyone wakes up looking for their morning paper. Hiei kicked the ground with his foot, causing the bike to roll forward. Hiei akwardly placed his feet on the pedals, trying to keep his balance with the handle bars as well. He was accelerating against his will, speeding down the driveway without remorse. Panicking slightly, Hiei 'eeped' and brought a hand over his face as he bonbarded into the tree on the side of the driveway. The jolt knocked Hiei sideways, the small demon crumpling to the grass with an 'oof'.
Hiei layed there a bit, trying to determine if anything was broken. Finding everything in working order, he got to his feet, feeling a slight sting on his left knee. He vaguely thought about it being a scrape, big deal. He had important things to do, and he was wasting time lounging by a tree! Determined, Hiei jerked the bike up by it's handle bars and glared at it. He snarled at the two wheeled vehicle before practically jumping on it. He piddled with the buttons and levers on the handle bars, just now figuring out what lever was the brake.
Feeling a little stupified, Hiei kicked off with his foot and turned onto the sidewalk. Now, he had to master throwing newspapers while keeping balance.
'Damn fox and his agility...'
Kurama awoke to a slight pressure on his cheek. He was vaguely aware that someone was moving around in the bedroom. Cracking open an eye, he caught sight of his fiancee's retreating back, shutting the bedroom door. Eyes widening in grogginess, Kurama glanced over at the clock, now mangled. He noted it was 5:05AM and Hiei was being a dear by taking over his newspaper delivery job. Kurama grinned and snuggled into the blankets, keenly aware of the pressure he was putting on his injured leg. Hissing, he turned slightly and layed back.
'It's good to sleep in for once...' He thought to himself. He distantly heard the sound of the garage door screaching open. Grimacing, Kurama reached to the side of the bed and grasped the crutches the doctor made him take home. Stumbling akwardly, he limped to the hallway, peering out the hallway window at the yard below. He had a clear view of the driveway; and was surprised by a speeding bicycle zooming out of the garage only to collide with the big oak tree. Kurama cringed as his fiancee crumpled to the ground like a rag doll. He resisted the urge to fling open the window and call out to his lover. That would just hurt Hiei's pride more.
He watched, bemused, as his fiancee growled at the bicycle, before taking off down the sidewalk on it. The fox shook his head slowly, grinning before limping back to the bedroom to resume his beauty sleep.
Hiei cringed at the sound of shattering glass. He turned the corner quickly as not to be seen. How was he to know how to aim a damn paper while riding a bike? Hiei sighed, who was he kidding? He hadn't been able to get a paper on the doorstep once. He was about halfway through the bag now, most of them stuck in trees or buried behind a doghouse. The demon's ego deflated. At this rate, he'd never be back in time to watch the sunrise with Kurama. He glanced at his watch, it read 6:30AM. He was behind schedule. If he didn't hurry up, it'd be 8:00 before he got home.
'Oh man, Kurama's never gonna let me live this one down.' His eyebrows scrunched in concentration. He needed to focus, -see- the doorstep, -be- the newspaper. He focused soley on the upcoming front porch. There was a pit bull laying lazily on the bottom step, looking bored. Hiei aimed the paper, concentrating on the destination. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. He arm flung out, and the paper soared slowly through the air, bending end over end. Hiei stopped his bike and watched with awe the spectacle before him. His heart soared with new found hope, hope that he might actually make a good delivery boy.
His face slowly turned to a frown as he caught sight of a pit bull leaping into the air, seeming to defy gravity. The mammonth jaws opened wide like a vortex lined with spikes. The powerful mouth clamped shut onto the fragile newspaper, downsizing Hiei's pride like a tumbling lego tower. Hiei watched on in dismay as the dog landed and strutted to the backyard, probably to bury it or something.
Hiei hung his head as he biked home. He didn't make a single hit, he'd missed every step. Not like Shuuichi though, no, never like perfect Shuuichi, who's newspapers hit the step with perfect aim every time! Hiei screached to a halt.
'What the fuck?! WHAT THE FUCK?!! I'm thinking badly about Kurama, BAD HIEI, NO COOKIE!!' He screamed at himself. He smacked himself in the face.
'Thou shall not think badly of fiancee, thou shall never forsake him, thou shall never envy his talents.' With each thought, he smacked himself on the face.
Teen laughter reached his ears; It was coming from slightly to the side of him. He glanced over to his right to see three rowdy looking gangsters sauntering over, laughing and sneering. When they were in distance, the tallest boy snickered.
"Stop hittin' yerself, stop hittin' yerself!" He guffawed, causing the other two guys to laugh at the riot. Hiei scowled. How dare these humans poke fun at him!
"Fuck off, human." He knew he shouldn't get in a fight, so it was best if he backed off now. He got off his bike and started walking it up the sidewalk. The group didn't like this so they rushed ahead of him and stood in front of his bike.
"Where you going little shrimp? Mommy callin'?" One of the members mocked. The other two laughed at his antics. Hiei's face burned. He knew that he'd be in A LOT of trouble if he fought. He just sneered and went to go around them. The group blocked his path yet again.
"Yer not goin' no where little man. Hand over your money or pay the consequences." The seemingly leader of the group threatened. Hiei was losing his cool, he tried to not let it get to him.
"I don't have time for your silly human games." He monotoned, causing the others to sneer at the short boy.
"Oh I get it, you're gonna miss your bus to daycare!" The others roared with laughter at their friend's joke. Hiei's ears burned, he needed to get home to his fiancee.
"Please, step aside and let me through." Perhaps a little of the Shuuichi charm will do him some good. No such luck. The group snickered.
"Oi, pretty boy, where'd you get the sleek bike..?" The leader drawled, running a hand along the handle bars. Hiei smacked his hand away.
"None of your business." He snapped, getting quite fed up with these humans' antics. The leader glared as the others looked on in shock. The boy quickly grabbed the handle bars of the bike and jerked it away from Hiei, causing the fire demon to fall on his rump. The group laughed. The leader inspected the bike.
"I guess we'll just take this as payment. See you around shrimp." He mocked before jumping on the bike and taking off down the sidewalk. Hiei snarled. There was no way he was letting them get away with the bike Kurama bought for him! He refrained from using powers, as Koenma would never let him hear the end of it. He shot up from his position on the sidewalk and raced after the trio. The one on the bike pedaled faster, and the two subordinates was running on foot, a bit behind but not too bad.
Hiei ran like a human being, he did occasionally. He couldn't have humans seeing his demonic powers. So, with his cloak flapping in the wind, he ran across streets, through alleys, through people's back yards....the list went on. Hiei took the time to look at his watch.
"DAMN! 6:55 already!?" His face mirrored disbelief. He shook his head and sped up, determined to get the bike back. He hopped a fence, trying to cut them off. He succeeded, jumping right in front of them! The leader hollered and veered to the right, out in front of a car! The teen jumped back and fell to the ground with a thump. The car slammed on it's brakes but collided with the still rolling bicycle. Hiei knew that if he was wearing a hat, he'd take it off in honor of the poor bicycle. He frowned at the crumpled mess the bike was in. Sighing, he walked over and plucked it off the street, ignoring the obsene yells from the driver of the car.
The gang members took off down the street, yelling revenges and such. Hiei shook his head.
'If only they would've left me alone........but that's the world we live in. Anything can happen and we don't have to know why, it just does. It makes you wonder, does someone have all our actions planned? Is it written out like a schedule book by some superior force? Or is it just fate. Fate controls all, or so some believe. Others believe that they control their own destiny, that they are making spur of the moment decisions that change their fate, that different things would've happened, that it wasn't 'meant to be'. Hiei shook his head to clear his thoughts. He started up the sidewalk toward home, carrying the mangled bike from an arm.
Kurama was really getting worried. He kept getting up and glancing out the window, then pacing the room again.
"Oh, Hiei where are you?" He asked himself for the hundredth time. He glanced at the wall clock again, it read 7:45, and Hiei had yet to come home. He stopped in mid-pace when he heard the neighbor's dog barking. Hoping, Kurama hobbled to the front door and opened it, stepping onto the front porch. His eyes scanned everything in sight. His line of vision stopped on a disgruntled looking figure sauntering up the sidewalk, a twisted bicycle under his arm. Kurama's smile turned to a frown. Hiei looked upset, something must've happened. Kurama hobbled down the steps and stood next to the driveway.
Hiei made his way up the driveway, face downcast. He'd failed, he'd never be able to deliver newspapers for Kurama. He looked up and saw his fox standing in the driveway, looking worried. Hiei averted his gaze, walking past him, not showing his face. Kurama watched him toss the mangled bike in the garage and slam the door down. He jumped as it banged shut. Hiei stalked past the fox and into the house. Kurama sighed and followed Hiei.
He heard stuff slamming around in the kitchen. He hobbled in on his crutches and gazed at his disgruntled lover. Hiei was sitting at the kitchen table, head in his hands. The fox smiled a bit and hobbled over; he put a hand on the fire demon's shoulder. Hiei jerked his head up before meeting the fox's eyes. He looked away.
"I'm sorry fox." Hiei said softly, not wanting to see his lover's crestfallen face. Kurama cocked his head to the side in puzzlement.
"For....what Hiei?" He asked, genuinely confused at Hiei's actions. The fox continued.
"What happened to you love?" He prodded, caressing the demon's shoulder. Hiei sighed.
"I......didn't do a good job throwing the papers. That's all." He said vaguely. The kitsune didn't buy it, but decided to let it drop. He giggled, causing Hiei to cast him a confused look. Kurama patted Hiei's shoulder playfully.
"That's all? It's alright Hiei, I'm sure they won't mind." His face took on a sultry look as he leaned down close to the fire demon.
"I missed you this morning...." He said sexily, causing Hiei to part his lips in earnest. Kurama flipped a lock of hair back away from his face and eased himself down on Hiei's lap, mindful of his injured appendage.
"Hiei........I -missed- you this morning." He said more earnestly. Hiei's eyes lidded, and he wrapped an arm around the fox's slender waist.
"I missed you too kitsune." He confessed, caressing Kurama's thigh seductively. The fox sighed at the touch, leaning into his lover. Hiei took advantage of the position and nipped at the fox's pale neck. Kurama gasped at the feeling, leaning his head back to permit further pleasures. Hiei grinned against Kurama's neck. He nuzzled the skin, breathing warm air on it before sucking gently. Kurama felt tingles run through his neck from Hiei's playing.
The fox moaned and snuggled deeper against the warm body beneath him. Hiei sighed softly and tightened his grip on the fox, trying to get out of the chair without hurting the fox. Kurama took notice of this and giggled.
"I can walk...err...hobble." He joked, causing Hiei to snort indignantly. He smirked.
"Hn, you're gonna be my wife, and the husband is supposed to -carry- the wife to the bedroom." He said smoothly, causing Kurama to huff. Hiei managed to get out of the chair and across the kitchen. Carrying the light as a feather fox was easy, it's just obsticales like getting out of chairs and attempting climbing stairs that was hard. Hiei walked sideways up the stairs, avoiding bumping Kurama's cast against the wall or anything.
Kurama was getting impatient. He wiggled seductively in Hiei's grasp. The fire demon growled possesively and nuzzled Kurama's neck.
"If you keep -that- up, I'm gonna end up taking you here on the stairs." He warned, growling again at Kurama's second wiggle. The fox sighed and leaned back against Hiei's shoulder, enjoying the ride to the bedroom. He fleetly thought about how to go about this with his cast and all. He forgot about it when Hiei kicked open the bedroom door. He deposited the fox on the bed gently before crawling over top of him. He placed Kurama's wrists above his head, leaning down into the kitsune's face.
"Mine." He simply said before claiming his wife-to be's lips. Kurama eagerly complied, not caring about being 'owned'. They hadn't had sex in a while, what with Kurama's new job at his step-father's company. Hiei tasted toothpaste on his fox's breath. He moaned softly into the warm crevice of Kurama's mouth. He loved the taste of the toothpaste they used, especially once it's been in his lover's mouth. They broke apart for air, both taking deep breaths.
Kurama leaned his head back into the bed, exposing his neck deliberately. Hiei took the bait, knowing what the fox wanted.
"Yes my fox, you like that do you not?" He purred, his chest rumbling against the writhing body beneath him. Kurama could only moan incoherently as Hiei attacked his neck with his lips, running his tongue down the side of the smooth skin. Hiei released the fox's hands in order to unbutton Kurama's shirt swiftly. He loved trying to multitask, it was a challenge. He attempted nuzzling Kurama's neck with his mouth, unbuttoning the complicated buttons on Kurama's shirt, and use his other hand to caress the fox's thigh. Kurama's eyes rolled back and he gasped for air. He flipped his hair to the side, making room for Hiei's mouth to explore more.
Hiei complied, pulling Kurama's shirt off, exposing the fox's heaving chest. The fire demon took in the sight of Kurama's flushed body. His nipples were just begging to be fondled. Hiei leaned down and gave one a lick. Kurama gasped and tossed his head back against the pillows. Hiei smirked and covered the pert skin with his mouth, suckling softly enough to drive the fox crazy.
Kurama felt the room temperature shoot up a few degrees. He felt it was too hot in there with his pants on. He wrapped his arms around Hiei's shoulders and arched his back, pressing his arousal against the fire demon's. Hiei grunted lustily at the contact, taking the hint. He reached down with his hands and made quick work of Kurama's belts and zipper. He eased the baggy pants over Kurama's legs, being careful with the fox's cast. He groaned when he found Kurama was wearing nothing underneath his pants, exposing his throbbing erection to the warm air.
Kurama, panting impatiently, reached up and fumbled quickly with Hiei's clothes, getting his fingers tangled in the impossibly baggy cloak. Hiei chuckled at the fox's eagerness and reached up and helped discard his top, leaving him in his tank top. He reached down and pulled it up over his head, revealing a golden, muscular chest and stomach. Kurama moaned heatedly and ran his fingers down the smooth flesh of Hiei's abs.
The fire demon watched Kurama's fingers worship his body. He groaned and tossed his head back, sighing contently. He started when he heard the zipper of his pants. Kurama undid his pants and pulled them down over his hips, revealing Hiei's dripping erection.
Hiei sat to the side of the bed and toed off his boots, pushing his pants the rest of the way off. He grabbed the bottle of lube on the dresser before sitting against the headboard. Kurama looked up from his laying position on the sheets. He gave Hiei a puzzled look. Hiei gestured for him to c'mere.
"You have to sit on top, what with your leg and all, I'd hurt you if I drove into you. You're gonna have to drive." He said breathlessly, he couldn't wait too much longer. Kurama nodded, he crawled carefully over to the waiting demon and turned his back to him. He had his leg out to the side, to avoid any.........ailments.
Kurama looked over his shoulder at the demon.
"Hand me the lube sweety and watch." He said, eyes full of desire and playfullness. Hiei grinned and placed the tube in the fox's outstretched hand. Kurama opened it and took a wiff of the smell of apples. He perched himself up on his left knee, his right leg outstretched with his cast. He sat straddling Hiei's knees, inches above the demon's skin. The fox squeezed some of the gel onto a finger. He rubbed it in before reaching behind him. He groped around until he found his entrance. He spread the gel around the opening, trying to lube the way for bigger things to come. Hiei sucked in a lungfull of air, watching the display of desire before him.
Kurama squeezed more lube on his fingers, this time pressing a digit inside the tight ring. The fox's back arched, his head tossed back, lips parted in desire.
Hiei rubbed his own arousal idly, eyes glued to the performance not two feet from his face. Kurama wiggled his finger around, stretching the opening. He sighed at the feeling, discomfort mixed with an undefined feeling of content. He squeezed the tube, using his other hand to lube his other fingers behind his back, never taking the first finger out of his anus.
He rubbed his fingers together, smearing the lube. He pressed his middle finger against his opening, making sure he was ready. Finding little resistance, he pressed it in rather quickly, hissing at the feeling of discomfort.
Hiei was gonna explode. His arousal was aching to the point that it hurt. He rubbed at it to get it to calm down, but watching his fox like that in that position....ugh. He gazed at the pale expanse of Kurama's back, laced in tension, flaming red hair pooling down his shoulders and trailing down to the middle of his back. His arms twisted around with his fingers working his ass. Hiei felt that his arousal had a hearbeat of it's own.
Kurama quickly worked in a third finger, jutting his fingers in and out quickly, getting impatient. He felt so hot, fingering himself, but knowing Hiei was right behind him watching; made him feel sexy and beautiful. He moaned and felt droplets of sweat appear on his forehead in the steamy room.
Hiei groaned deeply as he heard Kurama's breathing speed up. The fox was finger fucking himself, gasping in short bits of air, bouncing slightly. Hiei was surprised when he stopped.
"Kurama?" He questioned breathlessly. The fox looked over his shoulder seductively. He smiled and backed up, settling himself over Hiei's arousal. Hiei figured it out and groaned. He placed his hands around Kurama's waist as the fox impaled himself on Hiei's erection.
Both demons moaned at the joining. Kurama felt Hiei's member throbbing within' him as if it had a hearbeat. His inner walls clenched around the member, milking it for what it was worth.
The fire demon leaned his head against the headboard, pulling Kurama against his chest. The fox reached an arm up and wrapped it around Hiei's neck akwardly. Hiei noted distantly that Kurama's left side was bared, and the fox was pretty ticklish on that side. Beating down that mood killing thought, Hiei focused on the slender red head sitting on his cock.
Kurama let the new feeling get settled before sliding upwards. He sucked in a mouthful of air as the movement caused delicious friction. He choked on his breath as he slammed back down, causing pain to shoot up his spine along with pleasurable tinglings.
Hiei hissed slightly, placing his hands on either side of Kurama's ribs. He pulled the kitsune up off his cock, only to push him back down hard. Kurama gasped loudly and rocked his hips. Hiei rocked upwards in time with Kurama's downthrusts. They rocked shallowly until they found a suitable rythm for the both of them. Kurama leaned his head against Hiei's shoulder, mouth agape in pleasure. Hiei arched his head back, banging it on the headboard. The two felt liquid fire rushing through their veins. Hiei thrust the fox up and down on his cock, as Kurama panted like a bitch in heat, clinging on for the ride.
Hiei, admist the passion, reached around and grasped Kurama's weeping cock, giving it a shallow tug. Kurama hollered in ecstasy and arched back against his lover. Hiei stroked Kurama's member in time with their thrusting, bringing the fox closer to climax.
The fox turned his head toward Hiei, searching for his mouth. He didn't have to search far because Hiei planted his mouth over the waiting kitsune's. Kurama plunged his tongue inside, blindly probing around, dizzy with pleasure. Hiei's breath came in raggard puffs around the fox's tongue. Kurama groped around with his free hand and clenched the fire demon's thigh tightly.
Hiei groaned in the fox's mouth, rocking his hips hard against Kurama's. The fox broke free from their kiss, gasping in spurts. He tossed his head back, moaning loudly. He was almost there. Hiei felt his climax coming. He sped up his thrusts, searching for Kurama's prostate. He knew he hit it when the fox screached and arched his back like a bow string. Hiei felt warm liquid flow through his fingers. He looked down and saw his hand covered in Kurama's semen. The fox sighed and sagged against Hiei's chest. Hiei thrust a few more times, feeling Kurama's inner walls clenching and unclenching. He thrust deep once more before coming hard with a grunt.
Kurama sighed contently when he felt the comforting feel of his lover's cum shooting inside of him. He snuggled against Hiei's neck, wanting to cuddle a bit. Hiei took the hint and eased Kurama off of his now limp cock. He pulled the fox down against his chest, snuggling into a mass of red hair. Kurama traced patterns idly on Hiei's chest with his finger.
"Ne, Hiei?" He asked hoarsely. Hiei grunted. Kurama ceased his movements.
"About having kids, did you mean it when you-" He was cut off by a tight squeeze around his waist. He looked up and met Hiei's eyes, which had a twinkle in them.
"Hiei?" He asked, puzzled. The fire demon smirked.
"Kurama, if you want kids, then.....I want kids too." He clarified. Kurama smiled brightly, making Hiei feel like the world just became a better place.
"Do you mean it Hiei?!" He asked excitedly. Hiei nodded. Kurama squealed and glomped onto Hiei's waist and upper torso. He struggled to breathe in the kitsune's death grip.
"Kurama, hn, lemme go." He whispered hoarsely, choking to death. Kurama released him with a grin.
"What kind of child do you want? A boy? Or a girl?" He asked seriously but with excitement. Hiei thought a moment.
"I definetely want a boy. I know nothing about women." He stated, closing his eyes. Kurama smiled slyly.
"Hey Hiei, I haven't been completely honest with you. Did you know..........that Youkos......can....get pregnant?" He asked almost hesitantly. Hiei's eyes snapped open.
"What?! How?!" He demanded. Kurama shushed him with a finger to his lips. He reached under the bed and pulled out a small box. He opened the box and revealed his thousands of seeds. He plucked one out of the pile and held it up for his lover to see.
"This is what Youkos call the 'Reproduction Seed', when it blooms, it makes a nice lotion of sorts. All you do is rub the lotion like substance on the seme's penis, then when they fuck the uke, the uke Youko will get pregnant. The pregnacy lasts about three months, depending on who the parents are and such. When it's time for the baby to be born, the anus stretches and a hidden compartment like hole opens and allows the child to leave the sac and enter the rectum and then exit through the anus. It will be painful, but if you're serious, I want to have your child, Hiei." Kurama smiled at the bewildered demon who looked like he just ate a lemon.
Hiei tried to digest this information. Coming to a conclusion, he nodded.
"Ok, then, when should we start?" He asked anxiously. Kurama grinned.
"We'll wait til' my leg heals, I don't want to be pregnant with crutches." He made a face. Hiei laughed before snuggling against his fiancee.
"Hmm, should we get married before we have kids?" Kurama asked. Hiei thought about it. He grinned wickedly.
"Hmm, I'd like to see you big and pregnant in a wedding dress..." He trailed off, fending off playful smacks from his lover. Kurama giggled.
"Ok, When I get my cast off, we'll use the seed and I'll get pregnant. Then, we'll have the wedding -before- I'm big and fat. Then, we'll start thinking of baby names!" He concluded with glee. Hiei even had to smile. Their future looked pretty bright. Hiei thought to himself.
'If only it could stay that way....'
Don't worry! Don't have a cow! This is just the ending to the second series. The third series, "The Pregnacy Chronicles" is self explainatory. It's coming soon! Don't worry! Hope you liked this second series! Let me know! Should I even continue this? Or are all of you losing interest in me..? Review please! Peace out.
a fanfic by: Tori SingerDisclaimers Apply.This fic contains YAOI, male male love, humor, lemon, romance and stuff I can't categorize.This is a continuation/side story to Til' Death do we Part...? so it's HIGHLY recommended that you read it first.fic was made possible by my faithful reviewers who are considered my pals. Also it's possible on account of my weird imagination...
"BEEP......BEEP.........BEEP......BEEP......BE-CRASH!!!"
Hiei tucked his arm back under the blanket. He cursed the day Kurama purchased that alarm clock. Laying for a few more minutes, Hiei also cursed why he was up so early.
"Kurama......" He muttered the name, as if it were at fault. But Hiei digressed, he told his fiancee he would do this for him. So he would. So, Hiei sleepily drug himself out of the warm bed and stood. He stretched his arms over his head and yawned, looking a little like a pussycat. Hiei turned and looked at his comfortably sleeping kitsune. The fire demon couldn't help but smile at the tender scene.
Kurama was laying on his back, leg still propped up, with his hands at his waist. His pale face was gentle and expressionless. If it wasn't for the steady rising and falling of his chest, one would think he was a doll. But Hiei knew better. And besides, if he WAS a doll, Hiei wouldn't be letting other people see it.
Hiei stood there, wondering where those previous thoughts had come from. Hiei slightly shook his head.
"Must be drowsy." He stated softly, rubbing his eyes. Finally, he got his tired feet to move. He padded out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Reaching the bottom, he walked, eyes half-lidded with sleep. He still couldn't figure out why Kurama got up this damn early all the time. He hated mornings. Here he was, at 5:00AM in the morning, getting ready to leave. He flushed the stool and brushed his teeth. Combing his hair best he could, he went back upstairs to dress.
Hiei tried to rummage through the closet quietly; as to not wake his fiancee. He finally settle on a black sleeveless shirt with his black cloak over it. He wore his regular trousers and pulled on his boots. Walking up to Kurama, he leaned down and gently kissed Kurama's cheek. He turned and left the room, quietly closing the door behind him.
Hiei scowled when he opened the front door. There, sitting on the front porch, was the dreaded bag of newspapers. (insert dramatic music here)fire demon scowled harder and picked it up. Slinging it over his shoulder, Hiei made his way to the garage. The garage door opened with a loud screaching noise. Hiei cringed and covered his ears. He was really hating this....
Hiei frowned at the shiny black and blue bicycle waiting for him. Kurama had talked him into taking him shopping for a bike. Hiei didn't count on the bike ever being for himself. Hiei thought it was just to replace his old one, which was in bicycle heaven right now. Hiei sighed.
He approached the contraption wearily. He wanted to be doing anything but what he was getting ready to do. He knew it wouldn't do any good to try and seduce Kurama into letting him stay home...
Yawning, the cute little demon attached the newspaper bag to the handle bars of the bike, so it wouldn't fall and cause him to wreck. He slung a leg over the side of the bike and yelped. He staggered off of the bike and held his crotch.
'Need...to lower the seat...' He thought deliriously. Eyes watering, he fumbled around with the seat for a bit, recalling fixing Kurama's bike a few times. A few minutes later, Hiei was sitting comfortably on the bike, peering at the watch he 'borrowed' from his fox. It read, 5:13AM, he was late in getting started with his route. He groaned, he didn't know how he was gonna get this done before everyone wakes up looking for their morning paper. Hiei kicked the ground with his foot, causing the bike to roll forward. Hiei akwardly placed his feet on the pedals, trying to keep his balance with the handle bars as well. He was accelerating against his will, speeding down the driveway without remorse. Panicking slightly, Hiei 'eeped' and brought a hand over his face as he bonbarded into the tree on the side of the driveway. The jolt knocked Hiei sideways, the small demon crumpling to the grass with an 'oof'.
Hiei layed there a bit, trying to determine if anything was broken. Finding everything in working order, he got to his feet, feeling a slight sting on his left knee. He vaguely thought about it being a scrape, big deal. He had important things to do, and he was wasting time lounging by a tree! Determined, Hiei jerked the bike up by it's handle bars and glared at it. He snarled at the two wheeled vehicle before practically jumping on it. He piddled with the buttons and levers on the handle bars, just now figuring out what lever was the brake.
Feeling a little stupified, Hiei kicked off with his foot and turned onto the sidewalk. Now, he had to master throwing newspapers while keeping balance.
'Damn fox and his agility...'
Kurama awoke to a slight pressure on his cheek. He was vaguely aware that someone was moving around in the bedroom. Cracking open an eye, he caught sight of his fiancee's retreating back, shutting the bedroom door. Eyes widening in grogginess, Kurama glanced over at the clock, now mangled. He noted it was 5:05AM and Hiei was being a dear by taking over his newspaper delivery job. Kurama grinned and snuggled into the blankets, keenly aware of the pressure he was putting on his injured leg. Hissing, he turned slightly and layed back.
'It's good to sleep in for once...' He thought to himself. He distantly heard the sound of the garage door screaching open. Grimacing, Kurama reached to the side of the bed and grasped the crutches the doctor made him take home. Stumbling akwardly, he limped to the hallway, peering out the hallway window at the yard below. He had a clear view of the driveway; and was surprised by a speeding bicycle zooming out of the garage only to collide with the big oak tree. Kurama cringed as his fiancee crumpled to the ground like a rag doll. He resisted the urge to fling open the window and call out to his lover. That would just hurt Hiei's pride more.
He watched, bemused, as his fiancee growled at the bicycle, before taking off down the sidewalk on it. The fox shook his head slowly, grinning before limping back to the bedroom to resume his beauty sleep.
Hiei cringed at the sound of shattering glass. He turned the corner quickly as not to be seen. How was he to know how to aim a damn paper while riding a bike? Hiei sighed, who was he kidding? He hadn't been able to get a paper on the doorstep once. He was about halfway through the bag now, most of them stuck in trees or buried behind a doghouse. The demon's ego deflated. At this rate, he'd never be back in time to watch the sunrise with Kurama. He glanced at his watch, it read 6:30AM. He was behind schedule. If he didn't hurry up, it'd be 8:00 before he got home.
'Oh man, Kurama's never gonna let me live this one down.' His eyebrows scrunched in concentration. He needed to focus, -see- the doorstep, -be- the newspaper. He focused soley on the upcoming front porch. There was a pit bull laying lazily on the bottom step, looking bored. Hiei aimed the paper, concentrating on the destination. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. He arm flung out, and the paper soared slowly through the air, bending end over end. Hiei stopped his bike and watched with awe the spectacle before him. His heart soared with new found hope, hope that he might actually make a good delivery boy.
His face slowly turned to a frown as he caught sight of a pit bull leaping into the air, seeming to defy gravity. The mammonth jaws opened wide like a vortex lined with spikes. The powerful mouth clamped shut onto the fragile newspaper, downsizing Hiei's pride like a tumbling lego tower. Hiei watched on in dismay as the dog landed and strutted to the backyard, probably to bury it or something.
Hiei hung his head as he biked home. He didn't make a single hit, he'd missed every step. Not like Shuuichi though, no, never like perfect Shuuichi, who's newspapers hit the step with perfect aim every time! Hiei screached to a halt.
'What the fuck?! WHAT THE FUCK?!! I'm thinking badly about Kurama, BAD HIEI, NO COOKIE!!' He screamed at himself. He smacked himself in the face.
'Thou shall not think badly of fiancee, thou shall never forsake him, thou shall never envy his talents.' With each thought, he smacked himself on the face.
Teen laughter reached his ears; It was coming from slightly to the side of him. He glanced over to his right to see three rowdy looking gangsters sauntering over, laughing and sneering. When they were in distance, the tallest boy snickered.
"Stop hittin' yerself, stop hittin' yerself!" He guffawed, causing the other two guys to laugh at the riot. Hiei scowled. How dare these humans poke fun at him!
"Fuck off, human." He knew he shouldn't get in a fight, so it was best if he backed off now. He got off his bike and started walking it up the sidewalk. The group didn't like this so they rushed ahead of him and stood in front of his bike.
"Where you going little shrimp? Mommy callin'?" One of the members mocked. The other two laughed at his antics. Hiei's face burned. He knew that he'd be in A LOT of trouble if he fought. He just sneered and went to go around them. The group blocked his path yet again.
"Yer not goin' no where little man. Hand over your money or pay the consequences." The seemingly leader of the group threatened. Hiei was losing his cool, he tried to not let it get to him.
"I don't have time for your silly human games." He monotoned, causing the others to sneer at the short boy.
"Oh I get it, you're gonna miss your bus to daycare!" The others roared with laughter at their friend's joke. Hiei's ears burned, he needed to get home to his fiancee.
"Please, step aside and let me through." Perhaps a little of the Shuuichi charm will do him some good. No such luck. The group snickered.
"Oi, pretty boy, where'd you get the sleek bike..?" The leader drawled, running a hand along the handle bars. Hiei smacked his hand away.
"None of your business." He snapped, getting quite fed up with these humans' antics. The leader glared as the others looked on in shock. The boy quickly grabbed the handle bars of the bike and jerked it away from Hiei, causing the fire demon to fall on his rump. The group laughed. The leader inspected the bike.
"I guess we'll just take this as payment. See you around shrimp." He mocked before jumping on the bike and taking off down the sidewalk. Hiei snarled. There was no way he was letting them get away with the bike Kurama bought for him! He refrained from using powers, as Koenma would never let him hear the end of it. He shot up from his position on the sidewalk and raced after the trio. The one on the bike pedaled faster, and the two subordinates was running on foot, a bit behind but not too bad.
Hiei ran like a human being, he did occasionally. He couldn't have humans seeing his demonic powers. So, with his cloak flapping in the wind, he ran across streets, through alleys, through people's back yards....the list went on. Hiei took the time to look at his watch.
"DAMN! 6:55 already!?" His face mirrored disbelief. He shook his head and sped up, determined to get the bike back. He hopped a fence, trying to cut them off. He succeeded, jumping right in front of them! The leader hollered and veered to the right, out in front of a car! The teen jumped back and fell to the ground with a thump. The car slammed on it's brakes but collided with the still rolling bicycle. Hiei knew that if he was wearing a hat, he'd take it off in honor of the poor bicycle. He frowned at the crumpled mess the bike was in. Sighing, he walked over and plucked it off the street, ignoring the obsene yells from the driver of the car.
The gang members took off down the street, yelling revenges and such. Hiei shook his head.
'If only they would've left me alone........but that's the world we live in. Anything can happen and we don't have to know why, it just does. It makes you wonder, does someone have all our actions planned? Is it written out like a schedule book by some superior force? Or is it just fate. Fate controls all, or so some believe. Others believe that they control their own destiny, that they are making spur of the moment decisions that change their fate, that different things would've happened, that it wasn't 'meant to be'. Hiei shook his head to clear his thoughts. He started up the sidewalk toward home, carrying the mangled bike from an arm.
Kurama was really getting worried. He kept getting up and glancing out the window, then pacing the room again.
"Oh, Hiei where are you?" He asked himself for the hundredth time. He glanced at the wall clock again, it read 7:45, and Hiei had yet to come home. He stopped in mid-pace when he heard the neighbor's dog barking. Hoping, Kurama hobbled to the front door and opened it, stepping onto the front porch. His eyes scanned everything in sight. His line of vision stopped on a disgruntled looking figure sauntering up the sidewalk, a twisted bicycle under his arm. Kurama's smile turned to a frown. Hiei looked upset, something must've happened. Kurama hobbled down the steps and stood next to the driveway.
Hiei made his way up the driveway, face downcast. He'd failed, he'd never be able to deliver newspapers for Kurama. He looked up and saw his fox standing in the driveway, looking worried. Hiei averted his gaze, walking past him, not showing his face. Kurama watched him toss the mangled bike in the garage and slam the door down. He jumped as it banged shut. Hiei stalked past the fox and into the house. Kurama sighed and followed Hiei.
He heard stuff slamming around in the kitchen. He hobbled in on his crutches and gazed at his disgruntled lover. Hiei was sitting at the kitchen table, head in his hands. The fox smiled a bit and hobbled over; he put a hand on the fire demon's shoulder. Hiei jerked his head up before meeting the fox's eyes. He looked away.
"I'm sorry fox." Hiei said softly, not wanting to see his lover's crestfallen face. Kurama cocked his head to the side in puzzlement.
"For....what Hiei?" He asked, genuinely confused at Hiei's actions. The fox continued.
"What happened to you love?" He prodded, caressing the demon's shoulder. Hiei sighed.
"I......didn't do a good job throwing the papers. That's all." He said vaguely. The kitsune didn't buy it, but decided to let it drop. He giggled, causing Hiei to cast him a confused look. Kurama patted Hiei's shoulder playfully.
"That's all? It's alright Hiei, I'm sure they won't mind." His face took on a sultry look as he leaned down close to the fire demon.
"I missed you this morning...." He said sexily, causing Hiei to part his lips in earnest. Kurama flipped a lock of hair back away from his face and eased himself down on Hiei's lap, mindful of his injured appendage.
"Hiei........I -missed- you this morning." He said more earnestly. Hiei's eyes lidded, and he wrapped an arm around the fox's slender waist.
"I missed you too kitsune." He confessed, caressing Kurama's thigh seductively. The fox sighed at the touch, leaning into his lover. Hiei took advantage of the position and nipped at the fox's pale neck. Kurama gasped at the feeling, leaning his head back to permit further pleasures. Hiei grinned against Kurama's neck. He nuzzled the skin, breathing warm air on it before sucking gently. Kurama felt tingles run through his neck from Hiei's playing.
The fox moaned and snuggled deeper against the warm body beneath him. Hiei sighed softly and tightened his grip on the fox, trying to get out of the chair without hurting the fox. Kurama took notice of this and giggled.
"I can walk...err...hobble." He joked, causing Hiei to snort indignantly. He smirked.
"Hn, you're gonna be my wife, and the husband is supposed to -carry- the wife to the bedroom." He said smoothly, causing Kurama to huff. Hiei managed to get out of the chair and across the kitchen. Carrying the light as a feather fox was easy, it's just obsticales like getting out of chairs and attempting climbing stairs that was hard. Hiei walked sideways up the stairs, avoiding bumping Kurama's cast against the wall or anything.
Kurama was getting impatient. He wiggled seductively in Hiei's grasp. The fire demon growled possesively and nuzzled Kurama's neck.
"If you keep -that- up, I'm gonna end up taking you here on the stairs." He warned, growling again at Kurama's second wiggle. The fox sighed and leaned back against Hiei's shoulder, enjoying the ride to the bedroom. He fleetly thought about how to go about this with his cast and all. He forgot about it when Hiei kicked open the bedroom door. He deposited the fox on the bed gently before crawling over top of him. He placed Kurama's wrists above his head, leaning down into the kitsune's face.
"Mine." He simply said before claiming his wife-to be's lips. Kurama eagerly complied, not caring about being 'owned'. They hadn't had sex in a while, what with Kurama's new job at his step-father's company. Hiei tasted toothpaste on his fox's breath. He moaned softly into the warm crevice of Kurama's mouth. He loved the taste of the toothpaste they used, especially once it's been in his lover's mouth. They broke apart for air, both taking deep breaths.
Kurama leaned his head back into the bed, exposing his neck deliberately. Hiei took the bait, knowing what the fox wanted.
"Yes my fox, you like that do you not?" He purred, his chest rumbling against the writhing body beneath him. Kurama could only moan incoherently as Hiei attacked his neck with his lips, running his tongue down the side of the smooth skin. Hiei released the fox's hands in order to unbutton Kurama's shirt swiftly. He loved trying to multitask, it was a challenge. He attempted nuzzling Kurama's neck with his mouth, unbuttoning the complicated buttons on Kurama's shirt, and use his other hand to caress the fox's thigh. Kurama's eyes rolled back and he gasped for air. He flipped his hair to the side, making room for Hiei's mouth to explore more.
Hiei complied, pulling Kurama's shirt off, exposing the fox's heaving chest. The fire demon took in the sight of Kurama's flushed body. His nipples were just begging to be fondled. Hiei leaned down and gave one a lick. Kurama gasped and tossed his head back against the pillows. Hiei smirked and covered the pert skin with his mouth, suckling softly enough to drive the fox crazy.
Kurama felt the room temperature shoot up a few degrees. He felt it was too hot in there with his pants on. He wrapped his arms around Hiei's shoulders and arched his back, pressing his arousal against the fire demon's. Hiei grunted lustily at the contact, taking the hint. He reached down with his hands and made quick work of Kurama's belts and zipper. He eased the baggy pants over Kurama's legs, being careful with the fox's cast. He groaned when he found Kurama was wearing nothing underneath his pants, exposing his throbbing erection to the warm air.
Kurama, panting impatiently, reached up and fumbled quickly with Hiei's clothes, getting his fingers tangled in the impossibly baggy cloak. Hiei chuckled at the fox's eagerness and reached up and helped discard his top, leaving him in his tank top. He reached down and pulled it up over his head, revealing a golden, muscular chest and stomach. Kurama moaned heatedly and ran his fingers down the smooth flesh of Hiei's abs.
The fire demon watched Kurama's fingers worship his body. He groaned and tossed his head back, sighing contently. He started when he heard the zipper of his pants. Kurama undid his pants and pulled them down over his hips, revealing Hiei's dripping erection.
Hiei sat to the side of the bed and toed off his boots, pushing his pants the rest of the way off. He grabbed the bottle of lube on the dresser before sitting against the headboard. Kurama looked up from his laying position on the sheets. He gave Hiei a puzzled look. Hiei gestured for him to c'mere.
"You have to sit on top, what with your leg and all, I'd hurt you if I drove into you. You're gonna have to drive." He said breathlessly, he couldn't wait too much longer. Kurama nodded, he crawled carefully over to the waiting demon and turned his back to him. He had his leg out to the side, to avoid any.........ailments.
Kurama looked over his shoulder at the demon.
"Hand me the lube sweety and watch." He said, eyes full of desire and playfullness. Hiei grinned and placed the tube in the fox's outstretched hand. Kurama opened it and took a wiff of the smell of apples. He perched himself up on his left knee, his right leg outstretched with his cast. He sat straddling Hiei's knees, inches above the demon's skin. The fox squeezed some of the gel onto a finger. He rubbed it in before reaching behind him. He groped around until he found his entrance. He spread the gel around the opening, trying to lube the way for bigger things to come. Hiei sucked in a lungfull of air, watching the display of desire before him.
Kurama squeezed more lube on his fingers, this time pressing a digit inside the tight ring. The fox's back arched, his head tossed back, lips parted in desire.
Hiei rubbed his own arousal idly, eyes glued to the performance not two feet from his face. Kurama wiggled his finger around, stretching the opening. He sighed at the feeling, discomfort mixed with an undefined feeling of content. He squeezed the tube, using his other hand to lube his other fingers behind his back, never taking the first finger out of his anus.
He rubbed his fingers together, smearing the lube. He pressed his middle finger against his opening, making sure he was ready. Finding little resistance, he pressed it in rather quickly, hissing at the feeling of discomfort.
Hiei was gonna explode. His arousal was aching to the point that it hurt. He rubbed at it to get it to calm down, but watching his fox like that in that position....ugh. He gazed at the pale expanse of Kurama's back, laced in tension, flaming red hair pooling down his shoulders and trailing down to the middle of his back. His arms twisted around with his fingers working his ass. Hiei felt that his arousal had a hearbeat of it's own.
Kurama quickly worked in a third finger, jutting his fingers in and out quickly, getting impatient. He felt so hot, fingering himself, but knowing Hiei was right behind him watching; made him feel sexy and beautiful. He moaned and felt droplets of sweat appear on his forehead in the steamy room.
Hiei groaned deeply as he heard Kurama's breathing speed up. The fox was finger fucking himself, gasping in short bits of air, bouncing slightly. Hiei was surprised when he stopped.
"Kurama?" He questioned breathlessly. The fox looked over his shoulder seductively. He smiled and backed up, settling himself over Hiei's arousal. Hiei figured it out and groaned. He placed his hands around Kurama's waist as the fox impaled himself on Hiei's erection.
Both demons moaned at the joining. Kurama felt Hiei's member throbbing within' him as if it had a hearbeat. His inner walls clenched around the member, milking it for what it was worth.
The fire demon leaned his head against the headboard, pulling Kurama against his chest. The fox reached an arm up and wrapped it around Hiei's neck akwardly. Hiei noted distantly that Kurama's left side was bared, and the fox was pretty ticklish on that side. Beating down that mood killing thought, Hiei focused on the slender red head sitting on his cock.
Kurama let the new feeling get settled before sliding upwards. He sucked in a mouthful of air as the movement caused delicious friction. He choked on his breath as he slammed back down, causing pain to shoot up his spine along with pleasurable tinglings.
Hiei hissed slightly, placing his hands on either side of Kurama's ribs. He pulled the kitsune up off his cock, only to push him back down hard. Kurama gasped loudly and rocked his hips. Hiei rocked upwards in time with Kurama's downthrusts. They rocked shallowly until they found a suitable rythm for the both of them. Kurama leaned his head against Hiei's shoulder, mouth agape in pleasure. Hiei arched his head back, banging it on the headboard. The two felt liquid fire rushing through their veins. Hiei thrust the fox up and down on his cock, as Kurama panted like a bitch in heat, clinging on for the ride.
Hiei, admist the passion, reached around and grasped Kurama's weeping cock, giving it a shallow tug. Kurama hollered in ecstasy and arched back against his lover. Hiei stroked Kurama's member in time with their thrusting, bringing the fox closer to climax.
The fox turned his head toward Hiei, searching for his mouth. He didn't have to search far because Hiei planted his mouth over the waiting kitsune's. Kurama plunged his tongue inside, blindly probing around, dizzy with pleasure. Hiei's breath came in raggard puffs around the fox's tongue. Kurama groped around with his free hand and clenched the fire demon's thigh tightly.
Hiei groaned in the fox's mouth, rocking his hips hard against Kurama's. The fox broke free from their kiss, gasping in spurts. He tossed his head back, moaning loudly. He was almost there. Hiei felt his climax coming. He sped up his thrusts, searching for Kurama's prostate. He knew he hit it when the fox screached and arched his back like a bow string. Hiei felt warm liquid flow through his fingers. He looked down and saw his hand covered in Kurama's semen. The fox sighed and sagged against Hiei's chest. Hiei thrust a few more times, feeling Kurama's inner walls clenching and unclenching. He thrust deep once more before coming hard with a grunt.
Kurama sighed contently when he felt the comforting feel of his lover's cum shooting inside of him. He snuggled against Hiei's neck, wanting to cuddle a bit. Hiei took the hint and eased Kurama off of his now limp cock. He pulled the fox down against his chest, snuggling into a mass of red hair. Kurama traced patterns idly on Hiei's chest with his finger.
"Ne, Hiei?" He asked hoarsely. Hiei grunted. Kurama ceased his movements.
"About having kids, did you mean it when you-" He was cut off by a tight squeeze around his waist. He looked up and met Hiei's eyes, which had a twinkle in them.
"Hiei?" He asked, puzzled. The fire demon smirked.
"Kurama, if you want kids, then.....I want kids too." He clarified. Kurama smiled brightly, making Hiei feel like the world just became a better place.
"Do you mean it Hiei?!" He asked excitedly. Hiei nodded. Kurama squealed and glomped onto Hiei's waist and upper torso. He struggled to breathe in the kitsune's death grip.
"Kurama, hn, lemme go." He whispered hoarsely, choking to death. Kurama released him with a grin.
"What kind of child do you want? A boy? Or a girl?" He asked seriously but with excitement. Hiei thought a moment.
"I definetely want a boy. I know nothing about women." He stated, closing his eyes. Kurama smiled slyly.
"Hey Hiei, I haven't been completely honest with you. Did you know..........that Youkos......can....get pregnant?" He asked almost hesitantly. Hiei's eyes snapped open.
"What?! How?!" He demanded. Kurama shushed him with a finger to his lips. He reached under the bed and pulled out a small box. He opened the box and revealed his thousands of seeds. He plucked one out of the pile and held it up for his lover to see.
"This is what Youkos call the 'Reproduction Seed', when it blooms, it makes a nice lotion of sorts. All you do is rub the lotion like substance on the seme's penis, then when they fuck the uke, the uke Youko will get pregnant. The pregnacy lasts about three months, depending on who the parents are and such. When it's time for the baby to be born, the anus stretches and a hidden compartment like hole opens and allows the child to leave the sac and enter the rectum and then exit through the anus. It will be painful, but if you're serious, I want to have your child, Hiei." Kurama smiled at the bewildered demon who looked like he just ate a lemon.
Hiei tried to digest this information. Coming to a conclusion, he nodded.
"Ok, then, when should we start?" He asked anxiously. Kurama grinned.
"We'll wait til' my leg heals, I don't want to be pregnant with crutches." He made a face. Hiei laughed before snuggling against his fiancee.
"Hmm, should we get married before we have kids?" Kurama asked. Hiei thought about it. He grinned wickedly.
"Hmm, I'd like to see you big and pregnant in a wedding dress..." He trailed off, fending off playful smacks from his lover. Kurama giggled.
"Ok, When I get my cast off, we'll use the seed and I'll get pregnant. Then, we'll have the wedding -before- I'm big and fat. Then, we'll start thinking of baby names!" He concluded with glee. Hiei even had to smile. Their future looked pretty bright. Hiei thought to himself.
'If only it could stay that way....'
Don't worry! Don't have a cow! This is just the ending to the second series. The third series, "The Pregnacy Chronicles" is self explainatory. It's coming soon! Don't worry! Hope you liked this second series! Let me know! Should I even continue this? Or are all of you losing interest in me..? Review please! Peace out.