Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ I Come Not, Friends, to Steal Away Your Hearts ❯ Chapter 3

Author's notes: What if Kurama accidentally seduced Hiei and Yusuke? What will become of our charming fox spirit? (Cheerfully revisited and revised.) As requested, we have a Hiei bottoming. Well, sort of. I'm seriously considering trying for a lemon next chapter. For this to happen, I'm going to need some major feedback encouragement, since I'm shy about these things. (Mental note: Get over that verbal sex phobia.) It would indeed be a threesome, so if that floats your duck, let me know. As a note, Yusuke uses the word "freck" towards the beginning of the story. This is my usual alternative swear word, used interchangeably with "freki." I swear, when Yusuke is chasing after Sensui and a kidnapped Kuwabara in the show, he screams freck at one point. My mother says he's saying prick, but that makes less sense. Moving on. As usual, YYH belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi/Shueisha, Studio Pierrot, and so on.

Warnings: Shonen ai, yaoi, spice, mild violence, references to the Itsuki/Sensui saga of the show, which gives this something resembling a timeline

I Come Not, Friends, to Steal Away Your Hearts..., cont.
A Yu Yu Hakusho Yaoi Fic by Kitsuneko

Hiei exhaled heavily, wiping sweat from his forehead with his bare hand. He had to use all his energy to veil his presence from the perceptive fox. Of course, the fox was very distracted when Hiei arrived, so he didn't have too much reason to worry.

That left him free to concentrate on being angry. The sight of another person pressing against his lover, treating him roughly, made Hiei feel sick and aroused and murderous. It was undeniably erotic to feel the red-head's energy spike as he threatened Yusuke, giving off waves of desire and rage. The human movie industry could have learned volumes from his lover, who had long ago raised sexualizing violence to an art form. But that didn't change the fact that the idiotic spirit detective was attempting, albeit ineffectually, to ravish someone Hiei had previously claimed. He had not yet noticed the still-fresh bite marks on Kurama's neck, though Hiei doubted the human would understand the complete significance.

It was not as though Hiei did not care for Yusuke. On the contrary, he was one of the dearest to his heart. But Hiei was possessive and jealous of things he called his own, which were few and far between. Hiei was also selfish, in that he deplored any interference in his plans and tended to eliminate them by any means necessary.

But Hiei was also too tired now to deal with Yusuke, as that confrontation would almost certainly require that both of them suffer a vicious beating. That left Hiei with the task of Kurama. Hiei entered the room silently and with bad intent to punish the fox for being disloyal (his sensitive hearing had made him privy to the promises between the two), but seeing him sitting on the edge of the bed, his back to the window and shoulders hunched over, drained the wrath from him.

"Fox." Kurama whirled around, eyes wide and slightly red.

"Hiei! H-how long have you been here?" He dabbed at his eyes, trying to look presentable.

"Long enough," Hiei said flatly, walking over to stand in front of Kurama. The fox followed his movements as though he was a wolf out to eat him.

"Hiei, I'm sorry. He, I wasn't expecting it, I didn't mean, I promise it won't happen again-" The apologies were cut off when Hiei kissed him, slowly and gently, one hand cupping his face.

"Why are you crying?"

"Because I told him to come back..." Unexpectedly, Hiei crawled onto the bed and pulled Kurama over with him, so Hiei could hold him from behind.

"Someone once told me stories about youko. He said instead of marrying, they would bind themselves to people they cared about and they were allowed to take many permanent lovers that way."

"You know about binding?"

"Yes. This person also told me that if a youko took to someone outside their breed, that person was so happy to have their lover that they didn't resent any other ones. So youko end up with huge families of people all bound to each other."

"Hiei?"

"I'm still going to go beat on that fool for upsetting you, but I do consider myself lucky. You're free to do whatever you will. I'd just like to be there with you." In an instant, Kurama had turned around and clasped Hiei in an overwhelming embrace.

"Oh, Hiei, thank you. You're so good to me!" Kurama kissed him sweetly. "I love you."

"I love you, too. But now I have to go punish Urameshi." The fox's ability to rest easy trumped Hiei's own emotional exhaustion and he suggested what he was trying to avoid.

"No, don't go. Stay the night with me," Kurama pleaded, stroking Hiei's arms and holding him loosely.

"Isn't he supposed to be coming back to see you?"

"That's right... But I'm so tired."

"I'll go take care of him, then come back here. Is that acceptable?" Kurama nodded and giggled a little.

"I'm such a terrible guest, bringing mean demons to my host's home." Hiei looked back at him over his shoulder, smirking, as he walked to the door.

"That's what he gets for keeping trees by windows."

Yusuke slammed the side of his fist against the refrigerator, hearing the muffled clatter of bottles and food falling out of the door shelves. With a huff, he collapsed into the nearest chair, letting his head tip back so he was staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Freck. How is it even possible for things to be this messed up?" Well, you start with having an unbelievable crush on your team mate. Add in a seduction attempt that failed miserably, plus a dash of your usual bad luck. What you get is an angry, disgusted fox boy who's too nice to tell you off, like you deserve, and a royally screwed situation, which you also deserve.

Yusuke was tempted to start rummaging through the pantry to find his mother's emergency stash of liquor; he felt he was in desperate need of a stiff drink. "Desire does terrible things to you, Yusuke." Kurama's words rattled in his head. I don't think alcohol is going to improve his impression of me much. Not that is has anywhere to go but up at this point. Shit. He felt wonderful, too. He's probably gorgeous when he... Never mind. Even if he did forgive me, I've got no business going back there, expecting him to welcome me. But... if I don't go back, won't it look like all I wanted him for was a quick tumble? Shit! Yusuke, get back in there before he gets the wrong idea. Again.

Yusuke stood abruptly, spinning in the direction of the hallway. He halted before he took his first step; the sudden presence of something cold and sharp against his neck stilled him.

"Going to torment him again so soon?"

"Hiei? What the hell do you think you're doing?" There was an icy little laugh at his back. The sword did not move.

"Protecting what's mine." Yusuke started to turn around, caught in the natural motion of speech, and managed to create a shallow, stinging cut across the front of his throat before getting anywhere. It would have been possible to reach back to grab at Hiei, to land a blow of some sort or attempt to move him, but the possibility of being decapitated in the process didn't appeal to him. He was effectively trapped.

"What are you talking about?"

"Isn't it obvious? Kurama and that interesting display of human cruelty."

"I wasn't... Hey, since when is Kurama yours?"

"Since before he was yours. And don't try to tell me you weren't cruel. If you truly cared for him in the least-" Yusuke turned in an instant, repeating the cut as he knocked Hiei's sword aside, and grabbed him by the shirt, lifting him off the ground before slamming him against the wall.

"Don't you ever tell me I don't care about him or anyone else on this team! You guys are the first thing I ever cared about! I'm an idiot; I get that. But I'd do anything for any of my friends. Even you, Hiei."

"You have a strange way of showing it, detective. We aren't bounties to be captured anymore. You should at least stop treating him like your inferior." Hiei had that little frown, which he only got when he was truly angry. Normally, his smirks meant that he just felt like being a jerk for a while, but the last time Yusuke had seen him frown like that, he was fighting Bui in the tournament and had just slurped up the Kokuryuha like it was a big noodle. But instead of intimidating Yusuke, it only served to make him angrier. Hiei wasn't hearing a damn word he said.

"Shut UP!" Yusuke gave him a hook to the cheek with his free hand. Hiei looked back at him, unfazed, with a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth. Yusuke closed the minute space between them, crushing Hiei chest to chest against the wall, and ravished his mouth in what could no longer even be related to a kiss. It was a move that would have seemed more appropriate for a soul-sucking demon, done with a passion so hot it burned without pain, white and cold. Yusuke released his mouth long enough to half slide, half drop Hiei to the ground, one hand still fisted in his shirt.

"I see you have no guilt pangs about unleashing your blood-lust on me," Hiei commented. It was amazing, to some remote part of Yusuke's brain, that Hiei still managed to seem domineering when sprawled on a kitchen floor and flushed from rough, angry-at-the-world sex play. Yusuke was so impressed, he resisted the almost overwhelming urge to punch him again, but did haul him up for another kiss by his hair. When released, Hiei's frown had become a smirk again and he spoke in a hiss past bruised lips.

"I do hear you, by the way. Everything running through your brain. Or did no one remind you that I'm a telepath?"

"What?" Yusuke sounded, in his own ears, unnecessarily indignant, like he was being invaded, which wasn't what he felt at all. He really just felt more confused than ever, thoughts out of order. I've lost control.

"Did you have it in the first place?" Something different in his brain snapped, while other pieces slid back where they belonged. He started laughing. Hard.

"Hiei, you jerk! I hate it when you're right. Well, only about the control. This is the stupidest situation ever." He tipped his head back and laughed even harder. "Man, I finally feel like me again."

"Excuse me? Do you need some time alone with your breakdown?" Yusuke was now sitting cross-legged in the middle of the floor and Hiei took the opportunity to get to his feet and relocate to the other side of the room.

"You do this every time."

"And what would that be? Beat you when you're a fool?"

"Well, yeah!" Hiei looked confused; he didn't expect him to agree to that one. "You remember when Sniper was trying to run me down with a truck? You fought me then to see if I was taking Sensui's threat seriously. You're big with serious stuff."

"The world isn't one big joke to me, unlike you."

"Did that mean that I think the world is a joke or that you think I'm a joke?"

"Both."

"Thanks, Hiei. And don't give me that 'he's such a fool' look." Yusuke did a bad impression of Hiei's annoyed grumble. "I think I should spar with you before every big decision I make." Hiei scowled.

"I don't think I could stand being jumped by you that often."

"What, you saying you don't like it?" Instead of threatening him, as he expected, Hiei just blushed and looked away. "You serious? This is great!"

"What?" Hiei snapped, looking angry again.

"Ya know, Kurama isn't the only one on this team that I like a little more than I should. Okay, Kurama can settle this." Without further warning, he jumped to his feet, walked over to Hiei, tucked him under one arm, and started down the hall. It was slow going, what with Hiei's initial thrashing and shouting of 'unhand me, you fool!', but by the time he got to the guest bedroom, Hiei had settled into looking bored and Yusuke had his usual, devil may care grin.

"Yusuke, what on earth? Hiei? You're..." Kurama started into a giggling fit at the sight of them. He was already sitting up in bed, apparently having heard them coming from the other end of the apartment. Yusuke boldly tossed Hiei onto the bed next to Kurama's legs and jumped onto it next to his side.

"Okay, Kurama, you get to decide the fate of the world. Well, no, just the three of us. So, it's pretty clear you like both of us. And I like both of you. And Hiei refuses to confess, but he doesn't exactly hate me, so we have a triangle to sort out."

"Do I even want to inquire as to what happened out there that led to this?"

"Your boyfriend tried to kill me. But that's okay, because we beat sense into each other. So, if you're willing to take me back, I'd really, really like to be with you. And Hiei too, if you'll keep him from slitting my throat again." Kurama blinked a couple times, mouth half open.

"Yusuke, are you drunk?"

"No, actually. Taste for yourself." Yusuke then gave Kurama a deep, passionate, but gentle kiss that left Kurama with no doubts about any alcohol consumption. Rather, Yusuke tasted vaguely of Hiei.

"Then is Hiei drunk?" Hiei seemed to take this as his cue to repeat Yusuke's actions. When Kurama came up for air, he had a distinctly pleased, loopy look on his face.

"Since I... seem to be the favored prize here, I don't see why I should have to choose. Triangles can be a good thing. But I think I am either a very lucky or very cursed fox," he said in a daze. Hiei looked between the two with reluctant mischief in his eyes.

"We could work on proving which one it is." Yusuke's grin only widened and Kurama offered the two his most winning, most genuine smile.