Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Kiyaku: Closed Windows ❯ Fired ( Chapter 4 )

This is the continuation of Kiyaku: Broken Promise. This story starts a year after the first one with Kurama and Hiei in college. And a little problem develops that may break the two lovers up. Inspired by Hikari Nanase's story "Let's Fly as the Birds Do."

Kiyaku: Breaking a promise. I couldn't find the translation for `broken promise' and that's the closest I got to. Hope you like!

Warning: Yaoi through and through. Don't like it? Don't read it!

Disclaimer: Do I have to say? Geez!

Kiyaku: Closed Windows

Chapter 4: Fired

Kurama walked into the apartment but didn't go back into the living room. He could hear the television and knew that Hiei was watching some detective show. Hiei liked those ones. He liked to figure out who the murder was or who the robber is before the characters, and he usually got them right. Kurama could never figure out how, he always got them wrong whenever he watched them with Hiei and still wasn't good at it.

Kurama leaned against the door and gave a heavy sigh. How could Shiori remove him like that? He didn't do anything wrong, if you count having a guy for your lover wrong. But then again, in society it is wrong. To have something so pure, and taint it without a second thought is wrong. Kurama could see that now and now he'll do anything to protect it.

The thought of Shiori triggered his emotional breakdown from earlier and he started crying again. He tried to keep it quiet but Hiei had started to go to the kitchen to get a soda can when he spotted Kurama at the door and was immediately at the redhead's side.

"Kurama? Kurama, what's wrong?" he asked and Kurama shook his head. He didn't want Hiei involved with his family trouble while concerning about his own. Hiei's mother was still in the hospital and the doctors say that the treatments they were giving her would stop working soon. Hiei still didn't have enough money for the operation and now, with out the support of Shiori, they couldn't pay for the treatments. At the thought Kurama started crying again.

At this Hiei became desperate to find out what had made his redhead this upset. He picked up Kurama as best as he could with his shorter stature and carried Kurama into the living room, gently placing him on the sofa and wrapping an afghan Yukina had given him around the boy's body. It was a nice afghan too, red with a black dragon embroidered on it. Yukina had made it herself as a house warming gift. Hiei always kept it on the back of the couch, not to display it but because it looked good there, and he hadn't moved it since.

After making sure was comfortable on the couch he went and called up Yukina. And asked her to call the others and send them over.

"What's wrong, ani," she asked.

"Kurama came home crying after he went to see Shiori, and now he won't speak to me. I don't know what to do."

"Keep him warm, and try to get him to talk. He's probably in shock. We'll be there as soon as we can."

"Thanks, Yukina." And he hung up. Walking over to the couch, he took one of Kurama's hands and held it in his.

"Hey, Kurama. Are you there? I guess you, if you can hear me. It'll be okay, Kurama. I know it will. The others are coming soon. How would you like that?" When he didn't get a response from the redhead he sighed, then smiled. "Remember when you first hit someone? Kami, that guy had a shiner for a week! And when you tried to become a street fighter. Ha, I couldn't think of anything funnier then you trying to be a bad ass! But it doesn't suit you. You're better at being a nice guy then a thug like me."

"You're no thug," said Kurama and looked at his koi. "But you are bad ass."

Hiei chuckled as there was a knock on the door and the gang walked in. Yukina immediately went over to Hiei and asked if he and Kurama were all right. Hiei nodded without letting go of his boyfriend's hand.

"Hey, guys," said Kurama. "Why are you here?"

"We just wanted to visit," said Yusuke.

"And Hiei told us you were upset," said Kuwabara then groaned when Yusuke's elbow connected with his liver.

"I'm fine now," said Kurama. "I appreciate you coming here."

"May we ask what happened, Kurama-san," asked Yukina and Kurama started crying again.

"Shiori, she……" And he choked on his own words. The others guess what had happened. Shiori pushed him away. If anything could hurt Kurama it was the rejection of his mother. It was the reason Kurama and Hiei kept their relationship a secret.

"Hey, man, it's okay," said Yusuke.

"How do you know," asked Kurama.

"Cause I do!" Kurama and the other's laughed as they sat down on the floor and started watching movies. Yukina brought over her copy of "Ella Enchanted" and both girls song along to all the songs, Kurama and Hiei sang the ending one. Yusuke, who got tired of corny children's flicks, found Hiei's collection of action movies and they watched the "Terminator" trilogy straight. They only time when they stopped was when Kurama called work to request a day off, which they permitted, because Hiei yelled in the receiver when Kurama's boss tried to keep the boy in work. The boss finally agreed after Hiei said he would make sure that he would never have kids, or if he did, he wouldn't have anymore.

"Hiei, you didn't have to say that," said Kurama putting the receiver down.

"He was going to make you go back to work, Red," said Hiei. "I won't let you go like this."

Kurama smiled. "That's sweet, Hiei," he said. "Thanks."

"Yeah, anyway, I need to get to work too. Hopefully I can get in an extra hour."

"Don't work too hard."

"I won't." Hiei kissed Kurama good bye and waved to the rest of the gang.

"Bye, Hiei," said Keiko and Yukina.

"See you, shrimp," said Kuwabara.

"Later, Hi," said Yusuke and Hiei glared at him.

"Call me "Hi" one more time," said Hiei and Yusuke nodded vigorously. Hiei walked out of the apartment and went to his motorbike, where he started it up and drove down the road toward the bar where he worked. Setting the bike prop down he chained it to a post and walked inside through the back door.

As soon as he walked in he got a bad air around him, and it wasn't from the beer and vodka drinks on the counter. He felt himself unwanted and ridiculed. He knew they feeling for he had felt it all his life, without his friends. He just brushed it off and went behind the counter, ready to take orders for the patrons.

"Bartender, give me a drink," said a customer and Hiei immediately went to get his drink. Picking up a shot glass he filled it to the brim with beer, just as how guys like them liked it, and placed it in front of the guy. He was about to pull up another order when the drink he had previously supplied was thrusted toward him, spilled on the counter top and spilled over his pants and shoes. Hiei looked up at the customer and saw him leering at the smaller man.

"Is there a problem," asked Hiei in an almost non-polite voice.

"Yeah," said the man. "You. I want nothing made from you or anyone else like you fag!"

That set Hiei's temper level past the Richter scale and he nearly went off on the man if his manager didn't show up.

"Hiei, what's the matter here?"

"This guy gave me a contaminated drink!" said the customer and again Hiei's temper flared.

"Why you no good son of a . . ."

"Hiei, you had no right to poison the man's drink like that," yelled his manager. "You're fired."

"WHAT?!" yelled Hiei. "Fired? You can't fire me! I've been working here for three years! Longer then the others. I need this job!"

"Well, we don't need you." And the manager turned to walk away but Hiei grabbed his arm.

"Look, sir, I'm keeping my temper in check, but if you don't give me a damn good reason why you fired me, I may blow. My mom . . ."

"Can rot in that hospital room for all I care."

THWAK

Hiei's fist connected to the manager's head and taller man went down. But Hiei didn't end there. Taking a vodka bottle he smashed it on the customer's head and watched as the other one fell to the ground.

"Mess with my family, you mess with me," he said and walked out. The bellhops had moved out of the way, fearing what the smaller man could do with him, for they've learned very well from Hiei, size didn't matter if the other guy had brains.

Walking outside he took the lock off his bike, un-propped the stand and turned it one. Side winding it toward the road he rode off back toward the apartment. Taking the speed limit higher then usual he almost crashed into three cars two truckers and a delivery truck that was going slower then he wanted. Arriving at the apartment he set the brake, locked it and went back up to the apartment.

To say the lest he had surprised his friends when he walked through the door and threw his black leather jacket on the back of a chair, as he always did.

"Koi," said Kurama as soon as he walked in. "Is something wrong?"

"I'll say," said Hiei sitting next to his love. "You're not the only one with a bad day it seems."

"Oh, Hiei, I'm sorry." Kurama placed an arm around the smaller one's shoulder. Hiei leaned into Kurama's side more and snuggled against the redhead.

`I just wish I was,' thought Kurama before he returned to the movie that was playing.

TBC

Hey-ya, mina-san! Kori is here to spread some cheer! Now, in the next episode things get heated up, Kurama and Hiei return to school and find a little surprise waiting for them. And they same when they return home! With the nightmare ever end for our favorite couple? Don't miss the next episode of Kiyaku: Closed Windows! Don't miss it!