Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Last Song ❯ Track 4: Album 3: Mind of a King ( Chapter 11 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A.N: *sigh* memory problems but they're somewhat under control now sorry for the late update and thanks always for the reviews.


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Hiei scrunched his eye lids together to block out the sunlight that is coming in through the window and now that he's semi-conscious he notices it enough to be bothered by it. Rolling over he throws an arm over Kurama but with the instant contact with the mattress he pops his eyes open to see that his red haired lover is gone. Turning back over on his back, semi hard-on reaching up to somewhat tent the blanket, Hiei can suddenly recall last night. He had every intention of returning to his penthouse to tell Kuronue what happened but he instead wound up here at Kurama's apartment. Hiei barely realized what he was doing as he removed his shirt, then Kurama's. The red head steered him into his bedroom and over to the bed; as soon as he felt Kurama's weight down on him again Hiei was as hard as steel and thrusting his hips up into the city boys.

Kurama trapped the shorter males lips within his own, the red heads gentle tenderness was greeted with rough and owning kisses which caused Kurama to smile before taking a bite of Hiei's upper lip then bottom. The shorter male moaned at the slight pain that sprang to his attention at the peircing of his skin but it only drove him to seek out more. Tongue diving into Kurama's mouth like it were a swimming pool he sought after the other males only receiving a pair of lips clamping down over the muscle before its mercilessly sucked on. Hiei refused to be outdone in this, so he tried for plan b and pulls down the zipper of Kurama's jeans then shoves his hand inside. Placed at an odd angle he strokes the red heads member through his boxers. Kurama cried out from the shiver that ran down his spine breaking the kiss with Hiei. His long legs bent so that he's straddled around Hiei rather than just laying on him, face planted in the shorter males neck he moans, sighs and groans from pleasure while his boyfriend teases him with chaste strokes.

Kurama would pay millions for Hiei to shove his hand into his shorts and stop messing with him but it seemed his boyfriend had crueler intentions as his hand dipped a little lower to fondle his balls. Kurama's body jerked forward and he faintly heard his self whisper 'please' before he felt the skin on skin contact of Hiei's hand to his erection. Feeling a bit sated, his breathing a bit more even he suckles at the shorter males neck while plotting his revenge.

"Hiei wait," he whispers into the males ear.

"Hm?" He gave the older boys package a squeeze smiling at the sound the cute red head made.

"Please wait. I have to get something." He rocked his hips into the touch seeming to be unable to stop even if Hiei did.

Unsure if he should trust the male, he eventually stopped his fondling and let him go. Backing off the bed, Kurama removes his jeans then dashes off to the bathroom. Hiei looked down to see what Kurama was doing, hoping for a replay of the last time from this scenario, but the sneaky older boy didn't turn on the bathroom light. Hands falling at his sides, he notices that he still has his jeans on as well. Undoing the fasten he then unzips and slides them off, briefs attached. Sitting up he climbs to the center of the bed to wait for Kurama and when the red head returned, Hiei practically opened his arms in delight that he'd come back, ready to bring the male into him. Noticing a bottle of lubricant in the red heads hand, Hiei almost came just thinking about returning to that warm place deep inside the other male, infact he was so distracted with the thought he didn't notice that Kurama had a hand behind his back.

The older boy climbed onto the bed opposite Hiei then as he lays back he says to him. "Climb on my lap." His hidden hand suddenly revealed itself and was empty though to anyone paying attention Kurama seems to be laying back a bit strangely. Doing as he was told, Hiei straddles the males hips then leans over to continue with the wonderful dance between their mouth and tongue.

That's right. Thinks the lucid Hiei as he recalls his night.

Something hard, yet, soft and dense ran along his back. It traced slowly up and down his spine in a wet trail, straying at the small of his back tickling its way over his butt then as if it never happened it just sort of went away. Before the vocalist could wonder what that was Kurama's hands clamped onto the under side of his legs parting them further before they advanced up towards his butt. Hiei absently noticed the warm wet of the red heads hands as he did this but his thoughts were haulted when that moist pair of hands began to knead his buttocks like it were dough. Hiei's grinds down became more serious when Kurama's fingers start to trace their way between his cheeks. Interlaced, all eight fingers brush past his sensative hole while the red heads thumbs helped to keep him spread apart. Hiei has never felt so exposed but at the same time he could barely comprehend his position in the matter, too enthralled in the new sensations as a finger went beyond brushing him and actually entered him. He arched his back at the odd feeling rushing in and out of him as another finger came slipping in. Eyes tightly together, he can't hold back a single sound as his hips rock back and forth onto Kurama's slender fingers. He heard a faint sound from the male before he felt his lips against his once again, though he's unable to return the gesture from being too numb in the pleasure he gladly accepts the kisses. The two worked like this up and down with Hiei's hips, in and out with Kurama's fingers until they removed themselves from him and in their place Hiei rocked his hips back directly onto something much larger in width and longer in length. He cried out from pain of surprise and yet it only drove him to continue moving until it stopped hurting. He never liked accepting pain, it just wasn't in him.

When Kurama's member bumped into a wall of flesh within Hiei but it continued to move as though it could go further the vocalist was in heaven, although, he thought a penis would have felt a bit differently somehow. Where was the heat aside from his own? Where was the-..... His body moved on its own accord, jerking in writhe as a low vibration pulsed through him. He heard his self nearly shouting in pleasure as his body went from horizantal to vertical then back to horizantal before he felt the mattress on his back, that's when the slow movement of the toy in and out of his body became a demonic battle between sword and laughably flimsy shield.

Hiei remembered whiting out somewhere in there, between Kurama's thrusting the toy into him other hand jerking his member, the red head must have been doing something to his self somehow as well because he was sure he heard him moaning into his ear. Shaking away the memory, he held his stomach which ached a bit now that he noticed it, his butt hurt a bit too. I can't believe I lost my virginity to a toy. Hn, he smiled good humordly. I wonder if its free tonight? Hiei snickered as he achingly got up from the bed. Hobbling to the bathroom he glances at the clock before closing the door and it pulled back open like it were gonna rip from the hindges. Eyes wide in disbelief he looks at the time.

"Its 11:38?!" Kuronue was going to kill him.

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Closing the door after his departure he gave the knob a turn, having locked it from the other side he had to make sure it actually locked. After a second thought, he felt up his pants for his phone releasing a sigh of relief when his hand brushed past it.

Better start thinking up something to tell Kuronue and the others. Worries the male. Just as he turns for the elevator his steps are haulted by a man coming from the apartment next to Kurama's. Slipping on his sunglasses, he says. "Hello." Then proceeds to move past him but the man stops him with his words.

"So that was you last night?" He asks without really making it sound like a question.

Pale, Hiei asks as casually as he can. "What?"

With a sly smile, he sidles over to the shorter male. "Last night, that was you wasn't it? It must have been!" He says before Hiei can even tell him otherwise. "I recognize your tone of voice." The guy laughed a bit. "I didn't know Shuichi had another boyfriend the last guy was a bit on the silent side, but you-..." He shakes his head an impressed smile on his face. "I almost had to explain to my daughter about the birds and the bees."

Angered that this man is making jokes Hiei rolls his eyes. "Is this going anywhere because I'm already late for another appointment."

Blinking at the bitter tone in the males voice the man shakes his head while waving his hands defensively. "No, don't be mad. I just wanted to say good for you."

Blinking, not sure what to make of the statement, the vocalist shoves his hands into his coat pocket then turns for the elevator. "Whatever." Is his final word to the man.

The keys jingle from Hiei's pockets, clanking into one another as he shoves the correct one into the slot in the door knob. Pushing the door open he sucks in a breath to hold onto while he's onslaughted with insult and questions, but when nothing came he wondered if his best friend were even at home. Tossing his things into the bowl by the door, hanging the keys on the hook, he heads further into the penthouse.

"I'm home!" He calls out. Head turning toward the kitchen when something slams down on the counter, Hiei travels in that direction.

Kuronue is at the refridgerator grabbing a beer, which is what was slammed down on the counter. He looked more bored than annoyed but his body language betrayed his face as he stomped back over to the table where his lunch is set.

Straightening his back for a bit of assertive confidence, he steps into the kitchen over to the table where he then takes a seat. "Sorry for coming home late, but you're not gonna believe what happened yesterday-, what the hell does that mean?" He asks when the male mimes something at him.

Rolling his eyes, Kuronue again mimes the actions of a zipped lip before he points at Hiei.

"You're not talking to me?"

The nightengale taps his nose as if to say 'bingo' he then held up three fingers.

"For three days. Alright, but at least hear me out. Yesterday when Yusuke and me went to get lunch I got a phone call from Sawada."

Still bitter his best friend at least seems to be listening.

"When I got there he said that I now have a girlfriend." When Kuronue cocked a brow, Hiei nods. "You remember that photographer from the 'private thoughts' shoot?" Kuronue seemed to be thinking it over and ends up shaking his head. "Well her name is Trini Park and I have to take her to dinner tonight so the papparazzi can see us together."

"To promote the album?" Asks Kuronue.

Smirking, Hiei says. "I guess three days came sooner than I thought."

With a shrug the male replies. "You had a good enough reason for ditching us, but then there's the fact that you didn't come home last night." He stabs his fork into a pot sticker the shoves the little dumpling into his mouth.

"I know, I meant to come home right after that and tell you but then I got a little side tracked when I saw Kurama."

Looking as though he'd just been hit by devine knowledge, he quips. "Of course." Lips sticking out in a pout, he glares his friend down. "I can smell him on you."

"Kuro, don't hate him. You don't even know him."

Pointing his fork accusingly at the male he retorts. "And you'd probably like to keep it that way."

"No. Infact, you can meet him tomorrow- I swear."

Unsure, he sees the urgency in his friends eyes and eventually gives in. "Alright. Tomorrow. As soon as possible."

"As soon as possible, yeah...." Hesitating, he sees Kuronue wave his hand in a circle for him to go on. "We slept together last night and I didn't get up until now."

Eating in silence, he sighs. "And that's why you're late?"

Hiei nods.

"Alright. I forgive you." Swallowing his large bit he adds after clearing his mouth of food. "Yusuke might be another story."

With a shrug Hiei comments. "That I can get used to." Reaching over to his friends plate he takes a couple bites of food then leaves the table. That worked out better than he'd thought, now how was he gonna get them to like Kurama, most importantly how would the others take to him wanting to be openly gay? This is their career at stake if anyone finds out. But he can't hide Kurama from them forever, eventually his disappearing act won't easily be accountable for.

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Turning a slow circle, Hiei spreads his arms. "How do I look?"

Noizu held in a snicker causing the vocalist to blush and shrink away. This was the last thing that he wanted and now everyone is laughing at him. He chose to dress in a manner that flattered him but at the same time wasn't in the least bit romantic because he didn't want to mislead the woman into thinking he might actually enjoy this date with her.

"Hiei, ties aren't for everybody. Maybe you should ditch it." Suggest Koenma, who's sitting on Hiei's bed against the headboard while the other two are stretched out on Kuronue's bed, legs kicking up and down, cheeks resting on balled hands while they watched the cheap fashion show.

"If you think its a bad look that's all the more reason to keep it." He turns to the mirrow to readjust his wine colored tie. Running a hand down his black dress shirt, he then checks his slacks for his phone and keys. Feeling the lumps in his pants pockets he picks up his suit jacket and slips his arms into it.

"Leave your keys, I'll be up." Says Kuronue barely keeping in his laugh. "I want every detail when you get back."

"Hn. Better hope you're not next, I'll bet Sawada finds you a real bowser."

Snickering, he shakes his head saying rather guile. "I don't care. I'll at least have enough decency to dress for a good picture and not end up looking like a little dork."

Glaring at his friend he checked his watch. "I have to go." Taking the keys from his pocket he lobbed them at his best friend in hopes to hit him but the guitarist caught it easily. Walking across the room he ignores their giggles and murmurs.

"Don't do anything we wouldn't do." Says Yusuke whom, yes, is talking to Hiei. Yusuke said he got over it yesterday because ignoring people is boring work that he just didn't feel like doing.

With one final tightening of his angered jaw Hiei plastered on a false smile as he walked out the door and loaded the elevator. Its gonna be a long night.

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Trini actually looked really nice. Her hair done in a dressy bun at the back of her head, flower clips peppered here and there within it. The dress she chose to wear looked like she were ready for spring in the color, a light blue, but the cut and fabric of the dress showed that it was good to wear in the cold weather without you freezing. The two of them sat queitly at the table. They had no conversation between them after the initial 'Hello', 'How are you?', 'You look nice' was exchanged and that was in the limo. Yeah, what a fine couple they must look like when they're unable to speak to one another.

How could Sawada do this to me? Doesn't he know that no one cares about who I'm with- or if I'm with anyone at all for that matter. He takes a sip of water from his glass. Setting the glass down, he turns his gaze in the direction of a small pile up of papparazzi that swear they're being casual by actually getting a table to eat. Better make conversation before they suspect something. Thinks the male.

"Your pictures came out really well, Hiei. The camera loves you." Says Trini beating him to the verbal punch.

"Good." Was all he could think. Photoshoots, this is her conversation. Hn. What do you expect when you're mock dating a photographer.

Looking uncomfortable, she asks. "How old are you?"

"Going on eightteen, next month."

She nearly choked on her sip of wine.

"Problem?"

Wiping her lip, Trini shakes her head. "No. Not at all, I just had no idea that you were a teenager."

That made Hiei wonder if he was starting to look old in his age. That just didn't seem likely. Maybe the situation caused her to think that he was older. "How old are you?"

"22."

"Kind of young yourself; how long have you been taking pictures?"

"Its actually a job that my cousin and I do together. I'm her assistant but Mr. Sawada asked me to do your shoot that day so we could get aquianted."

Nodding, Hiei picks up his fork then begins to eat his nearly finished main course. Just dessert left and he's out of here.

Glancing about Trini puts a smile on her face to make it seem as though they're having a great time together rather than sitting in the uncomfortable mess this actually is. "Looks like its working, those four haven't stopped snapping shots of the two of us."

"Hn." He sets his fork down. "How much longer do you think we'll have to keep this up?"

"Maybe just a month or so, relationships are so fleeting these days."

Smirking, he picks up his glass. "Then to a couple of months from now." He says holding the glass out to hers.

"A couple of months." She clinks her glass to his in toast.

1 year later.............

Hiei couldn't believe that May had gotten here so quickly, he also couldn't believe that his charade with Miss. Park is still going on. What kind of life is this? He'd finally gotten around to telling Kurama and the red head merely snickered saying that music was an odd business and he was glad nothing like that went on in the classical world of entertainment. So here he is now having lunch with his mock 'girlfriend' who is taking their photo's again at some point while they're on tour for 'Private Thoughts'. The group has done a slew of interviews answering a new batch of the same questions:

Where do you see your group going after this album?

How long have you been seeing Miss. Park?

Do the fans mob you when you walk the streets now?

What are you doing over your break?

Most of the time Hiei just sat quietly while listening to the interview go on, letting the others answer all the questions. He was beginning to get a bit of a reputation of being the silent type now. He liked giving people that air of mystery especially when he refused to answer questions about his relationship. He's eighteen years old now, to him questions such as what he gave Trini for 'White Day' is both stupid and no one's business but his own- and not just for the fact that she infact isn't his girlfriend but because whether it were her or his publicly made relationship with Kurama, it isn't anyone's business. Speaking of Kurama....

Hiei's car just drove past the restaurant. That was their signal.

Swallowing the bite of food in his mouth, he began to cough when it went down the wrong tube.

Standing, Trini pats his back. Voice full of concern she asks. "Are you alright?"

Waving her away, he clears his throat ridding it of the trecherous bite of food. As causally as he could, before anymore attention was drawn to him Hiei says. "I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be back."

"Okay." Responds the photographer returning to her seat. Watching him a moment, still not sure if the vocalist is alright she then turns her gaze out the window and seems to be admiring the flowers set in a box on the windowsill.

Slipping away to the back door of the restaurant by the restrooms he passed by his driver who nodded a greeting to him before walking around to the front of the restaurant for the lunch that Hiei promised was on him. The man was so excited he didn't even bother to ask why the vocalist wanted the car alone or why he asked for Noizu's new violinist to be picked up before he came over, all he could think was three course meal on his boss.

Hiei barely had the door closed before Kurama tackled him to the long leather seat of the tinted window limo. Ten minutes later, Hiei is arching in pleasure mostly from the hungry sounds Kurama is making while giving him a blowjob; what is it about sneaking around that makes sex so much more enjoyable he'll never know but the thought of Trini sitting in that restaurant waiting for him to get back from the restroom put an extra excited shiver up his spine as he gripped the seat, a groan sounds from it, and he bucks his hips upward asking for more. Just what did he and his old boyfriend do together that he could do this to Hiei's body. Such suction and tightly clamped mouth, this can't come natural.

"Aaah!" He cried out in climax, chest heaving up and down as he shrank back down onto the seat; Kurama cleaning him up.

Just his luck the phone started to ring. Probably Trini wondering what was taking him so long, although the likelyhood of her calling him while he's in the bathroom seemed impossible. Maybe its Sawada telling him he can drop that fish now! Picking up his insistantly ringing phone from the floor where he placed it so it didn't dig into his thigh, Hiei's eyes widen when he sees that the number is his mother's. Flipping the phone open he says hurridly.

"Hello?"

The woman was quiet for a moment, then in a low voice she said. "Hiei's its Yukina, you'd better come home."

Hiei's blood ran cold, the air just didn't feel right. He had to get home now.