Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Chronicles ❯ Dearest Hiei ( One-Shot )

Authors notes: This is a fanfiction written for my aniki, Stephanie. It's her Christmas present from me. ^_^ Also, I'm getting some help from her new b/f, Kushi. O.O You heard me, my muse is dating Steph. Lol. Kinda scary, ne?

Anywho, being bisexual, Kus knows a LOT about m/m sex, so he's co-writing this with me. He gives ideas, I type them down and make them fit.

This is a one-shot fic and please note I have only seen the movie of YYH. This is YAOI, and GRAPHIC. Very graphic. It's also Kurama/Hiei. Bwahaha.

This is dedicated to Kushi's 'koorni' and my 'big bro'. ^_~ Luv ya, girl!

Brady (And Kus)

P.S. This may be slightly AU. But still...

~*~*~

Kurama sat at his new laptop, staring blankly at the blank screen. It was a mirror of his thoughts. Ironic, he had sat down to write a letter for his Advanced English class, his best subject, and he couldn't think of a thing to write.

'Write a letter to someone you'd never get to talk to in a regular conversation. Someone you know, but don't really.' (I KNOW this plot's been overused, but I've added something. Live with it. ^_^)

"Hmm...who to?" The humanoid youko asked himself, leaning back into his chair and drumming his fingers on the keyboard, random thoughts becoming jumbled in his mind.

"Why not...." He glanced at a photo of him and the others in his team mates. A certain short fire demon caught his eye and a beautiful smile spread across the red heads face. "Hiei! Of course. What a perfect example of someone I know but don't."

Looking back at his laptop, Kurama started typing.

'Dear Hiei," He began then erased it. He would *never* say that to Hiei if he wanted to keep his head! So he began it with a simple, 'Hiei.'

'Hiei,

'I got an assignment to write to someone I know but I don't really. So, of course, I thought of you. You are the most perfect example of this assignment then anyone else that I know. At least I know everyone's motives, but with you... with you, it's like I have to break down all these walls, brick by agonizingly slow brick at a time, each brick taking at least a month. At *least*.

'You're so... different. Not always a bad thing, but certainly not always good. Sometimes people *do* have to open up, you know. There are things called feelings.

'I know, I said the dreaded 'f' word. You supposedly don't want feelings, or, here's a better term, don't 'want those stupid ningen feelings'. Ningen's have a LOT of downfalls, I'll be the first to admit that, but they also have a lot of good points. For example, sweet snow. Ha! Got you there. You can NOT deny they make sweet snow and that is something you craze and love.

'Aren't always a bad thing either. Ningens are pretty lucky to be able to have such oneness about their feelings and not have to hide them and crush them down like we demons so. That kinda blows. Really bad. (I know Kurama wouldn't usually say this, but it IS part of his assignment to say stuff he wouldn't usually...!)

'So, Hiei, I've written this letter to tell you that I *do* care about you. Platonically, you're one of my best friends, I trust you above all else. I worry about you all the time, though I don't always tell you as much unless, like, you're almost dead or something.

'I guess the main deal of this letter is to tell you I care, very, very much. Almost love.'

'Whoa!' Kurama thought, staring at the words he'd written. 'Where did the 'love' part come in?'

Sighing, Kurama rubbed his temples and closed his laptop, deciding he had been staying up too late. Too long.

~*~*~

Hiei watched the fox through the window as the young human slipped into bed, pulled the warm looking comforter to his chin and snuggling down. Hiei ached to go and hold him, or tear the sheets away and just look. Look at the body he craved to have so much, the body he wanted to just own as his.

But he didn't. In his life, Hiei has learned that patience was indeed a virtue, no matter what those baka Ningens said. And patiance, ecspecially in this matter, might save his multi-colored head if he moved too fast on Kurama or made one wrong move.

Stalking a fox was sneaky buisness, for one had to be even more sly then the fox itself. That one fact was a challenge in a whole. Foxes were known to be sly, sneaky and wily in their ways.

Slowly, the small demon opened the window, which was already unlocked, and crept through, scanning the room with shrewd eyes. The fox kept his room so damned clean it was almost scary.

Hiei gazed down at Kurama, asleep peacefully in his bed. Silken red hair fanned out like the most soft of rose petals, normally shimmering emerald eyes closed in blissful slumber, lithe body curled into the fetal position, as if almost insecure about being asleep and unaware.

Hiei watched him for a few more moments before noticing a small light on at the foxs' desk. Walking over slowly, he carefully opened the seemingly glowing black, flat box.

Words sprang up at him, and when he saw 'Hiei, I've written this letter to' he decided to read the whole thing. Rolling the tiny gray ball so he reached the top, Hiei quickly scanned the letter.

When he finished, his normally narrowed eyes were wide, and he reread it, slower this time.

Love. Feelings. LOVE.

*That* word shocked Hiei most of all. Kurama 'loved' him. Love. Even though Hiei was far from dumb, he didn't fully understand the concept of love. All he understood now was that Kurama loved him. Or thought he did.

That, in a nutshell, was hard enough to comprehend.

~*~*~

There really was only one way to find out if Kurama had really meant what that letter said, Hiei mused about an hour later, sitting in the dull glow of Kurama's laptop. And that was the direct demon-like way.

On that note, Hiei stood and walked over to the bed, quickly stripping off the sheet covering Kurama. The fox stirred and mumbled something incoherently before turning in his sleep, but otherwise didn't awake. Hiei's eyes feasted on the slim body, the skin, what was visible, creamy pale.

The first top button on Kurama's shirt was open, exposing a singular inch of a smooth chest, well toned and muscled. A soft growl emitted from Hiei's lips and he jumped, practically weightless, onto Kurama's bed and tore off the shirt, almost animalistic.

Kurama's emerald green eyes shot open immeditly and he stared up at the fire demon in shock. "H-Hiei?!"

Throwing the torn garment to the side, the demon rippped off his own clothes, fell to his knees, one on each side of Kurama's waist, grabbed Kurama's chin and kissed him hard on those tasty, full lips only the fox possesed.

A low gasp came from Kurama and he tried to pull back, but Hiei held fast. Usually he would have released the fox at the first sign of struggled, but the letter, and Hiei's raging hard on, prevented that reaction.

Soon, the shocked gasp turned into a low moan as Hiei plundered Kurama's sweet mouth with his tongue, his hands roaming over Kurama's chest, gently pinching and squeezing his dusky pink nipples, making them into hard pebbles of flesh. The thin body of the fox arched towards his probing fingers and Hiei grinned to himself. So the fox wasn't as frigid as the others had thought.

"Unngh...gods, Hiei..!" Kurama moaned into the fire demons mouth and Hiei bit his lip hard before ripping off the bottoms of what remained of Kurama's pajamas. His eyes, a bit narrowed in his lust, widened slightly at the sight of Kurama's lower body.

The foxs' slender, muscled legs were somewhat spread, shivering in the newfound cold air and passion. His member was painfully erect, abdomen rippling with usually hidden muscles.

"So...perfect..." Hiei breathed, momentarily shocked before coming back to reality. If the fox wanted a fuck, he'd give him one. Hiei stuck his finger in his mouth and pushed his aforementioned digit into Kurama's body. The redheads body tensed up tightly around Hiei's finger and his shrill scream was cut short by Hiei's lips. They kissed the fox hard, Hiei mentally wincing. He hadn't meant to hurt the boy, but obviouslly *this* Kurama was a virgin.

When Hiei pulled back, Kurama panted hard, muscles spasming slightly around Hiei's finger. "H...hurt.."

That was the only word that was whimpered from the boys mouth before Hiei pulled his small finger from the boys tight, unwilling body. "Doesn't always hurt, fox." He grunted, shoving Kurama's legs apart. "Let me show you."

Kurama froze momentarily, then began to struggle, panic clear on his face. "No! Hiei, I don't want this! P-please stop!" His words were more powerful by the tenfold as they ended with a deep sob.

Obviouslly, the boy thought Hiei was about to rape him. The fire demon caught this and scowled, reaching down to grip Kurama's hot organ. "Baka kitsune," He snarled, stroking the redhead hard with his fingers. Kurama, still struggling slightly, allowed a small moan escape his lucious lips. "I don't treat lovers like that."

His barb found it's mark as Kurama winced and whimpered as the fingers were gone to replaced by something else, something as small and tight as the fire demons body. A loud moan tore itself from the youko as Hiei shoved himself down upon the others pulsing shaft. Hiei only winced slightly, arching his hips in a circular motion to get in a more comfortable position.

Hiei placed his hands now on Kurama's chest, palms down, fingers lightly massaging the others hard nipples and slowly began to grind his hips down, thrusting and grinding until Kurama groaned loudly, shoving his hips upward. His length went deep inside the tiny, tight body of the fire demon, the tip grazing against the other mans 'spot'. Despite himself, Hiei groaned, almost like he was growling and pulled himself up, standing on his knees. Slowly, he thrust himself down upon Kurama again, doing this repeatedly until the fox was crying out his name in senseless pleasure, his slim creamy hands gripping Hiei's tight rear end.

Kurama came with a loud, much louder then before, cry, spilling his seed into the willing, still moving body of the demon. Hiei, on the other hand, had different plans for his dear fox as the said fox panted below him, eyes closed.

He slid off Kuramas lap, away from that deceitful warmth that was the theif, and crawled onto Kurama's chest, where he lay, full length, and started toying with the redheads nipples while kissing his neck and chin. Kurama groaned and opened one eye. "Yer not asleep?" The fox groaned again.

Hiei smirked. "Hardly, baka kitsune. I never came," his smirk widened at the green eyed theif's stare, "And besidees, I want to be in *you* when I do come... So..."

Kurama offered no resistance when Hiei kissed him again, but whimpered in an odd mixture of pleasure/pain as Hiei raked his nails experimentally down the foxs' stomach. The fire demon raised his eyebrows. "Like it rough, kitsune?"

When the usually pale fox blushed crimson, Hiei knew his guess was right and stood on the bed, taking Kurama's legs with him. A startled gasp of surprise rose from the foxs' lips when Hiei hooked them over his thin shoulders, gripping Kurama's hips tight.

"Want it, fox?" Hiei purred, letting the head of his erection graze Kurama's entrance, eliciting a strangled groan from the other currently known as uke. "Want me to plow your human body? Take its precious virginity? The one you gaurded *so* well for the past decade or two."

Kurama flinched and arched his hips off the bed. He knew it would hurt like holy hell, but he really didn't care. It was Hiei. "Just fuck me, fire demon," He growled.

A look of surprise flashed over Hiei's face and he nodded once before plunging his (surprisingly) long arousal into Kurama's un/willing human body.

There was no scream, only a mere flinch and then Kurama pushed his hips against Hiei's, driving the other mans length deeper into him. Hiei pulled slowly out, then in, going faster and deeper with each thrust. Soon, Kurama's lustful cries mingled with his own mental screams, and Hiei reached down to grasp and pump Kurama's returned erection.

It was rough, like Hiei had guessed Kurama had liked it, but neither one felt much pain. Hiei didn't, for driving the innocence from this body as the fox once did to his. He enjoyed the look of lust/ecstasy/wanting on Kurama's face; this wasn't a plan of revenge, it was a *want*, a *need* for the fire demon. He needed to be with Kurama like this. For Kurama, he felt little pain, and that he did feel was in the back of his mind. He was working on primative animal instincts here, the all natrual bump and grind. He just wanted more, more of Hiei, more of Hiei's body, more everything.

Kurama came first, when Hiei hit his prostate ecspecially hard, his semen spurting out onto the Jaganshi's small hand. Hiei took another moment, grunted and released, biting back a groan as he felt his seed coat the insides of the beautiful fox and leak out the tight opening.

The small demon withdrew from Kurama's formerly virgin human body and collapsed onto Kurama, both slick with sweat and gasping softly. The redhead attempted to draw Hiei into an embrace before falling asleep, but once the emerald eyed beauty was sound asleep, he slipped from the warm arms.

Slowly, the demon pulled on his clothing and glanced once at the laptop, then at Kurama, before leaving fleetingly from the window, into the black night.

~*~*~

Kurama woke to an empty, cold bed. The sheets were slightly mussed from where Hiei had been and sticky semem was all around the bed and his shreds of clothes, proving last night was indeed not a dream.

Kurama sat up, then groaned as muscles and body parts he didn't even know he had screamed in excruciating pain. Slowly, carefully, he crept out of bed and slowly straightened out, pulling new underwear and clothes from his closet and carefully putting them on.

He groaned again when he realized he never turned his laptop off, and quickly printed out his essay, as unfinished as it was, and stuffed it in his math book. The fact that Hiei probably considered him a good, one-night- stand was shoved into the back of his mind, in fear of the pain, as he raced to school, ignoring his mother and breakfast.

~*~*~

"Class, please get your homework out," The lit teacher said in the very begining of class. "Hand them up and study for your test tomorrow, you'll get them back graded in the end of class."

Kurama handed his two page paper up, stapled, and pulled out his textbook, opening it to the right page. But the words kept blurring as he fought back tears. Memories of the night before flooded back, the lust and need in Hiei's eyes, the extreme pleasure the smaller man had caused him. The back of his eyes burned and he tried not to put his head in his hands, but failed.

"Minamo-san," Came the sharp voice of his teacher. His head snapped up and she smiled a bit at him, her frosty demener thawing a bit. "You're letter was wonderful. Mind if I read it aloud?"

Kurama blinked, and then blushed. "No, ma'am. I don't."

She nodded and walked to the front of the class. "Attention. A fellow student wrote this excellent essay." She cleared her throat.

"Dear fox,

"You are correct in your assumption that you don't know me. That I am completely out of your reach, emotionally, and most likely physically. My walls are never down.

"Neither are yours though. I don't trully know you either, kitsune. I knew the old you, but you seem to have evolved. I say 'seem to' because you were a cold bastard then and a you're a silent, softspoken bastard now.

"Never knew I acctually cared enough to tell you I thought of you sa a friend, did you? I'm too cold, too distant, and yes fox, that was partially your doing. Not all your fault, but at least partially it is.

"Don't get all 'I'm sorry' on me now, fox. I'm not sorry, though I do somewhat regreat becoming the person you forced me to become. Bah, I sound like a," the teacher coughed here, glancing over her glasses at Kurama, "a freaking ningen. Too remorseful.

"Tonight, fox, I am about to do something you would never expect me to do. I will write to you, and tell you exactly what I feel about you.

"You're a moron to care about me. A complete and utter idiot. No one of any pride or with half a mind would care about me. And you're a fox. Sneaky, sly, and utterly adorable when puzzled.

"Yes, yes, I know. I said 'adorable'. I know you're probably thinking 'Oh, dear. The demon said a word of affection.' I'm not as hard and cold as you make me out to be, kitsune, nor as hard and cold as I can or want to be.

"Because I care, fox. I care about things I don't want to care about. Things that I *hate* myself for caring about. People I hate myself for caring about. Fu--freak it, I even care about that huge oaf Yukina calls a boyfriend.

"...I care about you, fox. I care a lot. Are you happy now? Are your unshed tears dried? I hope so, fox, because, gods kill me now, if I ever want to cause tears to your beautiful, shining eyes. I could even love you, kitsune. Damn it, I could make you into my whole freaking world. I could go to bed next to you every night and wake up in your arms every morning. I could want to be only yours, and you only mine. I could love you, and tell you that every time the whim takes hold, I could kiss you onc every day and know it isn't only in my dreams.

"But it will never happen, kitsune. Never. Never again will I hold you, or look at you without dying a little inside, knowing I can never have you. I have no wish to be your friend, nor do I wish to be your lover. So leave me be, kit. Let it lie in that bed of yours, where you sleep so peacefully.

"Good bye, fox."

The entire class looked at their teacher in shock, a few girls had tears streaming down their cheeks and a few guys were trying to stop themselves from doing the same.

Kurama, on the other hand, was gazing at the letter in the teachers hands, face completely dry, eyes blank.

'Oh..Hiei..you stupid, stupid demon..'

~*~*~

The black clothed Jaganshi watched, again, as the kitsune prepared himself for bed. But, this time, instead of snuggling under the covers, Kurama sat upp in bed, watching his covers sadly. Hiei narrowed his eyes slightly, the rest of his face impassive, as tears slowly dripped down the thieves cheeks.

"Hiei.." The redhead mouthed before doubling over in sobs. He fell asleep like that, but on his side, curled up tightly, hugging himself.

Hiei slipped into the room, crouching low on the floor, studying the boy. He was trully anguished. The fox was sad that Hiei didn't wish him around. Hiei's eyes narrowed and his head tilted.

"Fox.." He murmured, standing slightly to run a gentle finger down Kurama's pale cheek, where tears lie, drying against the creamy skin. "'M sorry, fox."

A single tear slipped past Hiei's barriers and he practically flew from the room, wishing the darkness would just consume him, once and for all.

~*~*~

Ack...angsty ending, ne? ::sighs:: remember, Kus helped me write this, and he was in a very, veeery sad mood when we wrote this. ::pats poor guy on the back:: Please reveiw, kay??