Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Chronicles ❯ Ready For You ( Chapter 2 )

Authors Notes: I decided to make a `series' of YYH fics of Kurama/Hiei. ^^ All having to do with each other, like a multi-chapter fic but at different times, settings, etc; etc.

THIS fic is dedicated to the one author called `BlondeGoddess' for giving me the idea of an `epic'.

Brady

WARNINGS: Song fic ahead. Male graphic sex ahead. `Graphic sex' including blow jobs, hand jobs, blah blah blah. Swearing (mean ol' Hiei) and random violence. ^_^

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the YYH chars, OR the song. Song belongs to Hoobastank... >:) And it's a totally kick ass song called `Ready For You'.

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/Go on.

Make me feel it's useless.

When in fact it's you that

needs to have me near./

Hiei sat silently in the tree, watching as the sun set once again in the Makai. Since the night he had left Kuramas house after the letter, he had sat in that very tree, every night, and watched the sun go down. It always turned that crimson...the color of the foxs hair, glinting off the emerald of his eyes that was the grass.

Oh, how nature seemed to love torturing him.

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Kurama's classes were nothing but time. Time spent doing unimportant things, time just passing by desolately, just time...empty time.....

Time without Hiei, his little fire demon. The only person Kurama truly loved, needed more then air, food, water...

Time without the one who rejected him in the cruelest way possible.

As the redhead trudged to his human home, the same thoughts flew in his mind. It had been a year since Hiei left, but the thoughts were the same..

...If he loved me, why did he leave?...

...how could he tell me that and then say he never wanted me....

...oh, Hiei...oh, Hiei, Hiei... I miss you so... Oh, Hiei...

Like always, the tears fell right as he entered his bedroom, the tidiness of him etched into each cloth, each wall, each pillow. And all reminded him of Hiei.

Hiei had sat on that bed. Climaxed on that bed. Rested his head on that pillow. Sat at that desk, leaned on those walls. Talked while standing in that spot. Sat at that window.

"..so constricting.." Kurama whimpered, collapsing onto the bed, burrowing his head into a pillow, sobbing, body curling up. "Hiei....Oh, Hiei, Hiei!"

The fox had sunken deep into a depression ever since Hiei left him that one time. His grades were just as good, but he had no personal relationships anymore; he and his mother were hardly even talking anymore. She had given up being cheerful ever since he had told her he didn't care anymore. His demon friend, Kimi, was the only one who still bothered to try and talk with him anymore, she still cared just as much. And hated Hiei that much more.

/So now

keep me at a safe distance

and with a little persistence,

I'll make it crystal clear./

"HIEI!" Kimi, the aforementioned demon friend of Kuramas, screamed, shaking with fury. Her gold eyes were Rage Itself, her small fists tightly clenched. "HIEI! GET DOWN FROM THAT TREE!"

Hiei ignored her, leaning back on the trunk, high in the branches, arms folded and eyes closed.

"Come down or I'LL KILL YOU!" She shrilled, fully ready to try and make her claim a reality. She despised the fire demon for everything he was, for rejecting her best frienf

"..........hn." The answer he graced her with was typical Hiei; it didn't even phase her anymore.

"You're killing Kurama, you bastard! He doesn't even talk anymore; no one's seen him out of his house other then school for MONTHS! He cries himself to sleep and always has awful bags under his eyes!"

"...." Hiei stayed silent, but looked down at her, interest flashing over his small face. Kurama was...sad still?

Kimi saw this and nodded furiously, her grubby cheeks streaked with tears. "You're killing Kurama, Fire demon! How can you leave him like that for a year, miserable and depressed?! ALONE?!"

"......hn." He said again, voice angry, "...bitch, the stupid fox does not need me."

"Fine." She spat out, taking a step back, blue pigtails stroking her tear stained cheeks, "Then I'll inform you when his funeral is, Demon."

Then, the demoness spat at the base of the tree, cast him a hate filled look and ran towards her home to loathe the fire demon in private. Kurama had made it clear earlier he didn't wish her to come around that day, and she respected his wishes. Even the depressed needed some alone time from the hyper-active demonic friend.

... and after one last night of watching the sun go down, Hiei traveled once again to the human world.

/I'll be around

only if you want me to

be there by your side,

I'm ready for you./

Kurama looked blankly at his journal. For the past year, he had written of nothing but Hiei. Well, little else other then Hiei. He wrote down what dreams he had, what he hoped for... ...what he had lost.

That night was the same as all the other ones... a restless attempt at sleeping, the staring at the ceiling... then the weeping. Oh, the weeping. The silent tears and softly wracked body as the sobs continued throughout the night. The night that never seemed to comfort, always sent him spiraling down a deeper pit of despair.

"You loved me then left me.." Kurama would whisper as he cried gently, "You loved me then left me, broken... Told me you loved me then left me, alone, alone and broken.. Used me in the coldest way... Oh, Hiei...Hieiii..."

Suddenly that night, a soft, deep voice said, out of the blue, "Why are you crying, fox?"

Kurama kept crying, not hearing the gentle voice, shivering slightly in the sudden breeze creeping throughout his small room. It didn't occur to him that his window had been silently opened by a stealthy fire demon.

"..fox. Why are you weeping?" The voice asked again, some what louder, and a small hand touched Kuramas back, a touch like the lightest brushing of feathers.

The fox stiffened and, in a shocked/hopeful tear choked voice, he asked, "...H-Hiei... is... is t-that...you?"

"For once, fox...you're not doing things gracefully." The fire demon said, evading the question all together, his hand gently stroking down Kuramas spine. The remark hadn't been one of callous indifference or sarcasm, but a mere observation.

"Hiei!" Kurama sat up, knees pulled under his rear, emerald eyes wide in shock and raw hope. "Hiei, you're really here!"

"...of course I'm really here, Fox." His voice remained soft and deep, though a small waver crept into his tone. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"`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.'" Kurama quoted, voice whispery soft and breathless, emerald eyes already full of unshed tears.

"...you memorized that?"

"I memorized it all." The fox said softly, looking down at his lap, "It was all I had left of you after you left me." Suddenly, the youko/human looked up, bangs no longer hiding his sorrow-filled eyes. "Why did you leave me? Was I not `good enough'?! Was I not a good lay?! Tell me WHY, Hiei!"

The Jaganshi stared at the pissed off boy for a moment before saying, "Wha...what?"

"You told me you loved me then you left me all alone!" Kurama hissed angrily, "And now you come back and seem to think you can make everything better by touching my back! Why. Did. You. Leave. Me?!"

/So don't be afraid

`cause I know what you're going through.

So when you think it's time,

I'm ready for you./

Hiei lowered his head, blocking his eyes with his bangs and eyelashes. "Because, fox, you need someone more then me. More caring... open. Someone who wasn't so…so cold. And uncaring. Who wouldn't shove you away or be scared at the idea of a loving intimacy."

"...didn't you ever think that I don't care?" Kurama let his tears fall like silent jewels, sliding down his pale cheek in slow, steady streams. "Don't you think that any fault you might have was still better then being used?"

"I didn't use you!" Hiei protested, indignant for once at the stab at his decency.

"Like Hell you didn't!" Kurama shot back. "You leapt upon me when I was asleep, made me feel more pleasure then any other partner ANY of my bodies has ever been caused to feel, then leave a letter on my laptop, telling me you love me, following that up by saying you don't even want to be my friend anymore?!

"If that isn't using someone for a quick, painless fuck, then I don't know what is!" Kurama's emerald eyes narrowed, "And though I hate saying this because I hate what I was, you know I have first hand experience with using someone for a quick fuck."

Hiei flinched and, after a long moment, lowered his head, "You win."

A startled expression crossed the kitsunes face, "Wha…what?"

"....you win. You win everything, you baka kitsune." Crimson eyes shot up, glaring accusingly at Kurama, "Are you happy now? You won my heart and I gave you good reason to crush it like a fine dust in that clawed hand of yours. And instead you destroy yourself.

"So here's the deal, Kurama." His soft voice wavered slightly, but Hiei stood proudly, his arrogant self once again back, "Just give me my heart back and I'll leave you alone. Let you live your life again." When Kurama just stared at him, Hiei scowled and continued, "Give it back, Kurama. Give it back if you don't want it anymore. Let me have it back and I'll leave you alone!"

/Now you

seem to be content with

a one sided friendship

you've got to chase./

"...but..I never had your heart, H-Hiei.." Kurama whispered, a hand reaching out to stroke Hiei's cheek, palm and fingers moving on there own. The fire demon flinched, but didn't move away.

"...yes, you did, fox. For a long, long time, you held it. I just didn't realize it. ...and if you don't want it...give it back."

The words were softly spoken, so low that Kurama had to strain to hear and they had a guilty, regret filled ring to them. Slowly, so very slowly, Kurama cupped the Jaganshi's small chin in his graceful, pale hand and pulled Hiei over onto the bed so that they were nose-to-nose.

"Hiei.... I couldn't give back your heart if I wanted to. But I don't want to. If you have mine…then I want to keep yours. Forever and ever." The redhead whispered, sliding his other hand onto the opposite side of Hieis face before leaning in to gently press his quivering lips to the smaller mans.

The fire demon didn't react at first, simply sat in wide-eyed shock as Kurama delivered onto him the most gentle, tender, loving kiss Hiei had ever received in his life. Then, realizing that this was reality and not some daydream, Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama's shoulders, leaning into the others warm mouth in doing so, earning himself a soft moan from the beautiful redhead.

"Hiei...Hiei, oh, gods, Hiei, I love you..." Kurama whispered into the kiss, lips moving softly across Hiei's, snaking his arms around the smaller mans waist, pulling Hiei onto his lap, the meeting of their combined lips growing more passionate and needful.

"Fox...beautiful, crimson haired, emerald eyed baka kitsune.." Hiei groaned gently, hands moving jerkily to Kuramas locks of blood red, burying his small fingers into the tresses, reveling in their texture, their scent.

Kurama nuzzled his nose into the crook of Hiei's neck, then pressed the fire demons back into the mattress, kissing that little piece of flesh gently, scraping the skin softly with his blunt ningen teeth. Hiei's groan got slightly louder, fingers burrowing down into the silk of red strands to massage Kurama's tender scalp.

Carefully slipping the fire demon out of the restricting ebony garments, the kitsune stroked his slim fingers down the length of Hiei's supple body. Gently dancing his fingertips over the Jaganshi's bare chest, feather light kisses of his lips across the erect nipples. Smooth palms caressing the flesh of Hiei's stomach and abdomen, silken curtains of hair cascading over them like a waterfall, blocking all outsiders from watching the intimately sacred event, brushing against the slightly scarred planes of Hiei's ribs and sides.

/Slow down so I can smell the roses

but the road you chose is

crooked and unpaved.

My tires are spinning but to no avail./

Arching only slightly to the thieves loving touch, the fire demon trembled from the burning in his chest. Not pain, but the most searing pleasure, enveloping his mind in luscious waves. "Kurama...Kurama...Kurama.." He whispered the name softly, over and over, slowly, as if memorizing and savoring the taste of each syllable. A tiny pink tongue darted out from Kurama's mouth, running itself enticingly down the trail his hands had set up. Neck, chest, nipples, stomach and abdomen. The muscle wound slow circles into the flesh of the fire demon, eliciting a loud groan from the tiny man.

Finally, Kurama's mouth and tongue reached it's main objective: the rigid manhood of the one he loved most in all the worlds. Slowly, gently, the wet tongue wound about the base of the length, sending tremors down Hiei's agile frame. His fingers were no longer clutching at Kurama's blood red tresses, but at the sheets, the white sheets which were being bunched into a ball by the slightly nailed grip of the small youth.

Giving a rather feline-like mew, Kurama wrapped his mouth around his tongue and Hiei's taunt shaft, slowly drifting his head upwards, towards the head, the pink muscle slipping and sliding about the fire demons member. With another mew, the kitsune clasped his lips around the very tip of Hiei's length, tongue swirling about as the throat muscles contracted, Kurama sucking gently at Hiei.

Hiei cried out, pressing his hips closer to the warm cavern of Kurama, the fox teasing him gently with that talented tongue of his, bobbing his head up and down along the pulsing manhood. Blind fingers groped for the thiefs hair, crimson eyes shut tight as Hiei's small, but muscled, chest heaved up and down from his harsh pants.

Probing fingers wrapped themselves around the two twin mounds of flesh of Hiei's buttocks, gently pressing the demon farther into his wanting mouth, still teasing. The tongue scraped along the underside of the length. The Jaganshi moaned this time, a deep throaty moan of pure want, his hips jerking.

Kurama continued his gentle teasing, stroking the demons lower back and rear with his soft fingers, making gentle noises in the back of his throat at the taste of the demon. Sweet..very sweet. Like sugar wrapped into a hard package, and Kurama wanted more. Sucking harder, the foxs bent his head lower, capturing all of the length into his mouth, letting the tip of Hiei's shaft hit the back of his throat, careful not to gag on the formerly unfamilier wholeness in his throat.

Hiei was close...so very, very close to climax. Kurama wished to swallow his release, taste pure Hiei on his lips, in his throat, his stomach. To be part of him. The fire demon cried out again, louder this time, when Kurama slowed his pace. Then, the smaller male wrestled himself into a sitting position, spread his limber legs wider and grabbed Kurama's hair. With a grunt, he pulled the others mouth full against his groin, incasing his length wholey in the mouth, Kurama unable to move his head at all.

Hiei let his head tip back as he slowly pumped himself into the kitsunes waiting mouth, holding the redheads hair tightly, thrusting in quickly. His breath quickened even more, and Kurama used his tongue again, to slowly drift about the aching member.

Finally, Hiei couldn't take it anymore.. Too much pleasure overloading his sensing, sending him to new heights. He exploded into the boys mouth with a loud growl, falling back against the bed. Panting, he let go of Kurama's head, letting his arms fall limp at his wiry sides. The kitsune pulled back slightly, flickering his tongue out to capture the stray droplets of release from his lips and chin, smiling languidly at Hiei with a foxs mischevious smile.

The harsh pants softened slightly as crimson eyes reopened to slits as they watched the fox. "Un...kitsune..."

"You taste good." Kurama said, offhandedly, making his index and middle finger walk up Hieis chest to tickle to demons chin and neck. Hiei tried to supress a smile but ended up smirking.

"And how do you taste, fox?" Hiei murmured gently, arching his hips to press them against the kitsunes chest. Kurama nibbled on his own lower lip, making some sort of purr like sound under his breath. With speed that shouldn't have surprised Kurama, but did, Hiei flipped the taller man onto his back and successfully pinned him to the already rumpled bed sheets.

"I want to taste you, Kurama," Hiei whispered into the foxs ear, slowly rubbing his body against the taller mans. The redhead shuddered and moaned softly, tilting his head back in a submissive gesture. The fire demon grinned to himself and began to nibble on Kurama's throat, grinding their bodies together.

/I'll be around

only if you want me to

be there by your side,

I'm ready for you./

Hiei let his hand trail down Kurama's body, small fingers tickling down the smooth expanse of skin, relishing the soft moans and animalistic noises coming from the back of the redheads throat. "Hiei...Hiei..."

His hand reached it's target, the gentle, warm skin of Kurama's base. Hiei's curious finger trailed over the gentle pulse of a vein. The foxs soft moan grew to a loud gasp, his slitted eyes shooting open, a strangled noise coming from him. Smooth fingers continued trailing down Kurama's shaft, in an almost lazy manner, once in a while twirling playfully around the slightly pulsing skin, eliciting ragged pants and pleas from his lover.

The hand began to move faster, smoothly and firmly pumping down the flesh. Pants, groans and whimpers urged him to explore more. Kurama came with a hoarse cry, arching sharply off the bed, the proof of his climax spilling over Hiei's hand, his eyes closed tight.

The fire demon merely lifted his hand and licked away the drop of white, the flicking out his tongue to capture any left on his lips. Leaning down, the small man gently lapped away at Kurama's stomach and member while the theif panted softly, eyes now half closed.

/So don't be afraid

`cause I know what you're going through.

So when you think it's time,

I'm ready for you.

I'm ready for you/

"Hi...Hiei.." Kurama moaned out gently, holding out his arms pleadingly. Hiei crawled over Kurama's smooth chest, curling up on the smooth expanses of skin, wrapping one wiry arm about his larger lovers body. Letting his crimson orbs fall closed, drifting off to a blissfull sleep, the same happening to the kitsune. And this time...he stayed in those arms.

And that laptop stayed closed.

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That's the end...please reveiw....^_^