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"I'll be the one
I'll be the light
Where you can run
To make it right"
~The One, Backstreet Boys
Chapter One
Shiori smiled at Shuuichi. "I want you to meet the daughter of a friend of mine tomorrow. She's very pretty."
Kurama groaned inwardly. His mother had her mind set on getting him to fall in love and get married. Wouldn't you be surprised if you knew about Hiei? The half-youko considered his mother's possible reactions. Not that you'll ever know... "'Kaasan, really, I'm not very interested in dating right now. I have college, and my job." And Hiei. "I don't have time for a girlfriend."
"Please, Shuuichi," Shiori pleaded. "Just meet her. It's not like I'm forcing you to marry her!"
Kurama smiled weakly. I really hope she's not thinking of using that tactic. "Alright 'Kaasan, I'll meet her."
"Wonderful!" Shiori smiled. "Now, I think that we'll go out for lunch - you, me, Kaika, and her daughter - to that nice little restaurant on..."
Kurama listened half-heartedly as his mother planned the afternoon. After she explained the agenda, they chatted a bit more, her hinting at him getting a girlfriend. Finally, Kurama looked at the clock. It was nearly 9:00 pm. The kitsune told Shiori that he had to leave.
"Goodbye, Shuuichi," Shiori waved as he walked down the front walk. "Don't forget, be here at 11:00!"
"Hai, 'Kaasan," the kitsune answered, waving back as he pulled away from the curb and drove away. Out of sight of his mother, he deflated. Gods! I hope she's not like this forever. Every time he came over, Shiori would pester him about getting a girlfriend. Well, she wants grandkids. But what am I supposed to do about it? I have Hiei. She'll just have to depend on Shuuichi, even if he's only her stepson.
Finally, the redhead pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex where he and a certain foul-tempered little fire demon lived. I wonder if Hiei's back yet... Hiei had gone to the Makai for a few days to unwind. The Ningenkai grated on his nerves, with it's noise, and lights, and...well, ningens.
As he entered the apartment, he saw that Hiei was back, by the cloak hanging over the back of a chair and the muddy boots on the floor. Kurama sighed. At least this time he remembered to take them off before walking on the carpet...
Kurama stepped over the boots and went to the bedroom. Hiei was sound asleep on the bed, where he'd obviously crashed the instant he'd gotten into the room, evident by the fact that his katana was still strapped to his belt.
Smiling softly at the peaceful expression on his lover's face, he padded to the bed and sat down next to the fire demon. Hiei stirred slightly and mumbled something nebulously. The redhead ran a hand through Hiei's spikey black hair. Hiei was instantly awake. He relaxed as he saw Kurama. "K'rama, where were you?"
"Visiting my 'Kaasan," the kitsune replied softly.
"Mmmm..." The fire demon's eyes closed again.
"Ai shiteru, Koibito," Kurama whispered, kissing Hiei's forehead, over the Jagan. Hiei sighed contentedly and began to purr softly. Kurama grinned and removed Hiei's damp clothes, redressing him in a set of rarely-used black PJ's, then tucked the exhausted fire demon in. "Sweet dreams."
Kurama changed into his own pajamas, which were an emerald green in color, and climbed in next to Hiei. The fire demon opened one eye as the bed moved, then snuggled closer to the kitsune and was immediately enfolded in his arms. "G'night, K'rama," Hiei yawned before he was dragged into the darkness of sleep.
Kurama rose around eight the next morning and made breakfast before Hiei was even awake, knowing that the sanjiyan would appreciate it. It was well past nine before the tired-looking fire demon straggled into the kitchen.
The Jaganshi ate like he hadn't eaten in weeks, then, looking somewhat more aware of his surroundings, blinked at Kurama. "You're up early. What's going on today?"
The kitsune frowned slightly. "I'm having lunch with my mother and her friend. Shiori wants me to meet her friend's daughter. She's started in on the 'please-get-a-girlfriend' thing again."
"Hn," was Hiei's reply. "What am I supposed to do while you're gone?"
Kurama smiled. "Well, I figured you'd want to go visit Yukina since you've been gone for a few days." Ever since Yukina had discovered Hiei's identity as her brother, he had started to enjoy visiting her because he could be open with her. When Hiei looked slightly taken to the idea, Kurama continued. "If you do visit her, please bring her some of the fish in the freezer. She said something about making sushi."
"Hn." But Hiei looked more agreeable. "When's the lunch thing?"
Kurama sighed. "I have to be there at eleven. It's ten now, and I'd better get a shower."
"Hn. Primping yourself?"
The half-youko may have been wrong, but he was sure that he'd heard a bit of bitterness in Hiei's voice. "No. I need a shower. Why?"
"Hn."
Kurama went over to Hiei. The youkai refused to look at him. The kitsune lifted the sanjiyan's head up by the chin and looked into his crimson eyes. "Koibito, you don't have to worry. You're the one I love." The redhead hugged the little fire demon. "Besides, I didn't mean I'd be showering alone..."
This story will eventually have a plot, and, as foreshadowed, will be angst! Again. Daaa...I have problems being nice to Hiei...
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