Okay back to where we left off Hiruma and Sena. (incase your to lazy to click back and see the ending of chapter one). There was an avalanche. Sena saved Hiruma and brought him to a cabin and slept with him to keep him warm. We left off with Hiruma waking up. Wooo

'O' warnings would be. Animal death.

Thank you beta reader G-angle happy V-day.

"Damn chibi! Wake up!" Hiruma said as he nudged the younger boy, trying to stir him out of his peaceful sleep.

"Negh, what time is it?" Sena asked, only half awake.

"How the hell should I know?" Hiruma said, feeling exasperated at the younger boy's memory. Didn't Sena bring him here?

"O, Hiruma-san, you're up. How are you feeling? Are you hurt anywhere?" Sena asked finally, just now waking up.

Neither of them had moved yet. They were still snug against each other under the blankets.

"I feel like all our fucking line men plowed me into a fucking wall," Hiruma said, still holding onto Sena. It was so fucking cold in that room that he didn't even notice he was holding the younger boy.

Sena smiled at the blond's choice of words. "Then you should be just fine," Sena said, wondering weather or not he should ask to be let go.

Sena shifted in Hiruma's grip and as the blond realized he was holding the younger boy, he let him go, feeling the cold air replace the warm spot next to him where Sena's body had been.

"I'll go see if our clothes are dry," Sena said. "They should be dry by now," Sena said to himself.

The blond wasn't listening. He'd just realized how much shit he had put himself in.

He laid back down and started to rub his temples. "FUCK!"

Sena turned around, looking concerned. "What! What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Sena asked, turning away from their clothes, thinking Hiruma had been hurt after all.

"No!" Hiruma said, closing his eyes, still rubbing his temples in annoyance.

"I just realized the fucking manager is going to take my fucking ears off for bringing you up here," Hiruma said, finally removing his hands from his face to look at Sena. Hiruma was pretty sure his heart stopped beating as he saw what the burette was wearing.

Hiruma shook his head and closed his eyes. 'That avalanche must have fucked with my head after all,' he thought.

However, after he opened his eyes again, he found the brunette still wearing the reveling thing. Hiruma felt himself drool as he looked openly at the brunette.

Sena was talking to Hiruma but his words were falling on deaf ears; the blond wasn't paying attention. "I'm sure Nee-chan will forgive you," Sena finished and stopped after noticing the looks Hiruma was sending him. "What's wrong Hiruma-san?" Sena asked nervously as he saw Hiruma was gaping at him.

"What the fuck are you wearing?!" Hiruma said, more loudly and to the point then he intended.

Sena looked down confused, expecting to see the night shirt he had put on the night before only to find he was in a short red woman's night gown that barely covered his rear. And it wasn't the kind you used to sleep in. (hint hint)

"Ha, no but this is, I don't remember, ah?" Sena's face flushed dark red, and he quickly looked for something to cover himself with. He definitely didn't remember putting that on last night.

'Gha, how embarrassing,' Sena didn't move, the whole thing felt very awkward. Maybe if he didn't move Hiruma would forget he was there... yeah right.

Hiruma on the other hand was thinking something along the lines of, 'damn I really wish I did have a hang over.' (He is referring to how at first he thought he had got drunk and lured Sena into bed, to have sex with him).

"Relax chibi, it looks good on you," Hiruma said. He wasn't lying; it did look good on the boy. In fact it was making him look damn right fuckable. It brought out the slight feminine curve around Sena's hips and waist. It made Hiruma surprised he hadn't notice it till now.

Sena looked back at Hiruma, it was bad enough having the blond see him like this but did he have to keep looking at him with those wanting hungry eyes? The kind Cerberus gave when he was about to gobble down a big tee bone stake.

It made Sena shiver; it wasn't a bad feeling just one he never experienced before.

Sena's thoughts were interrupted when Hiruma stood up and started walking toward him, making Sena ucosiely back up aginst the front of the mantelpiece.

Sena felt himself start to blush again as he felt Hiruma's eyes drift down his body.

Sena backed up a little until he was a couple of inches from the fire. He could feel the heat on the back of his legs. He stopped not wanting to get burned; he looked at Hiruma to find the blond was stretching out his hand towards him. Sena closed his eyes as he felt Hiruma's skin brush past his shoulder as the blond grabbed something behind Sena. Hiruma grabbed his clothes and quickly put on his pants. Sena opened his eyes in time to see Hiruma pull on his black turtle neck sweater down over his head.

Hiruma pulled the neck of his sweater down so it wasn't hiding his face and gave an evil smirk to the brunette, who was being oddly jumpy.

"What did you think I was going to grab, fucking chibi?" Hiruma asked Sena as he put on the rest of his winter clothing, including socks ear muffs and a black scarf which had all been dried by the fire...Letting lose his trade mark cackle when the boy wouldn't meet his eyes.

Sena felt Hiruma's hand on his back pushing him towards the bed. "You should go back in bed fucking shrimp, or you might get a draft wearing that. Ke ke ke…"

"But can't I change into my normal clothes?" Sena asked feeling embarrassed that he had to keep wearing such a revealing thing while Hiruma got to wear a toasty warm sweater and pants.

"Ya, sure you can, if you want to catch a fucking cold," Hiruma said, pulling a gun out from nowhere and pointing it to the floor where Sena's wet clothes had fallen some time during the night. Sena's mouth made an 'o' and he quickly made a movement to pick them up off the floor when the barrel of a gun was rather rudely shoved in his face.

"Eh!" Sena stopped what he was doing and looked up at the taller male to question why he had a gun in his face. "I said get in the fuckin bed; I'll take care of it," Hiruma said.

"Yes, Hiruma-san," Sena said obediently, crawling back under the blankets on the floor. Finally, he looked at Hiruma when he was under the safety and warmth of the quilt. Sena nestled in the blanket and looked again at Hiruma who had turned back around to hang Sena's clothes up. Sena couldn't help it and pouted to him self as he cursed his luck. 'How come only my clothes fell off? I have such bad luck.'

Hiruma turned around to find Sena looking at him. The blond smirked, "Like what you see fucking shrimp?" Hiruma tauntingly said as he put his hands on his hips and looked down at the younger boy.

Sena felt his face heat up and he had to force himself not to hide under the blankets. Instead, he looked away, still blushing. 'I have nothing to be ashamed about, it's not like I was looking at Hiruma-san's ass.' Sena said to himself, lying.

While Sena was still in denial Hiruma sat down besides Sena without the boy noticing. Sena turned around to find Hiruma's face next to his.

"Fucking chibi, are you listening to me?"

Sena's face was blank. "What?"

Hiruma looked exasperated again as he moved closer, putting the back of his hand on Sena's head. Sena closed his eyes thinking Hiruma was about to strike him but opened them when he felt Hiruma's cool hand on his forehead.

"You're a little warm fucking shrimp, you better not be getting a cold," Hiruma said trying to prolong contact by moving his hand up against Sena's bangs before removing it. Sena looked at Hiruma questioningly, as the blond stood up and started walking towards the front door.

Sena's eyes followed him, and he started to panic when he saw that Hiruma was putting on his boots. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like fucking shrimp? I'm going to look around outside, maybe see how far off we are," Hiruma said as he finished lacing his boots. "Hiruma-san, are you sure you should be moving around so soon? You were in an avalanche yesterday. Hiruma-san!" Sena called out, but Hiruma had already left.

Sena looked sadly at the door, wanting to fallow his team caption, but the cold and Sena's lack of clothing swayed him otherwise. Besides, the blond would be back. Hiruma wouldn't leave him out here… would he? Well maybe there was something he could do to keep himself busy while the other was gone. Sena looked around the room, in the kitchen. There was a small cauldron he must have overlooked upon arriving. It wasn't that big, but maybe he could boil some water and they could have tea when Hiruma came back. He could melt snow but he didn't know if this place had any tea leaves. But after looking around the cabinet, he found that it held not only had one kind of tea but two. Now Sena just had to decide, earl gray or green tea?

……..

Hiruma let a sigh upon getting space between him and Sena. Being so close to Sena was just too much for the blond, especially considering that the two were alone in a cabin with no one as a witness. And Sena just had to be his own clueless fucking self. Hiruma was so fucking tempted to jump the clueless shrimp. He had come real close; if he hadn't excused himself he properly would have ended up raping the boy.

He needed some time to cool off. Being so near the brunette was starting to have an affect on him. He walked into a clearing not far from the cabin and started doing warm up stretches trying to relive the stiffness that had formed in his arms and legs from lack of movement. He grunted when he was done and was pleased to find that his arousal had faded, it was now safe to go back to the cabin.

As Hiruma made his way out of the cluster of trees he heard a movement behind him.

He stopped walking when he saw smoothing furry scurry over his feet and go up a tree, all the while chattering and screaming at him. Hiruma looked up, following the noise, "Damn rodent."

He took out his gun; he was already in a bad mood so why not take out his anger on something else than the fucking shrimp.

"Chet chit chit," the fat gray squirrel continued yelling at him, and no doubt in Hiruma's mind cursing at the blond. The damn thing even went so far as to drop a fucking acorn at the blond. Needless to say it only angered Hiruma more. He cocked his gun and aimed it at the furry tree rat which had yet to stop its ranting. Needless to say Hiruma put a stop to it, he took the damn thing down on his first shot, right through its little furry neck.

He watched it fall to the ground and waited only seconds be for going to claim his kill.

Blood stained the snow were the little tree rat landed; its neck was half off. The poor thing was dead before it hit the ground.

Hiruma quickly picked it up by the tail and started the short walk back to the cabin. "Well, here's lunch," Hiruma said to himself as he walked back towards the cabin.

…….

When Hiruma walked back into the cabin he was surprised to find Sena making tea.

However, he didn't fail to give a demonic smirk when Sena looked up from the tea he was brewing. Hiruma held up his kill while reading Sena's questioning look. "Want some meat with your tea?" He asked, not minding that drops of blood from the decapitated tree rat were staining the floor.

Woot, I didn't think I would ever get that done, I don't know if you noticed but I tried making the chapters longer. I got advice from Star Hauk, who told me she makes her chapters at least 5 pages. I don't know if I'll be able to do that aging. But I plan on the next chapter being the last. And if no one has noticed, I don't update my fic ever week or even every moth more like when ever I feel like getting around to making it. (Warning this can take moths) =3 later gaiters. If your lucky or beg, I might make some sex in the next chapter. ^-^

P.S. I'm thinking of making a Mamori bashing fic.