Prologue

I feel his skin burning against mine. It's not often we get a moment alone like this. If only we could have this more often. But only very rarely can I be sure of Shiori's absence for extended periods of time. And doing this at the temple is out of the question.

It's so hot. I pull my shirt of, and he does the same. I'm not sure how, but our embrace never breaks, and our lips hardly part. I hear him moan. I kiss him harder.

Suddenly the door swings open, and I hear a gasp. I turn around as fast as I can, only to see Hiei already at the door. He has hold of Botan's wrist. Her face is redder than I have ever seen anyone's face go. There is also a glimmer of pain due to Hiei's grip, but her embarrassment far surpasses her pain. And it should.

"You tell anyone," Hiei hisses at her, "And I will murder them, I will make you watch, and then I will murder you."

"I'm sorry," Botan whimpers. "I thought Kurama was alone."

"Which gives you the right to barge in here without knocking?" I ask sharply. Honestly, I'm irritated. Only once in a long while do Hiei and I get such time alone together. He doesn't want anyone to know about us. I only care becaues it might embarrass Shiori. But her barging in like that has ticked Hiei off. Which quite effectively ruins the mood.

After a long pause, when she doesn't say anything and she doesn't leave, Hiei asks, "What was so important?"

"Yusuke is have a get-together at the temple tomorrow. He wanted you guys to come. I didn't know I was going to find Hiei here though." Her voice is still weak.

"Thanks for the invite. We'll think about it," I say. Her eyes widen, and her face turns pink again when I speak for both of us. Hiei finally drops her arm, and she rubs her wrist. "Now, Botan, do me a favor and leave. And if you tell anyone, Hiei will have help," I threaten.

She gulps, nods and rushes out of the room.

I sit down on the bed. Glancing up at Hiei, I ask, "I don't suppose we could pick this up where we left off?" He looks at me once, and I sigh. "I thought not."

I lean over, pick our shirts up off the floor and toss him his. As I pull mine on, he asks, "Are we going tomorrow?"

"We have to, don't we?" I ask. "If we want to be sure she doesn't say anything."

"Damn. Could this get any worse?" he mutters.

I look at him. "We could be alone, Hiei."

Well, there you have it. The prologue. My only disclaimer is going to go right here:
I do not own any of the characters. If I add a character I do own (unlikely) I will notify you.
There. Disclaimer done. You won't see another one.
One other thing. This story is going to be taking the back seat to the other two fics I am
currently writing, so the updates won't be super-frequent (I will finish the story, I promise).

This story was never going to be written. It was more... I don't know. I wrote my oneshot Dirty Little Secret and I realized
how much fun it is to write HieixKurama stories. I also kind of wondered what would happen
if someone caught them together. Sooooo... there you go. That is where
the story True Love came from.

ForbiddenChildLover64
signing off.