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Chapter Six

"I look ridiculous," Hiei said angrily.

"I think you look cute," said Kurama.

Hiei was wearing blue-jeans and a red v-neck sweater with a white undershirt. "Call me cute one more time, see what happens," said Hiei.

"You look like someone who would be one of my friends."

"Che. You're friends with Yusuke and he looks like a delinquent no matter what he wears."

"We're going to have to do something about your hair. I think a pony-tail would-"

"Touch my hair and you die."

Kurama bit his lip. "I suppose it will be alright. Come on, let's go home."

Hiei sighed aggravatedly and followed Kurama to the check-out counter to pay for his new clothes. They all basically looked like the outfit he was wearing.

Hiei and Kurama walked to Kurama's house, discussing their plan of action for convincing Shiori and Kazuya to let Hiei live with them. The talk went surprisingly well. Kazuya agreed immediately which caused Kurama to cast Hiei a suspicious glance. Hiei merely shrugged. He later told Kurama that he hadn't used any form of mental suggestion on his father and that was cause for concern.

They were sitting in Kurama's room after dinner on his bed.

"I don't like the way Kazuya was looking at me," said Hiei. "I don't like how he was looking at you either. Particularly how he was looking at you."

"I can take care of myself, Hiei," Kurama said.

"Clearly you cannot." Hiei sighed.

"What will you do if he comes in here to hurt you or me?" Kurama asked.

"I certainly won't stand for it."

"What will you do?"

"I hope you never have to find out. Perhaps my presence here will prevent him from attacking you."

Kurama nodded. "Let's pray that is the case."

- -

To both Kurama and Hiei's surprise, Kazuya made no move to attack either of them that night. The next night, however Kazuya made his move on Hiei.

Big mistake.

Hiei held his boot-knife to Kazuya's throat as the man loomed over him, his hands down Hiei's pants. Kurama was fast asleep in his bed next to Hiei's futon.

"If you so much as utter a single word, or move for that matter, this blade will be so far down your throat you'll give birth to it," Hiei seethed.

"You can't kill me, you'll go to jail," said Kazuya.

"I can do you one better." Hiei dropped his knife and the next second, let out a blood-curdling scream. "Move and you die."

Shiori came running in and the sight of her husband fondling Hiei made her go mute with terror. Kurama had shot up in bed the second Hiei started screaming.

"Help!" Hiei yelled. "Help! He's trying to rape me!"

"Ka- Kazuya?" said Shiori. "How... how could you!"

Kazuya grabbed Hiei's knife and lunged at Shiori with it. Before Shiori had the chance to scream, Kazuya was suddenly on his knees, clutching his chest.

"Hiei!" Kurama yelled. Up to this point, he had been struck dumb with horror.

/I'm not doing anything/ Hiei told Kurama. /The poor bastard is having a heart-attack/

Shiori pushed Kazuya out of the way and rushed to Hiei, scooping him into her arms. "Oh, Hiei, I'm so sorry."

"Your husband is having a heart attack, shouldn't you call an ambulance?" asked Hiei.

"Where is Kokoda?" asked Kurama.

"He spent the night at a friend's house, thank the heavens," said Shiori. "You're right, someone should call an ambulance." Ever the queen of being calm in a crisis.

"Does anyone know CPR?" asked Shiori.

Kurama knew but pretended not to. He picked his mobile up off the night-stand and dialed the emergency number. He relayed the facts to the operator and stared at his father, writhing in pain on the floor before he stopped moving altogether.

- -

They were able to revive Kazuya at the hospital, when he woke the next day, he found himself cuffed to his bed with Hiei as his only visitor.

"What's going on?" he demanded.

"You're going to jail for rape and molestation," Hiei replied. "You shouldn't have adopted Shuuichi, turns out he age of consent in this country is 13. You would have been able to argue, albeit lamely, that Shuuichi was consenting. Unfortunately for you, you adopted him. Turns out fucking your son is a major felony in Japan. You're going to jail for a long time. Where you will doubtlessly be beaten to death by one of the inmates. Shiori is filing papers to divorce you and relieve you of custody of both your sons." Hiei spat the word 'sons.' "The only reason I'm here is because everyone else is too disgusted to be in your presence. Enjoy the rest of your pitiful life. You sick bastard."

Hiei turned on his heel and stomped out of the hospital room, an ironic smile on his face. He returned home to help pack up Kazuya's belongings.

Kurama greeted him with a grateful hug. It seemed that life would get better from then on.

Note: THIS IS NOT THE END!! Merely the end of this installment. Please stay tuned for the next part which will be called Healing.

As always, comments and criticism are welcome. Flames will be used to toast Kazuya's sorry carcass.