Red eyes stared intensely through the second story window. Kurama just got home. Any minute the darkend room he gazed into, would burst with light. Any minute Kurama would come in, a look, a smile, a soft whispered word. Anything would delight him. Not that he would admit it. He had trouble admitting it even to himself. It still confused him to no end that Hiei felt the desire...no...The NEED to stalk Kurama.
That was exactly what he had been doing. Stalking him as a tiger stalks his prey. Watching him, every movement, every gesture held some special meaning. Hiei rested in the tree that loomed close to his house, and yet, not close enough. One branch reached out towards Kurama's window as the other part of the tree leaned away towards the sun, as if to hold on for dear life while it stretched to try to attain it's life source. Hiei felt much like that tree. Wanting to leave as his mind dictated he should, yet still holding on with every thing he had, afraid he would fall, knowing he would fall.
He hid along the trunk of the tree beneath the heavy leaves and branches waiting with patience of a hunter until Kurama's bedroom light suddenly illuminated the outer most limb. He was home! Hiei began to inch along it slowly, getting as close as he dared.
Inside, Kurama sighed. He had a long day of pleasing teachers, girls giggling when they passed, and jealous males giving him dirty looks. Dropping his a stack books on the mohogony desk in the corner of the room he began to undress. Hiei's eyes grew wide as he watched his milky white skin slowly reveal itself. He began to inch closer and closer as Kurama turned his back towards the window tossing his school shirt upon the floor.
Hiei sat crouching at the very tip of the branch, leaning as much as he could. His brain went blank, he couldn't think as he stared at Kurama's well toned back. Almost hypnotized. Even still his mind screamed at him. 'What are you doing?! He is your alli, nothing more!' Suddenly, and without warning a loud crack sounded out around the yard.
Hiei's eyes went wide as he felt the branch brake and begin to fall to the ground. He acted quickly and did the only thing he could. The tree was too far away for him to just jump back to it, and being distracted as he was, he did not even consider the ground. The fire demon leaped forward towards the top of the window sill, his fingers grasping it as tightly as he could, his legs spread on either side to avoid them dangling in front of the window.
Hiei gritted his teeth. He felt lost. How could he have been so foolish? Why was he here in the first place? He tried to leave. He tried so many times to no avail. Every time he would find himself back here, staring into his window like some kind of pathetic love sick girl. He disgusted himself, he could not accept the fact that for some reason, it was Kurama who made his demon heart pound. Who quickened his blood with fire, who taunted him in his sleep. He never wanted anything so badly. It didn't make sense!
He squeezed his eyes shut as Kurama opened the window with a frown, looking outside. His long red hair cascading over his shoulders like the finest silk. He spotted the branch below and the frown increased. Sure the tree was old but the branches have always been strong. It would not have fallen by itself. Kurama hopped onto the window sill, and then jumped down to the ground landing cat like on his feet. His keen eyes scanned the yard, but he sensed nothing.
A soft "tip!" sounded behind him. As if nimble feet jumped on his window sill and into his waiting room. Kurama's eyes widened. "Mother!" This was the last thing he needed. An Apparition to come in, wanting blood. He did not want his mother exposed to that. He spun around and jumped up to the window sill, taking a rose from his hair he entered his room.
The air seemed thick with silence, as he scanned his desk, his dresser, his bed, Hiei on the bed smirking at him, the floor, the closet. Kurama suddenly stiffened and turned back to Hiei smirking on the bed. He sighed in relief. A hand going to his forehead, lifting his bangs away. A soft smile came to his face and peace fell down upon him again. He put the flower away before addressing his visitor. "Hiei, you startled me." His voice seemed soft, almost a purr, or was that Hiei's imagination? "You're getting soft Kurama, I could of killed you." Kurama chuckled, his eyes closed before opening them again to stare deeply into Hiei's own. "Really? You are welcome to try." It was as if their words were like a dance back and forth between the two. Challenge, respond, challenge, respond. Tension lit the air between them.
"I did not come here to kill you."
"A shame." "Is it really? I could if you wanted me to."
"I think I will manage, besides now that your here, I would not want to disappoint my guest."
"Hn."
Silence entered the room once more, before Kurama spoke. "Why ARE you here Hiei? Is their trouble in demon world?" Hiei averted his eyes at this question.
"No, of course not."
"Spirt world then?"
"No." His irritation grew at this. Is that the only reason he visits? No he was certain he had visited just because, before...Hadn't he?
"Trouble with Mukuro?" A sly grin crossed his face, a twinkling came to his deep green eyes. Hiei whipped his head around and glared at Kurama. He was always so perceptive. Another long silence passed between them as they stared. "She...Is not my Mate." His choked out words said more then he could ever really say. His eyes held some sort of meaning. 'She is not my Mate Kurama, but I think I know who is...I think it might be...you.'
Kurama's soft voice filled the room breaking the tension that ensued after that statement. "I know." He whispered. "I've always known."