Yusuke POV

I stood there awkwardly, scratching my head with my other hand on the door. "Okay Urameshi," I sighed, tapping my heel against their stoop, "You can do this...you CAN do this." My hand up, fist ready to pound on the thick door fox-boy had made himself.

"...Shit," I read their address again, "Here goes..." I banged on door three times. Trying to borrow money from your proud, demonic (coughRichcough) friends. Awkward. So awkward.

"Tunnel of Love!"

Ooookaaay...not as awkward as Hiei giggling through the cracked door! The hell?!

"Um...hey, Hiei. How's it going? What's up?"

"Oh...you know," he sighed, opened the door all the way, leaning against the frame and grinning stupidly, "Just...the normal shit. Kurama made a new hybrid plant and I lit it on fire because it grew too fast and...poof! Smoke!" He cackled, stumbling into the hallway, leaving the door wide open and-

HOLY hell! He wasn't kidding! "Kurama?" I blinked against the heavy green smoke, coughing and covering my nose with my shirt, "What the hell, man?!"

"Yusuke! How lovely that you stopped by!" Kurama stumbled out of the room-oh my god his shirt is off. He's built like a dancer, not bulk but...thin, sturdy, "We would have invited you over but...well to be honest...I don't remember your number!" He broke into a giggling fit, hiding into his elbow, tipping his head as he coughed and laughed. Smoke vanished into his mouth.

"Kurama," Hiei tried to whisper...loudly, "Yusuke is right here!"

"And he is welcome to have some!" Kurama laughed as Hiei huffed on an old wooden pipe, exhaling a plume of green. It smelled sweet... It made my mouth water and he passed an old wooden pipe to me, grinning. Smoke leaked between his teeth.

Demonic stoners were the best kind.