Hi people! This is something that I came up with one day out of nowhere. I have no idea if it will go anywhere, I'm not even sure there will be a next chapter. I'll try to do something with it, and if you have any ideas, they will be greatly appreciated. I have some idea of what I might do to continue this, but don't be surprised if it isn't updated often, if ever. (Encouragement to continue helps wink wink hint hint,)

Kurama walked into the old, abandoned house, opening the door the smallest amount he could so as to let in as little light as possible. He glanced around, getting his eyes used to the darkness as he inhaled the musty air.

After looking around for a moment and apparently not finding what he was searching for, Kurama made his way over to a flight of stairs that seemed ready to collapse any minute. He walked up carefully, the boards creaking under his weight.

When he got to the top, he turned right and went to the end of a short hallway, stopping in front of the last door he came to.

Kurama stretched out his hand and turned the knob, calling softly as he did so, "Hiei? You there?"

When there was no immediate answer, he opened the door and surveyed the room. Kurama's gaze came to rest on a mattress lying in the middle of the floor. What caught his attention wasn't the actual mattress, it was the small figure curled up on it covered in a blanket.

"Hiei?" he called again, taking a few steps into the room.

The figure shifted and groaned. Kurama came forward and knelt down next to the makeshift bed, reaching out to its occupant.

"Hiei, are you alright? You haven't visited me in a couple of days…"

A hand suddenly shot out from beneath the blanket and seized his wrist in a surprisingly weak grip.

"Kurama?" a hoarse voice asked.

"Yeah, it's me. What happened, what's wrong?" the boy questioned, alarmed.

Hiei sat up, wincing and hiding something on his abdomen with his left hand. Kurama slid an arm behind his shoulders, helping him stay up. Hiei wasn't wearing a shirt, and his skin looked paler than usual.

"I'm fine…just…a bit tired."

"What's wrong with your stomach?" Kurama asked suspiciously, trying to move the limb blocking him.

"Nothing. I told you, I'm fine!" Hiei growled, attempting to stop the boy from moving his hand.

"You're pale and you can barely move! How is that fine?" Kurama finally got Hiei to shift his hand, his eyes widening at what he saw.

"Hiei, what happened to you?" the boy whispered, staring at the deep knife wound across his ribs.

"Got into some trouble a few nights ago." Hiei mumbled, red eyes fixed on the floorboards.

"What kind of trouble? Was it a Hunter?" Kurama inquired, coming closer to inspect the gash.

"Yeah, pretty young one too, it was probably his first night…. Anyway, he slashed me when I went to bite him. Wouldn't have been quite so bad if the damn knife hadn't been dipped in 'holy water'." Hiei hissed slightly as Kurama's fingers touched the sensitive area.

"Sorry. 'Holy water' huh? How long has it been since you fed?"

"Not that long…"

"How long is not that long?" Kurama demanded sternly.

"…Three days…"

"What! Hiei, you know how dangerous that is! Vampires can't go more than seven days without feeding; and with all the blood you must have lost from that wound—Why didn't you come to me?" He said agitatedly, tearing strips off the blanket so he could bandage the vampire's stomach.

"I thought I could rest here for a little while, the sun was coming up…then, once I lay down, I couldn't get back up, I was just so tired."

The boy finished with the wound and sat back slightly, frowning in a concerned manner at Hiei.

"Well, if it ever happens again, you had better come to my house immediately, alright?"

Hiei nodded in agreement, and Kurama smiled and pulled him into a hug.

Almost instantly the vampire wished he hadn't. He was so thirsty, and he could feel the pulse beating in the boy's throat, could smell the blood that was that was so close to his fangs, too close.

Hiei pushed away quickly, away from the inviting rhythm.

"Kurama…"

He smiled in understanding, "It's okay. If you need some, take it. I don't mind."

"I-it's just…I don't know if I could stop myself…I don't want to hurt you. If you'll take me tonight, there's an alley nearby that's sure to have someone…"

"Of course. I know you only kill criminals and Hunters; in your present condition, I doubt you could overpower either."

Hiei nodded again, he looked like he was having a hard time keeping his eyes open. He reached up shakily, stroking Kurama's cheek and coaxing him to lean down. Their lips met in a soft kiss. When they parted, Hiei was smiling contentedly.

"I missed you," he said, grasping his lover's free hand. (Kurama was still holding him up.)

"Hm. I love you. Even if you do scare me half to death sometimes."

Hiei laughed, "I love you too. Even if you do worry too much."

Kurama gave him a look that said clearly, 'I do not!'

The vampire just smiled and leaned farther back until they were both lying on the mattress.

"See you tonight, fox."

Kurama grinned at the nickname Hiei had given him because of his long red hair and green eyes. He snuggled as close as the other would allow (Hiei didn't want to risk losing control.) and closed his eyes.

Hiei watched as Kurama's features relaxed and his breathing evened out, crimson orbs shining as he thought of how lucky he was to have him.

By being a vampire's lover, Kurama was in as much danger from Vampire Hunters as he himself was. Hunters did not distinguish between vampires and the ones that helped them. Aiding a vampire meant that you might as well be one yourself. And yet, Kurama hadn't abandoned him. He loved Hiei and stuck with him, even though he had to be constantly on the lookout for vengeful Hunters who knew of their relationship.

It meant a lot to him; Almost more than he was willing to admit. Hiei had long ago sworn that he would die before he let anyone hurt Kurama. The boy was by no means helpless. He did not go looking for trouble, but he could defend himself if necessary. Besides being an excellent street fighter, he was very adept at martial arts.

Hiei knew this, but he still worried and kept an eye on Kurama whenever he could. He wished that he could follow the boy during the day, but of course, the sun prevented that.

They had met about five years ago, when Kurama was eighteen, and had been lovers for four of those years. One night, Hiei had fallen asleep in the tree outside Kurama's bedroom window.

To this day, he didn't know how the 'fox' had gotten him inside without waking him. When he regained consciousness, he found himself on Kurama's bed, with the boy in a chair nearby, watching him.

Hiei had left almost immediately, wanting to get away before the sun came up. But then he had come back, and kept on coming back. He didn't know why, really, he just seemed to always want to be around Kurama, and he couldn't make himself stay away.

Eventually, Hiei had revealed what he was, and was shocked to find that Kurama didn't hate him. A few weeks later they had discovered their feelings for each other and had been lovers ever since.

Hiei had had a difficult time understanding his love for the boy in the beginning. The first awareness he'd had of any emotion other than friendship was when he'd come to visit and found Kurama in his room talking with another boy.

Hiei had burned with a feeling he could now identify as jealousy, hating that anyone besides him or Kurama's family was near Kurama. He knocked loudly on the window, and when Kurama let him in, (making up a quick excuse as to why someone was coming in a window and not a door) wouldn't stop glaring at the other boy until he left, looking scared.

Kurama asked him what was wrong, but Hiei shrugged it off, not really understanding it himself. The odd reactions continued for several weeks, causing the vampire considerable confusion and annoyance.

Hiei felt an inexpressible anger when the boy was sad or hurt. He was very possessive of Kurama, constantly resisting violently driving away anyone that was too close. Too close, in his opinion, was within five feet of the redhead.

For the longest time, he hadn't understood the compulsions, assuming them to be born of gratitude or something to Kurama for taking care of him. However, he gradually began to see that his emotions were too strong to be any form of gratitude. Hiei slowly realized that he was in love with the redheaded boy.

He had intended to keep his feelings secret, because, after all, who could love a vampire? Then one night, he and Kurama were arguing about his schoolmates. Hiei didn't want them in the house and was trying to convince the boy to stop inviting people over for study sessions. Kurama said he couldn't see what the big deal was, and that he'd bring home anybody he liked.

Frustrated, Hiei had yelled, "It's a big deal because I'm in love with you and I can't stand seeing you with someone else!"

Shocked at what he'd said, Hiei had almost left right then, but Kurama had caught him and held him back. That had been the first time they kissed. It was also the first time Hiei had really smiled since becoming a vampire.

He grinned at the memory and scooted a little closer to his 'fox'. Hiei's eyes closed slowly in exhaustion, hardly registering a soft squeaking sound from downstairs.

Okay, that's all for now. I hope you liked it, and I'm sorry if they were out of character, but it is an AU, and I'm trying, alright? Review for me please!