Standard disclaimers apply. Thanks to Yoshihiro Togashi for coming up 
with these magnificent characters. None of these are mine, not the 
characters obviously. Don’t sue me… no money… not making money… just 
sharing a piece of my brains with everyone. ^_^; 

Storyline might be bad, and grammar might be wrong… hey whaddaya expect 
from a 16 year old fan? Haha… alright… enough with rambling and 
babbling… 

A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs

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				The Rubber Tunnel


	Hiei whistled, walking towards the ramen shop. He was wearing  
jeans, a baby blue T-shirt and a baseball jacket. The others would be 
waiting for him at Yuusuke’s ramen shop. Kurama had his black cloak, 
black pants and all his other black clothing. He had no choice but to 
wear these colourful attire. But what the heck! 

	Why was he whistling? Well, he had killed three youkai’s on the 
way. Three A-class youkais. Why were they after him? They belong to 
Mukuro and she’s summoning him. He didn’t feel like going back 
immediately, told one of the still alive youkais to tell Mukuro he’ll be 
back in a couple of days time.

	On the way to the shop, he was stopped by a teenager. He was 
looking at Hiei with round eyes. "What?" asked Hiei. The boy smiled. 
"Hey boy, how old are you?" the teen asked Hiei. Hiei blinked. "15," he 
lied. "Ah, so you have a girlfriend?" he asked. Hiei shook his head. "I 
only have a boyfriend," answered Hiei coolly. 

	The boy turned Hiei around. Regretting that he didn’t bring his 
katana along, Hiei felt like slicing this guy into pieces. :… How dare 
he turn me around like a circus bear? Wait, I’m talking like a ningen! 
Stupid ningens! …: he bitterly thought. "You’re a guy. So you must be 
gay," said the boy. Hiei looked at him with annoying eyes. He bit his 
lower lips, fighting the urge to punch him right in the face. 

	The boy looked at Hiei. "Erm… sorry, so… this is for you," the boy 
put something in Hiei’s palms. Hiei blinked again. "Kono wa nan no ka?" 
he asked. The boy smiled again. "I only give these to cute boys. So 
appreciate it," with that he disappeared into the crowd. Hiei shrugged 
and stuffed the packet in his pocket.

	Later when he reached Yuusuke’s ramen shop, everyone was already 
there. Kurama stood up to meet him. "Hiei, why were you late? Was there 
something wrong?" Kurama asked, concern was clearly heard over his every 
word. Hiei looked at everyone. Same expression. Even Kuwabara was 
worried. "Nothing’s wrong," he said casually, sitting in an empty place 
next to Kurama. 

	"Ja," Koenma began. Suddenly Botan came with soda’s for everyone. 
"Heh… heh… My dad was very pleased with our work that he decided to give 
us some things," he put a few stuffs on the table. 

	Koenma gave Yuusuke a pack of vouchers. Yuusuke looked at Koenma. 
"Ehem… what are these?" he asked. "Ah, those… 50% discount vouchers for 
the ramen, yasai and all other stuffs. To help your shop," explained 
Koenma. Kuwabara laughed and slapped Yuusuke at the back. "Thank Enma 
Diaoh Ok?" he joked. Yuusuke looked at Kuwabara with a glare that 
spelled death. Kuwabara put up both his hands and surrendered.

	Kuwabara got a bunch of flowers. "Koenma? Are you telling me that 
your dad… ehem… emm…," Kuwabara choked. Koenma slapped his head. "No, 
baka! Those are from my dad to help you with Yukina-chan," said Koenma. 
"Koenma, I could easily get these from the flower shop!" complained 
Kuwabara. "Hey, my dad gave you that. if you don’t like it, tell him," 
noted Koenma behind his fukumen. Kuwabara thought about Enma Diaoh’s 
reaction and smiled. "Ah… tell him I ‘love’ these flowers," he said 
sheepishly. Yuusuke laughed like an idiot. "Got you there Kazuma," he 
teased. Kuwabara gritted his teeth.  

	Koenma gave Kurama a hydrophonic set. Kurama smiled. "My dad tells 
you to try the new techniques of planting vegetables," said Koenma. 
Kurama smiled, a bead of cold sweat rolled down his temples. "Thank you. 
Tell him I will," Kurama thanked. Hiei snorted. :… vegetables, don’t 
your ningen mother have enough to stuff the whole fridge, Kurama? …: 
thought Hiei, laughing silently at Kurama.

	Koenma sighed. "Hiei, my dad can’t think of anything to give you 
but this," Koenma gave Hiei a sword. It’s hilt was carved with a fox and 
a dragon swirling around the fox. It was silver in colour. The fox had 
topaz golden eyes and the dragon had ruby for it’s eyes. Hiei smiled. It 
looked like one of the Reikai treasures. Except it has a dragon and a 
fox instead of a god knows what carvings. 

	Hiei smiled. "Doumo," he uttered softly. Every pair of eyes 
settled upon Koenma. "Koenma, why is Hiei’s gift more special?" asked 
Kuwabara irritatingly. "Told you, my dad hadn’t anything else to give 
him. Maybe he didn’t knew any of Hiei’s hobbies or what. What he knew 
that Hiei liked swords," explained Koenma. Everyone smiled, happy for 
the little fire demon. "Consider yourself lucky, spurt," said Kuwabara, 
slurping on his ramen. 

	That night, Hiei went to hang out in the trees near Kurama’s 
bedroom. It was a Friday night and no one was at home except Kurama. His 
lover was busy with Enma Diaoh’s gift. Dressed only with his pyjama 
pants, he was surprised that he didn’t close his window. Probably 
leaving it open for him. He didn’t want to go in first because he was 
trying to figure out the thing that the strange boy gave him earlier 
that day. He didn’t want Kurama to think he’s stupid, but…	Finally he 
gave up with a heavy sigh. 

Kurama could feel his youki outside and was wondering why didn’t 
his fire demon come in yet. He checked the window, opened. He sighed. :… 
Hiei would come in when he wants to. So why worry? He’s outside anyway, 
what could possibly go wrong? …: thought Kurama as he rummaged through 
the hydrophonic set. Trying hard to read the instructions that were 
written in Reikai language. 

Hiei appeared at the window sill. "Hi Hiei," greeted Kurama 
without looking at Hiei, still concentrating at the instruction leaflet.	
Hiei stepped into Kurama’s bedroom, still attired in the same 
thing as before. "Can I have my clothes back?" asked Hiei. Kurama looked 
up at the koorime who was dressed in jeans, a baby blue coloured T-shirt 
and a baseball jacket. He thought for a while.:… you look very cute in 
those …: he decided. "Emm… no," he declared.

"Please?" Hiei tried one more time. "No," still was the answer. 
Hiei closed his eyes. He opened his mouth and thought aloud. "This 
means, I’m going to go through another day looking like a…," Kurama cut 
in. "Like a cute and adorable boy."

Hiei looked at Kurama and sat near him, placing his katana by his 
side. He opened his jacket and threw it somewhere "Kurama, I didn’t have 
place to hide my katana. It keeps showing up on my butt," Hiei told 
Kurama flatly. Kurama looked up from the instruction leaflet and looked 
behind Hiei, he smiled. "Your butt looks cute with jeans, did I told you 
that?" asked Kurama. Hiei rolled his eyes, sometimes his fox could be 
annoying.

Hiei kept silent. He wasn’t going to talk if Kurama was busy 
indulging himself with the stupid instruction leaflet, instead of seeing 
him of course.   

Kurama sensed that Hiei’s youki was running low. Showing that he 
was upset. :… maybe it’s me. Well… this is ridiculous! My dear koibito 
is here and I’m busy reading some rubbish that I don’t understand? Hmm… 
I’ll keep this somewhere else and think of it afterwards …: Kurama 
thought and started to clear up the set.

He sat in front of Hiei after he had finished. He had his eyes 
closed, so Kurama went nearer and brushed his lips over his. Hiei’s eyes 
shot open. Bright red eyes suddenly appeared in front of the emerald 
ones. Kurama smiled. "Gomen ne," he uttered. Hiei made no response. He 
just dug his pocket and brought a packet out of it. 

He shoved it to Kurama. "Someone gave it to me," Hiei told Kurama. 
Kurama blinked at the packet. "Hiei, who gave this to you?" he asked. 
Hiei shrugged. "Some street-rat," he noted. Kurama narrowed his eyes. 
"Did he gave you or ask you to do anything else?" asked Kurama. Hiei 
shook his head. "Just that," he said. Kurama smiled and opened the 
packet. Just what he thought it was… a condom.

"Emm…," Hiei started. "What is it?" Kurama smiled. "It’s called a 
condom," answered Kurama, looking at the colourful latex strip. "Ok, 
what is it for?" asked the koorime. Kurama looked up at the red eyes and 
he flushed. "Em, it’s for… it’s for…," Kurama didn’t knew how to 
explain. He had never thought that Hiei would ask him about this. "For 
what, dammit?" demanded Hiei. Kurama gritted his teeth. Hiei could be 
VERY rude at times. "It’s for having sex," Kurama blurted quickly at the 
koorime in front of him. 

Hiei leaned forward, his face was dangerously close to the round 
face in front of him. Hiei brushed his lips over Kurama’s and they 
kissed. Hiei’s tongue darted into Kurama’s slightly parted lips. Then he 
broke the kiss. "Thank you," he told Kurama. Kurama blushed. "Emm… it 
was nothing," he said. 

Hiei shifted and took the thing, examining it again. "Can you show 
me how to use it?" asked Hiei, leaning against Kurama’s chest. Kurama 
ran his slender fingers through Hiei’s soft mane. Looks hard and wiry 
but in reality, it was soft and independent. Of course Kurama was the 
only one in the three worlds that knew it. 

Kurama carried Hiei on his bed and chuckled. "Ok… but I’m warning 
you… it’s no fun," said Kurama and pulled off Hiei’s T-shirt. Hiei 
smirked. 

Kurama ran his fingers slowly and sensually on Hiei’s chest. Hard 
muscles against smooth skin. Made Kurama shudder himself, he leaned 
forward and planted a kiss on Hiei’s warded Jagan.

Kurama reached for the condom and smiled. "Who’d you want it on?" 
asked Kurama. Hiei looked at Kurama, he didn’t knew what is it and 
certainly won’t want to try on himself. Kurama was the expert. "You," he 
answered.   

Kurama smiled and shrugged. "Okay…," he uttered, pulling the 
condom sliding it up his semi-hard rod. Hiei blinked. "What’s the 
purpose of wearing it?" he asked. "Em… for burying your seeds when you 
come," Kurama explained, pushing Hiei on his back. He pushed a finger in 
Hiei’s mouth. 

Hiei sucked on Kurama’s finger automatically, warmth ran through 
his spine and exploded in his brains. He pulled his wet finger out and 
smiled. He pushed Hiei’s legs apart and pushed the already wet finger in 
the little hole there. When it’s already wet, Kurama slid his rod in. 

The rubbery feel against the velvety wall was not very sensual. 
Took Kurama a long time to make himself and Hiei come.

Kurama pulled off. Hiei looked up at him, shook his head. "No 
good," he told Kurama wryly. Kurama nodded. "These are designed for the 
other kinds of relationship couples, Hiei," Kurama told Hiei. Hiei 
blinked, not understanding. Kurama sighed. "It means, this is designed 
for a heterosexual intercourse," Hiei didn’t understand what it 
literally means, but gets the general idea. "Something like Yuusuke 
Keiko relationship?" cleared Hiei. Kurama nodded. Hiei took the bag fill 
with Kurama’s seed and flung it somewhere in the room. "Hiei, if kaasan 
found it I’ll be dead meat," Kurama ran towards the bag which was 
already plastered to the wall, it’s content dripping out of the bag.

Hiei sighed. "What a waste, you can’t even eat it," he mumbled. 
Kurama turned around. "Hiei, you rotten-minded youkai," uttered Kurama 
picking up the wet and sticky bag, throwing it in the dustbin. Walking 
to the bathroom to wash his sticky hands, stained by his own seed.

His curtain was shut, so Kurama wasn’t too bothered walking naked 
around his room. Hiei sneaked in the bathroom. It was dark. Kurama found 
the tap by touch. He could feel Hiei’s youki near him and then, suddenly 
a pair of strong arms a wrapped around his waist.

"Hiei? do you have to be so god damn horny all the time?" asked 
Kurama in the dark. Hiei was quiet but Kurama’s question was answered 
with a lick on his spine. Sent the shudders up to Kurama’s brain causing 
him to feel like shooting himself up to the stars.

Owari...^_^
   
* Special thanks to Siew Lee for her inspiration!*

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