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genkaitemple2024-03-08 01:20 pm
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Kurahi Catch-All: Unspoken Thing
Unspoken Thing
The hardest thing about life is
when the person who gave you the most memories
becomes a memory.
when the person who gave you the most memories
becomes a memory.
how odd it is
to be
by someone that is still alive
Date※ 01/27/24 Injured: ⋙ Dark Tournament
※ 01/29/24 Insomnia: ⋙ Dark Tournament
※ 02/11/24 Intimate Bathing: ⋙ Post Series
※ 02/25/24 Loss: ⋙ Post Series
※ 03/04/24 Unspoken Thing: ⋙ Resurrection [completed]
※ 03/19/24 Defrosting: ⋙ Post Series
※ 04/17/24 Garden: ⋙ Resurrection [completed]
※ 06/03/24 Kurama's Return: ⋙ Resurrection [completed]
※ 08/06/24 Picnic: ⋙ Post Series
※ 08/22/24 Domestic Fluff: ⋙ Post Series
※ 09/20/24 Sickness*: ⋙ Resurrection
Chronologically
※ 01/27/24 Injured: ⋙ Dark Tournament
※ 01/29/24 Insomnia: ⋙ Dark Tournament
※ 02/11/24 Intimate Bathing: ⋙ Post Series
※ 02/25/24 Loss: ⋙ Post Series
※ 08/06/24 Picnic: ⋙ Post Series
※ 03/19/24 Defrosting: ⋙ Post Series
※ 08/22/24 Domestic Fluff: ⋙ Post Series
※ 03/04/24 Unspoken Thing: ⋙ Resurrection [completed]
※ 04/17/24 Garden: ⋙ Resurrection [completed]
※ 06/03/24 Kurama's Return: ⋙ Resurrection [completed]
※ 09/20/24 Sickness*: ⋙ Resurrection
Pending
※ MM/DD/YY Kissing Scars: ⋙ Timeline
※ MM/DD/YY Eating Together: ⋙ Timeline
※ MM/DD/YY Swear To Me: ⋙ Timeline
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The loss of his human form’s more available expressions is one he feels keenly. As much as Hiei sometimes prefers the silver yoko in this form, he is also keenly aware that he should watch his step, now. That Kurama here is not as forgiving as his human form, and damn near impossible to read on top of it.
He wouldn’t dare to use the Jagan in either form to know, either.
Hiei watches Kurama warily, ready to dart or grab his sword if need be. Still he’s unsure as to what the motivation is here, though he does have the gall within him to growl lowly as Kurama speaks.
No, it isn’t what he truly wants, but what he thinks is better to protect himself. Kurama surely knows this, as he’d pointed out before, but as it stands now Hiei refuses to budge from the hill he has apparently elected to die on here.
“Y-“ Hiei finally gathers himself to respond, teeth bared in what had probably been an emphatic, untrue confirmation that this was what he wanted, when a little voice pipes up behind him.
‘Uncle Hiei?’ The fire apparition deflates near immediately, turning to find Hina as the brave one who chose to actually investigate what was going on. Even Hiei can’t pretend to be annoyed as she shuffles closer at his acknowledgement, energy settling as she attaches herself shyly behind her Uncle’s leg, curious about the “new” person in front of her.
‘Who’s that?’ Hiei sighs, unable to maintain any kind of aggression with her there, a hand reaching gently for her shoulder.
“Kurama. It’s fine-” Hiei pauses, then, listening to the small sounds he hears behind them. “Are you all out here?”
‘Well we knew you were here-’
Hiei sighs, resisting the urge to curse even though it’s a fair point.
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Kurama's gaze shifts with the growl, expression remaining as neutral as ever before the slightest flicker of a reaction almost starts across his features - quickly enough turned to surprise at the sound of a completely different voice interrupting them.
Golden eyes lower to Hina with the same automatic smile typically reserved for the children - even if it might be a hair tense - as if to support her Uncle’s response concerning his identity. If anything, the presence of the children that so calm the fire apparition only set him more on edge.
The fox can't help the short laugh that escapes him with her response though. It was true enough, and something about the two of them being caught unawares by a pack of children was a little too much for him at the moment. In the flurry of activity that follows with the rest of the children surfacing, Kurama debates making a quick exit.
“I suggest you consider your answer more carefully next time, Hiei.” He knew exactly what the fire demon was about to do before being interrupted, despite being warned not to lie to him. In this form especially, Kurama was aware of every little tell that he gave off. ”I'd hate for you to make a decision that you come to regret.”
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Hiei will be thankful, later, that the children had managed to sneak up on them. At the very least they managed to send in the youngest sibling fast enough that they didn't hear very much of the tense conversation between them, but it was enough that their energy spiked where Yukina could feel it, Hiei supposed. Bad enough that the ice apparition meets him with a steely expression as he returns the children to their part of the compound, ushering the fire apparition away from the children to speak with her.
... Kurama will no doubt hear the kids talking about how mad their mother was, and the fact that they'd had a brother and sister discussion that the children were not allowed to be privvy to. At the very least the rest of his impromptu visit passes without incident, but it is because they are actively avoiding one another's presence. When they had to be in the same room, Hiei kept his attention on the kids and Yukina, leaving the tenuous subject of their relationship where they had kept it when they last spoke.
Hiei returns, again unannounced, energy suppressed, a few weeks later. He slips in quietly and quickly, though not without some marker that he has arrived - a pungent waft of blood and some spatter on the wooden walkway outside of Hiei's door mark his arrival. He doesn't even spare the focus to fully close the door, his attention wrapped up in getting at least a passing dressing on the injury until Yukina returned. Kurama is there of course, he can smell him in the area, but the fire demon's pride prevents him from going to find him for assistance.
The fox will find Hiei with wrapping in his teeth, some poultice of unknown origin slathered as best he could on a large, rather wide injury that stretches over his shoulder. At the moment he is attempting to make a sling to keep his arm from moving and re-opening the injury with movement.
.. He's a bit clumsy one-handed, but he may eventually get it done.
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The fox smells the blood before anything else, and he's out of his own room to investigate the source almost immediately. He pauses in the open doorway, seeming to consider before stepping over the threshold into the room, not yet approaching but making his presence known.
“Hiei-”
The fire demon can't possibly think he'd be better off doing this alone, he didn't believe that.
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Red eyes flicker over for only a moment to check who is approaching, confirming more than suspicion. He is far more focused on getting the injury at least stabilized to start pissing and whining about the fox's presence in his space or to pick another fight. For the moment, anyway, he is more focused on keeping tension on the bandage he is attempting to sling over his shoulder one-handed as a makeshift sling to immobilize his arm. At least until Yukina (or Kurama, if he'd like to) can take a look at it.
There is only so much he can see with how the injury falls.
After a moment he seems to understand that Kurama may want a prompting of some kind, doing his best to talk out of one side of his mouth. "I'm trying to sling it until Yukina can heal me."
He won't assume that Kurama would like to be put to the task, of course, content enough to nap or distract himself otherwise until his sister returns from her errands.
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“Don't be ridiculous.” The fox moves to take the bandage that Hiei is struggling with, elaborating as he works. “She may be quite a while, let me.” He's not interested in making this about anything other than assuring Hiei is properly healed and not struggling with it on his own, but he's aware the fire apparition may expect an ulterior motive in his intentions.
In reality, the redhead's focus is so completely on the task at hand - concern overriding everything else - that he'd even forgotten about tucking away the hiruiseki stone that had been found left at his grave.
Kurama's nose wrinkles at the poultice being used as he inspects the injury, certain he's going to need to get his own supplies once the arm is stable enough to retrieve them. “What is that?”
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"- Kurama -" The fire demon begins to do something akin to talking Kurama down from swooping in to help, but the bandage is out of his hand so quickly he opts to let it go. After all, he hadn't specifically asked for further assistance, and if Kurama wanted to give it, it meant relief a bit quicker than waiting for Yukina. It also risked less blood on the floor and less chance of shocking the kids when they all trundled back to the temple. "It wouldn't be the first time I've waited."
And for long periods, too, while the fox spirit had been dead. Or in limbo, though Hiei doesn't know that detail just yet.
Red eyes turn down as Kurama fusses, left unsure how to behave with the fox's focus so singled in on him at the moment. It.. leaves him feeling warm in that pleasant, cared-for way.. at least until his eyes alight on that stone. Suddenly there is a cold pit in his stomach, the realization that Kurama had that stone, had maybe always had it through everything before.. It takes the wind out of him, and for a moment Kurama's words are lost in the flurry of thoughts and sudden cold stone in his belly.
The realization that he's being spoken to suddenly sinks in, but the fire demon sounds distracted. "It's.. I don't know. I got it in Demon World."
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Kurama doesn't quite get the reference, too caught up in his task to think about reading between lines and certain there was no point in waiting if he didn't have to.
“Yes, well I am capable of helping you myself, so there's no need this time.”
The fox is entirely oblivious to whatever feelings Hiei is going through, so focused on the task in front of him until he's finished, sitting back on his haunches to inspect the work. The way Hiei sounds so distant has him turning abruptly to look at his face instead, with concern.
“Are you feeling alright?” The injuries didn't look that serious.
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"I know.." He knows that Kurama is capable of helping, but at the same time... why? That's also an easy question if he considers the details, considering that Kurama had already said he piece so far as to why he had come back. He lets Kurama finish up with what he wants to do for his shoulder, feeling numbed but not in the way that would be advantageous when it comes to think kind of injury.
Yes, he would heal up physically in a matter of hours, but the idea of being so exposed as Kurama having the only hirui he has ever made, to his knowledge, now hanging around his neck...
It's worse than any other potentially embarrassing first experience that Kurama had been with him to fumble through. He wouldn't be able to explain why if he tried, but suddenly Hiei very much regrets showing up here when Yukina's energy was not around very much. His response to Kurama is probably not very encouraging, not with the few moments it takes him to, again, realize he's being spoken to, too busy being caught up in his own head about the stone around his neck.
"I'm fine." A lying liar through and through it would seem.
"You -" You have it, he means to say, but then stops, shaking his head. "Nevermind."
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He's about to instinctively reach to check Hiei's temperature - a habit ingrained in him from a lifetime of humanity - when the fire apparition finally speaks.
“Hiei..." The fox is prepared to call bullshit on that claim when he realizes that it may overstep. This situation had created a false sense of intimacy he was no longer allowed, and the last thing he wanted was to turn the little peace between them into another argument - especially if he wanted to keep an eye on the other demon.
Green eyes search his face again as he trails off, exhaling softly before pushing himself to his feet instead. “Don't move, I'll get something to properly dress that wound-”
Kurama froze as the stone swung back against his chest with the momentum, only now realizing it wasn't safely tucked beneath his shirt as he typically kept it - especially during the fire apparition's visits.
There was no possible way he'd missed it, with the fox so close this whole time.
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Don’t worry Kurama - he wouldn’t be moving. He's too busy being frozen to the spot trying to think of what the hell to do with himself, with this new development. All at once he has to wonder how long Kurama has had that stone - and who the hell gave it to him.
There are two options he is willing to bet on, one of which was his leaning.. but that is something to note for later. A suspicion that he could confirm another day, another time.
Hiei notices when Kurama freezes, rising up from his seated position a little as if he’s expecting someone unexpected to have arrived. No one is there, and it doesn’t take long for Hiei to connect the dots once he notices the fox’s expression.
“… you’ve had that the entire time, haven’t you?” He doesn’t know how he feels, now, knowing this. That Kurama had every bit of evidence of how deeply he felt his loss from the start. Enough that Hiei, a demon who did not cry, had left an extremely rare and valuable trinket for a dead man.
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The fox doesn't look back at the question, doing damage control to contain his own emotions as quickly as possible. Now, it's his turn to take a moment to respond, cautiously as if afraid to set the other off with his answer.
“Since my return.” Kurama isn't even sure what the ‘entire time’ was, how long ago it had been left at the grave or when it was found there. It had been used as bait to ensure he came back, and it had worked. That was the extent of his knowledge of the timeline.
If he knew just what was bothering Hiei, he might have pointed out that he should be more concerned by who else knew - considering he left it at his grave stone to be discovered in the first place.
“Perhaps... I should have thought to ask if you wanted it back.”
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Hiei had thought, perhaps foolishly, that no one who knew the value of that stone would be going by Kurama’s head stone enough to notice it or even take it for safe keeping. A stupid thought, apparently, even when he’d been careful to wait a few years. He’d thought it would mean a faded memory for a human lifespan, a piece of stone for someone whose name hadn’t been his true one in the first place.
And now here he was, wearing it, but also mentioning if he wanted it back. Hiei blinks, then, but he already knows the answer. Hirui are meant to stay with the ones they were made for. Only in his own odd case had Hiei’s ended up and stayed with Mukuro, Yukina’s becoming his by her refusal to take it back.
“No. I don’t want it.” If he had wanted to keep it he wouldn’t have left it at his headstone, he thinks.
“They should stay with who they’re made for, anyway.”
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He asks, but in reality he already expects the answer. Another way of confirming for himself that Hiei didn't care as little as he tried so hard to project since Kurama's return to the living.
He does glance over his shoulder finally, at the last thing the fire apparition says. While it was common sense that the situation had been exactly as they'd suspected, the surprise came in hearing Hiei so readily admit it like that.
Instead of responding, the redhead finally leaves the room. Taking the time to regroup emotionally as he gathers the supplies needed to address the fire apparition's wounds before returning, hirui no longer visible over his clothing.
He sets everything on the bed before setting to work again, explaining as if the topic had never changed in the first place. “That wound will need to be cleaned properly to heal.”
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Hiei sits alone in the silence Kurama has left behind for a long moment. Every bit of this he has made himself, he is aware, his bed to lie in. But knowing now that Kurama has held that single, precious hirui the entire time had thrown Hiei off kilter badly.
Perhaps for the better in the end, but in the moment the fire demon almost curses himself for leaving it in the first place. To be fair, he had never expected Kurama to return in the end. To have another chance to blow it so spectacularly.
Unsure if Kurama has left him for just a moment or considered this part of his day complete and left him to wait, Hiei grabs the elbow of his injured arm to hold it at just the right angle, sighing at even the slight relief of the pain and tension on the wound that motion gives.
For a moment he’s almost surprised as he hears Kurama’s footsteps coming back, eyes closed in focus as he very literally attempts to hold himself together.
Talking about he practicalities on his injury is easier than trying to inquire further about the stone, and Hiei jumps at the chance.
“Mn. Do what you need to.” It’s an easy enough agreement to make. How many times now has Kurama patched him up?
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Once he was back, the fox sets to the task, doing as much as he can around the makeshift sling before having to remove it as he cleans and dresses the wound more appropriately - working in uncharacteristic silence after that initial explanation - while replacing the poultice with something up to his own standards, instead.
He'd even brought an actual sling from the temple's medical supplies. An extra measure in an establishment where most of the residents could set bones with their energy, Botan and Kurama both particularly mindful of the more mundane health care options for emergencies when advising on how to keep things stocked as a precaution.
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Hiei sits through Kurama’s care of his injury as quiet as ever. Of every injury he had sustained over his life this was far from the worst, and so it is easy to close his eyes and simply allow Kurama to show and tell him how he needed to move to help him in what he’s doing. After the Jagan implant all of it just seems like a dull throb, and Kurama is as careful as he’s always been.
The fire apparition’s miscalculation lies in something simple - shutting his eyes. Here, at Genkai’s place where he knows they are guarded, where Yukina will eventually return and Kurama’s energy and scent can surround him, Hiei finds himself nodding off rather easily.
As well versed in cat napping as he is, Hiei doesn’t necessarily need something or someone to rest against in order to nap, and at first manages to maintain his upright position with his best effort.
It isn’t until Kurama is attempting to wrangle Hiei in to a proper sling that his upright position fails, the fire demon’s solid weight rocking forward to rest against the fox’s shoulder. He doesn’t start awake again, quietly and solidly asleep against his former partner as if nothing had ever happened between them.
.. He did, after all, have quite the habit of sleeping on Kurama in the past.
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At first, Kurama doesn't really notice, it had been quite awhile. Hiei stays mostly upright and any movement is initially dismissed as discomfort. The fire apparition's weight shifts in a way that is familiar just beneath the surface if the fox was presently aware to notice. He's securing the sling in place when Hiei starts to lean into him, realization hitting about a split second before that dead weight does.
For a moment he stays perfectly still, as if concerned about waking him. This wasn't exactly the most comfortable position though, so after a bit of emotional juggling - and knowing Hiei's abilities to sleep through much worse - Kurama shifts onto the bed. He sets things aside with his free hand to get settled with the fire apparition rested against his shoulder. If Hiei wanted to be angry with him later about it, he was more than welcome.
The fox pulls out a game to entertain himself in the quiet meantime - perhaps selfishly - taking the time to enjoy this moment while it lasts. That is until the sudden awareness of sounds within the Temple drags him awake before he'd even realized he was falling asleep in the first place. The children were home and he had neglected to get the hall cleaned as he'd expected to do once dismissed from his duties dressing wounds - not that he'd been dismissed.
The blood has Yukina stopping the children from barging into the room, at least. Insistent on checking herself to ensure it was safe, first. Which, at least, means they're quiet enough not to wake the dead as they all clamor in behind her to the view of the spirit fox trying to carefully extract himself from the situation.
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Comfort isn't usually Hiei's primary concern when it came to sleep - and particularly not now. Since Kurama's passing, he's slept little more than periodic cat naps throughout his days - some longer than others, and some simply to pass the time when he had nothing to currently occupy him. It had become apparent very quickly that Kurama's presence, and activities with the other demon, had taken up much more of his time than Hiei truly understood. Sleep, for a little while, became his way to deal with missing him.
But it was never true sleep, always fitful and filled with dreams he would call 'nightmares' if only because they usually involved the redhead, only to wake up without his familiar presence in the world at all. It would seem pitiful to mention, so of course Hiei had avoided it, only stopping the practice when Mukuro happened to mention that she had noticed the frequency of his napping since he'd returned nearly exclusively to demon world. It was her way of expressing concern, of course, but to Hiei is had been a signal to change.
Settled against Kurama as he is, Hiei sleeps deeply again. It will take a few hours before this little 'nap' comes to an end, and when he wakes it takes him a moment to truly come to in the stricter sense of things. He sits up slowly, blinking and attempting to rouse his mind from a true and deep sleep for a few minutes before getting up. His shoulder is mostly healed, that much he can feel, but above all, he's now hungry.
Still rubbing at his eyes Hiei appears in the main living area of the temple, immediately soliciting shouts of excitement from the children and sending Hiei grimacing.
'You slept for so long!' Hiei huffs a chuckle, jokingly asking as if he doesn't know that Yukina would absolutely save him a meal:
"Did you leave any dinner for me or eat it all?"
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He was also no stranger to the smaller demon's habit of talking in his sleep, a fact that had always made it easier for the redhead to get the smallest insight into whatever was bothering him. He'd be lying to claim it didn't feel invasive and wrong this time, but he wasn't about to dwell on that now.
For the most part, he keeps his distance, allowing the children a moment to crowd their uncle in excitement over this surprise visit. Something that seemed to be happening with increasing frequency, not that his nieces and nephews seemed aware of it.
“Yukina set a dish aside for you,” He offers with a knowing smile, when the children were clearly not going to give him a straight answer - too busy trying to share stories they were excited about and talking over each other as if they hadn't seen him in years.
“Did you sleep well?”
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A combination of wound healing and his terrible sleeping habits, to be sure. To Kurama's credit, there may even be a bit of an indent of a pillow crease in the fire demon's cheek still slowly going away as time passes. They may have to become cautious of just how much time they spend close to one another for a little while, at least, lest Hiei become the constantly napping uncle instead of the always awake uncle fairly quickly.
The sudden flurry of children talking over one another, crowding in as Hiei takes a seat both to ask if he was alright and tell him about all of their errands. For once it isn't wholly by choice that he doesn't respond to Kurama as Yukina surreptitiously disappears to warm Hiei's plate again as well as give them all a little space.
"I don't even remember falling asleep..." Hiei says it with a bit of shyness edging in to his tone, an immediate mistake in front of his nieces and nephews. Kazuma Jr immediately pipes up, the intonation and cadence of how he speaks immediately reminiscent of both his father and his honorary Uncle by the name of Urameshi.
'You were dead asleep on his shoulder when we got back-' Hiei immediately turns with a raised brow to his nephew, challenging him to continue on this path if he wants to.
"Remember that we'll be training, since I'm here, before you decide how to continue, Kazuma."
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Without their company, several things could have been said to that borderline shy response, most notably that he'd also somehow fallen asleep without realizing, but Kazuma starts instead - his uncle’s face with his father's personality - and that shuts the fox up before he can even think to speak.
Hiei had the excuse of exhaustion and his injuries, at least. Kurama was the one called out by that announcement, having been fully awake and able to do something about it at the time, yet allowing it to happen, despite this.
“Yes, his day has been taxing enough.” Kurama adds, shooting Kazuma his own warning glance at the increased discomfort in the room with his remark.
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Hiei, for once, doesn't find a moment to blame the redhead for much of anything. It had been Hiei who had fallen asleep in the first place - and he knows Yukina and Kurama too well to think that they would attempt something like waking him after an injury. So far as allowing him to sleep on his shoulder where he'd fallen asleep... well. There's no use in protesting now that it's already done and over with, is there? Beyond that, he had needed sleep enough to fall out like that, both for his healing and lacking the ability to sleep enough to upkeep both the Jagan and the Dragon as he had been.
Kazuma, ever undisturbed by his Uncle's vague threat of harder training, seems to only smile harder. A born shit-stirrer, it would seem, though it doesn't really amuse either of his demon elders currently seated in the room. It doesn't stop him, though, of course beginning to snicker.
'That's all I have to do for you to go a little harder on me? I should-' Yukina re-enters the scene with a tray of food for her brother and a silent, admonishing stare for her son that is all that's really needed to shut him up. Hiei has never had to be an 'enforcer' sort of presence for the children, if only because Yukina is so efficient at expressing her annoyance even without words. She sets a tray of food in front of Hiei gently, taking his glance of thanks with a sedate smile.
'I want to check your shoulder, once you're done.' Hiei nods his agreement easily enough, already digging into his rice with the fire demon's typical abandon.
"It's mostly healed.. Kurama's medicine is more potent than what I had on hand."
Is that.. a compliment, even?
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On any other topic, Kurama would be amused by how Hiei held Kuwabara responsible for his son's behavior, but that gleeful shitstirring was his uncle through and through. Being a target of his antics, regarding a rather sensitive subject for both of them, was more sobering than he'd care to admit though, keeping his opinions to himself for now.
Yukina's presence was a welcome interruption. While living at the temple meant that Kurama had never shied away from discipline with the children when called for, it was only in their mother's absence or in support of her. Something that didn't seem necessary in this instance, at least.
He is, of course, pleased that Yukina will take a look with her own abilities to account for. While Kurama is not expecting to be involved in the conversation, Hiei's remark brings that automatic smile, that had been lacking as of late, to his features.
It's not until the children have gone to bed that he surfaces again, having distracted them long enough to give the twins an opportunity to speak without interruption. Considering the nature of his visit, Kurama wasn't sure how long the fire apparition intended to stay this time.
“I take it that went well.” It's redundant by now to ask about the injury, but he was still trying to approach with caution, considering they hadn’t had a moment alone since the incident that started the day.
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The conversation between them had been quiet, simple, really. There hadn't been very much for her to look over or finish up healing, but it had been a convenient excuse for them to have some time alone. Time alone in which she reminded him, lowly, to give Kurama a chance. To not throw up his defenses so quickly with Kurama, for the sake of reaching some peace between them. As much as Yukina too held some small bit of her own feelings about how Kurama had chosen.. she wanted their happiness. Together or apart.
For how many years now had they been each other's only moment of peace in the storm since their partners had died in short succession of one another? Even if Hiei simply quietly listens more than he says very much, she at least makes the point to ask that he employ some patience. Some kindness, even if he felt some way or another about how things had happened.
Hiei's shoulder is unwrapped when Kurama surfaces again, the new skin shiny and pink as it finishes healing, a simple snack in hand that Yukina had left for him as extra fuel for his healing. More than likely she had picked up this particular natto rice ball with Hiei specifically in mind, hoping he may stop by in time to eat it.
Twin senses, and all.
"Mn." Hiei grunts his agreement through a mouth full of said rice ball, already eager to eat it so soon after he'd shoveled down dinner. Of course, there is no way of knowing how a conversation may go between them... but at least this visit had been largely easier to cope with.
"I've been told I'm expected to stay here for a few days so that she can make sure it's healed." Hiei does his best to make it seem as though she is putting him out with this request, of course, even as he keeps polishing off the kindly offered snack.
"It's healed now, but she'll complain if I'm up early and even training tomorrow.."
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