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tampered2008-03-03 07:56 pm
3redeyes.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2008-03-03 07:56 pm
log; finished
When; Now-ish [03/04/08 | evening]
Rating; PG at worst, most likely.
Characters; Hiei [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
3redeyes] & Kurama [banditfox]
Summary; Hiei and Kurama have The Talk. No, not that talk.
Log;
Hiei couldn’t run. He’d made a deal, and the deal had made him weaker, and now he didn’t have the energy to run. He couldn’t escape Kurama. In all truth, he didn’t want Kurama running out, looking for him, anyway.
The only way to fix the problem was—
In all truth, he’d rather be inside, anyway. The cold outside mixed badly with the cold that was creeping into his bones, now.
The only way to fix the problem was to face it. And facing the problem, this time, had nothing to do with killing or violence.
There was nothing worse than that; it wasn’t something he was prepared for. It wasn’t something he knew how to do. It wasn’t something he ever wanted to know how to do, but... At the very least, Hiei assumed, out of this, he’d at least make it alive... no, at best or worse, he’d leave the same way he was, now. Dead.
Hiei opened the window and slid into Kurama’s apartment, and started to fix the problem. This had better be worth it.
Rating; PG at worst, most likely.
Characters; Hiei [
3redeyes] & Kurama [banditfox]Summary; Hiei and Kurama have The Talk. No, not that talk.
Log;
Hiei couldn’t run. He’d made a deal, and the deal had made him weaker, and now he didn’t have the energy to run. He couldn’t escape Kurama. In all truth, he didn’t want Kurama running out, looking for him, anyway.
The only way to fix the problem was—
In all truth, he’d rather be inside, anyway. The cold outside mixed badly with the cold that was creeping into his bones, now.
The only way to fix the problem was to face it. And facing the problem, this time, had nothing to do with killing or violence.
There was nothing worse than that; it wasn’t something he was prepared for. It wasn’t something he knew how to do. It wasn’t something he ever wanted to know how to do, but... At the very least, Hiei assumed, out of this, he’d at least make it alive... no, at best or worse, he’d leave the same way he was, now. Dead.
Hiei opened the window and slid into Kurama’s apartment, and started to fix the problem. This had better be worth it.