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Hiei stared out into the darkness. He wished it was morning. But it didn't come true. He would have to wait.

He too thought of what would happen when they got back. Make the wish, kill the females, return home, have hot cocoa, take a nap. A fine plan. He found himself smirking momentarily.

Afraid of letting the cuffs heat up any more, he stopped the flow of warmth from his body. He waited about a minute before beginning again. Though he couldn't understand it, he felt bad. He knew they would've had to go in the water anyway, but suddenly Kurama seemed so delicate.

"If they do not grant our wish, don't be surprised if I kill them."

He spoke more to show that he was still Hiei, and still angry.

"I'll burn the child to a crisp. Then your plants can have her," Hiei decided. They would pay for all of this. You didn't turn Hiei's sister into an infant, trap him in your house, then get him stuck in a forest, cold and cuffed to someone else without it being a death wish.

"As for the woman, I'm still thinking of what I want to do to her."

Hiei blinked. Even though the detail wasn't extreme, it did sound a little dark for the red-head. It seemed like the Youko was getting a bit restless. He wondered when Kurama had last let himself into that form.

"Yes, I think my dragon would be the perfect way to end her life."

He flexed his hand, looking down at his arm. It had been a long time since he last used the dragon. His arm tingled with anticipation.

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Hiei had fallen asleep some time during the night, though he hadn't really meant to. He'd wanted to stay up and make sure Kurama didn't die. Luckily, that didn't happen.

The jaganshi awoke, feeling day upon his face. He was relieved. Now they could head back and soon it would all be over.

Realizing why he felt so heavy, he managed to move Kurama slightly so that he wasn't weighing him down. The fox wasn't heavy, but he was bigger than the koorime.

His breath hitched, though, as a lock of red hair brushed against his face. It was soft, and had surprised him.

Hiei was glad that the other had gotten off of him. Without bothering to offer any sort of response to the 'good morning,' he stood up, taking Kurama with him of course. He wanted to head back immediately.

Without a word, the Koorime began walking. He was currently in a more fitting unsociable mood and didn't care to waste his breath speaking. All he wanted to do was get to the castle as quickly as possible.

He tugged on the binding roughly, a signal that he was not messing around. Twigs snapped helplessly under his boots, and he didn't even veer to avoid a tree as it scraped his shoulder.

Hiei had not seen the wince. He simply growled and continued on, wishing he could just clear a path and get there faster. Looking up slightly, he tried to make out the form of the castle past the trees. He was sure he could see it.

He had a strange aching in his legs, like he wanted to run. Being connected to Kurama made that impossible, so he walked along as fast as he could, now grabbing the fox's sleeve to keep him up.

In his other hand was the Sharpie, small and smooth. He still didn't understand. Sure, keys made sense. Magical artifacts, pieces even. But a writing instrument?

Hiei turned to glare. "I am not carrying you," he spat. "And unless you really want me to drag you, keep up."

He gripped the other's sleeve harder now, his knuckles whitening. Initially he was going to ignore anything that Kurama said until they got to the castle. But that statement had been so utterly ridiculous that he had to express himself. Carry him? Had the cold damaged his brain?

Seeing the castle only made Hiei go faster. Small sparks of something flickered at his fingertips and his arm tingled again. He would not mind killing them at all. He approached the door to the castle and stopped in front of it. Realizing he was still holding onto Kurama rather tightly, he released his hold.