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Hiei had been zoning when Kurama asked him if he wanted to rest with him. He blinked, looking over, and took a moment to register what had been asked. It wasn't what the fox asked that delayed Hiei's answer. It was the way he had asked it.

"Hn," he said, knowing Kurama was familiar enough with him to understand his short answers. He shook off whatever it was that had nagged him, and saw the question as more playful teasing.

Sitting on the egde of the bed, his breath hitched at the satisfying softness. He wondered briefly if there might be a spell on the bed to make whoever came in contact feel incredibly comfortable. He quickly straightened, remembering Kurama was with him and not wanting to be teased for the face he'd probably made the second he'd lowered. As usual, he waited for Kurama speak first.

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Hiei wasn't sure exactly what Kurama was referring to, but he answered anyway. "I think our hostess is mad," he drawled, closing his eyes for a moment. "or bored, now that we've stopped trying to get out."

It still bugged him that she was doing this for entertainment. He was lost for a moment in that thought, unaware that he was pulling parts of the blankets through his fingers, caressing it and being oddly pacified by it.

Hiei caught that he was stroking the fabric and immediately clenched his fist over the blanket in an attempt to cover his mindless carressing. "How boring does your own life have to be to make you do something like this?" he scoffed. "It seems so..."

He trailed off as his mind wandered once more. No matter how hard he tried, he could not think of any sane reasoning or plan behind this trap.

"You may play with them. But only until dinner. Then you must take them to the dinning room."

"What are you gonna do with them? Can I help?" The little shadow demon was ecstatic. Kasai always had the funniest games to play, and always made sure that Night got to enjoy something. Like the new werewolf, Carlos, who was currently living in the forest behind the castle.

"Not this time, dear." Maybe later, she thoght. But not yet.

Night pouted, but smiled again. "How long 'til dinner? Is Carlos coming tonight?"

"A specific fascination, Kurama?" Hiei made a face. He was not a toy, or a pet and found himself annoyed once more. His fist relaxed and he smoothed the fabric between his fingers, inhaling slowly. He had been kicked from his subdued state, and found odd relaxation in feeling the material.

"This is a waste of time," he spat, now tracing a design on the blanket. And, as usual for the fire apparition, he clammed up once more. Straightening and clenching his fists, he tightened his jaw in what was his way of dealing with this annoyance.

Hiei simply shifted and glared at the wall. Kurama was right, but Hiei was a stubborn thing and if he was mad about something he would not shrug it off because someone says it won't help. After another minute of silence, Hiei huffed out a breath and closed his eyes. He had expected more talking from Kurama, but he guessed he wasn't always right.

When Hiei was having one of these stubborn moments, he felt uncomfortable being this close to anyone. And the fact that they were both on this very appealing and soft bed did not help. He rose and silently made his way to the window. He didn't know why windows were a place he enjoyed sitting at. Nonetheless, there was enough space so he sat at the window, gazing out with eyes that were somehow compunctious.

His eyes darted quickly to Kurama, then away.

Somehow Hiei wasn't sure that Kurama was being serious. But he did suddenly want to feel the fabric between his fingers again. Twitching, Hiei said the only thing he knew that would keep him from going back. Dignity was something he valued.

"Don't fall asleep, Kurama," he almost hissed, forcing his attitude through even though he really wasn't angry with the fox. If Kurama was going to dangle how nice he felt then Hiei would only make himself close up more. That would teach the flower-coddling fool.