Note on the spelling: I write Yuusuke’s name as “Yusuke” to save me time. Pretend there’s a macron over the ‘u’ ^_^

“I volunteer Keiko,” Yusuke said devilishly. “Maybe it’ll help her work off some fat from her rear end.”

“Come over here and I’ll work some fat off of your bones,” Keiko snarled from the couch.

“Keiko-chan, please, not in front of Kuwa.”

“It’s really nasty out there,” Kuwabara continued, interrupting before Yusuke and Keiko could start another argument. “Is it safe to drive home, you think?”

“I’d rather not chance it,” Kurama spoke up from the other couch, where he was lounging with his arms behind his head and his legs propped up on the coffee table. “We’ve had entirely too much snow for today,” he reminded them.

Kuwabara nodded feebly, glancing up the stairs, thinking fleetingly of their clothes that were still spinning in the dryer. A day at the cabin they’d rented to ski and spend some time together had gained them all soaked garments. But, it had been worth it to have some time to just have fun. Even Hiei had come along, Kuwabara mused, sparing a glance at the silent figure seated alone in the corner. Of course, Hiei hadn’t actually *participated* in any of their activities…

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it, Kazuma?”

Kuwabara blinked and looked over to see the very incarnation of beauty standing next to him.

“Yukina!” he breathed happily. “Did you enjoy your bath?”

“Very much so,” the beautiful Ice Maiden replied. “I noticed the snowstorm and just had to come and see it.”

“It’s wonderful,” Kuwabara agreed, now seeing the blowing snow in a different light. “But not as beautiful as you, Yukina,” he added, taking her hands.

The dazzling smile he received was better than all the treasure in the three worlds.

“Will we be heading back tonight?”

“I don’t think so,” Keiko replied. “With Yusuke at the wheel, I’m not sure we’d survive the trip.” She shot a look at the delinquent who moonlighted as a Spirit World detective. “We may all meet our ends.”

Kurama chuckled as Yusuke let out a choked protest. “I have to go with Keiko on this one.” He smirked at Yusuke’s sudden accusing glare. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea to chance the drive back. It’s not worth it.”

"But if we stay," Kuwabara spoke up, "what'll we do to pass the time?"

"I'm sure we can find something," Yusuke said, leering at Keiko.

"Ecchi," she snapped, elbowing him hard in the ribs.

"Kurama turned at the sound of a low, bitter murmur. "Why should I be stuck with a bunch of carousing humans all night?"

Kurama smiled down at Hiei, who had crept closer to sit on the floor next to the sofa during the exchange. "It's better than being in an accident on the way home, isn't it?"

Hiei released one of his trademarked little grunts. "It matters little to me. I can take care of myself. I can leave any time I like."

Kurama grinned. "I know you can." He leaned down a little to whisper in the youkai's ear. "But I'm sure Yukina would like it if you stayed with us." He giggled inwardly as he put this card into play. Hiei's decision to join the gang on their little trip had been largely due to Yukina's sweet request that he come along.

Hiei shot the youko a black look. "I have no desire to spend a whole night with them."

"She'll be disappointed," Kurama answered.

His reply came in the form of another scowl; this time, one of acceptance.

Everyone facevaulted.

"Baka!" Keiko snapped, thwapping him over the head. "When will you grow up?"

"I think we're all a little above Strip Poker, my friend," Kurama declared.

"How about Solitaire?" Kuwabara suggested.

"Moron," Yusuke grumped. "You play Solitaire alone."

"Oh, yeah…"

"How about 'I've Never'?"

"No," Keiko pronounced. "I am not playing any drinking game with you, Yusuke."

"Go Fish?" Kuwabara asked.

"Go jump in a lake," Yusuke muttered.

"How about Truth or Dare?" Kurama asked.

Yukina began chewing her lip. "That doesn't sound like a nice game."

"Then we won't play it," Kuwabara stated firmly.

"We could sit down and listen to the lot of you argue all night," Hiei muttered darkly.

"Nah, don't feel like doing that," Yusuke said after pretending to consider it. "But thanks for the suggestion, Hiei-I know how hard it must have been for you to socialize."

"Hn."

"Hey," Kuwabara began, "what about 7 Minutes in Heaven?"

Yusuke and Kurama smiled. "Sounds fun to me," the Spirit World detective said.

"Oh, Kazuma," Yukina breathed, "that sounds like a beautiful game…"

"All men think it's a beautiful game," Keiko sniggered.

"Wanna play?" Kuwabara asked.

"I will," Kurama replied, "it sounds like a great way to pass the time."

"I'm in, too," Yusuke added. He grinned at Keiko. "I hope I get you."

"Baka."

"How could any amount of time with all of you be called 'heaven'?" Hiei wondered aloud.

"Hiei-san," Yukina admonished gently. "That isn't a very nice thing to say…"

Kurama chuckled as Hiei visibly shrank away behind the end of the couch. "Does that mean you won't play with us?"

"I don't want to play anything with you…" came Hiei's sultry reply.

"I'll play," Keiko agreed. She winked at Yusuke. "I hope I get you--"

Yusuke grinned.

"-so I can bash your head in."

He facevaulted.

"I want to play," Yukina declared. "It sounds like a really fun game."

"I want to leave," Hiei stated, moving to rise.

"Leave?" Yukina echoed, widening her large, wondering eyes. "You're not going to stay and play with us?"

Hiei swallowed. "Well, I--"

"Please?" Yukina added mildly. "It would be more fun if all of us were here together so we could all play."

"But…"

"Onegai??"

After a few moments, Hiei sagged and sat down again. "All right, I'll stay."

Yukina's eyes lit up with happiness. "Yatta! Thank you, Hiei-san!"

"Hmph."

"I'll get a jar!" Yusuke yodeled, jumping to his feet to scurry to the kitchen. He was back in half an instant, brandishing the glass prize like a hero. "Heeeeeere!"

Everyone covered their ears and winced. "Moron," Hiei spat. "We're right here. You don't have to shout."

"Sorry."

"Can we have something to drink, too?" Kuwabara pleaded. "It's just not the same without it."

"Sure," Yusuke agreed. "After all, everything is more fun with alcohol involved." [1] He dashed back to the kitchen.

"What does a silly human game have to do with heaven?" Hiei asked Kurama. "And why spend seven minutes there?"

Kurama hid a smile behind his hand. "Just wait, Hiei. You'll find out soon enough."

When Yusuke returned, he passed around a couple of bottles of sake. Hiei seized one immediately, muttering something about needing it to get through an evening with Urameshi and Kuwabara. "Let's start."

With Kuwabara and Kurama leading Yukina and Hiei, the gang came together in the center of the room to sit in a circle.

"So, how do we play?" Yukina asked.

Yusuke grinned and rushed to explain before Kuwabara could begin. "Well, everyone writes their name down on a strip of paper and we put all the names in a bottle." He hefted the jar he'd taken from the kitchen for emphasis. "Then each person picks a name. One at a time, we call out the name written on the paper we have. Then, you and the person whose name you have go into the closet for seven minutes."

"…Oh." Yukina still looked mildly confused. "All right."

One by one, they wrote their names on a piece of paper and handed it to Yusuke. He placed them all in the jar and mixed them up. "Ready?" Everyone nodded. Yusuke took one slip of paper out and then passed the bottle around. Everyone took a name until at last the empty jar returned to Yusuke.

"All right," Keiko said. "Who goes first?"

"Oh, me?" Yukina asked. "Can I try?"

"Sure," Yusuke replied with a smile. "Read the name written on the paper."

Yukina smiled excitedly and unfolded the paper. Her eyes glittered as she read the name. "Hiei."

Yusuke dissolved into a fit of giggles, nearly spitting out his sake. Even Kurama started chuckling. Keiko was gagging, and Kuwabara looked angry.

"What's so funny?" Hiei demanded.

"Go on," Yusuke urged, gesturing to the closet. "Go spend... seven minutes… in heaven…" he sputtered between snickers.

Hiei and Yukina exchanged glances with one another.

"Come on, Hiei-san," Yukina squealed in happiness. "Let's go see Heaven!"

Hiei shrugged and followed his sister into the closet, shutting the door behind them.

"And wait seven minutes!" Yusuke ordered before he started snickering again.

"Urameshi Yusuke, you have a sick, twisted sense of humor," Keiko snapped. "That is gross."

"This is so unfair!" Kuwabara exclaimed. "Why does the midget get Yukina and not me?"

"Relax, Kuwa," Yusuke soothed. "It's not like they know what to do in there, or anything."

They waited achingly for the seven minutes to be over. At last, the door opened and the two koorime stormed out.

"Nothing happened," Yukina wailed.

"What was the point of that?" Hiei demanded. "All we did was stand there and look at the stuff in the closet. There was no heaven, or anything remotely resembling it. What's the big idea?"

Kurama chuckled. "You didn't do it right, that's all."

"Hmph."

"Me next," Kuwabara said. He unfolded his paper, hoping feverishly the name scrawled gracefully on the piece would be Yukina's. Please, please, please… He glanced at his slip of paper, and wailed, shoulders sagging. His own name stared back at him. [2]

Yusuke snickered and had some more sake. "Me next!" He quickly unfolded his paper, and then gulped. "Y…Yukina."

Kuwabara gaped. Keiko rolled her eyes.

Hiei tugged Kurama's sleeve. "Ano… what's going on?" "Nothing, Hiei. You'll see soon enough."

Kuwabara's jaw dropped and Yusuke and Yukina trotted off to the closet. "Urameshi…" he growled.

For seven aching minutes, Keiko silently fumed, Kurama chuckled, Kuwabara snarled, and Hiei's demands for an explanation were deliberately ignored.

When Yusuke emerged, he gave everyone a triumphant grin. Kuwabara didn't even have the strength to throttle him. Yukina bounced out later on, smiling.

"So that's the point of this game!" she beamed.

"Yukina…!" Kuwabara moaned. "How could you…?"

"Next!" Yusuke called, before anyone could ask or accuse.

Keiko promptly unfolded her paper. "Kurama."

Kurama simply stood up and walked over to the closet with her. Keiko looked over her shoulder and stuck her tongue out at Yusuke, who folded his arms angrily.

"So?" Keiko asked. "We've been here for nearly seven minutes. Can we leave now, you think?"

Kurama considered it, and then nodded. "Sure. I think Yusuke's suffered enough, don't you?"

They kissed each other on the cheeks before exiting the closet.

Kurama sat down back in the circle, ignoring the look he was getting from Yusuke. "My turn, isn't it?" He unfolded his slip of paper and chuckled. "Yusuke."

The detective sweatdropped. "What?"

Kuwabara laughed. "Serves you right!" he cried.

Kurama merely sighed and lifted himself from the carpet. "Let's go, Yusuke."

Yusuke remained frozen where he was seated. "Y-you mean…you want me to…"

"What's wrong?" Keiko teased. "Are you scared?"

"Scared?" Yusuke snapped. "No way." He stood and walked with Kurama to the closet.

"Just what do people do in there that's supposed to be heaven?" Hiei demanded to no one in particular.

Keiko giggled. "Poor, naïve, firebaby…"

"What did you call me?"

"So," Yusuke muttered, "what…um…what do we…"

"Whatever," Kurama said with a shrug. "But we should do something. We have seven minutes to spend in here."

Yusuke shrugged one shoulder. "Okay… So, um…let's chat. There's something I've been dying to ask you." He fixed Kurama with an inquiring stare. "Are you really a man?"

"Are you?"

Yusuke blinked. "Well, I-Hey, that's not funny."

When they emerged from the closet, everyone stared expectantly at them, silently asking for details. Yusuke shrugged and simply returned to his seat. Kurama went back to sit next to Hiei again.

"What did you do in there?" Hiei asked.

"Don't worry, Hiei," Kurama soothed once more. "Soon you'll know." He grinned at the youkai's glare. "Your turn."

Hiei shrugged like the matter wasn't important, and unfolded his paper. "Keiko."

Keiko chuckled and made her way to the closet. Hiei sighed and followed, not minding the glare he was getting from Yusuke.

"What is the point of standing here?" Hiei demanded. They had remained rooted to the spot in the dark for several minutes. "I don't understand why humans find this amusing."

Keiko grinned. "I don't think I'll tell you. I'm sure Kurama will explain it to you if you ask him nicely."

"No, he won't," Hiei huffed. "I've already asked him many times tonight, and he won't tell me."

Keiko giggled. "Maybe he's just waiting for the right time…"

"Hn."

"Ready for the next round?" Kurama asked after Hiei and Keiko had exited the closet, the former wearing an impatient frown at the later a dazzling smile. "I want to!" Yukina cried happily. Kuwabara slouched, not wanting to lose Yukina to anyone else, but also not wanting to deny her anything she wanted. "Then we'll play."

Everyone agreed; even Hiei, who was determined to figure out the purpose of the game. They folded the slips of paper up again and put them back in the jar. After Yusuke mixed them around, they each withdrew a name again.

"I'll go first," Yusuke declared, unfolding his slip. His mouth broke into a wide grin. "Keiko."

Keiko smiled and took his hand, and they pranced to the closet, shutting the door behind them.

Kurama chuckled. "They'll probably use up all seven minutes," he commented knowingly.

"Doing what?!" Hiei demanded for the umpteenth time.

"You'll see, Hiei, don't worry about it."

"So, how was he?" Yusuke demanded as soon as the closet door was securely shut.

Keiko blinked innocently. "Who?"

"You know who!" Yusuke growled. "Kurama! What did he do to you?"

"Ohhhh…" Keiko smirked, clearly seeing the little green monster dancing on Yusuke's shoulder. "I'm sure you'd like to know!"

"What'd he do?" Yusuke snarled. "Where'd he touch you?"

Keiko glared. "None of your business! And who are you to say such things? What about you and Yukina?"

Yusuke blinked. "Yukina…?"

"Yes, you moron!" Keiko speared him with another glare. "You're lucky Hiei doesn't have a clue how to play this game!"

Yusuke blinked several times before grinning. "Oh, that…" He smiled. "Keiko, I didn't do anything with Yukina."

Keiko paused. "You didn't?" She recalled Yukina's face as she'd exited the closet.

"Yeah, right. So why was she--"

"I explained the rules of the game to her, Keiko. That's all."

She regarded him for a long moment. Then, finally, she threw her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear. "Kurama and I did nothing, Yusuke."

"Really?"

"Really."

They locked eyes with one another for several moments. Then, without a word, they came together in a crushing embrace, tongues dancing together, hands caressing each other's bodies….

Kuwabara rapped loudly on the closet door. "Come on, you two!" he roared. "Your seven minutes are long up! Come out!"

Kurama rolled his eyes. "Let them be. They're probably making up."

It was then that the two teens emerged from the closet. The others blinked at them. Their clothes were rumpled, their hair was mussed up, and they were panting.

Yusuke grinned sheepishly. "Uh…Keiko and I…um…aren't interested in playing the game anymore…"

Keiko blushed. "We'll…um…beintheroomupstairsseeyouguysalllaterbye!"

They scrambled out of the room and up the stairs, hands linked together.

Hiei looked up at Kurama. "Were they in a fight in there?"

The youko grinned. "In a matter of speaking…"

For a few moments, everyone was silent. Then, Kuwabara sighed. "Might as well finish this round, at least…" he muttered, and unfolded his paper. His eyes lit up. "Yukina!" he cried triumphantly. "Yukina, Yukina! I got Yukina's name!"

Yukina smiled. "Let's go, Kazuma-I want to do what Yusuke told me to so to you!" [3]

Kuwabara smiled and led her to the closet, where they remained for the entire seven minute limit. When they emerged, they announced that they were going outside to watch the snowfall.

"How romantic," Kurama commented.

Hiei snorted. "So, now what?"

Kurama grinned. "Shall we finish the game?"

"Why bother?" Hiei demanded. "It's pointless," he added as Kurama began unfolding his paper, "you won't even tell me what the game is about, and what chance could there possibly be of one of us having each other's na--"

"Hiei," Kurama read from his paper, and turned it around so Hiei could see.

Hiei blinked up at him. "So…?"

"Shall we?" Kurama asked, walking over to the closet. Hiei followed, and Kurama shut the door behind them.

They were submerged in total darkness in the tiny room. Hiei could barely see his hand in front of his face let alone see Kurama.

"So, where's Heaven, or whatever we're supposed to be in now?" Hiei demanded. "I can't believe I wasted my evening sitting around this stupid cabin with all of you, playing a stupid game that I don't even know the purpose of--" He stopped short when he felt a pair of hands brush through his hair and settle against his cheeks, gently lifting his head upwards.

"Do you want to know what Seven Minutes in Heaven is supposed to be?" Hiei blinked. He hadn't realized Kurama's face had come so close to his. He could feel Kurama's hot breath on his lips.

Wordlessly, he nodded, then, realizing Kurama probably couldn't see him, he added a shaky, breathless "Y-yes."

Immediately, Kurama's mouth descended upon his. He gasped in surprise, mouth opening, and made a shocked little noise as he felt something that could only be Kurama's tongue slip past his parted lips, teasing the inside of his mouth. He tried speaking Kurama's name, but stopped short when the attempt caused his tongue to swipe against Kurama's. It felt a little strange at first, but when the youko mimicked the act, Hiei found he couldn't pull away, and eagerly kissed back, willingly participating in the wet battle Kurama has initiated.

Kurama's thumbs stroked his cheekbones a few times before moving to slide down his shoulders and around his back, pulling him closer to press against Kurama's chest, making the kiss deeper; harder. After a moment's hesitation, Hiei brought his arms up loosely around Kurama's shoulders, and squeezed lightly.

Kurama's fingers tangled in the hair at the back of his neck and gently tugged their mouths apart. But instead of releasing him, as Hiei expected, Kurama's lips brushed his warded Jagan, his nose, and his chin before trailing kisses along his jawline.

"I think our seven minutes are up," Kurama whispered in his ear.

Hiei didn't care. It had been so long…so long since he'd had any sort of affectionate gesture bestowed upon him. In response, he tightened his grip around Kurama's shoulders, silently asking for him to continue. The youko complied, resuming his caresses, showering gentle kisses over Hiei's ear, running his tongue along the crevices. Hiei shivered and unconsciously tilted his head, giving Kurama more room to work, and fisted the red strands of hair.

The youko groaned quietly as he felt Hiei's fingers curl into the strands of his hair. He moved his hands from Hiei's back, one tugged away the white scarf from around his neck, and the other slid down past his waist to rest atop his bottom. With the scarf out of the way, Kurama set to work on Hiei's neck, moving his lips against the skin, and running his tongue along the strong chords. Hie free hand joined the other on Hiei's rear, and both began to rhythmically knead the firm cheeks. Hiei's hands moved to grip his ears, pulling his head over to bring their mouths together once more. They kisses deeply and passionately, pressing their mouth so closely together that Kurama was certain they could tickle each other's tonsils if they tried. Hiei's arms were wrapped tight around his neck, and his hips moved in time with Kurama's hands on his bottom.

On impulse, Kurama lifted Hiei and turned to the side, intending to push him against the wall-

"Mmph!"

Hiei's little muffled exclamation of pain made Kurama pause. "What happened?" he asked, breathless from the kiss.

"My back," Hiei panted. "What was that?"

Kurama fumbled for the light switch. When it flicked on, they squinted at their surroundings.

"This isn't a closet," Kurama observed, eyeing the shelves crowded with jars of food. "It's a pantry."

"Hn."

Without another word, Kurama reached for Hiei again, resuming the kiss that had been interrupted. He hoisted Hiei up once again and pressed him against the door. Hiei wound his arms and legs around the youko. Kurama flicked the light off again before running his hands up and down Hiei's sides. As Hiei's hands stroked Kurama's shoulderblades, the youko abandoned his mouth to move down his neck. Kurama swiped the skin of Hiei's jugular with his tongue, and then bit down.

Hiei gasped and drew himself closer. The bite had felt…good. As though he had been claimed as Kurama's property. With his origins, the thought of anyone wanting and desiring him excited him greatly.

Kurama licked the indentation his teeth had made before showering it with little kisses. He lifted his head to blow a hot breathful of air into Hiei's ear, grinning at the youkai's shiver. "What would you say…if I said I wanted to fuck you blind…?"

Hiei's breath caught in his throat. "I'd say…stop talking and get on with it."

Kurama gave him a feral grin and released him. Hiei managed to bring his feet down to the ground before Kurama claimed his lips again, this time his hands going immediately for his cloak, unwrapping it and letting it fall to the ground. The black tank top followed, and soon Kurama was kissing his way down Hiei's throat, along his collarbone, and down the center of his chest. He diverted from his path to flick his tongue over one of Hiei's pink nipples. The Jaganshi moaned, the sound escalating in volume as Kurama's mouth closed over the tiny nub of flesh and suckled at it like a calf. He was worrying at his prize with his teeth when he felt Hiei's fingers tangle in his hair and pull him over to the other. He complied eagerly, hands drifting lower to fumble with the belts, unbuckling them and loosening the drawstring that held his pants up, letting the black garments fall to the ground.

Kurama reached behind him, groping for the tiny bottle he'd seen when the light was on. His hands closed on the distinctly designed plastic jar and he took it from the shelf. He opened it quickly and poured some honey into his palms. He moved the honey-coated hand to wrap around Hiei's erection, dragging it up and down the youkai's length. With his other hand, he sought out Hiei's puckered entrance and began stretching him, savoring every moan the Jaganshi made. Then he dropped to his knees, pausing a moment to dip his tongue into Hiei's bellybutton before seizing his hips. The Jaganshi's body was wire-tense in his arms, and a hoarse cry was coaxed from his throat when Kurama flicked his tongue into the slit of Hiei's cock. He licked his lips, tasting the sweet honey, and then swallowed him whole, taking all of Hiei into his hot mouth.

Hiei groaned as Kurama made love to him with his mouth, feeling the youko's tongue glide up and down his length, lapping away every bit of honey. Hiei thrust his hips forward into Kurama's mouth as he felt his release approaching.

Kurama must have felt it, too, because he backed off. Hiei slid shakily to the floor, back against the door, legs bent and spread wide. Half a second later he was pulled to sit in Kurama's lap and the youko had ensared him in another deep kiss. Hiei's fingers went to work immediately, tugging off Kurama's sweater and swiftly unbuttoning his shirt. Soon, they were chest to chest and moving against each other insistently, Hiei's bare erection rubbing against Kurama's denim-clad one.

"Ready for it?" Kurama blew into his ear.

Hiei was more than ready. "Just fuck me, Kurama."

"I think I will, Quickfire."

Hiei suddenly found himself on his back. A moment later he was joined by a completely naked and fully aroused Kurama. One leg was lifted above the youko's shoulder, and then Kurama plunged in. Hiei cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as Kurama buried himself to the hilt.

Kurama chuckled a little, leaning down to plant a kiss on Hiei's lips. Then he pulled almost all of the way out and plunged back in, angling the thrust so that he hit Hiei's prostate. Hiei released a hoarse wail, wrapping his arms and legs around the youko as Kurama drove into him again and again. It was bliss. It was hot. It was pure pleasure. He wanted. He was claimed. It was coming. He was coming-

He came with a wordless shout, spilling his release all over Kurama, and it was then that Kurama began his own journey into pleasure, crying out Hiei's name and pouring his release into the Jaganshi's body.

They collapsed as one to the floor, with Kurama atop Hiei's chest. They were silent for a long while as they gathered their senses.

"You know…" Kurama began thoughtfully. "Maybe I should start buying that brand of honey…"

"Hm…"

Kurama turned Hiei's face toward his and kissed him softly, letting his tongue slide into his mouth. "So…do you understand the game now?"

A soft chuckle emerged from Hiei's throat. "Can we play it tomorrow…? Without the others…?"

Kurama grinned and kissed him again. "Sure. We can play it anytime you like."

Owari

[1] Hm...clearly they've been hanging out with the gang from "Cecil's Birthday"...
[2] Actually, to be totally honest, this was a total fluke on my part when I made the couples. Kuwa accidently got stuck with his own name ^_^;;; I just went with it... 
[3] Um, no, you hentais ^_~ Yuusuke told Yukina to kiss Kuwabara...on the mouth ^_~