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[violentsoftie]

WHO: violentsoftie and gardenerthief
WHERE: Kurama's apartment
WHEN: now o'clock (8/26 eveningish)
WARNINGS: bromance
SUMMARY: Hiei doesn't believe in doors. Kurama facilitates this behavior.
FORMAT: i take your paragraphs and i eat them right up

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[gardenerthief]

Kurama was just pulling soup off the stove. He didn't turn around as Hiei entered, but he did smile, and quietly reach up and pull another bowl down from the cupboard.

If Hiei still wanted to fight, he'd have to start it this time. Kurama didn't seem to think there was going to be one, though.

[violentsoftie]

Hiei casually looked through Kurama's cabinets, tsking at his food selections.

"Never anything decent to eat," he groused mildly.

[gardenerthief]

Kurama tended toward vegetarianism, it's true, but he just watched Hiei poke around with a calm expression. Yes, Hiei, he was sorry, too.

"Guess you'll have to settle for something that's good for you, then. Pour yourself whatever you'd like to drink."

There was milk, lemonade and beer in the fridge, as well as a pitcher of water. Meanwhile, the table would need another spoon and napkin, and then the two bowls of soup. (He idly wondered if Hiei would just gulp the soup right out of the bowl - it had been known to happen.)

[violentsoftie]

Hiei sniffed at the carton suspiciously before pouring himself a glass of milk. He was capable of being a discerning consumer from time to time.

"I doubt it's that good for me."

The soup was also the recipient of some dubious sniffing before Hiei took a delicate sip from the bowl. Spoons, apparently, were for lesser beings.