Disclaimer: I don't own Yoko, but he does live in my friends head (she does
not own his either!).
This story is currently untitled so I had to call it something. Ok so you don't get confused Mercedes is a person in my head and she is telling the story not me! If I made any spelling errors sue me I can't spell! Well hope you like it.
----- Mercedes p.o.v. -----
Chapter 1
YOKO
I ran threw the forest wanting to get away from the torture that were to lie ahead if I were to stay. Barefooted every rock that I stepped on and every wild branch that reached out and grabbed me was pain, so much pain it would make the devil cry. But I had to keep going, ignoring the pain I ran faster. The faster I ran the closer he seemed to get. I ran out of the woods into a clearing, collapsing from exhaustion and loss of blood the last thing I remember seeing was a man. The man was not the one I was running from, he was different some how. His eyes were stern but worm, his body was that of a god. He looked down at me in pity and disgust. At the moment I couldn't blame him, I was disgusted by myself also. Just the thought of how pathetic I looked lying there helplessly covered in gashes, blood, and ripped clothes. There was something about him that told me he wasn't human, but it was too dark to tell. Picking me up he placed me over his shoulder and walked off toward his house. Upon reaching his house he entered threw a sky light. Once inside he placed me on a large warm, soft bed. After about half an hour of using a mixture of herbs to cleanse my wounds he took my torn clothes and disposed of them. To replace my tattered clothes he placed a kimono, made of the finest silk, at the foot of the bed. For days I slept not wanting to awake and face reality. Dreaming of the man in which I owe my life. Imagining who or what he was. Finally deciding to face reality I awoke from my slumber in a daze. Looking around the room I searched for any clue of where I might be. Turning around I saw the man, who seemed to be lost in thought, starring blankly at me. Looking him over I saw that he wasn't human, like I thought. Nor was he an angel, he was a demon! Building up my courage I finally spoke "where am I?" my words were soft and carefully chosen in fear I might make him mad and him kill me. Losing his train of thought he answered "that is none of your concern!" his words were like ice and sent chills up my spine. Standing up he looked at me, the look was not of pity or disgust but of pure annoyance. "If you would like the hot springs is threw that door" he pointed to a door with remarkable carvings of a fox demon sitting on a cloud and a group of humans searching for him. The door seemed to tell a story but I was afraid to ask. "When you're done there is a kimono on the foot of the bed, if you need anything just call my name." I stopped him before he left the room "might I ask what your name is?" without turning around he answered my question "Yoko" opening the door he stepped out and closed the door in my face. "Yoko?" the name fitted him well, strong yet in an odd way warm. Turning around I faced the door, I ran my fingers across the carvings. Opening the door I walked in, what I saw amazed me. Beautiful black marble floors, red velvet drapes over every window, the smell of vanilla and honey suckles filled the air, and there was a stunning waterfall leading to the hot springs. Walking next to the water I took off my robe and placed it by the edge, I stepped into the water and sunk to were the water came a little below my shoulders. I sat there for a moment the n drifted off in thought. The more I sat there the more questions seemed to pop in my head, like why am I here? Where is here? Why hasn't he killed me yet? Why did he save me? Hearing a door slam broke my concentration; I got out of the hot springs and rapped a towel around me. Hearing the footsteps getting closer I went into the bedroom and quickly got dressed. Right as I sat down on the bed Yoko walked in, he stood there for about 5 minutes glaring at me. "Get up!" I did as he wished so he wouldn't get mad. Gripping me by my arm he pulled me out of the room and pushed me in the middle of a group of demons. 'Just what I need more demons' I thought there words not daring to say them aloud. Sitting there I found myself frozen with fear. Whispers were exanged between demons; they were speaking something other than English so I couldn't understand them. You turned to me and said one word that struck me with fear "run!" I took off but seeing as I was only human I didn't go too far before they caught me. Yoko seemed to come out of the middle of no where, he grabbed me from behind by my neck. Tilting my head sideways revealing my bare neck he sunk his fangs deep in my neck. I screamed in pain but no one could or would help me. [AN: for those of you who are wondering no he's not a vampire he's a shadow fox demon] swinging my arm around to strike him he grabbed my arm and thrusted me to the ground. He stood up and wiped my blood from the corner of his mouth. Turning in the opposite direction he left me to die.
This story is currently untitled so I had to call it something. Ok so you don't get confused Mercedes is a person in my head and she is telling the story not me! If I made any spelling errors sue me I can't spell! Well hope you like it.
----- Mercedes p.o.v. -----
Chapter 1
YOKO
I ran threw the forest wanting to get away from the torture that were to lie ahead if I were to stay. Barefooted every rock that I stepped on and every wild branch that reached out and grabbed me was pain, so much pain it would make the devil cry. But I had to keep going, ignoring the pain I ran faster. The faster I ran the closer he seemed to get. I ran out of the woods into a clearing, collapsing from exhaustion and loss of blood the last thing I remember seeing was a man. The man was not the one I was running from, he was different some how. His eyes were stern but worm, his body was that of a god. He looked down at me in pity and disgust. At the moment I couldn't blame him, I was disgusted by myself also. Just the thought of how pathetic I looked lying there helplessly covered in gashes, blood, and ripped clothes. There was something about him that told me he wasn't human, but it was too dark to tell. Picking me up he placed me over his shoulder and walked off toward his house. Upon reaching his house he entered threw a sky light. Once inside he placed me on a large warm, soft bed. After about half an hour of using a mixture of herbs to cleanse my wounds he took my torn clothes and disposed of them. To replace my tattered clothes he placed a kimono, made of the finest silk, at the foot of the bed. For days I slept not wanting to awake and face reality. Dreaming of the man in which I owe my life. Imagining who or what he was. Finally deciding to face reality I awoke from my slumber in a daze. Looking around the room I searched for any clue of where I might be. Turning around I saw the man, who seemed to be lost in thought, starring blankly at me. Looking him over I saw that he wasn't human, like I thought. Nor was he an angel, he was a demon! Building up my courage I finally spoke "where am I?" my words were soft and carefully chosen in fear I might make him mad and him kill me. Losing his train of thought he answered "that is none of your concern!" his words were like ice and sent chills up my spine. Standing up he looked at me, the look was not of pity or disgust but of pure annoyance. "If you would like the hot springs is threw that door" he pointed to a door with remarkable carvings of a fox demon sitting on a cloud and a group of humans searching for him. The door seemed to tell a story but I was afraid to ask. "When you're done there is a kimono on the foot of the bed, if you need anything just call my name." I stopped him before he left the room "might I ask what your name is?" without turning around he answered my question "Yoko" opening the door he stepped out and closed the door in my face. "Yoko?" the name fitted him well, strong yet in an odd way warm. Turning around I faced the door, I ran my fingers across the carvings. Opening the door I walked in, what I saw amazed me. Beautiful black marble floors, red velvet drapes over every window, the smell of vanilla and honey suckles filled the air, and there was a stunning waterfall leading to the hot springs. Walking next to the water I took off my robe and placed it by the edge, I stepped into the water and sunk to were the water came a little below my shoulders. I sat there for a moment the n drifted off in thought. The more I sat there the more questions seemed to pop in my head, like why am I here? Where is here? Why hasn't he killed me yet? Why did he save me? Hearing a door slam broke my concentration; I got out of the hot springs and rapped a towel around me. Hearing the footsteps getting closer I went into the bedroom and quickly got dressed. Right as I sat down on the bed Yoko walked in, he stood there for about 5 minutes glaring at me. "Get up!" I did as he wished so he wouldn't get mad. Gripping me by my arm he pulled me out of the room and pushed me in the middle of a group of demons. 'Just what I need more demons' I thought there words not daring to say them aloud. Sitting there I found myself frozen with fear. Whispers were exanged between demons; they were speaking something other than English so I couldn't understand them. You turned to me and said one word that struck me with fear "run!" I took off but seeing as I was only human I didn't go too far before they caught me. Yoko seemed to come out of the middle of no where, he grabbed me from behind by my neck. Tilting my head sideways revealing my bare neck he sunk his fangs deep in my neck. I screamed in pain but no one could or would help me. [AN: for those of you who are wondering no he's not a vampire he's a shadow fox demon] swinging my arm around to strike him he grabbed my arm and thrusted me to the ground. He stood up and wiped my blood from the corner of his mouth. Turning in the opposite direction he left me to die.