YYH has to be one of my favorite animes, Yusuke and Kurama one of my favorite couples, so of course I had to write a fic for these two. It does have genben in it so if you don't like it, don't read it, and definitely don't complain about it. It's really annoying when someone complains about something they've been warned about.

Disclaimer: Nada, zip, zilch, zero, is mine.

Summary: AU "How am I suppose to save you when I'm trapped here?""You may be in chains, but you will be the one to save me." Yusuke/femKurama Yomi/femKurama

This is an AU story, but not as much as it may first appear. Things will all make sense later in the story.

Warning: femKurama, slavery

Now that all that's out of the way, let's get on with the story.

Beholden

Prologue: You Are Now Mine

Kurama trailed behind her master, waving cool breezes at her face with the ornate fan she held. 'If Yomi didn't like to have so much fun with the slaves we wouldn't have to do this every month,' she thought, barely glancing at the humans and low levels demons that had been lined up for inspection.

"I think you should teach this one some manners," Yomi said to the slave trader, gripping the slave's chin. The boy didn't move away but continued to glare at Yomi with such hatred that it radiated off him.

"His attitude is a bit lacking, but he's an able worker, much stronger than he looks," the slaver tried to reassure the demon lord, but Yomi had already continued walking.

Kurama didn't follow him. She snapped her fan shut, tapping her chin gently as she studied the man. She didn't think his outwards appearance marked him as different than any other human, but there was something…

The redhead placed her fan on his chin, forcing him to look from side to side. 'He doesn't look like much now, but he has potential.' The man wasn't glaring at her, simply studying her in his own way. 'Maybe even enough to defeat Yomi.'

"Yomi," she said softly, knowing the goat would hear her.

"Found something you like, my dear?" Yomi asked, laughter in his voice. He came back up the line, placing his hands on Kurama's shoulder, bending forward to inhale the scent of her hair.

"I want this one."

Kurama heard him 'hmm' softly next to her ear, already knowing what his answer would be. "Are you sure you can handle him?"

"I handle you, don't I?"

Yomi stepped back from her, chuckling lightly. "Yes, I believe you do, my fox."

Kurama didn't take notice as Yomi listed to the slaves he wanted. Her attention was turned back to the man now in her care. "What is your name?" she asked, her voice level.

The boy glared at her, but with suspicion, not hatred. He remained silent. His dark brown eyes gave away his urge to lash out at something, but apparently something had happened to reign in his rebellious spirit. 'We'll have to do something about that.'

"If you don't answer I will assume you do not have one. In which case, I will have to give you one myself. How does Fluffy sound?" she asked, dark amusement slipping into her voice.

"It's Yusuke," the boy answered after a moment.

Kurama couldn't help but smile slightly as she nodded. "Well, Yusuke, you are now mine."

"Kurama, let's go."

The redhead gave Yusuke one last look, shock on his face, before following Yomi. 'Well, at least it's a start.'

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I have to say, this story will probably be my last priority to update, but I will try to update soon. Let me know what you think!