Fighting the Unstoppable
By: RoseyFox
Summary: Yoko wasn't the only one Yomi recruited from his dark past to aid him in his plans to unite the three worlds many others were in the shadows helping Yomi. But just who else in there to haunt Kurama?
Okay this is my first fanfic I'm putting online so please be nice. With some help from HieiLover2004 I finally got an account. This is kinda like a sequence to her Yoko's Love. If you haven't read that ..shot yourself in the foot. Kidding! waves hands around Could you put the gun down please? Okay anyway you really don't need to read Yoko's Love first but I suggest it. Well anyways here's the story. For those who have never seen these episodes I'll give you a little bit of a summary of them in the beginning.
Chapter 1
"Yes mom I'm feeling myself well, no take all the time you need. I hope you enjoy Europe." Kurama said smiling as his mother's sweet voice filled his ears. They said their good byes and hang up. Kurama jumped down the large cliff and landed softly in a grass field. His mind filled with uneasy thoughts as he approached the dark and brooding fortress. Suddenly two ninja appeared and attacked him. Kurama easily sliced them. "Yomi was that necessary?" Kurama turning to his left. A tall dark figured appeared. "Hello Kurama. I wanted to make sure it was you I don't want to be advised by the wrong person. You seem so different." Yomi said. They headed to the fortress where Kurama attended one the meetings.
Everyone seemed a little tense and uncomfortable in his presents. The meeting went … fairly well. "Come Kurama I wishto show you something" Yomi said after everyone was dismissed. He followed Yomi down into a cold damp basement where he saw a ugly creature. The creature was an assassin Yoko had hired a thousand years ago to kill Yomi. He was nothing compared to the former beast he was. Once Yomi heard the truth of how he was suppose to be kill lost his temper and killed the demon. After threatening Kurama to assistant him in his battle Yomi took Kurama back up to the main halls. "You must be hungry from your long journey." Yomi said as he pushed a door open to reveal a huge elegant kitchen one that looked like it belonged on a TV cooking show. "I much rather rest." Kurama said. "Alright." Yomi said closing the door. As they headed up a flight of stairs Kurama thought he felt a pair of eyes following him. He stopped and looked around scanning every shadow for someone. "Come on no one is there." Yomi ordered. Kurama quickly catch up with Yomi again keeping perfect stride with him.
Kurama was given one of the more elegant and posh rooms. It was at least the size of his living room back home. It had a queen size bed with green silk sheets. Red plush carpeting matched the stain drapes that covered three west facing windows that over looked a vast and lush green courtyard. His bags from early sat on the foot of the bed along with several empty pots. "I hope you enjoy this room." Yomi said then left closing the heavy wooden door behind him.
The feeling of being locked in a prison began to set in. "No it's not the same the conditions are better but something tells me it's going be much worse than a prison." Kurama thought as he shook off the feeling. He put his things away and soon filled the pot will exotic plants. It was being to fill a little more livable. He sat down on the bed and began to think. His brain raced withthoughts of how he could keep Yomi away from his mom and how balance yet other secret in his chaotic imbalanced life. His thoughts began to get blurred and choppy as the sound of clanging metal filled the air. Kurama hoped out of bed and flung open the drapes and peered down at the courtyard where several unknown people had gathered and were practicing. Three or four had formed a small semi-circle around the two fighting. He looked closer and saw something that shocked him and made him ran out the door and down the stairs and towards the West Courtyard. 'I'm not imaging things he was real plain as day. That was Kuronue!' Kurama thought as he flung open the glass courtyard door. The sun glittered off the sweating man. Even closer he still looked like the bat demon Kurama had searched for.