Well, here's the final chapter of this story. I'm afraid that I'll be going on a hiatus until about May. My college homework load has proven to be too much to handle what with work and then my leisure surf time. So, sadly, I must eliminate my surfing (aside from paper research) and my television time (aside from recordings) until I get this under control. Hopefully, doing some work ahead of time will lighten the load and give me space to do my essays and research papers. And now, on with the conclusion.
Chapter Seven- Escape
Hiei smirked. Damien was a fool. 'If he thinks I'll just stand idly by and watch Kurama be murdered, he's sadly mistaken. Besides, I have some revenge to dish out for being deceived.'
As quick as a wink, Hiei drew his sword, zipped behind Kurama, and killed the warriors in one swipe. Unfortunately for Hiei, the true battle-hardened warriors had hidden behind the inexperienced ones. Before he could react, the vampires tackled the three-eyed demon, football-style.
"Hiei!" Kurama cried. Over five hundred pounds of demon vampires had just landed on top of a demon that was just under five feet tall. An anger unlike anything he had ever felt before coursed through his veins. Dark energy crackled around his body , a power inside him awakening once again. White mist consumed Kurama, hiding him from view. Slowly, the mist dissipated, but the figure there was tall with flowing silver hair, a furry fox tail and ears atop his head. Yoko Kurama had appeared.
Yoko heard his name being spoken in frightened whispers. Even undead demons have heard of him and it gave him a feeling of superiority. A sensation in his chest gave the kitsune pause and he quickly placed a hand on that spot. His eyes widened slightly. His heart. It was...beating again. Had his transformation cured him of his vampire state? Placing this thought aside, he turned to face his adversaries. Using his spirit energy, he shot lamp flowers throughout the room where they attached themselves to the floor, walls, and ceiling. Yoko smirked as the light shined on the vampires, causing them to shriek in pain as they turned to ash. His energy manipulated the flowers so that they acted like miniature suns.
He frowned, however, when he saw Damien still standing, unharmed. "I am surprised to see you still standing."
"It will take more than your little light flowers to kill me."
"Is that so?" Yoko's voice was icy calm as he took in this information. "In that case, I believe I have just the plant for you." Focusing on his energy again, Yoko summoned the Ojigi he used against Karasu in the Dark Tournament. The plant's mouths swayed menacingly before zeroing in on Damien, who was unaware of the plant's ability. Like mutated Venus flytraps, they converged on the king, their mouths opened wide, prepared to consume him. It was futile for Damien to try and escape for the plant had blocked the doorway. Damien turned from the door frame in time to see gaping teeth, dripping with saliva. Then, there was oblivion.
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Yoko, certain the plant wouldn't attack him, dug through the pile of ash until his groping hand came into contact with flesh. Grasping it, he hauled Hiei out of the pile. The demon was unconscious, but a check revealed his chest rising and falling. He was alive. Cradling the demon, Yoko headed for the door (the Ojigi having curled up in a secluded corner of the room earlier). None of the vampires bothered to stop him, seeing as how he was a legendary bandit who would kill anyone who tried to stop him.
The sewer's stench was quite strong to Yoko's nose and the demon wanted to gag, but dignity was important to him, so he settled for breathing through his mouth. In almost no time, Yoko exited the underground and headed for the park where he placed Hiei on a bench and waited for him to awaken. The wait didn't last long for Hiei's eyebrows started to twitch.
'He's starting to stir. I better switch to my human form.' Amber-colored eyes closed, focusing on the form he had previously been in. When those selfsame eyes opened, they were softer and the color of an emerald. They focused on Hiei, who was now awake.
"How are you feeling, Hiei?"
"Like shit. At least, I'm alive."
"Yes. Fortunately." Kurama smiled, placing his hand over his heart. He frowned, then put his fingers on his wrist.
"What is it?" Hiei asked.
"My heart. It's not beating anymore. When I had transformed into Yoko, it was beating."
"Why would that be?"
"Perhaps it is because I was in my human form when I was turned. I guess I was hoping my transformation had cured me."
"Kurama, I don't care if you're alive or undead, I still love you."
"Do you really?"
Hiei felt a pang in his heart. He hated to see Kurama so depressed. It was likely that Kurama just realized that he was immortal and Hiei wasn't. Perhaps, in the future, he would allow Kurama to turn him so they would always be together. But, for now, he needed to bring Kurama out of his depression.
"I do," he stated forcefully. "And I'll prove it."
"How?"
"Take me to your home and I'll show you."
Kurama's eyes widened at Hiei's suggestive tone. This was beginning to seem like the dream he had this morning. He smiled. "As you wish." Scooping up the demon, Kurama hungrily kissed him as he bounded off to his house to finish the night with the heat of passion.
The End
Ooo! Slash, it's a good thing. Be sure to be on the look for Bloody Hell II: Lust for Blood coming soon. I hope to post my first YGOGX fic before posting this story's sequel, but I'll just have to see how my semester goes. Until May, everyone, unless I actually find time to update or post a new story. BTW, I implore you to read Ruby Moon-Snape's HP fic titled "Two Fangs". If you're a Severus/Draco pairing fan, I recommend you check this one out. I did and I liked it.
