You know how there's always that one team that wants some kind of revenge against the heroes, so they make an unplanned appearance before the first fight? Well, that was Kisho's team. Yusuke and Kurama were leading the pack to the arena for the first official fight of the tournament when they were ambushed.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the Urameshi team. I hope you're all prepared to lose."
Hiei growled as the shadow and ice kitsune walked out of the shadows, followed by his team mates. There were four others, one of which made Kari's father tense and move so that she was completely obscured from their view.
"Kurama. It is so nice to see you again."
"Karasu."
Kari gasped lightly. This man, the dark haired, almost effeminate, man was the very same Karasu that almost killed her father in the first Dark Tournament? His eyes crinkled as he seemed to notice her.
"Is that your daughter? She's quite beautiful."
"Back. Off." Hiei growled, his grip on the katana at his side tightening further.
Karasu's voice sent shivers down Kari's back. It was sickly sweet, like molasses sliding down oil. It was a voice Kari did not like.
"Hiei," she whispered. "Let's just leave. Our fight starts soon and we'll be late if we dawdle any longer."
"Yes. You should leave. Wouldn't want to be disqualified because you were tardy to the party."
"Shut up, Kisho." Hiei hissed, narrowed eyes darting from Karasu to the leader of the gang.
"How bout you make me. I win I get the girl."
Hiei growled low in his throat and was about to rush forward before Kari grasped onto his waist.
"Hiei, no! Let it go and save it for the fight. Please."
"Fine. Let's go. But know this, Kisho. If you come anywhere near us, any of us, at any time, I will kill you."
With that Hiei stalked off with Kari running to catch him. However, she had to pass Karasu to do so and the man reached out and grabbed her arm before spinning her around and holding her so that her back was to his chest.
"Such lovely hair. And so well kept. Wouldn't you all agree?"
"Let her go, Karasu." Kurama said.
"But, Kurama. I like her. And you know how I am with things I like."
"Please. Let me go." Kari cried, struggling in Karasu's grasp.
Karasu looked over to Kisho, who nodded his consent.
"Fine. But just know that this isn't over."
"Yes. It is. If you come near me, near my mate, my father, or brothers and threaten them in any way, I will torture you. I will burn you until you think you're on the precipice of death and then stop, let you recover, and do it all over again. And I'll keep doing it until I get bored. And you should know that if I'm pissed enough, it will take a long time for me to get bored. Let's go." Kari said, walking off and leaving the rest of the team to follow her.
As soon as they arrived in the arena, Kuronue ran up to them and hugged Kari.
"Hey. Hiei told me everything. Congrats."
"Thanks." Kari whispered, before walking over to her mate and husband and laying her head on his shoulder.
"I'm terrified." She whispered after a moment of silence.
"I know. I know." Hiei replied, before facing Koto as she introduced their first opponent.
The Dark Tournament had officially begun.
KRRR: Hey, everyone! I know I haven't been updating recently but school as DESTROYED my creative process. So don't be too mean okay? Thanks!