(The party continues/What happened to all that soda?/You totally missed Kuwabara singing "I touch myself," how disturbing that was. Lucky you)
Zee: Okay it's my turn and I choose you Kurama.
Kurama: (Takes a moment in consideration before offering an adventurous grin) Dare.
Zee: (Looks over the group) I dare you to kiss…. (Raises a finger then points) Who.
Who: (Wide-eyed) Huh…? How is it I always seem to be getting involved in other people's dares? This is my first kiss…
Zee: Oh come on it could be worse…
Torrin: This should be nice the princess and my virgin sharing in a kiss. How delectable…
Who: (shakes head)
Kurama:
Who: But…
Yusuke: You know you want to. I'm sure he'll make it worthwhile. Just go for it.
Who: (Glares at Yusuke) Why aren't you still buried under those sodas?
Kurama: I'll make it quick.
Who: Fine fine. (Takes in a deep breath) I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho.
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(A/N. I know my updates have been slow I promise I won't take so long for the next one. You know the drill I apologize for crappiness out-of-characterness, slowness. Hopefully this chapter isn't terrible. Well onward and upward!)
Pitiable cries echoed into the air as the now injured Walken tried to escape the cause of its pain. A viscous bright green ooze dripped slowly to the ground. Steam rose from the globs of liquid that fell upon the ice. Soft hissing sounds could be heard through the Walken's cries.
Breathing heavily Kurama looked at the impaled creature from the spot in which he lay splay upon the ground. That little maneuver had cost him a little more than he thought it would, having thrown himself back to land awkwardly on his injured leg.
"Damn it Princess!" Torrin's voice could he heard over the din as the bat demon pushed himself forward to get to Kurama's side. A strange noise could be heard now. It seemed to be coming from below the ice, as if there were something moving down there. Kurama could hear it now as well, his mind with back to Torrin's earlier actions. "Don't move!" Torrin sound most troubled now. Whatever this new threat was it didn't bode well for the injured Kurama.
The Walken lurched back a throaty croaking sound leaving it as the protrusion of ice it had been trapped upon broke. The Walken now had movement though the ice it had been trapped upon was still lodged within the creature's ocular cavity. The Walken flailed about trying to dislodge the ice attacking anything that was in its path. For all the creature's wild motion the ice stayed stuck. The Walken screeched out and made a move toward the grounded Kurama sensing the heavy rise and fall of his chest.
The Walken threw itself at the boy, Kurama retreated best he could finding himself being pulled back in a frantic grasp.
"We do not need this." For once Torrin seemed singularly worried his hands didn't even wonder as he pulled Kurama close to his form. After pulling Kurama to safety Torrin went rigid. That sound, the eerie sound of movement , as if something raced about in the icy waters below grew louder. Torrin looked down toward the ground directing Kurama's gaze there too. A shadow could be seen looming beneath the ice. Torrin's body gave an agitated quake. He once more looked up the Walken was now making a slow circle about the pair.
Torrin gave a weak smile. "Princess, when I give you the signal I want you to run." Kurama's eyebrow gave an agitated twitch. Those words surprised him, either Torrin meant to see him escape or planned to use his movement's as a diversion. "We really don't have time for you to be suspicious of my intent." Kurama's face relaxed.
"What are you trying to pull Ravencroth?" Torrin gave a disarming grin. His hand brushing over the red-haired spirit detective's hip.
"Nothing at all… It's just that if you die I'll never get the chance to have you… and that would be a waste." Torrin embraced Kurama tightly. "Go left." With those words Torrin pushed the boy away from him. The Walken turned toward Kurama's movements. Kurama saw this and took in a deep breath. It seemed that Torrin had used him as a diversion. Still taking Torrin's advice pushing away the thoughts of his pain Kurama ran.
Torrin stood in place for a moment his arms still extended as if he were pushing Kurama away. With little warning he dropped downward the thing under the ice seemed to be following Kurama as well.
Kurama's only fortune was that the Walken hadn't decided to use the full power of his speed. The beast had likely learned from it's first mistake. But now Kurama could not help but feel that he had been pushed off into the fray with no hope of escape He sent silent curses to Torrin who had just used him. The pain of his leg presented itself again he couldn't keep moving like this. If only he could use his spirit energy.
Torrin looked up now still not having taken the effort to move he simply watched the Walken advance on the injured Kurama thrashing about breaking ice structures with it's body as it went. A bright green light formed around through the ice, and a ring of it vanished revealing water. The Walken was forced to stop in its chase allowing Kurama to stumble off to safety, though he had yet to realize this yet. Torrin puffed out a heavy breath pushing his hands off the ground. They stung now carrying a bright red glow.
The bat demon rose to his feet a little stumbly for the expended energy. He took a step forward despite knowing the action was dangerous. By this time Kurama had turned to realize he was no longer being followed, instead the Walken was rounding the edge of the ice it now found itself trapped on. Torrin had just Trapped himself on a sheet of ice with a blood thirsty creature and what of the thing beneath the ice.
Kurama saw a rippled in the waters near where the Walken stood. What was that thing. Torrin took two more steps forward then stumbled into a run. "Princess the stairs!" Why had he yelled like that? The instant that Torrin's voce penetrated the air the Walken turned. The bat demon didn't seem to care. Kurama turned to see that he had actually reached the exit to this place in the form of a ladder formed of ice. But now he worried. He looked to Torrin. How could he be worried? He was.
Torrin took in a deep breath giving his ever arrogant smile as he looked at the Walken coming toward him. The bat demon shook his head actually seeming to beckon the creature forward. Looking over his shoulder Torrin took note of the shadow below the ice. "Come on…" He whispered this quietly taking a step backwards. The Walken used equally slow steps though there was murderous intent showing. It flashed its fangs seeming to forget its pain in the wake of being able to sink its teeth into flesh. "That's it…." Torrin's quiet voice continued to tempt the beast forward.
Now the Walken was sure that it had its victim. It could feel the heat of Torrin's flesh. The bat demon seemed aware of this. The Walken now lunged. Torrin eased back. He smiled rather triumphantly for being in the face of his own death. A dark sleek tentacle shot up through the ice just where Torrin's foot had been just moments before. Others shot up through the ice as well all moved to surround the Walken. Torrin threw himself back escaping the tentacles that reached out for him.
The Walken screeched out as the tentacles wrapped tightly around its form. The creature struggled but was soon pulled down, all that remained was broken ice and the sloshing waters where the Walken once stood.
Huffing out Torrin turned his face to the snow burying it in the chill. So far his luck had held out. But, his good fortune was short lived. Raising himself from the ground just a little he looked to the ice staring back at him was a great orange eye. The beat under the water, the ice Kraken could see him clearly Torrin swore Scudding backward as a great black tentacle shot up through the ice. Another tendril broke through the ice from behind the bat demon catching him unawares. The tentacle coiled about his neck. Torrin pressed his hand to the tentacle his fingertip then hi entire hand glowing a bright green.
Beneath the ice the creature that held Torrin trashed sending fissures through the ground. The beast released Torrin it tendril napping back into the waters, but it left the bat demon in a bit of a spin. Torrin pulled n a deep breath once more standing still. His eyes looked over the ice but the creature had disappeared.
"Damn where is it?" Torrin now searched frantically still seeing nothing, The ice rumbled suddenly. The bat demon was shaken the ground beneath his feet was trembling. Another jolt ran through the ice, the tiny fractures began to grow larger separating. Torrin was left to wonder over the beast's plan. In all this confusion Torrin didn't notice the creeping tendril; that ambled over the ice, not till he was pulled from his feet and down into the icy depths.
Kurama had turned his attention away from Torrin quite some time ago, and began to climb the ladder in hopes of maybe getting some help. If nothing else he would find the others there was still a mission to be completed after all. He reached the top hatch that lead out of this icy hell the door opened before he even managed to touch it and he found himself staring into the barrel of a strange weapon pointed in his face.
A smile formed on the face of the demon that held the weapon in his face. "Looks like I found another one of the intruders." Merrick gave a grin his spindly fingers holding threateningly at the trigger of the weapon. "Don't make any sudden movements." Merrick directed Kurama back down the ladder. Kurama's eyes narrowed but he didn't take any chances crawling back down the ladder followed by Merrick.
A quick survey of the area below showed that Torrin was nowhere in sight. "Where are the rest of your group?" Merrick demanded making certain that he showed he was not to be taken lightly while he held that strange gun shaped weapon. Kurama shook his head. His eyes strained to see if they could capture a glimpse of the MIA bat demon over the ice.
Merrick guessed with this look meant. The ice kraken had made short work of any others that had been with the boy. The demon eased his apprehension but only slightly his orange eyes narrowed at the spirit detective. Merrick took a moment to survey his prisoner. "You're different from the other one." Merrick let his head tilt to the side in examining his prisoner. "You should be a most interesting subject for experimentation."
The attention of the pair was soon drawn away from one another, and to the waters. A glistening black tentacle broke through the surface swift and unexpectedly. Merrick was quick to wonder what was happening, his ice kraken seemed to be in some sort of trouble.
He may not have had the use of his spirit energy but Kurama was resourceful. The action was a gamble at best. But, while Merrick seemed preoccupied Kurama dropped to the ground taking up a handful of snow. In the next instant he thrust the white crystalline powder directly into Merrick large orange optics. Merrick hissed. Naturally such eyes would be sensitive. Not losing a moment Kurama wrestled the strange weapon away from the temporarily blinded Merrick. The demon brushed the clump of snow from his eyes looking fearfully at his new threat.
Torrin pulled himself sluggishly from the water once again standing soaked and freezing to the point that it burned. One of he ice kraken tentacles still coiled tightly about him holding his ankle, but it had been severed from the rest of the beast. It took the bat demon but a moment to asses the situation in seeing the scene that played out before him some twenty feet away.
Kurama seemed poised and ready to end this standoff only to have the feeling like an electrical charge shoot through him. His eyes rolled back and he knew that Torrin had once more activated the device on him. Kurama couldn't move. Merrick took this opportunity to trip the boy and send him smashing to the ground.
Torrin walked up from behind Kurama and moved to aid Merrick in standing. "Ravencroth." Kurama gave a hateful mutter that was ignored by Torrin.
"Well, well I hardly expected to see you here." Merrick grinned happy to see Torrin standing before him.
"What can I say, it's been a while hasn't it old fish eyes?"
Merrick's smile faded as he rose. "And just what the hell are you doing here Ravencroth?" The cordial tone on Merrick's voice faded into a hash and accusative timbre that carried a threat within.
"I just saved your life and you speak to me like that?" Torrin shook his head. "I just happened to be in the neighborhood and found these thieves sneaking around." Torrin smirked. "The old man sent me thought you might be in danger considering that both Emeril and Elijah were killed. Just leaves you and him. Oh," Torrin reached into his vest pulling out a small mechanical cube. "Something tells me they were after this." Torrin Tossed the cube to Merrick who caught it in his malformed hand.
Kurama's eyes widened as he looked up from his spot unmoving on the floor, that was the device that he and the others had been sent to retrieve. No wonder it wasn't in place. If he could have moved Kurama might have used his anger to tear Torrin apart. A glare was sent to the bat demon. One that Merrick noticed. The demon hefted an eyebrow.
"Do you know these intruders?" Merrick asked his voice carrying that same suspicion. Torrin looked down at the glaring Kurama and kicked him in the side. The redhead winced.
"What would make you ask that?" Was Torrin's reply. "I just know that you wanted them for some test?" Torrin's head tipped to the side. Merrick quickly dropped his suspicions and grinned.
"Ah yes why don't you grab that one and I can show you what I've been working on."
Torrin's eyes flickered with hesitation but his smirk remained. "Of course." Torrin moved to heft Kurama up over his shoulder.
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Who: Alright… Just a simple kiss… But it is Kurama…. I've never kissed a guy before… Oh crap.
Torrin: You do realize you're saying all of that out loud?
Who: (Twitches)
Kurama: You have nothing to worry about Who.
Who: I know that I'm not worried. Not at all let's do this I'm ready for it.(Looks a little sick but closes eyes and leans in)
Kurama: (Leans in a well)
