Special thanx to Flame Neko for the fabulous idea. We will just see what happens ;)
Yusuke woke up a few hours later laying comfortable on the chest of his slumbering fox. They had so much make-up sex that both of them were exhausted and sore. Somehow, they had managed to make it to the living room sofa to collapse for much needed sleep. Yusuke stacked his hands on his mates chest and rested his chin on top of them content for the moment to stare at his beloved. Kurama was sprawled beneath him with his arm draped over his eyes, his pink lips parted as he breathed evenly. Yusuke smiled a little as he grazed a finger across one of the kiss-sore nipple. Kurama shivered a bit but did not wake. Yusuke carefully lifted himself from Kurama's body and went to take a quick shower. He quietly tossed his clothes back on and quietly left the apartment. Yusuke had come to a decision. It was time to tell Keiko about him and Kurama. Before, he had asked Kurama what the fox would do if he were in his shoes, but Yusuke had put himself in Kurama's in the process. If Kurama had been trying to hide their relationship from Hiei he would have been very suspicious and jealous wondering if the fox still had feelings for the fire demon. But that was not the case. Kurama did not care what others felt about he situation. All that mattered was that he was with him. Everything else would eventually fall into place. Yusuke was so concerned that he would hurt Keiko that he did not realize that by not telling her he was in fact hurting her. The longer he wanted, the more betrayed she would feel in the end. Before the two of them had even tried a romantic relationship, they had been really close friends. He knew that he could trust her and it was stupid of him to try to keep this from her. He knew that it would probably be hard at first, but in the end everything would pan out. He sighed as he rounded the corner and walked toward her house.
"Koenma-sama?! Really?!" Keiko asked with an incredulous expression. Botan nodded and looked down at the table, her cheeks flushed pink.
"Yes, Koenma." she could hear the ridiculous way she said his name, like a school girl with a crush but she could not help it. Although Keiko felt a strange tinge in the pit of her stomach from Botan's confession, she could not help but smirk at her expression. She was so cute all flushed and flustered like that. Her cheeks looked like cotton candy and she wanted to lick them. 'oh, where the hell did that come from?' she asked herself but ignored the hentai idea.
"Well, have you told him how you feel?" Keiko asked taking Botan's hand in a comforting gesture.
"Of course not." she replied, her eyes widened slightly in fear. " I couldn't!"
"And why not? Don't tell me you are afraid he will reject you! You are kind, gentle and the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. Anyone would be lucky to have you." near the end of the statement, Keiko had reached up and gently stroked Botan's even more heavily reddened cheek. Botan's lips parted and she panted slightly as warm, soft fingers glided across her face. As the fingers moved lower to trace her lips, she subtly pulled away.
"But, I work for Koenma-sama. It is forbidden for us to… well… you know." Botan bit her lip embarrassed. "I do love Koenma, but I have learned to keep myself I check. I won't allow myself to be caught up in something that can never be. Besides he is so into his work that he does not give thought to romance." Botan's voice had taken on a saddened tone. Keiko stood up and bent before Botan looking her in the eyes. Botan gasped at the intensity of the expression.
"Then maybe it is time that you move on to someone who appreciates you." Keiko did not give the frozen girl a chance to respond before leaning forward and christening her lips with a chaste kiss. Botan did not know what to do. She had never had any physical attraction to Keiko. Yes, she was beautiful. Yes, she was intelligent and kind. But this was a notion that had never crossed her mind. And the way Keiko was coming on so strong, Botan was unsure of what to do. Her musings were cut short as they both heard the front door open. Keiko pulled away and turned and they both watched Yusuke come in, his expression serious as he eyed the two of them so close together and hands linked at the dining room table.
The path was dangerous. The weather was getting brutal. "Shit, when Naiyo doesn't want to be found…" Hiei thought to himself as he flitted from pine to pine. He noticed that within the past half hour the landscape had changed almost drastically. Less wild life and plant variation. As the fog of his breath became denser in the increasingly cold air, the forest thinned more and more. When he arrived at the base of the mountain it had begun to blizzard like hell. He could barely see two feet in front of him. He took a moment to stand and look up at the mountain façade. The way looked slick and dangerous. Only a very determined, very strong and very horny demon would even dare to venture forward. A convenient breeze tossed a pleasing scent his way. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply feeling his body heat flux as a result. Her scent had become exponentially stronger and he wouldn't be able to turn back now even if he wanted to. But suddenly, his eyes snapped open as another scent mingled along with hers. Whoever it was, it was a male and he was strongly reacting to Naiyo's heat. Hiei was not sure if he was with Naiyo or simply in pursuit, but it made little difference. Before his mind could react, his body worked of its own free will. His finger and toes dug into the face of the mountain and he climbed like his life depended on it.
Hours and hours passed as the fire demon climbed tirelessly, his body fueled by desire and longing. He never knew such a feeling! He was at the point where he was barely able to think. All he was able to acknowledge was that scent. The snow melting at the nape of his exposed neck was nothing. Every gust of wind threatening to whisk him of the rock and into the blood thirsty jags below was nothing. All he was able to think of was her. Getting to her. Taking her. He reached a point on the rock face where the scent was so strong that his erection was making it difficult to press against the mountain side. It became painfully obvious that he was not going to get any further. He squatted down for a moment and tried to steady his breathing. Losing his cool was not going to help the situation at all. As he tried to gather heat stricken thoughts, something in the snow caught his eye. He flicked the pure snow away with the tip of his fingers and picked up what looked like a beige swatch. Hiei sniffed at the material curiously. As he did his eyes widened and he pressed the small piece of fabric against his face and breathed deeply, starving for it. Naiyo's tunic always did smell too good. A touch of sweat, the new scent of pine and the ever present lavender all hidden beneath the irresistible smell of heat. Hiei shuddered and felt his rod twitch beneath the tight fabric of his pants. He was shocked into a battle stance when a spike of two clashing energies sucker punched his senses. One of them was Naiyo's, but it had a strange stutter as if it were a final spark in a dying fire. Using his jagan, Hiei saw that it was coming from just around to the other side. He managed to press his back against the snowy peak and shimmy his way toward the interruption. As he rounded the edge, he noticed that the outcrop that he was stepping across became broader and he was able to walk steadily. He came to a small opening in the mountain that was just big enough to crawl through. He squeezed his way through the opening and crawled about five feet until he felt the space around him expand. He stood up brushing off his now filthy cloak and squinted in the perfect darkness. Lighting a ball of fire in his palm, he glanced around. It was a huge cavern hidden within the side of the mountain, so well hidden in fact that Hiei was surprised that Naiyo was able to find it in the first place. Another spike shook the cavern and he sprinted ahead. Naiyo's energy was about half as strong as he had felt it before and she was fading fast. He followed her scent through various turns and corridors not even bothering to map his way through. Whatever this place was, it was huge! A light up ahead told him that he was on the right path and he ran at full speed. He entered a warm area and he stopped at the entrance to gauge the situation. A cracking fire in a rock pit cast a warm glow on the smooth walls of the domed cave. It was easily the size of a large, wall-less house. Various trunks and treasures looked strategically placed and the cave looked welcoming, almost homey. But Hiei did not have time to admire his surroundings. Near the center of the cave not far from the fire pit was a pallet area of animal pelts and richly colored fabrics. Naiyo had been tossed on the bed and held down by a large bulky demon who seemed to not notice the presence of a seething opponent. Naiyo struggled briefly, but as the demon above her forced his knee between her legs, she stilled and let out and strangled moan. The sound sent shock waves through Hiei's system and he shook on his feet. But Naiyo seemed to immediately snap out of her daze, and a large, final burst of energy blasted the demon airborne hurtling him toward Hiei. Hiei side stepped and watched as the demon hit the stone floor with a sickening crack. Hiei saw his skull smack hard and his eyes rolled briefly but fought to stay conscious. The demon sat up and shook off the fuzziness in his head redirecting his eyes to Naiyo who had managed to get up from the pallet and stand ready to battle. The enemy stood up ready to try again, but Hiei flitted in front of Naiyo blocking the demon's view. Said demon made a confused face, obviously just noticing Hiei for the first time. Having his view of his potential bed mate lost, the demon went into a fit of rage and charged at Hiei. At this point, none of the three demons present were thinking rationally. Instinct had long since taken over and it was down to the survival of the fittest. Hiei reflexively brought out his kitana and slashed through the competition easily. He watched the two halves of the severed body hit the ground making a wet sound as entrails painted the stone. The smell of blood mingled with Naiyo's sent made Hiei tingle with anticipation. He pivoted quickly on his heel and dropped into a crouch pinning Naiyo with his eyes. The rest of the space disappeared and all he could see was her outlined in red. He did not hear his sword clatter to the floor nor did he hear his predatory growl as he jumped and lunged at her. But he did manage to feel the energy charged spinning back kick directed into his chest. He fell back and coughed into his hand ignoring the blood and wiping it on his sleeve. He tried again, flitting toward her again and again only to have the same result. Ten minutes passed and Hiei was getting nowhere. He hit the floor on final time and made his way back to his feet. Naiyo bared her fangs at him and lifted her hand charging a ball of energy in her palm. But suddenly, the blue, lightening spark sputtered in her hand briefly before it went out. She made a face that screamed "WTF?!" and tried again, only this time, her energy sparked weakly between her finger and then died all together. For a moment, she did not understand what had happened, since she was too far gone into her heat she was unable to think clearly to remember that females lose their power at their peak. She was defenseless, she was weakened, and seeing the predatory smile that stretched across Hiei's face she knew one other thing… she was screwed. Before she could react, Hiei flitted toward her running full speed and tackling her to the bed. His fingers dug into her wrists and he pinned them overhead as his claws cut through her flesh. She did not feel her blood seeping into the blanket beneath her. All her frazzled mind could register was that feeling. The need that surged through her with every movement he made against her. He kissed her hard, so hard that their fangs cut into their sealed lips. His tongue pried open her mouth and slipped inside dominantly. Her eyes flashed in determination and Hiei pulled away with a growl after she had bitten down hard. He tasted his blood pouring from his tongue but he did not care. He just squeezed her wrists harder and sank his fangs into her neck. Naiyo turned her head away and released a choked wail of despair as Hiei's energy was instinctively feed into the wound. She was marked. She was his. Both thought the same thing simultaneously, each feeling completely different toward the statements. Hiei clawed at her clothes, tearing them off of her hot body not minding as his claws scratched mercilessly into her skin. The harder she bleed, the more the beast in him raged. Part of him wanted to hurt her, to break her, but all he could focus on was getting inside of her. He began to tear off his own clothes completely ignoring the beating he was getting from the trashing form beneath him. She punched as scratched him with her now free hands as he busied himself with undressing them. He was bleeding as badly as she was, but it wasn't enough. She was angry! She hated him. But most of all, she hated herself for not being able to stop this and she hated herself for not wanting him to stop. The wolf in her was ready; on all fours and presenting herself to him, moving her tail to the side in invitation. But Naiyo was not going to give in to it! She was going to fight it until there was nothing left to fight with. Getting another right cross to the jaw, Hiei was not even able to feel his fatigue and pain as he grabbed her wrists again and held her down as he forced his knee between her legs pressing hard against the slippery wetness he found there. For a moment, Naiyo stopped resisting and her head was tossed back against the pallet. Hiei moaned at her expression, her eyes clenched shut tight and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. With a lustful growl, Hiei struck down and kissed her, his tongue grappling with hers. This time she did not bite. She kissed him back with equal intensity and they both moaned and growled into the kiss. But what was going on below the neck was entirely different. Although Naiyo was kissing Hiei with an intensity that made them both tremble, she was still pushing against him trying to free her arms to hurt him and trying to bring her knees back together to keep him out. Had anyone walked in on this situation, they would see that Naiyo was inarguably being raped, but she seemed to be battle with both her attacker and herself, both resisting and submitting. Hiei pulled away from the kiss and bit into the other side of her neck marking her again for good measure as he wiggled his hips. Her struggling was only making this worse and she managed to actually help him squeeze himself between her thighs. She lifted her knees on either side of him and planted her feet wanting to bow her back and push him off but Hiei did not give her the chance. With a twist of his hips, he plunged inside of her and he released a scream of pleasure that revealed all of his passion and lust. Naiyo gasped and cried out as pain mingled with pleasure and overwhelming shame shook her pierced frame. Both sorrow and relief flooded her and she was unprepared for the feel of it. After years of locking it away, years of ignoring it, it was hear staring her down and she had lost the battle. She was right back where she stared eleven years ago on the horrible night when her father stole what little innocence she had left. She was there again. But this time, he body responded against her will; betraying her. Every thrust he forced into her was met with equal ferocity. She moaned with him, she screamed with him. Part of her stood outside of herself and watched with hatred and disgust and she could not fight with the logic that maybe, just maybe her father had been right. She was just like her mother. She was a weak little whore just like he said. She was all the things she despised and there was no escaping it. As a particularly vicious thrust caused unheard of pleasure to shake her and forced a shameful scream from her raw throat. She trembled as so many unwanted feeling assaulted her and then she allowed darkness to overtake her.
This chapter was kind of hard to write. I wanted the lemon between Hiei and Naiyo to be dramatic and even sad, but I dont think i managed it. But dont be disappointed, I know it was not as graphic as you may have hoped but I may be persuaded to make another lemon for them later, we will just have to see.