Sorry I didn't post yesterday! I am once again left without internet at my house…mooching off my mom's office right now. But anywho, here's this chapter. The big revelation comes up in the next one ;) Annnndddd…not that you guys want to hear this…I'm leaving for school tomorrow. This means I may not be able to post because there are like ten million loopholes one must jump through to get internet at my school. So hopefully the next chapter will be up tomorrow, if not then, hopefully Sunday hahaha.

Thanks to everyone who's reviewed or read and enjoyed this story =]

I still (hardy har har…who would've guessed?) don't own YYH.

Enjoy!

Finding the Demon

Kuwabara and Yusuke returned to their women before afternoon turned to night. Hiei and Sagaku retired early with Nenriki once more. Dayne was left standing awkwardly, staring at Kurama. He stared back, standing his ground. If he hadn't been so passionate on other occasions, Dayne would have thought that he didn't have any feelings for her one way or another. He was just staring at her, like they were two almost-strangers trying to find conversation.

"Please excuse me." Dayne muttered, and then slipped by him. She didn't want to try to crack the great mysteries of him and his hidden intents. Not right now when her mind was so busy with Jonathan.

"Dayne," he caught her arm in his calloused hand, "Why are you angry with me this time?" He sounded puzzled. Dayne almost snorted.

"Angry? I'm not angry!" And she wasn't lying. She wasn't angry at all. What had given him that idea?

"Why are you running off, then?" Kurama turned her to face him.

"Because I have enough to figure out right now. Trying to figure you out would just break me." She answered honestly. She didn't know when her mask had cracked, but she felt like it had been ages since she blew off questions with polite phrases.

"What are you trying to figure out?" He asked, tugging her towards the couch. He sat, his hold still on her arm. She didn't settle on the cushions though, instead kneeling on the floor in front of him. His eyes narrowed, although not in anger. Did she ever think about what her body language was saying? Apparently not, because she was looking him straight in the eye…in order to do that from her position she had to have her neck tilted back. He was going to have to explain these things to her sooner or later.

"Why you act like I'm just a person, sometimes, and other times you're tricking me into kissing you." She was still being bluntly honest, her hands on his knees as she explained. "I don't understand why Sagaku told me you transformed into a full demon over Jonathan getting caught in a dream with me, I don't understand why you let me fall asleep on you when you were just going to act like nothing happened, and I really don't understand why you make me tell you everything. You haven't told me anything, yet. Not really."

If Kurama had been any other male in the same position, he wouldn't have listened to what she was saying. As it was, despite his urges to read into her position and tune out her words, he did listen. It just took him a moment or two to fully register what was said.

"Dayne, if I acted like a demon with you, as I have accidentally let slip on several occasions, I would scare you off. I was terrified when you got caught in the dream with Jonathan because I knew he was hurting you. I was angry. I slept with you because I wanted to be close to you." He didn't really have an excuse for not being as open with her as she was with him. It was just his nature.

"You've already acted like a demon around me. It didn't scare me off then, why would it scare me off now?" Dayne pointed out logically.

"Onna, they won't appreciate you eavesdropping." Hiei pointed out from where he was stretched out on the bed.

"Why would I want to miss out on the most politely-worded, logical, insult-lacking argument ever?" Sagaku questioned her mate, keeping her hear pressed to the door.

"I can think of a few reasons." His warm breath tickled down her throat. She hadn't even heard him get off the bed.

"Well, when you put it that way," she turned into his arms, his warmth enveloping her.

"It just would." Kurama hoped she would accept this as an answer, knowing he would have no chance in explaining how much more fast-paced thing such as lust were in the Makai. Demons were quick and eager to give as much as they could take.

"Prove it." Dayne offered, her blue eyes boring into his. He swallowed, knowing he couldn't prove it to her, not if he planned on stopping before it went too far. And he was not going to prove it in the middle of Hiei's and Sagaku's living room. It wouldn't be proper at all.

When Kurama said nothing and did nothing aside from narrowing his eyes even further, Dayne took matters into her own hand. Drowning the buzzing feeling in her head that was trying to lock everything down in a reasonable and logical way, she pushed herself up, slipping over his knees. She blushed, knowing she wasn't experienced at all. He had been clearly in charge every time they kissed. But she was going to try, anyways.

"Dayne," Kurama attempted to warn her. It was too late. Her lips crashed against his, her softness turning into force. Her long, slender fingers were tangled in his hair, brushing by the rose as she tightened her grip. For a brief second he had time to wonder if their kisses would always be like this, but then she shifted, and what she shifted against would affect any male, demon or human. And he was both. With a gasp, Kurama pushed her down on the couch, hovering over her, his legs tangled beneath hers still.

"This is dangerous." He told her.

"You're afraid of being a demon." She told him, her cheeks rosy and her eyes hazy. He hated how she always looked so pleasured after their kisses. It was distracting.

"I am not." He hissed.

"Kiss me, then, and stop pretending you're thinking about me when you pull back. You're afraid you'll pass the turning point. You won't." She sounded way too confident, and her hands were tugging him back down to her. His lips were moving against hers again, and he came to the conclusion she had way too much confidence in his ability to control himself. Maybe that's what he got for always acting like he was in control.

Kurama did manage to control himself that night. The two of them fell asleep completely tangled on the floor.

"Are you making a habit of this, fox?" Hiei's critical voice woke them up the next morning. Dayne burned bright red, burying her face under her hands. Kurama blushed as well but began to sit up, accidentally shoving Dayne a little to the side.

"We're certainly not trying to make a habit of it." Kurama answered, running a hand through his long, tangled locks.

"Hn." Hiei intoned, turning on heel to go sit on the window sill. Kurama turned to say something to Dayne, but she was already sucked up in a waking dream.

Jonathan pointed at his watch, looking up with his storming eyes to smile in Dayne's face.

"Now." He grinned. "I hope you're expecting us." Demons were forming out of the nothingness behind him. Lots and lots of demons.

"Now!" Dayne gasped the second she was aware of the real world around her.

"What's wrong?" Kurama's hand reached for her face, cupping her cheek.

"Lots of demons. Jonathan has a ton of them." Dayne blinked rapidly, trying to clear the image from her head. Hiei grunted in surprise from the window.

"When are they going to get here?" Kurama asked, his thumb rubbing almost roughly against her cheek.

"I don't know when they're going to get here, but they're leaving wherever they are RIGHT now." Dayne stressed, standing up and rushing to the bathroom to change into clean clothes. She didn't feel like she'd be brave, facing demons in pink and blue striped pajamas.

When Dayne exited the bathroom, brushing her hair haphazardly and tying it up in a quick knot, Kurama, Sagaku, and Hiei were arguing in the living room. Nenriki was, as per usual, bouncing on the floor and giggling happy.

"What's happening?" Dayne asked. Her voice wasn't trembling, although her hands were. All things considered, she was surprisingly calm. Whatever was going to happen was getting ready to happen now. At least she could stop worrying.

"You need to stay here with Nenriki." Kurama turned to her, his green eyes as hard as the gem they resembled.

"Excuse me?" Dayne snapped, her mouth hardening in a straight line. She wasn't going to frown, but it took a lot of self-restraint.

"They want you to stay here because they think you'll get in the way." Sagaku snapped, angry at her mate and foxy friend. Dayne's eyes were narrowing to hard angles.

"It's my fight." She growled at Kurama. She knew who really wanted her out of the way. Hiei couldn't care less, either way, he was just agreeing with Kurama because the fox wanted him to.

"Dayne," Kurama tried not to plead, to just speak calmly, "you know you won't be able to fight against demons."

"It doesn't matter. It's my fight." The girl said stubbornly. "You're not leaving me here." Her voice was reaching higher pitches. Kurama winced, not sure if she was getting angry or upset. Either way, he didn't want her to react like this. He didn't want her at the fight, though, not where she was going to get hurt and probably die. A human wouldn't last in that situation, not without powers like Kuwabara's.

Dayne turned away from Kurama, knowing she wouldn't convince him of her right to fight. Instead, she walked to the door. She opened it and made it halfway down the hallway before Kurama was in front of her, growling deep in his throat.

"You're not going to fight." He commanded.

Dayne stepped around him, keeping her face as blank as she could. She didn't know where the fight was going to be, but she had a pretty good feeling she had an idea where it would take place. Her house wouldn't hold up with so many demons in it, of that she was sure. Maybe it was time for her to move on anyways. But no matter what, she was going to be at the fight. It wouldn't have affected her so greatly if she wasn't supposed to affect it at all.

"Dayne, listen to me!" Kurama demanded, his voice beginning to change. She ignored him. It hurt, but it was right. She had to be at the fight, and he was going to try to hold her back. He should just be protecting her, fighting alongside her, not holding her back.

Kurama watched Dayne slip out the stairwell, and with an angry snarl he turned back to face Sagaku and Hiei.

"Yusuke and Kuwabara will be here in a few minutes. We'll leave then." Sagaku told him, her dark eyes searching his changing eyes. When he was getting along with Dayne, the two of them were so perfect. Now, she had to wonder if the fox even knew what he was getting into. Maybe Dayne hadn't seen where the fight was going to be, but they all knew where Jonathan was headed. He wasn't from Japan…where else did he know but her house?