Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters. They
belong to someone else.
A/N: I am sorry this took so long, but I do have good reasons! First I had writer's block (curse those things .), then my account got blocked (I have no idea how that happened) and now I am sick, I haven't eaten much for the past two days *sniff* However I managed to write something, aren't I proud ^^
lobsterAHOY: Of course I read your reviews! Reviews mean so much to me ^^ Of course, constructive flaming is always welcome too. By the way, this fic is going to end in one or two chapters, hope you enjoy this chapter! And thanks for your support ^.~
Antoinette Herrera aka poetisa: Thank you for encouragement *sniff* And you're right the reason I started writing here was to get better ^^ Your plot idea is great and I used it here ^_^ Tell me if I made any errors so I can become better o^.^o. Thank you again!
Warning: This chapter has some language and graphic scene, but only a tiny teeny bit (the graphic scene).
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When Yuusuke was rudely awakened, his first instinct was to scream at Keiko to turn off the damn alarm clock. His complaint was stopped short as he noticed *wet* hair clinging to his forehead. Yuusuke managed to stop himself after the first few curses and check out his surroundings; trying his best to ignore the water sliding down his face at the same time.
His breathing stopped when he took in the condition Kurama was in. Unconscious and battered, Kurama looked ready to break; his skin displayed an unnatural purplish color, definitely from heavy beating Yuusuke concluded. Deep crimson blood covered several body parts and stained his torn clothing.
"Enjoying the view?" Karasu's voice sounded from somewhere in the background.
Yuusuke bit back a yelp of surprise, instead he turned towards the source of sound and glared hard.
"Now, now. There's no need to be like this, is there?" Karasu walked out of the shadows with his arms loosely crossed and a smirk on his lips. He stared at Yuusuke like a hunter stalking its prey.
"You FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! What the HELL did you do to Kurama??" Yuusuke screamed at Karasu in a hateful voice.
"Oh, not much. I just had a bit of fun with him like you did. After all, I didn't want to miss out." Karasu replied coldly.
"You're wrong. I know I have done some bad things in the past and hurt Kurama deeply -for which I'm very sorry- but I have never hurt him as much as you did." Yuusuke calmed down and turned serious.
"Are you sure? If my memory is working well, and I assure you it is, you were always drunk or almost drunk when you were with Kurama. Kurama here made sure to cover his bruises so I don't think you've ever taken a good look at your damages to him. Why don't I do you a favor and show you huh?" Karasu leaned against the wall and pressed another button, his eyes never leaving Yuusuke.
A screen scrolled down and lit up automatically showing two forms.
[Yuusuke panted heavily and collapsed against Kurama. Their skin contrasted in the moonlight and the room was filled with a stench of alcohol and sex. Kurama breathed hard but did not go to sleep, instead he flipped Yuusuke over and walked towards the washroom. The mirror in the washroom revealed a tired kitsune. Dark bags rested heavily under his eyes; the shine was gone from his red hair; his body was covered in nail marks, green-purple marks among other signs of physical abuse. Sighing, Kurama cleaned himself up.]
The tape ended there but Yuusuke didn't seem to notice. Karasu was right, he was always drunk and never took a good look at Kurama's bruises, he was no better than Karasu.
"Well? No comments?" Karasu returned to his taunting.
"Maybe I am no better than you but Kurama deserves a chance at happiness. I will kick your sorry ass and let Kurama lead a normal life!" Yuusuke turned to glare again at Karasu.
"No. Take a look at you, I don't think you'll be going anywhere soon. I will have my fun. Let me tell you something, Yuusuke. Despite all the suffering you have put Kurama through, he still loves you -baffling isn't it- and I can't have that. My theory is that his spirit would be crushed if anything would happen to you. We shall soon find out to what extend Kurama would go for his love are you ready?" Karasu's smirk grew.
"FUCK YOU!!" Yuusuke's scowl deepened.
"I'd rather not." Karasu paid no more heed to Yuusuke as he turned his attention to Kurama.
The first thing Kurama registered as he slowly woke up was the unbearable pain. Rolling his eyes Kurama wondered what else was new until he saw Karasu waving at him from across a glass wall. What shocked him the most was the form of an enraged Yuusuke tied up behind Karasu.
As Kurama tried to convince himself that it was just some crazed up nightmare, Karasu already moved on and was currently lashing Yuusuke with the rose whip. Yuusuke's grunts and yelps were amplified by the speakers making Kurama feel as if the whip landed on himself.
"No, Karasu, stop." Kurama begged after the first 10 minutes.
"It's quite easy Kurama, all you have to do is say 'I obey you, master' and do whatever I want." Karasu stopped and turned to look at Kurama.
Kurama's mind took two sides. One told him to drop everything and save Yuusuke and the other told him to never surrender. While this was going on, Yuusuke managed to send some words through.
"Kurama don't -groan- do what he says. I'll -scream- be allright. And I'm sorry -yelp- for what I did to you." Yuusuke managed to finish before letting out a blood curling scream. Karasu was growing impatient, it was only a matter of time when Yuusuke would be beaten to death (A/N: I realize Yuusuke doesn't die so easily but hey it's fanfic right? ^^''').
Kurama winced and soon one of sides took control and he slumped in defeat.
"I obey you, master." Kurama whispered in a monotone.
Everything stopped and the silence took hold. Karasu forgot his torturing and was filled with anticipation; Yuusuke forgot his pain and was filled with utter horror. Both wondered the same thing: Did he...?
"I obey you, master." Kurama said in a louder voice. Karasu smiled and stepped through the door separating the two rooms.
"You will do whatever I say won't you?" Karasu asked, his smile turning into a smirk once again.
Kurama managed a nod.
"Then you wouldn't mind growing some Shimanekisou seeds into this little girl's body?" Karasu smiled darkly. With a short command, a girl of about 7 years old dropped from a trap door overhead. Her big black eyes were filled with unshed tears. She looked from Karasu to Kurama begging silently to be let go. Kurama stared and gulped. How could he ever do this? But if he didn't then Yuusuke would...
"You have one minute to decide Kurama, her or Yuusuke." Karasu watched with intense enjoyment.
***** Cliffhanger! ^.^V What will Kurama do? By the way, don't forget to review!
A/N: I am sorry this took so long, but I do have good reasons! First I had writer's block (curse those things .), then my account got blocked (I have no idea how that happened) and now I am sick, I haven't eaten much for the past two days *sniff* However I managed to write something, aren't I proud ^^
lobsterAHOY: Of course I read your reviews! Reviews mean so much to me ^^ Of course, constructive flaming is always welcome too. By the way, this fic is going to end in one or two chapters, hope you enjoy this chapter! And thanks for your support ^.~
Antoinette Herrera aka poetisa: Thank you for encouragement *sniff* And you're right the reason I started writing here was to get better ^^ Your plot idea is great and I used it here ^_^ Tell me if I made any errors so I can become better o^.^o. Thank you again!
Warning: This chapter has some language and graphic scene, but only a tiny teeny bit (the graphic scene).
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When Yuusuke was rudely awakened, his first instinct was to scream at Keiko to turn off the damn alarm clock. His complaint was stopped short as he noticed *wet* hair clinging to his forehead. Yuusuke managed to stop himself after the first few curses and check out his surroundings; trying his best to ignore the water sliding down his face at the same time.
His breathing stopped when he took in the condition Kurama was in. Unconscious and battered, Kurama looked ready to break; his skin displayed an unnatural purplish color, definitely from heavy beating Yuusuke concluded. Deep crimson blood covered several body parts and stained his torn clothing.
"Enjoying the view?" Karasu's voice sounded from somewhere in the background.
Yuusuke bit back a yelp of surprise, instead he turned towards the source of sound and glared hard.
"Now, now. There's no need to be like this, is there?" Karasu walked out of the shadows with his arms loosely crossed and a smirk on his lips. He stared at Yuusuke like a hunter stalking its prey.
"You FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! What the HELL did you do to Kurama??" Yuusuke screamed at Karasu in a hateful voice.
"Oh, not much. I just had a bit of fun with him like you did. After all, I didn't want to miss out." Karasu replied coldly.
"You're wrong. I know I have done some bad things in the past and hurt Kurama deeply -for which I'm very sorry- but I have never hurt him as much as you did." Yuusuke calmed down and turned serious.
"Are you sure? If my memory is working well, and I assure you it is, you were always drunk or almost drunk when you were with Kurama. Kurama here made sure to cover his bruises so I don't think you've ever taken a good look at your damages to him. Why don't I do you a favor and show you huh?" Karasu leaned against the wall and pressed another button, his eyes never leaving Yuusuke.
A screen scrolled down and lit up automatically showing two forms.
[Yuusuke panted heavily and collapsed against Kurama. Their skin contrasted in the moonlight and the room was filled with a stench of alcohol and sex. Kurama breathed hard but did not go to sleep, instead he flipped Yuusuke over and walked towards the washroom. The mirror in the washroom revealed a tired kitsune. Dark bags rested heavily under his eyes; the shine was gone from his red hair; his body was covered in nail marks, green-purple marks among other signs of physical abuse. Sighing, Kurama cleaned himself up.]
The tape ended there but Yuusuke didn't seem to notice. Karasu was right, he was always drunk and never took a good look at Kurama's bruises, he was no better than Karasu.
"Well? No comments?" Karasu returned to his taunting.
"Maybe I am no better than you but Kurama deserves a chance at happiness. I will kick your sorry ass and let Kurama lead a normal life!" Yuusuke turned to glare again at Karasu.
"No. Take a look at you, I don't think you'll be going anywhere soon. I will have my fun. Let me tell you something, Yuusuke. Despite all the suffering you have put Kurama through, he still loves you -baffling isn't it- and I can't have that. My theory is that his spirit would be crushed if anything would happen to you. We shall soon find out to what extend Kurama would go for his love are you ready?" Karasu's smirk grew.
"FUCK YOU!!" Yuusuke's scowl deepened.
"I'd rather not." Karasu paid no more heed to Yuusuke as he turned his attention to Kurama.
The first thing Kurama registered as he slowly woke up was the unbearable pain. Rolling his eyes Kurama wondered what else was new until he saw Karasu waving at him from across a glass wall. What shocked him the most was the form of an enraged Yuusuke tied up behind Karasu.
As Kurama tried to convince himself that it was just some crazed up nightmare, Karasu already moved on and was currently lashing Yuusuke with the rose whip. Yuusuke's grunts and yelps were amplified by the speakers making Kurama feel as if the whip landed on himself.
"No, Karasu, stop." Kurama begged after the first 10 minutes.
"It's quite easy Kurama, all you have to do is say 'I obey you, master' and do whatever I want." Karasu stopped and turned to look at Kurama.
Kurama's mind took two sides. One told him to drop everything and save Yuusuke and the other told him to never surrender. While this was going on, Yuusuke managed to send some words through.
"Kurama don't -groan- do what he says. I'll -scream- be allright. And I'm sorry -yelp- for what I did to you." Yuusuke managed to finish before letting out a blood curling scream. Karasu was growing impatient, it was only a matter of time when Yuusuke would be beaten to death (A/N: I realize Yuusuke doesn't die so easily but hey it's fanfic right? ^^''').
Kurama winced and soon one of sides took control and he slumped in defeat.
"I obey you, master." Kurama whispered in a monotone.
Everything stopped and the silence took hold. Karasu forgot his torturing and was filled with anticipation; Yuusuke forgot his pain and was filled with utter horror. Both wondered the same thing: Did he...?
"I obey you, master." Kurama said in a louder voice. Karasu smiled and stepped through the door separating the two rooms.
"You will do whatever I say won't you?" Karasu asked, his smile turning into a smirk once again.
Kurama managed a nod.
"Then you wouldn't mind growing some Shimanekisou seeds into this little girl's body?" Karasu smiled darkly. With a short command, a girl of about 7 years old dropped from a trap door overhead. Her big black eyes were filled with unshed tears. She looked from Karasu to Kurama begging silently to be let go. Kurama stared and gulped. How could he ever do this? But if he didn't then Yuusuke would...
"You have one minute to decide Kurama, her or Yuusuke." Karasu watched with intense enjoyment.
***** Cliffhanger! ^.^V What will Kurama do? By the way, don't forget to review!