OKAY!!! I'VE HAD IT!! YOU PEOPLE WIN!!! Ever since I put the question up about yaoi it seems like people have not been reading this.

BUT!! THERE IS HOPE FOR ME YET!!!

I have decided that there will be no yaoi (just hints of it from Karasu . . . we all know how he is) in THIS version of TCE.

BUT!!

I WILL post an alternate ending for all of you yaoi-lovers out there. Unless I get reviews begging me not to. Anyway, please! Read and review!

AND FINALLY!!

Here is the long-awaited (I think. . . . ) seventh chapter to Time Changes Everything. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho

Nagem: Hee hee, here it is! Finally! I have been LONGING to write this! For a very long time!

Hiei: "Longing to write this for a very long time?" That makes no sense, baka.

Nagem: Okay, so it doesn't. Who cares??

Kurama: Someone save me. *Covers his eyes* I can't watch.

"I . . . think . . . the Shrimp . . . has finally . . . lost his mind . . . Urameshi," Kuwabara panted as Hiei lead him and Yusuke through another very large forest. The two could not see the demon, but were following a very strong energy signal coming from him.
"I have to agree," Yusuke said, having not lost his breath yet. "Charging Karasu and demanding Kurama's safe return is NOT the smartest thing we've ever done." Their attention was suddenly caught by the energy signal Hiei threw out. It had stopped moving, and was even, at a very slow pace, coming back to them.
"What's he playing at?" Kuwabara said, coming to a stop. "Why is he turning around?" Yusuke stopped as well and turned when he realized that Kuwabara wasn't coming.
"I don't know," Yusuke said, feeling as the energy signal came even closer, and listened as they both heard a rustling of tree branches. "Hiei? What's going on?"
"This had better not be some sort of trick!" Kuwabara yelled. Hiei, unfortunately, heard him. He landed in a tree above the tall orange-haired boy and had a hard time resisting the urge to throw his katana down to see how fast Kuwabara could jump . . . if he could get out of the way in time.
"Do you think I would bother playing a trick in a situation like this?" The other two jumped and found Hiei in his perch.
"So . . . is there any reason you're turning around, Hiei?" Yusuke asked as Kuwabara remembered how to breathe again.
"I just wanted to know if you two are ready for this," Hiei said. "You know how dangerous this can be. Karasu's strong, and even though he has no minions to speak of, he has his bombs. Landmimes, and you all remember the invisible ones."
"We remember," Kuwabara said with a shudder.
"Yeah, and we're ready. Anything for a teammate," Yusuke said. "Hey, why do you even care, anyway?"
"Because if I let you go in unprepared and you got killed, Kurama would never forgive me," Hiei said. "He'd give me this crap about how I shouldn't have gotten you two killed when he could have easily saved himself."
"Can he?" Kuwabara asked, looking hopeful. Yusuke hit him on the head, while Hiei glared at him and fingered his katana. Yusuke saw this and decided to take action.
"He probably can, but we're gonna help anyway," he said. "So let's get going. How far is it, Hiei?"
"About half a mile to where the landmimes start," Hiei said. "And then I disabled the landmimes in a straight line for about two miles." Yusuke and Kuwabara shook their heads at their friend's speed and began to run again.
"All right!" Kuwabara yelled. "Time to kick some butt!!"
"This is gonna be fun!"
"Hang on, Kurama. We're coming."

Kurama gasped for breath. He had had yet another dream of being blown up. He all too vividly remembered the pain in his shoulder, his body when Karasu had launched his attack. He looked around. He was still on the feather bed. (Odd, odd, odd) Kurama thought. (All too odd) This time, though, he was in chains, and unable to sit up. So there he lay, eagle- spread on the bed. He suddenly remembered that sometimes a person was put in chains so that their captor could. . . .
"Are you awake yet, fox?" The cool voice came from the doorway, and if Kurama could have jumped, he would have.
"Hai," Kurama said bitterly. He wished he could transform into Youko, or do anything to keep the raven-haired demon away from him. Even so, at this point in time, he felt it would be better for him to play along for a while.
"All right then," Karasu said, walking over and sitting on a corner of the bed. Kurama bristled slightly, but let the demon do as he wished-for now. "Before we start, was there something you wanted to ask me about?" Kurama didn't know what he was talking about, but the memory popped into his mind, and he nodded.
"What do you want with me?" Stupid question, yes, but still, he should play the poor-captive, I'm-so-innocent part. Karasu smiled.
"Yes, I thought you might ask that," he said. "But the answer is simple, Kurama. You caused me pain . . . and I don't like pain." Kurama grimaced, muffling a small "eep". "And we all know that you should have died when you sicked your little blood-sucking plant on me . . . so I'm just going to finish the job it should have done, Kurama." (Okay then, I'm just slightly screwed, so to speak,) Kurama thought. (A/N: I know thats a little un-Kurama-ish, but work with me here okay?)
"There's no other choices?" Kurama decided he would test his luck.
"One . . . " Karasu said. "But I'm not sure that you would like it." Kurama didn't stop to wonder if Karasu was right or not.
"What is it?" he asked.
"You," Karasu pointed a finger at Kurama to emphasize who the "you" was. "Become mine. Forever." Kurama didn't have to think about the answer to that one.
"No!!" Kurama yelled. "I would never!!" When Karasu (even though Kurama couldn't see it) frowned, Kurama growled at the raven-haired demon. "And . . . get . . . away from me." With each syllable, Kurama tugged and fought against his restraints.
"Then there's no other way, I'm afraid," Karasu said. He gently laid a hand on Kurama's shoulder. Kurama winced. The fabric, muscle, and skin tore as Karasu unleashed his attack. Kurama screamed. Karasu moved his hand to Kurama's knee. Kurama screamed again. Then to Kurama's stomach. The fox was unsure how much more of this he could take.
"I won't give in," he informed his captor. The hand moved again. And yet, never once did it come near Kurama's face. "I won't." It was his leg this time. "Ever." And then his thigh. "Become." Now it was his waist, moving upward over his stomach. "Yours." The hand was right above his heart. "Karasu."
"Scream, Kurama."

Ya know, I could end it here. I think I will. But I'm working on the next chapter already. I promise. Yeah, I know, we all hate cliffies, and this is to the people who leave them for ME!! AHAHAHAHAHH!!!

Okay then! Tell me how you liked it!! Bye! ^___^