Disclaimer: Once upon a time there was a young writer, and she was working on a fanfiction for Yu Yu Hakusho. Sadly for the girl the characters and places in YYH did not belong to her. She cried a little, but then got over it and finished the disclaimer. The End.

What Exactly are Your Intentions?

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Last Time:

"Don't cry, dear," a deep voice drawled. Enyo opened one eye and then the next. Standing at the foot of her bed was a man. His hair was long, sweeping the floor in the color of twilight skies, and he had eyes like black spirals. Petite cat ears with a fringe of fur on top twitched towards her, and he smiled.

Enyo sat up instantly, and glared at her visitor. "Who are…" She squinted as if that would help her place the familiar face.

He chuckled. "You call me Eris," he said smoothly.

Enyo's eyes went wide. "She was right," she whispered. He gave her a strange look, but she didn't elaborate, and so he let it go. "Why are you in my bedroom?" she asked suddenly.

Eris swept her up in his arms like a child, with the utmost of care, and said, "I need your help."

"Uh no," Enyo said, and wiggled free.

He looked somewhat put out, but let her go. "Why will you not help me? Have I offered you any harm?" He took a step closer to Enyo, trying desperately to look into her eyes.

"Because you are killing people." He looked at the floor, and sat down on the bed.

"We all must do things we do not like to survive." This time when he looked at her she let him gaze into her eyes. He began talking, everything so sweet, so pleasant, but they sounded so far away. "You are special, Enyo. So beautiful. You don't want me to die do you? You could come with me. So beautiful." She was nodding her head, eyelids so heavy. She only distantly felt the brush of his lips against hers, before sliding into oblivion.

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Aside:

Botan: Botan here! *victory sign*

Themis: Yea! Me too!

Botan: We're sorry to interrupt, but it's time for an announcement from our sponsors!

Themis: You're not sorry! *mutters* What sponsors?

Botan: This fanfiction is brought to you by the twisted minds of AshleyInc. When you want a fanfiction done right, go to AshleyInc.! *victory sign*

Themis: THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS ASHLEYINC.!

Botan: *hops on oar and does loop-de-loops*

Themis: Note to self…Decaf for Botan from now on…

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They had barely gotten a block away from the house, Themis was scanning the area nervously for any sign that Enyo had followed, ready to jump out and say 'just kidding!' when Kuwabara froze.

"I sense somethin' bad," he said, slowly turning back the way they had come.

Yusuke paused. "Yea me too." Everyone was watching them.

"The house," they agreed, and soon the whole troop was barreling back towards the house. Kurama and Hiei entered first, and after a quick glance around they burst into Enyo's bedroom.

Kurama recognized the figure immediately. "Kano, let her go!" he shouted. Kano was bent over Enyo, lips and tongue delicately working at her mouth. She hung limp in his arms. At the sound of his name he released Enyo's lips and grinned.

"Youko, or is it Kurama these days?" he purred.

"Release her," this from Hiei, whose voice had sunk into his chest and come growling out of his throat.

"You must be Hiei," Kano sneered. "I would have thought you'd be taller."

"Enough words, Kano," Kurama snarled. "Let her go, or we fight now."

Kano picked her up in his arms, and laid her out on the bed tenderly. "She is very tasty, you know, such sweet lips," he admitted, casting a sideways glance at both demons.

Hiei unsheathed his katana. Kurama pulled a rose from his hair, and with a flick of his wrist it became a thorny whip. Kano chuckled. He held up his hands in surrender. "Very well." He dissolved into his cat form, and in a flurry of claw and tooth he tore past them and out the door. Hiei turned to pursue, but Kurama caught his arm.

"You do not want to fight him on his own terms. He is leading us." Hiei looked unhappy, but did not continue the chase when Kurama let him go.

Themis entered a moment later. "Eris just escaped, Yusuke and Kuwabara are chasing him." Kurama shook his head.

"Hiei look over her while I go stop them." Kurama left at a run.

"What happened?" Themis cried, jumping on the bed and checking her sister's pulse. It was steady, but her skin was cool. Themis began to pull Enyo's head into her lap, when she saw the scratches. There were three of them, small, not even deep enough to bleed, but the skin around them was hot and swollen.

Hiei stepped forward. "Let me look."

Themis didn't hesitate, she merely tilted Enyo's head to the side and showed him. He reached his fingers out to the wound, and they had barely brushed it before he yanked his hand back, hissing. "What kind of poison is this?" he muttered.

"Poison?" He looked up to see Themis' eyes were filling with tears. She closed her eyes and shook her head. "This is your fault," she began to whisper, and each time she repeated it her words held more heat, more power. "Your fault, your fault!" until she was screaming. "If you hadn't been such a jerk she would have been with us tonight. She would have been safe. You don't know, you don't know how bad you hurt her. You don't care!"

Botan entered the room at the shouting, and wrapped an arm around Themis, shoving Hiei away. "You should come out here and calm down."

"He doesn't know. What they did…" she was choking, stumbling over her words, fighting to speak through sobs. "If she dies…kill him…if she…" Botan gently lead her from the room, giving Hiei a less-than-friendly glare. When they were gone he leaned over Enyo again. She was beginning to sweat, though her skin was still cool, and it plastered all that beautiful brown hair to her face.

"Open your eyes," he muttered. "You're not dying. You're too stubborn." He made a move as it to lift her eyelids.

"Don't touch her, Hiei. That poison is deadly to demons." Hiei shoved his hands deep into his pockets, ignoring the way his right fingertips stung where he had brushed the wound.

"What is it doing to her?"

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Aside:

Hiei: *grumbles* There was almost fighting.

Yusuke: Yeah. I think there should be more fighting.

*glare at each other*

Hiei: Hn…

Yusuke: Want to fight?

Botan: *bounces on the scene* Hi guys!!

Yusuke: Botan, we are kinda busy here

Botan: Actually that's why I'm here.

Hiei? You want to fight?

Botan: *nods* ^_^

Yusuke: Well this should be interesting…

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"It will make her loose consciousness for a little while, but the paralysis will last longer, maybe a day." He motioned to her sweat-covered body. Her clothes were beginning to cling, and her face was twisted in discomfort. "She is sweating out the poison now. If you touch her it will get on you, so be careful."

"Where's Yusuke and the baka?"

Kurama stiffened. "Let us leave her here to rest. We can do nothing for her until her body expels the poison." They slipped out into the hall, closing the door as quietly as possible behind them.

"You didn't answer me," Hiei said.

"Come and see," Kurama said cryptically, and Hiei followed him into the living room.

Themis was nowhere to be seen, but the sight before them was enough to push that fact to the back of Hiei's mind. Yusuke lay writhing on the floor, groaning painfully, body already drenched in sweat. His right cheek was bright red, and swollen, and just barely visible were the cat scratches. Kurama walked into the room.

"You must restrain him," he said urgently. "If you cannot subdue him, it will only make things worse, and the paralysis that follows could be permanent!" Kuwabara leaned over him, rubber gloves on his hands, trying desperately to keep Yusuke still. A sudden jerk, and Yusuke's arm broke free. He grabbed Kurama around the wrist, eyes wide and wild, and then his whole body went slack.

Kuwabara and the others moved Yusuke into the guest bedroom, leaving only Hiei and Kurama in the living room. Kurama's eyes were closed, and he was trembling terribly. Hiei saw the way his wrist was swelling. "Kurama!" he shouted.

"Don't touch me," Kurama moaned, and toppled to the ground.

Hiei was suddenly at his side, leaning over him. "Baka kitsune," he said fondly. "Is there anything we can do?"

"Yes," Kurama half chuckled, half moaned. "But I'm not sure anyone's going to like it."

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Me: *sweatdrop* Okay…so Botan, Yusuke, and Hiei have been in the other room battling it out for a while now. I'm getting a little worried.

Kurama: Yes…I'm a little concerned for Yusuke and Hiei myself.

Me: You mean…?

Kurama: Didn't you know? Botan was the champion fighter at the G.R. Academy (guess what the GR stands for…if you get it right you get a cookie!!) for all six years of school there.

Me: Maybe we should go break it up…

Kurama: *waves hand* Let the children play.

Me: *sweatdrop* If you say so…

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