Hiei felt the sudden pain run through his system. It wasn't a very pleasant pain, but it wasn't all that painful yet it let Hiei know that something was terribly wrong with Kurama. As much as he was trying to deny it, Kurama was the only person he could ever love as much as he did. Kurama knew everything about the Fire demon. Kurama knew his fears, his memories, and his pleasures. Kurama even allowed the demon to bring forth fantasies that would have turned anyone else away. But he had to forget about Kurama. Kurama was now in the hands of Karasu, and no matter how much he wanted to fight for the fox he knew there was no way he could. Kurama was going to have to get out of this alone.
Kurama felt the blood trickle down his arm and the constant pain that just now began to subside. And this was the first incision into Kurama's demise. However with pain came pleasure, as he had learned before with Hiei. There was always a painful pleasure that was unlike any other, but this wasn't pleasure, this was torture.
"I like a fox that can hold his tongue." Karasu whispered as he pulled the small knife from Kurama's hand. "But I get turned on from the sound of screaming."
Kurama lifted his chin high showing Karasu with out words that he wasn't going to let the vampire get the best of him no matter the torture he was put through. To his demise the demon just smiled. That was how Karasu wanted it.
Yusuke and Kuwabara ran through the streets of Tokyo searching for any sign of Hiei or Kurama. It didn't matter what, but something to give them a lead. At this point they were just running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Yusuke swore under his breath with Kuwabara kept his spirit sense open.
"Uerameshi, what do you plan on doing by just running around here?"
"Don't be stupid Kuwabara. We both know that powerful demons leave a spirit trail. If Karasu has gotten more powerful then we should be able to sense him if we get close."
"No shit Uerameshi! I mean why are we heading towards Kurama's house? Karasu wouldn't be that dumb to stick around the scene."
"Because Kuwabara, Kurama was heading to school that means when he was attacked we can pick up the trail, and if he was captured at home then his mother should at least know something."
"So you plan on barging in on her telling her, by the way your son is a two hundred year old or so demon that ran into your womb and now he has big bad guys from a demon place called Makai after him and we want to know if you have seen anything suspicious?"
Yusuke stopped abruptly. "No you big idiot, I plan on asking if Kurama came home yet because he left school early. Now did you by any chance pick up a scent while you were mumbling?"
"Gees, I'm not a dog ya know! And no I didn't sense anything." Kuwabara crossed his arms and turned on his heels away from Yusuke. "I don't get any respect around here, I'm telling ya. Shorty is always picking on me and getting on my nerves and you telling me to shut up. The only person that..."
"Are you coming?"
"Yeah, wait up!"
Kurama took a deep breath waiting for the next cut. His right leg was now covered in blood along with his chest, and even though his demon power had already begun to take care of the wounds it wasn't working fast enough. Demons were right about one thing; a human body was a fragile thing.
Karasu put the knife away with a smile of sheer happiness. "Six cuts and not a word. Tell me did you hold out this long with Hiei?"
"Does it matter?"
"I just bet he would have loved to have been the first person to make you crack. Or did he already." Karasu moved over to Kurama's side and loosened the chains allowing Kurama to take the full weight of his body, but Karasu mysteriously appeared to catch Kurama as his legs gave out. "Go to the bed, and don't think about escaping."
Kurama didn't say anything but did as told. "Now lay down on your back." Kurama followed the order. Karasu walked around the bed at each post locking the chains, making Kurama once again immobile.
Karasu quickly undressed. His lovely pure black locks falling to his shoulder and down his back. This was the first time that Kurama had seen how well toned the demon was. In all actuality he had only seen Hiei naked. Karasu's body was well defined much like Hiei's...how could Kurama think about Hiei in a time like this!
Hiei stood from the branch that hung just outside of Kurama's room, and peered in. He wasn't there, which meant either Karasu had already gotten his hands on Kurama or Kurama sense him and went after Karasu. Either outcome scared Hiei, but in the back of his mind he knew Karasu already had his trophy. He had been so hard on the Fox. He had played Kurama's emotions like they were toys knowing full well that Kurama would have given anything to be with him. Anything.
Just that thought alone tore into Hiei's heart like a dulled knife. How could he have let Karasu manipulate him like this! How could he let his best friend become the sex slave for another, and not just any but Karasu! But then his mind began to wonder, why was he feeling like this? He didn't love Kurama the same way...but the more he thought about it the more he knew the truth. Kurama meant so much more to him.... so much more.
His mind began to wander even farther, and Hiei began to hate himself, wishing he never survived, wishing beyond all hope that he could some how make all this up to Kurama, but he knew full well he couldn't. Nothing he did or said could change Kurama and how he would feel once he learned the truth. Hiei had given Karasu all the information he needed about Kurama, and that it was he who had led Karasu to Kurama. How was he going to live with himself after this! How could he?
Hiei couldn't live like this; he couldn't live with this knowledge, or his actions. He had hurt the only person who ever loved him, who he ever allowed to love him. That thought alone made up Hiei's mind for him. He would join Kurama in death. Hiei already knew that once Karasu had taken what he wanted from Kurama he would kill him. Karasu was never one to have a trail. And Hiei wanted to do nothing but be with Kurama, forever, and he was going to have to kill himself to do it.
Kurama felt the blood trickle down his arm and the constant pain that just now began to subside. And this was the first incision into Kurama's demise. However with pain came pleasure, as he had learned before with Hiei. There was always a painful pleasure that was unlike any other, but this wasn't pleasure, this was torture.
"I like a fox that can hold his tongue." Karasu whispered as he pulled the small knife from Kurama's hand. "But I get turned on from the sound of screaming."
Kurama lifted his chin high showing Karasu with out words that he wasn't going to let the vampire get the best of him no matter the torture he was put through. To his demise the demon just smiled. That was how Karasu wanted it.
Yusuke and Kuwabara ran through the streets of Tokyo searching for any sign of Hiei or Kurama. It didn't matter what, but something to give them a lead. At this point they were just running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Yusuke swore under his breath with Kuwabara kept his spirit sense open.
"Uerameshi, what do you plan on doing by just running around here?"
"Don't be stupid Kuwabara. We both know that powerful demons leave a spirit trail. If Karasu has gotten more powerful then we should be able to sense him if we get close."
"No shit Uerameshi! I mean why are we heading towards Kurama's house? Karasu wouldn't be that dumb to stick around the scene."
"Because Kuwabara, Kurama was heading to school that means when he was attacked we can pick up the trail, and if he was captured at home then his mother should at least know something."
"So you plan on barging in on her telling her, by the way your son is a two hundred year old or so demon that ran into your womb and now he has big bad guys from a demon place called Makai after him and we want to know if you have seen anything suspicious?"
Yusuke stopped abruptly. "No you big idiot, I plan on asking if Kurama came home yet because he left school early. Now did you by any chance pick up a scent while you were mumbling?"
"Gees, I'm not a dog ya know! And no I didn't sense anything." Kuwabara crossed his arms and turned on his heels away from Yusuke. "I don't get any respect around here, I'm telling ya. Shorty is always picking on me and getting on my nerves and you telling me to shut up. The only person that..."
"Are you coming?"
"Yeah, wait up!"
Kurama took a deep breath waiting for the next cut. His right leg was now covered in blood along with his chest, and even though his demon power had already begun to take care of the wounds it wasn't working fast enough. Demons were right about one thing; a human body was a fragile thing.
Karasu put the knife away with a smile of sheer happiness. "Six cuts and not a word. Tell me did you hold out this long with Hiei?"
"Does it matter?"
"I just bet he would have loved to have been the first person to make you crack. Or did he already." Karasu moved over to Kurama's side and loosened the chains allowing Kurama to take the full weight of his body, but Karasu mysteriously appeared to catch Kurama as his legs gave out. "Go to the bed, and don't think about escaping."
Kurama didn't say anything but did as told. "Now lay down on your back." Kurama followed the order. Karasu walked around the bed at each post locking the chains, making Kurama once again immobile.
Karasu quickly undressed. His lovely pure black locks falling to his shoulder and down his back. This was the first time that Kurama had seen how well toned the demon was. In all actuality he had only seen Hiei naked. Karasu's body was well defined much like Hiei's...how could Kurama think about Hiei in a time like this!
Hiei stood from the branch that hung just outside of Kurama's room, and peered in. He wasn't there, which meant either Karasu had already gotten his hands on Kurama or Kurama sense him and went after Karasu. Either outcome scared Hiei, but in the back of his mind he knew Karasu already had his trophy. He had been so hard on the Fox. He had played Kurama's emotions like they were toys knowing full well that Kurama would have given anything to be with him. Anything.
Just that thought alone tore into Hiei's heart like a dulled knife. How could he have let Karasu manipulate him like this! How could he let his best friend become the sex slave for another, and not just any but Karasu! But then his mind began to wonder, why was he feeling like this? He didn't love Kurama the same way...but the more he thought about it the more he knew the truth. Kurama meant so much more to him.... so much more.
His mind began to wander even farther, and Hiei began to hate himself, wishing he never survived, wishing beyond all hope that he could some how make all this up to Kurama, but he knew full well he couldn't. Nothing he did or said could change Kurama and how he would feel once he learned the truth. Hiei had given Karasu all the information he needed about Kurama, and that it was he who had led Karasu to Kurama. How was he going to live with himself after this! How could he?
Hiei couldn't live like this; he couldn't live with this knowledge, or his actions. He had hurt the only person who ever loved him, who he ever allowed to love him. That thought alone made up Hiei's mind for him. He would join Kurama in death. Hiei already knew that once Karasu had taken what he wanted from Kurama he would kill him. Karasu was never one to have a trail. And Hiei wanted to do nothing but be with Kurama, forever, and he was going to have to kill himself to do it.