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A/N: This is just an idea I had. I may change up some things later on, but Kurama will mostly be like he is described in this story. Flames are accepted! If you have any suggestions, please feel free to tell me.
Kurama's POV~~~
The scent of fear was high and it was growing stronger with each passing breath as I cornered the weak human. She was injured. There was no way she could escape. With the charms of my demon form, I could easily control her mind but the thrill of hunting and cornering something weak and inept was more of the goal of tonight's hunt. The look in her eyes was incredible. The helplessness . . .the fear . . .
"Please, don't hurt me," she begged me. "What did I do to you?"
"You're existing," Hiei remarked, providing the verbal actions. "You're human and as anyone knows, humans are the lowest creatures apart from plants."
"Plants are useful," I said, reminding him that part of my expertise was Botany.
"Yeah, okay then. Humans are the lowest," Hiei corrected.
"I'm sorry," the girl whispered, obviously not understanding the meaning of the phrase. She bowed her head, clutching her sprained ankle.
I lifted her chin and looked into her hazel eyes. The fear was gone and replaced by a look of defeat. It wasn't as wonderful as the look of fear. I wanted the fear. I stood and glanced at Hiei. "You took all the fun out of it," I said disapprovingly. "She isn't afraid anymore. I haven't any interest left in her." I waved my hand at her. "Do as you wish to her."
He gave me a smirk. "You're too generous. I told you that you've become too picky and soft."
I smiled at him. "Say what you wish but if you must know, I have a certain taste and style as to what I want done. You only take pleasure in the kill. I, on the other hand, prefer to play a little game of cat and mouse."
He shrugged and turned the sheath of his katana around on his waist to have it within reach and pulled the silver blade out it. He held it casually as if it were a mere flower or a child's toy—technically, to him; it was indeed a toy to torture with. He stood above the human child. "You can call me Hiei. I'll be your prosecutor tonight. Any last words? He asked.
I shook my head in amusement. Even if the last words of a victim were to be honored, Hiei went by his own codes. The last words of a victim were only something to mock.
"Please, mister, don't hurt me," she whispered again.
Hiei stroked his chin as if deciding upon it. "Hmmm. No." He held his katana out, allowing the tip to touch her throat. "What do you say, Kurama? Slow and painful or quick and easy?"
"I have said for you to do as you wish."
I watched as he butchered the girl. He had cut a gash into her throat first to drain her of most of the blood and began to carve at her young body.
"What now?" Hiei asked.
"Oh, I don't know. You can decide."
"You know, you shouldn't be picking on little kids." The voice came from the shadows of the alley. It was a male's voice. I could tell by the scent that seeing Hiei and I in demon forms was intimidating to him but that he had no choice but to confront us.
Normal POV~~~
The male stepped out of the shadows and stood with his hands in his pockets. He shook his blonde hair out of his blue eyes and looked at the two demons.
"Who are you to speak?" Hiei asked, positioning his sheath once again from his back to his waist for easy reach.
"I'm a Spirit Detective. The name's Orin and as a Spirit Detective, I have the right to beat both of your faces in," he said, ignoring Hiei's smirk.
"Ooh, look, Kurama, a Spirit Detective all on his own," Hiei cackled. "Reikai chooses pitiful humans for this job." He looked at Orin in disgust. "He doesn't even look decent."
Orin scowled. "I'm not worthless and look at you! You've got eyes all over you and you can't see that I'm going to kick your ass!"
"He's whining like a small child already." Hiei looked at Youko. "Since you let me take the girl, you can have the Spirit Detective."
Youko shrugged and let his ears twitch, a sign that he was amused and pleased at the offer. "I'll try not to have too much fun. I know how much you like challenges."
"Him? Please," Hiei laughed. "He's no more of a challenge than the human girl."
"I was only speaking out of respect."
Hiei raised an eyebrow to question why Youko would 'respect' Orin.
Youko laughed. "I meant that you must respect one who willingly walks into our midst. Most run from us."
Orin tapped his foot in frustration. "You talk too much to be a pretty boy demon," he snapped at Youko.
Youko smiled and bowed in mockery. "You flatter me." He straightened and held up a hand, gesturing for him to come forward. "If it pleases you, you may go first," Youko replied.
"No problem." Orin cracked his knuckles and began to attack him.