The Demon Enchantresses
Chapter Two
"Sorry. This place is kind of like a pit," Yusuke said as he led Yoshiko into his house.
"That's quite all right. I'm used to it," Yoshiko replied.
Having heard voices, Kurama walked out from his room. "Oh, I didn't expect to see you bringing anyone home, Yusuke," he said, slightly shocked.
"Yeah, shove it, Kurama," came the reply.
Kurama disappeared back into his room, but Hiei and Kuwabara came out, also having heard voices.
"Urameshi, looks like you've found yourself a girlfriend! Way to go! I knew you'd get one soon!" Kuwabara said, obviously not realizing his buddy was getting annoyed.
"Shove it, Kuwabara," came the reply to that, too.
"Urameshi, ya know, you don't seem to be very nice now," Kuwabara said, observing, but still not knowing.
"Like I said--"
"Shove it, Kuwabara," Yusuke and Yoshiko said at the same time, and Yoshiko giggled.
Yusuke turned around to look at her and asked, "Did you read my mind again?"
Yoshiko giggled again. "Oh, heavens no! It was obvious that was what you were going to say." She giggled again.
Yusuke smiled at her amusement. Then he turned around, and his face fell into a frown. Kurama was back outside his room and standing, staring, with Kuwabara and Hiei.
"Can I help you guys?" Yusuke asked.
Hiei grunted. "Hmph. Seems like you're happy enough, even without Keiko." It was a cold reply, and struck Yusuke like a strong fist in his stomach.
Yoshiko stopped giggling, and her face was in a frown as well. "Keiko..." she said quietly. Yusuke barely heard her, but it didn't matter, because he was becoming very angry at the three guys standing in front of him.
"Leave Keiko out of this!" came the angry reply from Yusuke after a while. He grabbed Yoshiko's wrist, and pulled her behind him as he took off to his room, pushing through the three obnoxious men.
Yoshiko gave a small gasp as Yusuke basically threw her toward his bed and locked his door behind him. He grunted, still angry, but turned and leaned against the door and apologized.
"Sorry you had to see that," he said.
Yoshiko shrugged. "Don't worry about it. I'm used to fights."
"Okay, if you insist." He walked over and sat on his bed, next to her. "You said earlier that you killed the demon that I saw swallow Keiko..." His voice trailed off, but she knew where he was going with this.
"Yes, and I'm sorry, but no one emerged from his stomach of stone."
Yusuke looked a little confused, so she clarified, "After I destroyed the demon, he turned to stone as all of his um...how should I put this? After all of his..." She tried to think of the words, but they weren't coming to her right then. Yusuke gave a few words, but they weren't what she was looking for. Finally, she got it. "Data, I guess is the best way to put it. After all of his data left him in this golden aura, he turned to stone."
"What happened to the data, then?"
"Well, um...I don't know if I should tell you." Her voice was somewhat weak, but she still spoke with that beautiful, soft, silky voice of hers.
"You can tell me anything. I know! Why don't we make a promise not to lie to each other? Ya know, like you tell me what happened, and I'll tell you. I mean, it's a good way to start a friendship at least, right?" Yusuke hadn't meant to put in at least, but he did and he couldn't take it back.
Yoshiko caught his mistake, too, but she didn't emphasize it. "All right, I promise." She smiled, but it only lasted a moment, and she looked down at the floor as she continued. "Ya know how I said I was not really a demon?" Yusuke nodded, and she continued. "Well, I have certain demon traits, I guess you could call them."
Yusuke looked confused once again. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Well," she said as she turned to face him. "I have a demon trait that allows me to collect an enemy's data when they are destroyed. All of its data comes out of it and into this golden aura, and once all of the data is out of the destroyed creature, it comes to the destroyer and enters into their body. That's probably why you thought I was Keiko at first, too. Because the demon swallowed her, and so she became part of the demon, so her data and the demon's were pretty much the same," she said when Yusuke, once again, had a confused look on his face.
"So you have even more demon traits, as well as Keiko's?"
She shrugged. "Kind of, I suppose. I can't really explain how it's possible, but yeah, I guess that's it."
Yusuke muttered to himself, but Yoshiko heard, "That would explain why you look so much like Keiko..."
Yoshiko smiled, then looked at him once more. "Heh, why don't we got off this touchy subject, hm?"
Yusuke heard brightness in her voice that made him smile. "All right, then. What should we talk about?"
She shrugged. Why do I usually not think around in front of guys like him? she thought. She shook her head. Yusuke saw this.
"What're you thinking?" The voice intruded on her thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, nothing, really. I was just thinking to myself."
"Mhm. Sure ya were." A smile played on his lips.
She looked at him, at that playful smile, and blushed slightly. "I...it's really nothing." She smiled nervously, aware that she was caught.
"Sure it is." His smile grew, and he let out a small laugh. He looked so handsome, so daring like that.
Her blush grew as his smile grew more playful. How could he give her such an effect? Yusuke's hand covered her's, and he leaned in close. With his free hand, he touched her hair, ran it through, and did it over and over again, still leaning closer and closer. She blushed even more, so much now that she was turning cherry.
"Yusuke..." It was weak, short, breathy, and only more tempting to his ears. His smile broadened, and he leaned in farther until his face was just a breath away from her's. His hand that was running through her hair stopped firmly on the back of her head, and his hand that was covering her's moved so wrap around her waist. In a quick movement, he harshly pulled her against him, his lips claiming her's. She gave a small moan of protest at first, but softened up to him, as he softened his own intensity. His hand moved from her head to her arm, and from her waist to her back as he drew closer to her.
The kiss didn't break at all. They didn't stop, never heard the knock on the door, never heard the yelling of Yusuke's three buddies just outside the door, calling to him. No, the only thing they heard was their own breathing, the rustling of clothes, the movement of the covers on his bed moving under them. One of his hands came up to cup her breast, and she moaned aload, except it was muffled by his mouth covering her's, their tongues colliding against each other, discovering the other's mouth. The intensity grew, the wanton, the passion. It all grew, and they didn't care.
Clothes thrown across the room, they were now under the covers of his bed, sharing the sweet fire of the passion they shared...
Chapter Two
"Sorry. This place is kind of like a pit," Yusuke said as he led Yoshiko into his house.
"That's quite all right. I'm used to it," Yoshiko replied.
Having heard voices, Kurama walked out from his room. "Oh, I didn't expect to see you bringing anyone home, Yusuke," he said, slightly shocked.
"Yeah, shove it, Kurama," came the reply.
Kurama disappeared back into his room, but Hiei and Kuwabara came out, also having heard voices.
"Urameshi, looks like you've found yourself a girlfriend! Way to go! I knew you'd get one soon!" Kuwabara said, obviously not realizing his buddy was getting annoyed.
"Shove it, Kuwabara," came the reply to that, too.
"Urameshi, ya know, you don't seem to be very nice now," Kuwabara said, observing, but still not knowing.
"Like I said--"
"Shove it, Kuwabara," Yusuke and Yoshiko said at the same time, and Yoshiko giggled.
Yusuke turned around to look at her and asked, "Did you read my mind again?"
Yoshiko giggled again. "Oh, heavens no! It was obvious that was what you were going to say." She giggled again.
Yusuke smiled at her amusement. Then he turned around, and his face fell into a frown. Kurama was back outside his room and standing, staring, with Kuwabara and Hiei.
"Can I help you guys?" Yusuke asked.
Hiei grunted. "Hmph. Seems like you're happy enough, even without Keiko." It was a cold reply, and struck Yusuke like a strong fist in his stomach.
Yoshiko stopped giggling, and her face was in a frown as well. "Keiko..." she said quietly. Yusuke barely heard her, but it didn't matter, because he was becoming very angry at the three guys standing in front of him.
"Leave Keiko out of this!" came the angry reply from Yusuke after a while. He grabbed Yoshiko's wrist, and pulled her behind him as he took off to his room, pushing through the three obnoxious men.
Yoshiko gave a small gasp as Yusuke basically threw her toward his bed and locked his door behind him. He grunted, still angry, but turned and leaned against the door and apologized.
"Sorry you had to see that," he said.
Yoshiko shrugged. "Don't worry about it. I'm used to fights."
"Okay, if you insist." He walked over and sat on his bed, next to her. "You said earlier that you killed the demon that I saw swallow Keiko..." His voice trailed off, but she knew where he was going with this.
"Yes, and I'm sorry, but no one emerged from his stomach of stone."
Yusuke looked a little confused, so she clarified, "After I destroyed the demon, he turned to stone as all of his um...how should I put this? After all of his..." She tried to think of the words, but they weren't coming to her right then. Yusuke gave a few words, but they weren't what she was looking for. Finally, she got it. "Data, I guess is the best way to put it. After all of his data left him in this golden aura, he turned to stone."
"What happened to the data, then?"
"Well, um...I don't know if I should tell you." Her voice was somewhat weak, but she still spoke with that beautiful, soft, silky voice of hers.
"You can tell me anything. I know! Why don't we make a promise not to lie to each other? Ya know, like you tell me what happened, and I'll tell you. I mean, it's a good way to start a friendship at least, right?" Yusuke hadn't meant to put in at least, but he did and he couldn't take it back.
Yoshiko caught his mistake, too, but she didn't emphasize it. "All right, I promise." She smiled, but it only lasted a moment, and she looked down at the floor as she continued. "Ya know how I said I was not really a demon?" Yusuke nodded, and she continued. "Well, I have certain demon traits, I guess you could call them."
Yusuke looked confused once again. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Well," she said as she turned to face him. "I have a demon trait that allows me to collect an enemy's data when they are destroyed. All of its data comes out of it and into this golden aura, and once all of the data is out of the destroyed creature, it comes to the destroyer and enters into their body. That's probably why you thought I was Keiko at first, too. Because the demon swallowed her, and so she became part of the demon, so her data and the demon's were pretty much the same," she said when Yusuke, once again, had a confused look on his face.
"So you have even more demon traits, as well as Keiko's?"
She shrugged. "Kind of, I suppose. I can't really explain how it's possible, but yeah, I guess that's it."
Yusuke muttered to himself, but Yoshiko heard, "That would explain why you look so much like Keiko..."
Yoshiko smiled, then looked at him once more. "Heh, why don't we got off this touchy subject, hm?"
Yusuke heard brightness in her voice that made him smile. "All right, then. What should we talk about?"
She shrugged. Why do I usually not think around in front of guys like him? she thought. She shook her head. Yusuke saw this.
"What're you thinking?" The voice intruded on her thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, nothing, really. I was just thinking to myself."
"Mhm. Sure ya were." A smile played on his lips.
She looked at him, at that playful smile, and blushed slightly. "I...it's really nothing." She smiled nervously, aware that she was caught.
"Sure it is." His smile grew, and he let out a small laugh. He looked so handsome, so daring like that.
Her blush grew as his smile grew more playful. How could he give her such an effect? Yusuke's hand covered her's, and he leaned in close. With his free hand, he touched her hair, ran it through, and did it over and over again, still leaning closer and closer. She blushed even more, so much now that she was turning cherry.
"Yusuke..." It was weak, short, breathy, and only more tempting to his ears. His smile broadened, and he leaned in farther until his face was just a breath away from her's. His hand that was running through her hair stopped firmly on the back of her head, and his hand that was covering her's moved so wrap around her waist. In a quick movement, he harshly pulled her against him, his lips claiming her's. She gave a small moan of protest at first, but softened up to him, as he softened his own intensity. His hand moved from her head to her arm, and from her waist to her back as he drew closer to her.
The kiss didn't break at all. They didn't stop, never heard the knock on the door, never heard the yelling of Yusuke's three buddies just outside the door, calling to him. No, the only thing they heard was their own breathing, the rustling of clothes, the movement of the covers on his bed moving under them. One of his hands came up to cup her breast, and she moaned aload, except it was muffled by his mouth covering her's, their tongues colliding against each other, discovering the other's mouth. The intensity grew, the wanton, the passion. It all grew, and they didn't care.
Clothes thrown across the room, they were now under the covers of his bed, sharing the sweet fire of the passion they shared...