The Demon Enchantresses
Chapter Fourteen
It was two days after Yoshiko's disappearance. Yusuke was once again devastated. Kurama had kept quiet about her whereabouts, making Yusuke more depressed and angry. He wanted to kill whoever dared touch his lover, but if he didn't know who the baka was, then how was he supposed to kill him?
Kurama was watching Yusuke stare at the blank television. It wasn't even on. Yusuke must be even more devastated than when he lost Keiko, he thought. He debated whether he should tell Yusuke now or keep waiting. He knew it was so hard on his friend not knowing what happened. Kurama had awaken at night, hearing Yusuke's cries in the middle of the night. His friend hadn't bothered to gel his hair at all, and it was obvious to anyone—even Kuwabara—that Yusuke was not in any mood for fun.
"Excuse me, Yusuke?" Kurama asked. He decided he might as well try and tell his friend where his lover was.
"What?" came the lonely, distraught, unenthusiastic reply.
"I must tell you something that I regret keeping from you."
Yusuke moved just an inch to look at Kurama with a very confused look.
"I told you that I would try and find Yoshiko telepathically, correct?" When Yusuke nodded, he continued. "I got a hold of her, though she didn't know where she was. She had her eyes closed, and she wouldn't open them. But she did, and I'm afraid she said where she thought she was, but she cut off almost too quickly for me to catch what she said."
Yusuke's eyes were about to come out of his head. They were so wide and bulging. "Please tell me you just found out."
"I'm sorry, but no. You came to me two days ago, telling me she was gone. I found out then, though I did not think that you were ready to know her whereabouts. I'm sorry, Yusuke. I should have told you first thing."
"Yusuke's eyes went back to normal, and closed. He leaned against the couch. "Well, now I know. I'll stop at nothing to get her back." And with that, he got up, put on his shoes, and went out looking for Yoshiko.
Kurama, quickly coming after him, called out. "Yusuke! I didn't tell you where she is yet!"
"Then tell me on my way."
Kurama sighed. His depressed friend would end up killing anyone suspicious in sight. And for Yusuke, anyone suspicious was anyone and everyone. Finally, Kurama caught up to his friend. "She's in a shack, though I do not know which one."
"Well, we'll just raid all the shacks, then." His tone was so neutral, so determined, so something else that Kurama couldn't lay a finger on. But it started to scare him. Yusuke had never acted like this before. Perhaps it's just because he's now lost two loves, he thought. It didn't seem like that was it, but there was no other logical explanation that he could think of.
They went from one abandoned shack to another. They didn't find any evidence of something alive in any of the shacks. At least, nothing indicating some living organism had been there in the last five decades. It was amazing that the shacks were still kept around.
Leaving yet another empty shack, Yusuke sighed. This was not becoming easy for him. "Maybe we just need to—"
"There's one more shack right there," Kurama cut him off. He didn't want Yusuke to finish his sentence, though he had two ideas of what the end would be. "Let's check that one out. If she's no in there, then there is probably a chance she is either no longer on this planet or that her kidnapper..." Kurama trailed off, not letting the other possibility to be spoken aloud.
"Fine. We'll check that one out. Then we'll go home and stay devastated for the rest of our lives." Yusuke walked towards the last abandoned shack, and heard a small scream. It was feminine, no doubt. He charged up his spirit gun and silently went to investigate...
*~* An hour before...*~*
'Yoshiko?' a voice in Yoshiko's head was saying. It was familiar, but she couldn't place it right then. It gave her a small sense of hope, which was kind of weird. She'd never liked having people intrude on her thoughts, though she did all the time to everyone.
'Yoshiko, can you hear me? Are you there? The male voice persisted. Yoshiko tossed onto her side, facing a wall. The voice had woken her from her sleep, and her dream of the past. She despised her past now, though she could do nothing about it.
'Yoshiko?' the voice called out one more time.
'Yes, I'm here. What do you want?'
'It's Hiei. Yusuke is flat-out depressed. He and Kurama left a few minutes ago, perhaps to search for you. Where are you?'
Ah, so it was Hiei. She remembered his voice now. The weird thing was, he sounded almost glad he had made a connection with her, almost glad to hear her respond. He also seemed concerned for her, though she didn't know why.
'I'm in some sort of shack or something. I don't know. But it took Yusuke long enough to decide to look for me!'
'That's because Kurama knew where you were, but he wouldn't talk. Now, can you send me an image of what the shack looks like?'
'Uh, I can try, but it would require for me to turn around and seeing HIM...'
'Who?'
'My captor.'
'Do you know his name?'
'Yes, though I wish not to say it.'
'It might help us find you.'
'Fine! God...his name is Kentaro. He's from my home.'
'Why would he kidnap you and keep you in a shack here then?'
'How the hell should I know?!'
'Easy, I'm sorry. How do you know him? And how well?'
'Um...well, we were friends...with some um...benefits...I thought I loved him, until I met Yusuke. Then I learned the true meaning of love.'
'I see. Hn. Give me that picture of the shack, and I will do my best to help them find you.'
'All right, fine.' Yoshiko turned around, sat up, and took a mental picture of the shack. She avoided seeing her captor as best she could. After she took the picture, she moved back to facing the wall. She never woke him up.
'Here.' She sent the picture to Hiei. 'That's the best I can do. I know it's not much, but this shack is rather small.'
'It's all right. I'll send this to Kurama, and he'll know what to do. Thank you, Yoshiko.'
'Yeah, whatever...' Had Hiei thanked her? Why was he suddenly acting so differently towards her? Yoshiko thought, but then decided that she would find that out later. Right now, she had to deal with the present, and that meant facing Kentaro. Thankfully, he was still asleep. At least, he appeared to be. She wasn't sure if he was or not.
Yoshiko felt a length of warmth across her stomach. She knew what it was. "Kentaro..." she whispered, barely audible. She hoped he wouldn't have heard. However, he did.
"Yes, my love?" he asked instantly, slowly increasing the pressure around her stomach.
"Uh...I thought you were asleep."
"Not anymore."
"So I realized," she muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Yoshiko..." He turned her on her back and propped himself up on his free arm, keeping his other around her waist. "I've wanted to tell you how much I've missed you. You don't know what a scare you gave me. I thought I had lost you forever." He nuzzled his way from her cheek to the nape of her neck, where he gently nibbled at her skin. "You don't know how much I've been waiting for you to return to me. How much I've missed the taste of you," he continued, kissing her skin down to her collar bone after each phrase.
He sent small chills down her body. Even though she now despised the man, he still knew how to give her pleasure. And that was scary for her. She only wanted Yusuke's touch. She only wanted Yusuke to hold her, to feel her, to love her.
Kentaro lifted his head to look at her. He smiled when she looked into his eyes directly. "You know, that baka you were with never said he loved you, did he?" he suddenly asked.
Yoshiko, caught off guard, immediately and instinctively moved her hands to his chest and pushed, trying to get him off of her. She failed miserably. He'd grown stronger since their last fight, and they both knew it. The problem was, if Yusuke did come after her, he wouldn't know.
"Trying to push me off, eh? Well, answer my questions first."
She sighed. There was no way she was going to move him off of her by herself. "Fine. He hasn't said he loves me yet. But he will as soon as he finds me in your arms. He'll kill you and make sure you're dead this time."
He chuckled. "If I've ever heard anything so pathetic in my life..." he trailed off. He wiped his face with a hand and leaned in to kiss her. He traced her lips with his tongue, demanding entrance. She wouldn't give it to him. Finally, he nipped at her lower lip. That got him entrance, though she gave a muffled scream of protest. He only smiled.
"I guess this is something I can count for as torture," he said against her mouth. He plunged his tongue deep into her cavity, exploring her mouth. It had been a long time since he'd tasted her luxurious mouth. And he was right: he did still remember her exact taste. He moved his arm from around her waist to cup her breast. She moaned as he kneaded it the way he had first discovered made her active with him. This made him smirk as he continued to kiss her intensely.
"Kentaro, please..." Yoshiko whimpered against his mouth. Kentaro pulled away and looked at her. Her lips her wet and parted, her eyes closed in pleasure, and her chest was heaving up and down with her breath as she breathed heavily. Though he'd not been around for a while, he still had that special touch on her.
"Please what?" he taunted. He had two or three ideas of what she was going to say.
"Please...stop..." she said between breaths.
"Why? You're enjoying this, and don't deny it. You still love me..." He leaned in close to her ear. "...and I still love you." He nibbled at her ear, sending more sensations down her spine.
"You don't love me," she whispered.
Kentaro stopped, not moving for a few moments. Then, he pulled away from her, sat up, and defended himself, fixing her with a hard gaze. "How can you say that? I came looking for you all the way from Rithanka! I worried about you every day, and I fought for you. Every distraction that came my way I pushed aside. You were the only one I saw."
He sounded so passionate, she almost believed him. But she knew better. She sat up and looked over his shoulder. She hoped that Kurama and Yusuke would find her soon.
Kentaro moved to her and forced her against the wall just after she got up. "Do you understand now?" he asked her. She looked at him, a scared look on her face. He smirked and kissed her forcefully.
'Kurama, where the hell are you?! Why haven't you found me yet?!' she asked in her mind, not exactly expecting an answer.
'Yoshiko? We're working as fast as we can.' Kurama replied.
Shocked, Yoshiko replied. 'How much longer will you guys be, do you know?'
'You're asking the wrong person. I wouldn't know how much longer. If you could give us any more information as to where you are...'
'I don't know, Kurama! I sent Hiei a picture of the inside, but Kentaro is keeping me here.'
'Kentaro?'
'My captor. And my ex from Rithanka. Yusuke and I fought him once, and that was when y'all learned about the processing data thing. However, he's back, and he's holding me captive.' She coughed, and thankfully Kentaro had pulled away to kiss at her neck.
"Are you sick, my darling?" he asked.
"No...at least, I don't think so."
"Very well." He continued kissing her sensitive body.
'Was that his voice I just heard?' Kurama asked in Yoshiko's mind.
'Yeah, it was,' she replied.
'Well, now I know his voice. You have no idea as to how to get to the certain shack that you're at? Ow!' Kurama was hit in the head with a small rock Yusuke had thrown from the other end of the room in an abandoned shack they were exploring.
'Kurama? Are you all right?'
'Yes. Yusuke just threw a rock at me. I'm fine. Now, you don't recall at all how you got to the shack?'
'I'm sorry, I—Wait! I remember something...'
'What?'
'There's a statue. Of an angel or half angel, half demon or something. It's smack in the middle on the left side when you're facing the door to the shack. It looks almost as if it's alive, and yet still just a statue...'
'Ah, yes. The old 'Wait for me' statue. I remember that. I didn't know it was next to a shack, though. I always thought it was located in a palace or something.'
'It got moved. It used to be in a palace of high royalty, but now it's next to this shack. I remember legends about it. It was said to bring good luck if it was not touched except by the blood that made it. And, if it was moved from its original spot, it would curse the blood that moved it. Apparently, it was moved. That, or the palace was destroyed and a warning sign was put on it and no one moved it, let alone touched it. However, I believe it was moved.'
'What makes you think that?'
'I'd rather not say, thank you. Just get here as fast as you—'
'You bitch, what the hell are you doing?!' and angry voice sounded through Kurama's mind. However, the voice was talking to Yoshiko. The connection between Kurama and Yoshiko was cut, and Kurama had a feeling Kentaro had invaded in on their conversation.
"She needs us as soon as possible," Kurama said to Yusuke.
"I know. Did you just talk to her?" came Yusuke's reply.
"Yes. She told me to look for the 'Wait for me' statue."
"The what?" Yusuke asked, completely confused.
"The 'Wait for me' statue. It's a statue of a half-breed that has a spell cast upon it." He told Yusuke what Yoshiko had told him about the statue.
"I see...and it's located at the left side of the shack?"
"Indeed."
"All right. Let's find it, then." Yusuke went looking through the abandoned shacks, trying to find the statue. Then he heard a scream...
*~* Meanwhile...*~*
Kentaro was punishing his lost love. "How dare you communicate and block me out!" He had a whip in his hand, and he had Yoshiko nude in front of him. He cracked the whip and it broke the air and struck her back.
Yoshiko cried out in pain. She hated it when he did this. He never could find something less painful. Only more painful. She had more scars on her now, since his presence had made her past haunt her.
*Crack!* the whip broke the air again and struck her back once more. She cried out again, tears starting to roll down her cheeks. He was skilled with the whip, as well as many other weapons. He was one of the protectors that the enchantresses had during their training. He was one of the few boys chosen as a protector. He watched Yoshiko's every move, and had even come close to death protecting her. She had rescued him, and since the first time they met when he was seven winters, they had become best of friends, but not as much as Hannah was a friend to Yoshiko.
Kentaro always was jealous of Hannah for being closer to Yoshiko. He'd tried several times to get rid of her, but she was growing stronger with each training session, and he only had access to lower-level demons. So, he finally gave up. Then, one day, he asked Yoshiko to move in with him. He thought he was dreaming when she'd accepted.
"Kentaro, please. Let me go now. Yusuke and Kurama will be here shortly, and then you'll be sorry. They'll kill you before you know it."
"Is that a threat?" Another flick of his wrist and the whip crackled through the air and hit her and she screamed out in pain again.
Kentaro smirked. He liked seeing her in pain, and yet it pained him to. He loved pain and death, and he loved being the torturer, but when Yoshiko was involved, he was both pained and pleasured by her torture.
Several more cracks were made and Yoshiko screamed even louder, sobbing, tears rolling uncontrollably down her cheeks. It had been too long since she'd been tortured like this. She lost the feel to it. She knew that Kentaro didn't love her, or else he'd be too pained to even hit her. Like Yusuke...
"I think you've had enough for now. Your delicate skin is breaking against my whip. I can't bear to see your blood on my weapon."
'That's bull,' she thought.
Kentaro put his whip on a peg next to Yoshiko. She had her eyes closed, not knowing exactly what was going to happen next, but having an idea. He placed his hand on the small of her back, and gently rubbed her one of her wounds. She winced.
"Now now, my dear. Does that pain you so? You do not need to hide your thoughts and feelings from me, my love," he said as he placed his other hand on the inside of her thigh.
'Oh God...no, please, no!' Yoshiko thought, knowing what was going to happen. Kentaro moved his hand up and down her thigh. She gave a small moan, not being able to hold it back because of the way he touched her, and tried to block him out. He removed his hand from her back and moved to stand in front of her.
"I like you in this position," he said. "I like you in this position a lot. You can't move, so you can't fight your way free, and you can't run. You can't even block me out. That you've always been incapable of doing." He moved down, stopping to kiss at her stomach and leave a trail of wet kisses down her stomach and to right above that certain sensitive spot.
Yoshiko kept her legs closed, so he couldn't have access right away. She knew she was in no condition to fight him if he were to force apart her legs. And he did just that. Placing one hand on her thigh right by the sensitive area, his other on her other leg in the same area. Her legs went apart easily, much to his pleasure. He moved his head closer to her, and kissed the special area. Then, he plunged is tongue into her, and started licking her, eating her juices when they flowed out.
Yoshiko's head fell back and she moaned. She didn't want this, and she hated him for his easy memory as to where her most sensitive spots were. She would have kicked him, had she had the energy to do so.
After about five minutes, Yoshiko was free, and Kentaro was holding her in his arms as they laid on the bed. He was very glad that he'd remembered exactly where and how to touch her to give her the pleasure he knew she would have with him forever. He wouldn't let her go. Not this time.
Yoshiko willingly laid in his arms. She was now his, and only his. She would be no one else's. No one could take her away. No one could break her of the spell Kentaro had cast upon her. She would never be taken away again.
Kentaro got up after a few moments and grabbed the whip. In the process of casting the spell, she'd rejected him in a way he needed to punish her. She was asleep, so he hoped it wouldn't hurt as much. It was better this way, though, for he could blame it on that baka that had threatened to keep his love from him forever.
*Crack!* The whip crackled through the air and struck Yoshiko on her stomach. She awoke with cry of pain. He quickly hid the whip under the bed and calmed her.
"Sh, it was only the bakas that dared to take you from me. There is nothing to worry about. I am here for you now," he said soothingly. She relaxed against his touch.
Then, wood cracked and gave way as Yusuke and Kurama broke through a dead door.
"Yoshiko?!" Yusuke called into the shack.
"This has to be it. There's the statue," Kurama said, pointing through a broken piece of wood that used to be part of the wall.
"Yoshiko!" Yusuke kept calling as he walked through the small shack.
'Damnit!' Kentaro mentally cursed. 'How the hell did they get here? Well, I must say they are later than I expected them to be.'
He helped Yoshiko up, telling her to be quiet. She nodded, and he left her side and went to see how far from the room they were in was from the intruders. He didn't need to go far, but luckily they hadn't noticed him, and weren't even coming close to the room.
All of a sudden, Yusuke and Kurama were floating in the air, surrounded by wind. They let out startled cries, and looked around, very confused. Then, they were entangled in vines and icicles were forming on the ceiling in sharp ends, right above each of their chests. Fire started coming out of the wall next to them, but it didn't even scorch the wood. Nothing seemed to hurt the shack, only the two spirit detectives.
The icicles left the ceiling with a cracking sound, and nipped their sides, finally landing in the vines and breaking several. The fire whirled around them, hardly touching them but still giving them not-so-serious burns, and made its way down and burned the vines. Steam immediately came up as the fire and ice clashed together. The wind ripped their clothes, and the vines finally gave way under all the pressure. The two boys fell to the ground with a thud.
Giggling could be heard in the background. Kentaro turned around and saw Yoshiko looking over his shoulder. She had made that disaster happen. He shook his head, smiling, and threw a large shirt at her. After she put it on, they left the shack and headed for the vessel Kentaro had arrived in. It was quite small, only comfortably fitting one, but that didn't bother either one of the two occupants. They snuggled close, and headed off for home...
Chapter Fourteen
It was two days after Yoshiko's disappearance. Yusuke was once again devastated. Kurama had kept quiet about her whereabouts, making Yusuke more depressed and angry. He wanted to kill whoever dared touch his lover, but if he didn't know who the baka was, then how was he supposed to kill him?
Kurama was watching Yusuke stare at the blank television. It wasn't even on. Yusuke must be even more devastated than when he lost Keiko, he thought. He debated whether he should tell Yusuke now or keep waiting. He knew it was so hard on his friend not knowing what happened. Kurama had awaken at night, hearing Yusuke's cries in the middle of the night. His friend hadn't bothered to gel his hair at all, and it was obvious to anyone—even Kuwabara—that Yusuke was not in any mood for fun.
"Excuse me, Yusuke?" Kurama asked. He decided he might as well try and tell his friend where his lover was.
"What?" came the lonely, distraught, unenthusiastic reply.
"I must tell you something that I regret keeping from you."
Yusuke moved just an inch to look at Kurama with a very confused look.
"I told you that I would try and find Yoshiko telepathically, correct?" When Yusuke nodded, he continued. "I got a hold of her, though she didn't know where she was. She had her eyes closed, and she wouldn't open them. But she did, and I'm afraid she said where she thought she was, but she cut off almost too quickly for me to catch what she said."
Yusuke's eyes were about to come out of his head. They were so wide and bulging. "Please tell me you just found out."
"I'm sorry, but no. You came to me two days ago, telling me she was gone. I found out then, though I did not think that you were ready to know her whereabouts. I'm sorry, Yusuke. I should have told you first thing."
"Yusuke's eyes went back to normal, and closed. He leaned against the couch. "Well, now I know. I'll stop at nothing to get her back." And with that, he got up, put on his shoes, and went out looking for Yoshiko.
Kurama, quickly coming after him, called out. "Yusuke! I didn't tell you where she is yet!"
"Then tell me on my way."
Kurama sighed. His depressed friend would end up killing anyone suspicious in sight. And for Yusuke, anyone suspicious was anyone and everyone. Finally, Kurama caught up to his friend. "She's in a shack, though I do not know which one."
"Well, we'll just raid all the shacks, then." His tone was so neutral, so determined, so something else that Kurama couldn't lay a finger on. But it started to scare him. Yusuke had never acted like this before. Perhaps it's just because he's now lost two loves, he thought. It didn't seem like that was it, but there was no other logical explanation that he could think of.
They went from one abandoned shack to another. They didn't find any evidence of something alive in any of the shacks. At least, nothing indicating some living organism had been there in the last five decades. It was amazing that the shacks were still kept around.
Leaving yet another empty shack, Yusuke sighed. This was not becoming easy for him. "Maybe we just need to—"
"There's one more shack right there," Kurama cut him off. He didn't want Yusuke to finish his sentence, though he had two ideas of what the end would be. "Let's check that one out. If she's no in there, then there is probably a chance she is either no longer on this planet or that her kidnapper..." Kurama trailed off, not letting the other possibility to be spoken aloud.
"Fine. We'll check that one out. Then we'll go home and stay devastated for the rest of our lives." Yusuke walked towards the last abandoned shack, and heard a small scream. It was feminine, no doubt. He charged up his spirit gun and silently went to investigate...
*~* An hour before...*~*
'Yoshiko?' a voice in Yoshiko's head was saying. It was familiar, but she couldn't place it right then. It gave her a small sense of hope, which was kind of weird. She'd never liked having people intrude on her thoughts, though she did all the time to everyone.
'Yoshiko, can you hear me? Are you there? The male voice persisted. Yoshiko tossed onto her side, facing a wall. The voice had woken her from her sleep, and her dream of the past. She despised her past now, though she could do nothing about it.
'Yoshiko?' the voice called out one more time.
'Yes, I'm here. What do you want?'
'It's Hiei. Yusuke is flat-out depressed. He and Kurama left a few minutes ago, perhaps to search for you. Where are you?'
Ah, so it was Hiei. She remembered his voice now. The weird thing was, he sounded almost glad he had made a connection with her, almost glad to hear her respond. He also seemed concerned for her, though she didn't know why.
'I'm in some sort of shack or something. I don't know. But it took Yusuke long enough to decide to look for me!'
'That's because Kurama knew where you were, but he wouldn't talk. Now, can you send me an image of what the shack looks like?'
'Uh, I can try, but it would require for me to turn around and seeing HIM...'
'Who?'
'My captor.'
'Do you know his name?'
'Yes, though I wish not to say it.'
'It might help us find you.'
'Fine! God...his name is Kentaro. He's from my home.'
'Why would he kidnap you and keep you in a shack here then?'
'How the hell should I know?!'
'Easy, I'm sorry. How do you know him? And how well?'
'Um...well, we were friends...with some um...benefits...I thought I loved him, until I met Yusuke. Then I learned the true meaning of love.'
'I see. Hn. Give me that picture of the shack, and I will do my best to help them find you.'
'All right, fine.' Yoshiko turned around, sat up, and took a mental picture of the shack. She avoided seeing her captor as best she could. After she took the picture, she moved back to facing the wall. She never woke him up.
'Here.' She sent the picture to Hiei. 'That's the best I can do. I know it's not much, but this shack is rather small.'
'It's all right. I'll send this to Kurama, and he'll know what to do. Thank you, Yoshiko.'
'Yeah, whatever...' Had Hiei thanked her? Why was he suddenly acting so differently towards her? Yoshiko thought, but then decided that she would find that out later. Right now, she had to deal with the present, and that meant facing Kentaro. Thankfully, he was still asleep. At least, he appeared to be. She wasn't sure if he was or not.
Yoshiko felt a length of warmth across her stomach. She knew what it was. "Kentaro..." she whispered, barely audible. She hoped he wouldn't have heard. However, he did.
"Yes, my love?" he asked instantly, slowly increasing the pressure around her stomach.
"Uh...I thought you were asleep."
"Not anymore."
"So I realized," she muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Yoshiko..." He turned her on her back and propped himself up on his free arm, keeping his other around her waist. "I've wanted to tell you how much I've missed you. You don't know what a scare you gave me. I thought I had lost you forever." He nuzzled his way from her cheek to the nape of her neck, where he gently nibbled at her skin. "You don't know how much I've been waiting for you to return to me. How much I've missed the taste of you," he continued, kissing her skin down to her collar bone after each phrase.
He sent small chills down her body. Even though she now despised the man, he still knew how to give her pleasure. And that was scary for her. She only wanted Yusuke's touch. She only wanted Yusuke to hold her, to feel her, to love her.
Kentaro lifted his head to look at her. He smiled when she looked into his eyes directly. "You know, that baka you were with never said he loved you, did he?" he suddenly asked.
Yoshiko, caught off guard, immediately and instinctively moved her hands to his chest and pushed, trying to get him off of her. She failed miserably. He'd grown stronger since their last fight, and they both knew it. The problem was, if Yusuke did come after her, he wouldn't know.
"Trying to push me off, eh? Well, answer my questions first."
She sighed. There was no way she was going to move him off of her by herself. "Fine. He hasn't said he loves me yet. But he will as soon as he finds me in your arms. He'll kill you and make sure you're dead this time."
He chuckled. "If I've ever heard anything so pathetic in my life..." he trailed off. He wiped his face with a hand and leaned in to kiss her. He traced her lips with his tongue, demanding entrance. She wouldn't give it to him. Finally, he nipped at her lower lip. That got him entrance, though she gave a muffled scream of protest. He only smiled.
"I guess this is something I can count for as torture," he said against her mouth. He plunged his tongue deep into her cavity, exploring her mouth. It had been a long time since he'd tasted her luxurious mouth. And he was right: he did still remember her exact taste. He moved his arm from around her waist to cup her breast. She moaned as he kneaded it the way he had first discovered made her active with him. This made him smirk as he continued to kiss her intensely.
"Kentaro, please..." Yoshiko whimpered against his mouth. Kentaro pulled away and looked at her. Her lips her wet and parted, her eyes closed in pleasure, and her chest was heaving up and down with her breath as she breathed heavily. Though he'd not been around for a while, he still had that special touch on her.
"Please what?" he taunted. He had two or three ideas of what she was going to say.
"Please...stop..." she said between breaths.
"Why? You're enjoying this, and don't deny it. You still love me..." He leaned in close to her ear. "...and I still love you." He nibbled at her ear, sending more sensations down her spine.
"You don't love me," she whispered.
Kentaro stopped, not moving for a few moments. Then, he pulled away from her, sat up, and defended himself, fixing her with a hard gaze. "How can you say that? I came looking for you all the way from Rithanka! I worried about you every day, and I fought for you. Every distraction that came my way I pushed aside. You were the only one I saw."
He sounded so passionate, she almost believed him. But she knew better. She sat up and looked over his shoulder. She hoped that Kurama and Yusuke would find her soon.
Kentaro moved to her and forced her against the wall just after she got up. "Do you understand now?" he asked her. She looked at him, a scared look on her face. He smirked and kissed her forcefully.
'Kurama, where the hell are you?! Why haven't you found me yet?!' she asked in her mind, not exactly expecting an answer.
'Yoshiko? We're working as fast as we can.' Kurama replied.
Shocked, Yoshiko replied. 'How much longer will you guys be, do you know?'
'You're asking the wrong person. I wouldn't know how much longer. If you could give us any more information as to where you are...'
'I don't know, Kurama! I sent Hiei a picture of the inside, but Kentaro is keeping me here.'
'Kentaro?'
'My captor. And my ex from Rithanka. Yusuke and I fought him once, and that was when y'all learned about the processing data thing. However, he's back, and he's holding me captive.' She coughed, and thankfully Kentaro had pulled away to kiss at her neck.
"Are you sick, my darling?" he asked.
"No...at least, I don't think so."
"Very well." He continued kissing her sensitive body.
'Was that his voice I just heard?' Kurama asked in Yoshiko's mind.
'Yeah, it was,' she replied.
'Well, now I know his voice. You have no idea as to how to get to the certain shack that you're at? Ow!' Kurama was hit in the head with a small rock Yusuke had thrown from the other end of the room in an abandoned shack they were exploring.
'Kurama? Are you all right?'
'Yes. Yusuke just threw a rock at me. I'm fine. Now, you don't recall at all how you got to the shack?'
'I'm sorry, I—Wait! I remember something...'
'What?'
'There's a statue. Of an angel or half angel, half demon or something. It's smack in the middle on the left side when you're facing the door to the shack. It looks almost as if it's alive, and yet still just a statue...'
'Ah, yes. The old 'Wait for me' statue. I remember that. I didn't know it was next to a shack, though. I always thought it was located in a palace or something.'
'It got moved. It used to be in a palace of high royalty, but now it's next to this shack. I remember legends about it. It was said to bring good luck if it was not touched except by the blood that made it. And, if it was moved from its original spot, it would curse the blood that moved it. Apparently, it was moved. That, or the palace was destroyed and a warning sign was put on it and no one moved it, let alone touched it. However, I believe it was moved.'
'What makes you think that?'
'I'd rather not say, thank you. Just get here as fast as you—'
'You bitch, what the hell are you doing?!' and angry voice sounded through Kurama's mind. However, the voice was talking to Yoshiko. The connection between Kurama and Yoshiko was cut, and Kurama had a feeling Kentaro had invaded in on their conversation.
"She needs us as soon as possible," Kurama said to Yusuke.
"I know. Did you just talk to her?" came Yusuke's reply.
"Yes. She told me to look for the 'Wait for me' statue."
"The what?" Yusuke asked, completely confused.
"The 'Wait for me' statue. It's a statue of a half-breed that has a spell cast upon it." He told Yusuke what Yoshiko had told him about the statue.
"I see...and it's located at the left side of the shack?"
"Indeed."
"All right. Let's find it, then." Yusuke went looking through the abandoned shacks, trying to find the statue. Then he heard a scream...
*~* Meanwhile...*~*
Kentaro was punishing his lost love. "How dare you communicate and block me out!" He had a whip in his hand, and he had Yoshiko nude in front of him. He cracked the whip and it broke the air and struck her back.
Yoshiko cried out in pain. She hated it when he did this. He never could find something less painful. Only more painful. She had more scars on her now, since his presence had made her past haunt her.
*Crack!* the whip broke the air again and struck her back once more. She cried out again, tears starting to roll down her cheeks. He was skilled with the whip, as well as many other weapons. He was one of the protectors that the enchantresses had during their training. He was one of the few boys chosen as a protector. He watched Yoshiko's every move, and had even come close to death protecting her. She had rescued him, and since the first time they met when he was seven winters, they had become best of friends, but not as much as Hannah was a friend to Yoshiko.
Kentaro always was jealous of Hannah for being closer to Yoshiko. He'd tried several times to get rid of her, but she was growing stronger with each training session, and he only had access to lower-level demons. So, he finally gave up. Then, one day, he asked Yoshiko to move in with him. He thought he was dreaming when she'd accepted.
"Kentaro, please. Let me go now. Yusuke and Kurama will be here shortly, and then you'll be sorry. They'll kill you before you know it."
"Is that a threat?" Another flick of his wrist and the whip crackled through the air and hit her and she screamed out in pain again.
Kentaro smirked. He liked seeing her in pain, and yet it pained him to. He loved pain and death, and he loved being the torturer, but when Yoshiko was involved, he was both pained and pleasured by her torture.
Several more cracks were made and Yoshiko screamed even louder, sobbing, tears rolling uncontrollably down her cheeks. It had been too long since she'd been tortured like this. She lost the feel to it. She knew that Kentaro didn't love her, or else he'd be too pained to even hit her. Like Yusuke...
"I think you've had enough for now. Your delicate skin is breaking against my whip. I can't bear to see your blood on my weapon."
'That's bull,' she thought.
Kentaro put his whip on a peg next to Yoshiko. She had her eyes closed, not knowing exactly what was going to happen next, but having an idea. He placed his hand on the small of her back, and gently rubbed her one of her wounds. She winced.
"Now now, my dear. Does that pain you so? You do not need to hide your thoughts and feelings from me, my love," he said as he placed his other hand on the inside of her thigh.
'Oh God...no, please, no!' Yoshiko thought, knowing what was going to happen. Kentaro moved his hand up and down her thigh. She gave a small moan, not being able to hold it back because of the way he touched her, and tried to block him out. He removed his hand from her back and moved to stand in front of her.
"I like you in this position," he said. "I like you in this position a lot. You can't move, so you can't fight your way free, and you can't run. You can't even block me out. That you've always been incapable of doing." He moved down, stopping to kiss at her stomach and leave a trail of wet kisses down her stomach and to right above that certain sensitive spot.
Yoshiko kept her legs closed, so he couldn't have access right away. She knew she was in no condition to fight him if he were to force apart her legs. And he did just that. Placing one hand on her thigh right by the sensitive area, his other on her other leg in the same area. Her legs went apart easily, much to his pleasure. He moved his head closer to her, and kissed the special area. Then, he plunged is tongue into her, and started licking her, eating her juices when they flowed out.
Yoshiko's head fell back and she moaned. She didn't want this, and she hated him for his easy memory as to where her most sensitive spots were. She would have kicked him, had she had the energy to do so.
After about five minutes, Yoshiko was free, and Kentaro was holding her in his arms as they laid on the bed. He was very glad that he'd remembered exactly where and how to touch her to give her the pleasure he knew she would have with him forever. He wouldn't let her go. Not this time.
Yoshiko willingly laid in his arms. She was now his, and only his. She would be no one else's. No one could take her away. No one could break her of the spell Kentaro had cast upon her. She would never be taken away again.
Kentaro got up after a few moments and grabbed the whip. In the process of casting the spell, she'd rejected him in a way he needed to punish her. She was asleep, so he hoped it wouldn't hurt as much. It was better this way, though, for he could blame it on that baka that had threatened to keep his love from him forever.
*Crack!* The whip crackled through the air and struck Yoshiko on her stomach. She awoke with cry of pain. He quickly hid the whip under the bed and calmed her.
"Sh, it was only the bakas that dared to take you from me. There is nothing to worry about. I am here for you now," he said soothingly. She relaxed against his touch.
Then, wood cracked and gave way as Yusuke and Kurama broke through a dead door.
"Yoshiko?!" Yusuke called into the shack.
"This has to be it. There's the statue," Kurama said, pointing through a broken piece of wood that used to be part of the wall.
"Yoshiko!" Yusuke kept calling as he walked through the small shack.
'Damnit!' Kentaro mentally cursed. 'How the hell did they get here? Well, I must say they are later than I expected them to be.'
He helped Yoshiko up, telling her to be quiet. She nodded, and he left her side and went to see how far from the room they were in was from the intruders. He didn't need to go far, but luckily they hadn't noticed him, and weren't even coming close to the room.
All of a sudden, Yusuke and Kurama were floating in the air, surrounded by wind. They let out startled cries, and looked around, very confused. Then, they were entangled in vines and icicles were forming on the ceiling in sharp ends, right above each of their chests. Fire started coming out of the wall next to them, but it didn't even scorch the wood. Nothing seemed to hurt the shack, only the two spirit detectives.
The icicles left the ceiling with a cracking sound, and nipped their sides, finally landing in the vines and breaking several. The fire whirled around them, hardly touching them but still giving them not-so-serious burns, and made its way down and burned the vines. Steam immediately came up as the fire and ice clashed together. The wind ripped their clothes, and the vines finally gave way under all the pressure. The two boys fell to the ground with a thud.
Giggling could be heard in the background. Kentaro turned around and saw Yoshiko looking over his shoulder. She had made that disaster happen. He shook his head, smiling, and threw a large shirt at her. After she put it on, they left the shack and headed for the vessel Kentaro had arrived in. It was quite small, only comfortably fitting one, but that didn't bother either one of the two occupants. They snuggled close, and headed off for home...