The Silver Intruder
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Even with as short and stooped as Jaken was, Koenma still had to look up at the demon. The green thing was shaking, knees knocking together painfully.
"Awwkk!" it squawked.
"Are you sure you traveled with Sesshoumaru? The Lord of the Western Lands, Sesshoumaru?"
"Of course!"
"Hmmm."
"Until that bit-" he cut himself off when a now familair growl reached his ears. He gurgled in fear instead.
Kurama watched the gross little creature with malice alive in Youko's golden eyes. Though he kept the transformation in check, his eyes easily revealed who was in control at the moment. He impatiently tossed back his red hair and held back the snarls of anger that were fighting to be let out.
Hiei had just left to update Kagome on what they had found out, which was nothing. Jaken didn't know how he got through the barrier, or where it even was. The only thing clear to the creature was that Kagome was the cause of all his miserable troubles. They couldn't get anything else from his foul mouth.
Hiei's willingness to spend his nights at Kagome's was tearing Kurama apart on the inside. He was acting entirely too possessive of his friend. It was disturbing even him, but he couldn't alter the way her felt.
Youko wouldn't explain why he was so pissed. The best he could come up with was a jumbled sting of illogical thoughts. I haven't actually claimed the girl...and I don't really intend to. Do I?
She's with that other male. I don't like that because I haven't claimed her. Someone else may take advantage of my lapse and steal her...He snarled. No. I don't want anyone else to have her! I can't let anyone else have her. I can't!
Youko Kurama felt his powers growing and his body changing. Koenma stayed back and allowed the testy fox some room.
"Kurama!" Yusuke jumped up. "What are you doing?!"
"Hey, you're that fox guy again!" Kuwabara said.
Youko snarled again. The only thing in his mind was the ebony haired girl and her current availability. She was with another. It wasn't acceptable. He growled at the toad thing just for the pleasure of scenting its fear and disappeared from the room.
"Kurama! Wait! What-"
"Let him go, Yusuke. There is nothing that you can do right now. Kagome is the only one who can get him to come back to himself." Koenma stamped a few files distractedly.
"Kagome?! What did she do to him?"
"The same thing Keiko does to you."
Yusuke scratched the back of his head. "Poor guy."
"What do you mean?" Kuwabara asked.
"She confuses him. Love isn't always as straight forward as you seem to think, Kuwabara."
"You know," Yusuke explained, "you love her, you hate her. You want to shake her till she understands you, hug her till you understand her..."
"Uh...no...." Kuwabara looked confused.
"Never mind. So what made him snap?" Yusuke asked.
"Hiei."
"Oh. OH! I get it. Hiei's with Kagome."
"So?" Kuwabara just didn't get it. Him and Yukina were oblivious to the rest of the world.
"That little whore!" and annoying voice suddenly spoke out. "First she takes my Sesshoumaru-sama, now that noble demon! Kill her! Kill her and save your friend!"
Koenma covered his ears until the screeching abated. "Jaken, I would be more careful about what I said about the girl. She happens to be well liked here."
"Awwkk!"
"Ogre, put his somewhere until we get this all worked out."
"Yes sir!"
A red ogre led the ancient toad away.
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It was late, but her light was still on. Hiei stood composed, on the upper branches of the tree, outside Kagome's window. He jumped closer. There she was, sitting at her desk.
Hiei perched silently on the two inches of spare space allotted to him by the window sill, and slid the glass the rest of the way up. Strange, she hasn't turned to look at me yet. He silently slid into the room which was feminine without being girly. Kagome still hadn't moved.
He walked up beside her and crouched next to her stool to see under the dark curtain of hair. She was asleep. He smiled at the picture she made, propped up with her cheek in her hand. Her other hand held a pencil and was poised perfectly over a blank sheet of paper. He reached over to move her hair away from her face when he heard a growl?
Hiei's head snapped up and then, he relaxed. Kagome had growled in her sleep and was now mumbling incoherent phrases. Hiei reached out again, this time aiming to shake her shoulder. He realized his mistake when after one quick touch, her supporting arm slid forward. Her face met the desk top hard. Both hands now over her face, Kagome lifter watering eyes to Hiei's red ones. He stepped back, feeling a bit ashamed. He hadn't meant to wake her up quite that way.
Kagome glared at him through her tears of pain and prodded the cut on her lower lip with her tongue. She kept her hands over her face until she could assess the damage.
"Ouch," came her muffled reply to his look.
"Hn." This time, the sound wasn't as indifferent as he would have liked. It was more of a choked "Hhnnah?" He cleared his throat and took another step back.
"Hi," her small voice mumbled. "What did the toad say?"
"Hn. Nothing." Hiei returned to her side to inspect the damage for himself. A drop of a blood pooled on her lower lip. He pulled her hands away to wipe the wound with a gentle swipe of his thumb. "Weak ningen."
She smiled at him pathetically, causing the split on her lip to widen slightly and bleed more. "Ouch!" she sucked her lower lip between her teeth and nursed the wound. When she was finished, she addressed her questions to the fire apparition. "Jaken said nothing? That's hard to believe. All the times I've been around, he's never shut up."
"He said nothing of any importance," Hiei clarified.
"Now that, I can believe."
He chuckled and reached to doctor her lip again when he heard another growl. That was not Kagome. Hiei left his hand frozen in mid air and tilted his head just enough to look at the form balanced in the open window. How did he mask himself!? I never felt him coming!
The creature let his shield down so the fire demon would have no doubts about his identity, power, or mood. Unfortunately, this let Kagome sense him just as abruptly.
Kagome felt the sudden warning and power of a demon. And it was close. Too close. Her head snapped around. Hell, it was practically in the room! She widened her eyes at the intruder half in and half out of her second story window.
It's Inuyasha!...no, it's Sesshoumaru? Who the hell is that?! The demon's energy was oddly familiar but she found herself unable to place it. Familiar golden eyes set in a beautiful face, devoid of markings, topped by a pair of pointed white ears in a mane of silver silk...Kagome tried to clear her head. He was in a staring contest with Hiei, a peculiar half snarl on his almost feminine features. Inumaru? Sesshouyasha? She merged the two together in her mind and giggled. It almost worked...
White ears swivelled in her direction at the sound, but the demon's eyes never broke contact with Hiei's alert red gaze. Still watching his rival, the new guest raised his straight slim nose and scented the air. Apparently he found something he didn't like because that's when he threw himself into the room charging at Hiei.
Hiei was no fool and quickly dodged the enraged kitsune. He knew exactly who this was and had a good idea as to why he was pissed. As soon as the window was cleared of fox demon, Hiei disappeared out of it. He also knew that the demon would follow him.
A flash of movement and the fire demon was gone. Youko Kurama's momentum pulled him forward and he crashed into the stool holding the woman he had come to see.
Kagome felt herself falling and could do little to brace herself since she was going over backwards. In almost slow motion, she watched the silver haired demon rebound off her desk and dart toward her. His movements were almost like those of a dancer. Fluid and smooth actions that were loose and at the same time controlled. Just before the back of her head made contact with the floor, he caught her, and time resumed it's panicked flight.
Silvery blue eyes stared in shocked surprise at gold. With his silver hair falling around them, mixing with her thick ebony tresses, he felt his demon rage leave his blood. It was replaced with a feeling that was thicker, energized, but just as strong. His body burned where it was in contact with hers. His hands, arms, and thigh that was pressed against her own legs tingled in a way he had never experienced. Her sharp intake of breath made the gold eyes pull down.
Youko Kurama remembered what had sent him over the edge of his precious control to begin with. She was with another, and he could smell her blood. The drop of red staining her lower lip garnered his full attention.
Kagome's thoughts were spinning. A raging demon had broken into her room, attacked her friend (who had run off and left her there), knocked her down, caught her, and was now staring at her mouth. Indeed, she wondered why she had not screamed yet.
He no longer seemed to be full of blood lust or in the mood to attack, so Kagome decided not to waste her scream. She had a question instead. Who was this guy? And why didn't he put her down?
Kagome ran her tongue over suddenly dry lips and winced when she felt the cut open again. She took a breath. "Who-" she didn't finish that question. In fact she was too shocked to do more then squeak in protest.
Youko Kurama leaned in and carefully cleaned and sealed her small injury with a few gentle strokes of his tongue. She went rigid in his arms, so he quit his first aid long enough to look down at her. She was looking at him with her eyes slightly crossed and dilated. He quickly leaned in and took advantage of her temporary inability to tell hin no and gently bathed the wound once more.
When he felt her shudder, he nuzzled her mouth and finally gave in to his desire to kiss her. She tasted as good as she felt next to him. He allowed his lips to play gently over hers until she came to her senses and pushed him away. Instead of pushing, he was surprised to feel her hands tangle in the folds of his shirt. She responded hesitantly to his soft caress and instinctively closed her eyes.
He deepened the kiss just enough to tease them both and make them want more. He felt a nervous flutter in his stomach which was strange. Over the centuries, he had had numerous other partners, but never had he experienced this enticing newness in his encounters.
Hiei had to grab the branch next to him to keep from falling out of the tree. He knew his mouth was hanging open in surprise, but he couldn't force himself to leave. When he realized Kurama hadn't followed him like he had been sure he would, Hiei had run back in a blind panic.
He had just hoped Kagome was still in one piece. A demon rage was unpredictable. Apparently, this is not what he had to worry about. He gaped at the intimate picture of a couple and pulled himself back together. He began to grow angry at his friend. I warned you. I told you to leave her alone. I won't have you breaking her heart, Kurama.
Youko felt the fire demon's return and pinned his ears back. He kisses her once more, harder, to show her his intentions to stake a claim, and disappeared from her arms. He was out the window and facing the angry Koorime with the heat of his own rage fueling him on.
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Well, readers! There is Youko for you! Dose anyone think that I may have to up the rating? I hope not to, but if it is recommended enough, I will change it. I have already toned down a few pieces to avoid an R for this fic. There will not be a lemon! Just in case you were wondering...I am too embarrassed to write it! Hehehe...stupid human emotions....
Oh well, answers to reviewer will be at the end of the next chapter!
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