Disclaimer: Do not own YYH.
Now it gets interesting. I can't believe I wrote this, though. Hiei's my favorite character. Waaaahhhhhh!!!!!! I'm so mad at myself for putting him and Kurama through this!
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Kurama slowly and carefully placed his rose in Ryton's hand. Ryton jerked his hand away, letting the rose fall to the ground. "Ahh," he groaned. In the palm of his hand was a small hole, slowly filling with blood. "A thorn pricked me," he told Kurama. --"Any damage you do to me, directly or indirectly, will be done to him, except ten times worse."-- Kurama winced.
"No!" Hiei shouted as Kurama gave Ryton his rose. --Why did he do that? He'd better have a plan. He'd better not be giving in for my sake.--
Then he sawRyton pull his hand away. "A thorn pricked me." One of Ryton's teammates picked up a dagger. The other grabbed Hiei by his shoulder. He began to roughly undo the bandage on Hiei's right arm.
Then Hiei realized what was happening. He tried to pull away, but his tormentor's grip was strong. The bandage was undone. Hiei tensed as his hand was extended. The dagger was raised.
And it swiftly pierced his skin.
Hiei stared at the end of the dagger embedded in the palm of his right hand. Then it was yanked out. His face became distorted with pain. His hand shook violently, even though he clutched his wrist to keep it steady. He started to breathe heavily, refusing to let the sounds of agony escape his lips. And he stared, unbelieving, at the huge, bloody hole in his right hand.
"Hiei!!!" three voices yelled in unison. Then everything went quiet. A laugh broke the silence.
Ryton stood in the center of the ring laughing hysterically at the look on the fire demon's face. "I will remember that look forever," he cackled. "You..." Kurama managed to get out of his mouth. Then he clamped his jaw shut, afraid of what he might say, and what might happen, if he continued.
Yusuke on the other hand was not nearly as polite. I won't go into the details, but I will tell you that what he screamed was not very nice at all. Fortunately, what happened to Hiei did not rest in the hands of Yusuke and his big mouth.
Ryton stopped laughing long enough to hear what Yusuke had to say. Then he cracked up again. When he stopped laughing, he looked down. Kurama's rose was still on the ground. "Pick it up," he said, grinning. Kurama reluctantly did so. "Now, extend it into your Rose Whip."
"Don't!!!!!!" yelled Kuwabara and Yusuke. Hiei waited until they were finished, then let his pain come out in the form of an order. "KURAMA DON'T BE A FOOL!!! I DON'T CARE WHAT THEY DO TO ME!!! ALL THAT MATTERS IS YOU WINNING THE FIGHT!!! JUST DO THAT FOR THE TEAM!!!" Then he caught his breath and silently added, --for me.--
"I'm sorry, Hiei. I must refuse your request," Kurama murmured. With a shaking hand, he extended his whip. Knowing the words before they were spoken, he handed it to Ryton. "Very nice. I didn't even have to tell you what to do." He cracked the whip. "I see why you favor this weapon Kurama. It is very powerful."
He cracked it again, but this time it sent a long red line down his arm. Kurama knew what had happened before Ryton did. Before his opponent even felt the pain, Kurama stated with a grimace, "It scratched your arm." Ryton looked. "Why, so it did."
Then, he added, "Oh, Kurama, I forgot to tell you one more reason why I'm doing this. I want to make Hiei scream."
Hiei knew what was coming. It just so happened that it was Ryton's right arm that had been injured. Hiei rolled his eyes at Kurama's anxious expression just as his dragon-tattooed right arm was yanked out his left hand's grasp. One of Ryton's teammates snickered. "How should we do this? Shall we use the dagger, or a whip, or maybe..."
He walked over to the opposite side of the room and picked up Hiei's katana. "Yes. This will do nicely," he said while turning it over in his hands. He unsheathed the sword and walked back to where Hiei was being held. Fingering the blade, he said,"This sword is too great to be wielded by the likes of you. When you are dead I shall see to it that I become its master." Hiei glared at him.
He pressed the tip of the blade into Hiei's shoulder, then slowly dragged it downward to the back of his hand.
It was sheer agony. Ever since his fight with Zeru long ago, Hiei's arm still had not healed completely. The bandages did more than just contain the dragon...they protected his arm. Mere scratches did not matter, but when seriously injured, it caused him excruciating pain. And weak as he was, with his bleeding hand and healing stomach, with his cut face and bruised ribs, it was beyond anything anyone (save Yusuke, who had been through Genkai's agonizing final test)could imagine.
He dropped to the ground, clutching his gashed arm. He writhed and moaned. His eyes watered.He allowed himself these luxuries. But he refused to resort to the worst thing, refused to give Ryton what he wanted: screaming.
"CURSE YOU RYTON!!!!!" Yusuke began to jump into the ring. Kuwabara grabbed his waist in mid-jump and pulled him down. They both fell to the ground in a heap. "You can't Urameshi!!! If you do we'll be disqualified!!! And who knows what will happen to Shor-, I mean Hiei!!!!"
Yusuke squirmed, trying to release himself from Kuwabara's hold. "COME ON KUWABARA LET ME GO!!!!!! I HAVE TO STOP THIS NOW!!!!!! HIEI'S GETTIN BEAT UP AND I HAVE A FEELING THAT KURAMA'S NEXT!!!!!! LET....ME....GO!!!!!!" He struggled wildly, but Kuwabara would not release him.
Kurama stood still, unsure of whether to mouth off at Ryton and his team, tell Yusuke to stop, yell "HIEI!!!!!!!!!" at the top of his lungs, or just keep quiet. His mind spun, trying to figure a way out of this nightmare. He decided to bite his tongue and wait.
Koto was very confused. The walking, talking rule book knew that it was against the rules to take a hostage in order to win a fight, but Ryton looked like he was enjoying himself, and the fans were going crazy at the sight of blood and torture. She remembered what had happened when she tried to stop Bakken from beating up the unconscious Kurama. When she interfered, she was (painfully) thrown out of the ring twice. She sighed and bit her tongue. --I guess I'll have to put up with it.--