A/N: This is going to be in the Point of View of Kurama. I'm not going to try and turn this thing rated R, but if I must, I must. I'm going to have SO much fun with this chapter; here is your only warning; mentions rape, lemon and me on a bad day! :}
Chapter Four
Wicked Touch
The last thing I remember was feeling someone gather their energy and the feel of death sweep past me. I remember that we had been fighting Karasu...we lost. But, how, I thought. Karasu is weak, I could have handled him on my own, what's happened to him to make him this powerful, could it be escaping the River Styx?
My thoughts were cut off as something cut deep into my right arm. I opened my eyes in pain to see Hell's residence staring back at me. The room was very small; it was more like a cell. It only had a small cot and a toilet; that was it. As I looked around the room, my eyes rested on Karasu. He was sitting near me, holding a dagger, which he had used to draw my blood.
He looked at the dagger and then said, "I'll be back, my wounded fox." With that he stood up and walked out of the cell door.
I tried to sit up, but there were shackles where my wrists were supposed to be, the same thing was on my ankles. I couldn't even as much as budge. I then heard two voices in the hallway; I couldn't help but overhear...
"Hear is what you asked for," Karasu said.
"Good, now you may have your way with him, make sure it hurts. The last thing I want is for his 'friends' to save him and you haven't yet found your fill. Go, have fun," a female voice said.
"O, I will, Lady Ryokha, I will."
The gate began to open that lead to my cell. A rush of dread and fear passed over me, I had known Karasu long enough to know what he has planned, and I needed to find away to stop him.
He began to undress himself, and then he undressed me. He lay on top of me, so much pain and hatred rested in his eyes, and then, all it was, was pleasure.
The pain was unbearable, him... moving up and down on my poised body, him moving as fast and as hard as he can, never stopping, never even pausing. The pain was too much. I don't remember it all, luckily, but I screamed, and I screamed hard.
I must have passed out sometime last night, because I awoke and there was no one is sight. I had lost my voice, I soon realized, and I was throbbing in pain. I don't know how long Karasu went, but it seemed like all night.
I lay there for hours on end. I had no way of telling the time, and no way to pass the time. I was hungry, and all I wanted to do was just roll over and die.
The cell door opened, I expected Karasu to enter wanting 'more,' but I was wrong. A beautiful young woman had walked in; she was carrying a tray with food on it. I couldn't see what kind. Her sleeves draped to the stone floor. Her clothes was see through, all of it. Whenever my eyes passed to an...unholy sight there was an almost wiring of flowers there.
She sat down on the floor and began to feed me. She talked to me calmly. Telling me that all of my friends already knew of what had happened last night, and that once they were told that I was with another, they turned around and walked home. That they didn't care, that I was as good as dead.
A part of me wanted to tell this girl off, but another part wanted me to embrace this, so there would be someone here that I could talk to, someone here who would listen to me. Hiei, I thought, if I could have just told you how I felt...
A/N: I don't own Yu-Yu Hakusho but I do own Ryokha and her powers, they are mine. The next chapter, I believe, will be called Rescue Mission.