Pt 20

. Curses flowed freely from his lips as he stormed to his chamber, barely missing the slave-girl who cleaned his room. Shar shuddered in fear, desperately wanting to run. Rumors about her predecessor Shoji ran rampant through the castle. Everyone said that Hiei had raped her, then had her killed when she complained to Yukina.

Slowly he turned to face her, red eyes gleaming as he took first one, then two steps towards her. Petrified she tried to tell herself to run. Maybe Hiei would be merciful and kill her instead of subject her to the all-night torture of his bed.

He reached her and drew her to him. His claws traced a line down her neck. Her large brown filled up with tears despite her best efforts to be brave. He pulled her non-too gently towards the bed but paused before he pushed her on to the bed, lying on top of her. Her sash came undone easily in Hiei's hands. She trembled helplessly as Hiei pulled open her kimono's top and exposed her breasts. She pulled her arms in front of her to cover herself but he caught her hands in his. For a while he lay there, unwilling to continue.

He looked down at the shaking girl and found he couldn't do it for some damned reason. He didn't want to. This was the way he vented but this time…

Shar's eyes were squeezed tightly shut to lock in the tears. For a while no one moved, then slowly she found herself curious. Slowly her eyes opened and she found Hiei seemingly staring intently down at her.

"Go." She froze, not believing her ears.

"My Lord?" He pulled back from her.

"I said go. And close the door on the way out." She nodded dumbly and pulled her kimono back up. She rushed to the door but before she left she turned.

"Thank you My Lord." Hiei nodded.

"Good choice." He glanced over to see Miya leaning against his room wall. Shar looked worriedly between the two before Miya waved her out, shutting the door behind her.

"What are you doing here?"

"I've heard about your exploits with women when you get angry. I came to make sure no one was hurt."

"Make sure no one else was hurt you mean." Miya didn't know what to say. She had expected blatant anger, expected she would have to protect Shar. Instead she found a man who felt like his sister had betrayed him. This was not the same hard Hiei she had come to know. "I get the feeling you knew they would do this." She sighed.

"I'll not lie to you, my Lord. I didn't know per say; no one told me. But I had my suspicions. She loves him and you've been forcing her to choose between the two she loves. So far, in order to keep the peace she's been humoring you but that can only last so long. No one can live like that."

"I guess I saw this coming; I tried to prevent it as long as possible. Damn, why do you always have to be right?"

"I guess it's a curse my Lord."

"Why do you insist on calling me Lord? I no longer own you." He turned and headed back to his bed.

"There are more than one ways to own a person." She stated quietly. Hiei glanced back, slightly surprised at her words.

"Did Yukina send you to try to patronize me? Because it's not working." Miya's eyes flashed.

"She's hurting too you know. You're not the only one! You should be one of the ones who understand what it's like to have what you want just out of your reach." Hiei snorted.

"You talk like you know this first hand!" Thoroughly miffed, the kitsune glared at him. "I should have killed him when I had the chance!"

"That's the talk of a coward! You're even more of a tyrant than I thought!"

"People had died for saying less."

"For once why don't you take on someone who can actually fight back?"

"Like you?"

"Why the hell not?!" Hiei's head shot up, more than slightly shocked at her outburst.

"Don't be a fool Miya!" Realizing what she had said she looked at the carpet, ashamed.

"My lord," her voice was barely a whisper, "that was out of place; please forgive me."

"I'm not your lord anymore Miya." Hiei walked between his bed and the wall and leaned against the window, half-hoping she would leave and half hoping she would follow.

"Lord Hiei…"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT! I can't stand having you call me that!"

"I'm sorry; it's all I've ever known you as. I feel uncomfortable calling you anything else." He sighed and turned.

"Look Miya, your father was the best friend I ever had. I can't …" he paused, searching for the right words but found none. He started walking away.

"I want to stay with you."

He swirled and grabbed her shoulders, throwing her off guard. It took a second before Hiei realized how close they were. He tried to turn away but Miya's arms wrapped around him and pulled him back. "Miya…"

"I think…it's my turn to come out in the open."

"I'm not going to allow this Miya." He said softly.

"I'm stronger than you; you can't stop me. Just tell me you don't want this and I'll leave. I'll go with Yusuke and you'll never have to see me again. All you have to do is say the word." His words caught in his throat. His logical mind yelled that he should stop her but his body objected. Everything about her called to him; he could lose himself in her eyes. She leaned closer. "You know the origins of the yokai mating practice my lord? It's trust. One trusts that the other will not kill them when they sink their teeth into their neck. Tell me my lord, do you trust me?"

"Do you really want this Miya? Yokai mate for life." He reached back, his claws delicately tracing the mark he had put on her neck, the H that had long since claimed her as his property. She nodded.

"More than anything else."

"Then…I trust you Miya." She smiled as her lips brushed his neck.

"Incidentally, my lord, my name is Kirai."

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Hiei gasped from pure ecstasy when Miya roughly buried her fangs in his neck. His head tilted back as the delicious pain swamped him. Blood pounded in the veins in his throat as she cradled his head, stroking his hair. Her arms held him in place and he didn't fight against her. Her soft breath tickled against his skin, causing him to shudder. Her pert breasts pressed against his back enticingly.

Slowly she pulled her fangs out. Gently she scraped her teeth over his neck. He groaned low in his throat.

"Kirai…" Miya's arms tightened as she moved her teeth, only to replace them with her tongue. She pushed him down onto the bed and straddled him, lips never leaving his neck. Her hands roamed his back as she nipped him. Finally she pulled back to allow him to roll over.

He was used to being the dominant figure; he had always found it enjoyable. But as she took charge he found it more erotic than anything he had felt before; he found himself submitting. Her legs were on either side of his waist and she pressed down on him, gently rubbing against his groin. Immediately he became aroused; his hand tightening around her. "Kami, Kirai!"

She smiled at his response and lay on top of him. Her tongue ran over his lips and instantly they parted. Roughly she explored his mouth, her hands pulling at his shirt, tugging it off of him without breaking the kiss. She stroked his feverish chest before reaching up to pull down the top of her gi. Her mouth reluctantly tore from him as she pulled the undershirt over her head. Sensing how restless the koorime was becoming and wanting to tease him, she slowly undid the strip of cloth that held her breasts prisoner. Hiei's hips ground into her, annoyed at the fabric that separated them. He growled impatiently and reached to slice through her pants. She caught his hand.

"Patience, my lord, you need to be more patient. Obviously you have a problem with authority."

"Submission has never been my strong point." He wet his lips.

"Then you'll just have to learn." She pulled his claw to her taut nipple. "We're going to do this my way." Her fingers directed him and obediently he followed, caressing her breast.

"Like this?" She nodded between intakes of breath.

"Just like that…" Miya let him continue for a while, then firmly drew his head up to where his hands massaged. He didn't need another hint. A gasp tore from her throat when Hiei clamped his hot, wet mouth over her left nipple. "Mmmm, Hiei, that's perfect!" She arched back, giving him full access. She buried her fingers in his hair, pulling off the bandana. He paused for a moment and her claws raked across his shoulder. "Not until I tell you, Hiei."

"Of course…" he breathed silkily, tongue darting over her erect nipple before taking into his mouth again.

He froze momentarily and almost forgot to breathe when she reached inside his clothes and took hold of his rock-hard member. His forehead lay on her chest as he panted from the sensual touch. She ran her fingers down its length before rubbing the tip. Gently her free hand guided him back to her breasts and he sucked more passionately than before. Every few moments he'd have to stop as the sweeping sensations threatened to get the better of him.

Both arms held her firmly against him until she reached for his hand. She took hold of it and placed it against her stomach. Her fingers laced through his as she slid them down her body, stopping at the waistband of her pants. "Kirai…don't, please don't tease me like this!" Hiei whispered into the valley of her breasts. Smiling, she kissed the top of his head before allowing his hand to slide further.

Almost reverently, he stroked the inside of her thighs before cupping her curls. He bit down, non-too gently on her breast and simultaneously he found her bundle of nerves.

"Damn…" she hissed. Her hold on his neck tightened as he covered her in love bites. Roughly he explored her womanhood, spurred on by her enthusiasm. Her breathing grew heavy as her body moved in response to the koorime's ministrations.

Finally she lay back, pulling him on top. At a nod from her, Hiei hooked his fingers over the band of her pants. She helped him tug off her clothes and they joined the growing pile of haphazardly flung clothes, almost instantly followed by the remainder of his. His hands roamed her body, memorizing every curve and scar. He blazed a trail of open-mouthed kisses down her heated frame. Parting her legs, he lowered his head, drinking in her scent before moving down.

"Uhh…Hiei…" Miya groaned loudly. Her hips jerked upwards, trying to get as much pleasure as possible. One leg hung over his shoulder and she gripped his hair as he tasted her. Firmly he kissed her and his tongue delved into her. Her hand pressed him to herself and he had no qualms about obeying. Her groans excited him and he dipped deeper, loving the bliss he gave her, knowing he was giving her what no one else had. His hands slid under her and cupped her cheeks, lifting her to him.

He should have guessed from the beginning: Kirai, his Kirai was a virgin; he was her first. It drove him wild with desire, knowing he would be her only lover.

All logic deserted her as searing, hot pleasure tore through her, each wave more powerful than the last. He pressed against her even harder, his teasing tongue darting inside her. He pulled back and slid two of his fingers inside her. Smiling evilly, his teeth found the little fold of flesh they sought and tenderly took hold of them.

Unprepared, Miya shrieked in delight.

"Hiei! Yesss…" she couldn't find words to tell him how she felt right then but he understood, all the while pulling at and stroking her. At last she could stand it no longer. "Hiei, I need you NOW!" Quickly he moved up and kissed her cheek gently.

"Are you sure you're ready?" Miya nodded and kissed him roughly. He didn't wait any longer. She bent her knees and planted her feet on the as he poised himself at her entrance and gripped her upper thighs as he thrust forward into the hot wetness.

A gasp of pain escaped her when he entered her. It lasted only a moment, soon replaced once again by building pleasure. Hiei waited for a moment, knowing the kind of pain this could cause.

"I'm fine." The second he heard he started moving inside her, slowly at first. She moaned, ankles crossing behind his back, taking him in deeper. He sped up his movements, spurred by cries. A loud and harsh cry tore from her lips as he continued to pound into her with wanton.

Hiei barely held on to rationale; he could feel his control slipping. In the past he had always been in control; never had he met anyone who could cause him to lose his grip. This was what he wanted, what he needed. His mind barely registered her erotic chant of his name as he adjusted his hips slightly, loving every part of her. Her behavior was a stark contrast to the sweet, innocent tightness between her legs. Her claws raked across his chest, finding his nipples, and he cried out. His teeth nipped at her neck before burying themselves into her soft skin. His hands squeezed at her breasts and her cries grew even louder.

The delicious mixture of pain and pleasure drove her wild. She matched him thrust for thrust, her hips jerking upward with irrepressible lust. To Miya, time and space vanished. All she knew was Hiei, and how she wanted more of him. Expertly, he moved, knowing exactly what would create each maddening sensation in his Kirai. The skin of her neck healed when he pulled his teeth out and ran his tongue over the redness, only to be broken again when he repeatedly plunged his fangs in.

Hiei couldn't take anymore; his hands deserted the sweet torture they lavished on her breasts to grasp her shoulders. He pulled himself up, plunging deep inside her with a single deep thrust, burying himself to the hilt as his body screamed for release. He had completely lost control of his body, raw need wiping out every conscious thought. That was more than enough for her, her walls quivering around him as she swiftly entered her orgasm.

"HIEI!" she screamed, muscles clenching around him. He plunged inside her a few more times before his cries signaled his release.

"KIRAI!" His explosion filled her with his juices as her spasms contracted rapidly. Gradually they slowed, then came to a stop, leaving the kitsune sweaty, breathless and satiated.

Fulfilled, Hiei pulled out and sank beside her, head on the same pillow. She leaned against him and he responded by slipping his arms around her. In his embrace, Miya soon dozed off to rhythmic caressing of her hair.

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Slowly Hiei's eyes opened. Miya's face lay a bare inch from his. He smiled, remembering their experience but his eyes clouded over; he would have to leave her. Silently he rose, sliding his hands from under her. He reached down for his discarded clothes but was barely able to get into them.

"Where are you going?" He sighed.

"Why would you have to wake up now?"

"You were going to leave me again, weren't you?"

"Yes. I guess I was."

"And if I want to stay with you?"

"You're a free young woman; I can't stop you, I can't control you anymore, as anyone could tell from last night." He reached up to the bite marks on his neck. "You were right again, when you said there was more than one way to own a person. In a way you've owned me for a while"

"So, is there room for a high-strung kitsune among your ranks of fighters?"

"I don't want fighters I can't control."

"Too bad!" They both smirked and Hiei shook his head.

"There's no getting through to you is there?" Miya shook her head and dressed. Hiei's eyes subconsciously followed her every move. She couldn't help but blush when she noticed him watching her.

"Even now you're still innocent!" Hiei drew her to him. "That's what I can't stand about you." She chuckled.

"You're a load of crap, lord Hiei. I see that now." He growled. The koorime's tongue darted over the scars on her neck and she shivered in excitement."

"I'm going after Banshi; he's still out there and I need to find him before he strikes again. I have one year."

"And I'll come too. You could use a fighter. I'm not even going to mention that I had to save your arse!" Hiei glared at her.

"You're a fool Kirai."

"That's all, that's all you're going to say to me?" He turned and headed for the door.

"What were you expecting, some bold declaration of love?" She glowered at his retreating back for a moment, then ran to catch up.

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"My fighter has died before the ninth of January – it would appear that you have won this round."

"Let's see, you killed Kuwabara, decimated my house, destroyed my human body, forced me to bend space time itself to save Shinbi's essence and, to top it off, you've tainted my daughter's soul with your evil. I would not call that winning." Banshi chuckled and glanced over at Yoko Kurama.

Yoko glared, arms crossed as Shinbi peered anxiously through the darkness that separated her from her daughter. She breathed a sigh of relief when Miya stubbornly tagged along behind the koorime. You better take care of her Hiei!

"Maybe you're right Kurama, but then again, isn't it just like fate to rob both of us of victory?" Yoko nodded and drew Shinbi to his side protectively.

"Your daughter made an interesting statement; she said that light and darkness must always exist in order to compliment each other."

"If that's true then our fight will never end. She may have a point."

"It's true." Both men turned to look at Shinbi. "Miya became stronger when darkness caused her to lose control. Perhaps, just perhaps, one side is not yet supposed to win this battle. When one wins, the world ends."

"The darkness you represent and the light that supports me will constantly be at odds with each other and 'til the day one of us wins…"

"…our game will continue," Banshi finished.

"How quaint, to call our clash a game." Banshi smirked and settled onto a cushion across from Yoko. Yoko also sat with Shinbi kneeling behind him. The table which appeared between them displayed different scenes: Yukina and Kotsu, Hiei and Miya, Yusuke with his family, Koenma sitting at his desk…

"And now to let fate decide who my next player will be!" In Banshi's hand a small cup and two cube dice materialized.

The dark mist swirled around the three, concealing them from the waist-down. He shook the cup and the dice clattered as they hit against each other and the inside of the cup. Three pairs of eyes fastened on the dice as they rolled across the table. Breaths were held as the dice settled on a number.

"Double five!" Banshi smirked as a glowing list scrolled in front of his face. Randomly the names with the number ten beside them moved to a second, much shorter list. Nominee number ten was highlighted. "Yoko, meet your daughter's new opponent! Let round two begin!"

But round two's a whole other story, isn't it?

The End.