A/n: Oy! I hate being sick. I can't do anything, so here I am typing up the one story that nobody reads. Come on people! Review! I only got two for the last chapter. (both of which I am very greatful for. Thank you sooo much!)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything! I've been hinting at things for the past eight chapters. Someone out there MUST have a theory as to who the bad guy is by now!

Warnings: Yaoi (Male/Male relationships) Mention of rape.

Christmas came and went without too much of an incident. Once Koenma was sure Yusuke wasn't out to spill his blood, they had a big Christmas party in the makes, which ran pretty smoothly. There was the small issue that -someone- tricked Hiei into getting drunk which resulted in the fire demon on the table doing a strip tease, but nothing more dramatic than that.

Kurama grinned at the memory. All the girls had to be evacuated from the room while the boys tried to keep Hiei's clothes on his body while trying to sober him up. And once he came to, Hiei ran out of the house and was nowhere to be seen for a week.

He shook his head and continued his walk. The holiday madness was over, and things were returning to semi-peace. Around him there were people taking down Christmas decorations and dragging trees to the curb. He looked up at the cloudless sky and sighed. This was nice. It was peaceful, and yet…

He stopped walking and looked around. Everyone around him was happy and calm. The holiday cheer still lingered in the city, but he himself still felt, if anything, gloomy. No, that wasn't true. He wasn't sad or depressed.

The reality of it was he was scared.

The redhead continued his walk to nowhere, only paying enough attention to not get hit by a car. His thoughts took control over most of his body.

He was scared. He hadn't told anybody, not even Yusuke or Hiei, but that night still haunted him. It had only been a few weeks. Nobody, human or not, gets over a rape that quickly and he was no exception. It was true that as of late he was feeling a little better, but he was still scared.

His dreams were constantly filled with memories and fears for what could happen in the future. He couldn't seem to get over it. And what his attacker said to him left a lingering feeling of dread. "Perhaps I'll come back to play again sometime in the future."

That was a threat. He knew it. And it was likely one that would be carried out. He wasn't being paranoid. This demon was fully capable of coming back for him. It was true that he would be more on his guard and Yusuke and Hiei were constantly on alert, but that didn't help the fact that someone was out to get him and could succeed in doing it.

He sighed again. This was no good. If he didn't pull himself together he really was going to go paranoid.

"Woah!" he held his coat shut as a strong gust of wind passed through. As it died down he frowned. Something in the air… It wasn't right.

"Mom!" Yusuke called as he stepped out of his room. "Are you sober today?"

"Now is that anyway to talk to your mother?" came a voice from the kitchen. She stepped out holding a mug of coffee.

"Whatever. I'm going out," he said to her, grabbing his coat.

"Going to meet your girlfriend again, are you?" she asked leaning against the wall.

"Mother!" he wined.

"Oh, right. You're the uke. I forgot," she stated casually, taking a sip of her drink.

"Mom!" his face flushed bright red. "I'll be back by dinner," he mumbled, and stepped out before she could say anything else that could potentially embarrass him.

Honestly! He loved his mother, really he did. But sometimes the woman was just so… He sighed. He was spawned from this lady. What else could he expect?

But aside from that, he wasn't going out to meet Kurama today. He just needed some time to be alone to think.

Kurama hadn't let him sleep over since that night before his birthday. It worried him. The redhead would usually jump at the chance to have him over. True, they spent most of their waking hours together, but when night fell, he was sent home alone.

He felt slightly rejected, but that wasn't what bothered him the most. He had a feeling Kurama was hiding something. He knew Kurama wasn't completely over what had happened to him (and honestly, he himself wasn't either.) But he figured that would be a reason he would want him to stay over, not send him home.

Kurama hadn't been making much sense at all lately. He seemed really out of it. Although it wasn't nearly as much as he had a few weeks ago, he would still sometimes drift away in thought. It wasn't like him, and it worried him. He didn't like the idea of Kurama being in trouble and not letting him help.

Ring Ring Ring! Ring Ring Ring!

He frowned and took out his communicator (which Botan had insisted beyond all reason that he carry with him.) He flipped it open to see the blue haired girl's face waiting on the screen expectantly.

"Hey Botan," he greeted.

"Yusuke! Oh that goodness. Kurama's missing!"

He nearly dropped the device upon hearing the message. Regaining himself he shouted to the screen.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S MISSING! WHERE IS HE?"

"Yusuke, please," she cried, trying to get him to calm down. "I don't know what happened, but he's gone. We… we detected a small trace of demon energy before he disappeared. The same demon we've been having you guys track."

A feeling of dread fell into the pit of his stomach.

"Where?" he demanded. "Where was it?"

"The demon's energy appeared for a moment just outside a group of abandoned old warehouses. A few minutes later Kurama disappeared from the park. We've already contacted Kuwabara, and are trying to find Hiei. Yusuke," she swallowed hard. "Koenma told me what happened to Kurama. Please, get there before he gets hurt again."

"Don't worry," he said, and snapped the communicator shut. "I will."

A warehouse, she said. Probably the same one as last time. That was clear on the other side of the city. He was going to have to hurry. He sprinted as fast a she could in that direction, one thought in mind.

'Please, Kurama, be okay. Don't let me be too late.'

In a record time of ten minutes he could see his destination ahead.

"Urameshi!"

He took half a second to look back to see Kuwabara and Hiei close behind. Reassured by the knowledge that he had backup, he proceeded to enter one of the warehouses; the one that held the faintest traces of demon energy.

Hiei and Kuwabara followed close behind, but a few feet away from the entrance they were thrown back.

"Hey, what gives?" Kuwabara exclaimed, rubbing his back where he landed.

Hiei stood and approached again, only to be pushed back once more. "It's a barrier," he said. "The demon closed it once the detective was inside. He's the one they want. Him and Kurama…"

The doors closed behind Yusuke and he blinked, trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness. The windows were all boarded up, and electricity probably hadn't been working in there for ages. He squinted to try to find any trace of his boyfriend. He didn't but he it appeared he found his captor.

"Well, good afternoon, detective," came the woman's voice. He could make out a faint outline of her in the shadows. "Tell me, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"Don't give me that bull shit!" he yelled at her. "Tell me where Kurama is!"

"My, my. No need to yell. You want to see your little boyfriend? He's right here." She gestured behind her. He looked he looked up and his eyes widened as he gasped.

Hanging by his wrists from the ceiling was the unmoving form of Kurama.

A/n: The question on everyone's mind gets answered next chapter. Who raped Kurama? Cyber cookies to anyone who can guess who it is! (Which would require you to review.)