A/n: Hey everyone! Here we go, another chapter of Love Blossem. I'll have tou know that six of the seven pages here were just typedup today. Not exactly my record, but I have to type something here and I can't think of anything right now. So ah, read and review because there are only two more chapters left for you to do so.

Oh yeah! Congradulations to our one winner: -:-:-Ryukotsusei-:-:- who guessed who our villan was. You did a great job and picked out every single little hint I left, so you get not only cyber cookies, but a cyber ice cream cake as well. So congradulations!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. I do not own the Villan either, he belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. But I you don't know who he is, hit pretend he's my OC.

Warnings: Yaoi (M/M relationships) Mention of Rape

He stood there completely still from shock, staring at Kurama's unmoving form. It was dark, much too dark to make out any details, but that was most definitely Kurama. And from what he could see, he was not at all in good shape. He had to help him. He had to get him out of there.

With that thought in mind, he darted forward with the intention of getting him down. But only a few feet short of reaching him, he was thrown back against the wall by a gust of wind.

Mentally cursing himself for forgetting about the bitch hiding in the shadows, he picked himself off the ground and prepared himself for another attempt to help his boyfriend. Only this time he barely moved forward a few feet before he was pulled back by his wrists and ankles and pinned up against the wall.

Cursing out loud this time, he struggled to break free from the invisible bonds.

"Damnit! Let me go! Kurama!" he called out. But the only response he was met with was a very familiar laugh.

"Kuku kuku. Do not struggle. It's rude. You should be more polite to your host."

His eyes narrowed. He knew that voice. It was the same voice he heard from the memories Hiei had shown him. This was the man…

He felt his fists clench into tight balls.

This was the man who raped Kurama.

A large bulky figure moved in the shadows.

This was the man who broke his spirit.

He moved forward towards Yusuke.

This was the man who took him away.

"Welcome, Detective Urameshi."

This was the man he was going to kill.

The figure stood before him for a moment, as if studying him, before turning around to face the woman.

"You've done a good job. Why don't you sit out on the side lines for a while? I can take it from here." There was a movement in the shadows, and Yusuke assumed she left. He saw the man also moving off somewhere. Yusuke growled. He seriously wished there was more light so he could see what was going on.

He squinted into the darkness and saw him stop right around where… He gasped. Kurama!

"Stop! Stay away from him!"

He heard him snicker. "Now why would I do that? You were very rude to me, but I am a patient man. As such, I will forgive you and still give you the entertainment I brought you here for."

" 'Entertainment?' " He did not like the sound of that.

"Heh." He moved closer to the red head, but he couldn't quite make out what he was doing, but hearing the half conscious whimper of pain coming from him, he had a pretty good idea. Realization dawning on him of what was about to happen to the kitsune, Yusuke felt his blood boil and rage rise.

"I said stay away from him!" he shouted, once again struggling against the invisible bonds with all him might. The man, however, just ignored him.

Yusuke let out a cry of frustration and anger. If he could just get rid of whatever was holding him down, he would rip the demon limb from limb. If only he could see, maybe he could track down the source.

He paused in his struggles. An idea just stuck him. It would be waisting some of his spirit energy, but if it meant helping Kurama, it was a no-brainer. Holding up his index finger he collected a small wave of spirit energy ready to fire.

"Spirit Gun!"

The blast shot towards the ceiling causing a large hole to appear in it. As chunks of wood and metal fell to the ground, he found himself free from the wall. Taking only a second to look around he saw a woman in a striped red and white kimono unconscious on the ground, knocked out but some of the falling ceiling. She must have been the one who was keeping him pinned to the wall.

"So, I see you've yourself?"

The Spirit Detective turned to finally see illuminated in the moonlight, the man who was behind all this.

He was also dressed in old style clothes. He wore dark navy baggy pants tied up with a matching sash. He had a black top with a green and orange pattern, and a purple vest and sandals completed his outfit. His long wavy black hair was tied up in a pony tail and he glared at him wwith piercing red eyes. And as serious as the situation was, Yusuke couldn't help but take note of the purple eye shadow.

"So," he said, ignoring the man's question. "You're the one."

He grinned wickedly. "I'm the one. And you can call me Naraku."

Yusuke growled and positioned himself. "I have a few other things I'd like to call you," he leaped forward, ready to punch. "It's too bad you won't live long enough to hear them!"

He threw the punch which Naraku easily dodged. He sent a few more at him, each of which he avoided. The raven haired boy cursed. This guy was moving about as fast as Hiei! He was going to have to think of something a little more creative if he was to kill him.

But with his thoughts occupied, he didn't notice where the demon was moving. He was darting back and forth around the room until he stopped somewhere for just a second. But that was all Yusuke needed to gather up a large amount of spirit energy into his fist and throw another punch.

But the demon was fast and dodged again, leaving Yusuke still sending his attack.

Strait at Kurama.

"Damnit!" His momentum was too great; he would never be able to stop in time. Thinking fast, he somehow managed to divert the attack upwards, and all he hit was the rope holding Kurama up.

Still unconscious, the redhead slumped down and fell into Yusuke's arms. Silently thanking whatever gods helped him keep his attack from killing his love; he quickly gathered him up in his arms and jumped out of the way of Naraku, who had decided to take on the offensive.

He furrowed his brow and tightened his hold on Kurama. There was no way he could fight this guy and protect Kurama at the same time.

Kurama shifted slightly, before wincing. What… what happened. He hurt all over. The last thing he remembered was walking in the park, and now…

He groaned and he was suddenly jerked fiercely in, whatever was holding him up right now. Deciding it was time to see what was going on, he let his eyes flutter open. He took a second to focus them and the first think he saw was Yusuke looking like he was running from the devil himself. He was the one carrying him. But what was he running from?

"Yusuke…" he managed to get out, not sure if he could hear him.

But he apparently did as he immediately stopped to look down at him.

"Kurama? You're awake. Are you okay?"

But he didn't even hear his questions. His attention was focused on something just behind him that was approaching at an alarming speed.

"Yusuke…" he said his mind finally waking up. "Yusuke, look out!"

The younger boy looked over his shoulder before quickly dodging out of the way, but wasn't fast enough. The tentacle came down fast and hard against his back like the crack of a whip. He cried out and fell over, causing Kurama to fall out of his arms and land a few feet away.

Although still weak, Kurama managed to force himself up to his knees. The first thing he did was look to see if Yusuke was okay. Much to his distress, he was not.

Kurama himself seemingly forgotten, the attacker continued his assault, Yusuke unable to do anything to defend himself. He was thrown around a few times before tentacles identical to the ones from before wrapped themselves around him.

The Spirit Detective winced as they tightened, and tried to free himself from them, but to no avail. Pretty soon he was on the verge of unconsciousness, gasping for breath.

Kurama's heart filled with terror at the sight. "St-stop," he cried weakly. "Stop it!"

Mustering up as much energy as he could, he brought himself to his feet. The second he was balanced, he fumbled for a moment in the back of his hair before finding the proper seed and produced a rose. He ran forward, a new surge of power coursing through him.

"I won't let you," he said in a low whisper. "I won't let you take him away from me! Rose Whip!" The plant lashed out and cut strait through the tentacles holding the other boy. They retracted, while the other ends of them went limp, causing Yusuke to crash back to the floor. He landed among the rest of the rubble coughing and gasping for breath.

Convinced that he was going to be okay, Kurama turned his attention to the attacker, ready to turn his Rose Whip to him. But the second he saw him, he froze, the feeling of ice flowing through his veins taking over him, leaving him unable to move.

He'd never actually seen the man who raped him. But this man… It couldn't be.

'Perhaps I'll come back to play again some time in the future."

"Kurama, how nice to see you again."

There was a sharp intake of breath as his eyes widened. That voice, cold as ice rendered him in a state of fearful shock.

"You… You're…"

He laughed. "Is that all you have to say to me, Kurama? And after all we've been through."

He started to walk towards him and Kurama's breath picked up. The demon reached out and brushed up against his face which to anyone else would have seemed like an innocent touch.

Kurama however, finally regaining his senses, pulled away and moved a few steps back. "Stay away from me."

"Now, now, don't be so harsh. Don't you remember how much fun we had last time?"

He reached forward once more with more force, but whatever he planned on doing he didn't get a chance to.

"I said stay away!" he unleashed his rose whip again, but he only jumped back and dodged it. "I hate to be the one to tell you this," he growled in a low voice, "but you aren't going to have any 'fun' this time." He took a few steps forward. "No, not ever again. Tonight, you will lose everything. And, you will find out, that you don't control me anymore." He raised his Rose Whip and positioned it for attack.

"So prepare to die."

He lashed out so suddenly, the other wasn't fast enough to dodge out of the way and the weapon caught him on his side. He winced but continued to move out of range of the attacker. But he was suddenly much too slow to keep fully away from the raging fox

Everything, all the frustration and anger from the past few day, all the sadness, all the fear, it all fueled him and gave him the power he needed to take down the demon. But somehow it wasn't enough. He was still able to dodge away with only a few small injuries.

Kurama growled in frustration. He didn't have the power to do this alone.

But that wasn't enough to stop him. He continued with his attacks, backing him into a corner. But he only jumped over the kitsune and landed several feet away from him. Kurama lunged forward, but as he advanced, he noticed something also coming at him just a second to late. The next thing he knew, he was wrapped in the same tentacles from before, which seemed to have come strait from the demon's arm.

Held several feet above the ground, he tried to wriggle himself free, but they only tightened around him. He winced and glared down at him. "Bastard," he gasped, breathing become harder to do every second. He only needed a few more minutes and he could…

"Hey, don't forget about me."

Both heads turned to see Yusuke standing just behind him, his spirit gun aimed at point blank range at his head.

"Good bye. See you never." He grinned. "Spirit Gun!"

The blast hit him strait on, sending him to the other side of the room. Kurama was released from his grasp and fell to the floor, where Yusuke immediately was at his side.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah," he gasped. "But just for a little insurance…" He concentrated his spirit energy and activated the death seed he had planted at the beginning of the battle, when he first hit him with is rose whip.

The two looked up to where Naraku once was, only to see him gone, a bright red flower in his place.

Kurama gasped for breath, completely exhausted from the battle. He felt like just passing out right there and going to sleep. As a matter of fact, that didn't seem like such a bad idea as he fell forward.

But he missed the ground and was caught be a pair of strong arms. He looked up and saw Yusuke's smiling face looking down at him. He blinked before letting a small smile flash over his own face as Yusuke lifted him up to his feet. He lifted the kitsune's chin up and captured his lips in a short, sweet kiss.

As he pulled away, he whispered to him, "We did it Kurama. He's gone." He wrapped his arms around him in a tight hug.

Kurama smiled and rested his head on his boyfriend's shoulder, closing his eyes. "He's gone," he repeated. "And he won't be coming back."

Hiei waited just outside the building he couldn't enter, trying to ignore the human he couldn't make shut up, while fingering the sword he knew he couldn't use at the risk of getting arrested.

It felt like he'd been waiting for hours, although it was probably only barely one. He was going crazy waiting to see the outcome of this encounter, but kept his emotions in line and inside. Unlike Kuwabara who was pacing and ranting and charging at the barrier every few minutes. But Hiei couldn't be bothered with the idiot's antics right now.

He just wanted to see Kurama come out of that building alive and if at all possible unharmed. He just needed to see that he was okay, because he didn't know what he would do if he wasn't.

"Hey, look!"

He decided to humor the human and looked up. Whatever god was listening to him had answered his prayers. The doors to the building had opened and Yusuke came out with Kurama leaning up against him, but more or less unharmed.

Everything else forgotten, Hiei stood up off the grass and ran to meet the two. They were okay.

"Kurama!"

The redhead looked up at him and smiled. "Hello Hiei. I hope we didn't worry you too much."

Showing the smallest ghost of a smile that only Kurama could make out he shook his head. "No," he looked over at Yusuke. "I knew you were in good hands."

Yusuke grinned back at him, and Hiei "humph"-ed as Kuwabara finally reached the group with a sea of questions.

Why the two were interrogated, Hiei turned away from the group and widened his smile ever so slightly. He let out a sigh of relief.

They were perfectly fine.

A/n: Okay, nobody panic! This is not the last Chapter. We still have one more to go plus an epilogue and sequel, so don't go anywhere!