S.K: I'm sooooo sorry I haven't updated in a long long long time. I don't really have an excuse, soo I'm not gonna bother making up one. Sooo I decided this chapter really.

I DON'T OWN ANY AND ALL YUYU HAKUSHO CHARACTERS!

Kurama stood against the wall, fingers on his lips. He knew he had gone home. He remembered greeting his kaa-san, doing his homework, and falling asleep in his own bed.

The alarm system was on and the doors were locked. No one could get in or out without tripping the alarm without the code. Kurama doubted the kidnapper knew the code and could be stealthy enough to carry him out the house silently. After all, at now 16 yrs old, he was 119 pounds heavy. (O.o Dude, my bro is 2 yrs younger and almost 30 heavier and he's extremely active)

Kurama couldn't believe that he had gotten his first real kiss from someone he hardly knew properly. A guy on top of that. It was all too much. He had to leave, he had responsibilities.

Kurama ran to the heavily curtained window and pulled the emerald green curtains back. The moon and stars just started to peak up from the sky. The sound of the crickets was faint. City lights glowed all glimmering reds, greens, yellows, and blues. 'Wow, I must be far outside of Tokyo.' He thought.

A faint knock at the door startled the young redhead. He went to the door and opened it slightly, peeking out. A very pale young woman dressed in an old dress and apron bowed.

"Prince has told us you may need our assistances. I am Risha, they are Astoyai, Nanyou, and Hiru." The woman, Risha, said, pointing at three women lined up against the wall, arms full of various accessories.

'Prince?' Kurama thought, 'there's a prince here?' He smiled weakly at the women and said, "Oh, I'm Suiichi Minamino, but you may call me Kurama. Come in." He stepped aside and let the women in. The last one, Hiru grinned at him. Kurama's eyes widened at the site of the two sharp glinting fangs in her mouth.

"We will draw a bath for you and Nanyou will get your tunic." Astoyia said, guiding the others to a door across from the canopy bed. Nanyou pulled open a tall door revealing a whole closet full of emerald, black, and magenta clothings, most were black.

Kurama who was still in the door way, slipped out of the room and ran down the hallway. He came to a long spiral staircase and headed down, panting. He turned and looked behind him and continued downward.

Kurama ran as fast as he could down the stairs. Those women weren't normal. The situation wasn't normal, nothing was normal. He didn't like the look Hiru gave his neck, he didn't like her period. He wanted to leave.

Kurama stopped at the bottom of the staircase. He had to choose a path, through 20 foot doors, or a dimly lit scary looking hallway. 'I pick the 20 foot doors any day.' He thought.

Kurama started to push the doors open, which to his surprise, wasn't all that heavy. The room was a dinning hall. The table in the middle was very long and rectangular and consisted of 70 seats. Foods and center pieces decorated the table.

People scurried about, adding things to the table and talking. It all stopped when Kurama came through the door. He stood panting, looking around the very very large room. Tall stain glass windows decorated the left wall.

"Oh my god, it's the prince's mortal. I didn't think he was that beautiful." One whispered. Murmurs rang throughout the entire room.

"I think he's trying to escape." Someone else whispered. A couple people gasped and some whispered to each other. Two taller, built males headed for Kurama, slowly as if trying to remain stealth. Kurama backed away one step and the men ran at him.

Kurama crouched slightly and put up his fists. The bald man tried to grab his arm, but the red head dodged and grabbed the man's arm and twisted it, and kicked the back of the man's knees.

The man fell to the ground moaning, while the second male threw a punch a Kurama's gut. Kurama side stepped and round house kicked the guy, punched the gut and knocked him to the ground.

Yelling and the sound of pounding steps behind Kurama snapped him into action. He pushed past the people and grabbed a chair. He carried it to the stain glass window and swung. The window broke with a loud shattering.

Kurama dropped the chair and backed up. He ran towards the window and jumped into the night. He landed on the ground and rolled to his feet, kept running. The grass was wet and tickled his feet.

Kurama stopped when a chilling feeling washed over him. It hurt. His head hurt. The pain was too much. The insistent throbbing, it hurt. He fell to his knees, clutching his head. Things were in his head. Memories. But not his.

memory

The pregnant brown haired woman walked down the cold, deserted street. Noises between the alley grew louder. Darkly dressed men in the alleys gathered around each other.

The woman picked up her pace, hearing footsteps behind her. She glanced to her left at a small convenient store. She turned and started to head for the store.

An arm wrapped around her waist and the other on her mouth. The woman kicked and tried to scream.

"Sshhhhh shhh!" The man whispered in her ear. The woman stiffened and closed her eyes as a tear slide down her cheek.

The man dragged her into the alley. He spun her around and pinned her up to the wall. The woman kept her eyes closed in fear.

"You shouldn't be out in the streets at this time of night little mama. Especially since you're pregnant." The man said softly.

The woman opened her eyes and sniffled.

The man sighed and said, "Come on little mama, let's get you home." He smiled a soft smile.

The woman stared at the two long glinting fangs. She looked into his eyes and followed him out of the dark alley.

Memory end

S.K: I'm ending it there, sorry. Bye bye!