Enemies from the start lovers until the end

by Kyoka-BOO

AU Kurama's lived a traumitized life and is not always one to trust people. Hiei, a high school dropout passing through, is no different. But when Hiei begins to fall for Kurama, problems arise. Can he earn the fox's trust, much less, his love? HxK

4. Chapter 4

Enemies from the star, lovers until the end

To all you reviewer people whom I love so much:

Kuranga108

Yay! I'm glad you liked my chapters. Frankly, I'm not sure that they were that good, but still. I'm glad people are enjoying them. As for your question, No. Humans do not know about demons. And yes, Hiei shall be a demon. Although you'll find out why he's more in tune with money ect., and acts more human. And hey, I stole my dad's office computer that has a spell checker. So, I copied all my stuff on my computer and am revising it here. I enjoy being able to spell check it without having to look through it. It gets to be such a pain doing it myself since it takes long and no matter how many times I go through it I still have numerous mistakes. Hmmm, maybe you're right. x.x I gave a huge hint, so I'm sure most people already guessed who it was.

Lol

Yeah, poor Kurama. I'm so mean to Kurama. I should hardly be able to call myself a Kurama fan. I killed him in my last story. Don't ask me why.

Evene

That's gotta stink. Well, do you at least have a spell checker? I'm stuck on one without it, but I'm lucky enough to get on here and use my dad's one today. Thanks for the review!

BlackRoseVixen05

Wow…

Thank you so much for the complements. I'm really glad that you liked it.

Makaihi

Well, I wouldn't say you're review is harsh. I do want to know what people think. I don't know what type of mercy you mean though. If I'm mean to the readers, I am SO sorry.

Either way, I appreciate you truly telling me your opinion

Taiya

Why thank you Taiya-sama Remember, get your story up sometime. You still working on that 'Hearts of Wolf and Fire' one? Maybe I could help you out a bit. I'd love you help with my story next time we see each other as well

CHII

Well, I don't know if I can either speed up the pace, nor put in a good cliffhanger, but I thank you for your opinion. I am revising the grammar, so it's a start.

Welcome back all or you people! So, here's chapter four, as promised. I hope all of you are doing well. My warnings go as follows, although there may not be a romantic relationship between Kurama and Hiei at the time, there will be later. If anyone had a grudge and/or undying hatred towards the pairing, don't kill your time by reading it. There will also be a side yaoi pairing in this chapter, but it isn't going to be major, just read to find it out. I don't want any angry mobs coming to torture me for putting Kurama-sama through torture. Gomen-nasai! bows But I will warn you also, torture and hints of rape in this chapter. Yeah I know. I promise, noting graphic with the rape stuff. I don't intend for it to be a mature fic, so it will live up to it's rating, falling in the PG-13 catagory. I own noting Togashi-san created, although I know there are numerous people who wish they did. I don't have the creative talent that he has. Shall we continue on with the fic?

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Chapter four: His Memories, a Past of Pain and Horror Part II

Kurama's eyes snapped open, and he wondered in dismay what had happened for a moment before he remembered. The fire, his mother, friends, all gone...

The thought readily brought tears to his eyes, but he held them back. He used to be so calm, he never cried. He reminded himself that if only been at the village, everyone else's lives might have been spared. They had said before they were looking for him, and only him. He could've bargained that he'd come in exchange for their lives. All his friends and family were dead, the only things in the world he valued, more than even his own life. He couldn't hold it back, a sob escaped his lips and he collapsed to the ground, shaking violently. He remembered the pain in his head from being hit with that pole, but compared to his current losses, it was the least of his concerns. It still stood he didn't care about himself, even when he felt crimson liquid trickling form the wound on the wound on his head onto the stone floor with a plink.

One thought went through his head, he had to get out of here. If he stealthily avoided the guards he assumed were probably stationed around here, he could at least go back to his village and create proper graves for the fallen. He wiped his tears on he back on his torn sleeve and walked forward, peaking under the crack of the door for signs of guards stationed directly outside of the door. "I see you're awake, young Kurama" Kurama's eyes widened in dread at the cold voice behind him, the very tone sent shivers down his spine. He turned to see a dark figure standing against the wall opposite of him.

The very appetence of this guy was enough to scare someone. He wore a black, long cloak that stood out against extremely pale skin. Long black hair was tired back and a silver mask hid his face. all that was visible were cruel, azure eyes that had a sadistic look about them. Kurama froze where he was, but remembering what Kuwabara and Yuusuke had said; put his fist up in preparation to defend himself. The guy chuckled and walked his way. Kurama trembled hard in fear. His eyes, if possible, looked even more cruel than before. But judging by his features, was only three or four years older than Kurama. Still, the dark figure towered over him with an almost dominating height. He reached out a cool hand and touched his cheek, and Kurama attempted to step away. Before he could do that, an arm encircled his waist and pulled him opposite of the way he intended to go, forwards. He struggled in the close embrace, squiming and breathing hard in fear.

"It's a pleasure to do this fox..." He whispered seductively as Kurama continued to squim.

"Know my name... Karsu" With this, Karsu licked Kurama's ear. Kurama whimpered and managed to draw away, running to the most sheltered place he saw; a dark corner. Karsu approached him; the sadistic glint in his eyes growing yet more. He drew out a metal spiked whip, lashing it out at Kurama. As the whip cut across the flesh, Kurama held back a scream as he cringed away. Blood dripped down his side and took away pain from his already injured head and arm. Kurama tried to focus on something other than the pain as he felt Karsu grab his broken arm roughly, squeezing hard. He couldn't help crying out, it was as simple as that. He smiled again as he trailed his tongue down the arm, earning a shiver on his part.

"P--please.." Kurama whispered. All he wanted was to leave, noting more. Besides, what had he done to deserve this. A whip created a long trail of blood down his already injured are and he winced. Karsu only took advantage in continuing to torture him, reaching up his shirt and raking his claws up and down Kurama's back. Still, Kurama kept his mouth shut, forcing himself not to shed tears. This was made tougher to do when Karsu threw him hard against the wall, Kurama swore he felt the bones in his upper right leg crack along with more in his arm that were already almost completely shattered. He forced himself still, to bottle up his pain, even when he felt a sharp dagger giving him generous cuts over his entire body. He felt to weak to move, and attempted to sting before Karsu lay beside him and drew him into another embrace against his chest. Kurama felt to weak to struggle, and was only to be further scared when Karsu planed a rough kiss on his lips. Kurama shuddered, eyes widening a considerable amount. He'd never been kissed before, and was quite shocked by it now. Karsu was being purposely rough and forceful, making him give up against the cold lips. He'd have to focus on escape later, and focus on keeping his mouth shut from Karsu now.

Indeed, Karsu's tongue attacked at his mouth, attempting to force Kurama's mouth open. The younger boy struggled again now, fearful of what might happen next. Claws scratched hard at his back again, more painfully than the first time, leaving deep wounds in their wake. Karsu succeeded in drawing Kurama's attention away from the kiss for a second, and with that, was able to plunge his tongue into Kurama's mouth. Another shudder traveled through Kurama's body as he felt his mouth being explored. Karsu simply enjoyed, putting a hand behind the other's head to deepen the kiss. The sound of an opening door was the only thing to make Karsu pull back from the fearful Kurama.

"Master, we have a band of cat demons attacking on the northern border." Karsu nodded and motioned for the guy to come closer.

"Take this one to his cage" The guy only nodded and bowed as his master left. He went to go grab Kurama roughly up again. In those emerald eyes, defiance was still evident. Kurama wouldn't let himself be taken without a fight. He knocked the guy's arm off his own and limped far away from the person. He would never listen willingly, he refused. With that, the guy seemed to anger, he grew a foot in size and a bushy tail along with ears appeared. Kurama wondered briefly what types of creatures were here.

"You will come! He ordered, grabbing Kurama's torso and dragging the struggling boy towards him, finally pressing a knife to his heart as a threat. Kurama silently complied, observing their surroundings as they walked. As it seemed, this castle was endless as he now realized. Windows revealed a dark and bushy forest outside, nowhere near as welcoming as the one's Kurama had remembered. Pain arose as he was dragged along at a pace that was much to fast for him. His broken leg wasn't any use, leaving him to either to limp, or be dragged, bending and twisting his broken leg in uncomfortable positions.

A set of strong arms pushed him into a metal cage, only large enough for Kurama to lie down or curl up in. He met eyes with the guard though, eyes saying everything. It was a look that nobody had ever seen in his eyes a look of true sadness and hurt, of pleading and a desperate need for mercy and comfort, a gaze that just asked 'Why?' He forced himself to hold back tears. He just wanted an answer to why this had to be him. There wasn't anything especially special about him. He wasn't strong, nor was he some kind of criminal or monster, but what did that have to do with it? The guard only grunted and walked away, not caring to provide comfort. He sighed as he curled up in a ball, eyes sparkling sadly. The cold of the dungeon he was being kept in was starting to get to him, he shivered and pulled his legs closer to his body in hope for warmth as his blood continued to flow from his body.

What seemed like hours later, he heard a door open, and the familiar click of footsteps against stone. Kurama only cringed back as far as he could, not caring to see who it was. A softer voice and kind tone met his ears. "Hey, you want some food?" Kurama looked up, expecting to see someone monster like again. Instead, he saw a boy who looked like he was a few years older than him, like Karsu, but kinder looking. The boy had short black hair and kind blue eyes. Fearful eyes met kind ones and Kurama gave another questioning look.

"Don't worry. it isn't poisoned or anything, I have no intention of hurting you." He unlocked the cage door and handed Kurama the tray of food, still closing it behind him. Kurama looked at the food and took up a piece in his hand, scanning it over suspiciously. He wasn't sure who he could trust anymore, he'd trusted Bui, considering him a friend, and look where he'd ended up. The boy handed him a blanket as well. He simply adverted his gaze from the guy and took a small bite from a loaf of bread. It tasted good, and not having eaten in who knows how long, he gobbled down the rest quickly. The boy smiled and sat down next to his cage, Kurama still inched away when he reached out to touch his shoulder through the cage bars. The boy simply took back his hand and allowed Kurama to continue eating without interruption.

When he finished, Kurama looked up gratefully. "Thanks" he said softly, sliding the tray to him through the bars. Kurama would have thought he'd leave after that, but he stayed around for a while, Kurama found it enjoyable to be in company with him, and it was he who eventually broke the silence. "Who are you? Why are you here?" The boy paused for a moment.

"Well, my name's Hikaru, I'm a spy for the cat demon tribe. Although, I bet you're wondering why I care for your safety. Yes indeed, I've been commissioned to oversee you when you aren't with Karsu-sama, but it doesn't mean I'm cruel hearted like him. As I said before, my intentions aren't bad for you like everyone else's here are." Kurama smiled a little and nodded. Frankly, he didn't know what the heck how was talking about when he referred to demons, weren't they only myths? He overlooked thought either way. He had to forget the pain, and now seemed to be a good release from that, even though his whole body was pretty much burning with pain from the aftermath of Karsu's beating.

"Well, I must go." Hikaru stood and walked out of the room. This disappointed Kurama; he'd been hoping to talk to Hikaru a little more, about what had happened with his village and how he felt. Kurama knew from numerous books on physiology that keeping emotions inside wasn't the smartest idea. And he immediately decided he had to talk to someone. Especially if his escape wasn't going to be anytime soon. He heard the door open and close again, he looked up eagerly in hopes of seeing Hikaru again, but immediately cringed back when he saw Karsu.

"Hello, my beautiful fox." He opened Kurama's cage door and pulled him out, while Kurama tried desperately to hold onto the back of the cage. When Karsu succeeded, he pulled Kurama into his lap and pulled him into yet another kiss, beginning to unbutton his shirt. Kurama gasped when he felt a cold hand on the flesh of his bare chest.

"N-no! Please!" Karsu teased some of Kurama's earlier wounds with his claws, letting a few open again as he moved his fingers down Kurama's body. The only thing Kurama did was wince and shut his eyes tightly, trembling under the touch. Fingers moved down farther as Karsu began to slowly caress his thigh. He opened his mouth to make another plea, but found his lips to be occupied by Karsu's, another dagger traveling fast over his body. Blood flowed over Karsu's hands and he seemed even more drawn to the redhead, he squeezed Kurama's left side painfully hard while digging his claws into the back of his neck. Kurama still squirmed with all his might while Karsu whispered different things in his ear, many of which, he cared not to pay attention to. he did catch one of his sentences.

"Remember, nobody is trustworthy, there is nobody in this world who cares truly for you." Kurama's mind screamed the opposite, he was wrong, WRONG! What about his mother? His family? And how could he forget his friends? Kuwabara and Yuusuke had taught him such useful things. His new friend, Hikaru cared for him as well. Karsu seemed to read his mind.

"You can't say that. Your family sold you out. You may not know it, but they were all my servants" Kurama forced himself to deny it while Karsu repeated it several times.

"And that Hikaru, He's just putting up a facade, I told him to do so"

"No, I-I refuse to belie-" He was cut of by Karsu's lips and claws again, that dreaded dagger as well. Every so often, he would draw away to give himself, along with Kurama air, but besides that, he didn't let up. Karsu finally drew away and looked at Kurama's bloody form with a satisfied smirk.

"We had better get you to a healer, before these wounds leave scars on your pretty body." He smirked and licked down from his neck to his abdomen, before scoping him up. Kurama was to weak to protest, he'd lost a good amount of blood and he felt exhausted from it. A few minutes later, he vaguely recognized a bed that he was being set on. He turned his half-lidded gaze to the person healing him. He wondered how they were healing like that, it looked like magic. Somehow, though, he felt all his wounds close, his leg heal back up, and his arm do so along with it.

"Remember, only heal his wounds," Karsu directed "I'd prefer if his pain would be left alone." Kurama only barely heard him, still too dizzy to realize what that had meant. And although there were bright lights in the room, he fell asleep in the comfort and warmth of the bed. Little did he know, Karsu still had much in store for him.

Months passed like this, he'd be beaten by Karsu, then brought to the healers once a week to be healed. And one day, it happened, Kurama got raped. He remembered the feeling of violation, humiliation, and most of all, despair. It had only been recently, but it constantly haunted him, and caused him to withdraw further from anyone except Hikaru, who came nightly with a meal and blanket for him, often didn't talk to the redhead, who was getting paler, weaker, and thinner by the day. Kurama had spent over two and a half years here now; he was nearing his fifteenth birthday. Hikaru had witnessed a change no one else there cared to notice, Kurama's beautiful green eyes had lost their sparkle long ago. His eyes were now devoid of any emotion and it seemed as if something had died inside. Now, Hikaru had to nag at Kurama to eat just a little, constantly reminding him that he cared for him. Kurama just didn't seem to care anymore. One night in particular, he was in a bad state.

Kurama knew there was no way of escape, and Hikaru seemed to know it too, he didn't have to stay in the cage anymore, but was locked in the dungeon instead. Hikaru knocked on the door and opened it, fading Kurama there, staring at the wall emotionlessly. "Kurama, I brought you some food." The black haired boy called out softly. Kurama looked back at him, eyes sparkling full of sadness and fear for a minute, but going back to their usual, dull selves after a minute or so. Kurama only sighed quietly and uttered a silent greeting.

"Hi, Hikaru..." There was a moment of silence before said boy brought over the tray of food.

"Kurama, I know things are getting hard for you, but please, eat something at least." the boy was pleading with a desperate look in his eye. Kurama looked at the food before taking a carrot from the plate a nibbled at it without much interest, taking a piece of bread after that. He continued to stare at the wall as he chewed slowly. The redhead didn't even recoil when he felt a tentative hand on his shoulder. It was noting compared to the way Karsu's hands invaded his body. Still, Hikaru looked worried and sat down next to his friend. They'd grown so close in the time they'd spent together, now, Hikaru couldn't bear to see him suffer. But, the truth was, Hikaru was also a prisoner here, he just was more of a slave or servant, where Kurama was being hurt so much... They' been over it a million times, Hikaru knew how much he wanted to escape, and Hikaru had said it was a dream or his too, but as it was a dream, it was most likely unreachable.

"Kurama, I really don't like to see you like this, I care for you..." Kurama hadn't said anything since he had greeted him, it made Hikaru sad to see someone who was once such a beautiful person that sad. He was broken, Hikaru could tell. The way he cringes away at Karsu's mention, or just would lie awake at night staring blankly into space, the apathy towards most everything, excluding Hikaru. Fear was easily aroused around anyone, and it was only Hikaru that had Kurama's rare trust. It seemed he was slowly slipping away. Whenever Karsu held him, he'd tell Kurama how everyone was a traitor, and that if he dared to trust anyone, his death would be certain. If not from natural causes, Karsu promised he'd kill him if that happened. But what was the point to it? even if Karsu world kill him eventually, who said he wouldn't die from his own starvation. His clothes now hung off his body, baggy and torn from abuse. The sheer differences in clothes size made him look all the much thinner. Hikaru felt so saddened. He remembered seeing now how instead of trying to run from Karsu, he'd let his arms fall limp, a look of fear and violation still in his eyes. How could Kurama not want to do anything about it now?

"Hikaru, what's wrong?" asked Kurama. That tone. He hated it so much. The concern he got should've been focused on himself, not Hikaru. Kurama never worried about himself, but rater, for Hikaru. He supposed it was probably because he was the only one Kurama had left, he'd heard about what had happened, his entire village had been slaughtered in one night, leaving Kurama more alone than ever. His old kindness was famous around the others, who talked about Kurama's torture with much amusement. Hikaru hated them for that. How dare they corrupt such a pure creature, strip him or all his dignity, and then treat him as nothing more then an object of some sort. He loved him so much... Wait! Hikaru stopped himself and cursed at it all. Had he said it correctly? He loved everything about him, yet he cursed himself in doing so. Kurama could never accept those feelings, despite his kindness. He felt is heart tear at the thought. Most thought of being a bisexual as sick. Hikaru had grown up in a home where they'd always told Hikaru that true looks beyond the gender and at the person themselves. He felt a tear fall down his cheek, but did nothing to stop it.

"It's nothing, Kurama. You don't have to worry about me." Kurama looked as if he believed otherwise, like he knew Hikaru was lying. Kurama was smarter then that, but still, he accepted the answer. Instead of saying something, he outstretched a hand and brushed the tear off of Hikaru's cheeks. Feeling as if his vulnerable emotions would show themselves if he touched him once more, he withdrew his hand back to his lap, gazing to the ground in a guilty manner. As if to mimic Hikaru, a tear cascaded down his cheek, but instead of stopping like Hikaru had, he let more fall, allowing a soft sob to escape himself. He felt a hand brush both sides of his cheek in attempt to stop his tears as well, but instead they continued to fall hard, soaking Hikaru's hand quickly. He did not, Howe ever, draw away from Hikaru's touch. A long moment of silence passed between the two.

"Kurama... please. You have to cheer up. I can't let you stay like this. I know it's painful , but if we can stick together, maybe..." A rare glare was give at this statement, followed by more tears.

"Hikaru, I-I.." more tears fell. Hikaru'd had enough. He gave a soft cry of despair and drew Kurama into a loving embrace. Hikaru felt Kurama begin to tremble softly, but no more tears fell. He felt as if he should let go, yet, he didn't want to. He obviously loved Kurama way too much. With a sigh, thought, he asked,

"Kurama? Do you want me to let go?" Kurama shuddered but the shaking of his head was a motion even Hikaru noticed within the embrace/

"No, I.. I.. I like this." Hikaru felt a wave of relief at this, and smiled softly, stroking the back of Kurama's head in a soothing pattern of rubs and caresses. Hikaru had found out a little while ago it was one touch that he enjoyed. He didn't know why, perhaps, because it reminded him of someone. He wondered about it for a minute, but when he felt Kurama relax even further into the embrace, he forgot all about it. Kurama only sighed. This touch reminded him of is mother, and how she'd stroke the back of his head after he had a nightmare or when he was sad or hurt. Hikaru doing it made it feel all the better. Gods, how he loved him... If only he could tell him. But Hikaru would probably leave forever if Kurama told him that he loved him, much less, that he was bisexual. He'd enjoy the embrace for now, wishing it were more than it really was.

"Kurama?" he heard a voice that aroused him from his daydreaming. He blinked for a minute, the answered back,

"Hai?"

"If I tell you something, do you promise that you'll still be my friend no matter what you think of it?" Kurama nodded in response before answering

"Hikaru, you're my only friend. Whatever you say, I promise, I'll still be your friend" Hikaru fumbled with the right words, finally managing to say;

"Kurama... you're so special to me, and I really care for you. But over the months, I must admit, that feelings been growing, and I have to say, I... I-I, I love you Kurama, with all my heart." Kurama's eyes widened in shock it at this sentence. He loved him? He was only an object of other's affections, but what Hikaru had spoken just now seemed so true. Kurama wanted it desperately to true.

"I'm sorry I'll leave.. I bet you don't want me as your friend anymore." Hikaru turned for the door with his footsteps clinking softly on the stone. He heard a cry behind him before he felt someone latch himself firmly onto his arm.

"No, please! I love you too Hikaru!" the words spilled out of his mouth before he had time to say anything else. Hikaru turned back to Kurama, shocked as he cupped Kurama's cheek. He couldn't believe it, what Kurama had just said. There seemed to be no need for explanation as the leaned slightly closer to each other. Kurama felt both fearful and excited at this, he'd never felt so ecstatic being so close to someone. The thought of it usually brought Karsu to mind, but now, he could be happy for once without Karsu's shadow looming in the distance. He leaned in a few more inches as he felt Hikaru wrap his arms around him, making it so that their lips were only a hair's length away. Emerald eyes stared into kind blue ones. Each whispered the other's name softly before slowly closing the distance between their lips.

The kiss was wonderfully sweet, what each had been dreaming of for more than a little while ago, they were surprised by the softness of each other's lips, the taste as well. Kurama smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around the other's neck. The only interest he had currently in mind, was moving closer, deepening the kiss in the process. Hikaru seemed to share the same interest, their bodies touched each other lightly. Tentatively, Hikaru licked lightly against Kurama's bottom lip, pleading for entrance. Kurama shuddered at this, trying desperately to put his fear behind him. And for once, Kurama complied to someone's orders to do that. He blushed red as he felt Hikaru slowly explore his mouth. It was nothing like what Karsu did. That had been like ravaging, Hikaru was gentle, kind, and most of all, loving. Kurama felt as if he'd never known such love. They drew apart for air and Hikaru immediately drew the redhead against his body, stroking his hair with the comforting motions he loved. He felt Hikaru kiss the tip of his nose lightly, satisfied when Kurama shivered with pleasure below him.

Kurama handed Hikaru a necklace around his neck, placing it in his hands and kissing the palm while he was at it. "Hikaru, this is a symbol of how much I love you, as long as you keep this, you're the only one I'll ever love" How sweet, the necklace was so beautiful, a silver locket with a rose twining around it. It was so realistic, so life like. Hikaru smiled big.

"I love it, thank you so much" he replied as he place the locket re smiling again. "I love it, thank you so much" he replied as he place the locket around his neck. Then, he continued on,

"I promise you Kurama, I'm going to save you, make you free from this prison. Then we can settle down where nobody will ever bother us ever again." Kurama smiled and snuggled against his neck, finding comfort immediately. There he fell asleep, a more peaceful sleep than that of which Hikaru had ever witnessed.

"Goodnight, love" he said, before covering him with a warm blanket and kissing his lips softly. He walked out of the room, feeling considerably better than he had earlier. He ran into Karsu on the way, not the best thing to do.

"And why are you so cheerful? You should be begging for your life. Don't pretend, because I saw you trying to seduce my fox!" He felt Karsu pin him against the wall. Hikaru looked confused, but felt desperate, he couldn't die yet. Not when Kurama and he had so much going for them, at least not until he helped Kurama escape. He broke free and ran for Kurama's place. He was stopped short by a dagger through the heart, the look of worry for Kurama emanate for the rest of eternity. He fell forward, coughing blood onto the floor. Karsu didn't care, he growled.

"Tomorrow, my fox, I will make sure your 'boyfriend' betrays you painfully. Then you die for your betrayal to me." Karsu stormed of to his own room, commissioning one of his more loyal servants to follow the task of taking Hikaru's form and befriending the fox. Sunrise seemed to come early, and the day started as usual. Kurama didn't care; he looked forward to Hikaru's visit that evening. Right on schedule, Hikaru walked in with his tray of food and blanket. Kurama got up from his seat and threw his arms around Hikaru, kissing his cheek lovingly.

"Hikaru! I thought you'd never come!" he cried happily. The servant rolled his eyes at how naive the boy was being. He obviously loved Hikaru a lot, but this was practically foolish. Oh well all the easier for him, Karsu was soon to come, he just had to make sure the fox believed he betrayed him. He thought up a plan quick. He pinned Kurama against a wall and began kissing down his neck, nipping playfully and choosing a sensitive spot on his neck to lick. Kurama giggled; but moaned suddenly as he found who he thought to be Hikaru's hands wandering playfully up his shirt, teasing his flesh as he made his way up. Kurama didn't know Hikaru could be like this, but he really liked it either way, even if it was out of character for Hikaru. Signaling in his mind for Karsu to enter and explaining what his plan was, he continued to pretend showing affections. He aroused one last moan while he sucked on Kurama's bottom lip before Karsu came in.

"Nice work, my servant, you have gained his trust." With that, Hikaru backed away, leaving Kurama confused at his actions. That wasn't right. He spoke up with rising bravery in his voice.

"That isn't Hikaru, I know him; and he would never do this to me." Karsu laughed insanely.

"Actually he would. I told Hikaru that he was to make you fall for him, to see if you would betray me. Obviously, he succeeded past my expectations. Now, I have a reason to kill you. Kurama turned his head away from Karsu, he would absolutely, positively, not believe him. As if to comment on the situation, Hikaru smirked in an expression unsuited for him, throwing Kurama's necklace at him. Kurama saddened, that had been his necklace, it must be Hikaru. He felt Karsu press a dagger to his heart, and he didn't care for once.

"Didn't I tell you, there is nobody you can trust?" Through his sadness, he saw the door open, and thought of escaping. Hikaru didn't love him, so the promise they'd made to leave together was gone. He decided quickly, and shifted out of Karsu's grip. Karsu growled and yelled at everyone to catch him, but as he ran, he never looked back. His frail form gave much advantage because it made it harder for people to grab him. It was almost a miracle that he made it through the door untouched. Exhaustion was getting to him, but since he had an effective source of adrenaline, thanks to his body, he was able to endure and keep running. He was excited, before he felt Karsu's long whip snag itself around his arm. The two and a half years endurance of pain helped him there, and he was calm enough to unwrap the whip from his arm before distancing himself further from Karsu. His speed was near inhuman, and he wondered vaguely where he'd learn to run like that. Kurama didn't care for now, he just ran from the still catching up Karsu.

An odd figure appeared in front of him; that of a girl that looked to be about his age. He stared, puzzled at the girl for a minute, and the blinked. "Hi! My name is Botan! And I'm here to help!" Kurama scampered to the side as a sort of portal appeared, Karsu was fast approaching.

"Well come on!" she said in a singsong, cheerful voice. He wouldn't argue, anything to get him further away from Karsu. Not a second after he had jumped into the portal, it disappeared and Karsu ran into the scene, furious for not finding any trace of the redhead. His assistant stood behind Karsu waiting for him to stop rambling on how long it would probably take to find the boy.

"Make sure to see that he suffers greatly once you find him" growled Karsu in a sinister voice.

Meanwhile, Kurama fell out of the portal, Botan stood beside him. When he looked up, he saw that he was in a palace full of different colored ogres. They bustled around carrying papers and yelling several different things. It was like a huge office. He stood and looked around curiously, old fear getting to him as he backed away slowly. Botan blinked her pink eyes. She only knew friendliness, and had not known what Kurama had been through. She had just been told to go get him, as quickly as possible before anyone else found him. But he was so timid and fearful. it made Botan wonder what he'd been through. "Well, Koenma-sama said he wanted to see you. Follow me." She walked cheerfully with a large smile on her face, this made Kurama wonder about how someone could seem so cheerful. Her blue hair bounced in the ponytail she had her hair pulled back into, and her pink kimono swished as she walked. They reached a large set of doors, and upon going through, came upon a toddler, sitting at a desk among piles of paperwork. Botan bowed and greeted him, leaving Kurama there after she left.

"Kurama? Would you like to sit while I explain something?" Kurama shook his head slowly, still scared and confused when he heard the toddler talk. Koenma sweatdroped.

"I know I look like a toddler, but I'm centuries older than you." Kurama nodded, still a bit dazed from the change in surroundings. Koenma continued.

"For the past two and a half years, we've been looking for you Kurama. That guy who took you, Karsu, is a criminal who stole once from reikai and is known for his sadistic ways. But we've been keeping tabs on you your entire life because of what you are. I may say, you were probably wondering why Karsu always called you fox, right." Kurama simply nodded.

"Well, I know you wouldn't remember, but you're the reincarnation of a fox demon that went by the name of Youko Kurama. A still ruthless thief. Even after all these years, you're on the wanted list. But I have a proposal to make. Despite the fact you're a reincarnation only, you could still go to spirit world jail, and I don't want to have to do that. But there's a town near the mountains in the human realm that needs protecting. To make up your sentence in jail, you could serve probation there and protect it from demons in the human world. I could send a demon by in a few months to train you. Do you agree?" Kurama nodded again as the little ruler began to go on about finding him a house, getting enough money for Kurama's food, and then finding good demon to train him. It was all a blur to Kurama, and in what seemed like one second, he was standing in the human world again, Botan and Koenma standing at his side and explaining numerous things to him. He only caught the town's name 'Kirei no yama'. They led him down to a small yellow cottage that they told him was his, and unlocked the door for him.

Sighing, Kurama stepped into his house, Koenma and Botan waved bye and vanished. This only gave him the much-needed peace he wanted. It had been so long since he had been free, but memories of the past few days still haunted him. Hikaru, he hated him, and Karsu had been right, he really couldn't trust anyone how ironic... He sobbed softly into his pillow, clinging tightly to the necklace Hikaru had thrown at him earlier. With a sigh, Kurama stood and walked out the front door to explore his new home. It was raining, the soft downpour soaked him, but he didn't seem to care. There was nobody outside, at least that was good. The very thought of more people brought fear to his system. He clutched onto his necklace as more silent tears rolled down his cheeks. "Hikaru..." he whispered under his breath. A lake overflowing with rainwater can into view, and Kurama approached it, staring at his rippled reflection in the water. Lightening lit up the dark sky, showing a broken looking teen sobbing softly as he stood. Tears splashed onto his hands, mixing with raindrops that were already there. He glared at his reflection before throwing his necklace into the water and swearing never to let himself be hurt by love again.

Kurama awoke on his kitchen floor, saddened by the fresh wave of memories. I had been six months since his arrival, Botan and Koenma had sent a letter saying to give them a few months until they found a good trainer for him. He didn't care about the trainer, perhaps it was because he no longer cared. He wanted nothing more than death, what he thought to be the only release from his pain. A solitary tear fell from his eye, and without much care, he brushed it away with his thumb.

Hiei growled as he sensed Botan approach him from behind. "Don't bother, I'm not going to be friends with that bastard." Botan only smiled.

"Hiei, Koenma-sama wants to send you to jail, although you could get away without it if you become friends with Kurama" Hiei glared, but agreed, he hated being kept against his will, and h supposed he could always go to jail if Kurama got to be too much of a pain. He sighed with that, and the cheerful girl pushed him off in the direction of his house, blabbering about how sweet it was that they were going to be the best of friends. Hiei sneered at the idea, she should know He would only do this to get out of jail. No other reason. As soon as he managed to kill Koenma and Botan he could leave. He approached Kurama's house and opened the door.

Hiei growled as he opened the door up, only to find Kurama standing there practically paralyzed in fear. His eyes widened as Hiei entered, and he backed up a little. Hiei noticed the red on Kurama's face from fever quickly and said that he really should go see a doctor about the illness. Kurama merely shook his head and backed farther away. Hiei could tell he was close to fainting, he looked out of it and he wobbled slightly when he backed up. No sooner had the though crossed Kurama's mind when he fell forward, right into Hiei's arms. At least he could take him to a doctor now without than annoying protesting. He lifted Kurama into his arms and leapt out of the house, running at top speed.

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So, how did you guys like it? I mean, I don't know, it was defiantly longer than any chapter I've ever written, but maybe it was too long. I hope I didn't bore you, and gomen if I did. Either way, I'd like your feedback, whether you think it was good or bad, as long as you aren't lecturing me about the yaoi, I'm fine with any sort of criticism you have for me. Looking back on the pairing I had in here, I think I didn't do so well on that pare, oh well. You read, please review.