Now, the last time we saw our boys, they were in a pretty bad spot, gassed and grabbed by parties unknown. How about I tell you who nabbed our boys so you can properly curse them? Or, are you happy they were kidnapped? Oh, I wonder about you if you are. Anyways, let's get to introductions.
Driving the van, we have one Aniki Toguro. He was a skinny man with straggly hair and a very annoying laugh. Not attractive, either…quite the opposite, in fact.
Next to him, his brother, muscle-bound, sunglassed, stoic, huge. If he had a first name, no one used it. He was only Toguro
There were two more in the van, in the back, watching over the unconscious heroes of our story. Silent, and almost as muscle-bound as Toguro, sat Bui. He, too, lacked a first name.
This last one, he merits a little more of an introduction. He was the one that said "He's pretty." Long, black hair hung silkily to his lower back, his eyes were made purple with contacts, his skin pale and he wore a black trench style coat. Vampire wannabe and general creep, interested in our dear redhead, meet Karasu. Again, if he has a first name, he never used it. He was currently petting the red hair, letting it slide through his fingers and tracing the unconscious boy's face with a long pale finger. Wanna get creeped out more? Karasu was getting hard. I'm not joking and I tell you because it plays a part later on.
There's one more person you need to know about. Sakyo Black. He's not in the van. He is, however, the leader of the Makai Gang. He wants to take over the territory that the Reikai controls. Thus, his great plan. Kidnap Yusuke and Hiei and force their fathers to bend to his will. Kurama wasn't part of this plan, he just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. There are times life majorly sucks, doesn't it?
Anyways, back to the van. You should know, chloroform and a hang over is a really bad combination. That doesn't come up quite yet, but you should know that. Actually, chloroform and food is a bad combination, too. A short way out of town, our kidnappers switch vans and drive back into town to an old warehouse that reeks of something like dead fish left too long and gym socks…a lot of gym socks that had gotten wet and had been left in the locker room over the weekend. We're getting wonderful combinations, aren't we? Keep this all in mind as we go through the next part of the story.
This warehouse had a lot of pillars and it's to two of these that the boys were strung up, Yusuke and Hiei on one, Kurama on another. Why? Kurama was the "spare" and therefore didn't merit the same treatment. Had Karasu been playing with Hiei or Yusuke, he would have been told off, if not beaten for it, but since he was interested in Kurama, no one said anything.
The four kidnappers had business to attend to, so our boys were left alone while they slowly made their ways back to consciousness. Yusuke was the first one to manage to get his eyes open, though it took a little longer to focus on anything. When he established Hiei was next to him, he looked around, trying to find the redhead. "Kurama?" he called softly as he felt Hiei move next to him.
Kurama's head moved slightly and this small motion triggered a massive reaction in his body. Remember, hang over, chloroform, smells….bad combination. The poor redhead's stomach rebelled. The way he was tied, though, he managed to hit the floor rather than his lap.
"Kurama!" Yusuke cried out in alarm.
Green eyes blearily came up, "Yusuke? Hiei?" His headache came back in full force and he still felt queasy.
"We're here, it's okay. Just breathe, okay." Yusuke was fighting the bonds on his wrist. He had to get over to Kurama. He could feel Hiei struggling next to him, as well.
"My stomach…my head…" the redhead whined. Please forgive him this…he's having a bad day.
"I know…I know…" Yusuke's voice was bordering on desperate.
"Just breathe," Hiei repeated.
"Ah, so you're awake," a slick voice came from behind Kurama. "Oh, my poor redhead, did your breakfast not like you?" Karasu stepped around the mess and crouched before Kurama, caressing his cheek, "Poor little redhead…"
"Don't touch him!" Yusuke and Hiei yelled in the same breath as Kurama said pretty much the same thing.
Karasu looked over his shoulder, "Oh, so it's that way?" Caressing Kurama's cheek once more even though the redhead pulled away from him with a disgusted face, Karasu stood and walked over to the other two. "So, you like him do you? Tell me, how far have you gotten with the pretty little redhead? What does he like? I bet he likes it when you both slide your cocks…"
Yusuke's foot flew up, striking Karasu square in the groin, "Shut the fuck up, pervert!"
Remember that problem we said Karasu was developing? Makes a kick to the groin that much worse, you know. The gangster's hand flew up and Yusuke was spared a beating by the voice of Toguro…the one without a first name, "Don't touch him." If looks could kill…
Aniki, for that's what we'll call him to spare us the confusion, laughed. Did I mention that sound was really annoying. Kind of a "hehehe" through his nose…Not pleasant in the least. Pulling a face that led one to believe the sound was the worst in the world, Karasu stood up and moved, not comfortably, away from Yusuke and Hiei.
Toguro looked at the mess next to Kurama and wrinkled his nose. "Move him," he ordered.
In Karasu's mind, this more than made up for the kick he'd received and the denied revenge. Yusuke cared about the redhead and Toguro didn't really care what happened to him. A smile that would have made any sane man nervous crossed his face as he walked over and untied the redhead. Not the best of moves…you do remember Kurama saying he could take care of himself? He wasn't just saying that to get Kuwabara off his back. During the time track wasn't in season, he took martial arts after school. And, even sick as he felt, he could still defend himself. His knee came up as his head went forward and Karasu felt a renewed blossom of pain in his groin accompanied by a new bloom in his nose. He almost threw Kurama away from him, until the sick part of his brain kicked in. "So, you like it rough, do you?" he asked, pulling the redhead closer to himself.
"Leave him alone!" the other two yelled again, for all the good it would do. They couldn't manage to get their wrists out from the ropes. Bui had tied them, and before he became a gangster, he'd been a boy scout. Nice, isn't it?
The adrenaline was doing much to clear Kurama's head. He actually smiled at Karasu. "Why don't you untie my hands and I'll show you what I like," he teased. With his hands tied and Karasu holding him so close he really didn't have a lot of room to maneuver and he could feel the sick vampire's erection pressing against him.
Remember that noise that should be heard when jaws drop? Yusuke and Hiei…yeah…should have been heard. Yusuke managed to whisper, "Kurama?"
Unfortunately, Kurama wasn't really in a position to reassure his friend he knew what he was doing. He kind of had to focus on what he was doing for it to work. What was he doing? He was going to get his hands untied and, with any type of luck, render the sick pervert that held him unconscious, at least.
It helps that Karasu was a bit of an idiot and Toguro didn't care enough to point this out. Okay, not so much "idiot" as thinking with the wrong head at the moment. Even after being kicked and kneed, he was still thinking with that head. Amazing, isn't it? Pulling the redhead away from the mess on the floor, but still within sight of the two still bound and very shocked boys, Karasu grinned lecherously and ran his fingers through the red hair. The Toguros, figuring Karasu would be amused for a while and not really caring to watch, left. This is a good thing, trust me.
Karasu untied the redhead with one hand while the other remained wrapped behind his back. Kurama rubbed his wrists lightly before tipping his head to the side, "So, you want to know what I liked, do you?" he asked coyly.
The hand that had worked the ropes reached around and grabbed Kurama's ass. Kurama was very hard pressed to keep the coy demeanor up while keeping his stomach where it belonged. "Show me what you like," Karasu invited. Stupid, isn't it? Showing very clearly that he was thinking with the wrong head.
Kurama managed to smile seductively, "As you wish." His hands came around Karasu's neck and wrapped around firmly, cutting off the gangster's air flow. Karasu's hands flew to Kurama's wrists, which is just what Kurama wanted. He stepped back and took a defensive crouch. "Don't tell me that bothered you," he taunted.
Karasu launched himself across to the redhead. He wasn't going to be denied! Unfortunately for him, that was exactly what Kurama wanted him to do. Remember all those pillars? Karasu met one, intimately…face first, as Kurama sidestepped and threw him into it. Remember the jaw dropping sound. Again…Yusuke and Hiei, but this time in awe.
Karasu shook himself off and staggered away from the pole. "Heh, so you want to play, do you?" he taunted the redhead, tossing off his trench coat. Underneath, a pale chest devoid of covering and black pants that were too tight…well, normally they wouldn't have been, but they were now. Yeah, Karasu's a sick sick person…pain gets him hotter and harder than anything else. It could be his or someone else's, he didn't care, so long as it was pain and he was involved. He approached the redhead a little more cautiously, but that didn't matter, he was thrown across the room, hitting a pillar with his side this time. As if once weren't enough to learn, twice should have been, right? Nope. Not for Karasu. He went at the redhead once more. This time, Kurama kicked, his foot flying up in a perfect roundhouse kick. Now, remember our redhead is a bit unstable at the moment. He was aiming for Karasu's ear, where the skull is the thickest. Instead, he hit his temple, where the skull is the thinnest. I know there's not a great deal of difference in distance and Karasu was moving, but that small difference makes a great deal of difference. Instead of just being rendered unconscious, Karasu now had massive head trauma. A major concussion. As in, he had about ten minutes, tops, to get to the hospital. That may have been possible, except just at that moment, the doors of the warehouse burst open
A real quick check on the time, here. Our boys were taken just after one o'clock. The search was in full swing at two o'clock. It was now almost seven o'clock. There were only so many places the Makai gang could have hidden in the town and when the van was found, there were tracks that led back to town instead of away from it, making the search that much easier. Back to the action, and if it gets confusing, I do apologize, it happens really quickly again.
The doors burst open and Kurama turned to the sound, a dazed expression on his face. He saw one thing, though, and that got him moving. He saw guns. He dove for Yusuke and Hiei, seeking safety with them. The two boys really wanted to hold the redhead at that moment. They wanted to move, too. It was a bad idea to be tied up during a gun fight, y'know. Urgently, Yusuke said, "Untie us. We need to move, now!"
Kurama was shaking. Remember, he was running on adrenaline. His hands trembled violently as he reached up and worked the knots on Yusuke's wrists. At the same time, the Toguros and Bui come out of some office type room, guns out and blazing. The invaders, who happen to be police and Reikai members, return fire. Kurama yelped and ducked his head to Yusuke's shoulder.
"Hurry up and untie us, Kurama, we need to get out of here!" Yusuke yelled over the noise. Whimpering in fear, Kurama moved to obey. He managed to get Yusuke untied but couldn't manage anymore. The noise, the knowledge there were bullets flying, the chloroform, everything that had happened that day was just a bit more than he could handle, and the adrenaline rush was starting to overwhelm him. He was shaking badly, all over, and sobbing. Yusuke quickly untied Hiei and the two boys dragged Kurama away from the noise, hiding behind some other pillars.
Our boys stayed there, holding onto each other, Yusuke and Hiei rubbing the redhead, trying to soothe him, calm him. But, if you've ever been on an adrenaline rush, you know it's gotta work itself out and no amount of soothing will hurry that process, though it does help to be hugged, have your back stroked and be told over and over, "It's okay." This is what Hiei and Yusuke were doing. While it couldn't hurry the process along, it did help Kurama regain a sense of stability faster. While the noise of gunfire and other yelling continued, the three were an oasis of calm.
When the noise stopped, none of the boys could have said. They weren't paying attention to such trivial matters as the gunfight going on in the same room. They were a little preoccupied. Kurama was recovering from what amounts to a panic attack, and Hiei and Yusuke were coping with a lot of emotions. Those emotions weren't helped in the least when Kurama sobbed out, "I love you." Yes, he really did say that. Why? He doesn't know, so how would I? I'm sure you'd like to know what he meant, too, but I think you'd also prefer to know what happens next. Yes, next, my dear reader. Life isn't finished with our trio yet, so forgive me for moving on.
"Let's go, now!" a voice spoke up behind Yusuke and Hiei. All three moved to look. A tall, tan black haired, black eyed man with a cigarette in his mouth and a gun in his hand stood over them. You want our trio to just kick his ass, don't you? Remember, though, they're dealing with a lot already. They're not really in a place where they can kick his ass. Kurama's shaking so badly, it's doubtful he could stand without support, and while Yusuke and Hiei could fight, and well, they weren't stupid enough to go against a gun. They also didn't want to expose Kurama to any more than he'd already gone through. So, as gently as they could, they lifted the redhead from the ground and followed Sakyo, for that's who it was ordering them around. He ordered them along the warehouse, out of sight of the fire fight still going on. It's amazing how long three people can hold off a lot more, isn't it? They reached another van in the back of the warehouse, one that Sakyo had driven over in. As this was Sakyo's private vehicle, it had some special modifications to it. The back was separated from the driver's seat and could only be opened from the outside. Into this cage on wheels, our boys were ordered. The nature of the divider is important, so I'll tell you. It's a solid sheet of plexiglas. Sakyo disliked hearing his prisoners complaining. Why is this important? You'll see…oh, I'll tell you. It allows our boys to talk freely. Sakyo climbed in the passenger door and ordered his driver to go.
Yusuke kept a cautious eye on Sakyo's back and asked, "Kurama, are you okay? He was still holding, who had stopped shaking.
"Yeah, I'm sorry for panicking." That whole thing bothered him. Normally, he wouldn't have panicked, but we went over contributing factors already.
"Don't sweat it. Those were some sweet moves you used." Yusuke's eyes turned to the redhead. "Remind me not to get on your bad side."
"Like that'll do any good," Hiei and Kurama said together. Their eyes met and they smiled at each other while Yusuke protested.
"Hey! I mean it! I don't want to be on your bad side."
Kurama's smile turned on Yusuke, "I know."
Yusuke's chest tightened so fast it felt like someone had kicked him. His hand came up, his thumb brushing against the redhead's lower lip as Yusuke bent closer. When their lips met, Kurama's hand haltingly made its way to Yusuke's arm. Feeling confident, Yusuke slid his hand into Kurama's hair as he felt Hiei crawl onto Kurama's lap. Green eyes flew open when lips touched his throat, but that was the only sign of alarm from the redhead. His free arm when around Hiei's body a little less hesitantly and he moaned slightly. Yusuke's fingers massaged his scalp and one of Hiei's arms wrapped around him, the other going around Yusuke. Yusuke slid his free hand into Hiei's hair and our trio forgot, for all too brief a moment, where they were.
Then, most unfortunately, the van lurched, upsetting the precarious balance of the boys, breaking the moment. Hiei growled, Yusuke cursed, and Kurama blushed. Pushing themselves upright again, Yusuke asked the question that's been burning in our minds. "What did you mean when you said 'I love you'?"
Kurama's blush deepened. He hadn't meant for the words to come out. "Well, you two have been so kind to me…even if all you want is sex, you've been put through a lot with no results. And…well…you came to me when I called you and you didn't try anything…and…"
"You really mean you love us?" Hiei asked, cutting off the redhead's halting ramble.
Kurama was silent a moment, a very long moment in which he stared out the window. Hiei and Yusuke struggled with patience. Finally, the redhead looked at the now nervous pair, meeting their eyes in turn. "Yeah, I meant I love you both, but I don't know about the sex thing."
A/N:Whee...a whole week of this nonsense :D I'm over 31k words into it, too...maybe I'll make the NaNoWriMo goal with this story...that'd be fun, wouldn't it? Well, what do you think? Kurama gets to kick butt and there's WAFF-iness, too...a good combination, yes? I'll quit babling at you here and move on to babbling in the story, which I'm sure you'd rather read. Lots of love and feed the muse ;D