Yusuke, In Trouble
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH or any of its characters.
Koenma sat in his office, waiting for Hiei and Kuwabara to report. With nothing to do, he started pacing impatiently. Back and forth, back and forth, he went, wearing out the tiles of his floor. 'Where are they? They were supposed to report to me two hours ago!' Needless to say, he was annoyed lately, especially since nobody seems to be on time anymore.
A knock on his door interrupted his pacing. "Yes, who is it?"
"Umm… it's me, Botan. I've returned from my vacation." A blue haired girl poked her head inside, smiling.
"Oh! Botan. I'm so glad you're here. Come in. I have something for you to do." Koenma returned to sitting on his chair.
"What? But I've just finished my vacation. No how are you? Or how was your trip?" Botan crossed her arms across her chest, scowling at Koenma.
"Hehe, I meant to say that, but it's just I've got too much on my mind right now. I've sent Hiei and Kuwabara to the demon world, and they haven't reported back to me yet."
"You sent them on another mission? Don't you know when to give people their breaks?" Botan said disapprovingly.
"But the balance of our worlds depends on them! They can't take breaks."
"Oh? Is that so? Then I guess you shouldn't take your two-week vacation you booked for next month then. Just have to cancel it, I mean, the balance of our worlds depend on you, great Koenma sir."
"Ahh! Fine, I'll give them a vacation when this mission is done. But after mine, of course." Koenma sucked on his pacifier. 'Damn, why does she always win?'
"Fine, so what do you have for me?"
"Well, you see… I'm a bit hungry. Can you get me some fish balls?"
A low growl came from the small girl. The next thing Koenma knew, a fist was coming his way. "Ahhh!"
"Go get it yourself, you lazy jerk!" Botan stalked out of the room.
Just then, a beep came from the communicator. 'Finally!' Koenma opened it, rubbing his head.
"This is Hiei." A fuzzy image of him showed on the screen.
"Hiei! Thank god, I was being to worry." Koenma set his communicator to ring Kurama and Yusuke.
Hiei frowned. "What's that bump on your head? Heh, looks like someone hit you pretty hard. Were you fighting a great fighter again?"
Koenma felt his cheeks getting red. "No, it was Botan." He almost regrets saying that because Hiei burst into a fit of laughter. Another voice joined Hiei's as they both continued to laugh at Koenma. "Huh? Kuwabara? When did you sign on?"
"Long enough to hear that you let Botan hit you. Hehe, stop, you're killing me. You're too funny, Koenma."
Koenma glared at the both of them. After a few seconds, the laughter finally died down.
"Finished? So I see you've infiltrated the castle. How are you liking it there?" Koenma asked.
"Not so bad. Bring the Lady food, lots of free time." Hiei looked bored. "Not much activity going on here, but of course, this is the servants' quarters. All the interesting stuff happens on the top floors."
"What!! Damn, why does Hiei always gets an easy job?" Kuwabara whined.
"Because I'm better looking than you?" Hiei snorted.
"But Yukina doesn't think so." Kuwabara said dreamily.
"If she like me in that way, it would be sick, Kuwabara."
"Oh, yea." Kuwabara felt dumb.
"Kuwabara! Report on your situation. Stop this chit chat." Koenma checked his communicator as Kurama logged in.
"Kurama, glad you decided to drop by. Where's Yusuke?" Hiei didn't see the punk anywhere.
Kurama didn't look so good. His hair was matted to his face, as if he was in a very hot environment, and his face looked almost panicked. "I don't know where he is. We came into the club and I was checking for anything unusual and the next thing I know, he was gone. I've been looking for him for ten minutes now."
"Calm down. He's probably in there somewhere, talking with the girls." Koenma said.
A strange expression appeared on Kurama's face. "He wouldn't."
"Umm… back to me? Hello? People?" Kuwabara was trying to get everyone's attention. "Ok, then. I'm working in the stables and people here are mean and they expect me to do all the work, but other than that, I'm doing fine."
"Ok, glad to hear that. Moving on, where is Yusuke?" Koenma wondered. The club he sent them had a history of people disappearing. 'But Yusuke can take care of himself.'
"I'm going to keep looking. So I'll talk to you later. Kurama out."
"Well, I guess this ends our session for today. Report to me the first suspicious thing you see got it? Or if you get into any knid of danger." Koenma waved goodbye to them. "Koenma out."
"Hiei out."
"Kuwabara out."
*Meanwhile*
Yusuke thought he heard something beeping, but he ignored it as he was led into a dark room by this beautiful and mysterious stranger. He felt strangely calm and peaceful, having no will to argue or fight at all. Normally, alarms were supposed to be going off in the back of his head, but somehow, this just seems so right, like its typical for a stranger to lead people into a private room everyday.
"Yusuke. Come, sit with me." The voice, so comforting and inviting, called to him. The man closed the door behind him, and locked it from the inside.
The private room was quite big, like an expensive hotel suite. It was complete with chairs and a bed too. A bottle of red wine lay near the bed. Picking it up, the man motioned for Yusuke to sit down, and he screwed it open.
"Drink to this night, my lovely." The man offered a glass of wine, filled to the brim, to Yusuke.
Yusuke didn't want to take it; he didn't want to take his eyes off the magnificent and charming man. But he couldn't dare disobey him, so he took the glass and sipped at the wine. "Drink, my dear, drink it all." And Yusuke did, noting the strong taste.
The man sat next to Yusuke on the bed. He kept pouring the wine to the boy, urging him to drink it all. "Because this is very expensive wine, and I bought it just for you," the man told Yusuke.
After four glasses, Yusuke began to feel wobbly. His words of protest against the wine were finally listened to, because Yusuke simply could not drink anymore. The man smiled, leaning closer and closer to the boy. "Yusuke, has anyone told you, you're just simply perfect?"
The words brought Yusuke back for a moment. 'Didn't someone else said that he was perfect? Who was it? Why can't I remember?' Yusuke's trail of thought ended as he felt a brush of lips against his own. A tongue lashed out on his lips and probed into his mouth. Yusuke started to protest, but couldn't, as he was very much disorientated, and confused. 'This isn't right. I'm not supposed to be kissing this guy, I'm supposed to be kissing…' The thoughts drifted from his head as a gentle voice compelled him to kiss the man in front of him.
The soft kiss turned into something harsh, and sharp, as the man pressed his mouth hard onto Yusuke's, not letting Yusuke have any way out of the situation. The man pinned Yusuke's hands above his head, disabling his movements. Yusuke struggles against such an intrusion, but it was as if his mind was fighting his body. A part of him told him it was wrong, he must get away, and another part told him this was what he was born to do, to please this man. Yusuke's struggles ceased, as he realized there was no reason to keep on protesting. This man is the one he was supposed to be with.
Yusuke opened his mouth to let the man kiss him, feeling his lips get bruised by the other's urgency. 'This is so unlike Kurama's kissing. He actually kisses nicely and all.' Yusuke thought as the man began feeling Yusuke's body. 'Kurama…' Yusuke thought distantly. 'Kurama!! Shit.'
Yusuke sat straight up, pushing the man to the floor. Then he wished he hadn't because his vision spinned and turned and he sat back down on the bed, trying to straighten his eyesight. Slowly sitting back up, Yusuke was surprised by the man knocking him backwards, down onto the bed again.
Yusuke growled. "What is your problem, you pervert? Get the fuck off of me!" He shoved the man away.
With a look of shock on his face, the man faced Yusuke. "But how? How can you get out of the web I spun around you? I had you!" The man began muttering a spell web around Yusuke. But Yusuke tore and ripped every single string as he spun it out.
"Give up, you loony. It's not gonna work. Keep spinning and I'll keep breaking it." Yusuke had a triumphed smile on his face. He sat on the bed, not trusting himself to get up.
"Why? Who are you? How can you break my webs?" The man was utterly baffled. Looking at each other, the man suddenly laughed. "You may be able to break my spells, but how do you fare against physical attacks?" The man lunged for Yusuke, and managed to restrain Yusuke on the bed.
Yusuke tried to push him away, but something was wrong. His muscles are all unsteady and shaky; his mind was sluggish and won't make his limbs obey him.
"Luckily, I fed you plenty of wine, or this will not be a pretty fight for me." The man laughed again. "Feeling a little drunk Yusuke?"
Yusuke kicked and thrash about violently, getting a punch in, but it didn't even seem to faze the guy. 'Oh, man. I'm in deep shit.'
Kurama trapped the bartender with his hands squeezing his neck. "For the last time, where is he?"
"I sw-swear it. I-I have no idea!" The bartender sputtered as he spoke, since Kurama was only allowing him enough air to talk.
"Lie to me again, and I will promise you no quick death. I will skin you alive if I have to. Or," Kurama let one of his plants grow around the man's face, "they would like to have you. I've heard a man once spent five days being digested alive in the stomach of a plant. Willing to test out that theory?" The plant grew dangerously close to the bartender's eyes before thorns poked out at his eyelids.
"Ok, ok, just stop. I will tell you!"
Kurama released the man enough so he could talk. "You better tell me the truth, and quickly. My plants aren't as patient as I am, and they are no where as merciful as me. So if this one pops your eyes, then don't say I didn't warn you."
"I won't lie! Your friend, the one with the dark hair and big eyes, he followed my master!"
"Where?" Kurama spoke with venom.
"I- Into there! The private rooms."
Kurama glanced at the rooms. "Which one?"
"The, the third one on the right." The bartender gasped as Kurama released him, holding his neck.
The redhead turned to walk to the private rooms, having a bad feeling that Yusuke got himself into trouble again, and this time, he couldn't get out of it by himself. "Don't try to stop me." Kurama said to the bartender.
Smiling to himself behind Kurama's back, the bartender quickly lifted a big knife from under the counter. His arms were raised, about to throw the knife into Kurama's back, as his chest exploded in a spray of blood.
"Hmp… told you not to stop me." Kurama muttered as he headed to rescue Yusuke. The bartender's words turned into gurgled as he tried to figure out what just happened. A thorn vine had encircled his chest and came up from behind him, right through his heart.
^_^ more in the next chapter……
ahhh…. You probably can figure out what's going to happen in the next one.