Authors note Im baaaaack! Im so, so incredibly sorry that it took me so long to update. The reason is that I took a break after school and it just kind of kept extending itself…he. I promise not to do that again, but if you still feel that I am taking too long, feel free to flame me at my e-mail address. A few death threats always give me the proper motivation to write.
Now be warned, this chapter is like epic story long, and I still didn't fit everything that I wanted to in it, so im working on the next chappie as we speak. So take a potty break and grab some chips before you start, since it may take you awhile.
Oh yeah, I don't own yu yu hakusho or any of its characters except for my own and blah blah blah……
Keiko was incredibly hot.
When Hiei had grabbed her, it was obvious that he was looking for where Riosuke bit her and nothing more.
But as soon as he made contact with her neck, a spark of heat lit itself in her skin and only intensified the more he nuzzled her. It snaked through her body in such a rush of unexpected pleasure that Keiko couldn't control her gasp.
I shouldn't feel this way…not with Hiei…I shouldn't…
But rational thought soon stopped and left her brain completely as her body took over and Keiko began relishing in the feel of his warm breath on her neck and his strong arms wrapped around her.
Her skin had somehow become extremely hyper sensitive, for each time Hiei's lips would brush over her it sent a warm tingle through her body, increasing an ache that had started low in her abdomen.
Then Hiei had stopped his search and for a moment irrationally she was afraid that he would pull away and put an end to this wonderful feeling, until she heard a low growl go through his chest and he returned his lips to her neck, causing her to moan.
Everything he was doing was causing the ache within Kieko to travel lower, to grow, making her want-something….
Frustrated, Kieko blindly reached out with a hand and buried it in his hair.
His hair…it's so soft…
For some reason she had always thought that it would be coarse with how it stood up, but the way it felt as her hand sifted through it was more like soft fur.
Wanting, needing more, Kieko tried to vocalize her plea, but all that came out was his name. But Hiei must have understood her because then she felt his breath fan her neck before she felt his warm tongue make a slow, achy glide up her throat.
The heat inside her spiked intensely and she was burning.
But slowly, as the heat inside her abated, she realized that Hiei had stopped and was now very still.
Rational thought making its comeback, Kieko wasted no time becoming embarrassed at their situation and her reaction. Oh-oh god! I've become a super slut! With Hiei! Giving a huge mental eep, Keiko was preparing to bolt out of the demons arms and straight to the nearest hole in the ground when she heard Hiei speak.
Unable to make out his words, Kieko scrunched up her nose in confusion. What did he say?
"A demon." His voice was distant and it sent an odd shiver down Keiko's spine.
Curiosity chasing away her embarrassment, Keiko turned to see Hiei focus on her with intense eyes.
"You're a demon now." His face was unreadable and for some reason Kieko couldn't look away from his eyes. She felt like an animal frozen by the knowledge of its impending doom.
Swallowing hard, she tried to think of something to say, but was interrupted by a rather loud beeping coming from the vicinity of Hiei's groin.
Kieko's eyes dropped to the area the noise had come from. Eh? Can they do that-?.....AH HENTAI KEIKO!!!
While Keiko was mentally bleaching her brain, Hiei silently released her and stood up, withdrawing a small communicator from his pants pocket, his side pocket.
This caused Keiko to pause from her mental tirade as she eyed the object in the demons hand. Isn't that a spirit world communicator? Hiei is working for Koenma?
She turned her gaze to Hiei as he flipped open the tiny compact to glare at the speaker on the other end. Sure enough, from where she was sitting she could make out the teen image of the Rakaii ruler on the small s
Keiko's stomach dropped. Oh no, not Koenma! He'll find out for sure, and then everyone will know and I-
Just then Hiei looked from the corner of his eye at her and she knew that he was going to tell Koenma what had happened.
Panic filling her heart, Keiko listened in agony as the Koenma's voice rang out surprisingly loud in the small clearing.
"HIEI! I gave you this communicator for a reason! Keika and Shorin arrived with the captives over two hours ago and you have yet to report! When I give you an assignment you're supposed to follow all of the orders, including reporting back to me when the job is finished! You- eh?-"
By now Koenma must have noticed the silent glare that Hiei was giving him, and Keiko could hear him clear his throat uneasily.
"You didn't tell me that they were experimenting on the slaves." His voice was low and calm, but something underneath caused Keiko to shiver. It was like watching a caged panther. As long as it was held captive you knew you were safe, but the thought that it might be unleashed was always there…
Koenma's voice came through, slightly strained, but still firm. "That was not a factor that you needed to concern yourself with Hiei. All you needed to do was detain the slave trader and deal with Riosuke if he decided to show up. Frankly, I didn't think the fact that they were experimenting on the slaves was something you would even care about."
Kieko blinked and looked at Hiei. He didn't say anything but she noticed his eyes narrowed slightly.
"I don't. But you are about to. If you want your report, send a transport within the next hour." With that he simply clicked the communicator shut and turned slightly, looking at her with hard eyes.
"They will be here soon, so do not leave the clearing." He commanded and then turned away from her again and Keiko got the distinct impression that she was being dismissed.
And then with a small rush of air he jumped up into a tall nearby tree, far enough to where she couldn't see the expression on his face.
Exhausted, Kieko slumped against a nearby bolder and watched the fire in front of her as she tried to ignore the constricting feeling in her chest.
He said that he didn't care about the experiments on the slaves...did that mean that he didn't care about her?
Keiko snorted at her own stupidity. Hiei wouldn't care about her, a human-well, former human. He didn't care about anyone save Yukina. And why should she care? Yes she and the others had always tried to include him, but they had always been coldly rejected. They had never come close to getting past his wall of hostility.
Except for that night he came to your window….a small voice whispered, but Keiko shoved it away. That incident happened over a year ago and that had been the only time she had seen the fire apparition let down his icy wall. He had disappeared shortly after, so Keiko did not believe that he had ever repeated his lapse.
But it had been a rather interesting encounter, and Keiko had to admit that it had caused her to think about the fire demon quite a bit during the days that followed.
But that didn't matter now. Whether or not he cared about what happened to her didn't matter either, as well as the reason for him being there in the fist place. He had saved her, and that was what counted.
So what happened just now…?
Well that was obvious. Apparently the species of demon that the freaky doctor had turned her into was a rare breed of slut, and every time she came in contact with anything male her libido decided to take the wheel of her body's' reactions.
Burrowing deeper into the cloak, Keiko unwittingly took in a deep breath of the Fire Demons scent. It was incredibly dark and musky and instantly the abating ache inside her painfully flared to life again. The feel of Hiei's tongue making an achy glide up her throat flashed through her mind and Kieko bit her lip to hold back a groan.
Oh, gods, this is bad. Not with Hiei! Ok, relax, its nothing major, your just going through odd, crazy hormonal changes, that's it- Hormone changes! And they will probably go away before the night is even over, so it-s not like your actually Attracted to him, because, um, hormones!
After several minutes of alternating between being achy whenever she breathed in the smell of him and then trying to delude herself that it wasn't her fault, Keiko winced and sighed. Ooookay, now was the time to be honest with herself, because afterwards, for the sake of her dignity she would live in blissful self delusion for the rest of her life.
The ugly, horribly shameful truth was-She had enjoyed it. Even though she had been on the market to be a sex slave only hours earlier, she had wanted him to touch her. It had started like it had with Riosuke, with that warm feeling igniting every time his skin touched hers, but somehow….it had gone deeper, been hotter with Hiei.
So was that me…or the hormones?
Well, it doesn't matter if I was attracted to him of my own violation or not because what had just happened is NEVER happening again.
But then…Kieko frowned as she looked up at the shadow that lurked in the tree above her.
Why did he touch me?
And what am I going to do when every one finds out what ive become…
Sometime later Keiko walked a little unsteadily down the enormous entry way to Koenma's office. Having never had the privilege to go to the Rekaii palace herself, Keiko normally would have stared in awe and wonder at the sights around her if it weren't for the fact that her stomach weren't still doing somersaults. She hated flying, and doing it hundreds of feet in the air above the ground at breakneck speeds was not an improvement.
But all too soon Kieko felt sick for an entirely different reason. Their guide had brought them to the enormous doors of Koenma's.
Self consciously Keiko desperately felt like hiding, horrifyingly aware that Hiei's cloak didn't hide as much as she would have preferred.
Well, At least Yusuke and the others aren't here to see this…
Lifting her chin, and squaring her shoulders, Kieko defiantly stared at the opening door in front of her. She had been through a lot tonight, and she wasn't about to act like the coward now.
There was a flash light so bright that it caused Kieko to squint and then she recognized the sight of Koenma lazily sucking his pacifier at his desk.
Hiei stepped in front of her, hands slightly fisted at his sides.
"Ah Hiei, so glad that you could make it. Tell me, is this a new look for you?" Koenma asked, obviously referring to the fact that Hiei wasn't wearing his cloak or a shirt.
Hiei just stood there, not even grunting a hn. It must have had the desired effect because soon Koenma was squirming under that stare.
"I see that you have brought someone with you. Am I to assume that this is a slave that you found at the compound?"
"She is."
Koenma nodded at the ferry girl standing next to Hiei. "Ayame, go ahead and take the girl to suite 16 and have her fixed up. We shall be running some tests on her to see exactly what it is that mad doctor has accomplished."
"Aren't you going to ask the slaves name?" Hiei questioned in a mocking tone.
Koenma gave the fire demon an oddly confused look and addressed her, which consequently had him looking at her for the first time.
"Uh, yes, what is your—AAH, KEIKO??!!!"
"Hai, Koenma-sama?" Her voice was sure, but Keiko could feel a blush of shame tinge her cheeks.
Koenma was staring at her bug eyed, practically falling over his desk and she was mildly surprised that his pacifier did not fall out of his gaping mouth.
"You're the slave!!?? Wha-How did this happen??!!
Moving to answer, she was interrupted by Hiei's cold voice. "She was left unattended by the Detective and was captured."
Keiko's temper flared. Unattended? She wasn't Yusuke's dog for Kami's sake!!
Still stunned, Koenma flopped back into his chair. "And it's a good thing that he isn't here right now; otherwise he would go ballistic and start blasting the place down looking for the slave trader."
Kieko winced slightly. Yeah, that sounded like Yusuke.
Sighing heavily, Koenma once again focused on her. "Are you alright Keiko?"
For a moment, inexplicably, she was unable to answer. Was she alright? "I don't know Koenma-sama" she answered honestly and the Rekaii prince winced.
"Well let's get you taken care of first and well talk later. I am truly sorry that you had to go through something like this Keiko." He said sincerely.
Keiko felt an odd stinging behind her eyes but forced it back and began to follow Ayame out of the room.
But as she left Keiko felt an intense gaze on her back. Glancing covertly over her shoulder she found that Hiei was watching her with an unreadable expression on his face.
Again his eyes mercilessly held her and she felt the oddest longing to stay with him before the doors slid shut in front of her and effectively broke her trance.
Ayame gently placed a guiding hand on her shoulder and offered her a warm smile. "This way please. We have someone waiting to take a look at you, afterward you will be given the opportunity to clean up and rest. There should be a change of clothes waiting for you in the room."
Keiko nodded distractedly, the image of intense crimson eyes burned in her mind.
After a few minutes they seemed to reach the room where someone would be waiting for her. Feeling extremely nervous to be left alone with someone she wasn't familiar with, Keiko turned imploring eyes to the ferry girl standing next to her.
Ayame in turn smiled kindly. "Let me escort you in. I believe you will soon find yourself more at ease than you expected."
A little confused, Keiko hesitantly walked through the now open door, clutching Hiei's cloak around her like a safely net.
The room was like a human doctors office only a lot more comfortable looking. There was a rather large bed on one side of the room, surrounded by overstuffed chairs. The walls were a creamy peach and the lighting was pleasantly dim, creating a very relaxed atmosphere. On the wall opposite the bed there was a counter with a line of cabinets. Someone was working at the sink of the counter, their back turned to her, so that Keiko couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.
Pleasantly, Ayame addressed the stranger before turning to leave. "Sir, here is the girl who was captured by the slave traders. Koenma has requested that you take special care of her and allow her to rest as soon as you are done examining her."
At being addressed the man turned and Keiko gasped in shock at who she saw standing in front of her.
"Kurama?" Turning in surprise at having his name called, Kurama's eyes widened in shocked dismay upon realizing who was behind him.
"Kieko?! What on earth-oh inari, please tell me that you are not the recaptured slave!?"
The girl in front of him said nothing; she just stood there, her hair and appearance disheveled, wearing nothing except what appeared to be a rather small cape (Hiei's?).
Taking a step closer to her, Kurama realized that Keiko was valiantly trying to fight back tears, causing her eyes to shine like broken jewels. Purposefully, Kurama closed the distance between them and gently took her chin between his thumb and forefinger, slowly turning her head from side to side.
I can see no immediate signs of external injury, but that does not mean that injury is not there…Unfortunately, Kurama was well aware of what happened to slaves in that particular market she had been put. Having to pass through such places in order to gather information as Youko Kurama, he had seen many horrific things that he prayed to god Keiko had not gone through.
Then, as he was closely inspecting her neck, he picked up something strange in her scent.
Worry creasing his brow, Kurama straightened and brought Keiko's eyes back to his.
"Keiko are you alright? Did they hurt you in any way?" He asked, concern lacing his tone. Immediately her eyes became downcast and anger flooded him as he read the unintentional answer.
"Hai, Kurama-chan. But I'm alright now." Surprised, watched as Keiko lifted her head and offered him a brave smile. Smiling gently in return, Kurama placed a hand on her shoulder. "You always were strong Kieko. Come; let's sit on the bed shall we? You must be exhausted."
As He followed her to the bed, Kurama quickly tried to pinpoint what it was that was off about her scent. He had been informed by Koenma about the experiments and the slave trader's attempts to turn humans into demons, but for what purpose, they had been unable to pry out of the doctor.
And unfortunately, it seems as though the doctor has succeeded in his task…Sitting on the bed next to Kieko, Kurama studied her carefully. I can definitely smell the youkai in her scent, and there seems to be no outward change in her appearance, but aside from the fact that I cannot tell what type of demon they have made her into. Also, there is something else about her scent that is...off
That is because your senses are so pathetic in this form ShuiichiKurama gave an annoyed mental sigh as his alter ego surged forward in their shared consciousness. Not now youko…
Turning his attention back to Keiko, he noticed that she was fisting the material of Hiei's cloak in an almost protective fashion. This caused the anger unfurling within him to increase.To put such a soul as Keiko through such an ordeal…
You always did have a soft spot for the girl Youko said slyly I value her friendship, nothing more Kurama replied sternly Are you certain that's all you value, Shuiichi?Kurama did not like where the kitsune's presumptions were heading. "Keiko, I am deeply sorry, but I need you to tell me what happened."
Keiko visibly flinched and clutched at the cloak even tighter. Kurama felt a wave of sympathy for his friend, but for her sake he had to persist.
"Keiko, I need to know if I am going to be of any help."
After a moment Keiko seemed to come to some sort of decision released the cloak to tensely fold her hands in her lap.
"I know Kurama-kun. It started when I was supposed to meet my friend Taki at a club I had never been to and…" Thus Keiko retold the events of her capture, of how the doctor had used the serum to change her and then concluded with Hiei coming to rescue her.
But as Keiko recounted her story, Kurama had noticed something strange. Keiko had kept her eyes averted from him, only to glance at him furtively from the corner of her eye when she thought that he wouldn't notice. Also, her hand had continually strayed to rub a spot on the right side of her neck absentmindedly, almost like someone would rub an old wound.
There were several odd points to her story as well. It seemed that there was a gap between her transformation and when she was rescued by Hiei.
And what of the buyer? The doctor had said that the demon that they would change her into was extremely rare. If I were to purchase something like that, I would want to be nearby to make sure that nothing went wrong, and yet Keiko says that she knows nothing about who she was sold to.
That is because she is lying, my dear Shuiichi.
Unfortunately, Kurama was forced to agree with Youko. But what was she hiding, and why?
I am positive that it has to do with the reason her scent is off, but I cannot detect it in my current form, and I am rather doubtful that keiko would be willing to tell me.
So why not let me handle it? My sense of smell is much stronger than yours and you know that I can find what you want without having to use force. Besides, Its been ages since ive been in the company of a beautiful woman. You don't get laid nearly as much as you should.
Kurama growled darkly at the spirit fox. You will not touch her, do you understand me Youko? Keiko is a dear friend and I wont allow you to satisfy your lusts with her.
Why not, their your lusts as well. Don't try and pretend that you have never thought about it Shuiichi….I am you after all.
"Uh Kurama-kun? Are you alright?" Keiko asked, warm brown eyes were slightly filled with worry.
Realizing that he had been silent for some time, Kurama cleared his throat, his face turning somber.
"Keiko, im going to need to examine you a bit to make sure that you are alright and to see if there are any obvious side effects of the change. Besides" He interrupted when she began to protest, " Koenma has ordered it to be done in light of the situation. I apologize if my presence will make you uncomfortable, but I am afraid that there is no one else with the information that I have."
Once again Keiko's hand strayed to that spot on her neck and she chewed on her lip nervously. "A-alright Kurama-kun. I suppose that I would rather have a friend do this."
Kurama smiled kindly. "Don't worry, its only a superficial check and a simple blood test. Afterwards you can rest as much as you want, I promise."
Kieko simply nodded complacently and gave Kurama another small smile.
"Alright first I would like to check your neck where the Doctor injected you, to make sure there are no signs of a coming infection?"
Keiko visibly stiffened, but nodded again nonetheless. Slowly, so as not to scare her, Kurama lifted her long hair away from her neck and shifted closer. With great care, he gently tilted her head to the side so that the long column of her throat was exposed. The skin was smooth and unblemished, causing Kurama to pause. So, regenerative properties have already manifested within her… Leaning in closer for a better look, Kurama once again caught the strangeness of her scent, much stronger now that he was closer to her.
It smells familiar…but I cannot place It. Frustrated, Kurama unconciously shifted even closer to Keiko, causing part of his upper body to touch hers.
Im sure I could tell you what it was…but you will have to let me out...
No.
Be realistic Suichii, im not going to hurt the girl, infact, I rather like her…
That's precisley the problem. She doesn't need your advances right now and frankly neither do I.
Tsk, tsk, you know that your not going to find out what she is without the doctor telling you, which he does not seem inclined to do so. And what if her condition is harmful to her if left unattended? You have no idea exactly what they did to her, or what it could do to her. Do you really want to risk her safety Shuichii?
Kurama clenched his jaw painfully.
You bastard youko…alright, but I am warning you, if you do anything to her-
You'll what, kill me? and coincidentally, kill Yourself? Don't worry Shuichii, I will be the perfect gentleman.
See to it that you are Youko, Kurama thought darkly as he took a mental step back and allowed Youko's presence to surge most of the way forward and take control of their shared body.
Kurama felt Youko smirk as he placed light hands on Keikos shoulders and pulled her closer.
"Kurama, what are you-"
"Shh" Youko soothed softly. "It's alright little one. Ive noticed something on your neck that you have been trying to hide. Now why would you want to do that I wonder. Lets find out, shall we?" Not allowing the girl in his arms time to react, he brought his nose in close contact with her skin and inhaled deeply.
Closing his eyes, Youko immediately registered the scent of two males on her neck."Hmm, now that is certainly interesting. It seems that our little human is quite the vixen.
Now is not the time to be vague Youko, Kurama said impatiently.
Two demons, fire apparitions, have come into close contact with the girl. One gave her the first mark, and the other marked her with his scent.
So that's why she was rubbing her neck. The mark must have come from the one who bought her, and that would mean that she did find out who that was. So why did she try to conceal it? And the other fire apparition…could that have been--
Suddenly Keiko stirred, trying to twist her head to look at Kurama, and effectively interrupted the suppressed human Kurama's realization.
"K-Kurama, w-what are you doing?" Keiko obviously did not realize that it was actually the legendary Youko that was holding her since he had remained in the form of Suiichi, and Kurama thought it best to keep it that way to keep from scaring her.
We need to release her soon…Youko, are you able to identify the species that she has been transformed into?
And I was just beginning to enjoy the feel of her…
Now Youko!
The kitsune chuckled and gently nudged Keiko's face to the side to keep her neck exposed. Again she went still from shock and the spirit fox took full advantage and breathed in deeply.
But this time the oddity of her scent registered the same instant his blood suddenly scorched. Kurama caught a glimpse of recognition before it was overwhelmed by flash of heated lust filling both of their senses. Abruptly, Youko slammed a barrier against him and forced Kurama into a mental prison.
What is the meaning of this!? Let me out Youko!! Kurama tried to force his way through the mental blockade, but found it to be too strong to break.
But Youko wasn't listening to his human half's protests, having taken complete control over their body; he couldn't even hear him anymore. Youko let the change overcome his body as he aggressively pinned Keiko to his chest.
The trapped Kurama balked at the turn Youko's intentions were taking and began trying to force his way through the mental blockade, but found it to be too strong to break.
What was happening? He had always known that the fox spirit was prone to lusty adventures, but he also exercised self control when needed and never imposed where his affections weren't wanted. And even though he had expressed a slight interest in Keiko, Kurama knew that it was not enough to make him go back on his word not to harm her.
And his affections are definitely unwanted Kurama observed as Keiko began to struggle in the kitsune's arms. In response Youko leaned back so that he could look at his captive, and smiled as her eyes widened incredously when she recognized him.
"You're not Kurama," she said shakily, her warm brown eyes taking on a hint of fear.
Youko only smirked and pressed her closer to him as he dipped his head back down to breath in more of her. Her scent was intoxicating, like a drug, and the more he breathed in, the hotter he became. All of his sensed seemed to go into hyper focus. He knew that there was a reason for why he felt this way so suddenly, but having been repressed for so long, he didn't care. He was going to take what he wanted and right then he wanted her; hot, sweaty and panting beneath him.
Meanwhile, within his imposed voyeurism, Kurama could feel everything that Youko did in a sort of detached state. Unexplainable lust pounded through the kitsune's body, causing his thoughts to become disjointed. This more than anything alerted Kurama to the fact that something was horribly wrong, since Youko never lost this much control.
And it seems to only get worse the more he takes in her scent…and with Youko unable to hear me, I can only pray that someone will find us before he does something that both of us will dearly regret…
"Let-let me go!!" Keiko protested, trying to free herself from the demons embrace. He, unfortunately, had other plans. Running one hand down the curvy line of her body, Youko gently nipped at her ear, breathing hotly against her skin. "Not yet…not until I have tasted every last inch of you, my little vixen." He promised.
Meanwhile, Hiei was balefully staring at the Rekaii prince. He had just given him the details of Keiko's rescue and was anxious to leave. He was on edge from the night's events and the hold on his temper was suffering for it.
"I can't believe that Keiko was the one that Hokkin captured." The Koenma mumbled incredously to himself. It was obvious that the Prince was at a loss about what happened, just as Hiei knew he would be.
"Where is that fool Yusuke anyway? It's his fault for letting his mate attend one of those human flesh markets unattended in the first place."
Koenma sighed. "He started to undergo special training from Genkai about a month ago and will be gone for at least another two months. She has hidden their location from everyone, including myself, so that it will not be disturbed. According to her, Yusuke and Keiko split for keeps this time, and she does not want anything to distract Yusuke during his training, especially Keiko."
Hiei scowled in thought. Hn. So Yusuke has chosen the makai over the human…
"It's may be a good thing that Yusuke will be gone for some time…but at least Kurama came back and will be able to help with the situation." Koenma continued absently.
Hiei raised an eyebrow. " Kurama has returned?"
Koenma nodded, sitting up straight in his chair. "Yes, I had just finished debriefing him when I received your communication saying that you had captured a slave. We had been unsuccessful so far in our attempts to gain information from Hokin or the Doctor, so I was going to question Kurama on if he could provide a truth serum in order to find out
why type of demon they were trying to create and why."
"You should try torture, which usually gets more interesting results." Hiei suggested coldly.
Koenma ignored him and frowned. "Perhaps, but when you gave the information that you had the slave, I decided to use Kurama instead to examine the human to find out the nature of the results. Since he knows a lot about poisons and their side effects, as well as having extensive knowledge about the different species of demons, he was an ideal choice on such short notice. Right now he should be examining Keiko and-"
"What?!"
Koenma blinked in surprise at the fire demons uncharacteristic outburst. "Kurama is examining Keiko, and once he is finished he will hopefully be able to provide some answers for us."
Hiei painfully clenched his fists to keep from killing the Rekaii heir as anger washed him. "Where. Are. They?" He bit out.
Surprised and horribly confused, Koenma sputtered. "Suite 16, ten doors down the hall, but why-"
But Koenma didn't finish as Hiei abruptly turned towards the hallway too leave. He
didn't have time for the fools inane babbling, but stubbornly, Koenma followed him.
"Hiei, I demand to know what's going on. Why are you running?" Hiei paused for a moment and cast an amazingly cold glare at the prince. "You had better hope that I get there in time, because if I don't, your precious human friend is quite possibly about to be used in the way that Riosuke had first intended."
Koenma blanched. "What?!! Are you out of your mind? Kurama would never do anything like that to Keiko!"
"No, Kurama wouldn't, But Youko will if he gets close enough to breathe in her scent."
Hiei flexed his fists at his sides, attempting to dampen the angry energy that was rising with each passing second. He needed to get there. Now.
"I think that Youko could control himself around a female, even if he did get out." Koemna said condescendingly.
Fire flared in Hiei's eyes for a moment, causing Koenma to jump in fear. "Not if Keiko happens to be a female fire apparition and he gets within half a foot of her. And I believe examining her will bring him much closer than that, don't you." He growled darkly before turning back to the hallway, leaving a stunned Koenma behind.
Realization and horror slowly overcame the prince and he suddenly broke into a run himself to catch up.
A female fire apparition…Creatures that are nearly nonexistent, largely due to the fact that they are only born every hundred years or so and are usually caught and sold in the slave markets. Once they have reached maturity, they are kept secluded by their captures due to the highly potent pheromones that their body heat produces. If Keiko truly is a fire apparition now…kami help her…
POST NOTE Whew, you made it through! Now if you don't hate me too much, could you please review? I promise those things make me write faster. Anyway, major explanations next chappie, and more citrus! And yes it will be from Hiei and no there will not be a Hiei/keiko/kurama love triangle and yes Riosuke will make another appearance as soon as I can dig him out of my sock drawer.
Ps. Heres the link that I did for the pic in ch 7 cuz I think the old link wont work anymore, and theres another link for a new Hiei pic that I did that you can all enjoy. Just remove the spaces.
Thanks a bunch to those who are still reading this fic!!!!
http: www. fanart-central.net /pictures.php?pid=68256
http: www. fanart-central.net/pictures.php?pid=80043