Circumstance
Ch 9: Proposition
By: kikyiou666
Authors note: Im baaack! Im so sorry for the extreme hiatus in between updates, but I had a thing called a complicated life going on and I was without computer access to an extreme degree. But I have now resumed working on this little ficcie, so dont worry, I wont let it die.
Extreme thanks to those who have been encouraging and reviewing even though I have been gone, and special thanks goes to Rose-chan, aka Buffybot76, for her constant nagging er I mean reminders :) and for her willingness to beta read the little drabble.
So please read, review, pollute your minds!
Disclaimer: Do I really have to say it again? No, I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, I did not write this story to make money off of it and if you bother me one more time I'm going to send you spam. Lots of it.
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Keiko continued to struggle against the Youko demon that now held her imprisoned against his body. He was obviously stronger than her, so her efforts had almost no effect on his advances.
What was going on? Why had Kurama suddenly changed into his Demon self, and why isYouko acting like this?
Even though Keiko felt fear in her current situation, she still had enough presence of mind to realize that something was severely wrong with Kurama. There had to be reason that he would be acting this way all of the sudden and Keiko had a sinking feeling that she had something to do with it.
Suddenly, Youko slipped a clawed hand up her bare inner thigh and Keiko yelped in surprised, panicking.
"Kurama! Stop it-Please! What is wrong with you!"
More and more frantically, she continued to struggle against Youko, pleading with him as well as his human half to stop, but the fox demon did not seem as though he were able to hear her at all.
Kurama had been desperately searching the barrier that Youko had thrown up against him, trying to find a weakness to break through when he heard Keiko's cry and realized what it was that Youko intended to do. Alarm filled the normally calm Shuichi. He didn't have time to waste, he needed to get through to Youko NOW!
Focusing all of his energy and will, Kurama trained it on a single spot on the barrier and sent a single thought directed at it.
'Stop it, Youko...you don't really want to do this...STOP!
Over and over Kurama reinforced this one thought to his other half, hammering away at the mental block before him. Soon the wall began to corrode and Kurama redoubled his efforts, making the tiny hole in front of him grow.
'LISTEN TO ME!'
With that one final thought, Kurama put everything he had behind it and slammed it through the barrier, causing it to disintegrate completely. Suddenly Kurama was surrounded by a heat filled lust pounding on him from all sides. He could feel Youko immersed deeply in it and he quickly realized with a dawning horror that he was beginning to sink into it as well. It rushed through his senses, making him dizzy and breathless. Struggling through the haze, Kurama could feel Youko retreat deep within his conscious as he began to drown.
'No...I won't...I won't do this..."I WON'T!"
With a burst of strength, Kurama physically threw himself away from Keiko, slamming into the medical cabinet behind him just as the door to his left burst open and a panicked Koenma came crashing through.
Keiko...was she ok?... A little disoriented, Kurama worriedly turned his attention to the girl in front of him. She was still sitting on the bed, clutching Hiei's cloak around her, her large sienna eyes gazing terrified at him. For a moment, Kurama felt unbelievable shame and remorse wash through him...until he realized that it wasn't him she was staring at.
"HIEI, DON'T!" Koenma shouted somewhere to the left of him. Perplexed, Kurama started to turn his head in Koenma's direction only to come to a very sudden and very disturbing realization.
What could only be the cold steel of Hiei's katana was now being pressed into the vulnerable flesh of Kurama's throat.
'What, Hiei is still here! I didn't even realize that he had come in with Koenma!'
"Hiei..." Kurama started hoarsely, trying to explain, but the pressure of the blade increased slightly, effectively silencing the kitsune's explanation. Hiei didn't say anything, and Kurama couldn't see him with his peripheral vision. His head was slowly clearing, but Kurama didn't dare move, intuitively sensing that he was in real danger from the Fire Apparition.
'So one of the two scents that Youko had found on Keiko...must have been Hiei's.' Kurama concluded. It was extremely hard to believe, but the increasingly uncharacteristic behavior that Hiei was displaying left little doubt in the kitsune's mind
"Hiei, please, don't hurt Kurama-kun!" Keiko pleaded, slowly moving closer to the two demons.
At the sight of her moving towards him, Kurama's mind abruptly went into hyper focus as realization dawned on him. Uncaring of Hiei's possible reaction, Kurama tried to make Keiko understand. "Keiko, don't come any closer to any of us!" He yelled forcefully, his tone holding a hint of desperation that was so unlike him.
Instantly she stilled; obviously stunned by the kitsune's outburst that she keep her distance. Kurama could see pain and a dawning horror enter her eyes and his earlier suspicion was confirmed.
'She knows...she knows there is something wrong...but how much does she know'? He wondered.
But Kurama's thought process was quickly interrupted, his verbal outburst having provoked the oddly infuriated Fire Demon to increase the blades' pressure against his throat, gently slicing through the first few layers of skin. Kurama knew disturbingly well the control that Hiei had over his preferred weapon, and so knew that the only reason Hiei did not go further was by his own choice.
For now anyway...
"Hiei, STOP IT! Kurama is your friend!" Keiko yelled desperately, but thankfully made no move to come closer.
Friend...even though it was odd to hear it spoken aloud, over years of working along side each other in battle, trusting the each other with their lives...it had become the truth. Kurama knew that the aloof fire aparition had always held a certain amount of respect for him, and Kurama had felt the same.
But it was obvious, for reasons still not entirely clear to the red head, that at that particular moment that didn't really matter to Hiei.
He would surely kill him if Kurama gave him anymore reason.
"Keiko, don't come any closer to any of us!...
Kurama's words instantly halted any attempt that Keiko would have made to come between the two demons as a sickening feeling dropped through her like a heavy stone. The look in the kitsune's eyes was enough to tell her what she had been most afraid of.
There was something definitely wrong with her...and everything that had happened since the Doctor had injected her was somehow her fault.
For some reason Keiko's eyes darted back to Hiei's face and she felt real fear for Kurama's safety course through her. Hiei's expression was deadly calm, no emotion staining his face...but His eyes...there was a bloodlust in them so strong that it was a wonder he had not killed his friend yet.
Trying to keep her voice steady amidst her fear, Keiko pleaded with Hiei. "Hiei, look at me, please." For a few painful heartbeats, she thought he hadn't heard her or worse, was going to ignore her, but then his eyes slowly shifted to hers. Locking onto his crimson gaze with her own warm one, Keiko concentrated everything she had into presenting a feeling of calm to the unstable koorime. "It's alright Hiei, nothing happened. It was an accident. You don't want to hurt Kurama, it wasn't his fault, you know that."
Even as she said it the truth of the words sank every deeper into her heart. Swallowing hard, pushed the thought aside and focused all of her attention on Hiei, willing him to believe that she was telling the truth. The indecipherable rage in his eyes never changed, so Keiko was slightly surprised when she felt him touch her consciousness with his own. It was like being wrapped in a warm blanket of energy, and when he spoke a hum of that taut energy passed through her. 'Did he touch you?'
Imperceptibly she shook her head even as she responded mentally. "No. He came to on his own. I'm alright, he didn't hurt me and I know that he didn't mean to do what he did. Please put down your sword, Hiei...Kurama is your friend." Not really sure if it would work or not, Keiko tried to reinforce her words with soothing energy, hoping to calm him down. She couldn't explain why, but the need to reassure the fire demon was almost as strong as the need to save her friend. She didn't examine why she was doing it, or why she even needed to do it, only that she did.
At the other end of the connection Keiko could feel the chaotic thoughts begin to settle and ease. This reaffirmed Keiko's action and she reinforced it by opening up more of herself to the fire demon. Never taking her eyes from his, Keiko watched as their stormy depths slowly began to clear and return back to their normal brilliancy.
Funny...I've never noticed just how beautiful his eyes really are before... a stray thought passed through her mind before she could stop it. Immediately she felt when Hiei heard it and panicked that he would become angry with her, she pulled back from their mental link.
Hiei continued to look at her for a long hard moment, and Keiko would have blushed if it weren't for the fact that Hiei still had his blade pressed against Kurama's throat. But then she sighed in relief as the weapon was abruptly removed and Hiei stepped away from Kurama to go stand at the wall opposite to Keiko's bed.
Silently he folded his arms against his chest and lowered his head as he closed his eyes. If anything, it almost looked like he was ignoring them all, and Keiko was dumbfounded in the sudden change in attitude. Grateful that there wasn't any immediate threat of bloodshed, Keiko, looked back at Kurama to see if he was ok. He was bleeding slightly on one side of the neck, and again she started to move to help him before he imperceptible shook his head.
Grief welled through her, and Keiko couldn't take looking into the kitsune's eyes any longer.
Kurama watches sadly as Keiko lowered her head in pain at his refusal for assistance. He could feel the small trickle of blood run down his neck and reached up to stop the flow with his hand. It was minor- especially compared to what it could have been.
"What in Kami's name is going on?" Koenma asked worriedly.
Coming to a quick decision, Kurama tilted his head slightly towards Koenma. " I apologize Koenma-sama, but I am afraid that in light of the present circumstances, I am going to have to ask you to leave for now. There is some rather personal information that I must share with Keiko-san, and I am sure that the fewer people who have to be aware of it, the better. Of course, you needn't worry about her safety, everything is fine now."
Koenma was visibly bristling at being the only one asked to leave. He still didn't have all of the knowledge of what was going on and he absolutely detested being out of the loop. But he also had an idea of what kind of news Keiko was about to receive, if it was true as it seemed to be that she was now a fire apparition. Even though he wanted to be there for his friend, he wasn't dense enough not to know that she really wouldn't want him there when she learned everything that her new life would entail.
But that still leaves Kurama and Hiei here with her....
Glancing at the only minutes ago unstable Demons, Koenma decided that the danger had seemed to pass. Shaking his head a little in pity, Koenma turned to leave the room.
Kurama sighed as he slumped down onto a stool in front of the medical cabinet. This was going to take a while...
"This is all my fault, isn't it..." The quiet statement had come from Keiko, who now sat dejectedly as she stared at her hands.
Kurama's heart went out to the girl whom he had called friend for a good many years. It didn't seem right that he add anymore pain to the suffering she had endured that night. Especially from myself 'Kurama inwardly winced. 'However...if we are to help her at all, as well as keep her safe...Keiko needs to know the truth." His decision made, Kurama sat up straight and focused on his friend. "Keiko, there is something I think you should know."
"The doctor that held you captive turned you into a demon, that much you already know, correct? But do you have any idea what demon he awoke in you?"
Keiko shook her head silently and Kurama continued. "You happen to be a Fire Apparition now, like Hiei, and yet unlike him. You see, females of Hiei's kind are very rare and very unique, because they aren't born very often, only every hundred years or so. But that isn't why they are unique..." Here Kurama paused, not wanting to reveal the next piece of information with the incident with Youko still so fresh, but not having much of a choice he soldiered on. "They are unique because of two things. As you can probably guess, a Fire Apparition's body temperature burns hotter than that of a normal human or even that of a normal demon. Their internal temperature can reach scalding heights without using any powers. Because of this, the natural pheromones that all females create, human and demon alike, are amplified by the heat."
Here Kurama was forced to look down, no longer able to hold her increasingly stunned gaze." You're an incredibly intelligent girl Keiko-san. I'm sure you know what pheromones are and what they do. They are an organism's natural tool for attracting a mate... They are basically used as an aphrodisiacs If any male demon comes close enough to take in a large amount of your scent, it would usually cause them to go into a kind of...heat..."
"...and become uncontrollable in some cases..." He whispered, looking up into her warm sienna eyes, his own emerald ones burning with shame. "When I was examining you, I knew that you had withheld a large amount of information about your capture and rescue. So I decided to use Youko's sense of smell, since mine is so in-effective in this form, to determine what type of demon you are. Unfortunately, when he got close and examined your scent...it...caught him off guard. But even that should not be enough to cause a demon like Youko to lose control. I believe that the incredible strain the new change has wreaked on your body is causing you to go into heat, like a demon female would experience. Your new demon body is trying to make up for lost time and I believe that it is forcing you into a early heat, which would cause the pheromones in your scent to increase even more."
Keiko's eyes had gone wide, her lower lip faintly trembling as she obviously struggled to cope with this devastating information. Kurama pressed on, wanting to get through everything as quick as possible.
" Female Fire apparitions are rare for another reason. They are usually found and sold into slavery as sex slaves. Youko found the mark of possession given to you by another Fire Demon. It would make sense that it would be a male Fire apparition that would try to buy you, because if he were to successfully impregnate you, then your offspring would most likely be incredibly strong. Because it would be from a pure line, which is rarely seen with this particular kind of demon, the child would possess the full capabilities of using their powers."
At the mention of the mark Keiko visibly paled and Hiei slowly opened his eyes to look at her. Watching from the corner of his eye, Kurama wondered exactly what happened between the two of them. Hiei was watching her reactions with veiled scrutiny, but Kurama could see it.
Her voice choked, Keiko spoke. "You said that he gave me the first mark...does that mean that there are more?" Her voice held an underlying tone of fear and she visibly clenched her hands together.
"Yes. There are two marks that a Male demon would bestow on a Female that he intended to mate with for life. The first one is caused by a bite at the juncture of the neck. This is a mark of intention, given before you are actually mated, which is when the second mark is given. When a demon marks you the first time, his scent can be found where the mark was given, essentially warning off other male demons. It is possible to be given the first mark by more than one Male demon, but not the second one. That one is received during the first mating, and it acts as a seal that literally binds you to your mate for life, emotionally as well as psychically."
When he had mentioned the second mark and the lifetime bond, he could have sworn that Keiko was going to be sick. Her already pale face drained a couple of more shades and her eyes took on a haunted look.
For the first time since his transgression, Kurama felt a surge of anger towards the one that had done this to her. Anger at what they had done to her, and what they were forcing him to do...
Keeping his voice calm beneath his ever present indifferent front, Kurama finished what he had to tell her. "Keiko, I mentioned before that you are going into an early heat. This means that ALL male demons, if they get within a close enough range to smell your scent, will come after you aggressively. You are going to need constant protection. Normally, we would just keep you here, but the palace is an office, not a hideout, and with the inevitable return of the demon who bought you, I believe it would be wise for you to hide somewhere else...with Hiei as your guard."
Crimson Eyes immediately locked with emerald ones. Kurama had been expecting Hiei to protest, but instead there was an odd expression in his eyes. He could have sworn that he seen a flash of possession in their crimson depths. The Koorime stared at Kurama closely, almost as if he were trying to find the real reason behind Kurama's suggestion. But Kurama had centuries of practice guarding his thoughts and soon Hiei released his stare with a dissatisfied "Hn." The silence following his words was heavy enough to suffocate in.
"Even though he is also one of your kind, and therefore more susceptible, his mothers tear gem holds incredible calming powers which I believe makes him the best candidate for keeping you safe until you come out of your heat. Hopefully, by then, we can come up with an acceptable strategy for what to do next. Now, you have been through a tremendous amount today Keiko...get some rest. I will have Ayame sent to the room for anything that you need. You and Hiei will probably leave in the next few hours, and I believe it best if none of us know where the two of you are going."
With that Kurama silently got up to leave, not wanting to force his presence on her anymore than necessary. He could feel Hiei's eyes on his back, still watching him for any signs that Youko would return, which only caused the anger and self loathing in Kurama to burn even hotter.
"Kurama-kun?"
Slightly surprised that she had called to him as well as the use of kun on his name, Kurama turned back questioningly towards Keiko.
Her face was still pale, but there was an odd kindness and resolve resting on her features. "It wasn't your fault, or Youko's. I know that no part of you would ever willingly hurt me, Kurama-chan. I am sorry for causing you to do something that you hate." Tears welled up in her eyes, the light in them dancing before they slipped gently down her face.
He couldn't respond, but quickly exited the room and down the hall, his hands clenched at his sides, the image of her trusting eyes burned into his mind. Forcing himself to walk at a normal pace, Kurama turned the corner and entered into a room that led to a large balcony. He quickly walked up to the railing, deeply inhaling the fresh night air as he closed his eyes and tried to dispel the guilt that threatened to well up inside him.
There was no other way...he had to do it. It was for her safety...and even if she found out and hated him for it, it didn't matter. What mattered was keeping her alive...even if he had to sacrifice her purity to do it.
Letting age old reason and ruthless calculations take over the feelings that were making him sick, Kurama waited. It was the only way that he had survived this long, to cast aside personal feelings and look at the cold equation at hand.
But he couldn't be the one to do it...It had to be Hiei. He would fight it of course, but Kurama would not allow the Fire Apparitions denial.
So he waited.
Keiko watched dejectedly as Kurama quickly left the room, obviously eager to distance himself from her.
Oh Kami, what have I become? Now Kurama will never be able to look at me the same way again.
How many more friends would she alienate because of this? Would she ever really be able to go back to the way things were?
Wiping the tears from her face, Keiko suddenly became aware of the fact that Hiei was no longer in the room either. Looking around, she noticed the small open window on the adjacent wall where he had been standing. Rising from her place on the bed, Keiko quickly walked over to the window and looked out into the night sky, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Fire Demon. Seeing nothing but the endless landscape of the Reikai, Keiko suddenly felt more alone than she ever had in her entire life.
Turning away from the window, Keiko made her way back over to the bed and snuggled underneath the covers. The exhaustion that she had somehow kept at bay seemed to wash over her all at once and Keiko felt her eyes begin to drop. Her mind felt numb from all of the information she had been forced to digest, but even as she was on the brink of sleep Keiko held on to an image of crimson eyes...
Hiei silently left his place by the Keiko's bed as he heard the approach of the ferry girl Ayame. For some reason, he was hesitant to leave her alone until he knew that she was safe. Giving one last glance at the sleeping girl, he walked through the office door and made his way down the hall.
He walked with purpose, his steps sure of where to go until he came upon the room where Kurama was waiting for him.
Silently he approached Kurama from behind, knowing that the kitsune had already sensed his presence. He could still feel the faint bloodlust that had gripped him before, gnawing at his control.
For a moment neither of them said anything, a new tension that had never existed before now hummed with new life between them. Kurama's voice, cold and guarded, broke the silence.
"You know what needs to be done...if she is to stay relatively unharmed..."
Hiei remained silent. He knew the part of the explanation that Kurama had left out when he had spoken to Keiko. He knew what the kitsune was referring to-it just wasn't an option. For him or anyone else.
The kitsune, however, wasn't finished.
"I know that you can smell it too...she's going to go into heat. You know what's going to happen if that goes unchecked. Her scent needs to be diluted and you know there is only one way to do that."
Unwanted images flashed through Hiei's mind of Youko on top of Keiko and he felt his earlier bloodlust begin to rise once more. His control had been shaken too many times in one night, and was dangerous in his unstable condition. Barely concealing the venom in his voice, Hiei said. "So I suppose that your volunteering to pickup where you left off."
The redhead turned and regarded Hiei with a calculating expression. "Actually, I think you should do it."
Hiei's eyes narrowed dangerously. "What?"
Unperturbed, Kurama continued. "I found your scent on her ...I know you were trying to cover the other demon's mark. I also know that you have been avoiding her since she took care of you that night a year ago after the mission with Kaishin. At first I thought that it was because you were disgusted with the fact that you were reduced to needing help from a human, and that you avoided her because it was a stain on your pride. I'm sure that was part of it...but that wasn't the real reason, was it Hiei."
Suspicion danced along Hiei's skin even as he felt surge of satisfaction. So the kitsune had found his scent, good. Even so, He did not like where this was going.
"You kept it hidden really well...even I did not realize the truth until now. But after the display before, and the evidence of your scent, I know your secret Hiei."
The Koorime's eyes flashed with deadly fire but he remained silent. Even though his actions as of late had begun to betray him, the kitsune was delving too deep, deeper than Hiei even permitted himself to go and it was wearing his patience thin. Even so it was pointless to try and lie about it now. The kitsune knew, and he would exploit it ruthlessly to get what he wanted.
"You can deny it all you want to me, her and even yourself. But if you don't agree, then I will. At least I can make sure that she enjoys it, unlike other demons who would only use her." Kurama said as he began to walk towards the exit.
That did it.
The last thread on Hiei's precious control snapped, and Hiei was barely aware of putting his fist through the wall next to him. Luckily he had subconsciously held back his demon energy so he hadn't taken out the entire wall with that punch. No, he had only created a hole the size of a manhole. Curiously, he watched as a trickle of blood began a winding path down his forearm before looking back at Kurama. The kitsune didn't seem the least bit surprised, but continued walking after a moment, his parting message echoing in Hiei's ears.
"Your choice, Hiei. Either you take her... or I will."
Take her...
Even as the thought angered him, he felt lust heat his blood. He doubted that even the fox with his disturbingly accurate insight realized just how tempting that thought really was. He had been denying for a year that he wanted her, even to himself, and now images of her beneath him were running rampantly through his mind. All he had to do was close his eyes for a brief moment and he could feel and taste her once more. It made him hot.
He hated her for that. He had hated her for a year, despising the effect she had on him. It was her fault that he now had to contend with this constant weakness and it was driving him insane.
The problem was that now he had the perfect opportunity to get exactly what he had been denying he wanted-and the perfect excuse.
"I know that you can smell it too...she's going to go into heat. You know what's going to happen if that goes unchecked. Her scent needs to be diluted and you know there is only one way to do that."
Oh yes, he knew. When a female went into heat, her scent became like a homing beacon for the surrounding male demons in the area to use to find and claim her. Once she was taken, however, the scent became weaker and weaker the more she had sex.
He could definitely make sure that her scent was practically non-existent. But he wouldn't be gentle, he couldn't be when he didn't know how. Even after everything that had happened, the dark part that ruled over him still wanted to take her hard until she was panting and screaming.
Hiei shook his head angrily as he stared at the hole he had made in the wall. He may be a bastard, but his code wouldn't permit him to deceive her into his bed. He wanted her there willingly. He had to have her there willingly. He may be a cold blooded killer, but he was no slaver and he would never force her into his bed.
But she was more than willing earlier...
Hiei shook off that thought. It was because she was too much of a goddamn innocent that she hadn't even known how to control herself. That thought left a bitter taste in Hiei's mouth but he forced himself to face that possibility. The possibility that what had happened in the Makai forest had been entirely because of her new demon blood and not because she actually desired him. Hiei snorted. No, she was probably still in love with that idiot detective Yusuke, even though he was constantly abandoning her for the Makai
Either you take her...or I will."
The kitsune's threat hung over him and Hiei growled in frustration. He hated being backed into a corner and having control over the situation taken away. But the fact still remained that if Hiei didn't agree to it, then Kurama would take over. Hiei knew enough to know when the kitsune was serious and Hiei felt the urge put his katana through the damn fox's throat.
Needing to release some energy, Hiei pushed himself from the balcony and began running at breakneck speeds through the Makai. He needed to clear his mind if he was going to make this decision and he couldn't do that when lust and rage alternately pounded through him. He ran as if the hounds of hell were chasing him-and perhaps they were.
After what felt like hours, Hiei found himself outside a familiar window, breathing hard from his exertions, Hiei just stared. The window was almost beckoning; the curtains inside fluttered with the breeze and Hiei felt himself drawn to it. Silently he scaled the tree next it and landed on the window sill.
She was dreaming. Creeping over to the side of her bed, Hiei watched in fascination as she moaned softly in her sleep. His gaze was locked on her and he couldn't seem to tear it away. The moonlight that came in hit her face just right, casting her skin with a pearly glow. Her hair fanned out around bare shoulders and her chest rose and fell as she writhed gently under the blankets. The musky scent of her arousal drifted up to him and he felt himself harden painfully at the same time that jealousy wracked through him.
Who was she dreaming of? Was it him that was giving her pleasure? Touching her where she begged to be touched, fulfilling dark fantasies that she only allowed herself in dreams? Or was it Kurama or even Yusuke? Anger flared brightly as reason fled. He had to know. For a brief insane moment, he considered using the Jagan to find out, but quickly discarded that thought. Invading her mind without permission was a revolting idea and he was disgusted with himself for that. Somehow her mere presence seemed to affect his reason and it was extremely taxing. Briefly, he remembered their short-lived telepathic link. She had done everything in her power to dampen that rage that had consumed him at the thought of Youko taking her and its effect had surprised him. Even more surprising was the stray thought that had escaped before she had cut off the link.
But did that really mean anything?
Caught in an internal struggle as he watched the object of his darkest desires caught in a dream of pleasure, the answer suddenly became clear to him. It didn't matter if she was dreaming of someone else right now, or even if she still loved the detective. He would make her want him just as much as he wanted her. Soon, she would be dreaming about him even if she wasn't now, he would make sure of that. He didn't want or need her affection, but he would repay her for all the sleepless nights filled with an unbearable aching that she had given him.
Tilting his head to the side, Hiei rested on the window sill and shamelessly watched her, a new predatory glint shining in his eyes.
Hiei now had his answer for the kitsune.
He would make Keiko his.
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Authors post note: When I began writing this story, I didn't know that Yusuke's transformation from human to demon was because of the Adivism of the Mazoku. But if you were confused in any way of what exactly had happened to Keiko, that's essentially it, except for the doctor forced the change instead of her death. So, does this mean that since my idea parallels' theirs, that great minds think alike? Don't answer that:P
Expect an extremely hard lime in the next chappie guys!