I would like to make note of all those that have kept up with reading this story. You are the ones that keep me motivated to actually continue this story arc even though I have progressed onto other interests. I guess it is much to hard to resist the love triangel between Hiei, Saya, and Kurama. I shall answers some questions as well...

Kurowa is Hiei and Saya's son, and how that is possible for their son to be a grown up warrior demon after he died a year ago shall be explained in later chapters.

Do not worry, Hiei's will become pissed off later on when Saya becomes quite attached to her human self and Kurama...if that is the best way to say it. I haven't quite laid it out yet.

Finally, I find myself amazed at the plot twists if there seem to be any. I tend to get lost myself in my own mazes, but who knows, we always seem able to get out of them. Enjoy and keep me posted with any of your questions and comments! Amaya

Chapter V: Master's Control

The scream had both Hiei and Kurama moving down the stairs quickly. There she stood, surrounded by two species of demons. Both wolf demons and fire apparitions alike stood around her. Instantly blades and weapons were drawn on both sides.

"Kurama! Help me," Saki pleaded with a sob.

As the demons drew closer around her, Hiei and Kurama lashed out with their attacks to save her. It seemed the wolf demons kept together in a pack, cornering Hiei as he fought them all. Several of the fire apparitions kept Kurama on his toes with their blades. It was like he was fighting Hiei, several weaker versions of the stoic man.

Hiei on the other hand had to deal with these wolf demons that were using rose whips, claws, and daggers at him. They were able to keep him back, away from Saki and Kurama as blades and whips met and clashed. Continuously his blade would be stopped by these ignorant wolves in human form.

Saki on the other hand was being cornered as her supposedly saviors were distracted. The fire demons kept their blades drawn at her chest. Their ugly expressions of pure greed crossed them all and sent messages of lust and malice to her. A small whimper escaped her until she felt the cold blade sliding up her shirt at her side. Instantly she leapt and felt the blade's tip ever so slightly pierce her skin. It was enough to draw blood, and with her sudden movement the demons attacked her. She was easy to catch and bind down.

Her scream tore across the living room and even more so through Hiei's mind. His jagan eye burned away his bandana as it screamed for release. With the screaming jagan, Hiei made ashes out of the demons instantly with his mortal flame. His speed and power placed the worthless demons in their place, but he was already too late. Saki was already gone, but there was no way in all the realms they were going to get away with this. With that he left Kurama, who was still fighting, and kept his third eye upon the group who took the human female.

Saki had been blind folded as her body rode on the shoulder of one of the demon-like men. They were powerful, and from what Kurama told her they seemed like the real thing. She felt all too powerless in their grasp, but something deep, buried deep within, and cried out to be released to protect her. It was like she had a dark urge to place these loathsome demons in their place, but she could not place that feeling.

Eventually they slowed down, and felt them throw her to a cold marble floor. Her arms remained tied behind her back when she felt a menacing hand gently touching her face. Light flooded and temporarily blind her, as the blind fold was released and thrown away.

Saki looked around to find herself in a large audience chamber from an ancient Japanese palace. The large opulent chamber was laced with rare demon silk, rugs made from the fur of weaker demons, and so much more was added upon the room to give its range of power.

From the hardly lit throne, a tall dark figure approached Saki's vulnerable form. As the lightly burning candles illuminated the male form, she found his body adorned with jewels and gold alike, as silver chains reverberated together in swift motion. His footsteps would meet upon the marble floor with a thunderous clash. As he met her fully, his hair of the darkest blue swayed in the light breeze; his piercing red eyes tearing away at her very core.

"Our guest has finally arrived. My child, rise and face me as you once were," he commanded with his stern and cold voice.

His voice alone had an affect upon her like no other as it seemed to move her like a marionette upon puppet strings. Its haunting texture tore at her soul as it felt like she wanted to cry out in bleak terror.

"Who are you?" she finally mustered as she stood there facing up to him.

Gently his firm hand caressed her face as he replied, "I am the lord of the Demon realm, Shishio. What you truly question is your name. I can hear it calling in your soul Saya."

"Saya," she ended, her eyes locked in haze with his own.

Saki was lost in his eyes, her frail human form easily manipulated now by Shishio. He pulled her into his arms, his clawed fingers methodically trickling up and down her back.

"You must be ready for our other oncoming guest. Greet him nicely, and give him what he desires."

Shishio was now stroking through her hair as she nodded silently. He smirked at her willingness, because Saya screamed to be released to seek blood and revenge. A hand of his disappeared beneath her pajama top as he examined her human form thoroughly; even though she felt weak, her skin was soft and beautiful beneath his touch. Shishio felt he was getting to much enjoyment from torturing her locked away demon soul within. Saya screamed to tear his body apart not only for this, even though what he was doing was reason enough, but simply everything he had done to her family line.

"My most beautiful granddaughter," he whispered coldly as he tossed her hazy form to two wolf warriors.

"Take her to her chamber, and prepare her for our guest," he ordered them.

Quickly they turned and made way with the preparations.

"What is the purpose of this whole charade? Why not wake her soul through your connection to her?" came Kurowa's voice from the grand entrance.

Shishio turned in reply with a smirk laced across his face.

"To have my key to the Underworld and to make you heir of the darkness flame, your dear mother and father must meet. Hiei Jaganashi is the key and Saya's soul is the gatekeeper. Of course, it wouldn't be as fun if I was doing all the work. This will only add more fun to the dramatic finish when the time comes."

In turn Shishio returned to his throne with an all knowing expression. With the Spirit realm now in his grasp he had nothing to fear. His younger brother, Enma, would dare not stop him since he now held his son captive.

Kurowa kept his place as he spoke, "Shall I greet our new guest?"

"No, allow him to continue writhing in his chaotic thoughts. If he looks to you, he will find peace with his blade. We shall wait for that dramatic event in coming time."

Hiei tore his way through the hordes of various demons as their blood painted his face. Soon he found himself at the footsteps of a grand palace. He could feel Saki within this palace, and quickly entered to find her. Before him, in the grand hallway, an army of two hundred wolf demons waited as he shook his blade clean of the fresh dripping blood.

"You best move now or face oblivion," he threatened coldly.

With his threat he made his death defying moves upon the army. None of the warriors seemed to take him seriously enough in words or in battle. They surrounded him completely as they all smirked to him.

"Indeed, you all shall meet your demise," he stated boldly.

With a clash of blades, Hiei continued his onslaught of carnage with no mercy what so ever. He would take heads and limbs if it only brings him closer to his goal. Quickly he made blood and flesh particles of his enemies, and continued his way to Saki. Her aura led his jagan eye and him to a large opulent bed chamber.

There she laid, dressed in hardly anything except a silk robe. She lied asleep, her hands tied to the bed post tightly. It was like she was purposely placed there, in that position for him to find.

Quickly he approached her and slit away her bondages easily. Her body fell limp upon the bed as she continued to lie unconscious. Hiei kept his place, sitting along the edge of the bed as he sheathed his blade.

He closely watched her human features. So strange, how she closely reflected that woman he let fall a year ago to her doom. There was much more frailty though in this female. Her arms bruised from her drug abuse, and her frail body and hair from her lack of care.

"Is that you? Are you the one he called Hiei?" her voice came, shattering his distracting thoughts.

When his eyes returned to her face, they were met with a pair of striking human eyes. The fire beneath them belonged to only one woman, the only person whom he shared a bed with in his entire existence.

"Hn," was his only reply to her.

Slowly she sat to face him as a hand reached out and grasped hold of his arm. Hiei never flinched nor tore away from her, because he felt her energy pout into him.

"If you came to save me, then do so now. There's no real danger here, and I need you to save me Hiei," her voice danced.

"We're leaving," he stoically noted.

It seemed she would have none of that as she pushed him back, and had him on the bed upon his back. Hiei didn't do anything to this change for some strange reason. He watched her straddle him graciously, and all he did was keep quiet.

"Hiei, let me live again. Show me what we once were together. I feel these emotions with you, but I can't remember them."

Her voice broke through his thoughts as he watched her body move into his own more so. Almost instantly his mask fell against her as he realized she was trapped within, the woman he denied true attachment to a year ago. She was there, and she was calling to him to save her.

He sat up quickly as his arms grasped her hips. There was without a doubt, Saya was here in his arms in a human body. Suddenly his body came alive with her here again. She was the one that called out, and woke him fro his deep slumber.

A loud gasp escaped her tender pink lips, full of life and spirit. Quickly he silenced her by stealing her lips with his own in a feverish kiss. All the while his hands gripped onto her hips more so. Feeling her push into the hold only reflected upon the desire they both shared. This time there was no dragon of darkness controlling them. They were surely free from care to enjoy what they were denied so many times before.

She released their pleasurable kiss and pleaded, "Don't stop Hiei. I need this, and you want this too."

With her final plea he threw her to the bed as he stood from her. When he turned to face her, his jagan eye was enflamed with power and desire. The figure lying upon the bed, her imperfections were intoxicating. A year had gone by, and those old flames of desire burned again.

"Hn," was his only reply to all of this.

Kurama quickly made his way across town. He had called Shizuru to take care of Botan as he left. There was no way they could get a hold of Yusuke in time, and that explained why he made his way to the Demon realm now. With Hiei chasing after Saki, and Shishio and Kurowa there too, it was indeed unsafe.

Something was coming together, and Shishio had a plan for Hiei, Saki, and Kurowa. He figured it had to do with their connections to each other and the power involved between them all.

To Continue…