ok, yea yea, I know I don't own YuYu Hakusho... or kurama but I can still dream x3
Hiei looked up from his window sill to see Kurama padding down the stairs with an annoyed look etched across his face. Hiei mentally shrugged, if Kurama wanted to talk about it he would, and he was guessing it would start in, '…three… two… one…'
"There's something odd going on Hiei…" Kurama looked up at the smaller demon with a worried look in his eyes. Hiei smugly mentally smirked to himself, he had guessed right, but he kept a passive face.
"…and?" Hiei curtly replied.
"Well I felt Yoko's power surge when I had passed Valentino in the hall…" Kurama continued with a confused look now replacing the worry in his green eyes.
Hiei only sighed turning away, "…old habits die hard…" everyone knew about Yoko Kurama's womanizing habits.
Kurama blushed brightly narrowing his eyes at Hiei, "He's never done that for a girl so far! I may not have any control or even know what he does when he is in control of our body but I've never felt him react like this before!" The red head didn't really like to talk about what Yoko did to women, he was ashamed of some of the acts that Yoko committed. Kurama couldn't believe that the silver haired kitsune would use people like toys just to get a nights satisfaction, it just didn't go by Kurama's honor code.
This time Hiei didn't hide his smirk, "hn…" the little one often found it actually fun to get under his friends skin. Kurama had been his friend for years, but in all truth he didn't really harbor any feelings other than respect for the Yoko side of Kurama.
Kurama's eyes suddenly widened and he gripped his head tightly, Hiei snapped his eyes back into the red hair's direction startled by Kurama's sudden movement. Kurama felt a bead of sweat make its way down the side of his face as he mentally tried to keep control over Yoko. He could feel the demon foxes power seeping out from the back of his mind demanding obedience.
'I'm taking control.' As soon as the deep voice entered his mind, Kurama knew it didn't matter anymore, he relaxed his body hoping Hiei could keep Yoko in check. The silver haired fox could cause a lot of trouble if not kept an eye on. A soft white mist shrouded Kurama's body as the power from his mind leaked into the physical world, emitting it's self into the room making Hiei's muscles tense.
Hiei's eyes stayed sharp as the mist dispersed its self else were disappearing leaving a much taller and different Kurama in its wake. Yoko had come out for a visit.
up stairs in Valentino's dream
A young fox demon laughed giddily as she flung her small body through the field of red flowers running for the joy of just running. She twirled around teetering a bit laughing and smiling all the same. "Hurry up slow poke! I'm going to beat you!" her ears twitched happily and she twisted back around sprinting again towards the edge of the cliff nearing the forest, tail swaying behind her.
"You could never do that!" an older voice called after her, as a less enthusiastic runner followed the young demon. His silver hair glinted off the sunlight thrown at it from the red sun of the Makai, his long legs easily catching him up to the little girl.
The girl suddenly squeaked as one of her feet caught a rock sending her forward. She squinted her eyes waiting for the impact, but instead felt something or someone grab her with strong arms. She opened her light eyes in surprise as the much older fox demon had caught her falling body and lifted her up spinning her around playfully. A wide grin covered her cute childish face and she jumped up to hug the taller demon when he gently set her down.
He grinned at her, using one clawed hand to teasingly mess up her short hair. The black haired girl swatted his hand away and tackled the silver haired fox to the ground giggling in her triumph. "Nyah! That's what you get you old meany!" she crossed her legs sitting on the elder's stomach, chin lifted to the sky with her face still grinning. She cracked open an eye to regard the other.
The male mock gasped, "Meany? That's all you think of me? When in the Makai have I ever been mean to you?" he pretended to be hurt, putting up a great act.
"You can't fool me Yoko!" the girl laughed slipping off the older so he could sit up next to her in the red flowers. She leaned against his strong arm, sighing contently, "Ya know what? Yer kinda like the big bro I never had!" she lightly blushed a bit, innocently looking up into the other's sharp golden eyes, tail wagging.
Yoko let out a deep laugh and put his arm around the girl, "And you're like the little sis I never had," he added in a teasing voice.
Suddenly the air grew sharp and clouds began to form covering the sun and dimming everything into shadows. The wind picked up a little bit blowing a nasty breeze in the two's direction flicking their hair out behind them. The little girl shivered eyes growing wide, this was scaring her! What was going on?
"What's going on yoko? I'm scared!" she gripped tightly onto Yoko's side to find her self grabbing at thin air. Shocked she jumped up twirling around frightened as the wind blew harder, and the sky grew darker. She frantically looked around for her companion, where did Yoko go? "Yoko! Yoko where are you?" she yelled into the wind, getting no response except the howls of the wind its self.
"Mommy! Daddy!" she called out fruitlessly into the oncoming storm. Until her eyes landed on a hunched over figure, it was moving but she couldn't tell who it was. She ran over calling out to the demon. Maybe it was Yoko! Or mommy! They'd make everything better! They always did!
She came to a sudden halt when she saw the figure, long black hair was flipped over its face as two long ears poked out from beneath the hair. It looked like it, or he was shaking, the girl took a hesitant step forward calling out again. "Yomi? What's wrong with you?"
The figure snapped its head up showing a gruesome sight. Blood was gushing out of two holes were once eyes used to be. The blood ran right off Yomi's face puddling heavily into a small lake of blood in front of him. The girl let out a gasp taking a step back, as Yomi gripped his face and began to talk to himself. "He didn't come… he didn't come back! He didn't come back for me!"
The black haired fox back away even faster tripping over her own feet, "where is mother! Where is my father? Yomi? Where are they?" tears began to fall down her face, she was so confused! What was going on?
Yomi stopped his shaking, "They are all dead! Every last one of them! All dead! I led them to their deaths! And now he left me for dead!" the eyeless demon began to laugh in a distorted way, still gripping at his bloodied face at all of his irony.
"No… no! Your lying!" she screamed at him, mommy and daddy couldn't be dead! They wouldn't leave her like this! Their group wouldn't leave her like this! Were did every one go?
Yomi stooped his laughing and dropped his hands to turn his face straight at her. The sight of his gouged out eyes and of all the blood was really starting to freak out the girl even more seeing him 'stare' at her like that. A twisted grin played across his face. "I'm not lying… Yoko even left you… for dead, Just. Like. Me." he said, spite literally spewing from his wicked mouth.
The girl let out a sob as she clutched her head and began to rock back and forth holding her knees up to her small body. "Yoko didn't leave! He wouldn't leave me!" there was a flash of amber before everything ended.
Valentino's eyes snapped open as she sprung up from her lying position panting heavily as she tried to regain her calm. 'Damn… that dream again…' she ran a shaky hand through her bangs wiping the sweat off her brow noticing that the sun was setting now, she could only wonder how long she was sleeping. She suddenly stiffened as she felt another presence in her room as well as a pair of eyes watching her.
She snapped her head up only to find her self making eye contacted with a pair of golden eyes, a pair of every familiar golden eyes. Valentino felt her eyes narrow at the site of the silver haired demon standing leisurely against her closed door watching her with a raised elegant eyebrow. "…you." She hissed out between sharp fangs.
Yoko Kurama stood there quietly staring at the female sitting in her bed and pushed himself off the door taking a curious step towards her. "…Do I know you?"
