Chapter 10:

Kurama turned fully around and looked up to the man that was kneeling by him. He had to admit that he was a bit suspicious of this man. Why hadn't he sensed him? Well…maybe he did, while in the cave looking room. He mentally slapped himself. This is what happens when you push thoughts out of your mind! You have some creep coming up behind you. He sighed.

"So…your name's Yomi?"

The man nodded while putting a hand behind Kurama's back, helping him sit up all the way.

"And…this may sound rude, but why are you here again?"

The man gave a short laugh and got up.

"To watch you, of course,"

Kurama furrowed his brow for a moment. What was wrong with this picture? Then it hit him.

"Watch me? Does he not trust me?" Kurama asked innocently, as if shocked by the thought.

Yomi leaned against a tree and looked down to Kurama with a smirk.

"Obviously not. If he did, I wouldn't be here. But, I also do enjoy meeting his new pets. So it's no burden on my part,"

"New pets?" The word echoed through Kurama's mind. Was that all he was? And there were others?

"And it's quite obvious why he's taken you in. You're adorable, red hair and everything, that's very rare in the Makai. But tell me, are you a kind pet? Do you…bite? If so, how hard?" He said, making the innuendo obvious.

Kurama got up angrily, his face flushed red from anger and embarrassment. How could this man just stand here and talk about him in such a way!

"I'm no pet, Yomi. And I certainly didn't come to him by choice,"

Yomi smiled and got up as well. He looked down to Kurama affectionately.

"Then, my Kurama, how did you end up here? Mind telling me the whole story, I assure you I won't be leaving anytime soon,"

Kurama sighed and looked around at the trees until he fixed his eyes upon a certain branch. Should he really tell this man? It seemed far to embarrassing for him to bare. But he was awoken from his thoughts when he felt a short nudge on his shoulder. He tore his eyes away from the branch and looked in front of him to see that Yomi had drawn himself very close.

"Go on…I won't laugh. I know how tricky a kitsune can be," Yomi said with empathy.

Kurama blushed and looked at the ground and mumbled something incoherently. Yomi grinned.

"What? I don't believe I heard you quite clearly. Mind repeating yourself?"

Finally it came to the point of which Kurama became a bit angry. Why did he need to answer to this person that he didn't even know? It was absurd!

"I…I don't have to answer to you," Kurama concluded curtly.

Kurama went to turn away, but was grabbed by his arm and forced to stay. Kurama tugged at his arm and pulled himself away, but it was to no use. It only made his arm hurt sorely.

"L-let me go," Kurama said, his voice rising shakily.

"Let you go? But Kurama, if you need not answer to me, then why must I obey you?" Yomi questioned curiously.

"Because," Kurama said with another yank. "You're hurting me,"

Yomi chuckled and loosened his grip on Kurama's arm, but not loose enough as to the point that Kurama could move freely.

"I'm not hurting you, you're hurting yourself, dear. Now, calm down and stop pulling, because I'm not letting go. You're going to tear a muscle,"

Kurama growled, but clamed down. He stopped moving, hoping that Yomi would release him, but it was nothing but false hope. He didn't let go of Kurama, and didn't even let up on the grip he had.

"Now…I know how you got yourself here, Kurama. Don't you think I would ask that to Youko? I just wanted to hear you say it yourself, but now that I know that you're so stubborn-,"

"Stubborn! I am not! It's not even my fault that I'm here, how in the name of Inari was I supposed to know this was his territory? The Makai is filled with millions of forests!"

"Yes, there are many forests, be thankful that you wandered into this one, love. Other demons own those woods as well, and they most probably wouldn't put up with your protests of "not wanting to be touched." Believe me, I'm a demon myself, and I find you very attractive…very hard to resist. But anyways, I'm getting myself off topic, aren't I? So you wandered into a place where you should not have?"

Kurama didn't want to acknowledge what Yomi had said, about other demons. He would have been able to protect himself…or at least he thought. He kicked the ground nervously with his feet and bit his lip. "Yeah…I guess. But I didn't know? Why…why do I have to stay here?"

Then the first plan came into his mind. Perhaps he could get pity from this man, and maybe he would be set free? Yes, perfect. Kurama inwardly smiled.

"Please, can you let me go? Away from here?" Kurama asked kindly with wide eyes.

"Let you go? Now why would I do something like that?"

Kurama smiled kindly and carefully started to unweave his arm from Yomi's grasp, he tried to make sure Yomi didn't notice. And soon he had also gotten out completely.

"Because…" Kurama said, trying to buy time and distract him with a conversation. "I don't want to be here. I'm human, not demon. I don't belong in the Makai. Please? Youko wouldn't mind,"

Yomi laughed at that.

"Youko wouldn't mind, eh? That's funny. Too bad your words can't persuade me into letting you go. But maybe your actions could…" Yomi said, hinting towards something.

This confused Kurama. His actions?

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, you know. Actions. You do something for me, and perhaps I'll do something for you" Yomi smiled as Kurama caught on.

Kurama gasped in disgust. "You're sick. I would never!" Kurama shouted in aghast.

Yomi chuckled. "Yes, I know you would never, hence, you will never leave,"

Kurama turned away and looked to the ground. Now he was going to try to get pity. He tried to make himself cry. This was the part of the plan where he was desperate. He clenched his fists together tightly, hurting himself. He felt the first tears fall from his eyes.

He heard footsteps walk in front of him and stop. He then felt someone tip his head up, and Kurama didn't resist. He wanted Yomi to see him crying. He stared up to the man with wide teary green eyes. The man chuckled.

"Now…don't you cry," he said softly, trying to comfort the boy.

Kurama felt him bush away his tears gently. Kurama leaned against him, and felt arms embrace him. He made himself weep harder, he had to give this all he got if he wanted it to work.

"Please," He sobbed. "Please let me leave, I don't want Youko to have me,"

He made sure he exaggerated the word "have" so Yomi would get the point if what he meant.

He felt Yomi pick him up, and he clung to him as if he was a child…

Yeah, I know it's an abrupt ending, buuut you know. I was so busy studying for final exams last week that I sort of had to stop updating for a while Thanks for waiting P

And just a heads up, I'm thinking about writing a Yomi and Kurama fic, but I'm still not sure yet….