Tee hee, I did it, I won again the evil writer's block. jumps into air repeatedly until falls on Raytora

Raytora: Get off.

Me: No. You're to cuddly and fluffy.

Raytora:(blushes) Oh thanks.

Me: R&R (Okay I'm acting like an idiot but who cares?!)

Chapter 2: Curse of the chosen ones

Raytora landed them in an enormous snow drift, but not only that, changed how Suzaku looked to most of the world. He had shoulder length blond hair that was the same length as his antennae along with that he had black jeans covered with pockets and a white muscle shirt with a black denim biker jacket. Raytora landed on top of the snow gracefully as Suzaku fell through. He soon bounced back up to glower at the soon-to-burst-from-laughing Raytora, who loved the look of a bedraggled Suzaku.

"I hate you." Suzaku glared. Raytora held out his hand (without the dragon) to Suzaku, smiling innocently.

"You're lying again Suki, you wouldn't stay if I'm such a pain in your ass." Raytora smiled softly.

Suzaku glared at him, "So why do you always put us in the snow? You know I'll fall through." Raytora wasn't listening; he was watching a window on a house closely as he stood slowly.

Suzaku realized what was about to happen, "Tread lightly Ray-Ray. Don't go attacking any demon you see..." Raytora clutched his staff and swung it around his body once quickly, his one and only fighting stance. "Raytora...careful"

Raytora shifted his gaze, "I'll be fine."

Suzaku rolled his eyes, "It's not you I'm worried about; it's that rage and that immense power. THAT'S what I'm worried about."

Raytora turned his head and grimaced with pain, not from Suzaku, but his right arm...his dragon arm. He grasped it with his other hand, letting go of the staff, allowing it to float there. "Suki...help." Suzaku rolled back the sleeve only to find that Raytora's forearm and hand were now pure darkness. Raytora looked at the window again, "I'll have to live with it, but first we must leave."

Suzaku shook his head, "Not with that curse moving into your physical form. That's dangerous to even go five minutes without treatment; you'll lose your arm to darkness. What about the dragon? Isn't it in danger?"

Raytora nodded, "Yes, but it can defend itself for a while longer. If we don't move Suki, we'll be fighting another army. I'm so sorry Suki."

"For what, this? Raytora, I wouldn't even be alive without you." Suzaku sighed as he started through his pockets.

Raytora pointed to the one on his lower left leg, "If you're looking for the vaccine it's there under the bandages. Hurry Suki..."

Suzaku pulled out the vaccine and grabbed Raytora by the bicep and shot the potion through him, but something was terribly wrong; the shadow didn't go away. "That's impossible. Did it get stronger?"

"I'm afraid so, but that should hold it off for a while. Now bandage it quickly before they come...too late." Raytora pulled his arm away and looked to the east, only seconds later they were surrounded.

"Ahhh, my little dragon, you seem to have been caught." A smooth voice sailed out; it was a black cloaked figure that was unrecognizable to anyone.

Raytora bared his fangs, "Leave me alone! What could you possibly want with me?"

"Oh, we don't want YOU, just your power and that other demon inside you. Poor little dragon, all alone because his family died...must be so painful to be that alone." The figure mocked him with a smooth feminine voice.

"Shut up and die you mangy cat. I don't want your sympathy." Raytora growled.

"How...oh you're the freak master was talking about; not a boy, not a wolf, not a dragon. What are you Raytora Yang? A monster?" The feline's eyes now glinted with curiosity.

Raytora's eyes turned into a red hue, "Jackpot, a monster, with impeccable rage, and if Suki here wasn't holding me back you would be dead." Suzaku had put one hand on his shoulder, ready to whirl him around and pin him to the ground. Raytora's rage was a nasty thing, ever since they had killed his family and sent him on the run.

The feline demon pulled back her hood; she looked young and other than the large amber cat eyes and ears looked human. She had long straight black hair that moved about as she did. "Such rage and the aura!" She said to herself watching his aura flow freely around him. It was then Suzaku let go.

Raytora sprang from him spot, staff in his good hand. One thing about his staff was that it thrived off of life energy; bodies of foes would be sucked into his staff if he stuck them with the spike on the end of his staff. So naturally using only speed and the spike he defeated all the enemies. He landed gracefully in front of the cat leader, and smiled wickedly, "You want to take me on now?"

The cat smiled wickedly, "It's not wise to challenge me to a duel when you know nothing about me, little dragon."

"Oh, I know plenty. I still might be new to the Azure dragon but its limitless knowledge tells me that you are a fire-cat demon. Poor kitty, you're shaking." He smiled showing his pure white fangs that had grown from the heat of a little battle.

The fire-cat was indeed shaking but quickly controlled herself, "So what, you only know that. It's not like you know anything else."

"Your name is Flare; you enjoy long walks by the beach and running like an idiot with your friends. Your father is leader of the fire-cats and you were commissioned when you were only eight, and over the past sixty or so years you have been trailing the Azure dragon. Would you like me to tell you your size and weight measurements or are you satisfied with that for now?" Raytora chuckled to himself as he saw the cat's eyes widen.

Suzaku slapped his forehead, "You're an idiot, stop taunting the enemy and hurry up before the rest of her army comes!"

Flare snapped her fingers and twice as many demons came, "Too late slave. Your master was right to shock me just so you could get away. Isn't that right, mutt?"

Raytora smiled, "No. I was just warming myself up. To see what fun my arm might have." He lifted his shadow arm, with his eyes glowing red, he looked evil. Then he attacked, fangs bared and arm ready.

"Raytora!" Suzaku yelled after him, only to be surrounded by the hoade.

Raytora looked back and growled at the cat, "Give him back!"

"Is he really that important to you? This slave? Think Raytora of all the power we could give you..." She stopped all the sudden and fell over; a kantana was sticking out of her side. Raytora turned around to see the Suzaku had been freed from the horade but put into another group's hands.

Suzaku frowned, "I thought this was supossed to be the other way around, me saving you." He was being held by boy with gelled black hair, and another boy with orange hair and a dumb look on his face. Raytora looked to his staff only to see it in the hands of a redheaded demon.

Raytora growled, "Why can't everyone just leave me the hell alone?"

"It's not like we get up in the morning looking for an enraged demon to fight; pacifier breath makes sure that we get to do that..." The gell boy answered.

Suzaku stiffened, "Oh no. No you again."

Raytora straightened and smiled wickedly, "You must be the Yusuke I've heard about. The must be Kuwabara and Kurama. So the one behind me must be Hiei, I take it from your looks I'm right." He turned his head to see the fire demon glaring at him. "Now, hand over Suki and no one gets hurt."

Yusuke almost burst out laughing, "What kind of name is that?"

"It's short for Suzaku." Suzaku said.

Yusuke and Kuwabara dropped him, "What?!"

"You didn't reconize Suki? YES! I won the bet, fork it over Suki." Raytora held out his shadow hand without thinking.

Kurama stepped closer, "What happened to your arm?" He tried to reach out and touch it.

Raytora pulled it away growling, "You touch it; you die."

Kurama looked from his distance, "I take it you were cursed?"

"Yeah and the only soulition isn't working. I need to enter the next demon tourniment and win the atidote or I'll become my inner demon." Raytora growled taking a few steps back.

AN: I just leave it there for now...enjoy your tourture.