Chapter 5
Opening her mouth, Nyoko's eyes widen. 'Why can't I scream?!'
As if reading her thought, the intruder whispered, "Odd, isn't it? In situations like this, sometimes one's voice fails."
'Not good!' Nyoko thought. That voice was so familiar as if. . .Her eyes widen. Her dream! That's where she heard the voice. 'Please. . .' she hoped that if she turned around, she wouldn't see the kitsune of her dreams. Forcing herself to turn to face the intruder, she saw nothing.
"Now why don't we increase the beat of your female heart," he brushed his lips upon her ear, sending a weird sensation down her spine. He was behind her again and this time the lights went out as well as the ones in her bathroom.
'Damn. . .' her heart rate began to increase as a sickening feeling began to surface within her. Her only chance to make a run but somehow her legs weren't listening to what her mind was screaming them to do. She was frozen as a deer caught in headlights. Who knew what was going to happen? 'Oh, Kami. . .please no.'
Surrounded by darkness, she couldn't help but thought everything was quiet except for two things: the clock ticking and her heart beating ever so louder, keeping in tune with the clock's symphony.
Tick.
'I'm afraid. . .'
Tock.
'. . .if the dream is true. . .'
Tick.
'. . .I'll see. . .'
Tock.
'. . .a real demon.'
Tick.
'What's going to happen to me?'
Tock.
"Does the dark frighten you?" Nyoko heard the voice come from in front of her. "The dark shouldn't be. . ." Nyoko tighten a grip on keeping her towel around her. A finger went under her chin, tilting her head up. "It is I, who you should be afraid of."
"No. . ." '. . .way.' Despite the darkness, she could see a pair of eyes. Gleaming amber eyes. The same eyes from the demon in her dream.
"Interesting, for a human, you managed to utter a word. . .even if it's barely audible," the gold-eyed intruder stated, amused.
'He said 'human'. . .he isn't human!'
"Now what should I do with you?"
"No. . ." Her life was in danger and her fucking body can't even respond to her thoughts of running! Just peachy. She was probably going to be raped, killed, and hidden in pieces under the floorboard. What a way to die.
"I have an idea. . .I've never bedded a human woman before," he went, seductively. "And you're already bare under that cloth."
"No. . ." '. . .please don't.' The sickening feeling began to boil, making her heartbeat soaring higher.
"Hmm. . .the floor or the bed?"
"No. . ." surprisingly Nyoko's voice was beginning to grow louder but only one word could escape her lips.
"No?" his eyes held a mischievous gleam in them. "How about roughly against the wall?" With that, Nyoko felt herself being lifted up high so her feet barely touched the ground. She realized her intruder was quite taller than she was. . .like seven feet. Her grip tightened on the towel. She knew what was to come?
Tick.
Nyoko felt her back softly meeting the wall as her feet once again greeted the floor.
Tock.
No! No! No! A sob was beginning to form deep within her.
"What all females fear most. . .losing the one thing they can never get back," the eyes bored into hers.
Nyoko whimpered. 'No. . .please someone help.' It was useless. She couldn't do anything, not even scream. Then he got closer, a clawed hand strayed close to hers that kept the towel up. 'NO!'
"It won't hurt. . .much," the intruder smirked.
A sob erupted and the room filled with one word:
"YUSUKE!"
The hand left hers as well as the presence of another. Nyoko was now alone. Her knees gave in and she fell. She curled up into a tight ball and something stunned her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't conjure any tears. There was running outside her room up the stairs and her door being kicked opened.
"NYOKO?!" Nyoko raised her head and suddenly burst into tears. The lights went on. Yusuke hurried over and, not caring, picked up Nyoko. "Why don't you get yourself cleaned up? Then we can talk," he seemed to be soothing her even though she could almost hear the rage building up inside him. "Ok?" he set her down in the bathroom with clothes and closed the door.
Nyoko stood there, blinking. She had stopped crying. Was Yusuke really that stupid? You don't wash the evidence of someone touching you off. But it was Yusuke and she did trust him. Going over, she turned on the shower but didn't go into the tub. Instead she put on her clothes, went back to the door and placed her ear against it.
"I'm not fucking kidding, Kuwabara!" Yusuke was talking to Kuwabara probably on the phone. "His fricking scent's still fresh! He was here!" There was a pause. "No, I trust him. I don't trust that fox counterpart of his."
'Fox?' What had happen during the two years that they were apart?
"We should have Hiei keep watch just in case that fucking kitsune decides to go after Nyoko," Yusuke was angry.
'I knew it!' Yet Nyoko would never peg Yusuke as one to have connection to spiritual or demonic things. 'Who's Hiei?'
"No! Koenma can't know," Yusuke stated. "We don't want Nyoko to get dragged into all this."
'Koenma? As in child of Enma?'
"Why bother, detective?" a rough, male voice spoke. "The onna is listening."
'Oh shit. . .' She went to close the shower and open the door. "Yus—" She found herself staring at a boy in black. What caught her attention was the indigo eye on his forehead. She felt herself slipping.
"HIEI!" Yusuke yelled.
'So, that's Hiei,' Nyoko collapsed. . . .
Nyoko blinked opened her eyes. "GAH!" she fell out of bed. Sitting up, she stared at a kitten.
"Meow," the small kitten with a bell around its neck looked down at her.
"Hey, kid, it's been quite a while," a female's voice spoke.
"How did I get here, Shizuru?" Nyoko looked at the older woman who was actually nineteen (in Volume 1, it mentions that Shizuru was 17 so she was older than Kuwabara by 3 years).
Shizuru ran her hand through her hair. "Yusuke brought you over here, asleep. He didn't say why? Neither did Kazuma even after I threatened him."
"Oh," Nyoko suddenly frowned. There was something important that she had to remember. 'What was it?'
"Yusuke brought over some of your clothes to change into when you wake up," Shizuru spoke. "You know where the bathroom is." Nyoko nodded, taking her clothes. "Not going to hit Yusuke later for going through your underwear?"
"Huh?" Nyoko looked at Shizuru but shook her head. "Yusuke's like my big brother."
"Whatever," Shizuru pulled out a cigarette and a lighter. "See ya at breakfast."
'Still smoking. . .' Nyoko went to the bathroom and closed the door behind her. What was she forgetting? There was something important. She should ask Yusuke why she was at the Kuwabara residence. 'It must be a good reason. . . .'
'I should have guessed. . .' Nyoko smiled at Yusuke and Kuwabara as the three of them walked in the park. Yusuke had told her that he and Kuwabara felt that they all should spend more time together so in the middle of the night, he kidnapped her.
"Well, if it isn't Takara," Yusuke suddenly spoke as a girl around seventeen approached them.
"Nice greeting, Yusuke," Takara smirked. She had long auburn hair braided straight down to her knees and eyes greener than Shuichi's. Not only that but she was vertically-challenged. Her eyes settled on Nyoko's. "You must be Nyoko. Yusuke and Kuwabara talked so much about you. I'm Takara."
"It's nice to meet you," Nyoko smiled. Suddenly she saw Takara smirked.
"Weird how someone like you would hang out with the two bakas," she spoke.
"Hey! I'm not a baka!" Kuwabara exclaimed.
'. . .so, that's why she smirked. . .'
Kuwabara continued, "If you weren't a girl, I would—"
"You would what?" Takara tilted her head, narrowing her eyes at the tall boy. "Oh, I get it. Too scared to get beaten by a little girl."
'I think she's proud to be little or maybe she likes to pick on him?' Nyoko thought.
"Ahahahaha!" Yusuke laughed at Kuwabara.
"And here the badass punk laughs, knowing that he too will fall by the hands of a girl," Takara added.
"Why, you," Yusuke gritted through his teeth as he went and chased Takara.
'She's fast. . .' Nyoko saw that Yusuke couldn't reach Takara. Then again. . .they're both fast.
"Run, run, run as fast as you can, Yusuke!" Takara exclaimed. "You can't catch me!"
"Are you MOCKING me!" Yusuke shouted as he seemed to put on more speed.
"Urameshi, don't hurt Takara. She's a girl!" Kuwabara cried after Yusuke.
'. . .wow. . .still with the honor code,' Nyoko thought. 'Yet I don't think he should have said that.'
"Are you calling me weak?" Takara skidded to a stop in front of Kuwabara.
"Well. . .it's not like," Kuwabara seemed to cower from Takara.
'I feel bad for him. . .' Nyoko thought, slightly thinking Takara was being mean to the poor guy.
"That's right," Takara smirked. "Kuwabara, say hi to the ground for me." With that she took a step back.
"Wha-ACK!" Kuwabara fell face-forward as Yusuke, who was unable to stop, collided into him.
Nyoko bit her lower lip as she tried to keep her face straight. She couldn't help it. The scene in front of her was somehow amusing to see especially when they tried to get up. Attempting to get up, the two boys kept falling back down.
"Takara. . ." Nyoko said. "Stop."
"Stop what?" Takara asked, innocently. "Oh. . .you mean that." With that she shrugged and then—
"Takara, please," Nyoko kept her face straight as possible as Yusuke and Kuwabara went back down.
"Fine," Takara pouted as she stopped tripping the two teenage punks.
"TAKARA!" Yusuke went back to chasing his prey who was outwitted him.
Suddenly Takara stopped, "By the way, he wants to see you at the temple." This caused Yusuke to stop.
"So much for hanging out with Nyoko," Yusuke grumbled. "Wonder what he wants this time?"
"Don't worry, I'll take care of Nyoko while you two are gone," Takara said.
'Where are they going?' Nyoko thought confused as she watched the two boys leave. Since when were they into spiritual stuff? The nearest temple she could think of belonged to a psychic by the name of Genkai. "Takara. . ." Nyoko stopped as Takara smirked.
"I see you're still well," Takara spoke.
"As are you," a familiar male voice spoke and Nyoko turned to see Ronin.
'They know each other?' Nyoko looked between the two and felt a tense aura surrounding the place.