Hey sorry it took so long. Here's chapter 4!
The woods were scattered with the colored scents of the millions of life forms that trafficked through there daily. There was one turquoise colored trail that held the interest of a passing wolf. The trail was faded with the passing of days, but still traceable, the wolf trotted down the path as it went deeper into the woods. After a few hours the turquoise sent became stronger and the wolf picked up speed, soon coming to a dirt clearing that held the scent strongly but also mingled with a two toned scent that sort of merged into a lime green. Sniffing around the area the wolf found two turquoise trails, one leading slightly away from the clearing towards the general direction he'd come from and the other in the opposite direction was also mingled with the lime scent. Curiosity getting a hold of him, the wolf continued in the direction of the odd two-toned scent trotting at a fast speed until he reached the strongest point of the scent. By now a tangerine colored scent joined the two he'd been tracking, snorting slightly to clear his nose of the unpleasant smell, he concentrated on the lime scent and quietly slunk foreword. It wasn't to long until the wolf came to a small campground, hiding behind a bush he observed two male people in a battle. He watched as the taller of the two, who he sniffed as the tangerine smell, dodged the whip like branch from the other male that he sniffed to be the lime green scent he had been curious of. Sniffing harder he found that he also had a light turquoise color on him, but could not find the owner of the scent anywhere. This annoyed the curious wolf and he snorted in frustration, only to freeze when the Lime male suddenly stiffened and called to the tangerine boy to halt their actions.
"Hold on a minute, Kuwabara." Kurama said softly while holding up his hand to halt any questions from his training partner. He had been sure he heard something from one of the bushes surrounding their camp. Stepping forward slightly, he aimed all his senses to the area to the left of them trying to locate the cause of the sound. Kurama took another soft step forward and flexed his right wrist to ready his, always present, rose whip; what ever it was wasn't human so caution was necessary.
"What is it Kurama? I don't see anything." Kuwabara stated confidently with his hand like a visor on his forehead looking in the direction of his friends gaze.
Kurama sighed and straightened, "Did we not discuss the importance of patience and quite when waiting for an opponent to make a move, Kuwabara."
"Yeah, but if there's nothing there then how do you know when to stop waiting?" Kuwabara asked, scratching his head in confusion.
Kurama closed his eyes and shook his head in disbelief at some of the things that came from his friends' mouth, opening his eyes he glanced once again in the direction of the noise he'd heard and narrowed his eyes. There! A gleam of eyes peered from between the leaves of a bush, with quick precision, Kurama snapped his wrist at the bush and in a matter of seconds nothing but leaves and twigs remained on the floor where once stood a tall brush. There squatting was a grown timber wolf eyeing Kurama with displeasure, a bit confused at what a timber wolf was doing here, Kurama was brought from his thoughts by an unmanly squeal from his sparing partner who quickly scampered up a tree. Here was a human with strong spiritual powers about to enter one of the most powerful demon tournaments, running from a mere wolf, I suppose some things don't change, thought Kurama.
[That pathetic human will never survive the Dark Tournament. You may as well dig his grave now.]
Kurama was instantly on alert and his eyes flickered to his surroundings trying to find the intruder that had spoken in his mind, but he could sense no other presence save himself, Kuwabara and the wolf. Narrowing his eyes at the calm beast Kurama thought to it, [Who are you?].
[That's an interesting choice of question. Not, 'what are you?' or 'was that you?'] Replied the wolf, cocking his head to the side. [In any case my name is not important, why you have my mistresses scent on you is.]
[I do not know what you mean?] Kurama answered in his calculating tone. He was sure that the wolf meant Lily but he was not about to reveal this until he better understood the situation.
[I'm sure you do. I can smell her on you. I am looking for her, if you do not tell me where she has gone and why her scent is on you, then I'll waste no time killing that waste of space in the tree up there, you call a friend.] The wolf was now on all fours with his head bent low glaring at the red haired man that was standing between him and his mistress.
Kurama shifted slightly in his fighting stance watching and calculating the wolf's moves. [What do you want with her?]
[ENOUGH!! She is my mistress and I her guardian. You are covered in her scent and she is nowhere to be found. You WILL tell me what has perspired between you and where she has gone or your life will be FORFEIT!] The wolf was now snarling with teeth bared and shackles raised, ready to attack the arrogant young whelp that dared stand in the way of him finding his mistress.
Kurama realized that the wolf was only trying to protect Lily and was only coming to a logical conclusion that Kurama may have hurt his mistress. Relaxing slightly but still on the defensive he spoke steadily to the wolf, [I have done her no harm, we merely had a friendly battle and she gave to me her weighted vest, which is undoubtedly what you are smelling.]
[Show me.] He demanded.
Kurama used his left hand and slowly lifted the edge of his shirt to reveal a bit of the vest. The wolf sniffed a bit at the air and 'saw' that indeed the turquoise scent of coming of f of it, then snorted and shook his body back into its more relaxed state.
[In order to give you such a gift, my mistress must have thought either very highly or pity for you. Either way, I'm not sure I approve, you're much too arrogant for a whelp. Now tell me where she has gone so I may leave that orange monkey's stench behind.]
Kurama was highly insulted both for his and Kuwabara's sakes, but for Lily's sake he kept his anger and tongue in check and with narrowed eyes simply pointed in direction he'd last seen he head too. Then in as cool and polite tone as he could muster he stated, [When you find her, please, give her my greeting and appreciation for the gift. It has been most helpful and I'm sure she would love to hear that.]
The wolf snapped its teeth at Kurama then turned and jogged in the direction he'd been told leaving only one lingering thought.
[Arrogant Whelp!!]
The moon was full and it's light seemed to sparkle and dance on the surface of the small river but that wasn't what held Hiei's attention. Standing in the water, dressed only in a sheer nightgown that outlined her every curve, was Yabi, Hiei blinked as his mind tried to process a reaction to the sight before him. She stood with her back to him, face upturned towards the glow in the sky with her eyes closed and the moon seemed to illuminate her long violet hair and the strands that caught the moon light directly shimmered a almost white gold as it cascaded down her back, past her thighs and ended with the tips swaying in the water. She didn't seem to realize he was there, as though all her concentration was focused on the feel of the water and the moon. He had always been secretly annoyed that he couldn't see her, but when thinking of what the onna might be like under that cloak of hers, he had never even come close to the image before him. He had even imagined that she was ugly and that's why she didn't want to reveal herself, but that theory was quickly thrown out, so why did she put so much effort in concealing herself? Hiei couldn't seem to understand his thoughts and he became more aware of the heat spreading from his core and up into his head, his surroundings were slowly starting to fade as only the onna occupied them.
They were both startled from their thoughts when Hiei unconsciously stepped towards the bank only to have the gravel give way and a pebble roll into the slow stream. Hiei quickly looked up at her with slight embarrassment only to find that she had turned her face away from his sight and was now shivering with her fists clenched at her side. He looked at her curiously until he heard her speak in a shaky voice.
"Y-you shouldn't b-be here. Leave." She stuttered out with noticeable effort. The shaking in her voice seemed to lift the Hiei from his sudden fever, he observed her more closely what he had thought to be slight shivering he could see now as tight trembling. Tiny beads of perspiration shimmered on her face and he could now hear the small breathless pants of desperation that came from her when she exhaled and he watched as her chest fluttered with effort to maintain steady breaths.
"Hn. What is it, onna?"
"Can you not feel it? " she gasped, "I'm sorry you . . . you have . . . that you are here. "
"What are you going on about onna?" Hiei sniffed at her, then she whimpered and Hiei was hit with a wave of her enticing scent. Automatically he took a step towards her as his senses were overwhelmed with the heat once more and Hiei's red eyes began to flicker with an inner glow.
"NO!" Yabi shouted in effort. Swiftly the air around her shifted as she drew back in her scent like a skintight cloth. "Hiei . . . leave quickly. . . it's painful to h-hold."
Hiei blinked at the loss of the heat once again and as he grasped her words, he suddenly understood what was happening. She was in heat. It happened to most of the furred female demons, it happens at a certain period of time when their bodies are most prime for conceiving, they heat up and begin naturally emitting pheromones through there scent to attract any male demons in the area. Hiei turned his head down to the side to try and hide his heated face for he'd never encountered this throughout his life's goals and missions. What he did know came from the many tales he'd heard from drunks and whores that littered the taverns he had gone too to gather information. However, he had never heard of it being painful, only uncomfortable, why was this onna hurting so? Yabi exhaled and panted to try and even her breaths and steady her control, she normally had a better grip on the heat that raced through her, but for some reason she had lost that steady hold when she saw him stand there, bathed in the moonlight. Why was it so much harder to control with him near? Could he not see how much she struggled? Why would he not leave?
"Hiei, you were not supposed to be here, but I lost track of time while with you." She spoke cautiously, "It happens only once a year, so I can normally stay in control, but … it is taking more effort and energy in your presence. Please go, I do not wish for this to be your last memory of me." Hiei frowned at her, he was still in debt to her, she had told him earlier that she was leaving but he didn't think that he might never be able to repay her. Hiei snorted at the thought, when his death came he wanted nothing owed in this existence. Perhaps there was a way to rid her of the pain, perhaps there was some way his jagen could help her control it, with these thoughts Hiei stubbornly stepped closer. "Do not come any closer Hiei, don't let me rob you of your senses."
"Hn, don't think me so weak onna. I'm not leaving until I have repaid my debt."
"Hiei, leaving here would be payment enough, please, I'm not sure I can hold much longer."
"Running is not going to do it." Hiei stepped closer and for a moment Yabi stopped breathing, "I'm going to help you with your pain, onna" She only had time to breath in a silent 'no' before Hiei's jagen penetrated her mind, but in doing so unknowingly penetrated the very shield that kept the heat within. Her scent crashed upon him like a blast of steam, immediately his own demon heat rose up and spread to every inch of him like a hand slipping into a glove. The hand flexed and Hiei was no longer in control of himself, he could no longer think, as though someone pulled an override switch and he was filled with feelings and instincts that had only one goal, to conquer that foreign heat. Feelings were thrown into him like coal into a fire; want, desire, need, crave, take, these were the only seeming thoughts that coursed through his head.
Hiei now stood directly behind Yabi not an inch away, but still not touching, he breathed in deeply taking in more of her alluring scent that was fueled by her own demon heat. Slowly he began to move around her as though stalking his prey careful to avoid her swaying violet hair as he took in every curve and detail, but even in a mindless state Hiei would not be the first to give in. Though he never touched her physically, the heat from both demons was pressed between them, one pushing against the other, a black flame was licking constantly at the purple/red heat, sending it in slight shivers. Hiei 's eyes began to glow brighter as the black flame grew in triumph that soon it would conquer over the other heat, he looked into her face and watched as the small creases of lost control began forming around her closed eyes. Knowing that she would break any moment Hiei leaned in more bringing his face closer to the curve of where her neck ended and her collarbone began and breathed in deeply, causing the purple/red flames to flutter and just as the black heat was ready to make its final advance, a voice of reason through desperation cut into the heat like a swift breeze.
[Jaganshi, realize what your are doing now! It must be your choice, is this what you want?]
What was he doing? Now that he could think, Hiei remembered that he had wanted to help the onna with her pain. He now knew that the only way to do that was to quench the heat within her. 'It must be your choice.' she said, did that mean that she would submit to him? 'Is this what you want?' she asked, what did he want? He desired power, he needed to be free, he craved to taste all that life had to offer, he wanted to prevail and to take what was won. Was she what he wanted?
[yes], was the last word to echo in their minds and finally the last bit of barrier disappeared. Hiei heard a soft musical sigh escape from her mouth as she moved against him and with the surrender of her lips, the black heat leaped forward to claim its victory.
[As their mouths collided and entwined the two demons felt as though their very essences where feeding on each other, fueling even more their inner flames. The rush of heat left Yabi weak in the knees and clinging fiercely to Hiei, trying to force some of her smoldering heat into him. Her breath escaped between their lips making a small gasping pant. The force of her body and heat was enough to nearly make Hiei drop them both into the running water; hasteningly he drove them back into a tree along the riverbank. The slamming of her back into the tree's bark only served to bring the two demons closer, to a point where Yabi had barely enough room for breath. Shaking off Hiei's grip of her hips, Yabi pushed off of the tree to put some space between the two forces behind and in front of her. Hiei growled into her mouth sending shivers down her spine and his eyes flashed deep crimson as he attempted to again trap her against himself and the tree. Quickly Yabi jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist and arms around his neck bringing her head about an inch above his. Unbalanced with the sudden shift of weight Hiei slammed foreword bringing a small grunt of pain from her chest smirking into her mouth, that hadn't left his since they first joined, at her deserving pain. Yabi parted their lips quickly and glared down at the smirking male youkai then quickly bent back down and licked his lips sensually, then bit down harshly on his lower lips with fresh fangs that quickly drew blood. Hiei momentarily stunned felt something wrap around his arms, he grabbed it lightly feeling it soft with fur and traced it slowly back to the onna's lower back, she grew a tail, he could now smell the difference in her scent, a necko in heat. He was jolted from his surprise bye a soft chuckle from her that ended in a purr as she slowly began lapping up his bloodied lip with a ravenous look.
Hiei could handle no more, his dam was broken, his chain snapped, unleashing the beast that bristled at the onna's challenge. Hiei dove his lips onto hers, thrusting her mouth open with his tongue. He would show her, he would teach her, he would make her beg and acknowledge him as superior. She will crave for him and ache to a point she would do anything he asked. The necko would be his woman; he would have it no other way. The taste of his blood in her mouth was intoxicating. He explored every inch of her mouth as his hands ran up and down her now bare thighs that her gown had reveled when her legs had flung around him. After he had tasted all that he could from her mouth, Hiei began working his way down her jaw line and the side of her neck sucking, licking, and nipping at the taste of her. He was mapping and memorizing her body, using her hums of pleasure as a scale for when he reached certain spots. His favorite spot was the one at the base of her neck that made her go limp and tense all at the same time, and the music she made with her mew's of excitement, it took nearly all he had to keep his legs from buckling to the ground.
Soon his trail of kisses led around the collar of her yukata and Hiei decided it was time to be rid of the interfering robe and before either could blink his demonic speed, seeming to have tripled with desperation, had her on the ground with nothing to block his hungry gaze on her body. Hiei took a second to take in the sight of the bared necko below him. Still in shock from the descent and disrobement her eyes were closed with parted lips in a frozen gasp. Her long shimmering violet hair was spread beneath her providing a soft cushion for her milky skin that shone with the moon's light. Hiei could now see the two pure white cat ears that stood proud atop her head and a matching tail that fell gracefully across her stomach and draped down to her thighs making this strong and passionate demoness seem almost fragile. This image of her, that sent a jolt of possessiveness and a need to protect her, would be seared forever into Hiei's mind and with a small growl of anticipation he resumed his exploration of her body with his mouth.
Starting from where he left off at her collar he made his way down to her breasts where he nibbled and sucked. As he came near her nipples her body rose with want but he could tell by her breathing that she was holding back her moans. Just as he was about to claim the hard peaks, Hiei went to the other breast performing the same actions making his necko growl and try to move his head closer to where she wanted him. Hiei smirked and just continued his path down to the valley between them where he kissed down until her hands relaxed in his hair with slight disappointment. With her guard down Hiei pounced on her nipples, sucking and nipping on one as his hand pinched the other, the surprise and pleasure tore the suppressed moan from deep in her throat, satisfied with her sounds Hiei continued down across her torso and stomach. He began rubbing small circles at the junction between her lower back and buttocks sending a tingle up her spine that distracted her from his hand parting her thighs. As he kissed and licked around her navel and down lower he could hear her catch her breath waiting for him to reach her center but instead Hiei began kissing the soft inner parts of her thighs which left her growling and shifting to give him better access. Pleased with her submit Hiei brought his head down to her warmth and placed a chaste kiss at the top of her moist lips on her tiny peeking button. A gasp tore from her throat as a surge of pleasure shot through her body, but she wasn't the only one affected, Hiei's nose was filled with her addicting scent and the need to taste her filled his being. As if starving he began to ravenously kiss and nip at her folds towards the tunnel that led to her delicious center, reaching it Hiei dove in lapping and tasting all he could. Yabi tried to keep from thrashing from the ecstasy that curled her toes as she felt his warm tongue lap in and out of her most intimate of parts. Hiei went faster for he wanted to milk her dry and taste every drop of her sweet honey. Unable to take much more, Yabi screamed his name in her release as she came over and over as Hiei drank from her as though from a fountain.
When his thirst was satisfied, he crawled back over her body and watched her chest as it rose and fell in rhythm of her pants. Her pleasure was enough to settle both their desires, Yabi from fulfillment and Hiei more of pride for his accomplishment. With her breathing slowed Hiei gave her a nip on her bottom lip and instinctively laid his head between her breast and collarbone and his body just to the side of her while still covering her with himself to protect her from the weather and any other danger.
Yabi snuggled closer to him and as exhaustion took her over she managed to say before she slept, " Now we are most certainly even, Jaganshi."
Hiei chuckled tiredly and replied, " I told you not to think me weak, onna. "
And as they both drifted into the soothing satisfaction of their dreams, she managed to whisper the word, "never". ]
Prince Koenma sat in his overwhelmingly large chair behind his ridiculously large desk stamping away at his usual humongous pile of paperwork, his face was puckered into his usual annoyed, bored, and frustrated look, a princes work is never done. He hadn't even been able to celebrate with his detectives after their win at the dark tournament, it's not even been a week and already trouble was brewing. Koenma sighed when he thought of all the work he still had to do and then on top of that deal with the impending dooms. Yes, indeed a Prince of Spirit Worlds work was never done.
"Perhaps a small lunch break will help ease the work, Lord Koenma?"
The small prince jumped and grabbed his chest above his heart as though to stop it from bursting through. Looking up across his desk Koenma saw a small-cloaked figure holding a picnic basket. He glared slightly at the chuckling figure while attempting to steady his breathing.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you."
"You seem to have an affinity with sneaking up on me sir."
"Perhaps, but then again you make it so easy Lord Koenma." He teased.
Fuming a bit Koenma changed he subject, "What is it that I can do for you, Oracle."
"How about we relax and have some lunch?"
"Is that really why you're here?"
"At the moment, yes. Now come, I've made an excellent chicken and cucumber salad that I know you'll love." The figure practically gushed.
Koenma quirked his eyebrow at the very feminine gesture that his guest was making. "Are you alright sir?"
The cloaked figure blinked at him and responded, "Of course. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason sir. Why don't we eat in the conference room there is a big table and no one is there right now." Koenma said quickly.
"Alright then." The figure said softly in suspicion but then quickly turned with a smile, " Just so long as you don't call me 'sir' anymore."
Koenma looked at him a little funny; "My father would punish me to no end if I didn't show our guest their deserved respect, sir."
"I understand, but I don't think he'd like you calling me sir either." The cloaked guest stated with a small chuckle.
"Is there something else you'd like me to address you as?" Koenma asked now really confused.
"My name." He said simply but then at the look of even more confusion on Koenma's face he remembered and laughed. "I'm sorry I completely forgot that you don't know my name yet. Having to remember both directions of time tends to make one forget simple details in the present. In any case, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Yogensha Eien and you may call me Eien in private, Lord Koenma."
"Alright, Eien, but then what should I call you in my fathers presence?"
"Whatever you like, ma'am or Lady Yogensha, just as long as its not sir." Eien lifted off the hood of her cloak to revel that she was in fact a woman; she wore her long pink hair in a braid to the side with two long strands hanging down to the side framed by the small gold circlet on top of her head. Her light pink eyes sparkled with amusement at the pale young prince. "Have no fear Koenma, you had no way of knowing so lets just sit and eat. We can discuss business and formality later." With a grin and a steady stride the now uncloaked Eien strode out into the hall towards the conference room to set up their lunch.
Koenma stood there as her words repeated themselves in his mind while he stared after her. Then his face began swirling in pale and red colors trying to decide if he should be frightened or mortified. Finally landing on a bright pink the prince cleared his throat and swiftly changed into his more adult form then proceeded to go after his lunch.
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