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Sexy love 5

Kurama…

I shifted under the covers, and groaned in annoyance at the sound of the voice that was calling me out of my slumber. The warmth of the bed was inconceivable and pleasantly soothing. I drifted back to sleep, hoping for a few more minutes of some much desired rest. I reclaimed the darkness, and recessed into the comfort of the bed.

Hey, Kurama…

I grunted at the sound of my name and pulled the covers over my head in an attempt to silence or block out the disturbance. But the person was person was persistent, and they pulled the cover down, exposing my upper body to the cold. Goosebumps immediately rose up on my flesh, and I shuddered at the loss of warmth. Aggravated and annoyed, I opened my eyes and let out a wide yawn. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a form peering down at me. Finally deciding that my nap was over, I rose up on my elbows and shook my head in hopes of shaking off the effects of sleep. I yawned again and turned my head in the direction of the person.

My eyes went wide and I bolted up, suddenly alert. Yusuke was staring at me with drowsy, confused eyes. His dark unruly hair had become more tussled from his sleep, and it draped listlessly over his face. I grabbed my covers and drew back away from him on the defensive, but when I moved, a sharp pain jolted up through my spine and I was forced to stop. Yusuke scratched his head and ran his fingers through his long messy hair, pushing it back and away from his face. He stretched his arms out and shot me a sleepy lopsided grin.

"You're finally awake." He said through a yawn.

He appeared normal, but I eyed him skeptically regardless. The dull ache in my backside was just a reminder of what he had done to me. I pulled up more cover around my body as he drew nearer to me. He raised a questioning brow at me and stared directly into my wary eyes. I gulped as he closed in on me, and he tilted his head dumbfounded.

"Um, is there something wrong Kurama?" He asked sincerely.

I honestly didn't know the answer to that question. I glanced around the bed and noticed the dried blood stains that were never going to come out. I inwardly groaned at the idea of having to dispose of the sheets. I glanced back up at Yusuke again and my gaze immediately fell upon his bare chest and shoulders. I furrowed my brows in confusion, and curiosity got the best of me. Still defensive, I wrapped the sheets around my waist and I cautiously approached him.

I reached my hand out and touched his bare, un-bruised shoulder. How peculiar, I know I had afflicted some damage to this area, but it didn't appear so. No cuts, no indentations from where I had desperately pierced him with my nails. I moved my attention to his arm where I had embedded my vine of thorns into his bicep, only to get the same result. Nothing. It was almost as if I hadn't even attacked him. His shoulders and arm appeared to be perfectly healed. I peered up at him uncertainly and cautiously reached my hand up to touch his face.

"Yusuke," I said a little hesitant, but hopeful. "Is it really you?"

He gave me a confused look, and then playfully pinched himself on the arm. "I think so." He answered dim-wittedly. He then stared down at me suspiciously, with an amused look on his handsome face.

"Is that really you?" He asked jokingly. I smiled at him and released a polite laugh; though I was still skeptical to be joking with him so soon. Suddenly, he pulled me into his arms and held me close against him, embracing me fully. I was still a little dazed and confused by his actions, but I wrapped my arms around him anyway.

"It's nice to see you again, Kurama. I've really missed you." He said softly. He tilted my head up and placed a soft sweet kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes and embraced the fullness of his lips, so soft and inviting. He moved his hands up to the sides of my face and I flinched. He immediately withdrew and broke the kiss. I touched my sore cheek and quickly turned my head to hide it. It still hurt to the touch and although I couldn't see it, I was pretty sure it was bruised.

Yusuke peered down at me concerned and confused. "Are you alright?" I nodded my head, but Yusuke wasn't so sure. "Here, let me see."I shook my head, and pushed his hands away, but Yusuke was persistent. And after a few minutes of tussling with him, I receded. I reluctantly let him lift my head up and look at my bruised cheek. He touched it gently this time, but it still hurt.

"How did you hurt yourself? I've never known you to be clumsy." He said prodding my cheek with concerned eyes.

I shot him a horrified, confused look. How…how could he ask me that? Did he somehow forget the abuse he inflicted on me? Obviously he had. His expression was nothing short of concerned and worried. I closed my eyes in despair. Should I tell him? Should I tell him that it was he who gave me these bruises? That it was he who slapped me, chocked me, and brutally raped me. If I did, he would most likely be devastated. And as hurt as I was emotionally, I didn't want Yusuke to feel that way. I wanted him to be happy, even if did cause me pain. I loved him so much there was no way I could have told him the truth. So I lied.

"Please do not fret, my love. It was just an unfortunate accident. You needn't worry yourself." I said while caressing his face lovingly. He smiled against my hand and nodded his head, apparently accepting what I had said. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. He gently laid my head on his shoulder and ran his fingers through my soft hair. I relaxed and lifted my hand up and around his back to tug at his long unruly locks. He beamed down at me and blew upward to move a lock of hair that had fallen over his face.

"I'm definitely gonna need a haircut soon. You up for the challenge?" He asked me playfully. I smiled and nodded my head.

"Great." He said through a wide yawn.

I rose up off of him and with a parting kiss on his lips, I headed for the bathroom. I locked the door behind me just in case, even though I knew that if Yusuke really wanted to get at me, a lock wouldn't stop him. I turned on the shower and quickly stepped inside once it was warm enough. As I washed the dried blood and cum off, I pondered the proceedings of Yusuke's behavior. It seemed as if he didn't remember much, if anything, from the night before or earlier this morning. He had truly been concerned with my well being, as if he didn't know he had caused my injuries himself.

Lathering up a ball of suds, I scrubbed between my legs. I flinched at the soreness of the area. Everything below the waist was a dull throbbing ache that intensified when touched. I continued to wash and prod my body. All the while, I couldn't stop thinking about Yusuke. In my logical accelerated mind, I was desperately trying to find out the reason for Yusuke's bizarre and violent actions. Was he possessed by some demon? If so, then this demon was either an incubus or some violent sexual beast, in which I was their target. But that seemed highly unlikely. I was relatively sure that Yusuke wasn't possessed. For one, I didn't sense any parasitic presences or anything that would lead me to believe that someone was controlling him internally.

Another solution I thought of was the possibility that this Yusuke was an imposter. I came to that notion from reviewing what happened last night, when Yusuke had finally arrived. Neither Hiei, nor I had recognized Yusuke's aura until he was in close range. Normally, we could sense any demonic presence within a thirty mile radius. We also could identify the demonic activity as either threatening or passive. That was another thing that irked me. Not only had we not identified the presence as Yusuke's, but we had sensed his power as one that was threatening. Even Hiei, who is full demon, couldn't decipher the nature or intent of his power.

I contemplated. In the final battle against Sensui, we were all at our highest possible energy levels. I had finally become an A Class demon, and in order to retain that power, I had to take on the form of Youko Kurama. Hiei and Kuwabara had also reached their next levels in strength and power. We fought gallantly and gave it all we had, and still couldn't beat that monster. However, when Yusuke had unlocked his demon power, we had realized that he was exuding the power of an S-Class demon, but it was not a very stable energy. The source of his power, like our own, had been emotion. His energy levels were erratic and unstable, but he could still compete evenly with Sensui.

It was only when Yusuke suddenly released a surge of pure demon power, did he truly dominate the battle. His hair color had gone completely white and it was extremely long. Ancient tribal markings covered his body, and his expression was that of a demon about indulge in the pleasures of killing. Then he charged full force at Sensui with a sudden burst of renewed power. It was a massacre. Yusuke obliterated Sensui within a few massive blows. I remember standing on the sidelines watching in awe as Yusuke fought with him as if he were nothing but a lower class demon.

After Yusuke defeated him, his power had immediately dissipated and returned to normal. His hair was still long and his tribal marking's still remained, but they faded over time and I had cut his hair back to its normal state. We really didn't fully understand how Yusuke had conjured up so much power. Afterword, he told us in his battle with Sensui, that he had heard a distant voice and had lost control of his body. We later learned that it had been the great demon king Raizen, Yusuke's ancestor, who had taken over his body. But that wasn't what concerned me fully. It was the fact that the power Yusuke was exuding now is that of when Raizen had taken over his body. However, when I first encountered Yusuke after this long, enduring month, I did not sense Raizen's power or telepathic influence he might have over Yusuke. No. It had been 100% Yusuke, and I think that's what scared me the most. When it all comes down to it, I just don't know what's wrong with him. I did plan on talking to him about what he accomplished in Demon world under the tutelage of his demon monks and Raizen.

I stepped out of the shower and effectively dried off with a pastel colored towel. I applied some ointment onto my bruises before wrapping the towel around my hips. Sighing, I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror. The area where Yusuke had struck me in the face was starting to heal, but it still looked like I had been hit. The bruise was a soft purplish-red color, and hopefully at the rate it was healing, it would be gone within the next few hours. But I couldn't let anyone see me like this. I glanced outside the small bathroom window. It was late in the afternoon, which meant that the clubs were just opening their doors. I opened my medicine cabinet and sought out my concealer. Of course I don't wear make-up regularly, but sparring sessions with the gang can get a little intense, and I sometimes end up with a black eye or various bruises on my face. So I started using make-up to cover it. The concealer also helps to cover other various marks I get on my neck from Yusuke's probing.

Appling a generous amount of make-up on the blemish, I covered it effectively. I also applied some onto my neck were Yusuke had chocked me. The reddish bruises there from his hands were almost gone, but I put some on anyway just to be safe. With on last glance in the mirror, I exited the bathroom. I opened my drawer to put on a pair of dark blue boxers. When they were on, I scavenged through my closet for some clothes I could throw on. Once I was dressed, I gathered up all of the stained sheets to dispose of them.

It was then that I noticed Yusuke was gone. I dropped the sheets and did a quick onceover of the room. Like before, I didn't want any surprises and I was instantly on my guard. I closed my eyes and tried to seek out his energy. I sensed he was still in my home and carefully followed where I sensed his energy was coming from. I followed the trail cautiously down the stairs, past the living area, past the dining area, and into the kitchen. When I finally say him, I couldn't help but smile in relief.

Yusuke was nose deep into the fridge, and I could hear him munching on something. I shook my head at the sight and circled around Yusuke until I could see him fully. His cheeks were full with cold eel and rice. He shoved more and more food into his mouth, and I don't even think he noticed me standing there watching him. Smiling, I leaned down to tap his shoulder. He looked up at me with wide eyes and his cheeks were full to the point he kind of resembled a squirrel. I beamed down at my lover and ruffled his hair. He smiled up at me with his full cheeks and I chuckled.

"If you were hungry love, I would have gladly made you something." I said jovially. Seeing him with his face stuffed in my fridge brought back fond memories. He took a big gulp and swallowed his food. He stood up and placed his hands on his stomach. A wide satisfied grin spread across his face.

"Sorry babe, I was starving." He said patting his stomach.

I snickered at him and gave him an amused look. His mouth had food all over it and I handed him a napkin. He roughly wiped his mouth of the remaining food. Although I appeared to be jovial, I was secretly observing Yusuke for any signs of the violent behavior I had experienced before. So far, he appeared to be his normal obnoxious self, but I would most definitely keep a wary eye on him. He tossed the napkin in trash and stretched out his limbs. I had forgotten how strenuous the journey from demon world could be. He twisted his body and cracked his back. The sound of popping bones always irked me, a definite characteristic of my fox side.

"Hey Kurama, I'm gonna take shower." He said exiting the kitchen. He walked past me, but not before giving me swat on the butt. Something he always did, but since I hadn't fully healed from my injuries, it hurt like hell. I let out a squeal, and hid the pain from my face. He smirked at me in gratification.

"That's what I like to hear." He said playfully. I shot him an annoyed look and rubbed my sore toush. I hated when he made me squeal, especially when he did it in public. Yusuke had never been one for discretion, so when we did go out, he always ended up embarrassing me somehow. But it was all in good fun and humor.

Since he was taking a shower, I decided to lounge around in the living room. I stretched out my legs on the couch and turned on the television. A relatively good program was on and I watched it for a few minutes. With my advanced hearing, I heard a car pull up into the drive way. My parents were back from their trip, a day early. I inwardly groaned and took the initiative to go and great them. I opened the door, and held it open for them as they entered.

"Hello Shuuichi dear." My mother said cordially. She placed her bags down and embraced me. She smelled wonderfully of lavender and I held her close. I always missed my mother when she was away. Besides Yusuke, she was the light of my life and I loved her with all of my being. I released her and gave her quick kiss on her cheek. My step-father on the other hand, I could do without. We hated each other, and we only pretended to be cordial for the sake of my mother and brother. He was rash, and short tempered, though I could tell he truly cared for my mother. He always took good care of her and he loved her possibly as much as I did.

My stepfather placed the bags down and cracked his back to release the strain. I inwardly cringed at the sound. I picked up my mother's bags for her and carried them into their bedroom. I placed them on her bed and was about to leave the room when I heard my stepfather coming into the room. He had and ample amount of items in his arms. I offered to help him, but he shook his head no. I rolled my eyes at him and headed for the door.

"Stop right there, boy." He said suddenly. I stopped and peered over my shoulder at him. He had set his stuff down and was glaring at me with heated intensity. I reached my hand out to shut the door, just in case things got ugly. I turned to face him, an irritated look on my face.

"Yes?" I said critically. He approached me till we stood about two feet apart. He towered over me, but I was nowhere near intimidated and it annoyed him.

"I received a call from your school today. Why weren't you there?" He said upset.

I had forgotten it was school policy to call the parents of an absent child. He had his arms folded, and bared down at me, waiting for an excuse. My mind raced for possible lies to tell him, because I certainly wasn't going to tell him the truth. I could have told him I had fallen ill, but he would have immediately seen through that one. Another possible excuse was that I overslept, which wouldn't be too far off from the truth. Either way, no matter what I said he wouldn't have believed me. As far as he perceived it, everything that came out my mouth was a lie. He wasn't far off though.

"My alarm didn't go off and I overslept." I said assuredly. He shook his head in disappointment.

"You're such a damn liar. Don't you ever tell the truth? What would your mother think if she knew she had such a liar for a son?" He said trying to soften me. I didn't go for the bait and he tried another tactic.

"Look, all I want to know is what you were really doing." He said, trying to fake a sincere tone. I snickered at his attempt and he grew furious.

"You are just so disrespectful! I don't see how your poor mother―" He was effectively cut off by a loud screech from my mother. Suddenly alarmed, we instantly bounded for her. I could sense she was in the kitchen, along with Yusuke. I rushed into the kitchen doors, fearing the worst, but was instantly relieved when I saw them. My mother had her arms wrapped tightly around Yusuke's arms and waist. Her expression was nothing short of ecstatic, and Yusuke was beaming.

"Oh look, honey!" She said to me. "Yusuke's finally back!"

I smiled at the sight. My stepdad came in shortly after I did and he stared precariously at them. He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow in question. I ignored his glare and approached my mother and Yusuke.

"It's great to finally be back." Yusuke said ecstatically.

My mother released him and smiled jovially up at him. My stepfather, not so much. He was always highly skeptical of Yusuke. Not that he suspected anything of us, but he always saw Yusuke as a bad influence on me. My mother thought he was the exact opposite. I didn't have many friends as a child, so when I started bringing Yusuke around, she was really excited. Even my kid brother was happy to have him around. Yusuke and him had a lot of the same interest; video games, junk food, etc. My stepfather was the only one critical of him. I couldn't care less what he thought about him. I valued my mother's opinion more than anything.

I grabbed Yusuke's arm and bowed in respects to my parents. "Would it be alright for Yusuke and I to go out tonight?"

"Where to." My stepfather said disapprovingly. I had to resist the urge to snap at him. Instead, I ignored him and addressed my mother.

"May I mother, please?" I pleaded. She beamed at us, and nodded her head. My stepfather sighed in annoyance.

"But Shori, It is a school night." He said.

"Well as long as you're back at a reasonable hour." She said.

Yusuke and I both planted a kiss on either side of her cheek in thanks before bounding upstairs. I shut the door behind me once we were in my room. Yusuke plopped down on my bed and stretched out. It was then that I noticed that he had changed into some of my clothes. He had on my white shirt and a pair of blue jeans. They were a little constricting on his body, but that's what made it all the better. I was still a little wary, but for now I would indulge him.

I sat on the bed next to his relaxed form and peered over him. I smiled down at him and touched his cheek gently. He smiled against my hand and touched it hand softly. This is what I missed. The gentleness of his touch, the feel of his soft smooth skin against mine. I leaned down a claimed his lips in a kiss. Immediately, he pulled me into an embrace. I buried my tongue deep into his hot mouth and he moaned deeply. He took my bottom lip into his mouth and suckled on it tenderly. We pulled apart mutually, still embracing each other.

"Where do you want to go tonight love?" I asked him.

He shrugged his shoulders and focused on my lips. He ran his tongue over them until I parted my lips for him. He kissed me deeply, and a little roughly. Yusuke loved sloppy kisses, so I let him ravage my mouth to his content. I kissed him back with equal eagerness. Yusuke obviously had only one thing on his mind, and I felt bad because I knew I couldn't give it to him just yet. I still hadn't fully healed, although the pain had subsided to dull ache in my backside.

"Yusuke," I said playfully pushing him back, "we need to decide where we want to go?"

He groaned in annoyance and tried to kiss me again, but I pulled away from his face. "Come on Kurama," he said in a deep, tempting voice, "can't we just …" He ran his fingers over my moist lips and down to my jaw line. His touch felt so good, and as much as I wanted to give him pleasure, I just couldn't.

"Yusuke please, let's just get ready to go." I pleaded with him. He sighed in sexual frustration and released my arms. I kissed his cheek and bounded off the bed. Yusuke groaned and plopped back on the bed. I could tell he was upset and I hoped that our outing would put him in a better mood. I looked down at my clothes and decided that I should change. I always wanted to look and dress my best when I went anywhere with Yusuke. I selected a tight fitting white shirt with picture of a four leaf clover on it and changed into a pair of dark jeans. Yusuke watched me undress and dress, which only intensified his frustration.

"Come on Yusuke." I said. He sat up and followed behind me slowly. I grabbed the keys from the kitchen counter, slipped on my shoes, and headed outside to my mother's car. Yusuke entered the passenger side and slouched in his seat. I buckled my seatbelt, something I could never get Yusuke to do without the proper persuasion. But I let it slide today, seeing as how he was in poor spirits. Backing out of the driveway, I wondered where exactly we would go. I wanted to go to the club, but even on a Tuesday night, the place would still be pretty crowded. Japan never slept. I glimpsed Yusuke from the corner of my eye. He had a bored, uninterested look on his face.

"Where do you want to go?" I asked him.

"I don't know." He mumbled

We rode in tense silence. I bit my lip, trying to think of something to say. I would have suggested that we go get something to eat, but I was pretty sure Yusuke was full from scavenging my fridge. Sighing in frustration, I glanced at Yusuke. His expression was calmer now, but still tense.

"How about we go to Club Osiris?" I asked him, hopeful.

"Sure."

I switched lanes and drove in the direction of the club. With any luck, Yusuke would cheer up when we arrived. He usually did. Once we started dancing, and the fast pace beat of the music got his adrenaline pumping, there would be no stopping him. I smiled in remembrance of our past outings. Sometimes our dancing would get so erotic, that Yusuke would have to take me into the bathroom and fuck me until he was relieved. Hopefully I would be completely healed by the end of the night. It always took longer for my body to recover itself, than if I was using my powers to help someone else. It was rather frustrating, but there wasn't much I could do about it.

When we finally reached our destination, I could already tell it was crowded by the number of cars in the lot. I had to wait several minutes until a valet could come and park my car. But all was not lost. Yusuke had perked up when we had arrived and he had an eager look on his face. He hadn't been here in awhile so he was anxious to get inside. I smiled at his reaction and was relieved when his tension broke. I kissed his cheek and he smirked against my lips. I wrapped my arm around his waist as we entered, and he slipped his hand into my back pocket. He beamed at me and I did the same as we walked into the club. The loud upbeat music and flashing erratic lights greeted us at the door with the promise of a good time ahead of us.

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