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Sexy Love

Yusuke was furious with me, and although he didn't speak, I could feel the anger radiating off him. He drove very fast and aggressively, plus the awful aura I had the displeasure of experiencing earlier was brewing inside him. I was nervous and a bit frightened of what he might do, but I tried to not show it on my face. I stared out the window, avoiding Yusuke. I had a vague idea of where we were headed. Judging by the route we were taking, I'd say we were going to his apartment.

We usually had sex at Yusuke's house because his mother was never home after seven, unlike at my house when everyone was home after six. His place was more convenient. Though I hoped he wasn't taking me there just to fuck me. I most definitely wasn't in the mood, especially after all that's happened today. I gritted my teeth as I thought about that foreign bastard who had swindled me to suck him off. My nostrils drew up in disgust at the thought.

Suddenly, the car came to a rough halt. Peering out the window, I could see that I was right about my deductions. We were at Yusuke's place. I didn't make any effort to leave the vehicle. Yusuke exited and slammed the door roughly. He walked around to my side and yanked the door opened. His expression was harsh and belligerent. My heart was racing. I did not want to go into that house with him.

Once he realized that I wasn't getting out of the car, he scowled and made a grab for my arm. I drew back my arm though, before he could grab it. His expression grew furious and his aura increased. It was at that moment I decided I would do everything possible to prevent him from taking me. He made another attempt and I repelled him by moving my arm. I quickly turned my body and began crawling to the other side of the car. My plan was to exit out of the other side and run like hell. And I had almost made it; my fingertips were but a mere centimeter away from the door handle. But then Yusuke got a hold of my feet, and started to pull.

He pulled hard and fast, and I barely had time to think. But at the last second I grabbed onto the seatbelt and got a good grip. Yusuke continued to pull, but to no avail. I was not letting go. I heard him scowl from behind me as he gripped my ankles even harder and pulled. I held on tight and he couldn't pull me back. He released an annoyed snarl.

" Fucking let go, Kurama." He said through gritted teeth.

"No!" I yelled in defiance.

"You're making this more difficult than it has to be!"

He scowled as he tried to yank me out of the car. He failed again and threw my legs down in frustration. I took that opportunity to make another attempt to crawl to the other side, but Yusuke was quick. He leaned into the car and I soon felt his strong arms around my waist. He began constricting his arms tighter and tighter around my waist; he also began pulling me toward the door. I could barely breathe and my grip was starting to slip.

Yusuke pulled with all his might and unfortunately I couldn't stay on any longer. The seatbelt slipped through my fingers and I flew back into his arms. He yanked me out of the car and held me tight with both arms. I screamed, and swung my arms and legs back frantically, trying to elude his tight grip. Yusuke ignored my wild behavior and began dragging me to the stairs. He lived on the fifth floor of the apartment complex.

I twisted and turned in Yusuke's arms, desperately trying to break free. But the more I resisted, the tighter his grip became. With me firmly in his arms, he commenced to go upstairs. That's when I grew frantic. I began to summon my spirit energy to elongate my nails. Once they were to the desired length, I dug my nails into his forearms, hoping that he would release me. Unfortunately, it did no such thing. Yusuke didn't even flinch when my sharp nails pierced his skin. Instead, he continued on up the stairs without hesitation.

I inwardly swore and withdrew my nails from his skin. His blood dripped from my nails and made a trail on the stairs. Since that obviously didn't work, and we only had one more flight of stairs to go, I had to try something drastic. Sheer brute strength. As much as I didn't want to hurt my baby, I had to escape. I lifted my elbow up and swung it back into head, with enough force that should have knocked him out. He didn't fall out, but he did stop walking.

Yusuke then released me from his hold and his expression went blank. Immediately, I knew this wasn't good. His face was calm, but his spirit energy was rapidly rising. It was like the calm before the storm. His power was boiling up inside him, just waiting for something to tip him over the edge. The blow to the head must have seriously upset him. I honestly didn't know what to do next. Here we were, staring each other in the eyes, each of us waiting for the other to make the first move.

With my eyes firmly engaged with Yusuke's, I slowly took a step down. I looked for any change in his expression before I took another step down. My heart was racing from what I was about to attempt. I gave Yusuke on last look before I turned around and ran with all my might. It was at that moment that Yusuke released an ear shattering feral growl. I raced down the stairs, ignoring anyone else who may have been around me. I was almost to the final flight of stairs, when I felt his hand grab my hair.

Time seemingly slowed down as he yanked my hair so hard a tear was released. Then the worst happened, he started to drag me back up the stairs by my hair. I frantically grabbed for his hands and tried to get him to release my hair, but to no avail.

"Yusuke please, release me! Please!" I cried frantically.

But my cries went unheard as Yusuke continued to drag me upstairs. Along the way, I lost my footing and slipped. Hot tears streamed down my face as he continued to drag me upstairs by my hair. I couldn't believe he was doing this to me. His teammate, his best friend, his…lover. I cried out loud when he gave my head a particularity hard yank.

"Please, Yusuke!"I pleaded. "Stop this!"

Yusuke ignored me and increased his pace. I felt so humiliated, being dragged upstairs like I was trash. He finally reached the fifth floor, with my hair still firmly in his grasp. My heart was racing as were drew nearer to his apartment. I had no idea what he had planned for me and I did not want to be alone with him, with no way out. In one last attempt to free myself from his hold, I grabbed his arm and summoned my poppy seed poisoning. It had worked on him already, and I was desperate.

I dug my nails into his forearm again, deepening the wounds I had inflicted earlier. As usual, it didn't affect him and went unnoticed, that is, until I started to inject my poppy seed poison, I immediately he released my hair and snatched his arm away from me. I stumbled back a bit and hit my arm hard against the railing, but I was fine otherwise. Plus, I was finally free of his hold.

"Oh no, you ain't pulling that shit again." He said with an amused smirk on his face.

As I rubbed my sore elbow, I quickly assessed my situation. I was five stories up, which meant that if I want to evade Yusuke, then I would either have to jump, or try my luck with the stairs again. The bad part was that if I did escape Yusuke, I would have to leave my mother's car here overnight, seeing as how I didn't have the would not be acceptable, considering she had work tomorrow. I inwardly swore as I assessed my situation. I didn't have much time to think. Yusuke was already coming toward me.

At the last second, I decided to take a five story jump. They wind flew past me as I dove. It felt good, having the cold breeze caress my body. I did a flip just before I hit the ground, landing gracefully on my feet. Once I landed, I quickly looked up to where Yusuke had been standing. He was leaning on the rail, staring down at me with an amused grin on his devious face. He didn't even seem fazed by what I had just done. I furrowed my brows in confusion, which made Yusuke's eerie grin widen.

I was so confused. I thought he would be pissed, and that he would come after me. Instead, he just stared down at me like I'm some sort of show to him. Just for his own personal amusement. I hated the look in his eyes. It was so haughty, so pompous, like he was looking down on me. I made eye contact with him, letting him see how displeased I was with him. Obviously he didn't care, and he actually snickered at me. I couldn't take it anymore. I rolled my eyes at him and set off into the night.

You'll be back, you need me…

Yusuke spoke to me telepathically. I didn't even know he had that ability. His words repeated themselves over and over again in my head as I ran. I soon found myself crying, though I continued to run. Tears streamed down my face as I thought about his lingering words. He was right. As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was right. I would be back, and I did need him. I loved him; there was no way I could just leave.

I just wish I knew what was wrong with him. Well, no more putting it off. Tomorrow, after school, I would talk to him about his endeavors in demon world. I set that goal in my head as I wiped my tears away. Yes, I would confront him tomorrow; I would get to the bottom of things and straighten this mess out.

I ran home with a new wave of hope that things between Yusuke and I would return to normal. Soon.

…

I awoke to the sound of yelling. Not a very pleasant way to wake up, at all; especially since it was my stepfather's voice. I inwardly groaned and placed my pillow over my head, trying to block out his banter. Unfortunately, the racket was increasingly getting closer, and with my enhance hearing there was no way I could block out the noise. Suddenly, my door was roughly opened, followed by the sound of my stepdad's voice.

"Wake the hell up!" He yelled.

"Please dear, just let me talk to him." My mother's soft voice said.

I sat up slowly and stared in the direction of my parents. My stepdad was red in the face and my mother was trying to calm him down. I rubbed my eyes and stared at them in confusion.

"What is it?" I asked. My stepdad took a few enraged steps toward me.

"Where the hell is your mother's car!"

Oh shit. I had left my mother's car at Yusuke's last night. I needed to think of something fast.

"Well, where is it! I know you had the car last night." He said red-faced. My mother came up behind him and placed her hand gently upon his shoulder.

"Honey, calm down and let Shuuichi explain himself." She said softly. He sighed heavily before relaxing.

"Very well then. Go ahead boy, talk."

"Well…" I said more shakily than I would have liked, "You see what happened was that…um, after the club we decided to go to Yusuke's house for a bit." So far so good. "But when I was getting ready to leave, the car wouldn't start. It was too late to call a repair shop so I had to leave it there. I'm sorry for not telling you earlier, but by the time I had arrived home last night, it was too late." I said in my most sincere voice.

My stepfather scowled at me, but accepted my excuse. "Just make sure you call a repair shop to get the car taken care of."

"Sure." I said through a wide yawn.

They soon left my room and I fell back to sleep. I had about a good thirty minutes until I had to wake up. It seemed as soon as I had laid my head down, my alarm was going off. I groaned and sat up to turn it off. Suddenly, I sensed a familiar presence and it wasn't long before Hiei was taping at my window. I opened the window and he jumped in, immediately heading for my bed. Hiei grinned at me before plopping down on my bed. I scowled at him; he knew how much I hated it when he was on my bed. Hiei bathing habits were more than almost obsolete.

"Hiei, are you clean?" I asked him skeptically.

He rolled his crimson reds at me and relaxed deeper into my bed. I left him temporarily to go take a quick shower and get ready for school. When I came back, Hiei was sleeping peacefully. A smiled found it its way to my lips as I stared down at him. Hiei was quite adorable when he was sleeping. His small hands were curled into tiny fists and his legs were pulled up into his chest. His expression was nothing short of comfortable and relaxed. I had to leave, but I guess I could leave him here. It wasn't like anyone came home before five. With a parting kiss I planted upon Hiei's cheek, I left for school.

My classes went by fast, but all day I was distracted. I kept thinking about what I was going to say to Yusuke. Should I tell him about what he did to me? I didn't want to, but I would have to tell him eventually, right? Also, what was I going to do about Lothaire, who I had dubbed Blondie? I really didn't want to see him again, but he was always at my favorite clubs. I couldn't elude him yesterday, but now it was entirely up to me to decide if I would go. Last night I hadn't been thinking correctly, and although Blondie had suckered me into his doings, I would not allow him to do it again. And if that meant having to find a new hotspot, then so be it.

When lunch time came, I decided to call Yusuke. Since Yusuke didn't go to class every day, there was about a 50/50 chance that he was at home skipping school. I called his home phone and his mom picked up.

"The fuck is this?" She asked abrasively. Most likely she was hung-over.

"It's Kurama." She knew me by my demon name, considering she went to the dark tournament.

"Oh. Hey babe, wha'ca want?"

"May I speak with Yusuke?"

"Um…just a minute."

I heard her place the phone down and leave to retrieve Yusuke. I could hear everything through the phone as I waited.

"Yusuke!" She yelled, while banging on his door. "Wake yer lazy ass up. You got a phone call."

I heard a lot of rumbling and then the door open. "Who is it?" I heard Yusuke mumble at her sleepily.

"It's…um, Kuwa…er um…Kurama I think? She answered.

"Oh!" Yusuke shooed his mom away and picked up the phone. "Hey sexy, what's up?" he said slyly.

I smiled at the sound of his voice. "And why aren't you at school today?" I scolded playfully.

Yusuke laughed on the other end. "Oh you didn't know,*cough* *cough*, I'm sick."

"Yeah you're sick alright." I said sarcastically. Then I switched my tone to a more serious one. "Listen Yusuke, we need to get together after I finish school."

My sudden change in subject must have startled him. "Sure thing, something wrong?" He asked concerned.

"Please do not fret, my love. I just want to talk to you." I said in my comfort/soothing tone. I heard Yusuke release a sigh of relief.

"Whew! I thought I was in trouble." He said in relief.

I laughed a little. "Maybe you are, maybe you aren't." I said playfully.

Although I couldn't see him, I knew he was smiling. "I guess I'll find out soon enough." He said in a sly voice.

"Is it okay if I meet you at your apartment?"

"You know it is." He said assuredly.

"Okay then, my love. I'll see you later. Bye"

"See ya, sexy." He said mischievously before hanging up.

I found myself smiling after I ended my call with Yusuke. An overwhelming feeling of relief enveloped me. Finally, we were going to settle things, and maybe things would return to normal. After I made my phone call, I returned to class to eat my bento meal my mother always prepared for me in the morning. I ate in contentment, with Yusuke on the brain. Last night had been awful, but I remained optimistic. I still hadn't decided if I was going to tell him everything, but I would have to tell him something.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the bell, signaling the end of lunch. The rest of the day went by smoothly, that is, until seventh period. I was really starting to hate that class with increased vigor. I had been doing my assignment, trying to finish it so that I wouldn't have to worry about it later. But Mr. Fuyuko had other plans. He walked around the classroom, as he usually did, until he stopped at my desk. I didn't addressed him, didn't even look up from my work.

He tapped me on the shoulder and I stopped writing. In an utmost profession manner, he leaned down closer to my ear. He had a pamphlet in his hand and he placed it down in front of me. From any other angle it would have appeared as if he were showing me something from the brochure, which was obviously a cover up for his true intentions. His pale lips lingered close to my ear and his shoulder length hair dangled against my cheek. He moved his hand over the brochure, adding to the act. He opened his mouth to speak, his warm breath caressing my ear.

"I'm so fucking hot for you right now." He said sensually, his lips gently brushing the tip of my ear. This was new, talking dirty to me during class.

"I want you so bad." He continued to move his hand over the brochure. "I want to throw you on my desk and fuck that tight virgin ass of yours."

Somewhere along the line, Mr. Fuyuko had developed a fantasy in which I was a virgin, and he would be the first to rob me of my innocence. He's mentioned it to me before and I just let him think what he wanted to. It wouldn't deter him from his goal or his fantasies any less.

"I want to fuck that cute little mouth of yours until I'm well beyond satisfied. I want my come to fill your mouth and drip over those tantalizing pink lips..."

I grew very tense at the last comment. After what happened last night, that was the last thing I wanted to hear. I looked up at him with heated intensity, warning him of danger if he didn't stop his perverse talk. He grinned at me and stood up to leave. I have to admit, I was slightly aroused. The only person who talked like that to me was Yusuke, and as of late, that hadn't been happening very much. I tried to suppress it and finish up my work.

Unfortunately, Mr. Fuyuko wasn't done with me yet. He had gone to his desk, with a grin on his face. He stared at me from the distance and I was growing increasingly annoyed. I glanced up at him, prepared to give him my most threatening glare, but stopped once I saw what he was doing. His movements were slight and seemingly unnoticeable, but I most definitely noticed. The way he was looking at me and the slight movement of his arm leading under the desk.

He was jerking off to me. Fucking Pervert. I was mortified, and I turned my gaze away. But with my enhanced hearing, I could definitely hear the slight squish sounds that were coming from underneath that desk. Disgusting.

The bell couldn't have ringed any sooner. I quickly closed my book and placed it, along with my completed homework, in my bag. Mr. Fuyuko didn't even get up to see the students off. He just sat there, wiping his hands off with a moist towelette. He stared me down as I prepared myself to leave. I ignored him, and picked up my bag. I only had one thing on my mind, and that was Yusuke. I walked past his desk and was surprised that he didn't try anything.

I glanced back at him and looked into his pristine blue eyes. They held me for a moment, and I soon became lost in them. Not because I liked him, but because I was searching for something. Something in the depths of his blue eyes that would allow me to decipher what he was. In the two years that I have known Mr. Fuyuko, whose first name was Sei, I have yet to classify his demon origins. I could sense that he was indeed a half demon, but he gave no clue as to his decent. No distinctive marks, no identifying aura, nothing.

Finally, I withdrew my gaze from his and turned to leave. He would remain a mystery for now. I withdrew all thought of him and focused my attention to Yusuke. A smile formed on my face as I thought about finally being able to talk to him about this. I made a quick call to my mother to let her know where I'd be. She mentioned her car and I told her I was on my way to get it, which wasn't really lying to her because I was going to get the car. It just wasn't in the shop like I said I'd have it moved to.

I caught a cab over to Yusuke's place and smiled once I saw my mother's car was just where I had left it the other night. I don't think Yusuke even noticed it was here. He probably didn't even leave the house at all today. Lazy ass. I looked up at the fifth floor of the apartment complex and sighed. It was just last night that I was fighting against Yusuke in this very same spot. I walked up the stairs and noticed the drips of dried blood on the cement stairs. A remnant of our unfortunate experience.

I made it up the stairs onto the fifth floor. Slowly, I approached his apartment until I stood right in front of it. I lifted my fist up to knock on the door, when suddenly, I drew back. I wasn't nervous, just a little apprehensive. But it had to be done.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

This chapter was a bit difficult to write, but I managed. Reviews are appreciated!

*Atsuko goes to the dark tournament in the manga, not the anime.* just to clarify.