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Chapter 6

Problems

It happened too suddenly for Koenma to move away. Shackles fell and blades flew with speed cutting their way into the guards. Gasps and groans of pain bounced off the walls before they landed into a heap on the floor. Blood ran like rivers around them. Kishou moved quickly to Koenma, a predatory look in his eyes. His black blade pressed against the kings' throat. "Do you know what this does?" Kishou asked menacingly. Koenma's eyes widened. He had heard about it before. "This sword belongs to me." Kishou began. "I gave it a sacrifice and in return I am its only ruler." Koenma tried not to swallow. "Everyone I kill with this blade comes back only answering to me." As if to make his point, another groan came from behind the fallen lord. Koenma's eyes followed the noise. The two guards that were killed only moments before now stood. Eyes were black abysses and opened wounds still noticeable. "Unfortunately," Kishou began noticing Koenma's scared expression. "They come back the way they died."

It wasn't long before Whitney and Hiei began to stagger back to her room. Three bottles, three bottles of potent poison is what she ingested trying to best Hiei. It was during their second black bottle when Hiei made the comment.

"Woman, you should slow down."

Glassy eyes met his and her smile broadened. "Why's that?" Whitney could feel the heat in her face, and she touched her nose to make sure it wouldn't burn off in her drunken stupor. "I'm fine." She mumbled as she grabbed the bottle. Hiei's hand landed on top of Whitney's to make her stop. "Enough, or you're going to get sick. Humans cannot handle alcohol like we can." His ruby eyes were stern. Obvious to Whitney he wasn't going to back down, but she didn't care. "Just one more glass then I'm done." She began. "Promise."

Unfortunately the second turned into a third. She couldn't understand how composed he was after they finished. It was as if the Sake didn't affect him at all. 'Are all demons this tolerant?'

The walls began to move when she made her way down the hallway. Whitney pressed her palm against the wood, testing to see if it went through the waves. A giggle went through her when she realized nothing happened. "I'm very drunk." A prickle went up her neck and she craned her head, still using the wall to support her. Hiei stood not too far off. His arms were crossed and Whitney could see he was angry.

But it didn't bother her.

"Hey there hot shot." She slurred. "Wanna help this lady back to her room?" At first Hiei didn't move, and Whitney had a fleeting thought that he would walk away. But then he unfolded his arms and came closer. His right arm went around her hip to steady her. Immediately she put all his weight on him, enjoying the warmth he emitted. His feet shifted to hold the both of them. The Sake was making him drowsy as well.

Brown eyes flickered to his face and she subtly took in his angular features. "You know for an asshole you're pretty handsome." Hiei faltered slightly and tightened his hold. Slowly they took small steps to her room, and Whitney would smile or snort in laughter. "If this is a joke it is not funny." Hiei said deadly. "I do not touch another unless it is needed." Whitney's hand immediately covered her mouth to keep the laughing down. "Wait, wait. What about the women you sleep with?" She asked lightly. "Surely you touch them right?" They were only two steps from her door. "I mean how do you have sex with someone without touching them?" She was babbling all the different scenarios, trying to figure out how a person could be intimate without touching, and Hiei was getting more irritated with each second.

"Wait," Whitney whispered as realization hit her. "Are you a virgin?"

He quickly pushed her into the bedroom with anger. Whitney fell onto her bed mat ungracefully at the sudden force. She turned moaning into the pillow. It felt like her stomach was going to empty itself soon. "My past conquests are nothing that concern you." Hiei said bitterly. "I'm sorry." Whitney mumbled. "I was just teasing." She rolled onto her side and curled her knees up. The nausea slowly subsiding.

Hiei stood at the doorway watching her movements. He could feel her body heat slowly become lower and for a moment he worried. The old home did not have the luxury of electric as he noticed the humans had, and winter was approaching soon. Her body shivered as if reading his thoughts. Hesitantly he moved forward. Whitney's breathing started to even out, showing him that she was already asleep. He kneeled beside the young woman and quietly took in her features. She was pretty by most standards maybe even beautiful, but she held more weight on her hips. A taboo to the women of Japan who took pride in lithe figures. The more delicate doll like they looked the better. A primal urge submerged from the pit of his stomach. Wide hips were an easy observation of easy fertility and child birth. The dragon moved slowly beneath his skin. It wanted to take her. The opportunity was there but Hiei's mind was not.

She moved suddenly and Hiei grabbed onto her arm to keep her from falling onto the cold floor. The moment his skin hit hers, she moaned. "Yes." The heat radiated off him in waves now. The desire becoming stronger with every second. He got up quickly, removing his hand from her and left. Hiei quickly went to sitting room. His mind filled with thoughts and body heavy with feelings. Koenma needed to get them out of there before the true demon in him came free. Rough hands went to his pockets in search of the communicator. He pulled it free and flipped open the screen.

"Hello Hiei." Botan greeted solemnly.

"I need Koenma." He ordered. "Now."

Her large doe eyes shifted from the screen. A sadness overcoming her features quickly. "I'm sorry Hiei." She choked. "But he went missing." The tears started immediately. "Witnesses say he was kidnapped." Her bottom lip trembled. "I think Kishou took him Hiei. You have to protect her." Hiei snapped the compact closed with a growl. He was going to use Koenma to get to them. "Damn."

Sharp white fangs gleamed against the darkness. "Had enough?" The young ruler looked up. Rusty chains held him tightly digging into his limbs. The color of his skin was fading as the beatings became worse. Koenma's eyes locked with Kishou's, a weak smile on his face. "You will never win." He rasped. Gracefully the forgotten lord kneeled in front of Koenma laying the spiked whip at his side. Koenma watched him carefully at his composed demeanor. If Kishou was anything like his father, there was no chance of his survival. "Oh how wrong you are." Kishou began. "I will give you two days Koenma. If I am not told about the woman's whereabouts by then expect to have a slow and painful death." As Kishou rose from his place a figure in the back came forward. Open gashes that had long since bled out came into view. His right arm angled in an unnatural way, and his mandible missing.

Kishou walked towards him and rested a hand against his shoulder. "Have fun my dear friend. Make sure he can still speak when you are through." Ruko bowed his head. Words no longer able to leave him. He gazed to the prisoner and clenched his fists at the sickening pleasure running through his dead veins. The poison from his masters' blade controlled him in every way. Ruko was no longer a free demon. Another glint in the darkness was visible to Koenma before Kishou left the room.

It was late in the afternoon when Whitney rose from her drunken sleep. Her head pounded with a vengeance, and her stomach rolled. 'Never again.' She laid there for some time trying to collect herself. The last thing Whitney wanted to clean up was her own vomit. The house was quiet which wasn't unusual, but today it seemed forced. Whitney replayed the night in her mind and couldn't find anything wrong. 'We didn't do anything...wait.' Both hands covered her face in embarrassment. "Fuck."

Whitney showered and dressed as quickly as she could being hungover, and went looking for Hiei.

"I'm so stupid."

"Why the fuck would I ask him that?"

"Stupid. Stupid. Stupid"

As soon as she made into the kitchen area Hiei was there waiting for her. Once their eyes locked, Whitney could feel the tension thicken. "We have a problem." Hiei began. "We-" "I know I'm so sorry about last night." She interrupted. "When I drink I don't have a filter and I didn't mean to upset you." Silence followed shortly. Whitney wasn't sure if he would accept her apology but she couldn't act naturally if they pretended last night never happened. She walked towards the kitchen counter noticing a kettle of water was already warm for tea. "Koenma has been kidnapped." Hiei said. "You need to stay indoors."

Whitney felt the teabag slip from her fingers. "Kidnapped?" She whispered. "How?" The questions started to race through her mind. What would happen now? Would her family be okay? She already knew why, but could Koenma keep to his word and stay silent about her location? And what if Kishou finds her? The bottle of Sake was looking good right about now.

"If Kishou finds me," Whitney began. "Will he kill me?"

Hiei turned to her, uncertainty swimming in his eyes. "No." Hiei started. "I won't let him." The brunette faintly smiled at him. "Thank you." The kitchen was silent again, but the tension gone. Once she made herself something to eat, Whitney took a seat across from Hiei. "I'm worried about Koenma." She said taking a sip of her tea. "I may not like the man, but he is risking his life for me." The fire demon watched her easily. Her unruly curls falling past her shoulders in silky waves. Her getup was unusual for a young woman. Not once had he seen her wear a dress. "I need to train you." He told her. "You are too weak." The woman's brow rose as she took another sip. "Well thanks for that compliment." Whitney snorted back. "I do carry a gun you know. I'm not that useless." To emphasize her statement, she patted her hip where the gun rested. "That weapon is useless to a demon of his class. You will die before firing that piece of trash."

In response, Whitney cradled the gun to her chest. "Don't speak about my baby like that!" She exclaimed. Her hand petted it softly as one would do to a pet. "I spent a lot of money on this thing. It's powerful from a distance, easy to hold, and there is little to no recall." At this point she was displaying the gun to him, pointing out the small changes she made. "Plus, it's pretty." Whitney moved the gun to her face, nuzzling it gently. Hiei flinched at her actions. If this woman was as clumsy as most human women were, there was a chance she would blow her own face off.

He moved quickly, snatching the gun from her. "I am training you tomorrow." He told her. "No exceptions." Whitney stared at him dumbfounded. "Are you serious?" She asked. "I'll still die within five minutes of fighting him." The fire demon glared at her. "We start at dawn, be ready." With that Hiei put away his dishes and left the room leaving Whitney silent. Brown eyes glanced back at her tea noticing the steam no long rose from her cup. 'What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't fight a demon!'

"You need to tell us what happened." Yusuke asked softly. "Anything will help." The blue haired woman shook her head quickly. The tears never ending. "I wasn't here." She sobbed. "All I know is that he was dragged out by his own guards." Her hand gripped the top of her head. "Oh god, what if they kill him Yusuke?" Botan looked up from the floor. Her eyes bloodshot from the constant crying. Kurama moved around Yusuke and kneeled beside the weeping maiden. "Botan we will find him." He promised. "And we will bring him back."

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