Kurama jumped up breathing heavily.
"What a dream." he said covering his face.
"Hey Shuuichi your going to be late!" said the boy from across the room.
Kurama rubbed his temples and looked at his room mate, Keith. He was a tall well built teen with black and green hair and yellow eyes. He had a big tattoo on his arm.
"I'm sorry." he responded causing the other teen to smile.
"Just don't be late." he chuckled as he left the room.
Kurama stood up and stretched. He's finally nineteen years old, yet somehow he felt as if something was missing. This was second year of college and he's still the top of his class. Ignoring the feeling he changed his cloths and headed out to class for a brand new day. little did the fox know it would soon turn out to be a nightmare.
Crimson eyes slowly opened to see a small white room. The demon was sitting in a chair in the middle of the room. His sides felt heavy and strange taking a good look around the place he came across a mirror. His eyes widened in disbelief as he saw a strange contraction around his chest. He stood up and accidentally activated a cord that was attached to a small T.V.
"what the hell?" the boy wondered in confusion.
On the screen there was a strange pale puppet that spoke to him.
"Hello Hiei, or should I say the forbidden child." it said in a gruesome way.
Hiei glared.
"you were born a sinner yet you've escaped death before and live in a vengeful and merciless life. You have rejected friendship and kindness and chose to live a life of shame."
"what do you know" growled Hiei.
" I want to play a game Hiei, one that will purify you. You may want death, but that is your choice if you don't want to live long enough to save your friends."
Hiei looked angrily at the screen and took out his hand to burn the screen. Amazingly his demon energy didn't work, it was somehow sealed.
"you have three minutes to find the key that will set you free. That contraction you see is one of my inventions, in about three minutes it shall crush your ribs, the key you'll see only if you search for it with your unnatural gift. It doesn't take a genius to know where that is."
The T.V went of and Hiei touched his Jagan eye, flinching in pain he came to realize that the key he needed was in his evil eye. The clock ticked as he looked at the mirror. He has already went through so much pain to get it implanted, now he had to get rid of it in order to survive?
"damn it!" he stated angrily as the machine tightened around his chest.
He didn't care about dying, but he did care about living without his Jagan. The clock ticked eagerly making Hiei scream in pain as his ribs began to crack. 1 minute left... Hiei sighed and took the razor that was on the counter.
"You guys owe me." he said painfully, putting his hand to his forehead.
Blood began to gush down the demons forehead and flow down his features. Hiei gasped in pain but continued to dig in. 45 seconds left, and Hiei was covered in blood. "this isn't working." thought the boy. He then gave a bloody cry as one of the bones broke.
"Damn it!" he screamed as he fell to the floor.
He spit out blood and then looked at the mirror evilly. There was only 20 seconds and Hiei wasn't about to give up, he determinedly lifted his hand to his forehead and plunged it in. pain went through his whole body and blood gushed out hitting the mirror as he pulled his eyeball out of its sockets. The room roared with his screams yet he hadn't found the key. He fell to his knees as the clocked counted backwards from ten. His bloody face bowed down in defeat, and he saw it. The key was right there on the back of his Jagan eye.
"Bitch..." he said.
He quickly grabbed the key and began to put it through the key hole. 5 seconds left, the key wouldn't fit, 4 seconds, his hands shook as his chest tightened and yet another few bones broke, 3 seconds left blood gushed down his mouth as the machine tightened even more, 2 seconds left the key was in, 1 second left and he turned the key...
Kurama walked along the hallways of the school, he had just gotten his test results and was about to go to work when a particularly loud carrot top came across from him.
"Hey your Minamino right?" asked Kuwabara.
Kurama turned to look at the stranger with a sweet smile.
"oh hello." he greeted kindly.
Kuwabara looked at him oddly "and to think he was a girl." he said quietly to himself causing Kurama to give an annoyed face since he still herd him "well anyway, you may have beat me this time around, but I'll beat you next time!" Kuwabara said in a enthusiastic way.
"oh, you must be Kazuma Kuwabara." exclaimed Kurama now recognizing the boy "didn't you get the third highest grade?" he then asked thinking a bit.
"yeah, what about it?" he replied a bit annoyed.
"well, I don't know. I just thought you might just want to try to beat him first and then me." the fox said in a reasoning tone.
Kuwabara just scratched his head to try to make up a lie, he actually thought that Shuuichi was a girl and he was thinking on inviting her out; but now that he knows that he is a boy that just means he has another challenger.
"because I already did." he said smartly
Kurama smiled and then ran a hand through his hair causing Kuwabara to now wonder if he assumed wrong.
"well then we should start a study group." Kurama declared as he walked away "see you in school."
Kuwabara just watched him leave.
"damn I hope he is a boy, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I spoke to a women that way," he said to himself feeling dumb.
He then left building and caught up with his friends.
"I'm starving." said Okubo.
"your always starving." joked Komada.
The boys laughed and then something caught Kirishima's eye.
"hey does anyone want ramen?" he asked pointing at the stand.
"hell yeah!" said Kuwabara as they ran over.
A raven haired boy was cleaning the counter when they entered.
"Good afternoon gentlemen, how can I help you?" asked the teen with a huge grin across his face.
The boys all stared in amazement, the teen who stood before them was no other than Yusuke Urameshi.
"I-I know you!" screamed out Kuwabara "Your Yusuke Urameshi!"
"sweet, I'm still a celebrity." he said then resumed to cleaning up the counter.
"I want a rematch!" he yelled
"no can do." he said ignoring the outburst.
Kuwabara gave an angry face and lifted up the smaller teen to face him.
"why n-...!" Kuwabara was about to continue till he realized the boys eyes were unfocused.
Putting the teen down Yusuke resumed to cleaning the counter.
"if you don't want food, get out." he said emotionless.
Kuwabara didn't know why he felt like something was wrong but he didn't want to bother the guy neither.
"nah, we're hungry." he said and sat down.
"good." he agreed and took their orders.
The boys were amazed at how good the food was.
"this is great!" commented Okubo while stuffing another chop stick full of noodles.
"yeah keep it up tubby and I'll have to stack up on food." said Yusuke in an annoyed manner causing the boys to laugh out loud.
Yusuke smiled weakly then gave a dark look as Keiko entered the store with another guy.
"hey Yusuke." she said cheerfully.
He quickly fixed her a fake smile "hey Keiko, whats up?" he asked sweetly.
"not much, just going out with my FIANCE." she said in an annoyed tone.
"yeah, yeah you really have to shove that guy in my face don't you?" Yusuke said annoyedly.
"excuse me? You have really bad service to talk to customers in that tone of voice." said the fiance.
Kuwabara and his friends watched the three in amusement.
"well if you don't like it leave." reasoned Yusuke.
"Yusuke, you have to be like that don't you?" asked Keiko angrily.
"so what?" he asked
"That means you didn't grow up since five." she responded
Yusuke rolled his eyes and then resumed to his job causing Keiko to turn her face.
"I-I mostly came to make sure you were coming to my wedding tomorrow." she said slowly "I mean we were friends and all."
Yusuke was silent for a long period of time.
"no..." he said making Keiko feel hurt.
"jerk!" said the fiance "lets go."
He took Keiko's hand and led her out of the stand.
"ouch." said Komada looking at Kuwabara.
"yeah I know, I think we should go." said Kuwabara as he left the cash on the table.
The boys left and Yusuke just stood there quiet for a while. Secrete tears streamed down his face as he leaned on the counter.
"rich bastard." he said to himself.
He decided to close early for the day. He quickly closed up the place and was locking it up tightly when he herd someone coming from behind him.
"we're closed." he said not turning to see the person.
The person continued to walk over and Yusuke got mad.
"I said we're closed!" he said while turning to face the person.
To his surprise, right there face to face with him was a horrifying pig masked person. Yusuke opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out for he was already stabbed with some type of drug. Falling on his knees, his world began to spin.
"...Keiko..." he whispered as his world descended into darkness.
Kuwabara and his friends were laughing their heads off in the car. Shizuru was completely annoyed for she had to drive them home.
"keep it up and I'll-" she was about to raise her voice till she saw a person lying in the middle of the rode. She immediately stepped on the brakes.
"stay here!" she told the boys as she got out of the car.
The boys watched in horror as Shizuru walked over to the figure.
"sir?" she asked then moved the figure.
It rolled over to reveal a pale puppet with these horrifying eyes. It cackled and gas shot directly into Shizuru's face.
"Shizuru!" cried Kuwabara
He was about to get out of the car when two gas balls flew in and exploded. Smoke instantly filled the car. Everyone was panicking and coughing till finally there wasn't a sound left. Kuwabara eyes were closing and he saw a black figure standing there with a pig mask on.
"...what...the-" he trailed off as he fell asleep.
"okay, mother. See you this weekend." Kurama said sweetly as he hanged up the phone. "I'm done with my shift." said Kurama as he left his job. He had a lot on his mind, exams, work, family and yet he somehow had a feeling in his gut that something was wrong or that he had forgotten something very important. He continued to walk back to his dormitory until he realized it was too quiet. He looked back and forth, it was nighttime yet there was no one on the street.
"how peculiar." he said then continued his way.
He then entered his bedroom. It was dark, he tried to turn on the lights but there was no power so it was useless.
"just perfect." he sighed.
He looked around the room to see if his room mate was there. He wasn't so Kurama just shrugged and went to the bathroom to shower. It wasn't bad taking a shower in the dark, it actually felt nice. Kurama gently put the creme into his hair and washed it delicately till he herd a door slam shut.
"Keith?" he asked calling his roommate.
There was no answer so Kurama turned off the shower and grabbed the towel and wrapped himself.
"Keith this isn't funny." he said looking around.
Suddenly Kurama collided with a small figure that startled him making him move back into Keith.
"shh!" he said sweetly as he held Kurama tightly.
Kurama was about to protest when the taller male covered the red heads mouth and put a drug into his neck. Kurama moaned in pain as he felt the pain go down his throat. He tried to struggle but ended up with no luck.
"damn your a feisty one." he said with a grin
His emerald eyes slowly closed as he tried with all his might to fight off. Blacking out an image came up to his head of a spiky haired boy but it quickly disappeared along with his world.
Long eye lashes flashed open as Kurama came to his senses. He found himself seated in a reclined chair, restrained and wearing a straight-jacket. His chin was angled towards the ceiling due to head gear holding it in place. Four metal rods were attached to a metal apparatus surrounding him, pointing directly towards his exposed neck. He had a visible long string hanging out of his mouth.
"I've been here before." he said to himself as his eyes widened in horror. The place was just like the same place in his nightmares.
He tried to struggle but it didn't work, feeling helpless he stopped. He felt trapped, like an animal. Eying the place he knew there was no way to get out, but to play the game.