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WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAP: KURAMA IS FINALLY WITHIN THE STORY AND LOTS OF VULGAR SWEARING BUT REALLY PEOPLE, IT'S SIMPLY NOT HIEI WITHOUT THE RUDENESS! AND UNFORTUNATELY THERE IS NO LEMON OR LIME IN THIS CHAPTER BUT THERE WILL BE IN THE NEXT ONE!
I FORGOT TO MENTION THIS LAST CHAPTER BUT IF THERE ARE ANY PHRASES THAT YOU GUYS WANT TO BORROW FROM ME IN THIS OR ANY OF MY STORIES IT'S FINE WITH ME IF YOU USE THEM SO LONG THAT I AM ACKNOWLEDGED FOR BEING THE ONE WHO CAME UP WITH IT.
ANYWAY, PLEASE ENJOY THIS NEXT CHAPTER!
Chapter 3
The full moon's light was beaming in through the elegantly created window, the shine accenting and illuminating all of the objects in the medium sized room.
Two beds, each created and molded in the exact same way with soft grey comforters and bleach smelling pillows. The head boards and foot boards were crafted in a way that they rose up high, the sleek, mahogany wood reaching up and looming over the beds occupants like silent ghosts reaching out to snag their unsuspecting, and therefore unguarded prey. Much to one of the rooms guests pleasure the wood had delicately designed flowers carved into them, slim and seductive vines covered in lethal thorns curved up and along the wood as if they had minds of their own, a snake in shrub form. And each vine contained a few roses, some in bloom the others not quite there yet, a few of the flowers seemed to be dripping leaves, while another was trying to catch the tiny raindrop attempting to escape its curled grasp.
The most beautifully carved creation had to have been the largest rose. Each vine that were separated from each other's bodies were reaching up to the top and connected at the very tip where a large rose had been given birth. Its petals were reaching out all around, looking like the sun that shone down on everything below while absorbing all of the life's energy.
It truly was beautiful.
The being in the room sighed as he lifted and buried his face into the soft pillow beneath his head, the rest of him curling into himself. The moonlights wondrous, silvery fingers were reaching down and softly running beaming knuckles down the partly concealed cheek, some of
the light gathering above the blood red hair in a makeshift halo. Even the magenta uniform the gorgeous being wore was succulent, the comfortable fabric coming in and hugging the male from all sides, showing off the male's slight curves and thin, muscular physique to invisible presences before the red haired god lifted his face and out the window.
Emerald eyes glimmered in the moonlight, red hair flowing like blood over his shoulders as the green orbs gazed out over the brilliant view. The hotel he and his team resided in was atop a hill, close to the edge but not to the point that it was in danger of falling. Trees were everywhere, the forestry blocking most of his view but being the plant manipulator he was the dark forest alone was the most beautiful thing in the world.
Smiling softly the being reprimanded himself before sitting up.
No.
The trees, albeit gorgeous to his eyes, were not the most captivating things out there.
Crimson eyes, sharp nose, small yet scrumptious mouth and gravity defying hair flashed in his mind's eye.
Oh Hiei…how I wish I could tell you how I feel…
Kurama knew he was obsessed, but who wouldn't be with that delectable creature? Even as he gazed out through the window he was breathing heavily, trying to inhale as much invigorating amounts of the fire demons scent as he could.
Every day, green eyes found themselves straying over to the fire half breed, observing and taking in every breath of air those lungs inhaled, the strange lights brimming in and out of the red orbs faster than he could see…The small twitches in the boy's lips as he fought back smiles at thoughts running rampant throughout his head, the wind tussling through his fur. How when the demon moved a type of elegance and grace flowed from the shorter youkai in extravagant waves, his scent of pine and smoke enticing all of its own…
Every feature…every emotion…every movement…every battle the youkai fought…
He knew the demon inside and out, and knew almost exactly what made him tick but at the same time knew so little.
Hiei…you always have to be so secretive don't you?...
For once he wished that the mysterious youkai would open up and tell him why he was so reluctant to be happy, would tell him all of his fears and would tell him why he was so urgent upon gaining strength.
Sighing Kurama looked away from the window and subconsciously his shoulders sagged.
He wasn't idiotic however, he wasn't a dreamer for things he knew would never happen. He knew without a doubt that the fire demon would never open up, even after spending the last six years together, being best friends and partners.
And he knew his feelings would never be returned.
No matter how much his heart sank at the depressive demand of reality.
Shaking his head as if to rid himself of his thoughts Kurama rolled his shoulders and wondered when he should get off of Hiei's bed and get back on his own.
Glancing over at the clock on the nightstand between the two beds the fox spirit was able to see that it was already one in the morning.
Sure Hiei hated being kept in a room for a certain period of time and that unfortunately his smaller crush slept very little due to the often recurring nightmares…this was still late, even for him. Especially when they were on an island filled with bloodthirsty enemies.
Nostrils flared suddenly as an unexpected and certainly unwanted scent slipped in through the window and into his overly sensitive nose and his back straightened, eyes hardening into stones. Again the scent came with the breeze and with it, an imposing energy came as well, one he was reluctant to admit that made him nervous.
The energy flared at him once more and Kurama whipped his head back to the window, a soft growl threatening to sound itself within the fox's chest. A shadow was standing within the darkness of the trees, the dark outline fluttering through the breeze of the wind and just as Kurama was about to close the window off from his enemy another aroma assaulted him.
Emerald eyes grew to impossible sizes in dread at the new scent along with the exuberant feelings coming from the youkai's energy signals.
It was faint, but definitely there.
Brows lowering as eyes narrowed the kitsune couldn't help the growl from escaping as his eyes flashed golden. That damned bastard! It had to be a trap, no way in hell could this have actually happened!
Right?
Jumping out from the window Kurama landed on the trees branches and made his way to the formidable crow, his heart pumping faster than usual for a demon in anger and fear.
Finally the kitsune came to a stop about ten feet away from the taller youkai, amethyst eyes meeting green.
As expected Karasu's eyes were beaming with enjoyment, posture clearly displaying dominance and pure confidence of a hunter hunting its favorite prey. The demon's eyes were curved upwards, indications that a confident smirk was residing underneath the impressionable mask covering his mouth and nose. His arms were held behind his back, the familiar scent coming off of him again as Karasu cocked his head to the side, observing his opponent.
"Hello Kurama. It was so nice of you to come and greet me."
The youko narrowed his eyes at the calm and expecting tone emitting from the deep words. Emerald eyes flecked with soft traces of gold flickered around the area, attempting to find the source of the smell.
K'so…I smell him but where is he?
Kurama slid his gaze out from the surrounding trees back to the bomb manipulator in speculation, noting how the creep hadn't moved in inch since he arrived. But still the amusement and confidence emotions were wafting off the tall black haired creature in a way that instantly had the demon turned human on alert.
Is this nothing more than a trap? Has he somehow been able to duplicate other beings' scents and used Hiei's to bring me out here? Or does he have him behind his back?
"Trust me Karasu if it weren't for his scent I never would have graced you with my presence," the red head glared emerald daggers at the crow as he hissed out his words. "This is nothing more than a trick isn't it?"
Of course the bastard was using tricks! Hiei would never allow himself to be captured by the enemy!
Kurama's aggravation only multiplied when the enemy clicked his tongue in disapproval and shook his head, long dark locks swaying back and forth with the soft motions. The purple orbs gleamed at him from across the small clearing, his amusement brightening as he replied in a let-down tone. "Oh Kitsune…do you honestly doubt me so greatly? Even I don't know how to complete such treachery."
One red brow rose in skepticism, a snort of disbelief answering the youkai's statement. "Oh? Is that so? Then you had best tell me just where my team mate's scent is coming from because you surely hadn't captured him!"
With a roll of his eyes Karasu let out a silent chuckle as he continued to shake his head in playfulness that was only proving to ruffle the fox's temper. "Tsk, tsk Kitsune I had expected more from you. Yes, alone it is a very strong possibility that I wouldn't have been able to capture your little fire demon friend," a suspenseful pause only made Kurama's fists clench and suspicion rise. "But with my comrades it was more than easy to take hold of him."
"Iie! You don't have him! You somehow managed to copy his smell and are trying to use that to get to me!"
"Believe what you want Kurama, but, surely you've started to wonder just why your partner hasn't shown up back in the room yet? You must have some form of doubt lingering in your gut about his absence and lingering smell around my person?" a shrug to the shoulders and a harsh dig into his eyes told the demon the answers to what it was he was asking. "With your intellect you must have realized that while his dominant arm is injured he is held at a severe disadvantage…especially against myself, Bui and Elder Toguro."
Kurama felt his heart beat pick up within his chest as his eyes widened and panic rose within him against his better instincts. Snarling he threw his hand into his mane and took out a deep ruby colored rose, fingering the thorny stem in a threatening manner. "You're simply trying to rile me. Hiei enjoys wandering out when the full moon is out, and I highly doubt that the Toguro brother would partake in your little games."
It can't be true. It can't be true! He couldn't have been taken by them!
The sigh Karasu released almost went past his hearing and immediately he transformed the rose into his infamous whip, the stem curling around him as he poised his body for battle when the demon moved. The enemy sent him a calming look before placing his arms from around his back to his front, the objects held within his long fingered hands making Kurama's heart stop and breath catch with eyes wide open. Karasu gazed appreciatively when the defensive posture loosened into fear and shock.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO! THIS CAN'T BE REAL!
Limbs shaking as he fought for air Kurama stared at the rumpled and blood stained cloak grasped between deadly claws, the white scarf turned into a deep pink from the crimson life's blood. Hiei's katana was held in the other hand, the metallic slab of lethal weaponry singing for the comfort of its wielder's hands and the brilliantly dark sheath that kept it clean and safe as it lay dirty with Toguro's blood, naked within the crow's fingers.
Hiei was never parted from his katana…no matter where they were that blade was always with him. And this sword was no replica…it was the real thing…and without his sword…without the power of the Dragon…he…Hiei was in trouble.
NO! IT COULDN'T BE THE REAL THING! IT CAN'T BE.
But it was, and the youko berated himself for not acknowledging the truth of it all.
"Impressive Karasu. Truly and utterly impressive." Kurama forced a sly grin to cover his lips before glaring at the demon with eyes so dotted with amber the green could hardly be noticed. "I never took you to be the type to be interested in fashion designing or sculpting"
Karasu sighed yet again before grinning at the conflicted looking creature and turning away. "As I said, believe what you want to Kurama, but know that if you don't prepare me for the proper battle within the Final Rounds…he will be destroyed."
Kurama could only tremble and fall to his knees when they suddenly gave out as he watched with shaking eyes as Karasu disappeared into the darkness of the forest, taking with him all traces of smells or youki of himself and Hiei.
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Hiei gasped, taking in slow gulps of oxygen to relieve his lungs of the burning pain they were going through thanks to the lack of air. Weakly blinking his eyes he stared at the small red dot he had found within the corner of the room, the brightness of it nearly blinding compared to the darkness around it. Infrared vision had its perks but when there was only one source of heat surrounded by coldness, the bright orange color was almost overbearing.
He could feel the small thread of saliva leaking out of his lips and sliding down his cheek to the floor, gravity taking it down rather quickly thanks to the curled up position he was in. The pain in his arm was still there, still taking up most of his subconscious as the Jagan used his youki to heal his injuries.
He knew unfortunately that the eye wasn't helping him. Thanks to the blood loss and training not long before his energy was already pretty low, and now that the evil eye was taking even more to heal his injuries…
Damn, I'm fucked if someone comes in here.
Thankfully the tension and fear had lessened some time ago, the confines of the room backing off until it gave him more space to breathe, the images and convulsions ceasing down to nothing. Now the only thoughts were ideas of escape.
The Finals are going to be in a week and still the training hasn't been completed, the dragon was still struggling for freedom. If he wasn't there than the team might not make it, there was no way Kuwabara would be able to handle any of the demons from Toguro's team and Yusuke along with Kurama and Genkai could only face so many could go through only so much…
He had to get out of here and soon.
But how?
The hybrid twitched when his gut twisted, instincts telling him that something was about to happen, and whatever it was, was not going to be pleasant. Blinking the fire demon lifted his head and turned his eyes around the room, grazing over the smooth walls until a crease started to form in one of them.
He had to tilt his head back all the way, baring his throat so he could observe the a small slit of space becoming lighter until the blackness was dispersed into a cerulean blue, the space getting wider and wider.
So…there was a way out of here…
A small growl grew from his lips when a figure walked through the doorway, the bright orange, red and yellow merging together in a humanoid shape and with a loud clang the blue was over taken by black yet again as the door was slammed shut.
The growling increased and Hiei attempted to push himself up off the ground so he was in a more defensive pose but his left arm felt weak for some reason as he placed his weight on it to push up; the limb felt wobbly, as if it were about to fall off at any moment. His right arm…well that body part was unfortunately immobile as pain thundered throughout it.
"Heh, poor child," the gangly, high voice and the immense power coming off of the being was all Hiei needed to identify his companion.
That bastard Toguro…
"You can't even move at the moment can you?" Suddenly a bright light lit up the room, the heat coming from the light bulb so intense that all of the black and blue colors dispersed being replaced with an orange so bright the demon could feel his eyes burn and water. With a silent cry the hiyoukai slammed his eyes closed as pain tore through his skull; he could feel the intensity of the surprising flash rip through his optic nerves and send flashes of electricity up to his brain, making it pound as blood roared in his ears.
Fucking hell that hurt like a bitch!
Spots of bright white were popping up within the blackness behind his closed lids, heavy breathing entering and exiting from his parted lips; the air audibly passing through as his chest heaved. "Hmm, gomen ne," the Elder Toguro brother kneeled nest to him, and the smaller demon flinched away from the clawed fingers that were kneading through his hair. "I didn't mean to hurt you little one, I honestly didn't."
Hiei snorted at the amused words, the pain subsiding as his pride ordered him to hide away his pain and vulnerability.
Even if it were easier said than done.
"Shut the fuck up you bastard." As it usually was Hiei's voice was silent, the deep baritone swimming threateningly around the other demon's being. "All you ever want to do is cause pain, I know that for a fact so don't go all fake sympathetic on me."
He forced down a whimper when blood ran faster out of the gaping wounds on his chest. That's what he got apparently for talking. Thankfully though the pain in his head was leaving and he could feel the switch within his eyes. The transfer of vision power always felt strange, and as the infrared channeled back to normal vision that was better seen during day light he could feel the electric buzz run through the orbs. At least now he wouldn't be blinded by the thing those stupid ningens invented, honestly what was wrong with a little fire or some light emitting bug or youkai?
"No, really I didn't mean to harm you," it was strange how sincere the ass hole actually sounded. "I was going to wait for our audience before I injured you. So I won't do anything to physically hurt you until they arrive."
Crimson eyes flew open at the words and he glanced up at the taller demon before him feeling trepidation and anxiety…perhaps the other feeling was paranoia, or fear. His eyes must have been showing something because suddenly those slim lips parted wide and a cackling laugh sounded out of Toguro's voice box, the disturbing sound echoing through the box shaped room.
Gritting his teeth Hiei forced himself to move, ignoring his protesting arms as he pushed himself onto his ass and somehow managed to squirm away from the crazy looking bastard in front of him. The golden eyes moved with him, a leering smirk cracking the too pale face trapped within the curly brown locks.
"Just what the hell do you mean by that?"
"It's simple really my little one, you see I would start here and now but my allies rather enjoy watching a good show, and who are we to protest their rather perverted ways hmm?"
"Perverted…?" Hiei's eyes widened as his breath caught and heart beat quicken. Oh fuck no to that! Fuck no! Yep, that unnamed emotion that was running through his blood was in fact fear and the vulnerable youkai felt no shame as he wriggled farther away from the deranged demon who was moving towards him. "That will never happen you psychopathic freak show! If it's a fuck you want than why don't you and your little friends fulfill your perverted fantasies out on each other huh! So leave me out of it! And unless you harbor a death wish I highly suggest that you run off and let me go!"
Snarling Hiei's back was met with the wall and suddenly he found the human turned demon kneeling directly in front of him, not even a foot of space between them. Crimson eyes burned and he displayed his fangs through his lips and gathered his youki within his left arm. No way in all three worlds was this bastard going to have his way with him!
Battling against the strain Hiei could feel his spiritual muscles tear as he grasped at youki that was needed to keep him alive while calling out for the strength and heat of fire. The black dragon was roaring in his head, the beast of destruction squirming in his arm and moving through the visible muscles trying to break free of the confines before the fire demon held onto it with all of his mental capabilities.
Toguro was lifting his hand now, the straightened fingers pointing directly at his heart and with a particular loud growl Hiei roared, "Let's see how you take this! Fist of the Mortal Flame!"
Fire erupted out of his left fist in an explosion of purple and red heat that was uncomfortably small compared to what it should have been like as the Jagan pulled back some of the youki he had extracted, still trying to heal his wounds. Red eyes went large however when the golden eyed demon simply shook his head and…evaded the flames.
Toguro had somehow managed to make his chest move, the flesh curving and twisting and pulling until blood, muscle, bone and skin slid apart, the parts moving outwards towards his sides and leaving a gaping hole in his person. A full body twitch enclosed the demon's body as his attack flew straight through the hole, flying out into the wall ten feet away.
Moving his gaze away from the gaping wound that wasn't a wound Hiei stared up into Toguro's eyes with his mouth opened slightly in shock as the body merged back together in its original form. With a sadistic smile Toguro's fingers lengthened, the five digits moving with lightning speed towards him.
The fire demon couldn't even move and he clenched his throat around the yelps that wanted to break free when the fingers plunged into his arms, legs and chest; breaking clean through to the other side and wrapping around him, locking him in place. Breathing heavily through his nose Hiei suffered the humiliation of having his arms glued to his sides, his legs stretched out
and held flat to the floor so the brother was able to slide in between them, gliding up to his crotch. The middle finger was wrapped around his neck and curled around his forehead, making all movement impossible.
And surprisingly it was impossible to move. With his strength lessened dangerously Hiei found himself helpless within the surprisingly incredibly powerful digits.
"If you plan on waiting until the others arrive than what the fuck are you doing right now?!"
The smile widened and a hungry chuckle answered him as Toguro lifted something within his other hand and brought it up to the captive's mouth. The thing was small and thin, no longer than a few centimeters and only as thick as twenty milliliters, the cylinder was a smooth black with a rounded glass top, a small blinking dot winking in the middle of it.
"Don't be alarmed Hiei, it's just a mere camera," said demon locked his jaws together when Toguro pushed the camera through his lips only to come in contact with the barrier of strong teeth. Sighing he ignored the ever growing growls as he lengthened his pinky once again.
Hiei snarled against the invading device but with a loud and sharp cry his mouth opened when Toguro's clawed finger dug into his arm, the claw cutting into the muscle with ease, causing blood to stream up in a steady flow and the dragon to squirm.
The half breed knew he lost this round when the camera and stretching thumb and pointer finger slid down his throat, pressing up against his gag reflex and wiggling around in his chest, ramming up against organs and nerves that made his legs spasm with unwanted jolts.
Nostrils flaring red eyes locked with gold silently demanding his release and the departure of the foreign objects but Toguro only explained his reasoning. "Try to relax little one, it'll make this interaction much easier to handle."
LIKE HELL AM I EVER GOING TO LISTEN TO YOU OR FOLLOW YOUR ORDERS YOU FUCKING CUNT!
"I am merely taking pictures of your lungs and heart, my friends and I need to know how healthy they are so we know just how far we can push you without them dying on us."
Unable to summon any youki thanks to his greedy third eye and his immobility Hiei was only able to glare at the grinning bastard before him.
You better watch your back when I get out of this you mother fucker because I swear, even if it's the last thing I do I will kill you!
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The smaller form was looking rather pathetic as he struggled against bonds and strength that the fire demon couldn't take on at this very moment. The elder brother's laughter was grating to the viewer's ears but the harsh sound was nearly suffocated by Hiei's looming snarls.
Heh. Urameshi's team mate was acting more animalistic than the fox spirit. Think of the irony of it all.
The muscled body frowned however as he ran over what the other had stated before. 'I was going to wait for our audience before I injured you. So I won't do anything to physically harm you until they arrive.'
Dark eyes narrowed underneath black sun glasses and a strong hand clenched into a fist.
Brother, you are going too far with all of this.
Younger Toguro looked around the room he was currently in. He had known about this very security room along with the dungeon for just as long as the others had for his brother was the one who requested them to be made.
He just didn't realize that the elder was actually planning on using them. He had always known the insanity and sadistic natures of his older brother, had always known of the complete lack of honor and respect within the shape shifter along with the jealous tendencies and perverted actions. But this was crossing the line.
If Hiei had been at full strength when his brother, Karasu and Bui captured him his disgust might have dwindled. And if it were just his aniki that had challenged the fire demon his disappointment might have lessened even more. But no.
Aniki had done all of the capturing the dirty way, the dishonorable way. Even now he was holding the smaller opponent down when he was at his weakest point just to take a few pictures. And just before the Finals no less.
Elder Toguro knew just as well as the younger sibling did about the rules of the Finals. How the teams must have five fighters each or be disqualified.
By taking away one of their stronger players Team Urameshi was at a severe disadvantage, and on an even larger threat of losing before the fights even began.
No.
If they were disqualified I would never have the chance to fight Yusuke. And that is not acceptable.
And seeing how the others would automatically wish for Team Urameshi's and everyone those five fighters knew deaths, the opportunity to fight an opponent who proposed a real challenge would be wasted.
Well, Karasu might not be so quick to act seeing as how he wished to destroy the kitsune with his own hands.
With a sneer the fighter observed through the monitors as his brother reeled the camera out of the smaller demon's chest none too gently, ripping a grunt and a few bursts of blood spurting coughs after the exit. With an extra squeeze of the fingers wrapped around the younger's body that caused the already stiff form to tense further his aniki finally relinquished his hold on Hiei's body, unraveling his fingers and shrinking them back to normal size.
With disgust he noted how the brown haired being licked the blood off of his fingers before patting Hiei on the head and turning away, leaving the damaged child to slump against the wall.
He himself had never found that much interest in drinking blood after all. Even if he was a demon the concept sickened him.
The tent in his brother's pants was all too noticeable and he looked down on the injured and no doubt terrified demon with a small sense of pity. He knew exactly what Ani planned on doing when Karasu and Bui showed up and thinking about the tiny form being ravaged by bodies that were twice and in Bui's case three times his size made his anger rise.
He had never been prone to rape, preferring willing partners himself and just to think that his brother was planning on raping that child like body, and then possibly having the others do the same…and in such a dishonorable manner and time…
Hardening his gaze and pressing his weight onto the hands that were now supporting him against the desk the monitors sat upon his resolve hardened.
This must be stopped.
I SOWWY FOR THE OOCNESS OF THE CHARACTERS I REALLY DON'T MEAN IT THEY JUST HAVE TO BE THIS WAY IN ORDER FOR THE STORY TO WORK OUT. ANYWAY YOUNGER TOGURO IS OBVIOUSLY NOT HAPPY AND WILL BE HAVING A WORD WITH HIS BIG BROTHER NEXT CHAPTER ALONG WITH THE SCENE WE'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR (EVEN IF IT IS CRUEL AND MEAN OF US TO BE WAITING FOR IT AT ALL. WE LOVE YOU HIEI! WE JUST LIKE SEEING YOU IN PAIN AS WELL NE!)
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