I dedicate this chapter to Death101- Fox Version. She was the only one to review last Chapter and that makes me think she's the only one reading the story still. So I got this chapter out just for you my friend.

Two new characters introduced in this Chapter :3

Disclaimer - I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters, that is the property of Sir Yoshihiro Togashi. Tora, Jiro, Tobsha, and Shaga are all my characters. They are all my creations, no stealing!

In an instant it felt as if her entire world stopped. All the nervous, excited feelings were replaced by what felt like her stomach sinking into her stomach. Wasn't going? Tora couldn't wrap her head around the idea that he was once again leaving her behind. Sure it should have been simple he'd done it many times before, so what made this time so different? Slowly she felt her hand reach up to grip her chest, the quick beat of her heart taking her by surprise. She felt so stupid, how ignorant could she have been to believe he'd ever allow her to go anywhere? But she was apart of the crew, she but her life into this group of thieves! That should have been enough for him to understand she wouldn't betray him.

"What?"

"I said you're not going."

The sinking feeling multiplied at that simple statement; yup she'd hear him right. Her breathing began to feel shallow and came in with loud gulps. Tora let her gaze fall to the neat floor in front of her, she was still a prisoner here wasn't she? He'd never once intended to make her a part of the crew it was just a ploy so she'd stay. Her hand slowly slid from her chest to lie limply at her side. This was it, she was just like a pretty picture on a wall. Great to look at but not good for anything else. That how he saw her, she knew it.

"When are you going to let me go?! I've been stuck here for at least a month now!"

She slammed her hands down on his desk, causing a few books to crumble to the ground. His golden eyes met hers for the first time that day and she could see the confusion hidden within those glowing depths. Youko hadn't wanted to tell her not to go but it was for the best. For one the mission was far to dangerous for her, especially since he had no clue what all her abilities were. On top of that he was still unsure if he could fully trust her. She did used to work for Jiro, who's to say that the moment he turned his back she wouldn't bolt? Standing up he walked around to where he stood in front of her. His hands rested lightly on her shoulders as he spoke.

"Tora, you should know I have a reason for everything."

"Shut up!" Tora's voice screech pierced even her own ears. Her next action shocked even her, without a second thought she slapped him across the face. The sound echoed through the room, before silence fell between them both. In the moments it took her to rest her arm back at her side, she began to realize what a bad idea that had been. The second Youko regained his composure she could see the anger dancing in his eyes. She'd seen him this angry before, but never at her normally it was when someone did something to her. Before she had a chance to even think of apologizing she felt her back slam against the wall. A small cry slipped from her lips before being cut off by a hand constricting around her throat. Gasping for air her hands began trying to pry his hand from her throat. This only managed to make him hold tighter.

"Know your place!" Youko's snarl reverberated throughout the room causing her eyes to widen in fear. "You forget how willing I was to kill you the day you got here. Don't think for a second those thoughts have changed."

He let his hand slip from her throat all the while watching as her body fell to the floor. Something in his chest tightened the sight of her gasping for air so greedily made him feel sick. Did he need to be bothered by her? Walking away from her he slowly made his way back to the desk straightening a couple books. "Get out." His voice was gruff, but low and calm. Youko was positive if she didn't leave he'd do something he'd regret.

"I said get out!" The growl was heard down the hall by the fire apparition's sensitive ears. Tora's eyes opened in fear once again before she scrambled out of the office. He was stupid to think he'd ever be able to kill her, he wouldn't be able to bring himself to do it. Sliding back into his chair the images of the events played back in his mind. Now she would not trust him but she'd be afraid of him as well. Pinching the bridge of his nose he leaned back in his chair. This was a disaster.

Out in the hall Tora sat a few feet outside the doors. Her hand was gripping her throat as she continued to gasp for breath. The tender flesh was already starting to bruise and there was nothing she could do about it. The light sound of footsteps was the first thing to register in her ears. The second was the two sets of feet that stood in front of her. Before a single word could be uttered everything went black.

Kurone looked down at the girl in front of him, this did not bode well. The uneasy breathing of the woman next to him wasn't good either. "Go get a bucket of cold water and a wash cloth." There wasn't a reply as Shaga ran off to do as he asked. Sighing he reached down and gently lifted the girl from the tiled floor. Honestly he wasn't sure if he was going to get on Youko's bad side by doing this or not. But at the moment it was Youko's bad side or Shaga's, and he found Shaga a bit more important. Her light mumbles caused him to break from his thoughts and look down at her. The large bruise around her neck was already a bright purple. What exactly had happened in there? Opening the door to her room he once again gently laid her on the bed. The fabric was cool to the touch as he slid his hands out from under her. Leaning against the wall he waited for Shaga to return so he could leave. The last thing they needed was for her to wake up and run like he knew she'd try and do.

A moment later Shaga ran into the room the bucket of water held steady in her hands. Ringing the water from the rag she laid it neatly across her friend's forehead. She'd never seen Youko react with such violence towards the women here. Sure he'd seen it multiple times with the men, but with the women he seemed to have a little bit of chivalry. Whatever had happened must have been drastic for him to do this. Her ruby orbs slowly followed the tall figure as he left the room. Seems Kurone wasn't going to stick around and help with the healing process.

In Tourin…..

Staring out a large window his cold eyes locked on a single lightening bolt as it splintered through the sky. It was quiet, to quiet for his tastes but as of right now there was nothing he could do about that. Long blue hair was tied into a high ponytail that wavered slightly from the wind. Beep. Beep. Beep. Turning slightly he looked at the screen behind him an incoming call. Walking to the wall he pressed the button. A wide picture appeared, the objects in the background were foreign to him but the person on the screen wasn't.

"It's been quite sometime. What new information do you have?"

"They will be doing a heist in Gendar in three days." Nodding he took in this information before remembering the real reason he wanted to communicate with his subordinate.

"How is my pet?"

"I am sad to report, My Lord, that she has abandoned us. She is now fully devoted to none other than the Youko."

A vulgar growl ripped through the room, causing the person on the opposite side of the screen to flinch back. How could she? How could she abandon him when he was all she had. He was hers and she was his. That's the way it'd been and that's the way it would stay. A clawed hand gripped the a glass tightly before continuing.

"How exactly is she devoted?"

"I believe she may be falling for him, my Lord."

The glass shattered into a million pieces, most jabbing into the palm of his hand. That little wench, she has humiliated him for the last time. Standing he turned the screen off, obviously dismissing his minor. Sitting down in his chair he began to slowly pick the glass from his hand watching the blood pool to the ground. How many times was she going to disobey him before she realized she could never escape? The blood gave him an idea, one that he should have thought of quite sometime ago. With the last of the glass removed from his hand he wrapped it with a small cloth before walking out of the room.

"Clean that up." He said in a bored tone to a woman in the hall. She wasn't a maid, he knew that but he didn't care. They all served him after all so what was the difference? He met up with another man halfway down the hall. He tan skin stood out among the white walls of the threshold. His long blonde hair making him seem even more outstanding.

"What do you plan to do, Jiro?" The mans voice was deep and velvety as he glanced at the blue haired ice apparition.

"Don't worry about it. I have a plan and that s all you need to know." Jiro glanced at his tan partner before continuing down the hall. Tora would not escape him, not now. Not ever.