Another day that may only be a dream, A KuramaXOC
By: ~Pinkbun17~
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH.
*****Lime warning, no lemons!
Edited: 12/14/20
Keep this in mind readers! Story Format as always:
Youko's Thoughts: ^Na na na ^
Kurama speaking to Youko in his head/his own thoughts: *La la la *
Inner thoughts of other characters: 'Blah blah blah…'
A Few Inventions from the Spirit Lab! (Really my creations…-cue evil laugh-)
Healing Seeds: An exclusive Kurama invention and can only be powered by him! Light tan, tiny bean size seeds that heal minor demon injuries while human injuries it heals drastically. However, overuse can render them useless. Kurama must apply a bit of his healing power for them to work. Side effects may include the taste of dirt, dizziness, confusion, and tiredness.
Healing Paste: Another one of Kurama's inventions, has the same consistency of Aloe Vera, slime, or green hair gel, but is a duller shade of lime green. This product uses a combination of human and demon world plants and minimal spirit energy. Depending on one's pain tolerance, endurance, and species stinging may range from mild to severe (Typically for humans the pain will be excruciating). This product can be used by anyone who has spirit energy.
To keep in mind (Non-spirit lab-related):
The [ An-roku-Is-hi] (Unlock the power of pain): An evil, rare, powerful, tiny red seed. Used by the demon enemy Aiden against Aisha. The seed forces any dormant abilities to awaken but also awakens the ugliest of irrational emotions. Pain, fear, hate, and anger only allow its host's mental destruction to grow at a faster rate. Side effects vary from species to species however include weakness, dizziness, headaches, confusion, vomiting, internal bleeding, burns, consistent bleeding, permanent psychological damage, and death.
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Chapter 30: Already Tired of Hating You Part II
(Day 4) 10:10 Pm
Kurama's POV:
"Sure, if I can find it, do you think you know that demon or something?" She questions back.
^Smart girl. ^ Youko chuckles.
"Funny you should ask that, though the only issue-is the demon that comes to mind died 525 years ago…"
"What a weirdly specific time, then again, you practically have a photographic memory. I, on the other hand, have the memory of an old, demented goldfish." She laughs, and asks, "So, mind telling me about this demon?" Curiosity swirls in her eyes.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt…" I take a breath and then begin.
"Ari-Kek was an arrogant Eagle demon that dubbed himself as the "God of Darkness" long before the days the Band of Thieves was formed.His demise was of his own doing, and he had it coming to him. The fool had no direction for anything in his life besides, murdering innocents. Yes, I was also ruthless, but not to the point of insanity; though if anyone crossed this fox or got in the way…things would not be pleasant. Youko Kurama, the King of Thieves title and persona was always held in cryptic. Ari-Kek was just known as a simple untactful savage, closely resembling Yomi in his own former idiotic ways. However, humans in that time regarded him as an unsatisfiable god."
"If he was so terrible, why did humans think he was a god? Also, how did you come across him? None of this is something that's in your manga or anime..."
"Perhaps it's a good thing this isn't in Yu Yu Hakusho. This gives me a little peace of mind, considering how much of our lives are known to the public. As to why he was worshipped as a god, he pretended to bring forth a splendid harvest for the humans. As an animal spirit, he was able to manipulate their crops, but since he was a sadist creature, he taunted them severely. Ari-Kek attempted to join my newly formed group in secret, but he proved to be a complete nuisance and so I swiftly cut him down. He was one who decided to get in my way." My voice deepens a bit recalling the irritation I felt facing him.
Aisha stares, throwing me a startled look, and does not ask any further questions.
"I-I think I'm going to take a shower now if that's okay with you, Kurama you're welcome to look over that freaky email…" She says and heads down the hall into the second room.
*Stupid fox, I realize you aren't happy discussing that Eagle demon, but you came on too strong, I want her to trust me, not fear me. *
^I'm not sure what came over me, perhaps that seed is affecting me as well. ^
It has already been four days since I have arrived in this world, and already I believe I may be in over my head.
｡･:*:･ﾟ ,｡･:*:･ﾟ 10:20 Pm
"I see you've finally got to unpack everything, huh?" Aisha returns to the living room, smelling of simple soap, and clean clothes, but the expression on her face tells me she clearly has something else she wishes to say.
"Well, I can't exactly live comfortably with my belongings packed up, now can I? …Is there something else you wish to ask me?"
For a brief moment, she ponders, as if contemplating, how to word her query.
"Okay, Kurama something about you is really bothering me."
"I don't think this is the first time you've felt that way towards me but do feel free to explicate," I say, smirking a bit.
She glares at me but instead chooses to continue with her concern. "So, you know how you were attacked by a spirit world hunter and were near death and had to take over an unborn kid? Did that end up making two souls, or did you just take over? 'Cause dude, you're seriously on the bi-polar side."
I chuckle slightly, and reply; "I can't take credit for being the only individual who seems bi-polar. Though, in your case, you're being influenced by the Anrokku-Isei." Aisha throws another angry glare at me, and I can't help but feel amused. "Honestly, you're sharper than I've given previous credit for."
She shrugs in response. "I'm not as bright as you, sir, hellmost people aren't!"
"To answer your question the human fetus contained no soul, and I did indeed take over completely. As for my current behavior... something did go terribly wrong, and that occurred a month ago."
Her chocolate eyes express surprise and confusion, but she remains silent.
"Koenma decided it would be an excellent plan to re-organize the spirit lab to generate new tools annually to help with our missions. I also had a bit of my own work to tend to, such as my healing seeds, and paste. Unfortunately, one of the ogres spilled a soul transference experiment mistakenly on me, and Youko Kurama, who I once was-has been manifested within me as an almost separate entity. A part of my power and soul is within him, and he is quite the childish nuisance. I can't say it's like being reverted back, because it is not the same. He also constantly complains, driving me to always feel bi-polar in a sense."
^It's only fair since you wish to confine me so. Besides little Shuichi, this entire situation is quite humorous to behold! ^ Youko laughs.
"That's...insane. And here I thought that kind of situation is something only found in fanfiction...So, can you willingly turn into your demon form?"
"What is fanfiction?" I ask her, curious.
Her tone is a bit awkward. "Um...It can be kinda cringy…but it's when fans write fictional stories borrowing characters from different fandoms...I'll show you later...So, can you transform?"
"Not exactly, I can transform only when my former self pleases, however for the most part I can suppress him..."
^I beg to differ, Shuichi. I just choose not to push through. ^
*Silence fox. *
"Oh! This totally explains why your eyes turned into a gold color during 3rd period on your first day, were you two fighting each other then?"
^She's a clever little thing, isn't she? ^ Youko grins, pleased. ^Allow me the chance to greet her properly. ^ He demands.
"Yes, unfortunately, I was battling against myself. Koenma did inform me that the Spirit lab is working on reversing this effect. For now, I have to cope with an immature version of my former self."
"Wait, how is Youko immature? That seems strange considering you're like a thousand years old?" Aisha questions, puzzlement apparent on her face.
*Not going to happen fox. As I recall, she isn't comfortable around you any more than myself. *
^Aren't you forgetting just who you are, we ARE the same being, and she will be ours, and so she will learn to accept both of your forms. ^
*That isn't of importance nor will it ever become anything more than a dream. My mission is to protect her and both our worlds, fox and you're not going to jeopardize-*
"Dear god Kurama, I thought I was losing my mind before-Hey are you okay?" Aisha enquires, touching my shoulder gently.
I clutch at my head as I fight to keep the fox demon inside.
"I'm…alright, Youko is just being bothersome-"
Unexpectedly, Youko quickly overpowers my will, and he takes over.
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Aisha's POV:
I can't help but to freeze as I gaze up at a 7-foot-tall fox demon, my mouth hangs open too freaked to shut.
'You have GOT to be kidding me!'
"Hello, kitten." He says with a smirk and softly leans down to caress my cheek.
I'm too speechless to move and am pretty pissed that I can't move my body.
"Does another cat hold your tongue kitten?" He chuckles softly and gently moves my hair behind my ear.
"I-I um.." I weakly stammer.
'Stupid! Why can't I calm down!? Note to self, punch self later. Hard.'
The gorgeous tall fox leans in and murmurs in my exposed ear; "Perhaps it's time to become better acquainted with one another."
I shiver as he blows warm air slightly in my ear. For a brief moment, that strange heartbeat sensation rattles through me, but it vanishes before I even blink.
The only thing that blurts out of my mouth finally is; "Who the hell are you calling K-kitten?!"
I glare up at him, but I refuse to maintain eye contact. 'Cause let's face it; he's freaking stunning too, and I will melt.
I turn away from him, attempting to leave the living room, but he suddenly hugs me from behind tightly. This form of his also smells of roses and cologne.
'Damn it, why does he have to smell so good too?'
"I'm not letting you escape that easily." I can sense the smugness in his tone.
"L-let go!" I struggle against him, but he clearly overpowers me. I might as well be a worm fighting against a bird. Youko seats himself on the black couch and pulls me onto his lap. I'm facing him, but I gaze down at his chest. I'm still too nervous to look him in the eyes.
'I have to be dreaming, and or insane…someone should wake me up!'
"I need to make this clear with you kitten-"
"Stop c-calling me that! Do I have cat ears on my head or a freaking tail?! No, then I'm a human!" I shout, trying to somehow feel in control. It's hard to keep the nervousness out of my voice. He probably hears it too.
He takes me by surprise when he reaches over to gently pet my head, "I merely call you that as a form of endearment. After all, you have such a feisty personality. You're quite the amusing one."
'Feisty? Doesn't he mean bitchy? There isn't anything about me that's amusing!'
""I-I'm not a pet nor am I your damn entertainment, Y-Youko!"
His laughter vibrates through me and is pleasantly soothing.
"In time you will learn of your own potential, that is something I can sense from you."
"You must be blind if you see potential in someone like me. Now, let go of me you-you pervert!" I yell and smack his chest.
Something flashes in his eyes, maybe anger? The movement is so quick, my mind blurs for a second. Youko pushes me down against the couch, pinning my arms above my head (with one hand) and is on top of me!
'What the f-?!'
"If you thought a simple hug was perverse, you'll need a true dose of it, Kitten."
"I don't need a damn dose of anything you stupid bastard! Get off of me and turn back into Kurama!"
He simply laughs and replies; "Did you forget we are one in the same, after all, I think you should know that well of all people."
"What?" I ask, and struggle beneath his vice grip. Useless movement on my part against this A-class demon.
"Your parrot, he shares the same name as me. Do tell how that happened, I'm fairly curious, Kitten."
"S-stop calling me that! And why should I have to explain anything to you." I attempt to sound cold and uncaring, though under it all that was a bunch of bull crap.
"I don't think you realize just what kind of predicament you've been placed into."
All this fox does is smirk and laugh, if only I could punt him.
"Let me go then." I command, still refusing to look at his eyes.
"I'd rather not; you seem to express more emotion this way."
"Youko Kurama! Now is not the time to be toying with me! We have better things to do-"
"There is always time for mating, kitten." He teases.
"WHAT? Not gonna happen, buddy!" I shout now more fearful, and I struggle against him even more.
He leans down to my face and that is when I finally look into his eyes. Tiny specks of green flicker in and out in them but the majority of his eyes are a pure gold color.
'To think I found human Kurama less scary…Now I hate 'em both!'
"I think a bit of punishment is due here, little kitten. After all, you've managed to wound me twice."
"W-what the hell are you talking about?"
"Do you not recall? My, your memory tends to elude you, doesn't it?" He then proceeds to lick his lips.
I glare as meanly as I can and even growl, but he only smiles and stares at me.
"G-go sink your teeth into some other chick!" My stammer isn't convincing.
"This one will do." He states, leaning in even closer. I turn my head away from him; he then gingerly nibbles and licks my neck.
I gasp in shock and whimper.
I'm disappointed in myself, because it feels wonderful, and my entire body grows hot with embarrassment.
Tears prick at my eyes, as a slight prick strikes the same spot. His tongue caresses the wound, and the paining dulls.
"Stop! No…" I mutter, my body feels limp against his. I shut my eyes, not wanting to see anything. It feels soothing against my skin, but once again I'm forced to just take whatever is thrown at me.
"You're just as bad as those sons of bitches…" I grumble, reminding myself of men I want to forget. Oddly enough the nightmarish beast Aiden isn't the only one who comes to mind, but rather a boy that I refuse to name. I'm not new to sexual assault, and personally, I fear it all. Though…this is probably the first time it feels good…Doesn't this mean it's different..?
This time around when he pulls away Youko doesn't smirk or chuckle. If anything, he seems a bit hurt. His grip on my wrists tightens, and I wince from the pressure. It doesn't hurt, but it takes me by surprise.
"Don't compare me to another Kitten. Now, everyone will know you belong to me." He states this likes it's the most obvious fact in the world.
I glare up at him, refusing to let any more tears stream down the sides of my face. "I don't belong to anyone but myself."
"In time you will see things differently, but for now-" Green pours into his gold eyes as he inches closer to my face, his lips just a few inches away from my own.
Strangely, a moment of Déjà vu swirls in the back of my mind. I turn my blushing face away from him quickly, and his warm lips are brushing against my cheek.
"Kitten, why must you resist against me so?"
"Stop calling me that you freak! You only want to hurt me just like everyone else!" It's difficult to keep my voice from quivering.
"I can assure you my intentions are far from that, and I know you feel for me, as I do for you; why not give in, Aisha?" His eyes flicker back to full gold, and his expression reflects sadness.
"You can't force someone to feel anything if they can't anymore," I mutter trying to mentally dry my eyes up.
"You should not lie to yourself; if you honestly could not feel you would not shed tears nor resist against me so, Kitten." He uses his free hand to wipe my stupid leaking eyes.
I wiggle my hands, hoping he'd release his grip, but he doesn't.
I protest him by ignoring what he says, but he has a point…Either way I turn my head away from him and shut my eyes.
"Look at me, Kitten." His tone is soothing but brimming with an authoritative nature.
"No." I state plainly.
He asks again bringing his face closer to mine, and my face heats up quick. "Look at me, Aisha."
"You have no clue what your presence does to me…" He murmurs and I tense up. He presses his body further against mine and chooses to kiss my cheek. Quickly, I turn my head to stare at him in shock and feel embarrassment rise in me. My cheeks must be burning through my somewhat tan skin.
"Until next time, Aisha."
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I blink and a blur of bright red hair and wide vibrant green eyes greet my sight.
At first, I'm too speechless to say anything, but when everything finally registers, I vaguely recall something.
When Kurama had 'kidnapped' me, he-he freaking…kissed me? and I passed out soon after.
The thought flees from my mind as I notice the redhead isn't moving. Now he's pinning me down and pressed against me!
This is wrong. Disgusting. I'm disgusted I allowed this to happen to me again! Rage is boiling forward within me, and yet; a few tears spill down past my ears.
I feel filthy once again, and I was powerless to do anything. Kurama, at last, releases his grip and moves away. As I stand to my feet the urge to run and hide hits me hard. Oddly though, I don't give in to the feeling. I choose to step closer to the redhead, but he takes a few steps back. I glare at him, making eye contact. Do his emerald eyes reflect worry, and maybe guilt?
"I had faith you were better than this, but maybe I was wrong. There already has been a few guys in my life who's already assaulted me as well…" I wipe a few of my tears away. "You remember when that bastard Aiden kidnapped me? Well- he not only tormented me but attempted to-" I choke on my words but continue. "He stole my first kiss-and you-you stole the second…that was…that should have been my choice!"
There. I finally said it. When it comes to standing up for myself and talking about my pain and experiences, I struggle to form any sort of proper thought, but he needs to know what he's added to.
"Aisha, I-" Kurama starts, but he stops mid-sentence when I lift my hand up.
SMACK! He allows me to slap him.
"I'm already tired of hating you, but what choice have you left me, Kurama?!" My willpower to keep eye contact falters and I make my retreat out of the room. I try my best to stifle my anger, but it only makes my chest physically hurt.
'I don't want to hate you, I really don't…I'm just afraid.'
To be continued…
My Notes:
This chapter is nearly 11 pages on 12 inch font. Oh boy, this chapter was entertaining to write. I've noticed in a lot of romance stuff, why is everything so forced on the female character? It's kinda annoying to see the character just roll with it, even if they don't want to! Also, if anyone ever forces you to do anything you don't want to, don't just put up with it! (This goes for both genders!) Thank you for taking the time to read this.
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-PiNkBuN17