InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Necklace ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

 

Yuusuke woke up with an atrocious headache. Smacking his tongue against the roof of his mouth he groaned as he sat up on the couch. Potato chips crunched as his weight shifted, and a beer bottle was tipped, sending its contents spilling across the floor.

 

He had one wicked ass headache. Rubbing an eye with the palm of his hand, he yawned. Ugh I feel like shit. Glancing across the filthy room he looked at a half-hidden clock. 1:30 blinked back at him.

 

“Hn” throwing his arms back he stretched, got up, and glanced around the room for something to wear. Scratching his bare stomach he yawned again. Gods does my head hurts. Schlepping across the room he gave up his search for clothes in favor of food.

 

Trudging into the kitchen Yuusuke went to the fridge and opened it. It was empty. All that remained was an open carton of milk on its side and smudges of food on the shelves. What the fuck!? Adrenalin kicking in, he began freak out due to lack of food. Now he was pissed. I thought that the fridge was full last night. Did I really eat that much? Great, now I have to go fucking shopping again.

 

Grumbling, Yuusuke stomped his way into the bathroom. Once he arrived to his destination he began to remove his pants… at let loose a colorful string of curses.

 

“Fuck! What the fucking hell!? Not fucking again!..” it seemed that Hiei has struck back. Though Yuusuke couldn't say he didn't deserve it. His last prank was pretty bad…

 

Gritting his teeth, the now-naked Yuusuke prepared himself for a look in the mirror. Taking a deep breath h turned around and almost cried.

 

He had to hand it to Hiei; he did a pretty good job. Because he was out like a light bulb, due to his good friend Jack Daniels, he couldn't feel a single thing that was done to him. Reaching up he touched his hair to see if it really was him. Yup.

 

“Oh gods” his hair was now a good few inches shorter. Like, almost crew cut short. “Ughh.” And pink. Not just pink, and not like a bubblegum pink, but the most obnoxious pink that almost looked orange. The kind of color you would get a headache from looking at for only a few seconds. Feeling a headache coming on, he continued his inspection of himself. He looked at his face, and was surprised to find nothing was there. He didn't destroy my face? Remembering a previous prank he reached out and switched off the light to see if there was anything glow-in-the dark. Nope. Hn, odd. Brushing it off he flipped the lights back on and continued.

 

THERE WAS SOMETHING AROUND HIS NECK. It was odd, because he didn't feel anything there. Furrowing his eyebrow he leaned closer to the mirror to get a better look at it. That's weird; it looks like a thin black choker a girl would wear, but why would Hiei make me wear that? He was worried, because he had never seen this in a prank before. Reaching up with both hands he went to pull it off… and found it wouldn't move. He scratched at it, trying to get his fingers under it, and came to realize that he couldn't!

 

“What the fuck is this!?” he yelled to himself. He leaned in even closer to the mirror and saw something he didn't see before. It was in a pattern.

 

Flames. Tiny little flames were etched into his skin! Panicking, he clawed at his throat in hopes of removing it. No luck.

 

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” he punched the mirror, making it shatter into a million pieces. Breathing heavily he looked down at the rest of his body. It was fine. What is his deal?! He was so confused. All he found was the word `dumbass' written in sharpie marker on his lower abdomen, right above his dick. He almost laughed at that.

 

Feeling blood running down his fingers, Yuusuke looked at it, acknowledging the shards of glass embedded in his hand. Gritting his teeth, he pulled them out, turned around, and carefully made his way over to the shower. He turned on the water and hung his head as he watched it flow from the showerhead. He stepped in, wincing as the water touched his hand. Rubbing the back of his neck, he let the water run over his body and tried to clear his mind. What the hell did he do to me? That was the question that ran through his mind over and over again. Not looking at what he was doing he grabbed the shampoo bottle, squirted a goodly amount of it into his hand and viciously scrubbed his head, in hopes of removing the dye. Once he was done he let his arms drop to his sides and just stood there, letting the water rinse it out of his hair. Opening his eyes he looked at his hand to see what condition it was in, and was vastly surprised to see it was a wonderful shade of pink. Eyes widening in surprise, he blinked a few times trying to understand what just happened. He glanced down at his body.

 

“O WHAT THE HELL!” wheeling around, he snatched up the bottle of which's contents were just scrubbed into his scalp.

 

It was the seal used to keep permanent hair dye in.

 

“Oh great, just what I fucking need.” He mumbled, smacking his forehead. Sighing he turned the water off, stepped out, and toweled himself dry. Ignoring the broken glass all over the floor, Yuusuke trudged out of the bathroom and began to search his house for something to wear.

 

In his frustration over the hair dye, he seemed to have forgotten about his ring of flames that adorned his neck, and grumbled to himself as he sorted through his clothes. Picking up a dirty shirt he found a giant hole in it, and threw it over his shoulder. Finding some dirty pants he saw there was a huge rip in the crotch of it, and threw it over his shoulder, along with another pair he found that had the same problem. And so this continued for the next half-hour until it clicked. Hiei sabotaged all my clothes! This day sucked. Could it get any worse?

 

His phone rang. Rolling his eyes he gandered to his pile of clothes in the corner of the room and stuck his hand in it. Rummaging around a bit he `Aha!'-ed in satisfaction for finding it on his first try. Clicking the talk button he put it to his ear.

 

“What the hell do you want?” he wasn't in the mood for chitchat.

 

“SLACKER! Where the hell are you? You were supposed to be here HOURS ago!” groaning Yuusuke looked over at the now upside down clock. It read 2:25. Sighing he decided to reply.

 

“Since when was I supposed to be there you old hag?” he had to hold the phone a good three feet from his head for her answer.

 

“At nine in the morning you numbskull. I told you to be here at nine. Is that too hard to ask?! Get over here now or ill make your life a living hell!” Yuusuke snorted at that.

 

“Yea, right. Whatever.” He hung up the phone, not waiting for a reply. Shit, I forgot about that. How the hell am I gonna train with out clothes? Remembering he had a few extra sets of clothing at Genkai's he went back to the bathroom, threw back on his beer-stained jeans from the previous night, a pair of sneakers and a ripped shirt. He then made his way to the door, hoping it was warm out.

 

Of course it wasn't. Nope not at all. It was pouring rain. Pausing in his doorframe, Yuusuke sighed for the third time that day, and stepped out into the cold, wet, rain.

 

 

He walked slowly, deciding he liked the rain. It matched his mood. It couldn't get any worse, so he might as well enjoy it. as he walked towards his destination he watched others as they hurriedly ran through the rain, shielding their heads with their hands or books, and attempted to get on with their day. After a while thought, he noticed that they were watching him. Well, his hair was like a moving landmark for god sake, I mean, he had a torn shirt, and his hair could be seen from outer space. Feeling a bit uneasy from all the looks he was getting he quickened his pace somewhat. He shoved his hands in his pockets and ducked his head in attempt to be nondescript.

 

Not paying attention to where he was going, he smacked straight into someone, sending their groceries flying. An umbrella clattered to the ground. He realized it was a girl. She was wearing black hakamas, and a plain silver haiori. This was odd for someone of this time to be wearing. She looked to be young, around his age, though he wasn't quite sure.

 

He watched her drop to her hands and knees, scrambling to get her groceries back and suddenly, Yuusuke's manners kicked into gear. Kneeling down he helped her, and as they stood up he retrieved her umbrella and gave it to her. She gave him a small, but brilliant smile of thanks, and he just stuffed his hands back into his pockets and returned it with a goofy one of his own. She giggled. Defenses kicking in, he frowned.

 

“What the hell you laughin at?” this only made her chuckle. Smile widening; she raised the umbrella so it covered him as well.

 

“I think we have a similar destination in mind, friend” Yuusuke's jaw almost dropped. Kami, her voice is like an angels!

 

Confused, but not about to refuse the company of such a lovely woman, Yuusuke tried to be polite.

 

“But it is raining out and you have groceries, surely you don't want to walk with me.” She just looked at him. He noticed something. Even though she was giggling and smiling, her eyes remained a piercing silver. It seemed as though she was staring into his soul. He was brought out of his thoughts by her voice.

 

“You got a sense of humor. I like you.” She stuffed her packages into his arms, forcing him to follow her. They began walking down the road together. They walked in silence for a few moments until Yuusuke began to feel uneasy. He decided to strike up a conversation. “Hey, I, um, uh…..” he stumbled for a topic to talk about.

 

“A prank I hope?” she cut in.

 

“Huh?” he raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

 

“The reason why your hair is pink, and why your clothes are torn, baka.” She turned to him and flashed him another smile.

 

“Oh! Yea, that. Um, yea. A friend of mine visited me last night. He is like a shadow that one. He got me good.”

 

“Oh, truly?” an eyebrow rose in amusement. She evidently found his state of dress quite amusing.

 

“Yea…” he trailed off again, rubbing the back of his neck, almost dropping her groceries in the process. They let it drop at that. She simply nodded and continued to lead them. When they came upon a nearby wood, Yuusuke began to fret.

 

This is where he was supposed to cut through to get to Genkai's. How was he going to leave her here without an excuse? The closer they got to the tree line, the more nervous he got. They got closer. He began to loose his cool. He didn't want to lie to her for some reason; she just had an aura around her that demanded him to be honest.

 

They were walking along the tree line now. Neither said a word to each other as they walked. Yuusuke was running a few white lies through his head that would require him to suddenly run into the woods.

 

Suddenly, the mysterious woman stopped. He almost didn't realize it and walked out from under the umbrella. She turned to him again.

 

“This is the path we must follow, is it not?” she motioned with her head in the direction of the woods. Shocked at how she knew this, Yuusuke decided to simply nod and continued to follow her through the tree line onto a small, hidden pathway. They continued to walk through the forest undisturbed. Yuusuke listened to the sound her wooden shoes made as she walked.

 

After a time they came upon the foot of the staircase that led up to the shrine. By now the complete downpour had became a drizzle, and was now like a mist. Pausing to close her umbrella, the woman looked up the stairs and smiled. She turned to him

 

“You ready?” grinning she began to skip up, humming an unknown tune. Yuusuke stood there, still in his beer stained jeans, torn shirt, and bright pink hair. His brows raised in amusement towards the girl, a half-smile visible. Shaking his head, he hurried to catch up with her; she was climbing at suck a fast pace.

 

By the time they reached the top, the sun was shining and Yuusuke was breathing a bit heavily due to keeping up with the fast pace the girl had set. Looking over at her she saw that she was not only completely fine, but was heading over to Genkai who was currently in her kitchen, getting herself a cup of tea.

 

He paused outside the door leading to the kitchen, and listened to the two females talking to each other.

 

“-Yes I found him, though he was a bit different than how you described him to me.” He could hear the girl giggling. He decided to walk in. he heard his teachers reply.

 

“What do you mean, a bit dif-“ and that's when Genkai saw him. Staring at her pupil with her eyes wide she blinked one… twice… and broke out laughing hysterically. “You dumbass, what did you do to yourself this time?” her humor was clearly heard in her gruff voice. She clutched her sides she was laughing so hard. Pretending to be hurt, Yuusuke retaliated.

 

“Quit your laughing, you old hag!” he crossed his arms and huffed. The girl giggled as she put the groceries he had brought in away in the fridge.

 

Feeling like acting childish Yuusuke huffed again and stomped out of the room, in search of a change of clothes… and some hair dye.

 

When he arrived in his room, he saw something he didn't like. At all. His room was CLEAN! All his items were placed on shelves. The potato chip bags, and beer bottles were gone. You could see the FLOOR! Going over to his closet, he opened it. Shoes were lined in a row, and his clothes were on hangars. He opened a dresser draw. His clothes were FOLDED! How did this happen!? He was in shock.

 

Hearing footsteps in the hallway he ducked his head into the hall to see who it was. It was that girl, and she was carrying a stack of folded, clean clothes. She smiled at him as she pushed past him. She walked over to his dresser, opened it, and neatly placed the stack of clothes in it. Yuusuke looked at her from the doorway, jaw hanging. He put two and two together, and it clicked. SHE did this!?

 

“Why the hell did you clean my room, onna!” he didn't like that everything looked so, so NEAT. Glancing in his direction, she frowned at being called onna, but brushed it off. She began to walk out of the room. Before she left, she flicked her eyes up at his hot pink hair, and shook her head in amusement, knowing he would feel uneasy at her mirth.

 

Now that the mysterious woman left, he was able to get changed in peace. Going to the bathroom, he looked into the mirror at his throat, hoping his choker was gone. But unfortunately luck wasn't on his side.

 

Stomach growling, Yuusuke decided to ransack the fridge now that he was properly dressed. Moseying on down to the kitchen he saw that Genkai was gone, but that goddamn girl was still there. Ignoring her completely, he opened the fridge door and was delighted to see a variety of food. This quickly changed to annoyance though because he realized that it was all healthy. Giving up, he settled for a nice, big sandwich with everything on it, and began to pull food from the fridge. As he was satisfying his hunger, Genkai walked into the room and joined him at the table.

 

“So what do you think of my new shrine keeper?” she began. Looking up Yuusuke replied with food in his mouth.

 

“Oo ot a oow hine eeper?” he continued to munch, not caring that he was making a mess of himself. Genkai gave him a flat look.

 

“Slacker, did dying your hair pink somehow make you more of a dumbass? Don't you observe your surroundings at all? Once you finish eating you must do two hundred laps around the shrine grounds.”

 

“But the grounds are HUGE” Yuusuke complained.

 

“Fine. Make it two hundred and fifty then.” Then, as an afterthought she added, “on your hands!” ignoring his protests, she walked out of the room, Yuusuke's sandwich in hand. Realizing that his tasty morsel was stolen, he let loose a string of curses. He jumped when he heard soft laughter behind him. He had forgotten the girl was there.

 

“Here.” She placed a large bowl of ramen in front of him, “eat this.” As she straightened back up, she noticed the ring of tiny black flames around his neck. Her silver eyes bored into him. The serious look she gave him sent chills down his spine. Just who is this girl? “That collar around your neck,” she pointed at it as if to emphasize what she was saying, “how is it that you acquired it?” her eyes were so intense that he felt like she was raping his brain to find the answer. He had to look away. He couldn't stare her in the eyes.

 

“It was part of the prank my tricky friend played on me. I guess it was to match the hair. Why?” he said while slurping up the noodles. His curiosity spiked at her sudden interest in it. Maybe she knows about it. But does she know about demons? I know she is here, but normal humans have been here before without guessing what Yukina is and all. Who the hell is she? I don't know how far I can go when talking to her…

 

Deciding to play innocent the girl just shrugged her shoulders, “no reason. Its just that it's a really sick tattoo. But if it was a prank then I guess it isn't real…” she trailed off, but continued to stare at it. it made Yuusuke slightly uncomfortable. Her eyes were just so intense. Seeing he was finished with the ramen she gave him, she took the empty bowl and carried it over to the sink, and washed it, all the while her brow was furrowed in thought. She also bore a small frown.

 

Confused, but full, Yuusuke got up from the table. Should I keep talking to her? Deciding not to he gandered out of the shrine preparing himself for his wonderful training session.

 

oOo oOo

 

 

Warmth spread though her as she felt her consciousness awaken. It was like she was in a dream world; her senses came back one by one. The first was touch. She felt a cool floor on her chook. The pins and needles from her body growing a few inches in a matter of hours. Instinctively, she pulled her power within herself, and masked her appearance so none of her markings showed. As she did this, her magical awareness came back. She could feel with her power and Inu's aura, cold and strong, and a kitsune's, playful and curious, almost like her beloved Shippou. She spread her senses out, scanning the surrounding area, and was shocked at how many youkai auras there were. They were in all degrees of strength, the two closest to her, the strongest.

 

Taste came next. She could taste so many things! She could tell the temperature in the room, and even the weather just by the airs taste alone! This astonished Kagome greatly. The next feeling she got was odd. Deep within her mind she felt her sub consciousness bubble up a bit. Her new blood beast was coming to life. She quickly suppressed it before it became too strong.

 

As soon as she got all these new senses in order, she was assaulted with the two remaining ones at once. Smell. The atrocious scents! Absolutely everything had a scent. The chemicals! The bleach used on the sheets, the cleaner on the windows, even the scents coming from outside of the house. Air pollution. Cars, smoke, humans, everything. And the sounds. It was so loud! People talking calmly to each other sounded like screaming, car horns blared. Her mother cooking on the stove. She might as well be banging the pots and pans together. It was like the volume on the TV was turned as high as it could go. She was in agony. How do demons deal with this?!

 

Rolling over onto her stomach, she got on her hands and knees and threw up. It all just overwhelmed her.

 

She opened her eyes for the first time. Colors. Everything was so vivid, so clear. Since she was still face down, she saw that she threw up bright red blood. Her human blood. Bile rising up in her throat, she threw up again as the two males looked on.

 

 

*** Lets rewind a bit shall we?***

 

So last time, we left off the kitsune and Inu when they just entered Kagome's room. Lets continue from there:

 

Entering the room, they found our beloved miko on the ground, by the mirror. As they entered the room, they felt their bodies pulsate once more and her aura expand. It got so bright, that they had to shield their eyes. When the light died down, what they saw took their breath away.

 

As Sesshoumaru predicted, it was in fact the miko he was looking for. She wore black hakamas, but no top. Instead she had a cloth that bound her breasts, and her creamy alabaster skin was exposed. Yoko licked his lips at this sight. They inspected her further.

 

Her hair was pooled around her in a lovely shade of deep forest green. This made Sesshoumaru frown, because his memory told him that she had black hair, not green, and his memory never proved him wrong. He also noted that her build seemed a bit different as well. But he wasn't too sure due to her position on the ground. Thought he didn't show it, it bothered him a bit.

 

Yoko's mind on the other hand, was spinning. He wondered why he never came across such a beautiful creature before. He could tell by her scent that she wasn't human, but his nose told him she wasn't demon either. At least not wholly a demon, but at the same time, not a hanyou. He gave her a thorough once over with his eyes, liking everything that he saw.

 

Again, by her scent and breathing patterns both demons knew she was unconscious. So Yoko sat down on her bed, and Sesshoumaru remained standing as they waited for her to return to consciousness. After a few moments of waiting curiosity got the better of him and Yoko decided to strike up conversation with the Demon Lord.

 

“My lord, it has been sometime since we last met. How is it that we crossed paths?” Sesshoumaru's head turned in his direction, acknowledging his presence for the first time. Sesshoumaru decided to answer with a question of his own.

 

“Yoko, your still alive? I recently received a report that you were dead.” Yoko frowned at the great Inu's words. What did he mean by that?

 

“If you don't mind my asking, my lord, what do you mean? My body was destroyed a little over five hundred years ago, and I have been recuperating in a human's body since. How could you have recently received a report of my death? Are your sources really that horrible?” it was Sesshoumaru's turn to frown.

 

“What age are we in?” he demanded. Yoko looked at Sesshoumaru's state of dress and the pieces clicked. He almost laughed.

 

“Ah, my lord, I think I see what has happened. I believe you are in the future, how far, I am not exactly sure, because I don't know what era it was that you came from. I knew you were powerful, but how the hell did you manage this one?” he laughed lightly.

 

To say the least, Sesshoumaru was shocked. Both eyebrows rose in astonishment. The future? So that is where this mysterious girl was from? He looked back down at the comatose miko still on the floor. It all made sense. All of those strange clothes she wore, all of those foreign foods she fed her traveling companions. Even all those weird things she used that produced strange music, and lights, or cooking utensils. It was so obvious, how could he not see it before? He looked around the room for the first time. It was so strange. Nothing in the room resembled anything from his time. Everything made sense. Looking back at Yoko he nodded to show that he understood.

 

While Sesshoumaru was contemplating this, and was restraining himself from touching absolutely everything around him, Yoko was left to his own thoughts.

 

~So he must have came from the past. How is it that he transcended time?~

 

Silence.

 

This scared Yoko a bit. Kurama was NEVER silent. It was his freaking body for crying out loud. But, he realized, it wasn't Kurama's body he was in right now. It was his own.

 

~So Suuichi, you must be suppressed. But how did this happen?~

 

Looking back at the beauty on the floor he wondered at what limit her power went to.

 

Both demons were pulled out of their inner musings when the heard the stunning creature whimper, roll over, and promptly began to hurl gallons of blood. She continued throwing up the bright red blood until it seemed that she shouldn't have any left in her body. Groaning, she put her forehead on her hands, trying to control her senses.

 

Kagome was in such agony. the sounds, smells, tastes, and sighs were just too much for her. She kept her eyes closed, to help reduce the oncoming headache. Regulating her breathing, she tried to control what her senses received. Grabbing a tendril of her power she wrapped it around herself and used it as a blanket of sorts. Opening her eyes once more, she as glad to find that she was able to keep her bearings. Looking down she saw that she was still kneeling in a pool of her own blood. Ewww. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, smearing the blood across her chin, and sat back on her ankles, trying to keep her breathing steady. She glanced over to the mirror by her side; curious as to what demon qualities she inherited so far.

 

An angles face looked back at her. Her skin seemed a bit fairer than before. Her features were a bit sharper. She could see that her hair was longer and a deep forest green. She ran a hand a hand through the silky locks, caking blood into it. Removing her hand from the now-sticky locks she looked at her hands. Her fingers seemed longer, but no claws yet. She looked back into the mirror and bared her teeth. Nope, no fangs yet either. She looked at her neck. It seemed that her power was successfully hiding all her new markings as well. Good, then I wont have to explain everything to everyone yet.

 

Satisfied with her once over of herself Kagome nodded and looked herself in the eyes… and paused. Her eyes: she now possessed the ice-cold stare of the beautiful dragon. They were the same steel-silver color, ringed in molten gold. She shivered, afraid of her own soul piercing eyes.

 

She was brought out of her musings when she saw something move in the corner of the mirror.

 

Whirling around, Kagome came face to face with the people who woke her up for the first time. Who she saw made her blood run cold.

 

Sesshoumaru.

 

Sesshoumaru was standing in her room! Kagome panicked. This was the chance her newly founded inner beast was waiting for. It immediately broke free from its confines within her mind, and sprung to life.

 

Sesshoumaru and Yoko looked on as her piercing silver eyes began to bleed red, and her scent change to that of fear. The same thing passed through both of their minds. Oh shit.

 

Knowing there would be a major issue if she transformed within the Ningenkai, Yoko scooped up the panicking miko and jumped out the window, Sesshoumaru in tow. Now that he was so close to her, Yoko could feel her aura clash with itself as she fought to regain her sanity.

 

Once he was outside, Sesshoumaru realized how big and close together all the buildings were, and how large of a population the humans were. There will be nowhere for her to transform.

 

The bundle in Yoko's arms began to fight back at him, trying to get free. Not knowing what to do, Sesshoumaru glared at Yoko as if asking him where to go.

 

Yoko watched as she began her seemingly first transformation, due to her lack of control over her blood beast. He knew that Koenma would be up his ass if he allowed a transformed demon to traipse across Ningenkai. Seeing no other option, the fox used all his strength and created a rip in the barrier between the worlds and jumped in.

 

Sesshoumaru made way to follow, but was violently forced back. Not liking being refused something he waned, he forced his way through the portal. He grabbed ahold of something which felt like a fabric of some sort, and used it to pull himself through the portal…. And found himself in a very sticky situation.

 

 

oOo lets be evil and only folly Yoko ^.^ oOo

 

Not landing on his feet, Yoko rolled, cradling the beautiful girl to his chest. He had successfully gotten into the Makai. Exhausted from the effort of opening a portal himself, Yoko laid back in the grass to catch his breath for a moment. It was very short lived.

 

He immediately jumped to his feet and looked around as to where in Makai he was. Looking up he saw that the sky was a brilliant shade of blue... but was beginning to bleed red.

 

~What the hell does all this mean!?~

 

Seeing a cave nearby he picked up the writhing girl and darted into it. Hastily plopping her on the floor he placed a barrier across the mouth of the cave. He could hear the girl snarling behind him. He threw his hands in his hair and pulled out a bunch of tiny seeds. Urging them to grow he began to devise a plan on how to restrain her. The seeds grew into long vines and embedded themselves into the ground. They crept along the floor and covered the walls and barrier.

 

Inner beast not liking the new threat, the girl bared her dull teeth at him. He slowly raised his hands, palms out to try and show her he didn't want to do anything to her. Her blood shot eyes flicked between the still lengthening vines and him. Once they got within reaching distance, her hands shot forward to try and claw them apart. No luck. She still didn't possess claws. Confused at her inability to destroy, the beast paused for a moment and looked at its hand in question.

 

This was his only chance. Pouring his power into the vines he made them rush in and grab her in her moment of distraction. They wound around her arms and legs effectively restraining her. Snarling, she struggled against her bonds. She was not happy. Not happy at all.

 

Yoko sat on the floor, a bit exhausted.

 

~I haven't used that much energy in years~ he was absolutely drained. He looked up at the beauty tangles in his vines… and was immediately turned on. Groaning, he licked his lips and took in the sight.

 

Her hair was a bit disheveled from her struggle. Her breasts heaved as she panted from the effort of trying to break free. Her lips looked so red, and inviting. Yoko bit his lip as he felt heat begin to pool in his lower abdomen. He wanted her so badly, and he didn't even know her, let alone her name!

 

~I'll find all that out later. That isn't important right now.~ watching her every move Yoko frowned when he felt his body become a bit numb. ~I guess I used more energy than I thought.~

 

This was his last thought as he passed out on the vine-covered cave floor.

 

 

 

Authors note: I'm sorry for taking so long to get this out. I cut this chap in half, so I can have another post soon. I will get that up as soon as I'm done typing it out. I've been uber busy, between the rents getting divorced, school work, crew practice, and just random shit that life brings me, so I am happy just to get this finally posted.

 

I've been getting a lot of positive feedback, so I'm happy. Thanks to Idychaos for the first helpful bit of constructive criticism, I kept you in mind as I wrote this chap.

 

Like I said before, my pairings aren't set in stone, so it really depends on where the plot takes me, and what people suggest as they review.

 

**I am not planning on making this a Yuusuke/ Kagome fic though. ***

 

I'm sorry to all those who like that pairing, but its probably gonna b a Kag/ Sess/ Yoko/ Kurama/ Hiei. One of those, or all of them is still yet to be decided, but like I said, we shall see.

 

Oh, and this really is my first fanfic I ever wrote, so constructive criticism is always appreciated. And, as always, review, Review, REVIEW! I don't know how my story is unless someone tells me