InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Those We Leave Behind ❯ Mr. Magic Hands ( Chapter 25 )
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Those We Leave Behind
Chapter Twenty-Five
Mr. Magic Hands
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Although he would never admit it, Hiei was weak. He felt helpless and powerless. Koenma had restarted to send him on missions again, but only if accompanied by another member of the team. He didn't so much mind the Detective, but the Fox while undergoing his bout of sexual frustration, and the love-sick Monkey daydreaming about his `true love' was rather unbearable.
It was humiliating having to patrol with a creature that was so inferior to himself as the baboon. The idiot had no value whatsoever. No matter. All Hiei had to do was endure his current affliction for a few more hours. Kagome had promised him she would restore him to his true power if he would see Yukina again.
Hiei was not surprised at her reaction to his treatment of his sister. Although Kagome had been touched by his willingness to protect her, she felt appalled at the manner of doing so. Wanting to shield your family from the scorn and torment you had suffered for a lifetime was quite noble. However, scaring your innocent little sister witless to be sure she'd stay away was not the best way to do it.
Being human now and more susceptible to human sentiment, he decided to rectify his harsh treatment.
Who knew? She just might forgive him.
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The danger room, where all battle plans and attack strategies for the Western Lands were created, was only occupied by three solitary individuals. The darkness that had hidden the room for quite some time had vanished when one of the servants had opened the drapes for the first time in several years. One who had not seen it three hours ago would never have recognized the room. That person would never have seen the caked-on dust that cover all the furniture. Now, all the wood had been polished and shone brightly.
The air that had been musty and old had been aired out and now smelled clean and fresh.
None of the occupants in the room, however, were concerned with the state of cleanliness of the room. They had more important issues plaguing their belabored minds.
As part of the long-standing alliance, Kouga met with Sesshoumaru in regards to Rin. Not only did the two leaders have a united front against common enemies, but Kouga also had vested interest in the fate of the princess.
“Okay, so we know the fox that took her is in the human realm with at least one slave. We know we can't get into the human realm because we are not human. And we know we can get no help from dog-breath. Does that sum things up?”
“Quite nicely.”
“So what do we do about it Sesshoumaru? This is an obvious violation of the agreement made with dog-breath's whelp. Do we declare war or simply get your girl back?”
“And let such a humiliation tarnish the house of my father? Never. I expect full retribution for the actions taken against my house, intentional or not.”
“See that boy!” Kouga called to the approximately 200 year-old cub at his side. “That was the Old Sesshoumaru peaking through. He hasn't been this way since...since the days of the Shikon no Tama.” Although the display lightened his heart, Kouga returned to all seriousness and addressed Sesshoumaru, “I think Katomaru is ready Sesshoumaru.”
The boy, who was no longer a boy, but a young adult in his own right, stepped forward with an angry tug at his lips. “Don't worry, Lord Sesshoumaru. I'll bring your daughter home.”
“You had better.”
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Kagome had been so glad to come across Genkai. Her presence meant they must have done it. Miroku and Sango had actually married. Kagome felt a little sadness as well. Although they had gotten together like she wanted, she would never see it. She would never bathe again with Sango. She would never see if Miroku was changed by married life. She would never see the beautiful swelling of a pregnant Sango. She would never become jealous of Sango for having it all.
She couldn't help but feel cheated. Why couldn't that come to her? Maybe the stars were just against her...again.
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Things were bad.
The Queen of the East had just been informed that Sesshoumaru had found his Queen. That just wouldn't do for that bitch to come back after all this time, after she had worn him down into near submission.
Didn't he see that she was the only logical choice for a queen?! After all, she had his child. She would kill to feel his taut, sinewy body over her again. Hell, she'd even destroyed his engagement.
That bitch's coming back would not wreck the plans she had worked so hard on. It was time to get what she wanted, once and for all.
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“Oh! That feels so good,” Kagome moaned as Yusuke's hands roamed over her aching body. “Don't stop! Oh! I think I-”
“ Kurama said if you're still able to think, I ain't doing this right.” He shifted his attentions from her upper body to lower and back up again, rotating between fast and slow movements, rough and soft movements, endearing and invigorating movements.
“What are you doing to me?” Kagome felt all the tension leave her body. “My God! Yusuke you're amazing! Where did you learn that?!”
He gave her an indignant stare. “I had to. With as many fights as I get into, I had to learn how to massage muscles to heal faster so I could kick more ass!”
She sat up, giggled at his hubris and replied, “Is there some way I could trade that mouth for another set of those hands? Then my life would be perfect.”
“Hey! If I didn't have this mouth, I wouldn't be able to do this.” He leaned in close to brush his lips to hers.
Kagome mentally retracted her statement. She didn't need to trade. Right now, her life is just fine the way it is.
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