InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Ultimatum ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

 

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Oh, how sweet his hunger was. Oh the agony to have the blood drip down his hands. To wallow in it would be his greatest dream. If only he could have the blood. Sweet, sweet blood. The only thing denied him.

 

How he desired to taste it, to lick up the salt and copper tang. One bite, one slice of his teeth, and he would be bathed in desires.

 

God, the temptation. He lay in bed with her, spooned together. Sex lingered in the air around them.

 

He ran a hand over her shoulder and down her back, lovingly caressing the enticing flesh. He could feel the blood pumping beneath his hand, sending life blood to her.

 

Oh, God, the temptation.

 

His hand moved lower, caressing over her back, moving past her sweet, full ass, down to her legs. Right between them rested what he wanted.

 

One of the sweetest places to take blood from.

 

Should it be the neck, her wrists, her thigh? Each was equally sweet, each held his attention, and each was his for the taking.

 

Oh, the choices. He leaned forward and placed his lips on her long, graceful neck. What a beautiful neck she had. He could see the beat of a pulse, feel it pressing upon his lips. He laid a gentle kiss directly above his desires.

 

He would hate to ravage the neck. It would ruin one of her best features.

 

Perhaps the wrist. He gently held one up for his inspection. A small murmur of distaste went through him. They were too slight, too bony, for his taste. One bite and he would be through it. He wanted to be able to bite down and have flesh between his teeth, flavoring the sweet, sweet blood that would be pouring into his mouth and down his throat.

 

That left her thigh, then. It would be for the best. After all, he had already spent a good amount of time down there tonight. What better to finish than where he had started?

 

He slowly laid her back onto the bed, still sleeping from the vigorous workout he had given her.

 

Oh she was beautiful. Her black hair cushioned her head and framed her face. She had the most beautiful blue eyes. It was probably for the best that he could not see them now, could not be enticed away. Or filled with guilt.

 

His eyes blatantly roved down her body, taking in full, luscious breasts, a trim waist, and long, long shapely legs. God, her legs.

 

He slowly settled himself between them, spreading them slightly. She was still damp from their lovemaking. He could smell their lingering scents all over her.

 

He placed his hands directly on her thighs, right above where he would be feasting. He slowly spread her legs apart, just far enough for his mouth to go down and linger.

 

He leaned down. He hesitated right above her skin, feeling the pulsing, pounding blood. It would be so sweet, the finest he had ever had.

 

He lunged down and struck, hitting the vein perfectly. He savaged her with his mouth, his fangs.

 

Oh, God, he could taste it already, the blood pouring into his mouth.

 

He could feel it dripping down the sides of his mouth, staining his mouth and neck red. The waste didn't matter - there was so much more to take, an entire body to drain.

 

He began to drink. He suckled the flesh, letting it flow down his throat, into his stomach. It was a feast. He could never have enough.

 

Within seconds, it seemed as if he were full. He opened his eyes, and looked up. She was still so ethereal, not yet awake. It was a wonder that she could sleep through the damage. But then, he had been as gentle as he could.

 

Really, it would only be a matter of time before she awoke. He crawled back up to her, taking her limp body in his arms. He rearranged her against his body, once again spooning her. Only a matter of time.

 

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Hiei jerked and sat upright.

 

He trailed his hand across his mouth and down his neck. He assured himself of the lack of blood, just as he always did.

 

This wasn't the first time had had this dream - it wasn't even the second. It continued to perpetuate the little sleep he took.

 

What was the meaning? Yeah, sure, he was a demon, but it wasn't like he craved blood in the sensual sense that the dreams kept giving him. He may want blood in the form of destruction, but that was it.

 

At least until the dreams. During the dreams, he craved blood so badly that he was willing to do anything. Just like he did to the girl. The feeling was beginning to linger as he woke up.

 

And damn if it wasn't with that girl again. Just who the hell was she?

 

Were the dreams even his dreams? He had been having trouble with the Jagan lately. Flaring up, trying to break loose, sending him to unknown places. Was it the same demon as before that had tried to manipulate him? This didn't reek of the same thing, the same malevolence, but anything was possible. It wasn't like there were that many people trying to manipulate him at the same time.

 

Hopefully, the manipulations were failing. He didn't need that type of bloodlust coming out in his real life. There were enough weak, pathetic people out there that he could suck dry no problem. There was no telling the danger he would be if he suddenly just started killing people. Koenma would have to kill him then.

 

Speaking of Koenma, Hiei wondered if the god had gotten anxious enough to grant him his favor. He knew that there would be few to no references of any spiders in the past. The one time it was used, the symbol had been contaminated beyond belief in the eyes of the people.

 

Hopefully, he had gotten worried. Hiei would just love to have a favor from the little twerp. No telling when he would need saving from the noose. Although, that time seemed to be coming up soon.

 

Hiei sighed. He rubbed his face slightly, trying to wake up more fully.

 

Mayhap it was time to go see Koenma.

 

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“Ok, Kagome. Tell it to me straight.” Yusuke, Kuwabara and Kagome were all sitting at the kitchen table. Kagome was currently receiving the infamous version of the evil eye: the Urameshi eye. She shifted uncomfortably in the chair.

 

“Well… it's kind of a long story…”

 

“We'll wait,” Yusuke said dryly. Kuwabara nodded his agreement. He didn't have anything more interesting to do for the day. And if this would give him an edge over Hiei, he would take it. The little man was always so insufferable to him.

 

Kagome let the air she had been holding escape. “Ok… To start off, there's this guy.”

 

“Yeah, I know. Souta told me that he was that cause of all your problems.”

 

Her eyes opened slightly. “He told you? What did he say?”

 

Yusuke noted her slight panic, but answered anyways with a shrug. “He said they had no idea who the guy was, but he would have gladly beaten him up if he had known.”

 

Kagome looked down for a moment. She had the sweetest brother ever. Yusuke wouldn't know that Souta loved Inuyasha. He idolized him. With no strong male in the house, Souta had had to rely on Grandpa for masculine comparison. At least until Inuyasha came along. She remembered all the times that she would come home and find him begging to be told stories. It had made his week the few times that Inuyasha had come through the well.

 

“Ok, then. We got involved. It wasn't anything physical, per se. I liked him, but he was always too dense to notice. And he kind of had this other girlfriend. So, I hung out with him a lot, and a group of our friends. And then this other guy came… I'm not sure from where…” She trailed off for a moment. This didn't exactly sound believable. And if she didn't make it sound more realistic, Yusuke would never believe her story. But it wasn't like she could just tell him about time traveling. He would never believe her, might even have her committed. Suicide and delusions, the perfect combination. “And, well… and he was from a gang!” she said in a moment of inspiration. “My guy didn't like this guy,” she substituted in. She couldn't give out a name. If she did, Yusuke would hunt some poor, random loser down and beat the shit out of him for no reason - at least no reason related to her. “So, they decided to fight it out. And - and, during the fight, some bad stuff happened, and I just got really depressed. You know?”

 

Even to her ears that sounded lame. But then again, maybe to a punk like Yusuke, gangs and fighting sounded perfectly normal. And any good girl could get caught up in some bad guy…

 

Yusuke nodded slowly. “Ok, Kagome.” He looked her straight in the eye. “That is complete bull shit. What do you take us for? Simpletons?”

 

Kagome's jaw dropped. “Uhh…”

 

“No, don't answer that. Kagome, we know you have spiritual powers. Mayhap it is time for you to tell me the real story. And I doubt gangs are involved.”

 

Well, damn if he was smarter than he looked. “Uh, Yusuke… I don't know -”

 

Both Yusuke's and Kuwabara's communicators went off. With a bit of inventive swearing, Yusuke picked his up.

 

“What?” he snapped out.

 

“Yusuke,” piped up a tiny voice. “We need you to come in. As soon as possible.”

 

“Yeah, yeah,” he grunted. Just what he needed. Another interruption.

 

Kagome was looking at his communicator with a look of thanks clearly on her face. She had just been saved by the oddest looking cell phone she had ever seen. But in a situation like this, she was not one to complain. Thank god for cell phones.

 

Yusuke stood up. “I can see how much you don't want to finish this, Kagome, but don't think we are done. As soon as Kuwabara and I come back - no, wait,” he said eyeing her and the door, “As soon as all three of us come back, we are picking up right where we left off.”

 

Kagome nodded glumly. Stupid cell phones. They couldn't even create enough of a diversion for her. See if she would get one now…

 

Kuwabara put a friendly hand on her shoulder. “I think you might come to realize that we'll understand more than you think, Kagome.” Contrary to what Yusuke thought, Kuwabara had a hunch that she knew nothing of the Spirit Worlds. She didn't seem to have any extra energy floating around her right now, either. And why would she tell a somewhat believable story to them if she knew all about them?

 

In any case, the cat would be out of the bag soon, so to speak.

 

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Hiei put his hands square on the desk, and leaned forward menacingly. “It is now or never, Koenma. Either give me my favor, and I tell you all that I know of this spider, or you flounder around on you own.”

 

Koenma leaned back into his chair. “Now, Hiei…”

 

“NOW, Koenma!” Koenma gave a slight jerk at the shout.

 

“I - I found a reference to a spider in a journal, by a monk, and I think it might give me a clue. All I need is time, and then…”

 

“And why,” interrupted Hiei, “would I give you the time? I want the favor, remember. More time means less chance that I get my favor.”

 

“Well,” tittered Koenma. “Why don't we just take a moment to talk about this…” he was frantically looking everywhere in the room but at Hiei.

 

Slowly a rumble built in Hiei's chest. “Koenma,” he growled out.

 

The door to the office slammed open, and Koenma breathed a huge sigh of relief. Thank god he had called for the others right before Hiei had come. He had no idea how to go about stalling for that favor.

 

The three spirit detectives walked into the room en masse. Koenma was just about to call out to them when he saw one last figure straggle in, mouth agape and eyes wide.

 

“YUSUKE URAMESHI! You can't bring just anyone you please into this office!”

 

Yusuke strutted forward, hands in his pockets. “Relax, Toddler. This is my cousin, the one that was attacked. We were just about to discuss what had happened to her when you interrupted. Unfortunately, I can't really leave her on her own right now, so I had to bring her.”

 

Koenma sat back in the chair and ground his teeth together. Damn insubordinate detective…

 

Kurama moved forward to keep the peace. “What did you need us for, Koenma? And what is Hiei doing here already?” That last question he hadn't really needed to ask. Kurama could already guess the answer from the way the demi-god was squirming. Hiei was probably calling in his favor.

 

He took a closer look at his comrade. Hiei hadn't taken his eyes off of Koenma. They seemed to be throwing daggers at the smaller man. Kurama also saw him grinding his teeth together. The hybrid normally did not have tendencies like such. He frowned. Quite a few strange occurrences had been going on around his friend lately. He hoped that nothing was adversely affecting.

 

“Koenma…” ground out Hiei.

 

Koenma jerked back to look at him. “Well now, Hiei. You'll just have to wait a minute - we have a guest.”

 

And he promptly hopped off of his chair and ran over to Kagome.

 

“Kagome Higurashi, I presume. I'm sorry I have not been able to meet you conscious, but things have been awfully busy here lately.”

 

Kagome was distracted from gazing at the angry man across from the desk when Koenma began pumping her hand up and down and talking to her. That man looked so familiar to her, if he would just turn a little more to the side… Wait conscious?

 

“What do you mean conscious?”

 

Koenma stuttered to a halt in his greetings at this. “Didn't Yusuke tell you?”

 

Kagome turned icy eyes to her cousin. After that whole spiel about telling everything to each other he hadn't bothered to tell her of an event where she was unconscious and meeting new people? Oh, he so had payback coming.

 

Yusuke swallowed visibly and turned around nonchalantly. “We hadn't quite gotten to that part yet in the discussion.”

 

“Yusuke Urameshi! After all that you said -”

 

Kagome's tirade was cut in half by one word.

 

“You.”

 

“What?” She turned around at the venomous proclamation.

 

The man at the desk was looking at her, eyes narrowed.

 

“You.”

 

Kagome took a step back from him. She had never seen such anger before. It practically had an aura of its own, swirling around him as it was.

 

“Yusuke…”

 

“Hiei, what are you talking about? What's going on?”

 

Kagome's eyes widened as she got a good look at the man glaring at her. “It's you,” she whispered.

 

Yusuke threw up his hands. “Ok, so you two know each other. We've established that. How the hell do you two know each other?”

 

All eyes were trained on the two, waiting for a response. Kurama's eyes were watching Hiei closely. The man was not acting normally. He kept clenching and releasing his hands. There was a slight tremble of his body that he was hiding from the others remarkably well. If he hadn't been so focused on Hiei, he wouldn't have even noticed it.

 

“He - You -” She didn't know who to address first. She decided to take the offensive. “How dare you invade my dreams!”

 

Astonished looks passed between the viewers of the budding argument.

 

“Me?” snarled Hiei. “You have been in my dreams, you damnable woman!”

 

Kagome gasped. “I don't even know how to invade dreams, you stupid demon.”

 

“You lie!”

 

“I am not lying!” She twisted her head to Yusuke. “Tell him, Yusuke. You know as well as I do that I could never do something like that.”

 

Yusuke stiffened. He was screwed now. He had wanted her to confide in him, but if he spilled her secret now, she would be too pissed off to even talk. Oh well. He was pretty sure that Hiei wouldn't be invading dreams without a reason - especially those of young, human females. He wasn't a lech, and he probably knew every possible thought that could be had with the help of the Jagan, so chances were he wouldn't be invading Kagome's head. But then again, Kagome had never met Hiei, so why would she invade his mind - if she could, that was. Yusuke stood there a minute debating.

 

His silence was damning.

 

“Yusuke!” shouted an outraged Kagome. “You're supposed to defend me!”

 

Hiei smirked. “So it is you, then. I should have hunted you down and gotten rid of you from the start. Then I wouldn't be having any of these problems.”

 

Yusuke's face got red at hearing the threat from Hiei.

 

“You won't touch her, Hiei!”

 

Hiei smirked again and took a step towards her.

 

The Jagan flared.

 

Kagome jerked back as Hiei hissed with the pain. A purple glow radiated outwards from the bandanna covering his third eye.

 

He lifted murderous eyes to her frightened ones.

 

“It was you all along, then. You're the one trying to control the Jagan. I'll kill you where you stand, human.”

 

Hiei unsheathed his sword. Yusuke leaned forward to stand in front of Kagome. Kurama lunged to stop Hiei.

 

The door banged open.

 

The room's occupants froze at the sudden interruption.

 

Ogre stumbled in, getting extremely nervous at the tension riding the air.

 

He looked around with wide eyes for a moment.

 

“What is it, Ogre?” shouted Koenma.

 

“Erm, Sir, an urgent package just arrived. It was bid to see you as soon as possible.” The ogre held out a small white box, the size to hold a ring.

 

Koenma huffed and marched up to the ogre. Damn servants interrupting all the time.

 

He hurriedly grabbed the box and threw off the cap.

 

Everyone waited for something to be said. Koenma simply stood there and looked down at the box.

 

“Koenma,” spoke up Kurama. “What is in the box?”

 

Yusuke went over and grabbed the box. He snarled at the contents.

 

Inside was the tip of a pinky, from the tip to the end of the nail, nicely trimmed and coated in a clear polish.