InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Ultimatum ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )

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Ultimatum
Chapter 13
Boxing King

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Cool stuff. Slowly cruising along the story. Sorry this one took a while, been busy with school and work. The story of everyone’s life. Ah well. Read and Enjoy. And pretty please review. The more reviews I get, the faster these babies come out due to the motivation. :D Also, check out my blog for random comments and updates on the story in between chapters. http://boxingking-wordsofwisdomonwriting.blogspot.com For mediaminer.org, this might not be formatted correctly since I had to use notepad on my computer to post this. I am having trouble posting a chapter using Word 2007. Mediaminer does not support the file, I guess. Anyone have any advice on how to fix this problem, please leave a comment and tell me. Thanks.

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Hiei’s mouth descended on hers viciously. Kagome didn’t care. She pushed back with just as much force. Her tongue ran along his lips, demanding entrance. His snarl of acquiescence was muted as his tongue eagerly thrust into her mouth. Kagome let out a low moan, her hands moving up to tangle in his hair. His hands went to the small of her back, jerking her against his body. His erection was nestled perfectly in the v of her legs, rubbing pointedly against her.

Kagome bit lightly down on his lip, tugging slightly. With a growl, he jerked away, her teeth lightly slicing his inner lip. He drew back sharply, blood welling in his mouth.

His chest heaved with his sharp intakes of breath. His eyes were slits as he tried to take back control of the situation. His eyes focused on her swollen lips, rosy and trembling as she did her best to breathe normally. Hiei convulsively swallowed, looking at her, swallowing a trail of his own blood.

With a low moan, he moved to her neck. He hovered over the pulse, enjoying the sensation of the rapid beat against his lips. He let his lips fall, sucking delicately. His teeth grazed flesh slightly as she let her neck fall back, giving him better access.

Shifting his stance slightly, hands moving up her back, Hiei trailed down to her collarbone. He ran his tongue along the bone, moving lower.

Kagome fisted her hands in his hair and pulled him back up to face her. She let her eyes focus on his for just a moment before pulling him down for a kiss. She started gentle, lips pressed lightly against his. He increased the pressure, until his teeth were pushing painfully against her lips. A small whimper escaped her.

Hiei let out a ragged moan, roughly grabbing her, and forcing her against the wall. He knelt down slightly, putting his face flush against her chest. He firmly grabbed a nipple through the fabric of her shirt with his teeth, pulling slightly. He let his tongue roll across the nipple, feeling it tighten and peak in his mouth.

He let his hands move up under the t-shirt, moving along the curves of her waist. He slowly moved one hand over her other breast, lightly circling the nipple. His fingers began a slow rotation, and Kagome’s soft moan filled the room. Moving his mouth away from her nipple, he lifted the shirt the rest of the way up in a quick motion, tossing it over her head.

He stood staring for just a moment, looking at the beauty before him. Kagome held up her hand as an invitation, waiting for him to come to her.

He leaned forward, eyes rolled up to watch her reaction as he took her nipple into his mouth once more. His other hand smoothed down her soft stomach, stopping at the edge of her jeans. Not daring to break eye contact, Kagome froze and waited for his next move.

His fingers flicked the button open with a swift twist. His fingers hooked beneath the rim of her jeans, swiftly moving down. He slid a finger along her folds, conscious of the wetness slicking his finger.

He moved forward slightly, and slipped a finger up inside of her.

Kagome cried out at the sensation.

A purple light filled the room, brightening painfully.

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Kagome jerked awake with a wrench of fear. Her room was silent, shrouded in darkness. The only thing she could her was the tick of the clock. Her previous excitement was overcome with the new ominous sensation that was tightening her gut with apprehension.

As far she could tell, the rest of the house was silent. The clock said one in the morning – surely, by now, everyone else would be in bed. Everyone had rendezvoused at Yusuke’s house, where there would be no interruptions from the outside world. Her aunt was out drinking again, and wouldn’t stumble in until sometime in the afternoon today.

They had been planning strategies when she had begged off and gone to bed. It hadn’t been that much of a bother for her to leave the group – her contributions could be summed at as nil.

She shifted to the edge of the bed, throwing the covers back. Her gut was one tight sensation. In the past, fighting demons had given her an instinct. In no way was it as honed as Inuyasha’s, or even Sango’s or Miroku’s, but it was still there. She had slowly been learning to go with her instincts when they had been attacked for the last time. The reason they had been taken was quite simply due to the fact that she had not gone by her instincts.

She would not make that mistake this time.

Primal as it was, against all the logic screaming in her head, she would follow it. Surely, nothing could be going wrong right now, what with three demons and two additional fighters in the house, ready for anything. The two demons had an edge that Inuyasha had not had, young as he was. They didn’t seem to the type to let something slip past them.

Slowly, with a creak of the floor boards, Kagome stood. Straining her ears, trying to hear whatever could be giving her this feeling, she slipped a hand beneath her mattress. Her hand closed upon the butcher knife she had swipped from Yusuke’s kitchen. With her powers gone for the time being, she had felt it of the utmost importance to have some kind of protection.

Kagome silently moved towards the door. While not the best at silent attacks, she could at least hold back from making obvious sound. Of course, it was probably a demon, which probably meant they’d hear her anyways.

Oh well. Not like there was a whole hell of a lot she could do if that was the case.

She cracked the door slowly, doing her best to muffle any of the tell-tale squeaks. The hallway was empty, light off and all doors closed.

Hesitating for a moment, she decided to start her quick search in the kitchen – the room closest to the front door. She wasn’t going to try opening any of the bedroom doors first. Most likely, she would wake everyone up. That thought gave her pause. Why would everyone be sleeping at Yusuke’s? And where would they be sleeping? She and Yusuke shared a bedroom, so for him to not be there, he would most likely have to be up. It wasn’t like he’d crash on the couch. That couch was the most uncomfortable thing in the world.

Two bedroom doors, one occupied by her, and a bathroom – where exactly was everyone?

Her gut gave a slight twinge. Ignoring the questions, assuming there was a logical reason and she’d get to it eventually, Kagome continued on to the kitchen. A faint light began to shine the closer she got, emanating from around the corner.

Kagome edged up, slowly creeping towards the corner. She crouched slightly, and adjusted her grip on the knife. Her head was in turmoil: half of her was freaking out, screaming about how she was not good enough to fight anyone; the other was calm, calculated and empty. She had given herself over to the instinct, to that primitive survival gene that was slowly being bred out of humans. If she listened at all to that logical, human self, she would lose it. Her hands would begin to shake, growing sweaty, losing their grip on the knife. And she wouldn’t be able to go around that corner. Kagome tuned out the logic, letting that screaming voice grow faint in her own mind.

She slowly edged her head around the corner, trying to see the intruder before it saw her. A figure was sitting at the table, hunched over slightly, long dark hair covering its back.

A niggling little idea came to the back of her head, but Kagome ignored it, ignoring the logic associated with it.

The intruder turned around, eyes hunting her own, pinning her to the wall she was crouched against. Red met brown.

Her head was screaming, shouting wordless sounds at her. Her grip on the knife loosened, palms becoming sweaty.

NO!

NO! She would not let this happen again! Kagome clutched the knife harder, digging the ridges into her palm, letting the pain bring her back to some semblance of a reality.

Kagome let her lips curl back, baring her teeth.

He smiled, lips set in a sardonic grin. “Ah, Kagome. It has been a while, hasn’t it.”

“Naraku.”

He wagged a finger in her direction. “Now Kagome, you sound less than thrilled to see me. And me, back from the dead.” He raised his hands up. “Do I get no appreciation?”

“What do you want?”

He gave a slight chuckle. “You are learning. You grasped the situation quickly this time. Not, what am I doing here, but what do I want.” His eyes narrowed slightly, dropping the charming façade. “You know there is no bargaining with me, Kagome. No reasoning. It’s how you ended up back here, all alone, trying to kill yourself.”

The arm holding the knife gave an involuntary jerk. Naraku barked out a laugh. “However did you manage to fail that as well?”

“What – do – you – want?” Stay focused. Don’t let him distract.

“I have something that you want, that that pathetic group you are hanging around wants. And you, dear Kagome, have something that I want.” He gave her a penetrating look. “And even after all these years, I still have not been able to find out how you escaped with it.”

Kagome looked at him. She could not give him the Jewel. Would not give him the Jewel. Just like she hadn’t all those years ago.

“You know, Kagome, if you had given me the Jewel, none of this would have had to happen. Your friends from the past would still be alive. Inuyasha would still be alive.” He paused, letting what he was saying sink in. “Do you remember how he died Kagome? Calling your name.”

She could hear screaming in the back of her head again. Her hand was beginning to shake. She could hear him calling to her. She could hear it all, just like it was yesterday.

He would still be alive if it hadn’t been for the Jewel.

“Are you willing to sacrifice them again, Kagome. You have these new people in your life. You have family here. Your mother, Kagome. Can you imagine her screams of pain. And your little brother. He would cry like the child that he is, squealing in pain. I can taste the blood on my hands, just like I did all those years ago.” He raised his finger to his mouth and slowly slid it all the way into his mouth and pulled out, sucking on it the entire time.

“And what of your cousin? How dear is he to you, Kagome? Is he worth the Jewel?” Naraku’s eyes took on a sharp glint. “And your new lover, the halfbreed. You always were attracted to them the most. I bet I would have the most wonderful time breaking him, piece by piece. He’s so… strong.” It was like he tasted the word with his mouth, thinking of all that it could mean to him in the torture room. How much pleasure he could garner from one with so much physical and mental strength.

Kagome didn’t try denying he was her lover. It didn’t matter to her what he thought of Hiei. Instead, Kagome gripped the knife in her hand firmly, and lunged at him. She was energy contained as she threw herself at the demon in front of her, pointing the blade at his heart. She let her fury and pain pour out of her in a fierce cry of battle.

His eyes widened as she flew across the kitchen.

She had him.

She had the bastard.

She missed.

Inches from his heart, he grabbed her wrist and twisted his body, pulling her along with her own momentum. He threw her into the table.

Kagome landed back first, arm held at a painful angle above her head. Naraku landed above her, holding her still with his weight. He gripped her wrist harder, forcing her to let go of the knife from pain.

Naraku was panting from exertion and the adrenaline of the battle. “Tsk, tsk, Kagome. You didn’t think you were fast enough to beat me, did you? Demon, remember?”

“Half, you bastard,” she hissed out.

“Now, Kagome, is that any way to talk to your lover?”

Her eyes widened. What the hell was he talking about?

Naraku’s eyes shifted from red to brown, a soft, loving brown that was intimately familiar to her.

His hair was still black and long, but its texture changed, going from hard and thin to soft and thick. His nose arched a little bit more, showing the aristocratic blood flowing through his veins, lips going full and pouty. His skin grew a little bit darker, holding a slight tan, present from constantly being outside.

“Kagome…” came the hesitant question. “What’s going on?”

Kagome’s voice was but a whisper as she struggled past her suddenly tight throat. “Inuyasha…”

A soft smile flittered across his lips. “Of course.” He lifted a hand and brushed a few strands of hair away from her face.

“You know, Kagome, I haven’t said it in a while.”

She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to prevent the tears that threatened to fall. “Don’t. Please don’t.”

Kagome knew his smile would be wilting in confusion, not understanding the situation right now.

“Why not?” She could hear the surprise lacing his voice. “You know I’ll always love you Kagome. I love you Kagome.”

Tears squeezed out, slowly falling one by one. A sob escaped her throat.

“Kagome?” cried an alarmed Inuyasha. “What’s wrong? What happened?” He gathered her up in his arms and held her. “I’m here for you Kagome. I’ll always be here for you. Tell me what’s wrong. Let me help you.”

Kagome looked into his earnest eyes. “Inu…Inuyasha… Oh, God, I love you, Inuyasha. Please believe me!” She threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, trying to hold onto him.

“Shh… Kagome, I know you love me. It’ll be ok. It’ll all be ok. We’ll defeat Naraku, and then we can be together.”

Kagome stilled at the sound of that name. She came back to herself with a jolt. Slowly, she turned her head and looked into loving, brown eyes. “Inuyasha…?”

“I love you, Kagome,” he whispered tenderly. He ran a finger across her cheek, wiping away the tears still trickling down. He leaned forward and laid a gentle kiss on her cheek. When she didn’t protest, he moved and slowly laid a gentle kiss on her lips. He drew back, a soft smile of wonderment on his face.

“You bitch!” came a hissing snarl.

Kagome jerked at the sudden intrusion upon their moment.

Her eyes flicked to the doorway, into a different pair of red eyes.

“Hiei…” came her horrified whisper.

“I wondered how you knew about Naraku. I knew something was different about you. To think, we let you in on all of our plans just like you were one of us.” He finished speaking and stood waiting in the doorway, waiting for some sort of acknowledgement on her part.

“No. No, Hiei, that isn’t what’s going on.”

“Isn’t it, Kagome?” Kagome turned horrified eyes towards Inuyasha. His voice had gotten deeper, containing a sinister twist. “What’s going on then Kagome? Are you not fraternizing with the enemy?” The voice was different, the face changed back to Naraku’s, but the eyes, they were still Inuyasha’s. He kept his back to Hiei, only letting her see those eyes.

“You see, my dear, everything comes back to haunt us.”

Kagome heard the cold ring of steel as Hiei drew his sword.

“No…” she whispered. Denying what, she didn’t know, but denying something.

With a sudden jerk, Naraku stood and whirled, dragging her with him. She felt the sudden cold touch of a knife at her throat, felt it barely prick her skin, felt the blood beginning to swell and trickle down.

Kagome could see Hiei, still at the doorway, sword drawn and prepared to take that final step and attack.

“Now, now hybrid. Do you really trust the situation to be only what you could see at the doorway?” Kagome shuddered at the flat voice, perfectly willing to kill her to save himself.

Hiei simply stayed quiet, waiting at the doorway.

“I know all about, halfbreed. I know of your speed, your prowess, and the Jagan. I also know how to get out of this situation. Already, your reinforcements are on the way, attracted by your call. They will be distracted the closer they get to this house. I have a few… traps … laid out, waiting to be tripped. I’m sure your friends will oblige me.”

“It doesn’t matter, Naraku. You won’t be able to escape this room, let alone me.”

“Such confidence in such a small package. Is that the way you like your men, Kagome? Overconfident? Do you think that if I took on some of those traits you would like me with the same vigor?” He looked Hiei in the eyes. “Watch how you use her, Hiei. She is the key to saving the pathetic human I have in my grasp.”

“Try and escape, Naraku. I could use the entertainment.”

Kagome felt Naraku tense behind her, and she widened her eyes, hoping to give Hiei the early warning.

He threw her at the smaller demon and ran.

Hiei swerved around her flying body and lunged at Naraku. He raised his sword to slice through his back, inches from his target. Kagome knocked into him, tackling him to the floor. Naraku lunged out the kitchen window and disappeared. Hiei forcefully threw her off of him, and Kagome slammed into the wall. She lay there, stunned for a moment, trying to regain her bearings.

Hiei turned from facing the window, trying to find Naraku in the darkness.

He stalked up to Kagome and grabbed her around the throat, slamming her into the wall.

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?” he shouted into her face. His eyes were beginning to glow purple as his anger and frustration leaked out.

Kagome’s face turned red as she tried to breathe past the chokehold.

“HIEI! What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Put Kagome down!” Yusuke stood in the doorway, staring the smaller demon down.

Hiei released his grip and Kagome collapsed to the floor, trying to suck in air as fast as she could.

“She is a traitor!” Hiei pointed at her with his sword.

“What the fuck are you talking about, Hiei? Kagome isn’t a traitor.”

“She was kissing up to Naraku in the kitchen, Yusuke. I almost killed the bastard when she stopped me.” He glared down at Kagome to make his point.

Kurama and Kuwabara framed Yusuke in the doorway.

“I’m sure there is an explanation, Hiei,” spoke Kurama.

“No,” stated Yusuke. “There doesn’t need to be an explanation. Hiei is mistaken about what he saw. There is no way Kagome would have done what you said, Hiei.”

Hiei sneered at the Detective. “So now you stand by her. You take her word over mine. Me, who has fought by your side for years. You don’t know what she has been up to over the years, Yusuke. I’m sure she has changed from that docile, weak human you once loved.”

Yusuke lunged at the smaller man, tackling him to the floor. His right fist hit Hiei in the face, swinging his head the side. Hiei grunted and head butt Yusuke, sending him reeling back. A swift kick to the gut had Yusuke on his back. Hiei ran at him, preparing to continue the battle when Kagome spoke, stilling everyone in the room.

“He’s right, Yusuke. I am a traitor. And I should be punished as such.”