Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ The Evil In Us All ❯ Night Part 1 ( Chapter 17 )

A/n: All right, here's where I grovel in shame. *quickly gets on the ground on knees* I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY! I had severe writer's block and school, social life, family, etc weren't helping me out any.

 

I had the whole chapter written, in truth, about two weeks ago. I looked over it and my jaw dropped when I realized that I had just spent five days and EIGHT NOTEBOOK PAGES describing their clothes! For the love of carbs! So, I had to start over.

 

KATHI~ If you're reading this, I'm sure you're having a good laugh right now -_-…. You'd better review or I'll kick your sorry ass to Florida and back!! Heehee, love you!

 

TOM AKA RANDOM-SPORK-GUY~ *bows head in embarrassment* Thank you for informing me of my stupid mistake with the SAI. In honor of your support of me (which I greatly appreciate, by the way) I have duh duh DUH, put together the barest hint of lemony-limeness just for you! Enjoy it; it's a preview of more to come! ^_~

 

All right, if my guess is right, you people did not come to this site to read the lame excuses of sad authors, you came to read fanfics! SO READ ALREADY!!

 

 

Night Part 1

 

That night, after the girls finished getting ready, and the boys had finished gaping at them, the group left Titans Tower and set off to enjoy the nightlife.

 

~Later (which leaves us to wonder how such a large group of beautiful people got through the town without incident…)~

 

“Hey sexy, save me a dance later!” (A/n- Okay, so they didn't escape COMPLETELY without incident) Starfire had no idea she was getting cat-called at.

 

“Yusuke, what means `sexy'?” she asked, innocence coloring her tone. Yusuke, who had been standing right next to the unfortunate, jeering teenager, was busy trying to look inconspicuous as he pounded the guy's face in.

 

“No idea, Star. Must be an American thing,” He couldn't help himself as he let his gaze wander appreciatively all along her slender form.

 

She was wearing a lavender-purple, layered halter top that tied behind her neck and accentuated her exotic orange/tanned skin tone. Under it was a pair of light-blue, hip-hugger jeans dusted with purple glitter; and on her arms, she kept her silver arm and wrist bands.

 

Completing the outfit was her long, scarlet hair done in a high pony tail with alternating strands of it in micro braids. The two portions of hair that usually framed her face were left there and Yusuke had the strongest urge to feel the smooth texture of it with his fingers.

 

She was the perfect combination of cute naivety and temptation; in his opinion anyway. He snapped out of it when she asked him what was wrong.

 

He shook his head and teasingly smiled at her.

 

“You wanna dance?” At her hesitant nod, he quickly grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor.

 

Starfire sighed quietly to herself as she let the warmth of his strong hand cover her own. She watched him from behind as he lightly pushed his way through the throng of dancing bodies.

 

The fighting outfit she usually saw him in was replaced with a jade-green silk shirt that she, herself had picked out. He had folded up the sleeves slightly and that, combined with his dark blue jeans, made him look very… `hot' as her sister often said about Earthlings.

 

Starfire let out a surprised `eep' and blushed slightly as he caught her staring. Yusuke flashed her a half-smirk, half-smile. She avoided direct contact with his eyes and found herself staring at his hair.

 

He had abandoned the usual slicked-back style and instead, gelled it upward in spikes. Her face saddened when she recalled someone else who had once had his hair in spikes.

 

“Star, are you all right?” he asked, concern clouding his cinnamon eyes. She brushed off her distress and smiled through the pain.

 

“I'm fine,” she said uncomfortably.

 

As a fast song came on, Yusuke was pleasantly surprised at what a good dancer Starfire was. She was able to turn her body with a thought at every change in the music and was able to do this while seemingly distracted.

 

He wanted to her to open up and tell him what was wrong, but - `Whoa, hold on there, Romeo! Why do you even care?!' He asked himself suddenly.

 

He nearly stumbled over his own feet as the shocking truth of his own actions confirmed itself in his head.

 

Yusuke thought about how he never behaved perversely around Starfire, how he always tried to be on his best behavior around her, and how he genuinely cared about the way she felt. He had only felt this way once before in his life and even then, it wasn't entirely the same.

 

He wondered uneasily how he would explain this to Starfire. How would his beautiful Tamaranian act when she discovered that he was falling in love with her?

 

~~ At another end of the dance floor ~~

 

Meanwhile, Raven had finally removed her dark blue cloak self-consciously. She had never felt entirely comfortable about her body and window-shopping boldly alongside Blackfire was very different than actually wearing the clothes.

 

She wore a tight, black top with long, flowing sleeves that alternately opened to reveal her pale skin and hung off her arms. Under that was a short leather miniskirt to her mid-thigh with high slits up the sides, her chain belt was hanging off her curved hips, and fishnet stockings lay underneath it all. She had also replaced her old boots for a pair of high-heeled black ones.

 

Literally three seconds after she removed the outer garment, a guy came up and asked her to dance. He was very good-looking with brown hair spiked up and earthy hazel eyes.

 

Not what she was looking for at all.

 

“No thanks,” Raven drawled as she made her way to the bar.

 

A drunken man at the bar eyed her suggestively up and down. She simply rolled her eyes coolly. The man's already red face darkened a hue at the obvious brush-off.

 

“You little wh---” Raven's eyes began to glow with dark energy, but before she could do anything, a cold masculine voice intervened.

 

“Unless you wish to lose your favorite appendage, I suggest you leave quietly without making a scene.” The drunken man felt the sharp point of a blade digging into his back. Not daring to turn around, and sober enough to know where he couldn't win, the man glared pointedly at Raven and staggered away.

 

She directed her attention toward her `rescuer'; eyes still enflamed with black light.

 

“What do you want Hiei?” Instead of giving a direct answer, he looked down at her outfit with raised eyebrows and a twisted smirk.

 

“You decided to wear that and you thought you wouldn't get any unwanted attention?” Raven, who was self-conscious enough, covered up her body as much as possible by crossing her arms in front of her.

 

A faint blush crossed Raven's face, but she refused to appear ruffled by him. Her eyes narrowed, but returned to their normal violet-purple color.

 

“I didn't ask for your help.”

 

“I felt like giving it to you anyway.”

 

“Why? I'm guessing you want something in return…?”

 

Hiei became very serious. He gazed intensely at her, with his unbalanced, heat-induced, hormones raging. He held out his hand, barely keeping the anxious tremor in check, and spoke with a dark, husky voice.

 

“Dance with me, Raven.”

 

For once, the young witch found herself under someone else's spell. She took his hand, mystified and did not break eye contact. They moved to the middle of the floor.

 

As if the whole room suddenly felt their presence, other couples backed out of the way and the music that was playing became fast, heavy, and dark.

 

Hiei brought Raven to the front of him and turned her so she was facing away. They danced extremely close to each other, inseparable and seemed to read each other's minds as they moved.

 

For a while, Raven was forced to concentrate on just keeping up with him. She mentally raised her eyebrows, `Who knew Hiei could dance?' After she got the pace down, her evil side decided to take the lead.

 

She drew his attention by moving her hips smoothly to the beat of the music. He pulled her closer, as she had hoped, and her evil side took it one step farther.

 

With him close enough, she slowed down her movements, allowing her hips to grind teasingly against his crotch. She felt his reaction even though she couldn't see it.

 

“Raven...” he moaned passionately in her ear. He felt the demon inside him struggle restlessly to break free. Fangs began to appear in his mouth as he gently ran his tongue over her smooth, pale throat, tasting her; inhaling the unique scent of jasmine and ocean mist.

 

She shuddered as her eyes rolled back and closed instinctively. She knew what he was going to do, but she couldn't help herself as she tilted her head to the side, allowing him better access. Thinking through the blazing fires that seemed to sweep into her body was difficult, but she was dimly aware that she was in NO way against him taking her right here, right now.

 

Hiei, in the meantime, was having trouble stringing together any coherent thoughts. `Claim. Now. Mine. Mate. NOW!' with an animalistic growl, he opened his mouth fully.

 

He grazed her neck with his fangs, searching slowly for the right spot. Raven gasped and trembled in his embrace; they had ceased dancing a long time ago.

 

Pausing, he prepared to sink his teeth in. After this moment, she would be his forever…

 

“KAZUMA! STOP, PLEASE!”

 

Hiei froze, rational thoughts flooding back through his aroused state. He recognized his sister's compassionate cries immediately.

 

Raven heard them as well; she was already searching the room. “Over there,” she said, old emotionless tone back in place as she motioned toward the bar.

 

Hiei cast one last heated glance at her before he quickly left.

 

Raven shivered under the look of longing and promise in his eyes.

 

He silently vowed to kill the cause of the interruption veeeeeery slowly.

 

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