Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ A Deadly Kiss? ❯ My Heart Belongs Only to You ( Chapter 2 )

AG310: here you lonely saps!!! Here's a little Christmas gift from me. Just be happy that `normal' people have stuff to do.

Disclaimer: I told you over and over again I do not own YYH only Keva and maybe a few others! Stop harassing me.

Oh and before I forget. This is some lemon later down in the chappie and more in each chappie following I think. God only knows how much I like to type this romance crap.

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Keva rode down the snowy street in deep thought. The snow hit her helmet hard as she tried to keep the tears from burning their way through her eyes. It was happening…ike she had always dreamed/ griping the handle tighter she pumped the gas accelerating the already speedy motorcycle down the icy path.

Who cares about things now? Kurama had kissed her and she felt all the heat wash over her. It was like that. Her stomach felt tight, like it was in a knot and empty as if she hadn't eaten in days. The way he just smiled at her this morning like nothing even happened…but it did happen and it was wrong. He knew it but he still kissed her.

She skidded to a stop in front of a building and smiled. Placing the stand down in her black bike she pulled the helmet off allowing her hair to cascade down to her shoulder. The locks gently curled underneath her firm chin them flowed gently to her back where it landed gracefully. She placed the red helmet underneath her left arm as she strutted to the front door. "Hello!?" she screamed into the window. "I came to bring greetings of great pain and joy for Yusuke Urameshi and company!"

There was a silent pause as the house went still. As Keva waited to pin doom on the entire household she examine the front lawn. Christmas jolly all around. There was a plump Japanese Santa holding a young child in his lap. But something by the bushes caught her eye. She squinted her eyes and leaned forward her right hand still in her jean pocket.

Walking over towards it she found it. A small red package. Carefully she squatted down and placed her helmet to the side. Tilting her head to the side in question she carefully picks up the gift. Once in hand she held it close to her face looking at it cross-eyed. What was it? She placed her loose hair behind her left ear and shook the gift over it.

She felt it…a strange presence. It was normal…she guessed. But it was unnatural too. She couldn't quite explain it. It felt like someone was watching her…striping her down with their eyes. It felt like ice rolling down her back or getting stabbed over and repeatedly. Like something was holding her down and she couldn't figure it out.

She shook it off with a shrug. How she hated having an over reactive imagination. It was killer sometimes. Standing up she placed the small gift into her pocket and returned to the door. She placed a hand on it and swung it open roughly. "Keva's home!"

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He stood there in the shadows eyeing the girl who had captured the fox's eye. His sister… what had happened last night so, beside the kissing thing. Hiei glared at the girl and smirked slightly at the little haunting images in her mind.

`maybe he's a stalker. Striping me down with his eyes…' and so it went. How the fox got him to do this ridiculous task was beyond him. Watch the stupid ningen. So what if he had feelings for the girl. It wasn't his job to watch her.

What was in that blasted gift Kurama gave her? Must be extremely important if he didn't want her to find it like that, that it was he in which the gift was from. What was it? Did the fox finally tell her how he felt or did his feelings change?

He disappeared in a flash as the door opened.

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Keva walked into the warm house greeted by a tall man. He had broad shoulders and chocolate brown eyes. His hair was slicked back as always and his smile was warm. He had his uniform on though which suggested that he had to return to work soon.

"Hey Keva!" he cheered patting her on the back roughly. He smiled at his young friend. "Hey Yusuke." He smiled showing of his crystal white teeth that nearly blinded her. He enveloped her into a tight hug and kissed her on the forehead.

She grumbled wiping her head. "Stop treating me like a kid Yusuke." She glared at him that would have put Boton to her grave if she was really alive.

Yusuke only grinned wider and ruffled her hair. "Sorry, Squirt. Forgot your `all grown up' now. Hey Keiko the spawn of Satan has arrived. Ouch! Damn it Keva!" he hopped on one foot as he grabbed his left shin. "I can't go to work limping like this."

"Tell the guys the truth then," she said sitting in the couch. How she enjoyed his company at times. His boyish looks haven't changed much along with his ego but he has been more caring. Sometimes he and the boys would leave for a week or so for some type of business trip. She never really asked anymore where they went. Even the girls seem to know about their whereabouts but they never told her for some odd reason. She hated how they did that to her. They have been friends for such a long time that they still held secrets from her and it got her blood boiling just thinking about it.

Yusuke placed his throbbing leg down and placed his hands into his pockets doing his famous punk pose that he refused to let go growing up. It seems no matter what, people always remembered a signature move or something like hat and his pose was always remembered. "Are you mad?" He ran a hand through his freshly combed hair and sighed. "They still haven't forgotten about the Halo incident." Keva smiled.

She placed her helmet on the coffee table and helped herself to the cookies there.

A few weeks ago, Kuwabara, Yusuke and she played Halo on the Ps2. Keva of course won and they were furious. But the thing what got them was her character so they asked her. She turned to them and smiled evilly and said, "You go tell your friends you got beat by a guy dressed in pink and named Mr. Bubbles." She was right and the whole force and firm were laughing at their bosses.

She laughed remembering. "So how's Keiko?" Keiko had went to the States three years ago after being married to Yusuke for one year to peruse her dream in teaching. She came back two months ago with a frightening surprise for Yusuke. She had a son. She named him Yukimaro or Yuko for short. To say Yusuke was surprised was an understatement. The man cried the moment he saw the boy walk off the plane with his wife. He had Keiko's smile for sure but the mischievousness in his eyes was his and hair and face. Basically he was the spitting image of his father and he held his family as joyous tears fell.

"She's fine." He said sitting next to her. So he was going to be late so what. Nothing bad was going to happen…at least not yet. "Yuko's doing great too." His eyes became glossy as he smiled happily. "God…he's such a special kid." He was a bit angry at Keiko for not telling him about the kid. He had a right too. He was his own flesh and blood after all.

Keva leaned her head back and gasped as a small green light pinned her stomach. "Aunty!" it was Yuko. She looked down surprised at the speed this little kid had and how strong he was. "Hey kid." She said rumpling her hair.

He grinned as he looked up. "Ma says to pick me up," he said holding his hands up. Keva smiled and pulled him up onto her lap. "Hey! Its Minamino!" came an annoying voice. Keva tilted her head back and smiled. "Hey Kazuma."

Kuwabara walked into the room wearing his lawyer suit and attached to each leg was a young child. One little girl clung with long well kept nails to his pants leg and a young boy on the other as he tried to shake them off. "They're like leeches," he proclaimed with smiling his goofy laugh.

"Another hard day at work?" asked Keva as the `leeches' chased Yuko out the room. They had Kuwabara's orange hair but it was fair and delicate like Yukina's. Their eyes were small like their father's and had the colors of their mother's.

He sighed and sat down nest to them placing his feet on the rest before him. "Yeah. The judge says my client's divorce statement won't go before the court until New Years. That means I have to work twice as long." He ended sadly and Keva patted his leg. "Don't worry. Yukina will be okay. She may look gently but I sense a power within her that will erupt if anyone tries to harm her family."

Kuwabara smiled at her. "Thanks." He then looks at Yusuke who is glaring at him for some unknown reason. "Hey, you wanna fight Urameshi?!" He stood up and Yusuke smirked. Old habits die-hard, thought Keva as she shook her head.

"You wanna look ugly for your wife tonight, Kuwabara?" he threatened raising his left sleeve with his right arm. "Scratch that, uglier?"

"Not this time, Urameshi," countered Kuwabara taking his jacket off and placing it beside Keva. He placed his fists up in the air as he did during his teen years. "I've gotten stronger."

Yusuke scoffed taking a step closer. "In two days? Highly unlikely but its your face."

The children stood by the doorway watching their parents in amusement. All of a sudden a stroke of fear gripped the living room as they heard the scream of a very pisssed off woman. "YUSUKE!!!"

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Keva waved later to the group as Boton merrily chatted with Keiko. The guys had left for work and Yusuke with a black eye from his loving wife. How he became the head of the force was beyond Keva's mind. He didn't even see the right hook coming at him.

She placed her helmet on after giving each child a kiss. "Be good Yuko. And Mire and Miro…" she looked at the little girl known as Mire and then at Miro, the younger child by five minutes, "stop clinging to your father. It makes him look weird…" she thought for a moment. "Scratch that, weirder. Later." The twins waved as they saw their aunty of four years of their birth depart form the driveway.

She walked into her house an hour later as she allowed the warmth to take her. Tossing her jacket onto the couch she walked upstairs and knocked on her brother's door. "Kurama?" She heard a slight shuffle then a pause. A very unfriendly man greeted a few seconds later the door was opened.

"What do you what onna?" spoke the voice coldly. He may have been miniature in size but his attitude was the size of the Pacific Ocean. Why was he always over here anyway? Doesn't he have a life of his own somewhere with Boton or was he still a loner?

"Oh. Hi Hiei," she said trying to control her anger. Her face was calm and posed as His sibling's usually was. "Is Kurama in?" She hopped he was. The stove was warm when she came so he should be.

"He's busy," he said bluntly eyeing her. His crimson eyes never wavered from her greenish/brownish ones.

"I have to speak to him." She crossed her arms to signify that she wasn't moving anytime soon. She had to speak to him about late night. "Its important." Of course it was important! Her brother had kissed her and the thing that scared her…was that she liked it.

"Baka," came his usual reply. The cornier of her lip twitched in annoyance. He seemed to enjoy this, this little `game' of his. He was just waiting for her to boil over…lose control.

"Look, I really need to speak to him so if you don't mind," she tried to pass through but the little demon blocked her path. She wasn't going to satisfy him in seeing her crack. "I said, `he's busy' ningen."

That was it! She grabbed a handful of his cloak and pulled him up to her face. "Now you listen here, Hiei. I am tired of your negative attitude and wish for you to cease it at once. What's with it with you and calling everyone a `ningen'? You make it seem you're not one yourself…" She paused and looked into his crimson eyes, dropping him instantly. She took a step back in realization at what she just said right into the hallway wall. "Your not human…are you?"

He smirked evilly and pulled out his Katana and in a blink of an eye he appeared in front of her, the icy metal touching her flesh underneath her chin. "You finally caught on little girl. If you wish to live you would leave Kurama and I alone to finish our work." She looked at him terrified and then surprised him by laughing. "What's so funny?"

Tears started to form in her eyes as he released her from his katana, sheathing it once more. "I knew you wasn't normal…from the day Kurama disappeared and hardly ever came home. He must be different too somehow then. Is the whole group in on this or just you two?" she let them fall as she laughed trying to hide the fact that once again she was scared. How in the past twenty-four hours has her world turned upside down?

Her mother was back in the hospital, Kurama had kissed her, both of them aren't human and she was falling in love with the blasted red head…love?

"Its okay Hiei," said Kurama coming out from his room. "She can come in now." He walked over to his sister and helped her into the room where he explained everything she needed to know.

The sky had darkened and Hiei was perched on the sill waiting for the tan-trums of Keva. "I'm sorry I haven't told you before but I thought it unnecessary to involve you into this by informing you about my past and history I have with the Spirit Detectives." He was calm as he spoke and held onto the girl's hand as she stared into space. "Do you understand?" He prayed that she would, although he wouldn't blame her for never trusting him again or even be scared of him.

Keva turned to face him after several minutes with the same calm devoir as Kurama and reached around his neck pulling him into a tight embrace. "I was worried for you," she whispered as he returned the hug. She could feel her heart race now and didn't notice it before but she didn't see him as a brother anymore, or a sibling for that matter. She had come to terms now that this man before her had long since grown up and left her behind with only childhood memories and heartache. But now seeing him before her, she had a new respect for him.

Hiei looked at the scene before him and wondered what was running through his friend's mind. He was glad for them. He had finally told her he truth. Maybe their relationship will become stronger like his and Yukina's. Speaking of Yukina he was supposed to be there five minutes ago. "I see everything is well here, fox." He opened and leapt out the window, disappearing into the night.

Kurama held Keva out in front of him. "I have a question," she began standing up. She went to the window closing it. Wrapping her arms around her and her back to Kurama who sat on the bed. "Yes?" he questioned in curiosity.

She hesitated a bit then went on in a calm, cool voice that drove most men bonkers. "It's about last night." He didn't flinch but his hopes about this morning when she acted normally were shot down like bulls-eyes at a shooting gallery. She turned to face him her eyes covering her emotions that were running wild within her like untamed horses. "Why?" She knew the answer for she had always felt the same to him but scared she may be rejected. She didn't care if law related them. Law…not blood. There is a difference in her eyes even if he didn't see it.

He stood up and allowed her to walk up to him. He looked down at the face he hardly saw long ago, now a woman. He placed a hand onto her face, outlining the smoothness of it underneath his skin. Placing a strand of hair behind her ear he bent down and kissed her as she closed her eyes.

It was like last time, only stronger. He placed his arms around her waist as her hands went to his face and slowly back through his hair. He was like a heat to her body and she the conductor. Her veins were the copper wires and her blood was the atoms. The heat moved into her and around her body igniting different senses...an unfamiliar one. Her stomach became tight and she pulled him closer to her.

His senses were screaming at him. He knew what he was doing and for the love of it didn't care one shit about it. There was no shame in this to them. Only the love they have had for each other that burned inside them like an everlasting candle in the darkest nights.

I never quite understood,
how you always made me smile.
You're like a candle in the dark for me,
a hope for every child.

This was wrong and they knew it but for the love of God they couldn't stop. It was like a drug the kisses. Once they had it they needed more and more until their craving could be sustained. It was like a power like no other they had ever experienced.

It was like a rollercoaster and yet at the same time it didn't. It was more up than down…curvy more than straight or screwed.

I am forever proud to be your sibling,
and even prouder to be your lover.
I am so blessed to know,
that our love for each other will never end.

What was going on…what was happening to them? It was just yesterday they were playing cards and laughing with each other. Playing practical jokes on each other. Never had they knew that one little cut, one little tear could cause this.

She let out a small sound that caused Kurama to pull her closer to him. She was on tipsy toe now leaning on him for support for if he let go now she knew she would be unable to support herself with her legs that felt like jelly.

Just a small sensation on her bottom lip and she let her footing go. Kurama was holding her up now, effortlessly…caringly…lovingly… With a bit of hesitation she slowly parted her lips as she gasped slightly.

Our love for each other grows and grows,

`Til we want nothing more.

Our bodies' mold perfectly into each other,

And so do our souls.

Keva whimpered slightly as she felt his tongue crawl into her mouth as if not to frighten her. But she wasn't and in response she opened wider. She laughed a little when she closed her mouth slightly and heard the small growl from her kisser, most likely from his other half but she had known Kurama to make some strange noises from small. She opened and closed her mouth several times enjoying the little tainting she was giving him. She could feel him quiver in arousal and yet…it didn't frighten her.

She closed her mouth one final time capturing his tongue and she felt him tense in surprise when she covered it with her lips. Holding it with her teeth she nuzzled it, giving new meaning to the word `sensation'.

His world felt toppled. The things she was doing to his tongue…he couldn't explain it. His body was on fire and his usual calm heartbeat was running wild within his chest as if it would burst any moment. This woman he so is in love with was driving him nuts.

Your kisses are like fire,

Feeding my hungry soul.

Your caresses are like poison,

Tensing my ever-rousing body.

She couldn't think clearly and when she finally released his tongue from the tainting and pulled away they stared into each other's eyes for a long time sending unspoken words and emotions to each other as he placed her onto her feet. Nothing was important right now. They knew now they couldn't live without each other…they needed each other in order to survive. They can't go on anymore like before. Their feelings were open now and the room became foggy as they stared deeper…

He held her close, her head gently placed in the crock of his neck. Their breathing were uneven and they dare not speak in fear of breaking the romantic silence or regretting what had just took place. But in the end they knew it wouldn't come to the latter. "I love you." Calm…precise…caring…loving…

He caressed her left cheek in his hand as he pulled her face to look up at him. Her face was that of an angel. Soft…comforting…unscathed… She sighed deeply closing her eyes for a few moments, her hands on his chest. Their breathing was of one…their hearts beating as one…

She opened her eyes slowly and placed her forehead onto his lips. "I love you too."

What more could be said between the two as they held each other close? The warmth of each other heating them…the closeness igniting flames within them...the love they had for each other as siblings had changed into one of that a man and woman shares…male and female.

How did this happen? How they loved each other. If it wasn't fate then what was it? A cruel trick to bring their hopes…their dreams up and then send them spiraling down like an out of control plane.

He looked down at her once more…lovingly…gently… he raised an eyebrow in question at her before speaking. "I feel something…strange."

She giggled looking at him through tired eyes. "Well of course, silly." She raised her hands up to his face and then allowed her elbows to dangle from his shoulders, kissing his chin gently running her tongue slightly on it. "That's my ass you're holding."

He smiled at her softly nuzzling her neck. "I know." He pulled back and saw her disappointed face. "I think something's in your back left pocket."

"A gift I found earlier. Why? Does it bother you that you can't hold both hips?" She was tainting him again and both loved it. But his hands were quite large so it didn't matter to him. He still had a grip on her and her buttocks molded into them fully and perfectly. "I'll open it later, hmmm?"

Not one word was spoken in response as he once again captured her lips. And when he coaxed them apart she allowed him to explore the deepness and sweetness that was her mouth. Then he captured her tongue and tainted it making her want to scream. She grabbed handfuls of his striking red locks. He pulled her closer and higher to him so her feet dangled beneath. Using his right hand to hold her firmly against him he removed the gift from her left pocket and tossed it onto the study table.

Their breathing was once again unevenly…rugged…but at the same time they moved as one as if joined by a special link that only they could feel.

Gently he turned around to face the bed and placed her gently onto the lime colored sheets. Placing her on them he never broke the heating kiss as his mouth slightly parted to cover hers more passionately. Balancing with his left he moved her further into the bed so that both their bodies were on, his on top and hers at the bottom.

Their bodies molded perfectly into one another as he kicked his shoes off and climbed in. "I love you so much," he whispered against her heating flesh as he nuzzled her neck receiving a slight sound of pleasure from her parted lips. He reached over to the nightstand on the side of the bed to turn the lamp off but was stopped by her.

"Leave it," she whispered through reddening lips onto his cheeks. Her small but electric kisses made their way across his face she held between her delicate hands. Angel soft… She felt the rumble emitting from his chest and she smiled. "I think that's your other side saying he enjoys this." A smirk played her lips as she continued the torture of his face.

His kisses trailed down her face onto her neck again and behind her ear. With a sharp intake of breath she cried out softly as he gently gnawed on the cartilage. She arched into him a moan escaping her lips as the lights flickered off.

The sound of a fallen tree going unheard… Only their breathing…ever increasing heartbeats could be heard…

She worked her nimble fingers on his shirt, unbuttoning them to reveal the well-built chest that she ran her smooth hands over. In one swift moment her light red blouse had been pulled up and over her head and tossed carelessly aside on to the floor along with the unwanted shirt. Her breasts full and supple.

His eyes pierced the darkness with the aid his demon side. Without them he probably wouldn't see her…only feel her due to her dark skin. Her hair lay sprawled beneath her and her arms were bent slightly to her sides and hands over her head. He took in every inch on her exposed flesh as if memorized by it…like some sort of trance.

She didn't flinch underneath his intense gaze. He leaned down elbows beside her head. He saw it…the longing within her eyes…the loneliness that he had cause as she grew during his absences…but no more… he was here for her now and always would be to fill that void within her.

His eyes were dazzling to her. How they glowed in the night was beautiful and intoxicating. Her eyes were heavy, without knowing it she felt it was very late. She didn't want it to end. Her heart longed for him for so long and her body…it ached…it screamed for him…

He bent forward and gently nuzzled her chin as she pushed her head back allowing her chin to go up into him. Her eyes closed gently as he whispered, "I think it's time for bed."

She opened her eyes half way looking at him lovingly. "I'm not tired," she lied. "I'm not a child anymore."

He placed his hands on her head. "No your not. You're a beautiful woman that I am madly in love with. Your eyes shine like the brightest star, your smile filled with hope and love to all who see it. The lips like a red rose in the garden, your skin smooth and fair like fresh powered snow." He bent to her eyes as she closed them licking the tears that were willing to fall. "Please don't cry, my love."

She opened her eyes to him as he got up off the bed. She slowly sat up sitting in her Indian style of childlikeness. "Can I…stay here with you?" He probably would say `no' in fear of what my occur but she sensed that he would go no further than she wanted to and she wasn't ready…

She leaned forward her arms cradling her breasts as they poured forward in the black-laced bra. He slipped off his pants and crawled towards her as she settled herself underneath the covers in her undergarments and he in his. He moved underneath them holding her close to the warmth of his body. "I wouldn't have it any other way," he whispered tenderly.

Her hands were to his chest and his strong arms encircled her gently as if she was a fragile piece of crystal. Her head rested into the crock of his neck as the soft rumbles in his chest…the melody of their breathing…the scales of their heartbeat as one…the nocturnal sounds of the night…drifted her into blissful slumber.

Her breathing became even and he knew that she was asleep. Pulling her closer, he smelt her hair full of the fragrance of wild flowers. She was delicate, like crystal clear glass even if she hid it to the world.

He was happy and if anyone tried to harm her he would kill them without a seconds hesitation.

Their legs became entangled as he finally succumbed to slumber…holding his love…his heart…

The wind outside blew hoarsely but didn't stir the window that covered the heating room. A blanket of serenity…of purity…what more could they ask for during this Christmas holiday?

Only that their eternal love for each other can conquer any troubles that threaten their relationship in the near future.

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Author's Note: Happy Holidays and I hope you enjoyed the chappie. I am trying to make it a five-chappie fic but I don't know if it will happen. I have so many ideas for this and it's driving me crazy. I may finish this before To Trust Again. Its three weeks before Christmas in this fic.

Tell me how you truly feel about this chappie. How it makes you feel inside. I want the truth even if it is a flamer. I want to know if you could feel the heat building inside the room. Please…read…review…Ja ne…