Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Bonds of Consent ❯ Chapter 7

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

- Chapter Seven -



Keiko could only stare down in disbelief at the filmy material in her hands. Softly, she moaned, as she closed her eyes in dismay. That head demon guy expected her to wear this....this...scarf? No way! She had thought there could be no other clothing more revealing than the scant material she had on, but... this was much *much* worse! The silky material was tinted an emerald green color which reminded Keiko of Kurama. His eyes were nearly the same beautiful shade of green.

There was two pieces as far as she could tell, a top half which was basically made up of two sheer scarves that had golden hoop like catches on the ends. She studied the top for a moment, wondering how in the world it was supposed to go on, before sitting it aside. The bottom half was like a skirt, but the side seams were split all the way to the hip in a way that would surely leave a good deal, if not the whole portion, of the leg revealed. There was a leather belt and matching collar also, the same color as the outfit except for the golden amulet like adornment on the belt. Picking it up, Keiko noticed there was an image engraved on the golden surface: a sleek, dangerous looking panther.

She placed the belt aside and looked around her once again at the “gift” Youko had said came from the slave trader, Ankoku.

Turning her attention to the silver kitsune standing in front of the small vanity mirror in the corner, she sighed. Youko and herself had just came back from the hotspring...again...though this time, there had been no naughty trysts. Much to Youko's disappointment. She was much too sore for that sort of thing at the moment. Idly, she hoped that Youko had remembered to acquire the plant he had mentioned earlier.

“Do I really have to wear this?” She asked.

Youko, turned away, glanced around to see her motioning toward the garments laid off to the side.

His eyes flickered over the material with interest. "Nice choice," He mused.

Keiko scowled. "I'm not wearing it for you! I'm wearing it for the psycho demon nut case running this place."

Youko's amusement vanished. "As unpleasant as it may be, we cannot afford to offend Ankoku."

Keiko huffed, ultimately knowing there was no way out of wearing the dreaded garment, if it could be called a 'garment' at all.

Keiko turned around to look at the scarves she was suppose to wear as clothing that night. She huffed, crossing her arms. They didn't even send any under garments, meaning they probably didn't want her to wear any. She nearly shuddered at what that could mean.

Meanwhile, Youko had walked up behind Keiko and wrapped his left arm around her waist, resting his chin on her right shoulder. "I know you don't want to wear that, and this dinner probably won't be much fun for you, but after tonight, after we get this guy, I can take you home," he told her, placing a soft kiss on her neck after he finished speaking.

Keiko sighed and leaned back against Youko's chest. She knew he was right, and the sooner she got this over with, the sooner she could go home. Maybe she could even talk her parents into visiting some family relative for a weekend, and have Kurama over.

Keiko blushed at her ecchi thoughts, but she couldn't deny that it was something she wouldn't mind happening. She was definitely spending too much time with Youko. He was a bad influence on her. To cover for her wayward thoughts, Keiko returned to the subject of the clothing she was to wear.

"Fine. I'll wear it. But you better get this guy fast, cause I'm not wearing it for long.

Youko smirked behind her. "Is that a promise," He asked, his soft voice laced with arousal.

'Youko,' Shuichi chided disapprovingly. 'Keiko is in no condition to sate your desires, now or later.'

~Oh, hush. You forget I have something for her pain that works almost instantly,~ The fox spirit replied.

"Youko, you know I can't. I need time to heal some," Keiko said, disappointment clear in her own voice.

Youko smiled at her. "Don't worry, I was only teasing. Speaking of your pain, I've got that plant ready for you," He told her, his hand still actively massaging her lower stomach.

"You do? That's great," She said turning around in his arms to look at him.

Youko nodded as he held out a small bowl of paste in between them for her inspection.

"I have to eat that or something," Keiko asked, a perplexed look on her face.

Youko chuckled at her. "Not quite. It has to be applied to the inflicted area directly," He told her, a completely serious look on his face.

Keiko paled. "Oh, I see," She said, blushing a bit at the implications.

They both stood in silence for a moment, Youko not wanting to push her into something, and Keiko quite embarrassed by what had to be done to ease her pain.

"So, uh, how exactly, do we apply it," Keiko asked, looking at the wall of the tent beside her rather than at the silver kitsune in front of her.

"Well, in normal circumstances, application would call for another round of mating, since a male's shaft can reach much further and more completely inside the female than anything else," He told her, happily watching the bright blush that spread from her breasts to her hairline.

"But, we don't have time for that, so you'll have to settle for a manual application," He told her, wiggling his fingers in front of her face.

Keiko looked up at Youko, complete trust shining in her eyes. "What do you want me to do," She asked, looking him in the eye.

Without a word, Youko leaned down and took Keiko's lips in a kiss, getting her to open up to him almost immediately. After a minute of stirring her passions, he pulled back and smiled reassuringly at her.

"Lay down on the futon and relax," Youko told her.

Keiko did as asked, and was soon spread out on their futon, Youko between her legs with the bowl of paste in his left hand and the first two fingers on his right hand covered in the mysterious paste.

First he covered her outer folds and clit with the salve, completely rubbing it in, enjoying the slight squirm Keiko gave whenever he hit the small bundle of nerves. After getting another application of paste on his fingers, he gently began working his first finger insider her, making sure to cover her inner walls, then began working his second finger in her.

Youko smiled as Keiko began moaning at his healing minstrations. Pulling his fingers out, he quickly covered them in yet more paste and worked them back inside the squirming Keiko. As he massaged the healing mixture into her inner muscles, he made note of the places that made her moan especially loud or arch her back more than usual, and returned to them often.

Youko set the bowl down and used his left hand to apply more of the concoction to her, his fingers rubbing over her clit. It wasn't long before he felt her muscles contracting around his fingers as her orgasm began to overtake her. He pushed his fingers in as far as they would go and swiped the pad of his thumb over her clit one last time and looked up to watch as she came.

It took a few moments for Keiko to get her breathing under control. Her eyes opened slowly, having closed them as her climax had consumed her. Her passion hazed eyes met Youko's golden gaze and immediately became flustered as realization dawned on her what had just happened.

"Youko!" She hissed accusingly, glaring at him despite her flushed state. "I can't believe you did that!" Her indignant protest was derailed as the kitsune chuckled.

"Come now, Keiko. You can't say you didn't enjoy that. And you do feel better, ne?"

Keiko blushed. "Yes, but that's beside the point."

Youko arched an eyebrow questioningly, "Oh? How so?"

"It...it just is!" Keiko huffed, getting up from the futon and stalking over to where she had left the clothes and began to get dressed. "Let's just get this over with...and fast." She muttered as she began to don the scanty pieces of material.

~*~

Hiei tried his best to ignore the nearby splashing of water, he really did. However, it wasn't easy, what with his mind constantly flashing images of what he knew the spring contained, barely hidden within its steamy depths. Soft, smooth flesh... supple, rounded curves... a fiery, passionate female... his mate.

Hiei growled, a nagging voice in the back of his mind teased him, taunting him with crazy ideas, each one more suggestive than the last. Frowning, he shook them off and verbalized his annoyance. "Hurry up. We don't have all day." He snapped, then muttered under his breath. "Just like a female to take forever."

From within the hotspring, Shizuru threw him an angry glare, her eye twitching as her irritation grew. She was in no mood to be rushed, not since she had seen what the appointed "formal wear" to this farce of a dinner had consisted of. She really dreaded what was sure to be the equivalent of "dining with the devil" and was more than willing to put it off for as long as possible. An idea emerged in her mind, causing her glare to morph into a look of mischief. Slowly, she made her way to the bank of the hotspring, where Hiei sat. Thinking she was following his order, Hiei simply sat unmoving, waiting for her to get out and get dressed. Therefore, he was taken completely by surprise when Shizuru's arms suddenly encircled his slim waist and he felt himself being pulled into the spring with her!

Spluttering indignantly, Hiei resurfaced to the sound of amused laughter. "Now that you need to dry yourself off, maybe I can relax a bit, and actually get clean." Shizuru's words left the fire demon in a much more sour mood than he had been in previously.

Shizuru turned to return to her bathing, simply ignoring the fact that she had impulsively dunked, and more than likely pissed off, a dangerous fire demon.

Glaring at the once again bathing Shizuru, Hiei silently crept up behind her, moving smoothly through the water without a sound. Placing his hands quickly on her shoulders, he hooked his right foot in front of hers. Pushing her forward with his hands at the same time that he pulled his foot back, Hiei returned the favor as the seemless maneuver had Shizuru pitching face forward before she could react, effectively dunking her. As Hiei had before her, the tall brunette came up spluttering, one hand coming up to wipe away her wet hair which was now plastered in her face. The growl she issued nearly matched Hiei's as she used her open palms to push the water from her side forward, causing a small wave of water to splash up and into the fire demon's face. Hiei was shocked to say the least.

Without really thinking, Hiei copied Shizuru's move, using his arms to cause a slightly larger wave of water to surge her way. Shizuru let out the equivalent of a squeal as the wave drove her to step back a bit. Her lip quirked in amusement as she retaliated. This set off a chain event that Shizuru would have never thought possible in regards to the proud, but rude fire demon she had come to know. A smirk crept onto Hiei's lips, as if he were beginning to actually enjoy their mock warfare, each bombarding the other with wave after wave of steamy spring water. Shizuru soon found herself unable to deny that she was enjoying herself, and thus let loose a loud, gleeful laugh and continued the sport. The phenomenon continued until finally, as they came within arms reach of each other, Hiei, lost in the carefree moment, grabbed Shizuru and wrapped her in his arms, holding her tightly to him.

Time seemed to stand still as they looked into one another eyes, Shizuru slowly sinking down onto her knees in the water as if in a trance. Hiei's red eyes stared meaningfully into her own brown orbs and her breath caught, causing her laughter to grow silent. As if drawn to one another by some invisible force, the couple leaned into one another, their lips narrowing the space between them until finally meeting in a soft, gentle kiss, though it didn't stay gentle for long.

Hiei pulled Shizuru tighter against him, his hands sliding up and down her back for a minute until they came to rest on her rear. He felt her hands slide up his chest, her arms twining around his neck as she opened her mouth, her small tongue coming out to lick tentatively at his lips. Shizuru parted her legs slightly when she felt Hiei's knee begin to nudge between them. She gasped when his leg brushed against her sensitive sex, breaking the kiss as she tossed her head back. Hiei watched Shizuru's face for a moment, the passion that caused a glazed look to come to her eyes, apparent. The passion that he caused in her. He lowered his head to her neck and began gently suckling on her pulse point.

Shizuru moaned softly as she allowed the sensations to overwhelm her. All earlier irritation with the hot headed demon was forgotten as she revelled in the touch of his lips on her skin. When he began to nip her skin lightly Shizuru automatically brought her hands up to bury them in his dark hair. Hiei smirked. Her responses had already been conditioned so that she responded almost immediately to his touch. 'And such responses they are,' He thought, gently nipping the juncture of her neck and shoulder, earning a moan and slight shudder from Shizuru.

Shizuru's hands in Hiei's hair tightened, pulling him closer. Leaning down, she pulled his head back and covered his lips with her own. Hiei was, needless to say, shocked at her forwardness. Raising a hand to her hair, he angled her head and took control of the kiss, licking her lips hungrily as he sought entrance to her mouth. The dominance issue, however, soon became a moot point when Shizuru suddenly came to her senses.

Pulling back, the brunette forced herself to disengage from the fire demon's embrace.

...or at least, she *attempted* to.

Hiei felt Shizuru try to pull away and opened his eyes to look at her. "What's the matter," He questioned, panting slightly from their recent activities.

Shizuru blinked, the realization of what was happening finally beginning to take root and she shook her head. "What... what are we doing?" She asked uncertainly.

Hiei looked at Shizuru, his eyes glazed over, and his mind slowly absorbed her question through the haze that surrounded his head. 'She did it to me again. How can this woman make me lose control so completely,' He pondered.

"Hn," Hiei snorted as he untangled himself from Shizuru. Hearing water sloshing around him, he looked down and finally realized he was standing in nearly waist deep water. "You are washing. Hurry and finish," He growled out as he exited the pool of water.

Realizing she'd basically been dismissed, Shizuru's eyes narrowed, sending a particularly deadly glare in the fire demon's direction. Hiei ignored it and proceeded to dry himself off. Grumbling to herself, Shizuru quickly finished her bath and exited the spring as well, snatching up the skimpy articles of clothing as she went.

"Okay, short stuff, I'm all done. Let's get this shit over with, it's gettin' old."

Hiei turned and watched as she dressed quickly, his eyes scanning over her body as it was barely covered by the sheer clothes that had been sent to her by the camp leader. The one they had been sent to capture. The one that was the reason for his being paired with Shizuru. The one that would see her as she was now, nearly naked.

That last thought made Hiei growl in anger. That foul demon would be able to look at his mate. He almost told her they would not be going, but he could not do that. That would blow their cover if he were to refuse to go to that stupid dinner.

He looked at her neck where he had placed his mark upon her and was pleased to see that the bite mark had already morphed into a black flame tattoo.

He growled lowly in his throat. If he could see the mark on her, then surely everyone else would be able to see it as well. He hadn't had the time to think of how to explain what he had done to Shizuru, and he didn't want someone else telling her before he had time to inform her of his actions, as rash as they had been. Hiei already knew she would react adversely when he told her. He didn't want to think of how she would react if someone else said something about it before he could talk with her in more favorable surroundings.

Shaking off his dark thoughts, he stepped up to Shizuru and motioned for her to lean down. Hiei held back his smirk when she rolled her eyes at him before she complied with his request. He snaked an arm around her neck and placed a gentle kiss on the corner of her mouth before releasing her.

"Come. Let's get this over with," He grumbled as he led her away from the hot spring and back towards Youko's tent.

Stunned at the fire demon's unexpected display of affection, Shizuru could only follow behind Hiei in silence. They arrived just in time to see Youko and Keiko exiting the tent, the kitsune wearing his usual flowing tunic. Keiko looked as displeased about her chosen clothes as Shizuru had been about hers. Hiei took notice that the outfits were identical save for the color. Where Keiko's was a deep emerald, Shizuru's was a deep red, almost the color of blood.

At their arrival, the silver kitsune turned to acknowledge them with a nod. Hiei grunted in response and the girls looked at one another briefly in greeting, but other than that, remained quiet. A few moments later, Bakura arrived, his eyes immediately roaming over the two scantily clad women as he addressed the demons.

"Ah, I see the clothing Ankoku-sama chose for your slaves fit well." The white haired demon said, his eyes lingering a bit too long on the girls' exposed flesh. Hearing low growls of warning from both demons, Bakura quickly averted his gaze, clearing his throat nervously. "Um... right. Please, follow me and I shall take you to Ankoku-sama's tent."

Both Hiei and Youko nodded, but continued to glare at the other demon's back the entire way. After a few minutes of walking through the sex slave camp, the small group came to a rather large and elaborate tent. Bakura turned to his lord's dinner guests, his eyes once again straying to the females of the group.

"Wait here while I announce you to Ankoku-sama, please," he said, turning on his heel and entering the tent.

While the lackey was gone, Youko placed his hand on Keiko's shoulder, giving her a quick, reassuring squeeze, before he returned to standing as Bakura had left him. Meanwhile, Hiei ran his fingers from Shizuru's elbow to her fingertips faster than anyone else could see. He knew she would probably be nervous, since this was a very important part of their case, but he wasn't willing to do something as visible as Youko had done. Shizuru felt the fleeting caress and moved her eyes to look at the fire demon beside her, but she could detect no movement from him.

Brows furrowing in confusion, Shizuru wondered once again at the uncharacteristic actions from the normally aloof fire demon. Ever since that incident in the hotspring, he had been acting very... differently toward her. Though it was carefully concealed, she could still tell.

She was brought back from her musings by the reappearance of Bakura at the tent's entrance. "Ankoku-sama wishes for you to join him." He said simply, before moving back to allow the four dinner guests to enter.

A sense of apprehension came over both women as they stepped through the flap and into the large tent behind their demons, both luckily remembering to keep their eyes trained downward as they were expected to do. Not being able to see their host was a bit unnerving, especially when he spoke, the deep, rich tone of his voice caressing their ears like silk and sending shivers down both their spines.

"So glad you accepted my invitation to join me," Ankoku said, not bothering to rise from where he sat, lounging in a pile of cushions at the head of a table heavily laden with an assortment of food and beverages. "And you brought your slaves along as well. How wonderful."

Hiei snorted. "Well, I certainly hope the clothes you sent weren't for Youko and myself."

"Hm, you're right. Not quite your style. Perhaps something in leather?" Ankoku smirked at the scowl this comment earned him. "Ah, forgive my rudeness. Please, by all means, seat yourself. We've a feast to enjoy, after all." The panther demon waved a hand, indicating the four pillow seats positioned around the low table.

Youko sat down on the cushion closest to Ankoku's right while Hiei sat down on the demon criminal's left, both signaling for the girls to sit as well. Both the fire demon and the kitsune demon warily watched the panther as he eyed the human slaves.

~*~

The sound of an office door being thrown open violently startled the tiny Reikai ruler who sat behind his large oak desk. Hastily, chibi Koenma pressed a button on the remote he held in his hand, turning off the screen he had been watching so aptly when the Spirit Detective and his two companions had stormed in...

Well, two stormed in, one sort of scurried along behind them.

"Yusuke! How many times do I have to tell you, you have to get permission before entering Koenma-sama's office!" The blue haired ferry girl admonished.

"Shut up, Botan. I think we have a right to burst in after what me and Kuwabara just had to go through." The dark haired teen ranted before turning back to the sweat dropping prince. "Alright, here's the stupid guy you sent us after, Koenma."

A dull thud was heard as Kuwabara dropped his dead weight bundle onto the floor at the foot of the desk. The bound form uttered a low groan briefly before going silent again.

"Che, I don't know why you even sent us after him, he was more annoying than anything..." Yusuke trailed off as he noticed the nervous look on the tiny ruler's face. Instantly, suspicion set in. Eyes narrowing dangerously, Yusuke stared pointedly at the mini prince. "What're you hiding?"

"N-nothing?"

"Then if it's nothing, why'd you turn off the monitor when we came in? Are you watching nuddie movies?"

Koenma gave an indignant snort. "Just because you do, doesn't mean I have to! I'm above such things."

"Is that so? Then why don't we just see what's on that screen then!"

There was a brief scuffle as Yusuke and Koenma fought over the tiny remote, resulting in Koenma falling off the desk as Yusuke held up the small device in triumph. With a click of a button, the large viewing screen flickered to life. Silence filled the office as the room's four occupants stared at the screen, three in shock, one in dreaded anticipation for the inevitably *violent* reaction.

"OHMYGOD! THAT'S MY SISTER!!"

"K-K-Keiko?!"

"Oh dear..."

"Uh, no it's not," Koenma shouted as he jumped and grabbed the reomote back from Yusuke, shutting off the monitor before his feet even hit the desk again.

Yusuke and Kuwabara both spun around to glare twin looks of death at the tiny deity, simultaneously, converging on their prey, bloody murder evident in their eyes. Yusuke reached him first, allowing Koenma only enough time to squawk in an indignant manner as his employee proceeded to shake him while screaming out his obvoius disapproval of what he'd just seen. Kuwabara was in no better state than his partner.

"How could you?! How could you pick those two girls for that kind of mission and not think you'd get your ass kicked?!" The orange haired teen bellowed.

By now, the Reikai prince was practically blue in the face, due to Yusuke's hands which were currently wrapped tightly around his neck, squeezing steadily.

"Yusuke, Kuwabara, stop this instant. If you kill him, he'll never be able to tell you where the girls are," Botan lectured, while grabbing each boys arm, and trying to drag them backwards.

Yusuke and Kuwabara each allowed the ferry girl to drag them back a step, dropping the toddler ruler on the floor.

"Alright Jr, speak now, or forever hold your peace," Yusuke growled out, glaring at Koenma.

Just as Koenma opened his mouth, he was interrupted.

"Koenma-sama, what's going on? Your door is wide open, and several of the workers out front look like someone was trying to kill them," George, the blue ogre, said as he walked into the office, Yukina's leash still in hand, with said leash was still attached to the ice apparition.

All eyes turned to the pair in the doorway, anger once again giving way to shock.

"What the *hell*," Kuwabara shouted, running towards George. Well, actually, his one true love, Yukina. George was just in his way, so he got unceremoniously knocked down, releasing his hold on the leash in the process. "Yukina-san! What are you doing here? And why are you dressed like that? And what is that ogre doing leading you around on a leash?!" He questioned, blushing furiously as he hastily removed his white duster and draped it around the Koorime's scantily clad body.

Yukina's voice was soft as she attempted to sooth her upset suitor.

"George! Why haven't you already taken Yukina to her room where she can get properly dressed!" The upset prince admonished his ogre. The last thing he needed was for the boys to proceed with their earlier attempt at murdering him.

"I was going to, Koenma-sama, but everyone in the front office looked so frightened, I decided to come and check on you, especially with the way your door was open," George replied.

"Baka, ogre. Why didn't you take Yukina to safety first, if you thought I was in danger," the young spirit ruler shouted, crumpling up a piece of paper and chucking it at the blue ogre's head.

"Uh, that kinda defeats the purpose of your safety, sir, to say nothing of Miss Yukina," The ogre babbled, backing away slowly, and adding with with wide eyes at Kuwabara's savage looking face at *that* remark, "Not that Miss Yukina's safety isn't imporant, er, more important..."

Really, George was at loss. He wasn't sure who was scarier, Koenma's blustering anger, or Kuwabara's twitching vein and flaming eyes...

"Enough," Yusuke screamed, directing all attention to him once again. "Tell me where Keiko is, now, and maybe when I come back, I won't make your death so painful. Maybe."

...or the sight of Yusuke's fist clenched around Koenma's shirt, and his master's subsequent quaking ascent into the air...

"If you would... kindly put me down, Yusuke Urameshi..." Koenma said peevishly, trying to mask his nervousness. The boy was getting stronger all the time....

"Yusuke-san, please put down Koenma-sama." Yukina's soft voice pleaded with the angry teen.

Yusuke practically growled, but finally relented, setting the tiny ruler down on his desk again, stepping back to fold his arms across his chest. "Explain. Now!"

Koenma cleared his throat. "Not long after you left on your assignment, it came to our attention that a certain group of demons were operating an underground slavery ring in the Makai," He began, "Kurama and Hiei, as you should know, were the only male demons competent enough to have infiltrated this ring and bring in the leader, Ankoku. They needed to be safe from suspicion, so female "slaves" were required to complete their disguise."

"But why Keiko and Shizuru?" Yusuke interrupted, earning himself a glare of his own.

"I'll have you know I don't know many girls- human girls, that is. And Keiko and Shizuru are already familar with Reikai Tentei affairs.We were extremely careful. Kurama and Hiei both taught the girls the customs, so to speak, so they would not draw attention to themselves."

At this point, Kuwabara jumped in with an observation of his own. "You said Keiko and Shizuru. I see you didn't mention Yukina-san..."

"Er, yes.... well, Yukina was not our responsibility..."

"NOT YOUR RESPONSIBILITY?"

Hastening to explain further, Koenma continued, "Seeing as how she had been kidnapped on her own, we had nothing to do with that. However, once Hiei and Kurama discovered Yukina's presence in the camp, they took precautions to obtain her safety. I sent George to retrieve her once the mission began to come to a head."

Yusuke, Kuwabara and Botan could only stare in stunned silence a moment before the two young men blinked and then turned to look at one another. Without a word, they turned and headed towards the door.

"Wait! Where do you two think you're going?!" Koenma demanded.

"Where else? To get Keiko and Shizuru out of this mess!" Yusuke shot back over his shoulder as he and Kuwabara exited the room.

Slumping back into his chair in defeat, the chibi ruler cradled his head in his hands as Botan moved to pat his back comfortingly. "If those two idiots screw this up, my dad's gonna kill me!" He moaned miserably.

~*~

TBC...