Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Can't Escape ❯ Ziva ( Chapter 1 )

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

Hey Guys!!! ^-^

Guess what! Guess what! GUESS WHAT!!!!!!!!

I know! I know! You’re all probably like “Woman! Finish your other stories before you put up another!” BUT I just HAD to write-slash-post this one! Don’t worry, I’m still continuing everything else it’s just that this plot has been in my head for the longest time and I believe it is time for it to be published! So here is my forth baby! I hope you all will enjoy it as much as I do. ^-^

Before I forgot,

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Yu Yu HAKUSHO OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN IT. (However, everybody else present within the story (Ziva, Vipiera, GeGe, etc…) are my original characters.)

AND

There happens to be and will be (in the near future) mature content (a.k.a lime and lemons). SO IF NOT PREPARED FOR THIS, DON’T READ MY STORY. KEEP YOUR INNOCENCE! (Hahaha LOL ^-^) ALSO, you should be made aware that there is profanity in this chapter and in all the other chapters that follow it.  

OH! By the way, there may be times where I have characters portray their thoughts to you readers. So in general, their thoughts will be italicized with ellipses before and after what is being thought.

Chapter 1: “Ziva”
“KOENMA!!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!” A loud, but sexy feminine voice bellowed from the hallway outside of Koenma’s office.
Koenma cringed the second he heard it.
…Why out of all the hours in the day does she have to come here now!... Koenma mentally thought, hands covering his face as he shook it from left to right.
“KOENMA!!!”
“Sir, maybe you should answer her before she gets…..you know…..angry.” George, Koenma’s right hand demon, replied with slight fear in his eyes, whispering the ‘angry’ part as if it were taboo to say that word out loud.  
“What makes you think she isn’t?” Koenma muttered with dread etched in his voice. “And don’t say that word around her! You of all people should know how she gets!”
Hearing her scream for Koenma yet another time, George was ready to shit his pants.
“Sir, I think it wise to leave before she—”
Too late.
The owner of that feminine voice literally blasted through the thirty feet tall double doors that weighed multiple tons each, entering Koenma’s office with utter rage written all over her face.
…Nooooo! I just got those doors replaced!...
Koenma moaned, hiding his little form under his desk once he met those silver blue orbs which pulsated with uncontrollable fury. George was already there, cowering in a fetal position.
“KOENMA!!! GET YOUR PUNY AS—UGHH, BEHIND OUT FROM UNDER THERE BEFORE I BREAK YOU WITH THAT TABLE!”
Koenma frowned. This female was definitely a cursing machine when mad, so why didn’t she…
Koenma got out from under the table and stood up, spotting the three reasons she held back on cursing him out just then.
Reason number one: Tsuyoshi.
Reason number two: Kiyoshi.
And reason number three: Nalani.  
Her three children were the reason behind everything that associated with this violent, but strongly appealing woman.
Sighing heavily, Koenma mentally prepared himself for what was going to be a long, painful day.
Marching up to Koenma with Nalani in her arms and her two sons practically conjoined to her on both legs, Ziva pinned him down with a heated glare that has been known to stop hearts.
Literally.
Ouuu! He was going to get it today!
“Why have you been ignoring my phone calls?” Ziva uttered in a semi-unusual calm tone.
Desperately trying to stray away from the truth, Koenma stuttered saying, “Y-you k-know how it is Z-Ziva. I-I have soooo many papers to file a-and meetings to at-tend—”
Koenma stopped talking the second he saw Ziva place her daughter on the floor. Whispering something to her children, three little heads bobbed up and down in understanding before her two boys let her go to stand by their sister. The minute they stood next to each other, Ziva turned her attention back to Koenma.

Koenma’s heart almost gave out the moment his eyes made contact with hers.

That look….that beautiful, but menacing smile she wore was by far the scariest thing Koenma has ever seen. Even the most lethal demon lords faced in previous battles couldn’t compare to this woman .

Ziva smiled sweetly as she moved slowly in a seductive stride towards Koenma, who was currently backing up against the wall of his office.

Once she was about three inches away from his face, Ziva’s smile grew even larger as she sung, “Koenma? You wouldn’t happen to be lying to me, would you? Because you know how I hate to be lied to, right!?”

Koenma’s entire body froze up the second he saw that wicked shimmer in the depths of her eyes. Both her hand slammed against the wall behind him, caging him in like the prey he was.

Now, there were three inch deep hand-shaped holes in his wall.

Shit. He was a dead toddler…

“Ziva, stop scaring the shit out of Koenma! He’s the Prince of the Spirit World and your making him look quite pathetic right now………………..hehe!”  

Koenma secretly wanted to kiss who ever that was that spoke reason into this crazy woman’s head because the moment those words were uttered, Ziva stood up straight, crossed her arms over her chest and glared his way before turning around.

Walking back to her children, who were now surrounded by a group of four women, Ziva said, “Serves him damn right. Koenma knows I hate it when he lies to me!,” as she picked up her daughter, whose hands were stretched out towards her the moment she started walking back to them. Her sons remained close by as always, eyeing their mother as she spoke to the other women.

“You hate it when everybody lies to you, even if it’s for your own good.” A female with dark, violet locks mentioned with an irritated look on her face, crossing her arms over her chest in the process. “But do you ever approach them as if you want to kill them?!?!”

“Not the point, Raye.” Ziva responded, bending down to fix the hair on one of her son’s head.

“Oh, Ziva! Look at him! He looks absolutely terrified!” Another female uttered in a scolding matter, placing her hands on her hips.

Rolling her eyes while straightening herself, Ziva said, “Bella, will you stop babying him! He may look like a toddler on the outside but he’s a 700 year old man on the inside. He should be able to deal with a woman like me by now.”

There was a long moment of silence before a fit of laughter commenced. The female who had first spoken quickly said, “Ziva, are you totally being serious right now?!?!” This female’s arms were now crossed over her chest too, while a look of question came Ziva’s way. “Because that will never happen!”

Looking at her blond-haired friend, Mina, Ziva could see her dark blue eyes sparkle with amusement.

Trying to keep her own expression serious instead of grinning like she wanted to, Ziva replied, “Whatever.”

Unable to keep her grin off her face, Mina continued, saying, “Don’t whatever me! You know damn well no male, no matter how old or strong he is, can deal with you! You’re impossible!”

“Thank you.” Ziva said smiling while pushing her daughter’s bangs back behind her ears.

“Nana.” A dark, sweet, but stern voice uttered a second later.

Looking at the owner of that voice, Ziva’s face surprisingly softened up from its normal seriousness, but before anyone could make note of it, her expression changed back.

“You too, V?”

“You knew it was coming, Nana.” that same silky, velvet voice uttered.

Vipiera—the female who just spoke—walked up to Ziva in her usual, sexy glide, swaying her curvaceous hips from side to side. No one—with the possible exception of Ziva—could match the body Viperia was born with. Her body was made to seduce just about anything or anybody, men and women alike.  

It just so happens though that Ziva was the only one who wasn’t at first glance entranced by her body and good looks. An intriguing notion to the half-snake-half-witch demon, Vipiera decided to travel with the young female, never planning to ever be anything more than just a traveling acquaintance. This obviously did not turn out as such for Ziva unknowingly won Vipiera over, becoming the best of friends, sisters even. Spending the longest time together out of the team of six they made, Ziva and Vipiera knew each other inside out.

“You should stop abusing the prince. After all he is the only one who can provide you with this favor, Nana.”

Hating that reasonable quality of hers, Ziva adjusted Nalani against herself, controlling her anger by clenching her jaw hard. “Fine, I’ll be nice from now on.”

Vipera gave her a stern look while crossing her arms under her voluptuous breasts.

“What!?! I will this time!”

“You better.” She replied, turning her attention to the still-slightly frightened Koenma that stood behind his desk.

“Prince Koenma, why haven’t you returned any of Ziva’s calls? The matter we bring upon you is of pivotal importance. You are the only one suited to do this.”

Realizing right away what Viperia was referring to, Koenma’s whole scared-shitless façade completely disappeared.

He no longer took the form of a toddler, but now stood as a six foot tall, handsome man.

“How long will you all be gone?” He inquired.

“We’re not exactly sure at the moment. This mission is a highly sensitive and a perilous one, meaning we must handle it with much precision and care. I assume this may take a few days to about a few weeks tops. However, it all depends on how fast we move.”

The minute Viperia uttered the word “perilous,” Koenma’s gaze shifted over to Ziva. She looked directly back at him with set determination and it was then he let go of a breath he did not know he was holding until then, rubbing his temples to stop the sudden headache that wanted to take over.

Why of all the people, demons, even spirits, of all three worlds did his heart have to beat uncontrollably for this unique female?

He let another sigh escape.

Yes folks, the Prince of the Spirit World is in fact madly in love with Ziva, leader of the Demon Angel.
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