Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Fox Hunt ❯ Going up? ( Chapter 3 )

The next morning dawned bright and clear. No trace of the evening's activities remained except for a few quickly fading bruises on my face. It was the one instance I was thankful for my demon blood; that ability to heal quickly. The bite mark on my neck was the only truly worrisome wound, but by tomorrow, it would be gone completely. It could be covered by a high necked top, so I was not overly concerned.

I showered quickly and prepared to take my breakfast in the hotel's dinning room instead of eating in my room. I had a feeling I would see Kurama there and didn't want to chance missing him. I chose a slim fitting, lavender column dress that opened down the front with a row of buttons. The collar at the neck line covered the bite mark quite well.

As I turned to close the door to my room, I spied the tunic Kurama had draped over my shoulders the evening before. Walking over to where I had discarded it last night I reached down and raised the garment from the floor. My mind wandered as my hands smoothed over the fabric. I could remember the heat of Kurama's body radiating through the fabric; his muscles flexing as he had moved to wrap his arms around me. A strange feeling of contentment and belonging had been present as well as an under current of desire.

On impulse, I brought the simple tunic to my nose and breathed in deeply. Kurama's clean, spicy scent enveloped me. I closed my eyes and breathed in again hugging the fabric to me. My eyes snapped open! What on earth is the matter with me? Thoughts like these were deadly. My mission was to provoke them in others, not have them myself. Toguro is right, I am getting soft. I quickly folded the tunic and stuffed it into a paper shopping bag.

I made my way down the elevator and found the dinning room with no trouble. I had just entered and was waiting to be seated when a full, rich voice spoke from behind.

"Good morning, Juri. I hope the remainder of your evening was uneventful." Kurama's voice fairly purred and I felt my body warm in response. "Would you care to join us for breakfast?"

"Good morning to you, Kurama, Hiei. Yes, I would love to join you. And thank you, the rest of my evening was uneventful." If you don't consider being raped by Toguro an event. "How was your night?" I could see Hiei roll his eyes in exasperation as the waiter conducted us to a table.

We spent the time waiting for our breakfast to arrive by making polite small talk. Hiei sulked in silence. Periodically I would feel his attempts to probe my mind like a vague itch in the back of my skull. I kept my expression neutral so as to not give him reason to probe more deeply.

With breakfast over, Hiei and Kurama planned to spend the morning training and I expressed my desire to find a quite spot with a good book. I was hoping Kurama would read that as an invitation to seek me out later in the day. We signed our checks and I reached to pick up the shopping bag containing Kurama's tunic.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Thank you again for the loan." As I handed the bag to Kurama our fingers brushed against each other. Again that incredible spark of electricity passed between us and our eyes met. Hiei had already reached the door to the lobby, but I knew he felt what was happening behind him. From the deepest corner of my mind came the thought that any harm that might befall Kurama outside of the ring in the next day and a half would be paid for in my blood. I was briefly shaken. Apparently Hiei was taking my presence as a threat. No matter; that was the plan all along.

I moved over to the bank of elevators and pressed the up button. Come on, Kurama. I thought to myself. Make some excuse before the doors open. The car arrived and the doors opened smoothly with a soft swish. As I had no plausible reason to linger, I stepped into the card and pressed the button for my floor. I had resigned myself to coming up with an alternate plan to get Kurama alone when I heard him say to Hiei.

"I will join you there momentarily. Let me put this back in our room." He lifted the bag slightly with one hand. Hiei nodded once and continued out the door.

The doors to the elevator were just starting to close when Kurama slipped his hand between them and entered the car.

"How fortunate for me these things are rather slow." His voice was low and rather seductive. He set the bag on the floor in the corner and pressed the button for his floor.

Both of us stared at the panel above the doors which slowly ticked off the floors as we rose past them. My mind was racing trying to find an opening. It was an extremely awkward moment. I could feel my heart beat a little more forcefully in my chest with anticipation. I turned to Kurama; how handsome he looked this morning. His tunic this morning was a rich, blue color which brought out the shimmering highlights in his brilliant red hair. His emerald green eyes were intense as he turned to look at me. Without saying anything he reached out and pressed the stop button on the control panel. The car jerked to a stop.

No words were necessary as we took a step towards one another. Kurama gently cradled my cheek in the palm of his hand as he slowly lowered his lips to mine. It was just a mere brush of his parted lips against mine but it set my heartbeat soaring once again.

He pulled back slightly and looked deeply into my eyes. "Hiei is correct, you know. I am old enough and wise enough in such matters to recognize the danger you represent. However, I find I am unable to resist this temptation."

His lips brushed against mine again; my eyelids fluttered closed in response as he traced my full lower lip with his tongue, gently sucking it into his mouth. Of their own accord, my arms encircled his trim waist pulling myself more firmly into his body. I tilted my head and parted my lips allowing him full access to the recesses of my mouth. His tongue snaked out to stroke mine in erotic little circles. Kurama pressed his body fully against mine, forcing me back against the wall of the elevator. I could feel his hot, hard arousal against me. Briefly the world spun with desire and I moaned against his mouth.

Without breaking the kiss, Kurama's free hand began to roam. The back of his fingers brushed against my cheek; it was almost a loving caress. Down my neck it moved and finally came to rest on my breast. Gently he kneaded the soft mound flicking his thumb over the tip. My nipple responded instantly and I arched my back into the caress wanting more.

My hands were moving up and down his back pulling at the fabric of his tunic to get at his bare flesh beneath. His skin was smooth and warm to the touch. Slowly I scraped my nails across his back and was rewarded by his own groan against my mouth. Not to be left wanting the hand at my breast moved to the top button of my dress. Slowly, teasingly, Kurama slipped the first button free from the button hole. His lips left mine to trace a path to my ear and he ran the tip of his tongue around its edge. The second button was free now as he gently nibbled where his tongue had traced. After releasing the buttons down to my waist, Kurama slipped his strong, smooth fingers under my dress as his lips sucked my earlobe into his mouth.

His hand made love to my naked flesh slowly. The palm brushed flat against my breast in a light, teasing caress. My breath caught in my throat as he then rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Karama proved that he was indeed knowledgeable, and experienced in many things.

Slowly his lips nibbled their way from my ear down my throat. He paused briefly at the pulse spot, gently sucking the flesh into his mouth and laving it with his warm tongue. My world was spinning. I wanted to rip his clothing off. I wanted to rip my own off. I threw my head back in wild abandon exposing my neck more fully to his caresses. Too late I remembered the bite mark left by Toguro.

Kurama froze when he found it. His whole body stiffened as if doused in cold water. I couldn't help but think that Toguro knew something like this would happen and had therefore placed his mark upon me claiming me as his. Real tears sprang to my eyes as Kurama disengaged himself from my body and stepped away.

"Hiei is correct, isn't he?" I could not believe the pain and sorrow in his voice. "This has been your plan all along? You have been sent to distract me thereby giving Karasu an additional edge." It was a statement of fact and we both knew it. He pressed the button on the control panel and the car started its ascent once again.

For once, I was at a complete loss for words. Silently I re-buttoned my dress and smoothed back my hair.

"I know you don't believe me, Kurama, but I find myself truly reluctant to go through with this." Time was short as the elevator was nearing my floor. "If you find it in you, please give me a chance to explain." I would not beg, but surprisingly I did want to set things straight. Hot tears coursed their way down my face. Damn Toguro. He knew Kurama and I would find real attraction. How ironic that the tables would be turned on me and I would be left wanting something I could never hope to have.

A soft chime announced my floor as the elevator doors slid open. With no further words between us, I stepped out of the elevator and walked slowly to my room.