Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Healing (My Kitsune p3) ❯ Healing sidefic ( One-Shot )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Sidefic (Healing 11-21-03 NYC)

Discription: Thought I'd write something fun for the New Year.


"All clear, this way." a voice whispered followed by the silent passing of 2 shadows from the fire exit. The lights along the corridor of the 5th floor of the The Plaza hotel are dimmed for the wee hours of the morning. The watchman just now assigned to that floor was walking calmly down to the other side away from the fire exits, whistling a tune under his breath appropriate for the situation had he turned by chance to look behind his back.

Stevie is a long standing fan of the X-files and was rehashing the last episode while he walked this floor. He saw the show in the surveillance room with his buddy Arnold, they were having a lively discussion on what the aliens would like most about human bikini babes when Carlos, this floor's assigned security person, signalled that he had to take a piss.

The corridor was quiet, he yawned and walked on down to the other side, whistling. He stopped when he thought he heard a whisper too close to his back and the small sounds of a doorknob being rattled. He turned to look behind him but he saw a blur of shadows off the corner of his eye. He looked in front of him again at the empty corridor then behind him as fast as he could turn. The corridor towards the fire escape was empty. The creaking of a door closing softly behind him made him turn slowly.

The corridor is empty. He's alone.

That made him walk fast down whence he came.

He checked the doors, as he passed by them and headed for the security post, he fished the phone off it's hook and dialed the surveillnace room "Hey Andy, when is that rookie coming back?"

"He's coming, he just got out the toilets, wassa matter? The ghost out? You sound like shit man." his shift partner said in the background he could hear the the T.V. and what sounds like the NFL game.

"Yeah... dammit, thought I heard a door opening and people whispering behind me."

"Heh it's always us, I hope that old lady shows himself to that rookie Carlos, that would be fun."

"Well, check the tapes anyway, see if someone passed by."

"Yah, yah, he's making the turn now, hurry your missing the game."

"K." he hung up. The old lady of the 5th floor decided to show up now when it's not her anniversary. When the young hispanic showed up, Steve gladly left the floor to his care, he's not easily scared but still, that sent chills down his spine.

Allison tried to roll over on her side and found she couldn't, her Xanax fogged brain told her something about her arms and legs not doing what they were told. She yawned and tried again, no success. "Bella? Oh yeah... we're in New York." She opened her eyes but her eyemask blocked everything anyway. She tried to take it off but her hands were... tied down? "Huh? What's going on?"

"Shhh, not too loud human." her mask was taken off her eyes and she gasped at the sight that met her. The first thing her mind said was angel of God.

Is it a man? A woman? No it's a man, he has no breasts, but he's beautiful!

The golden light of the lamp illuminated the creature's pale skin, his cheeks are flushed pink and his rose colored lips are smiling beatifically at her. He's framed by a veil of fine straight white hair shot with silver and eyes so pale they look golden. He's wearing a pair of white jeans and a white long sleeved buttoned down shirt that was open at the throat and carelessly untucked. But on his head, instead of a halo, were a pair of what looked like dog ears tufted in silver white.

She couldn't breathe, too astounded by the sight of him.

"Who-? What-?" she stammered and struggled, she looked at her wrists and found vines tangled all over her arms and legs.

A pleased sound came from the... "What the hell are you?" she asked voice just above a whisper.

"Her skin is tough and old but in great condition." she felt her brows go up with those words but was unable to snap an answer because warm fingers went up her lingerie and touched the skin on her thighs "Dearest could you pass me that bottle of lotion over there? I want my new handbag to be silky soft and fragrant."

"WHAT?!?!?" she finally managed to cry out. She heard a snort behind her bed and saw her bottle of Dior fly pass over her and into the hands of the beautiful creature in front of her.

"Thank you." the creature said as he grinned at the person she couldn't see. He began humming as he rubbed the lotion on her legs.

"What are you doing! Stop it! You bastard!! Help me! Somebody help!!" she screamed "Brittany!!"

"Yahhh! She's so noisy! And quit frowning lady, I don't want odd wrinkles on my new coin purse, it's wrinkled enough already. Ch, tough yet supple human skins are so hard to get." he said as he rubbed the lotion deep into her knees "Dearest does she have wrinkle cream among her toiletries? And you, why didn't you wear a facial mask? Ch, you have crows feet and worry lines." he frowned down at her and for an instant Allison forgot why she was afraid.

He's the most beautiful thing she has ever seen, she felt her heart beating wildly in her chest, and her breath came in ragged gasps, she blushed when his warm fingers touched her forehead. "Lady have you ever heard of Botox before?" he said and began stroking the wrinkles trying to smooth them out.

"Fox." the other one said in a voice deeper than this handsome young man's. A small jar flew past her again to be caught by him effortlessly.

"Fox, is that who you are?" she asked breathlessly.

"Honey!" he whined loudly "Now she knows what I am!"

Those ears... they twitched..! "What-?" she asked.

"I'm a fox demon," he smiled wonderfully, reached behind him and pulled out a blade that was more than 12 inches long. "and I want your skin."

She gaped at him, trying to understand what he just said then the prescence of the blade registered in her drug/sleep dulled mind, she screamed.

She called the police, she threatened them with her family name, she called for Brittany in the other room. No one came, so she begged for her life, told him where the jewelry were, told him she'll pay any amount for her freedom. All the while the 'fox demon' remained where he was hands covering his ears over his head, knife held deftly between his fingers, nose wrinkled annoyed at her shouting.

"I'll pay you! How much do you want? I have 20,000 dollars with me right now. You want a million I'll give you a million, just please, please let me go!" She begged him.

"But I don't want your money, I have tons of my own, I just want your skin, it's pretty but because your old it's kinda tough and that's good, you'll make a great handbag." He said with a wide pleased smile. Allison screamed and the beautiful demon the Fox loomed over her lifted her lingerie and expose her belly, his warm fingers stroked her "My, my, now this is nice."

"This is a prank isn't it? That's it! It's a joke right?" she strated laughing nervously someone must be playing this trick on her. Perhaps Brittany, why else won't she answer when she's just on the other side of the room? "Brittany! Brittany!"

"She's asleep." The other one, the one with the dark voice answered. The door to the other room opened to reveal her cousin in bed with her own cold mask over her eyes sleeping peacefully.

She gasped and doubled over as something cool came into contact with her skin. She looked at her belly and pale white hands began spreading the lotion around her belly button. He was smiling down at her his hair shimmered around him impossibly long, his generous lips made her heart miss a beat, he's straddling her thighs and he's too beautiful, it's impossible, those ears! They're twitching and turning like real animal ears, it's so wrong, so wrong!

For Crissakes he's humming Beethoven's Ode to Joy!

"What do you want? Pleeeaaase, what do you want?" She asked in a tear choked voice. "Please don't kill me, I beg you!"

"Hmm? I told you already lady, I want your skin for a handbag and maybe a pair of gloves, hmmmm, honey you want some of her hide too? I think we can make a nice pair of slippers with the skin on her back."

"Pleease!!! Please don't kill me! Please!!" her last plea ended in sobs. "This can't be happening! This is a nightmare!!"

"Fox." she looked up from the big hands massaging the lotion on her belly and saw her fox coat fly and land over the Incubus straddling her. She watched and saw how the beautiful man's eyes went wide with shock.

"Auntie!!" he cried in a guttural voice. He buried his face into the coat and stood up the sounds of muffled wailing could be heard from behind the coat. "Auntie! No wonder we couldn't find you! What have they done to you!!!" Only then did she see the long white tail dangling between his long, long legs.

"A fox? A fox?" she kept repeating to herself.

"Dammit, Youko are you drunk?!?" the other one yelled at him.

The coat came down and the fox demon grinned at someone by her head she can't see "No dearest, 15 bottles of beer isn't enough to get me drunk. Hmmm, I wonder if she has beer in her fridge? Oh! Baby? What are doing on the floor?"

"Why don't you do what you need to do and let's get out of here. I'll get you champagne and ice cream, just finish your business here!"

"Really? Brut champagne and Ice cream? Strawberry cheesecake ice cream?"

"Yes, yes. Whatever you want!"

"Cooool!" he tossed the coat aside and looked down at her. A deadly serious glint came into his eyes "Now how am I going to get merciful when I just saw that coat made out of the pelts of my poor distant relatives?" She gasped as she watched the man's features shift his face became longer, his lips became grotesquely elongated and his eyes became slits as they moved to the sides of his head. His skin got covered in silver white fur, a blood curdling snarl came from him as he changed from an upright standing creature to one that ran on four legs.

An animal the size of a very large dog that looked like a fox stood over her, four white tails lashed at ceiling and the air around her crackled with static. The eyes became pools of blazing red as they stared down at her, and his mouth opened to expose rows of white cruel teeth. "I' want your skin human!"

Allison screamed and fainted.

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"She fainted."

"Awww, (pouts) I wasn't done yet (pokes human with stick). Ah well, let's put everything back where we found them."

"That was a great illusion Kurama, I don't want to encourage you but... Hn, (smirks) that was fun."

"Yeah yeah! (snicker) I haven't had this kind of fun since I was a kit. I forgot how much fun it is."

"But seriously, a hand bag?"

"It was a spur of the moment inspiration. Her legs kinda reminded me of handbags (shrugs)."

(smirks) "Hn. Leave that coat on her bed, to make her doubt whether it was a dream or not."

"Sure. You ready? I'll break the illusion of silence now."

"Go ahead, but I'm calling room service when we get to our rooms alright?"

(whispered) "Hmmm, my baby is getting me, champagne and ice cream!" (grins)

(whispered) "Dammit, I can't believe I'm giving you more to drink when your shitfaced already."

(whispered indignantly) "I am not shitfaced! I am beautiful, she said so herself, you told me so too." (so there!) "And I am not drunk, do I look drunk to you? No I tell you I am just happy! I'm having champagne and ice cream! You scream, I scream, we all scream for Ice scream!" (deliberately stage whispering pass the rattled security person who saw only a flicker of shadow.)

(mutters to self) "Never let him have more than 8 or 9 beers, it was the last bottle he drank in one gulp that did this, (shakes head) If I can get him to drink more maybe he'll fall asleep (sigh)." (whispers louder) "Hurry up Youko, before you think of something else to do."

(Stage whipsers loudly) "Coming my love! Oohh! Is that the MET? There are Renoirs and Van Gogh's and -"

"No!"

"Can we-"

"No!!

"But-"

"NNOOO!!!"