Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ No One Escapes Their Darkness ❯ Bleeding Heart ( Chapter 2 )

No One Escapes Their Darkness

JoannaKuwabara

 

Rating: M for Mature audiences, not fit for anyone under the age of 17

 

Warnings: (as of right now in the story) Yaoi, shounen-ai, spoilers, Original Characters, violence, angst, language, suggestive dialogue, Out of Character sometimes,

 

Pairings:

 

Yusuke/Kuwabara

Surprise/Kuwabara

OC/Kuwabara

Hiei/Kurama

 

Summary:

It's been three years since Yusuke and the other two returned from the demon world. However, not everything back in the human world is right. Things happen, and things change people. Even some who are pure as light can't hide their darkness for too long. Rated M (not for under 17) for yaio, violence, angst, language, adult themes

 

Author Note:

 

Well, I have no reviews, but that's ok. I'm sure after this chapter all 30 something views of you people will leave me a review asking me to continue because I saw how many people looked at my story…and none reviewed ^^; Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this new chapter, and more will come when I get at least one review, cause I don't want to post something that no one will read ^^; what's the point if no one will read it. So enjoy this all the same ^_^.

 

Disclaimer:

I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or anything related to the show. I am not making a profit for using it in this story. I am only writing this for my own enjoyment as well as others.

 

I do own any OCs that appear in this story; they will be mentioned as the story continues.

 

ENJOY!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yusuke had met with Kurama and Hiei, who went to visit Genkai and Yukina. They had learned the same thing that Yusuke learned from Shizuru, from the fair ice maiden and old master. Kuwabara came back from that mission different. He had even ignored Yukina and wouldn't even smile when she was around. Yukina was worried about Kazuma, and it was clearly shown by how she looked. She hadn't slept for a week at the most, and looked a bit thin and pale.

Genkai wasn't losing sleep over Kuwabara, but was just the same; worried. She had told them that she had felt something wrong with the boy the first time she saw him after that mission. He had the same aura, but at the same time it was different. She didn't like it and clearly showed it.

Now, Yusuke, Hiei, and Kurama were on their way to speak with Koenma. They wanted answers. They needed to know why he hadn't told them that Kuwabara was re instated before them and had been going on cases.

They had thought that Kuwabara was re instated at the same time they were. They believed that Koenma had thought Kuwabara needed to come back as a detective and decided to have them all re join.

Obviously, that wasn't the case.

Before they could get into the office, Yusuke's cell went off. When he came back, Keiko made him buy one, as well as the rest of the group. She thought it would be good for everyone to have cell phones, just so they could all keep in contact with each other. They all had the same plan so it wouldn't cost them anything, no matter how much they talked.

Yusuke growled.

“Not now!”

Both Hiei and Kurama glanced at each other; worried at how their former leader was taking the news of how their human friend was faring. Yusuke really wasn't doing to well with this.

Yusuke took his cell out of his pocket and answered it.

“What!”

“Yusuke? It's Shizuru.”

Yusuke calmed down and was serious.

“What's up Shizuru? How's Kuwabara?”

Both demons looked at Yusuke as he spoke. Both had worried looks on their faces.

“What! It's midnight! Where the Hell can he go at this hour!” he shouted.

“….”

“Air, huh? I'll give him some air. He's fucking nuts! He knows there are sickos out there, especially in your neighborhood!”

“….”

“Don't worry, we'll find him right now and drag his sorry ass home.” says Yusuke.

He hung up.

“We'll deal with pacifier breath later; we gotta find Kuwabara, before he gets his ass in some major trouble.”

With that said, they went off, hoping they could find their friend.

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Kuwabara walked on. The two Advils he took earlier didn't seem to be working. He groaned.

“Why can't these stupid headaches go away!” he shouted, as he massaged his temples.

He was so busy trying to stop his headache that he hadn't realized that he was walking down the same dark alley he had earlier that day.

Kuwabara stopped when he sensed a familiar aura behind him. He turned around to find that guy from earlier.

Denshi.

“I see that you changed your mind, though didn't I say I would find you?” the taller boy asked.

Kuwabara looked at him.

He looked different.

He looked taller, maybe 6'6” now instead of 6'4. His blonde hair seemed to have some red strands mixed with the blonde, while his eyes looked more golden then silver.

Kuwabara blinked before realization caught on.

“You. It's you!” he shouted, pointing at the demon he met twice in his life, one of those more recent then the other.

Denshi smirked.

“So you do remember me.”

At that moment, Kuwabara felt a pain go from his head down his spine. He grabbed his head and fell to the ground, gasping at the pain.

“It seems that you're will is stronger then I anticipated.”

He walked up to the suffering boy, who grunted and squeezed his eyes in pain.

“What do you want!” Kuwabara growled out, through the pain.

The demon smirked.

“You know what I want, Kuwabara.”

The demon kneels down and looks Kuwabara in his eyes.

“I want you to kill Urameshi.”

Kuwabara's eyes flashed red.

“Never!” he cried out in pain again.

“Oh, but you will. I just need to strengthen my spell. You've been wondering why you've felt so depressed lately, and had all those headaches?”

The demon leaned in closer to Kuwabara's face, who opened his eyes and gave the demon a death glare thru his pain.

“It's from the darkness you have deep down…it's struggling with your pure nature. Yes, you have darkness in you, though not too much. I was surprised that the famous Kazuma Kuwabara with the heart of gold had an ounce of darkness in his entire being. “

Kuwabara glared at him.

“However, you do have some darkness, though it was little. You want to know what that darkness you have hidden deep within the depths of your soul?”

The demon was so close to Kuwabara's face that he would only have to breathe in order to capture the human's sweet lips in a kiss.

“Fear. Fear of being alone. Fear of being left behind….which you were.”

Kuwabara growled as the demon smirked at him, before closing his eyes again and grasping his head in pain.

“Poor Kuwabara….all alone for those three years….no friends…no one to help you when you needed it….it must have felt so dark and cold by your self…” mocked the demon, gently moving one of Kuwabara's hairs out of his face and laying his hand to rest on Kuwabara's cheek.

Kuwabara was in too much pain to back away from the touch, though he was able to growl at him.

“Why me….?” He asks, to no one in particular.

“Because I like a challenge and you my dear Kuwabara are a challenge. You see, I could have easily brought out Kurama's darkness or Hiei's darkness. Even Yusuke has some dark thoughts that could easily manipulate him. Now you would be the least suspected of turning evil…the least expected to turn on your friends…you are the last one anyone would think of when it comes to dark thoughts.” smirked the demon.

“It was a rhetorical question jack ass.” grunted Kuwabara.

“I'm surprised you even know what a rhetorical question is.” The demon spat back, hooking his finger under Kuwabara's chin and forcing his head to face his, which leaned even closer to Kuwabara's.

He was getting annoyed by how strong Kuwabara's spirit was. He knew Kuwabara would be a challenge, but never had he realized how dense and head strong he was.

Denshi's ears picked up a sound coming down the alley.

He lightly brushed his lips across Kuwabara's, causing the teen to shiver, as his lips move to Kuwabara's ear; whispered into the teen's ear. Kuwabara shuttered as he felt Denshi's warm breath on the back of his neck.

“Soon you will fall into the darkness…it's only a matter of time….then…you will be mine…until then….”

Denshi put his hand on Kuwabara's head and chanted. Kuwabara felt like his head was about to explode as he clenched his eyes shut and held his head.

A voice brought Kuwabara out of his pain.

“Kuwabara!”

When Kuwabara looked up, he saw a worried Yusuke looking at him.

Denshi was no where to be seen, however the young man's mind had been played with; causing him not only to forget the guy who had been causing all of his pain, but trying to taint his heart.

Yusuke shivered as he looked into those cold dark eyes. Never had he seen such a chilling gaze from anyone; it was empty, no emotions or light held with in those deep brown eyes.

It was not Kuwabara.

Yusuke took a step towards his friend.

“Kuwabara…” he said; his chocolate colored eyes looking sadly at his best friend with shimmers of worry and anxiety as well.

“That seems to be the only thing you can say now a days, huh Urameshi?” Kuwabara said, putting emphasis on Yusuke's clan name.

Yusuke would have been overjoyed to hear Kuwabara calling him that, and not by his first name if it wasn't for the lack of emotion and mixed feelings Yusuke was getting from his best friend.

“Do you like my name or something? Or are you just happy to see me?” he asks; neither his voice nor his face showing his feelings; his voice was just a monotone, while his face remained blank.

Hiei shivered as the human he knew for almost a year, which was three years ago, stood; his stature seeming menacing, which was enhanced by his seemingly rougher features and height, as he stood up and seemed to tower over the three.

He narrowed his eyes. Something was wrong, his Jagan could sense it. Someone was there or had been there and left some strange vibe on Kuwabara.

“I'm just worried about you idiot! You're creeping me out, ok!” Yusuke shouts, now glaring at his friend.

He was scared and felt like he would go into a panic attack any minute, however being as cocky and arrogant as he is, never changing too much from when he was fourteen; he expressed these emotions with anger.

Kuwabara snorts.

“Don't waste your energy on this idiot then because I don't want your concern nor do I need it.”

Kuwabara walks forward, his hands in his pockets.

Yusuke could feel his heart beat faster, his breath hitched in his throat. He felt like he was caught in a hurricane's path and was too terrified to get out of danger.

Both Hiei and Kurama tensed as well, not knowing what to expect from the normally gentle giant.

Kuwabara walked up to them, stopping at Yusuke's side. He stared straight ahead, not looking at Yusuke nor taking a side way glance at his best friend.

Yusuke didn't dare move nor take even a glace at his best friend. All he did was stare straight ahead and waited, holding his breath all the while.

“Tell Koenma I am resigning myself as an underworld detective. Tell him he can find another fool to do his dirty work.” Kuwabara says in his monotone voice. He starts to walk past a stunned Yusuke.

Both Hiei and Kurama turned to watch Kuwabara disappear into the darkness of the alley. They wore looks that displayed disbelief.

Yusuke stood there staring, not able to neither believe nor comprehend what just happened.

Kuwabara had just resigned as an underworld detective and in doing so was saying, in Yusuke's eyes, that their friendship was over.

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He stared up at his ceiling, laying in complete darkness. He used to dread the darkness, but recently it seemed to be the only thing to comfort him. He once was tormented and haunted by what lied within the darkness; however now the darkness was his sanctuary.

Kuwabara hadn't left his room for a week since the encounter with his `friends'. He hadn't eaten nor did he sleep. Sleep wouldn't come even if he wanted too. He felt sick to his stomach so eating wasn't an option to him. All he did was laid in his bed, in darkness. The only time he had come out was to relieve his bladder; he didn't even take a shower.

His hair looked a greasy mess, looking more grey then the unnatural bluish-green hair that was once orange.

He had lost a considerable amount of weight, causing his buffed body to become leaner and less built.

Shizuru had tried about fifty times to get his ass out of bed; however, Kuwabara's eyes and the glares he would give her had caused her to stop entering his room at all.

She was worried about her little brother, but what was worse was she was scared; she was scared of what he was becoming.

Kuwabara couldn't understand why he was acting the way he was, nor did he cared; which he found to be the most terrifying thing out of his whole behavior. He looked out his window, still laying on his bed and watched as the rain poured down against his window.

He really missed his friend's, but like he would go after them. He was disappointed and pissed that none of them came over to make sure he was alright; not even Yusuke came over to yell at Kuwabara.

“To Hell with them…” Kuwabara mumbles, turning away from the rain and glaring at the door.

“….I don't need them…I don't need any of them….”

Kuwabara sighs, knowing what he was saying wasn't true.

He just didn't like the fact that he couldn't get rid of the headaches; no matter how many Advils he took. Kuwabara couldn't take it anymore, the silence; the pain. He needed to get out of there.

He needed to find him.

Kuwabara got out of his bed. He walked up to his chair, where his jacket was thrown carelessly on and put it on; not even bothering to brush his messy locks or even take a shower. He was about to walk out of the room when he spotted the collar that was Eikachi's. His eyes filled with un-ushered tears as memories of how his beloved kitten died.

It happened a week before the mission. He came home and found Shizuru in a panic, which was never a good thing.

“Kazuma, I'm sorry! I don't know what happened! I don't' know how she got out, but she did and…” Shizuru cried.

“Calm down sis! What are you talking about?” Kuwabara asks, his gut was hurting and telling him that something bad happened to someone he cared for deeply.

“Eikichi ran out into the street and….” Shizuru couldn't finish and held up the bloody collar, its bell not even making a twinkle noise.

Kuwabara's eyes widened at the sight and started to shake a bit.

“No….tell me this is some sick joke? Not my baby….” Kuwabara says, gently taking the collar from his sister's shaky hands and hold it in his trembling ones.

He had cress the collar with his thumb, with love and care as if he was actually petting his beloved cat.

“I'm so sorry Kazuma…I just…”

She couldn't finish.

Shizuru was in tears and sobbed. She felt horrible. She felt as if it was her fault that Kuwabara's cat was hit.

She had yelled at the poor thing, scaring her out of the house and into the street in the first place. She had gotten sick of the little thing using her legs as a scratch post.

Kuwabara never blamed her for what happened to his cat, but blamed himself for not teaching his beloved cat what not to do and what she was allowed to do. He felt that his little mistake in babying her had cost his cat her life and caused his sister such grief and regret.

Kuwabara gently picked up the collar and tightly griped it in his hand; bring the hand to his heart. He would bring the collar as something to remember his sister and cat; to remember why he was doing this and to remind him that he was loved and had been happy at another time in his life.

Kuwabara found a piece of paper and a pen and decided to write a good bye note to his sister and to reassure her that it wasn't her but him and that she shouldn't worry.

After he finished he carried the note with him out of his room and into the living room, where he found his sister asleep on the couch, her face down from her crying session she had done like the other nights she had. A bottle of liquor was on the table with a blazing television show on the screen.

Kuwabara walked up to his sleeping sister and sighed. He placed the note under the liquor bottle, sure that she would find it there. He looked at her one last time and gently kissed the top of her head.

He walked towards the front door and took one last look towards his sister. Kuwabara sighed and closed his eyes.

“I'm sorry Shizuru…I love you…”

He put on his shoes and left, never looking back.

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Kuwabara walked down the poorly lit street, looking down at the collar that was in his hand, lightly running the pink material through his thumb and forefinger.

He kept walking, not thinking nor seeing anything. He just let himself walk, knowing that he would be found, even if he really didn't want to be found. However, he knew he had no choice.

He knew he was changing and it wasn't for the better. He knew he wasn't normal and never had been able to fit in. Even with in his small gang of friend's he felt like he didn't belong.

Kuwabara sighed, and pulled his jacket closer to his body as the rain continued to pour down on him. He clung to the collar, not wanting to let go of what represented his humanity.

He kept walking, blinking away the rain from his eyes as the wind blew the watery substance into his vision.

He decided to just close his eyes and walk, letting his extremely powerful six sense direct him in the direction he needed to be in.

Kuwabara suddenly stopped, sensing the familiar aura of the one he was looking for.

“So you are ready to join us I see?”

Kuwabara kept his eyes closed and clenched his fists, feeling the material from the collar dig into his skin. He couldn't believe he was actually going to work with this guy. However, he felt that there was no point in him to pretend to be normal when he obviously wasn't. He couldn't keep up with not only the act but hiding his feelings.

He couldn't stand to hurt any of his loved ones, and he knew that if he stayed he would only get worse and eventually he would seriously injury those he loved. He had already let down his cat and caused his sister to suffer for his carelessness. He was not going to take that chance; he would rather die then be the reason or the one to cause harm to those he loved. He swore he would never be the cause of their pain ever again. The best way to do that was to disappear and never see them ever again.

Kuwabara's eyes opened as he felt someone stand next to him with an umbrella, keeping the rain off of his already soaked body.

“Let's get out of this rain.” Denshi says who was standing too close to the soaked teen for comfort.

Chills rain down his spine telling him that he should get away from the guy, that he was trouble and that he had something to do with everything; however Kuwabara's mind was screaming in pain every time his sense tried to warn him. Kuwabara finally decided to ignore it.

He turned to look into those silver eyes that held a kindness and a bit of lust. Kuwabara tried to look away, but found that he couldn't. Denshi seemed to put a spell over him, causing him to feel a weird sensation all over his body, as if he was floating.

Denshi was the one who broke eye contact and put his arm around Kuwabara's shoulder, pulling him into a side ways hug.

“Let's go to your new home.” Kuwabara nodded and lowered his head, letting him be taken away.

Denshi guided the teen towards the alley he seemed to find himself guided to. Denshi came to the wall and removed his arm from the teen to knock on what sounded like a hollow wall. Kuwabara watched in awe as the wall opened like a door to revile a hidden room.

Denshi smiled at Kuwabara's face and took Kuwabara's hand. He was surprised to find a collar in Kuwabara's grasp. He frowned. Denshi knew that something like what the teen had could ruin his plan.

He dug his hand into Kuwabara's, which woke the teen up. Kuwabara retracted his hand from the guy who was trying to remove the only thing that he could hold on to.

“Don't touch it.” He growls, holding onto the collar possessively.

There was no way he would give this guy something that was the only thing left of his sanity; the only thing that could bring him a small amount of happiness.

Denshi frowned at the teen. Kuwabara's body started to glow a bit; Kuwabara's spirit energy starting to slowly rise. Denshi inwardly smirked at the power he was sensing coming off of the teen.

`He's gotten stronger and properly trained can become the strongest human in the entire world…' Denshi thinks.

“You are not allowed to bring any personal items. There are no possessions in this gang. Either everyone shares what one has or no one has it. Everyone comes here with only the cloths on their back that is it. That is the only thing to call your own; to be an individual; other then that, there is no such thing as `my needs'. It is the needs of the entire gang that are thought of.” Denshi says.

Kuwabara glares at one he was going to call `leader' soon. He didn't like the fact he couldn't have something to call his own. However, he didn't want to lose his chance to disappear from his old life. He had a hard choice to decide from. Would he throw away the object that represents his former life and those he loved and left behind; or would he not join the gang and wander around lost within his dread and finally die from hunger and from being alone?

Kuwabara looked down at the collar in his hand, a tear falling from his eye. He didn't want to be alone; he didn't want to die alone. He was scared of not death but of being alone.

Fear had consumed him this day as he dropped the last piece that connected him to his former life and to those he loved.

Denshi grinned, pleased at the teen's decision and gently lead the teen into the hide out, closing the doors behind the two; leaving the beloved collar in the muddy ground.

This was the end of Kazuma Kuwabara, warrior of love.

To Be Continued...

 

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