Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Of Ice and Wind ❯ The blood of one ( Chapter 5 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Well here it is. . .CHAPTER 5!!!!!! I wrote most of this during school and missed a lot of notes because of it :()! But, I think this chapter is worth the F I'm probably gonna get on my early civ quiz. Well, that's about it. . .oh ya. . .ENJOY! :)
I do not own Jin and Touya nor yu yu hakusho (and if you don't know that by now then you
haven't been reading closely!)
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Three hours passed and Touya was awoken from his pain induced slumber. His body still felt stiff but all his senses had returned to him. He could now hear the voices cry out in his heart, see the emptiness of his emotions, and taste his own bitter tears.
Touya had wanted to begin the search for Jin as soon as the sunlight had once again entered his eyes, but Kurama had insisted that he wait until he had eaten something first. But how could he? Every second he wasted was another wasted second of Jin's existence. So when Kurama handed him his meal, he stashed it behind one of the many plants in the cave when the kitsune wasn't looking.
“I am ready Kurama, let us leave now.”
“Touya we don't know where to start looking, or even if Jin's alive. I have sent Hiei out to search with his Jagan but there is not much we can do until his return.”
Touya was silent for a moment. It was true the he didn't know where Risho had taken Jin, but he could make a guess. He knew that Risho had a sick and rather twisted personality, and he would try to make Jin suffer in every way possible. The poison was just the first stage. When Jin regained consciousness Risho would make sure that the mental pain matched the physical. That was his way, and Touya knew that all too well.
But what would make Jin suffer most?
Touya closed his eyes and tried to imagine it, tried to enter Risho's mind. And he saw it. Jin on the stone floor of a shinobi holding cell, his eyes wide. . .staring, and Touya came to realize that there were images on the wall. He couldn't make out the figures directly, but they seemed almost. . .familiar.
Touya's eyes snapped open a look of indescribable horror upon his face. “Touya? What is it?”
“I know where he is.”
“Who?”
“Jin. . .he's alive! And Risho's torturing him. . .”
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The inside of Risho's private chamber could have been described as a museum containing an immense collection of tiny artifacts he had gathered over the years. But these trinkets were not diverse by any stretch of the imagination. They all related to one thing, one entity, one obsession. Touya.
Ever since Risho had laid eyes on the warrior of ice, he had become enraptured by his simple and yet intricate beauty. His white skin enhanced the color of his eyes to something that was beyond reality. His body was perfectly shaped, his muscles firmly toned. But it was not all about outward appearances. Risho also became enchanted by Touya's soul. His uncaring attitude towards those around him and strive for perfection were traits that Risho saw within himself and that he longed to share with another. His attraction to Touya was truly one of admiration and over time developed into one of lust and a distorted form of love. He would never harm Touya because of this, but that did not stop him from harming others.
Risho walked to a small table that stood on the right side of his shindai (bed). Though his room was filled with paintings and countless images of the ice demon, on this table were the things Risho loved the most. They were the things that had once belonged to Touya.
There was a small container that contained some of the youkai's hair and it carried with it the very smell of winter. There was also a torn piece of white cloth, a memento of the first encounter they had had. But probably the most important item was a small blue vial, which contained Touya's very own blood. A symbol of Risho's complete ownership. To own a person's blood, was to own the person himself.
Risho removed the lid off the vial and stuck the tip of his index finger inside. When he removed the digit, it was covered in blood. Risho brought it to his lips and lapped up the liquid. Like Touya, it to was cold and bitter sweet. Like his flesh, it was smooth and unblemished, the perfect balance between good and evil. “I sense that you are coming my little ice suisho (crystal), and I am looking forward to your arrival. It's been such a long time hasn't it? So long since I was one with you. But yet you still deny me! You still turn yourself away! Never once have you given yourself completely to me and yet I am still here day after day pining away for something that was never mine!”
The master of earth placed the cover back upon the bottle and set it gently down. He had been sulking in his quarters for nearly five hours musing over his lost love. It was now time to return to the source of all his madness, to the reason for his insanity. By now Jin would be feeling the effects of the poison in his chest, and Risho did not want to waste a second of watching the youkai struggle.
When he reached the observation deck to the holding cell, it became very evident that Jin was in considerable pain. The combination of mental bombardment along with physical torture was almost something to be complimented and admired. Only a true evil genius could have come up with such an expert plan.
But Jin never uttered a thought, never even tried to think of something other than Touya. It was true that his mind was filled with sorrow, but it was never once out of self pity. “So this is the one you love Touya? This is the demon with whom you have shared so much and yet nothing at all? It is for him that you cry and are even now thinking of sacrificing your life for? I fear I shall never understand why. . .”
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“There is no time to wait for Hiei Kurama! I must go, NOW! But I need you to come with me. If Jin is still alive then I will need someone who will be able to heal him by my side! Please Kurama, we can waste no more time.”
Kurama looked deep into Touya's eyes, the blue in them was faded with sorrow and there was almost no sparkle left to see. He knew that finding Jin meant so much to this little demon, and yet he did not know why. But everyone had secrets (even he had a few of his own), and it was not his place to question these things.
“. . .Alright, we will go. Start up the path, and I will join you in a moment, I just have to gather the herbs we will need.”
“Kurama you are truly a friend and I will owe you my life for this.” With that, Touya strode briskly from the cave, lost in thoughts of finding his friend still alive and well. Kurama stood near the entrance eyes fixed on the wandering youkai.
Yes a friend indeed, but I just know Hiei is going to have some choice words for me when he gets home. . .
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IT'S DONE! IT'S DONE! CHAPTER 5 IS DONE! Would ya look at that?! Who would of thought that this story would actually keep going?! I'm sooooo proud of myself! :) wait a sec. . .I'm being a little self centered. . .sorry (hangs head in shame). Anyway, thanks for all the reviews everybody and if you have any questions feel free to ask! I still don't know if I'm going to make the ending sad or not. I'm actually thinking about writing 2 separate endings, and taking a vote on which one I'm gonna put up. So keep reading and I'll let you know when to vote. Ta ta for now! :)