Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Rainstorms ❯ chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Well, I've decided to post the second chappie of this monster.

Hiei: I still don't have an answer.

Silvertales: I'm not giving you one until somebody reviews…

Hiei: PLEASE!!!! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!!!

Silvertales: *grimaces* Wow, please review before Hiei does something silly.

DISCLAIMER: Yeah, still don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. If I did, you'd see a lot more of Hiei and Kurama and a lot less of Yusuke. Warning: Language and things get a little spicy in this chapter. If that don't bother you, enjoy.

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She was exquisite. The only one that could have possibly matched her beauty was Yukina.

Her heart was pounding in her chest and I could almost taste the blood that rushed thru her veins.

I had finally gotten her to stop causing the damned rain and now that I was not in my full demon form, I could talk with her face to face.

As I had told her, I had been watching her. Very closely. I sniggered as I saw her feet shuffle nervously in the mud path, eyes searching for a quick escape route. She wouldn't find one…after all…

She's only a ningen.

It had never been in my intentions to intimidate her but I guess that comes naturally for a youkai like myself. Females are and always will be afraid of their male counterparts. It is law.

I again smiled to myself as I sensed her terror and saw her leg muscle bunch, readying her for a quick bolt to the left. It wasn't happening.

I leaped forward and pinned her to the ground, holding her wrists to the muddy soil and straddling her waist with my thighs. She suddenly ceased to struggle and went limp in my grasp.

"Why have you stopped fighting?" I asked her, biting down the urge to take her at that moment.

"You're going to rape me anyways…why should I struggle and waste more of my energy, Hiei?" two brown eyes looked up at me and I sighed. My name coming out of her mouth represented venom She said my name like a nasty disease…then again…perhaps I am the embodiment of some wretched disease that plagues all of her kind?

"I will not and would not rape you. I'm going to make you give into me willingly…it's much more fun that way…" I smiled, making sure my fangs pushed over the edge of my lips.

She didn't seem impressed.

"Fuck off. I could have every drop of blood boiling in that half-pint little cock of yours in two milliseconds. I wouldn't try it…Hiei," again, her voice mocked me.

"Watch it ningen,"

"Fuck off, you retard demon…"

"Stupid dirty human!!"

"I thought you just wanted to fuck me two minutes ago!"

I stopped our banter with a searing kiss on her lips. Oh how soft! True to her word, she did not fight against my lips but did not respond either..

I pulled away, breathless. Her eyes were looking off beyond my shoulder, blank and emotionless. I brought my hands down to make quick work of the thin shirt she wore but then halted, cold.

I couldn't bring myself to do it. I lifted her shirt as far as her firm breasts but could not force my hands farther. I could not, would not rape her.

I sighed, disgusted with my weakness and pulled her shirt back down. Her eyes met with mine, a look of mild surprise in them, a slender, brown eyebrow raised. I stood.

"Not tonight, ningen. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after, you won't know until that dark evening. I would prepare. Oh…" I turned around and looked at her prone form still lying on the ground, "don't try and run. I'll track you down and I just might not hold to my promise of not forcing myself on you. Demons like myself don't keep promises well."

I leaped up into the trees, taking the short way home, to the Makai, the demon world.

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I shuddered, cold and now alone. God, what was he after?

Damn you Amaya, you know what he's after. How fucking stupid are you?

I sat and pulled my night shirt, that Hiei had partially pulled up, down and readjusted my muddy, worn pj pants. I stood and looked left and right. I took the path that led to the right.

I was going home. I had had enough for one night.

~The Next Night~

I sat in bed, hugging my knees tight to my chest. Was he coming? Or wasn't he? He said to be prepared…and I was. I had been practicing on the garden hose in my backyard. Mother yelled of course.

That was the third hose I've blown up this summer.

It wasn't raining, of course it wasn't. Hadn't he said that rain made him a evil monster? Well, then again, look at him when it isn't raining. Except for the physical changes, not much else is different.

But what physical changes they are. As hard as I tried to keep him out of my mind, Hiei's slight form and deadly addictive eyes (all three of them) kept coming back and haunting my every thought thru this miserable day. When I could no longer stand his unforgettable and seductive glare, I excused myself to my room and have been sitting here, in this uncomfortably tense position, for over 5 hours.

A small scrape on my window pane alerted me and I moved my eyes to that corner of my room. As I was watching, dread growing in my stomach, two strong arms wrapped around my body, trapping my knees permanently against my chest.

I opened my mouth to scream but a hand clamped down on it before I could voice even the smallest sound.

"You scream and I'll kill you where you lay, understand ningen?" Hiei's deep, rumbling voice was followed by a bright sliver of light, which I understood to be the katana he wears tied around his slim waist.

I nodded and he released enough pressure on my mouth so I could move my lips. I muttered the three syllables that would finish Hiei off for good and felt the Ki leave my body to infuse the words with power.

Hiei let out a yelp that would have been funny if the circumstances had been different and let go of my legs. I heard him coughing up and choking on the floor of my room.

"I won't call off the spell until you leave and I highly suggest you leave. You can't keep breathing forever, not when your lungs are slowly filling up with water," my voice sounded strange, even to myself. What the hell was I doing? I was standing here while I murdered someone?! Demon or not, no one deserves this. Not even Hiei…

The little demon tried to come-back with something vile, I'm sure, but instead coughed up a mouthful of water. He looked up at me and I saw fright in his eyes. He was dying! God, what was I doing!!!???

As I said the three words that would release the spell, Hiei pulled the bandana that was tied around his head off. A golden light filled my bedroom and I lost all feeling in my body. I couldn't feel a damned thing. I couldn't even tell if I had legs or arms.

Is this death?

Am I dead?

If so, this isn't too bad. I thought death would be much more painful than this.

"Stupid human." My vision returned and I saw that I was on my back on my bedroom floor and Hiei was leaning over me, his bright purple third eye staring at me along with his two normal, well semi-normal anyways, reddish eyes.

"What did you do?" I croaked out. My throat apparently wasn't accustomed to its place back in my neck yet.

"I overpowered your spell with one of my own." I then realized that Hiei's mouth wasn't moving. Although, his third eye was studying me as though it was trying to determine if I was still a threat or not.

"Can you tell your freaky third eye on your forehead to stop looking at me like that? It's creeping me out here," I snapped, and the eye narrowed as if it heard and understood that I had just called it `freaky'.

"My Jagan, as you will refer to it as from now on, does not like to be made fun of. I have limited control over it and I would be cautious of what you say. As for telling it what to do, that is nearly impossible."

"So, it has a mind of its own?"

"Of sorts. Why did you try to kill me?" Hiei asked with perfected innocence, or at least as innocent as Hiei can get.

"What?! I can't believe you!! You sneak into my room at 2 o'clock in the morning, nevertheless to rape me, and you have the audacity to ask me why I tried to protect myself against you?! Fuck you and the horse you came in on!" I spit in his face. I was disgusted as his two normal eyes closed but the Jagan stayed open, like a gaping purple void that hated me and every part of me.

"Hey you…Jagan. I know you can hear me so don't try and ignore me. Close up shop there buddie. You're creeping me out," I thought hard, my mental voice aimed at the eye on my captor's forehead. To my utter shock and amazement, the eye did close…but not before revolving around in its socket, imitating a eye roll worthy of a pouty grade-schooler. I snorted in amusement. At least Hiei's weird eye had a sense of humor.

Hiei looked down on me again and he stayed quiet for a moment. I waited, not knowing what to do or say. Hours passed it seemed and it soon came to my notice that my fingers had stared to play with Hiei's long black cloak. I quickly pulled my hand away as I silently cursed at myself.

"Are you prepared, human?" Hiei's voice sent a shiver down my spine. The coldness in it was…for lack of a better word, cold.

"No," I answered in a smaller and more frightened voice than I had planned. Hiei sighed and I tried to shrink away from him as he looked my body over. I saw that his hungry scarlet eyes stopped to stare at the curves of my breasts and hips. I must've let out a little whimper or something because Hiei's eyes snapped back to my face.

"Don't worry, Amaya. I will not hurt you, too much," Hiei's head lowered to mine and I clenched my eyes closed as his lips touched mine. It wasn't bad…and it definitely wasn't as horrible as I thought it was going to be.

I had read in some stories that when the characters kissed, one or the other could taste on their partner's lips a faint taste of something. Frankly, I thought this was bullshit. Unless my kissing post for the night had eaten a really reaky taco for dinner, I could never taste anything on anyone's lips but…Hiei was different.

Hiei had a taste, definitely. A sort of crisp marshmallow, hot dog burnt on the grill, carbon-y sort of taste. It wasn't displeasing, if anything, it was a little unnerving.

I pulled away from the soft, charred-tasting lips gasping for breath. He was a good kisser, no doubt about that. Shit, I've kissed boys almost 6 years older than me and none of them kissed as good as Hiei.

Two small but strong hands traveled their way into my hair and wound their fingers into it. My hands found Hiei's white scarf and untied it, throwing it across my bedroom and delighting in the soft thump I heard when it hit the floor.

My fingers made quick work of the clasp that held his heavy black cloak on and soon hot skin was pulling and tensing under my fingertips.

Hiei's head moved down to my neck and I let out a little moan as he nipped my neck. I felt him smile against my skin.

"So Amaya, do you want me?"

I stopped stroking his chest and lay, breathing hard and heavy, my heart pounding in my ears, my mouth open in a half spoken reply.

What did I want? What were the consequences? Oh shit, why don't they ever teach you about how to answer a demon when he asks you for sex in Sex-Ed class?

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Say yes, say yes, say yes, say yes, say yes… my silent mantra ran thru my mind. God, even though I don't really believe in you, let her say yes. The slow and aching throbbing I felt in my lower stomach was growing to grand proportions.

Her hands rested on my chest, the fingertips moving slowly by my nipple.

"I…will you come back?" she asked me.

Damn, these humans think way too much into mating. It was supposed to be a one shot, boom, bang…good-bye and never see you again. That was it! All of this monoism crap was bullshit in the demon world.

"I…no…I won't ever see you again," I heard her suck in air. Fuck, that was the wrong answer.

I bolted. I'll admit it. I phased off her, picked up my cloak and scarf and jumped out the window.

Wrong answer, wrong answer, wrong answer, wrong answer, wrong answer…my mantra had changed. I only knew of one person who could possibly ever help me in my human relations problems. More importantly, the only person who wouldn't laugh at me.

Kurama.

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