Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Hot ❯ Shadow sprit ( Chapter 1 )

Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Hot

Chapter 1

Author's Notes: Any comments or anything at all, even if enjoyed for masturbation please don't be shy I love all criticism and comments.

Thanks to the wonderful conversation we had on the 27th of September 2003, I began to think. Yes I know that it is a scary thought, but it's true. Remember the conversation we had about Karasu and Kurama? Well this is what I came up with. Enjoy, oh and I know you are not one for rape but this short slash thing has it. Also please don't get pissed if it's not updated often, these things take fucking time people!

Dedication: Dedicated to my best friend Tami, who also helped me with my shitty grammar and spelling.

Summery: Ok Kurama was walking down the street, but then something grabbed him and pulled him into the shadows…

Warnings: Rape, slash (male/male), and violence. IF YOU DON'T FUCKING READ THE WARNINGS IT'S YOUR OWN FUCKING FAULT, DON'T COMPLAIN TO ME IT'S STAED HERE CLEARLY!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, I only own the plot.

Kurama felt two strong hands pinning him against the hard brick wall of the old building. He struggled, but his efforts were in vain; his captor was too strong. Then laughter broke the silence, it was a mocking laugh, but at the same time seductive. Then fear swept over Kurama like the tide breaks against the shore; he knew this laugh because he had heard it before.

"What do you want with me?" he asked quietly, each word was laced with fear.

The laughter came again, then through the hazy light; his attacker made himself visible.

"Now, now, playing dumb doesn't suit you. You know what I want, you have known for a long time."

Kurama's emerald eyes widened slightly at the demon before him.

"I thought you were dead, in fact you are dead."

Karasu laughed coldly before pressing his body closer to Kurama's, he could feel the boy trembling beneath him.

"Appearances can be deceiving, you should know that" Karasu's words were smooth but there was anger behind each one. He crushed Kurama's smaller body under his, then let go of Kurama's right wrist, and pulled his metal mask down, revealing his slender face. He released Kurama's other wrist, before claiming his lips in a rough, possessive kiss. Kurama groaned, as he felt his knees go weak. There was nothing he could do, or was there? Karasu pulled away, but still kept his body against Kurama's.

"I know what you're thinking, and I wouldn't try it if I were you, because if you don't give me what I want, I will kill you, and this time you won't come back."

Kurama shrank against the wall, Karasu was right, there was nothing he could do now except let the demon take what he wanted. Then he felt a leather clad finger slide down his cheek and down to his chin, turning his head so that he was looking straight into the other demons eyes.

"Now don't be sad, I know you want this, and even if you don't, there's nothing you can do to stop me."

Karasu smiled wickedly at the cowering boy before him, then slowly moved his gloved hand down Kurama's chest, unfastening the clasps holding the front of his shirt together as he went.

Kurama turned his head away, unable to watch Karasu taking such pleasure in something as cheap and lustful as rape. But to his dismay the other demon had other ideas, he grabbed Kurama's chin, jerking his head round so that they were face to face before crushing his lips in another painful kiss. Karasu ran his tongue across Kurama's lips in an attempt to get the boy to grant him access, but he didn't. Karasu became angered by the boy's stubbornness and bit down hard on his soft bottom lip. Kurama cried out in pain but his cries were muffled by the other demon lips. Karasu took advantage of the boy's cries and slipped his tongue in to the others mouth. Kurama began to tremble against Karasu as he felt his tongue glide across his, he tried desperately to control his body, but things were becoming too intense.

Finally the kiss was broken, and Karasu licked the blood off of his lips, the metallic tang filling his mouth. Unfortunately for Kurama, his attacker was no where near finished, and once again he found himself being kissed roughly. He felt the bigger body move off of him slightly, only to be replaced with two leather clad hands. He could feel Karasu's hands glide over his exposed chest, sending shivers down his spine. Finally the gloved hands came to his belt pulling it off with ease, before slowly unbuttoning his jeans. Kurama's eyes widened and he pulled away, breaking the kiss as he felt Karasu's hand close around the aroused part of his body. He swallowed hard before letting a groan escape his throat.

"So you like that?" Karasu asked coldly. Kurama closed his eyes, his body was trembling violently, and he only just found his voice.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

The raven-haired demon smiled coldly then moved his hand back up Kurama's body. He curled his fingers around his delicate throat, making it hard for the boy to breath.

"They say revenge is a dish best served cold, but I like to think other wise. Wouldn't you agree?"

Kurama began to feel faint from lack of oxygen, when he didn't answer Karasu became angry once again. He threw Kurama to the ground, then kicked him in the ribs, before climbing on top of him and pinning his hands above his head. Karasu leaned forward and kissed him harshly, biting at his swollen lips.

" Now to take what's mine"

Kurama didn't even hear Karasu's words, his mind was racing and he was fighting a loosing battle with his body. No one in any of his lives, past or present, had aroused him like this, and with every second that past he felt his control slipping away like sand in an hour glass.

He closed his emerald eyes not wishing to see the pleasure on the other demon's face, and his glass like tears fell down his cheeks, onto the ground which would most likely be his final resting-place.

He was suddenly torn from his thoughts as he felt the cold hands upon him once again; the leather-clad fingers encircling his fully erected penis.

Karasu started roughly stroking his shaft bringing unbelievable pleasure to Kurama. He tried his best to hold back the moans that threatened to escape his throat as the demon stroked him, increasing his pace at the same time. Karasu finally pulled Kurama's jeans down over his ankles with his other hand.

"See, I told you you'd want this," came his cold slightly angered voice. He then started undoing the clasps on his own shirt and pants. Sliding off his clothing and letting them fall to the ground, Karasu revealed his own throbbing member. Then with his teeth removed the glove from his right hand instilling more fear into the cowering boy.

"Open wide," was the next thing that Kurama heard, but he refused and Karasu became enraged. He sat down lazily on Kurama's lithe form and thrust his cock onto Kurama's mouth, while sliding three callused fingers roughly into his ass.

"Being stubborn I see, well I'll soon change that."

Karasu dug his long nails into Kurama's prostrate causing him to scream, therefore opening his mouth granting Karasu's swollen cock access to the fiery heat of his mouth. He began slowly rocking his hips, thrusting his whole member into Kurama's mouth as hard as he could making the boy gag from the sudden force of something being shoved so deep in his throat. Once he was satisfied with how slick his cock was, with Kurama's saliva, Karasu removed his now lubricated penis and lowered himself. He quickly and painfully removed his three fingers, scraping his nails along the warmth of Kurama's ass.

"Now that wasn't so bad was it?" He grinned seductively.

Kurama couldn't bare to open his eyes; he prayed that the demon straddling him wouldn't force him to open them. He closed them tightly until he felt a sudden pressure against his ass, and tensed. Even though he had had relationships with other men before no one had ever treated him so roughly. None of the experiences he had shared with any of them had ever been so lust based; not even Hiei had been so violent.

Karasu then forced his cock up Kurama's ass. Kurama screamed out in pain, yet also some what out of pleasure, enjoying the feeling of Karasu's 9 inches in his ass. The raven hared demon bent his head lower and kissed Kurama again with extreme harshness, ramming his tongue deep into his mouth where his cock had been only moments ago. As he continued ravishing his mouth Karasu continued to thrust his penis roughly into Kurama's tight hole. The boy began moaning lightly his guard slowly being dropped by the building sensation within him. Kurama cried out as his enemy's thick member hit his prostate again and again. Karasu soon realized that Kurama was enjoying this punishment a little more than he should have been, and decided to torture him further. Wrapping his hand around Kurama's soft sac, breaking the kiss in the process, he dug his nails into them extremely hard causing him to bleed. Kurama screamed out in sheer pain and closed his eyes as tight as he could trying not to cry. Karasu thrust his prick painfully up Kurama's ass even faster. Kurama then realizing that Karasu might cum soon; he managed to free one hand and reached for his own throbbing cock. Karasu ripped the glove off of his other hand with his teeth and slapped Kurama's hand away from his dick harshly, carelessly letting the glove fall to the ground.

"This isn't for your fucking enjoyment bitch." He said huskily.

He then repined the boy's wrists with both hands digging his nails into them causing him to bleed and cry out even more. Suddenly as he felt Kurama tighten around him Karasu started fucking his ass as hard as he could and a burst of white, hot, sticky, cum filled the boy's ass. He fell onto Kurama and kissed him harshly once again, then slowly dragged his lips across the boy's young, trembling body. After a seemingly endless moment, the demon gathered his clothes and dressed, lastly replacing his metal mask over the lower part of his face.

"No wonder Hiei left you, you're a fucking slut and that's all you'll ever be." He spat at the boy before disappearing into the shadows.

Kurama lay limp on the ground for a moment trying to forget the events that had just occurred and came with out realizing it. He knew something had happened, but was not sure what because of the excruciating pain along his side from where Karasu's heavy, leather and metal boot had struck him only moments before. He could feel the blood running across his clammy skin and onto the cold concrete, on which he lay. Groggily Kurama slowly began to sit up, his head started to spin immediately and a wave of nausea swept over him. He sat in the silence, resting his head in his hands for a moment trying to regain his composure and control over his trembling body. He then attempted to gather his wet, blood stained clothes, slowly doing his best to dress himself properly, though his efforts were in vain. The boy's sweat dampened bangs stuck to his forehead, and loose strands of his long red hair stuck to his sweaty, tear dampened face.

Tears ran down his flushed cheeks, tears not just from pain but also from sorrow. Collapsing back onto the ground in his last breath of consciousness he whispered,

"How could you ever leave me on my own Hiei…"

He was barely able to finish his words as his body gave up the fight and fell into a state of unconsciousness.