Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Silver ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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<p>Silver

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<p>Obsession, lust, and murder. Who is Senka? Lovely Murasaki, chaste Beni, strange Shisei, or dangerous Senryoku? When everything is not what it seems, can the Reikai Tantei figure out who the killer is, and live to tell the tale? Very morbid. H/OC

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<p>Chapter One

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<p>Hiei watched the graceful movements of Yuusatsu as she moved about the kitchen. It was their first week anniversary to joining the band of thieves, and there still weren't any good leads on which one it was. They only knew that it was one of the four.

<p>Murasaki was always somewhere else when you wanted to find her, but she popped up whenever you didn't want her to.

<p>Beni was often late in the inspection of the loot, no one knew where she had been.

<p>Senryoku was just a suspicion in of herself, slinking about everywhere, and scorning Hiei every chance that she got, usually something about him and Beni.

<p>Shisei was actually leading their band of thieves pretty effectively, but that was also rather suspicious.

<p>Shirogane finally decided to show up, wiping some tears from her eyes. Not the first tears that day he would bet. She noticed that he, Yuusatsu, Kurama, and Kuwabara were in the room, and she hastily scrubbed the tears from her face.

<p>The other cook frowned, "Shirogane-chan, honey, you should go back to your tent. Get some sleep. The boss said that we aren't going to start moving until the afternoon."

<p>"No, I'm fine," she said. "Really, I am. I'm doing . . . I feel so much better."

<p>"Go to sleep."

<p>She glanced at Hiei, "I bet Hiei-san would like some miso soup, and you know you aren't that good at it. I'll just make him a bowl, and leave some out for him or anyone else to grab."

<p>He minisculey sighed. Senka had really done a number on the female youkai cook. Her mate. How low had Senka become? She should have at least killed Shirogane too. Or did she like to watch her suffer?

<p>Shisei walked into the tent, and then paused at the scene, "Shirogane-chan, you've been crying again. I want you back in your tent. We won't be moving at all today. You need some time to rest. A day at least."

<p>"Boss, I just . . ." she looked at her cringing hands. "I just don't want to go back in there. I just keep rolling over to . . . to just reach for him . . . and he's not there, Shisei! He's buried in a damn ditch thousands of miles behind us! I want him back!"

<p>Yuusatsu went over to Shirogane, and patted her shoulder, "You can't have him back, Shirogane-chan. He's gone, and no one's going to be able to bring him back to you. Rippa's dead."

<p>"I know," she whispered, "but I want him back."

<p>"Then," Shisei began, "I'll find you a new mate." Before Shirogane could protest, the boss was already at the tent flap, "All right, boys! We're going to sell Shirogane here at the highest bidder! Who wants to start at twenty dama?!"

<p>"Boss!" Shirogane grabbed her arm, and jerked her back inside as the thieves passing by laughed and shouted out their bidding. She blushed when Shisei glared at her, "Boss, I'll go to bed. Please, don't ever do that again."

<p>Shisei smiled, "I finally knocked some sense into you. I knew that you had a brain in there. You should use it more often." Her smile grew wider, and looked at Hiei, Kuwabara, and Kurama, "Maybe we can have one of these fine young youkai escort you to your tent, ne, Shirogane-chan? Isn't Kuwabara about Rippa's size? Hey, Kuwa-"

<p>"No, I'll be fine, Boss. Really."

<p>She looked her up, and down before nodding, "Okay, but you're probably missing out on a lot." She leaned over to whisper in her ear, but everyone heard anyway, "I heard that you could use a change in pace. Maybe I'll send Hiei to guard your back at a distance . . . ?"

<p>The cook squeaked, "Boss, I'm going to sleep!" And then she fled the tent.

<p>The boss threw her head back, and laughed, "I haven't had that much fun in long time!"

<p>Yuusatsu sighed sadly, "She'll never be the same again."

<p>Shisei nodded absently, "Well, it seems like we're going to be staying here today." She turned to the boys, "What do you guys say to a night out with me? Yuusuke-kun can come with us too."

<p>A red head popped into the tent, "What about me, Boss? I want to come!"

<p>"Murasaki-chan, of course you can! You're the life of the party!"

<p>The youko smiled, and then opened the flap of the tent to enter completely, and then looked behind her, "Beni-chan, do you want to come?"

<p>Beni's soft voice drifted into the tent, "I don't think so, Murasaki-san. I should really be catching up on my work. I need to do those figures on the last raid."

<p>"Nonsense!" Cried out Shisei, dragging the petite youkai into the tent. "You're coming with us, Beni-chan!"

<p>"Boss, really," she started, "I have things to do."

<p>She frowned, "Fine, be that way." She headed out the tent, "If you <i>really</i> loved me, Beni-chan . . ."

<p>Beni sighed, and shook her head, "I'll come with you, Boss."

<p>"Great!" She took a hold of Beni's arm, and took up running out the tent. Suddenly there was a shout, "Ah!"

<p>"Boss," said a dangerously smooth voice, "you should watch where you're going."

<p>"Right, Senryoku-kun. I'll watch where I'm going. I have to look for Yuusuke-kun now. You should come with us. We're going bar-hopping!"

<p>"No thanks."

<p>"Are you sure?" Goaded Shisei.

<p>"Positive."

<p>"Oh, well then . . . Come on, Beni-chan! Murasaki-chan! We've got to find Yuusuke-kun!"

<p>Murasaki giggled, and chased after them. Kurama went out after that.

<p>The dark-skinned hell raiser, known as Senryoku, entered the tent, but stopped once she saw Hiei. Kuwabara looked between the two of them, and then mumbled, slinking out of the tent, "I'm going to help them look for Urameshi."

<p>Yuusatsu snapped as she exited, "If any blood gets on anything, I'm killing the lot of you!"

<p>Senryoku smirked, and sat across from Hiei. He was sitting at one end, and she was at the other. They stared into each others' eyes for a long time before either said anything.

<p>"Senryoku-chan."

<p>"Hiei." She glared slightly at 'chan.'

<p>He stood, and she followed suit. She was not much taller than he, only a couple inches if that. Compared to Beni's petite frame, she had a full chest, and voluptuous curves. Hiei wasn't entirely sure how he wanted to approach this deadly problem. How would he mark her?

<p>Senka or not, Senryoku looked like she would slice him open with no regrets.

<p>No regrets . . .

<p>Hiei smirked, and she snarled at him as he slowly walked toward her. He placed his hands on each of her cheeks, glancing at her dagger connected to her stump before doing so, and he leaned up as he tilted her head toward him. Suddenly, he felt her dagger pressed against his chest, and she growled, "You knew that I would do that, so why did you try to kiss me?"

<p>"Maybe," he murmured low, "I like the challenge."

<p>Her black and white eyes widened for a very brief moment, and then they were back to their regular slitted shape, "Maybe, you want to die, Hiei."

<p>His right hand traced her jawline, and then the rope-burn on her neck . . .

<p>She hissed, but he ignored her, snatching her knife away from his chest with his other hand, and quickly undoing the dagger from the base that was connected to her arm. He had secretly watched her unhook it from the base, so that he could do the same later on. Like now. He chucked the dagger, and it stuck into the wood of the farside of the table with a loud thunk.

<p>When he clamped their lips together, Senryoku gasped into his mouth, and backed up only to be stopped by the table. He grabbed her stump and her hand, holding them by the wrist with his left hand as he pressed her to lay down on the table.

<p>She bit down on his tongue when he tried to push it into her mouth, and he pulled away, chuckling. He growled into her mouth, "You shouldn't have done that."

<p>Hiei released her, and walked quickly out of the tent. He was no more than three steps out when he ran into Beni. A brush of air alerted him to danger, and he tilted his head to the side, neatly catching the dagger that Senryoku had thrown at his head.

<p>Beni gasped, "Hiei-san . . ."

<p>He smirked, and shouted to Senryoku, "You should be more careful, Senryoku-chan! You could have hurt my Beni-chan!"

<p>"<i>Your</i> Beni-chan?!" She raged. "What was that in there?! Why?!"

<p>He raised one delicate eyebrow, and smiled slowly, "You should come with us to the city. You would look very lovely in a dress." With that he tossed the dagger back to her.

<p>She caught it, and numbly stared at him.

<p>Taking Beni's hand, he leaned down to her to whisper as they walked, "I thought that you were going to look for Yuusuke with the Boss. And what are you planning to wear?"

<p>Beni blushed, and stammered, "Ah . . . I'm just going to wear the usual, and well, I . . ." her face turned even redder, "I wanted to ask you something."

<p>"Yes?"

<p>Behind them, Senryoku screamed, but when they glanced at her, she was walking away from them. He smirked, and directed his attention to Beni when she asked, "What did you do to Senryoku-san?"

<p>"Nothing too bad," he said. "What did you want to ask?"

<p>Her blush returned full blast, "I wanted to know if . . . When we go to the city, will . . ." She said in a rush, "Hiei-san, will you dance with me?"

<p>"I'd love to." He tugged her with him to her tent, "Let's find something for you to wear." He rumbled into her ear, "You should wear something nice."

<p>When they were in her tent, Hiei knotted the ties, so that it wouldn't be so easy for anyone to enter. Beni was blushing when Hiei turned to look at her. He laid back on her futon, and watched her.

<p>She opened her mouth, and then closed it a couple times before she stammered, "Should I . . . ?"

<p>"Should you what?" He raised an eyebrow. He pointed at a trunk in the corner of the tent, "Is that where your clothes are?"

<p>"Yes . . ."

<p>"Show me what's in it."

<p>She bent over the trunk, and opened it, digging out all her clothes. Beni piled a good portion of the trunk's contents next to it, and then she took out a smaller trunk from out of that one. Setting this trunk next to the futon, her face flushed again.

<p>"Hiei-san," she began, "these are the clothes that Murasaki keeps getting for me. She's always trying to convince me to wear them, but I don't like them. I try them on to see if they fit, but then I never wear them again."

<p>Hiei opened the small trunk, and took out a hot pink thong with a hole in the crotch, smirking, "Will you try these things on for me, Beni-chan?"

<p>Her whole face lit up red like a torch, and it seemed to reach her neck as well. She nodded. Beni slowly stripped herself of her skirt, and blouse. The hi youkai pulled her scantily clad body up against his, and he looked through the trunk briefly before pulling out another thong with a hole in the crotch that was white and lacey. He slipped off her underwear, and then abruptly flipped the both of them over, so that he was on top.

<p>She squeaked, and gasped as his mouth latched onto her neck. Slowly, he unwound the band of cloth that was wrapped around her chest. Beni reached to pull off his cloak, but he grabbed her wrists, and held them over her head.

<p>He murmured, "Naughty girl, we're supposed to be getting you ready for tonight."

<p>Actually, he didn't trust her enough to sleep with her just yet. Hiei wanted to know more about her activities before fucking her. That went with the other three too. Females - Hiei had discovered - often tended to trust those that they slept with. At least, to the extent that they believed that they weren't at the top of their partner's hit list. He did not consider himself trustworthy enough in their eyes; he wanted to make sure that Beni and the others trusted him at least that much.

<p>Otherwise, he would definately be in her at that moment.

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<p>Kurama absently played with Murasaki's silver pendant, and asked, "Where did you get this from?"

<p>She smiled up at him brilliantly, "My baasan. If you twist the bottom, it plays a melody."

<p>He did this, and a sweet lullaby - popular with Makai children - played. Leaning up against his chest, she sighed happily.

<p>This was the first bar of the night; something called 'The Mark.'

<p>Murasaki was dressed in a lovely skimpy ensemble. A black skirt that went to her mid-thigh; if she bent over in any way one could see the lacy white thong that she wore. Her breasts were barely concealed by the wide strap of white cloth tied around them.

<p>She turned around to lean those same breasts up against him, "Kurama-san, let's go see Hiei-san and Yuusuke-san."

<p>He smiled, and that seemed like a good enough answer for her because the next moment she was leading him through the throng. Kurama - because he was much taller than most of the denizens of the bar - saw Yuusuke and Shisei with the bartender and several other members of the band.

<p>As they approached them, he heard Shisei, "Nadegiri-chan, you and Hissatsu-kun go create a perimeter on the eastside of the bar. Ibukuro-kun, go on the northside. Naozari-chan, Anga-san, you cover the west and south. And you," she smirked up at Kurama who had just appeared, "Kurama-san, will buy me a drink, and then dance with me. If it's all right with his date, of course."

<p>Murasaki smiled, "That's fine, Boss."

<p>Shisei took his arm, and Murasaki let him go. The boss smirked, "You know, I don't care if it's all right with his date. I'm stealing him!" With that she cackled, and ran off with Kurama on her arm, shouting back, "Keep Yuusuke-kun amused!"

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<p>Beni had attached herself to his arm the moment that they had entered the bar. She had claimed that she didn't want to get lost, and while that may have been true, she was also rubbing herself against him. Hiei didn't know whether to be annoyed, aroused, or amused. Opting for a mix of the last two, he led her to the bar. He sat her on his lap, and ordered the most edible looking drink on the menu. Which was a bloody virgin. Non virgin.

<p>He hated bloody virgins, but they looked a lot better than the kaenbin.

<p>Beni blinked in surprise at something across the room, "Is that Senryoku-san?"

<p>Smirking, he said, "I do believe that it is."

<p>The woman in his lap had chosen to go out in a dark blue dress with long, extremely loose sleeves. The dress barely covered her chest - any lower and her nipples would be out for anyone to see - her shoulders weren't covered at all, and it only went to her mid thigh. Beni was stunning.

<p>Light yellow tight pants, and a white tank top that did anything but cover up was the outfit that Senryoku had shown up in. Instead of her silver dagger, she had replaced it with a silver hook. Hiei's mind - and libido - was screaming at him to jump her. <i>Hell,</i> his libido seemed to say, <i>you can take the both of them. They wouldn't mind . . .</i>

<p>His senses calmed themselves as he looked at Senryoku though because not too far from where she was stood Shirogane. Hiei blinked in surprise. She had decided to come? After the wreck that she had been that morning? How brave.

<p>He whispered into Beni's ear, "I think that Shirogane wants to dance. You don't mind do you?"

<p>"Not at all," she smiled, "go ahead."

<p>Beni got off his lap, and took his seat when he headed toward Shirogane. He passed Senryoku as he did this, and he said to her, "Save me a dance."

<p>To which she replied, lightly scraping his cheek with her hook as he brushed past, "I'll save you the Dance of Swords any time, Hiei."

<p>Shirogane was looking at the band playing the music, and Hiei could see through the crowd that she was lightly tapping her foot to the beat. From her white short skirt at her knees to the long, wide, black cloth wrapped around her midrift and breasts to her blonde hair carefully wrapped into a high, loose bun, Shirogane was the epitome of beauty, and the tiny grin growing on her face only enhanced it a thousand fold. Hiei wondered briefly at what new levels of beauty she could reach if her smile was larger. And if it reached her eyes.

<p>The crowd became rowdier around her, and Hiei couldn't even walk through them. A few individuals were stupid enough to ignore Hiei's glare, but he didn't dare reprimand them. That would get them kicked out, and he needed to stay on Shisei's good side. Still though, he couldn't get to Shirogane. She seemed to finally realize his presence near by though, and she looked over at him, her smile faultering.

<p>Making sure that she could see, he held his hand out to her, offering to dance. She bit her lip, and hesitantly treaded her way through the crowd, slowly but surely coming to him. Hiei took up trying to get to her as well. Several minutes, and bruises later - on her part - they were standing side-by-side, Hiei taking her hand into his, settling his other hand on her hip, and bringing her closer.

<p>The dance was not a slow song, but Hiei wasn't up to fast movement and grinding at that moment. Not with her. She had suffered too much to gain the attention of one such as himself. Leave his perverted attentions to those four. Shirogane didn't seem to mind dancing slowly though.

<p>All he wanted to do was look into her eyes anyway. Frost green. Like in the morning during the winter, when one would rise, and look outside to see that frost had kissed the leaves and grass.

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