Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Silver ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

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

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<p>Silver

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<p>Does Senka know what Hiei and the others are up to? If she does, what will she do? The first victims of Senka were Shirogane and her mate. Who are next in line? Very morbid. H/OC

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<p>Chapter Two

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<p>The dance with Shirogane had been much too short for Hiei's taste because Senryoku pulled him away from her as soon as the song was over. While dancing with Senryoku was fun in its own way, Hiei would have preferred to continue dancing with Shirogane, dancing slowly in both the fast and slow songs, and smelling her intoxicating perfume.

<p>She murmured in his ear in a slow song, "You've been giving me half-assed performances, Hiei."

<p>"Maybe," he rumbled, "I like showing off to those who deserve it." A challenge that she wouldn't refuse.

<p>Senryoku scowled, "I can dance better than everyone here." She whispered, "I think that I deserve you dancing in a competent manner."

<p>"I think that you should be happy with what you get," Hiei said just as the song ended, and a more faster paced song started. "Besides," he ran a hand up her hip, and reached behind to grab her ass before sliding his hand between her legs, "you didn't wear a dress like I asked."

<p>She stiffened, gritting her fangs, and narrowing her dark eyes, "Maybe I didn't want any perverted youkai touching what isn't theirs."

<p>However, Senryoku did not pull away, and Hiei smirked, whispering huskily in her ear, "I'm not just <i>any</i> perverted youkai, Senryoku-chan."

<p>"Then what kind of perverted youkai are you?" She sneered.

<p>Glancing over at Beni to make sure that she wasn't watching, he pulled her with him to a secluded, dark corner of the club. Hiei rammed her up against the wall, and swiftly undid her hook, tossing it aside to where she could retrieve it later. When Hiei held her arms above her head so that she could not interfere, she growled menacingly at him; a growl which soon turned into an abrupt moan of lust when Hiei's mouth latched onto her neck, sucking and chewing roughly.

<p>With his free hand, he cupped her center, pressing up against it suggestively, and watched her try to squirm away from him, though her eyes were dark with passion. Hiei licked his lips, and began sucking lower. He heard lewd chuckles behind him, so he turned to see several youkai watching them.

<p>His smirk became wider, and he turned back to Senryoku whom had also noticed them, growling. Hiei silenced her with a kiss, shoving his tongue deep into her mouth, and almost making her choke when his tongue ventured to attempt at play with the back. Senryoku arched against him as if to try to push him away, and Hiei pulled down her pants.

<p>He jabbed two fingers into her, and she gasped, thrashing against him and the wall.

<p>Senryoku's pants were hanging around her knees, and she struggled to kick them off all the way. When he noticed these actions, Hiei whispered, "Naughty slut. Just hold still, and let me do my handy" - Hiei shoved in another finger into her quickly moistening passage - "work."

<p>She jerked against his body, but Hiei continued to thrust his fingers into her, noting the strain on her face. He began to nibble the vein along her neck, and he heard her pant heavily into his hair. She gasped when he hit against her soft spot, and Hiei smirked against her neck, avoiding that spot entirely.

<p>Whimpering pathetically, she breathed, "Hiei . . . don't tease me . . ."

<p>"Tease you?" He purred, his lips brushed against her lips as he spoke, "That sounds like a wonderful idea."

<p>His fingers reached up into her to trace around her sensitive bit of nerves, and she moaned softly, squirming around to try to make him touch her soft spot. If only by accident.

<p>Hiei licked her ear, and growled softly, pressing his hard member against her thigh, "Your cunt is so wet. I wonder how much my cock would like it."

<p>"It would love it, Hiei. Fuck me," she moaned, kissing his cheek and her tongue ventured out to lick his ear. "Oh, fuck me . . ."

<p>Chuckling, Hiei slapped all three fingers against her soft spot, causing her to scream, "I don't think so, Senryoku-chan. You were a bad girl. You didn't wear a dress like I asked."

<p>"Just this once," she rubbed up against him, panting heavily. "Just fuck me, Hiei."

<p>"Oh, no, Senryoku-chan," he started, "I can't do that. You didn't listen to me, thus you shall be punished. No fuck for you."

<p>Her face contorted into shock, "Hiei, please. Please, fuck me. <i>Please . . .</i>"

<p>However, he persisted, shaking his head, and then he hit her soft spot again, "You better listen to your Hiei-sama next time."

<p>Senryoku arched against him, moaning louder every second - every time that he hit her soft spot, and Hiei watched as she screamed. As she climaxed, her juices gushed out over his hand, and dripped onto the floor. He smirked, and slipped his fingers out, "You seemed to have enjoyed that, Senryoku-chan."

<p>"Shut up," she sneered, gasping, but when he raised an eyebrow at her, she blushed, and looked away.

<p>"That's right, Senryoku-chan, you shall always remember that you begged for me . . . and was denied," Hiei kissed her cheek, and released her wrist and stump, stepping back a step.

<p>A female onlooker stepped up to him, smiling coyly, and purring into his ear, "<i>I'll</i> listen to you, Hiei-sama."

<p>He chuckled, and brandished his wet hand, "Do your Hiei-sama a favor then, and suck his hand clean."

<p>A warm mouth wrapped around two of his fingers, and suckled them clean. Hiei watched Senryoku out of the corner of his eyes as she glared menacingly first at the woman on his hand, and then at him, flushing red again when she realized that he was looking at her. She nervously pulled her pants back up, and then reclaimed her silver hook.

<p>The woman was finished with his hand, and she moaned into his ear while Senryoku reattached her hook to her stump, "I think that it's wise that you didn't fuck her. She was a poor choice in the first place. Missing that hand after all . . ."

<p>Senryoku stiffened, and snarled at the woman, but stopped when Hiei chuckled, "Now, if only you weren't such a bitch, maybe then I'd keep you around for longer than a one-night stand." She suckled his ear, giggling. Hiei would have walked away with the woman if only just to satisfy his need, but then he caught a whiff of the woman. She was wearing the same irrisistable perfume that Shirogane was wearing that night. Reminded of the victim of Senka's sick plots, Hiei suddenly smirked up at her, "And since you are such a bitch, I won't even grant you that one-night stand."

<p>Outraged, the woman slapped him, and spit at his feet, storming away. The perverted youkai that had been watching were quickly dispersing, some shooting leers at Senryoku which she ignored completely, so involved with staring at Hiei.

<p>He shrugged with no comment, and then she asked, "Why didn't you go fuck her? She did as you asked. Isn't that what you want?"

<p>"She just reminded me of someone," Hiei murmured; "it disgusted me." She snorted, and looked away, gazing out into the crowd. After a moment, Hiei stepped closer to her, and whispered softly to her on an impulse, "If you aren't acting, I think that I might be able to love you."

<p>Eyes wide beyond reason, Senryoku stared at him, "What?"

<p>"I might love you if you aren't acting."

<p>She swallowed nothing, "Acting? Why would I be acting?"

<p>Again, he shrugged, and then walked back into the dancing crowd, making his way toward Beni.

<p>She blushed when he sat down beside her, and she said, "Hiei-san . . . anou . . . do you . . . ?"

<p>He just nodded, and brought her back out onto the dance floor.

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<p>"So I says to him . . ." Yuusuke took a pause for dramatic effect, and, while he had paused, he saw someone out on the dance floor, "Kuso! Is that Hiei?!"

<p>Kurama frowned, "You didn't say that, Yuusuke."

<p>"No! Out there!" He pointed to the couple that looked strikingly similar to Hiei and Beni. "I think it's Hiei!"

<p>Kuwabara exclaimed, "No way! It <i>is</i> the shrimp!"

<p>"Oh my . . ." Shisei swooned, "He sure as hell can dance!"

<p>The female youko giggled, "I'd like to get a piece of that action."

<p>"Yeah, even if he is holding back a little."

<p>Yuusuke snickered, "Beni-chan's blushing so hard that I think she might blow up."

<p>It was true. The song was rather provocative, so they were dancing skin to skin - and the fact that Hiei was only wearing pants wasn't helping her any. Tight, leather pants.

<p>"Hey," Kuwabara asked, "where'd he get those pants?"

<p>"Mmm," Murasaki licked her lips. "Who cares? They look absolutely delectable on him."

<p>The hanyou and the youko laughed when Kuwabara blanched, disgusted. Yuusuke said, "Must have been from the Ningenkai."

<p>Shisei's eyes widened, "When did you and Hiei-san go to the Ningenkai?"

<p>"Hell," he said smoothly, "we had to have met this loser somehow." He gestured toward Kuwabara.

<p>"Hey!"

<p>"What were you doing there?" She asked.

<p>Laughing, Yuusuke said, "Me, Hiei, and Kurama tried to steal the Reikai Treasures. We got them, but some Reikai Tantei stopped us. We just barely got away from the annoying bugger."

<p>The boss laughed, "Strong, young youkai like you boys got their asses kicked by some wussy Reikai Tantei?!"

<p>"Yeah, it was humiliating," he sighed. "We weren't as strong back then. Made the three of us buff up a bit. I don't want to be beaten by some weak ningen ever again." He smirked, "It was only - how long ago, Kurama? Two? Three years?"

<p>Hiei and Beni's dance had finished, and they had headed toward them, "Five years, Yuusuke."

<p>"Really?" Yuusuke wasn't one for keeping track of time, and usually Hiei wasn't either, "You kept track?"

<p>He grinned, showing his sharp youkai fangs, "I have my reasons, Yuusuke."

<p>Urameshi Yuusuke paled, and thought, <i>Oh, yeah! </i>I<i> was the annoying bugger!</i>

<p>"Hm? Yuusuke-kun, what's wrong?" Asked Shisei, finally pulling her eyes away from the hi youkai known as Hiei.

<p>Snorting, Hiei answered for him, "<i>He's</i> the one that screwed us over."

<p>"Oh, come on! I didn't mean to get in the way! It just . . . sort of happened . . ." Yuusuke trailed off once Hiei took up scowling viciously at him. Yuusuke held up his hands in mock surrender, and smiled uneasily; it was hard to tell whether that youkai was just joking around and acting or if he was totally serious, "If the circumstances had been different, I probably wouldn't have done that!"

<p>"If the circumstances had been different, you'd have been like you are now."

<p>He raised his eyebrow at him, and then looked down at his youkai form with its dark markings and long hair. Then he began to laugh, "Yeah! I probably would have been more of a help!"

<p>Hiei surprised him by shrugging suddenly, and tracing Beni's cheek with a finger. He smiled at her, and murmured, "Maybe it's best that I didn't succeed. Ne, Beni-chan?"

<p>The girl smiled sweetly, a light pink tinge to her cheeks.

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<p>The next morning found Hiei, Yuusuke, Kuwabara, and Kurama staring at a Shirogane crying over the skewered body of Yuusatsu. Murasaki and Beni were both trying to comfort the distressed Shirogane with what seemed like no success. The thieves' boss was watching with a rather disgusted eye, her mouth twisted as if she wanted to spit.

<p>Hiei tried to reevaluate when all of the suspects returned to the camp. Beni stayed as long as Hiei did, and he stayed at the bar way until about three in the morning. Shisei had stayed until about twenty minutes before that. Murasaki left with Kurama at around a quarter to two, and the infuriated Senryoku left only a half hour after their incident. That meant that she was gone at ten at least.

<p>Which all meant that Senryoku had a very good chance of being the murderer, and Senka. Yuusatsu had been dead for more than six hours by the smell. She had ample time to kill the cook.

<p>A loud sob from Shirogane brought Hiei back to the crime scene, and not knowing what else to do, he placed a hand on her shoulder, "Maybe you should back go to your tent. Get some sleep."

<p>She looked around a bit lost, her hands clenching into a fist and relaxing at erratic moments as if searching for the neck of the killer of her mate and her friend. Finally, her eyes looked straight into his, "Why? Why Rippa? Why <i>her?</i> They did <i>nothing.</i> What's happening to me?"

<p><i>You're part of a disgusting game bent on making your very existance miserable until the most sick and twisted monster imaginable has had her fun, Shirogane, and I might not be able to help you before she gets tired of playing around.</i> But instead of voicing his thoughts, Hiei said, "Go to your tent."

<p>With one more miserable look back at Yuusatsu, her lip quivered, and she stood slowly before Beni and Murasaki tried to direct her out of the cooking tent. Then she screamed, and shoved them away, "Don't <i>touch</i> me!" Shirogane ran out of the tent after that, not even bothering to look at the shocked expressions of Murasaki and Beni.

<p>Hiei followed her out, but only stepped out of the tent about five feet before spotting Senryoku, she was sitting on a large rock, and absently polishing her silver dagger, but she was more staring off into nothing. He approached slowly, and said softly when he was just out of reach of her dagger, "I liked the hook better."

<p>She started, and turned her wide strange eyes at him. Senryoku quickly looked away from him by dropping her eyes to look at his boots, "What happened last night . . . ? With us I mean . . ."

<p>Moving in closer, he whispered just a few inches from her face, "I finger-fucked you. And I might have just plain fucked your brains out if you had been good and worn that dress like I asked."

<p>Her mouth hung open for a moment before she licked her lips, and murmured, "I don't have a dress."

<p>A glance back at the tent showed that the others were still inside or hanging around the enterance, so Hiei took Senryoku's wrist, and brought her with him. Close observation of her had finally let up to the location of her tent a few days ago. Hiei had been too busy with Beni to pay too much close attention to any of the others, but the elusive Senryoku's tent had finally been located.

<p>It was a good ways off away from the actual camp. In a small clearing in the surrounding forest, in fact. No one would be able to hear them. The two of them were completely alone.

<p>He closed the enterance behind him, and halfway purred to her, "Then find me a nightgown. <i>Some</i>thing. <i>Anything.</i>"

<p>Senryoku stared at him for a long time before seemingly snapping out of it, and going to open a chest. Hiei watched her with hungry eyes, chills coursing through his veins, and electrifying his senses.

<p>Had it really been so long since he had bedded a woman? His blood was pounding in his ears! <i>Everywhere!</i> It felt so <i>sweet.</i> He almost couldn't believe that his blood would quicken just as much - maybe even more - than the last time. Being a Reikai Tantei was so tiresome; he hadn't gotten such a great opportunity to have his fun in almost . . .

<p><i>"Five years, Yuusuke."</i>

<p>Hiei clenched his fangs momentarily. Too long. <i>Much</i> too long. He should have skewered that damned hanyou, but, unfortunately, Hiei had too much respect for the stupid idiot, and thus, he was free of the Jaganshi's wrath.

<p>Her black and white eyes looked imploringly back up at him, and Hiei repressed a shudder of delight as she slowly stripped. So far the only blemish that he could see on her mocha-like skin was that rope burn on her neck. If this woman was Senka, then the fuck would be all the sweeter.

<p>When bare, she looked from the small nightgown in her hand to him, unsure if she should even bother putting it on. Hiei's response was to shrug, and murmur, "If you really don't want me . . ." he turned around, ready to leave, but the hurried sounds of ruffled clothes made him smirk to himself. He wiped it away before turning around to see her wearing the nightgown that didn't even go to her midthigh. Her arms were crossed under her breasts, seemingly unknowing that she was pressing them up, making them seem larger. A growl of appreciation escaped his throat, and her eyes widened, taking a step back in slight alarm. Opting to ignore her sudden insecurity, Hiei half purred to her, "Turn around."

<p>She bit her lip, but did as she was asked, and Hiei admired her rear side as he approached to grind his hips against her ass. The friction against his cock made him shudder softly, and he yearned to continue that sweet sensation, but, instead, he lightly carressed the sides of her thighs. A light gasp was all the encouragement Hiei needed. Bracing her hips to keep her knees straight, Hiei pressed her torso forward, and slowly down.

<p>He soothed her when she tried to press back to stand up straight, "Just relax. I won't hurt you unless I want to." She moaned softly at this declaration, and he continued, slowly pressing her down again, "Keep your knees straight, and try to brace yourself with your hands if you can reach."

<p>Senryoku bent over completely in half, touching her toes, and breathing shallowly. Delighted with her flexibility, Hiei looked her over several times, licking his lips before finally softly squeezing her half-bared ass. His hands traveled lower, one resting just under her ass, tracing gently, and the other slid between her legs, spreading them slowly. The angle of her body changed as she spread her legs for him, and - instead of her hands resting on her feet - her hands braced her body by pressing flat against the ground a foot or so in front of her.

<p>Looking down at her exposed sex, Hiei's eyes widened just slightly. Her cunt was already shiny, and wet, and he slicked a finger from her clit to across her enterance up to near her asshole, and back down again. The woman trembled slightly, and Hiei watched her do so, kneeling to be face-to-face with her center, and idly lapping away the juices on his finger.

<p>"Senryoku-chan, you slut," he groaned, "I should just throw you down, and fuck your cunt dry <i>now.</i>"

<p>She shuddered, and then gasped as he flicked his tongue over her clit several times. He held her hips steady as he continued this light assault, her knees were already shaking slightly, and it would not do for her to collapse in the middle of his fun. Hiei rolled his tongue around her clit gently, and carefully pumped her. She wasn't even able to moan at this, only whimpering and panting heavily at her fucking of his tongue.

<p>Her whimpers became a soft keening noise, and Hiei could feel her blood pounding quickly in the organ enveloped in his tongue. Deeming it time to do so, Hiei wrapped his lips about her clit and enterance, and sucked as hard as he could. Her pulse tripled, and he heard her strive to choke back her screams and shouts in her throat. The pulse soon became erratic, and he knew that she would climax in a matter of moments, so . . .

<p>Hiei released her cunt and clit from his mouth, gasping slightly for air. Senryoku sobbed, and dropped to her knees, "Hiei-sama, please, please . . ."

<p>"Please what?"

<p>"I've been a <i>good</i> girl," she moaned, "please, fuck me."

<p>He moaned, and undid his belts, letting his erection pop out. The sound of the cloth rustling caused her to look back at him, and she gaped at the cock sticking out of his pants, moaning softly.

<p>She wriggled her ass into the air, "Please! I've been so good!"

<p>With a growl, Hiei grabbed her hips, and sat her in his lap, his throbbing cock's sensitive underbelly pressing against her ass cheeks. She gasped, and rubbed her ass back against it, forming a moan from out of his mouth. He gripped her ass tightly, and pulled her up to be on her knees; she immediately spread her legs farther to straddle him, still facing away from him.

<p>"Please, Hiei-sama, I want you. I want your cock."

<p>He leaned her back to whisper huskily into her ear, "Where do you want it?"

<p>"In me," she moaned. "I want you in my cunt. <i>Fuck</i> me."

<p>Moaning, Hiei grabbed her waist, and slammed her down onto his member, impaling her. Senryoku panted heavily, and went up and down on his cock, slamming against his balls and curls with a slick, wet suction sound. Now, it was Hiei's turn to be unable to make a sound, his eyes rolling back in their sockets, in total ecstasy. He didn't have to work at all to feel her hot, tight cunt go down on his cock, Senryoku was happily doing it for him!

<p>He wasn't sure whether he should curse whatever gods had given him such a thick cock, or to praise them, and build a shrine in their honor! If only there were several other women attending to him as she moved up and down on him like in the good days. However, all he could really think about was doubles of Senryoku doing his bidding, and begging for him to fuck them all.

<p>Her passage was so tightly wound about him that he could feel the blood pounding in her veins. Hiei laid back, and cried out her name, thrusting hard up with his hips into her just as she rammed down. She screamed only one intelligent thing, and it was a short exclamation of "Hiei!" before her walls convulsed around his cock.

<p>"<i>Kuso!</i>" He tightly gripped her waist, and slammed hard into her, climaxing with her.

<p>Then he saw red.

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<p>I am so fucking tired that you have no idea. I guess that it's my own fault though for staying up all night RPing with Kohaku, but whatever. It was hell of fun. This is quite a bit longer than the other chapters mainly due to the lemon and lime in here.

<p>Whatever.

<p>You hentai all had fun.

<p>And I'm done with this story for now! I won't have to worry about it for a while! Yay!

<p>Yeah, that's right. I'm more likely to do my other stories before I head on to this one again, but don't worry. This will be finished. This story will be creepy as all hells, and quite frankly, if I quit writing it, I might call myself a coward for chickening out.

<p>Clues for figuring out who Senka is? There's one around the lime scene in the beginning, I think, and another before the lemon. That seems right, I guess.

<p>Go ahead, and tell me who you think's the culprit. And don't try to change my mind about who Senka really is. I've already made up my mind on that little detail.

<p>Ja mata!

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